A/N: Okay, here's the second chapter to Changing Leads. Someone said that I had switched Yamato and Sora's personalities around, and yes I have, but I was only trying to let their true selves shine through. I don't *know* if Sora can really get as angry as I portrayed her, but it's probable that Yama can be sweet and caring (his rebel attitude is only a coverup, remember Into The Darkness?), and I realized the same thing as I wrote the fic. Also, there will be no NC-17 finale, I decided against it with my own free will b4 reading your reviews, which I love and thank you guys for. Instead, I have some other things put up my sleeve...:) I don't own anyone/anything from Digimon, so bear me the accusation of stealing...;) Um...for the last two weeks I was at music camp, so that's why I was so busy and didn't put much up...I'm dedicating this to MoongChi&Tai (my best friend on da Net) and Garurumon, cuz u had to wait such a fucking long time for me to put this up. And well, now it's up. Be happy!! Um...this story isn't done by Sora's P.O.V. (I can't get into her bitchy head-I don't like her!) but some is done by Yama's, just to let you know. Um...I don't know how many band members Yama's band has, so I'm just using two...Kenji and Satoshi...not the Satoshi from *shudders at saying the word* Pokèmon. I've always used them for Yama's band in my fics, so...*shrugs* There you go.

Changing Leads, Ch.2

That afternoon, Sora stomped in angrily to her apartment to find her mother gone and a note left on the fridge saying she had gone to the supermarket. Angrily she ripped it down and threw her books on the table, going into her room and flopping down in exhaustion and frustration on her bed.

Why won't Mimi talk to me? Taichi, either. It's like they're hiding something from me...

Sora stared upward at her ceiling, puzzling over the things. There had to be *some* reason both of them were not talking to her and avoiding her. Then it hit her.

Taichi had dumped Sora for Mimi, and Mimi had dumped Yama for Tai. It made perfect sense. Sora didn't want to admit it, but she remembered that back when she and Taichi had only been friends in Digi World, Taichi had admitted he'd had feelings for Mimi. But then Yamato had told Mimi how he felt about her first, and then Sora had asked Taichi out...Sora sighed, tears forming in her eyes. She and Taichi together was never meant to be. Neither was Mimi with Yama. And now Sora was having very dishonorable feelings.

Sora realized she cared for Yamato as more than a friend. But she didn't know if Yamato would return her feelings if she told him. After all, he was obviously upset about Mimi. But still, Sora couldn't help but hope.

Sora went to pick up the phone, but then remembered that Yamato had said he was practicing with his band at the school gym in the afternoon, and would be home later, possibly in the mood to talk on the phone. She sighed, and looked out the window. Yamato would have to wait.

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~*~Yamato's P.O.V.~*~

I finished the last few words of the song, stopped playing my guitar, and looked over at Kenji. "That good enough?" I gasped. He grinned, giving me a thumbs up, and tossed me a bottle of water. I opened it and drank greedily, internally annoyed as my sweat-dampened hair fell over my face.

When I pushed my hair out of my eyes, I realized that we had an audience. Normally Mimi, Sora, and Taichi would come along and listen to me and the band practice, but neither one of them was here today. Mimi began to haunt my thoughts again...her sweet smile, her gorgeous eyes that I always found myself lost in...but she was gone. Now she was Taichi's.

I knew that Mimi wouldn't just date anyone, and besides, before I had began to sing at practice Kenji had told me that Mimi was dating Taichi, and he felt sorry for me. Draining my bottle of water, I blinked and looked at the people that had been listening to us. Jun was there.

Jun Motomiya had always been after me. How she knew when my band practices were, I didn't know for certain. She probably was told by Daisuke, who was most likely told by Takeru, who was told by me.

Jun was okay...but odd. I mean, her hair was like Taichi's except reddish pink. Was it natural? And then there was the fact that her school uniform looked like an army outfit. She was a complete fashion disaster...

Damn, Ishida! I cursed myself. Mimi's rubbed off on you. You barely know Jun, but she's nice. And she likes you.

Yeah, I reminded myself, but she's seventeen and goes to the high school. You can't go out with someone three years older than you.

Yeah? I scoffed. You've had girls Takeru and Hikari's age ask you to autograph their things and go out with them before.

But you've refused, I reminded myself firmly, and patiently. And besides, you can't go out with Jun now, not just after losing Mimi. Even if you do, there's someone else that needs you, too.

I nearly choked aloud. What was I thinking? Sora? Needing *me*? Yeah, right. That girl had toughened up just like I had softened during the last three years I had known her for. If I asked her out, she'd probably refuse and then our friendship would be ruined.

But I was realizing I wanted her. Badly. So much it hurt. There would have to be something I could do about it. I could ask her out, or push her away. Become the Yamato I had been three years ago-quiet and aloof, full of teenage angst. But then again, maybe I was still full of angst. I knew I wouldn't be able to stand just staying the same way I was with her now. But now I didn't know what to do.

At that moment, distracting me from my internal war about Sora, Kenji walked over. He nudged me, pointed at Jun, and mumbled something in my ear. "That girl. Jun Motomiya. She's like, so *into* you."

"Like I haven't noticed," I replied loudly. I heard Jun giggle. I turned to look at her. Her hair was falling over her face, and a blush was forming in her cheeks.

"Well, I was just thinking...you know, you broke up with Mimi...maybe you could go out with her...after all, she'll be hanging around you even more, now that she knows the road is clear."

"It might not be," I answered angrily, stuffing my guitar back into the case, clasping it shut and then zipping it into the bag.

"What? You have like a, backup girl or something?" Kenji asked me, his eyes curious.

I jumped off the stage and walked over to the gym door, my hand pressed on the handle. "Maybe," I said casually. "See you later."

As I walked down the hallway, trying not to think about Jun or Sora, something caught my attention, so I walked over to it, curious. It was a poster for a play our drama teacher wanted us to perform.

I hadn't wanted to do it at first, but now it could be fun. Odaiba Junior High, presenting Grease. I decided I would audition, and maybe pull a certain someone into it, too...

Scribbling down the audition time on my hand with a black marker, I nearly laughed aloud. This would be so easy. I'd audition for the male lead role, and get Sora to audition for the female lead. If we both got in, it was clear sailing from here. I'd make her fall in love with me during the auditions, and then I'd have myself a new girlfriend. Yamato Ishida was now back in the game.

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Sora checked the time on her watch. Four-thirty. Yamato would probably be home by now. Happily she dialed his number, deciding to tell her how she really felt about him when he picked it up.

After six rings, Sora was still confused. No one was answering. Yamato had to be home...he just had to be.

Slamming the phone down in its cradle, Sora burst into tears. She'd never get Yamato...never.

A/N: Okay, so a little shorter than usual. I was originally going to do Grease or Romeo and Juliet for the play, but I decided Grease instead. I mean, can't you picture Matt and Tai with their hair slicked back singing to Greased Lightning? It would be SOOOOO kawaii!!! *_* The play won't be the ending, though. And it's not a play, it's a musical. Okay um...this part is also dedicated to Nicole and Kelly for making us do Grease anyway at camp...um, next part coming soon!!

And if you want the truth, I had a serious case of writer's block for this fic, but I finally got a breakthrough today. Well, c y'all!!! ~~Jane Ishida~~