Important Author's Note: So, sad to say but I'm losing confidence. And life kinda sucks right now so coupled with that, I need to take a break. I mean, I love writing and reading and I've learnt alot but writing is becoming like work for me, almost like a chore. And the last thing I want is for it to be grotesquely mutated into that, entertainment into labor, subverting the very meaning and value of entertainment and enjoyment itself.

I know this is sudden but since my parents' almost divorce a decade ago I've always made my own decisions. So now I'm making my own decision again. This is kinda hard for me, 'cause writing is like music to me, pulling me out of depression and I love my laptop as much as I love my piano and guitar and earpieces, but I've thought about it and I need a break from writing. Digimon and its characters has taught me so much, and it's time to let go.

I'm telling this here 'cause my profile is already too long and I doubt anybody will read anyway. I guess you readers deserve to know since I don't want to just disappear like so many other authors, without a word. So since this is the story with the most reviews I thought I'd say it here. I'm also telling this early so the good news is, I have plans for my stories and I want to finish them before I leave the scene. As for Desire, well I guess you can expect up to the middle of the third episode, maybe even end. Don't count on it though. But I'll try to update faster so I have more time for my studies and life.

I'm not sure how long the break will last. I have to finish my exams and I have to get my confidence back. But thank you to everyone who appreciates my writing, you have no idea how much that means to me.

Right. Done with all the angst. On with the story :)

"Stories help you to understand the world." -A.N.


Yamato was woken up from his sleep when he heard a knock on the door. He got up, his blond hair messy as he mumbled, "Damn…I fell asleep again."

The knock sounded again and Yamato slipped off the bed. He could hear the shower running. Assuming Daisuke was still bathing, he made his way to the door, opening it.

Sora smiled at him. "Yamato."

"S-Sora." Yamato said in surprise. The sight of her reminded him of what he had seen, and he felt warmth flood to his cheeks.

"I'm sorry about just now," Sora told him with an apologetic smile, "I-didn't know you would come."

"Uh-yeah-" Yamato said, trying not to think of the double entrende of Sora's words. "It's…fine."

"Can I talk to you?"

Yamato nodded. Sora moved back and he stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.

"Where's Daisuke?"

"Bathing." Yamato said, cheeks flushing again. He sighed.

"I'm sorry, Yamato," Sora said, sounding truly apologetic, and he turned to look at her. "Not only about just now, but also about this morning."

"I mean, Taichi was- I didn't have a choice, you know?" Sora said, meeting his eyes. "I know, you've never been touched like that before, so it was probably a huge shock to you. I'm sorry if you thought I had betrayed you."

"Sora…" Yamato said. He conjured a smile at her forlorn expression, "No it's fine…I understand."

"Really?"

"Yeah…you were only trying to help right?" Yamato said. He averted his gaze slightly, "And, I guess, this is a porn company…"

"Yeah." Sora said, her voice low. She looked at him, "So…we're still friends right?"

"Yeah." Yamato smiled at her. "We are."

"I just…" Yamato clenched his fist, "Didn't know a guy could be touched like that…"

"Yeah." Sora said, looking at him.

There was a silence, before Sora said, "So, why did you come to my room?"

"Uh," Yamato said, "I wanted to ask your advice on something…"

"Yeah?"

"Daisuke was hurt in a fight with Yagami," Yamato said and Sora's eyes widened in surprise, "And it's my fault…"

"Why is it your fault?"

"'Cause he was protecting me from Yagami," Yamato sighed, "Yagami said it was my fault."

"I've…ruined their friendship."

"That's not true Yamato," Sora said to him comfortingly, "Taichi's just mean."

Yamato blinked, "Isn't he your friend?"

"That doesn't mean he's not mean."

"I mean, Daisuke told me about their promise to you," Yamato said, looking away, "I think he was angry since Daisuke told me…"

"I see." Sora said.

"Well," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder and he turned to her. Sora smiled, "Don't worry about it, okay? They'll make up."

"You sure?"

"Uhuh. Taichi and Daisuke have always been good friends, even until now," Sora reassured him. She winked, "They'll be fine. And, Daisuke may not look like it, but he's a fighter."

"Alright then…"

"Or," Sora said, "I can go and talk to Taichi if you want."

"No, that's okay," Yamato said, shaking his head, "I don't want to trouble you. And I don't think he's in a good mood."

"Hmmm okay then." Sora said. She smiled at Yamato and removed her hand from his shoulder, "Take care, okay?"

"Yeah." Yamato smiled. "Thanks, Sora."

Sora grinned, "It's getting late," she observed as she looked out the windows. She turned back and smiled at Yamato, "Want to go get an early dinner?"

"Time flies." Yamato murmured as he shifted his sapphire gaze to the sky. He sighed, then looked at Sora with a smile.

