AN: So, yup, I decided to divide the previous chapter, which was what I originally wrote, two parts. Here's the second part. It's edited too. Haha!

Disclaimer: Digimon does not belong to me :D

2 – Memory Loss

"Who are you?"

Sora stared back at him in disbelief. She forced herself to say something.

"What?"

Taichi raised his brows and said, "I mean, I'm sorry, did I break your car?"

"Did you just ask me who I am?"

"Yes…?"

Sora paused to detect that playful look in his eyes but could not find any.

"I'm Sora, your best friend. Tell me, do you remember yourself?"

"I'm Yagami Taichi, and I work at… um…" he paused to think, "I work as a businessman."

He tried to think about other things in his life, but he couldn't remember much. Suddenly, his head felt funny, and he closed his eyes.

Flashback

"Taichi, come down for breakfast! Who are you talking to on the phone for so long?"

8-year-old Taichi quickly whispered a 'bye' into the telephone and rushed out of his room.

"I'm talking to….." he replied to a featureless mannequin, who had just put a plate of food on the dinner table.

End of flashback

He shuddered as realization hit him like a tsunami.

Finally, Sora broke the silence, "Don't tell me… You lost your memory?"

Taichi looked at her and shrugged. Part of him did not want to admit it. It's too… weird. At least he remembered himself.

Silence enfolded as both of them struggled to take in the truth, with the soft scratching of pen against paper in the background.

The quiet doctor who was in the room observing his patient cleared his throat and all eyes were on him. "I'm sorry Taichi, you are suffering from memory loss and concussion. Besides, you have also sprained your arm."

With this, Taichi looked down at his injured arm; indeed, there was a huge bandage on it. When Jyou did not continue, Taichi asked uncomfortably, "So…?"

"So, it means that you are really lucky, considering the wreck that you got yourself in. You can be discharged from the hospital, but you'll have to stay with someone who can take care of you for at least 2 months. You won't be allowed to work either."

"What?" Taichi couldn't believe his ears. He faintly recalled that he had something important to finish at work.

Jyou nodded. This time, Taichi asked the question that was bugging him the most.

"Would I recover my memories?

"Yes."

Taichi's face lit up at this statement, "Really, doctor?"

"Yes. For someone who has completely lost his memory, he won't even remember his own name. If so many of them can get their memories back, you can too. And please, call me Jyou. I'm an old friend. So, where are you going to stay? I can visit you later after work."

Taichi looked at Sora, who stared back at him blankly. What a weird question, considering the fact that Taichi was just like a newborn, barely knowing anyone and anything that had happened in the past. How in the world would he know where he could stay? Or rather, who he could stay with?

Oh, whatever. He was definitely going to get out of the hospital. He hated the smell of disinfectant and the feigned enthusiasm of doctors and nurses entering in and out of the wards.

He looked to Sora pleadingly. "Please?"

Sora raised her brows. "You want to stay with me?"

"Come on! Didn't you say that you're my best friend? You're the only person I know," he reasoned, then quickly added after hearing Jyou cough, "other than Jyou, of course. If I don't have a place to stay, he can't visit me!"

Taichi dragged his luggage with his good arm and followed behind Sora. He was thankful that his luggage bags had wheels, since Sora was reluctant to help him. He watched her fumble with her keys as she unlocked the door.

Her home was neat and tidy, and extraordinarily clean. Compared to his own which he had gone to just now, Sora's apartment was like a hotel room. He was glad that he need not clear all that rubbish in his house… at least not for two months.

Sora showed him around the house. "That's the bathroom, and that's your room. My room is next to yours. The kitchen is here," she pointed.

After unpacking, he sat down on the couch. By this time, he had a thousand questions running through his mind, but he didn't know which one to focus on. Just then, he spotted a few framed photographs placed on the bookshelf next to the television and walked over to it.

One of it showed Sora in her childhood with a bushy-haired boy who was holding a soccer ball. He marveled at how Sora didn't change much. Still that auburn hair and crimson eyes and a warm cheerful smile on her lips. Taichi shifted his gaze to the boy. Well, that bushy-haired boy looked awfully familiar. "Cool hair, bro," He thought to himself.

"That's you and I at the soccer championships when we were eight."

Taichi jumped. He hadn't noticed that Sora was right next to him. "Me and you? Soccer… championships?"

"Yep," Sora replied. Taichi nodded as he took this new information in. Then he gasped.

"Wait! That boy is me?" He stared wide-eyed at the photo while he used his good hand to touch his hair. "I didn't know I had such crazy hair."

Suddenly he had that funny itchy feeling in his brain again, and he closed his eyes instinctively.

Flashback

It was a really sunny day, if not for the clouds which drifted by and the wind that was blowing, Taichi swore he would have fainted. Luckily, the red jersey was really thin and airy.

It was Odaiba Elementary playing against some school which he didn't remember. Taichi was dribbling the ball towards the goal. Opponents tackled him, but hey, he was Taichi, the unbeatable. Sora ran alongside him, shouting occasionally for him to pass when opponents came.

Taichi ignored all her calls, but finally, when a huge giant nimbly tackled him, he quickly passed the treasure to his auburn-haired teammate who scored a goal just in time before the whistle was blown.

They had won the championships. Taichi's mom, who had gone to watch, helped them take a photo before they went off to celebrate their victory with ice-cream.

End of flashback

Taichi opened his eyes to a worried-looking Sora. She asked, "Are you okay? You looked like you fainted while standing."

He smiled. "Yeah. I remember the championships now. You were good."

Sora raised her brows and nodded. "Are you hungry? Jyou should be coming by soon. What do you want to eat?"

As if on cue, Taichi's stomach grumbled. "Anything."

Sora had prepared omelette rice. The aroma was really tempting, but Sora had insisted on waiting for Jyou before they start eating. Finally, the doorbell rang and Sora invited him in.

Jyou smiled and thanked Sora for having him over. He glanced at Taichi, who was sniffing his food in hunger. "He's almost like his old self again," Jyou whispered to Sora who shrugged.

AN: Old self? What old self? I guess it's sort of a cliffhanger? Anyway, thanks for reading, and reviews are welcomed! :D