"Alright, Sora."


"Yama-chan!" Daisuke greeted him when he entered their room, "Where did you go?"

Yamato shrugged, "Dinner with Sora."

"Oh, a date?!" Daisuke grinned mischievously.

"Dinner, not a dinner date!" Yamato glared at him.

"Awww." Daisuke said, smiling, "Why didn't you invite me?"

"You were bathing."

"Oh yeah."

Yamato looked at him. "Sora said you were a fighter." He mentioned.

"She did?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I am!" Daisuke blinked at him, "Didn't I tell you that?"

"Oh yeah!" Daisuke said so suddenly that Yamato started, "Where's the daisy?"

"In my pocket?"

"Whaaat?" Daisuke exclaimed and Yamato glowered at him, "Why?!"

"'Cause I don't like it in my hair." Yamato said dryly.

"B-But you'll crush it!"

"Let it be crushed then." Yamato said, walking forward.

"But Yama-chan!"

Yamato sighed. He reached a hand into his pocket and pulled out the little flower, "Here it is," he said, "All fine and dandy. So stop your whining."

"It's not!" Daisuke protested and Yamato blinked as he leapt off the bed and snatched the daisy away from his hand, "How could you treat it so badly, Yama-chan?!"

Yamato stared as Daisuke smoothed the petals out with careful fingers, then smiled. "Yay!" He said happily, "It's pretty again!"

"You're so weird." Yamato mumbled as he advanced forward. He looked around, "Hey, did you see my guitar?"

"Your guitar?"

"Oh, it's there." Yamato said. He turned and moved towards his guitar case, unzipping it.

"You play the guitar?"

Yamato nodded as he lifted his guitar. He made his way over to the bed, sitting down on it and beginning to tune his guitar.

"Cool!" Daisuke grinned widely, "Will you play a song for me, Yama-chan?"

"Hmmm," Yamato said, "Maybe. What song do you want?"

"Well…" Daisuke seemed to contemplate as he held the daisy carefully in his hand, "What about Butterfly?"

"By Wada Kouji?"

"Uhuh! Do you know that song?"

"Know it? I love it." Yamato smiled.

"Really?" Daisuke grinned, "Wow! Great minds think alike, Yama-chan!"

Yamato smirked. "Your mind is great?" He said as he strummed a chord. "I would beg to differ."

"Hey!"

Yamato laughed. He didn't know why, but he felt relaxed. Well, perhaps it was because he had made up with Sora, and was reassured Sora was still his friend. They had chatted and laughed together in the cafeteria, just like old friends.

Daisuke smiled at him, "You're cute when you laugh-"

"And I should laugh more."

"…Eh?" Daisuke said, and Yamato smirked, "How did you know?"

Yamato shrugged, "That's what you said when I smiled," he said, shifting his gaze to Daisuke with a raised eyebrow, "According to you, I'm cute in whatever I do."

"Of course! That's why you're Yama-chan!"

"…Whatever."

"Anyway," he said as he strummed another series of chords, "This isn't an electric guitar."

"You want an electric guitar?"

"Well, it's not as if I can get one-"

"I can!" Daisuke said, and Yamato blinked at him. "Wait here!"

"Eh-Daisuke-" Yamato blinked as Daisuke was already out of the room. He sighed, a wry smile on his lips as he strummed another chord.

"Tch. He really is weird."


Yamato was humming when Daisuke burst back into their room, a wide grin on his face and an electric guitar in one of his hands, an amplifier tucked under his other arm. "Tadaaaaa!"

"Where did you get that?" Yamato asked, surprised.

Daisuke grinned, "It's mine!" He said. Yamato's jaw dropped and he laughed, "Just kidding! I don't play the guitar!"

He closed the door behind him then practically skipped to Yamato, holding out the electric guitar to him, "Here, Yama-chan!"

Yamato stared at the electric guitar, before he put his own guitar carefully aside and took hold of it. "You sure I can use this?"

"Uhuh!"

Yamato smiled. "Thanks, Daisuke." He said. He positioned the guitar carefully on his lap as Daisuke moved to plug it in.

Daisuke smiled after he had plugged in the guitar and amplifier, humming happily as he twirled the daisy in his hands, moving to sit down on the bed beside Yamato, "Do you need music?"

"It's fine." Yamato smiled. "I remember the song."

"But, I have to tune it first." He said, looking at the red electric guitar comtemplatively, "It hasn't been used for quite some time."

"Where did you get it from?"

"Oh, somewhere." Daisuke said distractedly, his gaze on the daisy in his hands.

Yamato glanced at him, then shrugged and reached a hand to the headstock, turning knobs and testing out the sound of the strings as he began to tune the guitar, the electric sounds resounding in the room.

Daisuke hummed lightly, "Don't you need a tuner? Or a piano?"

"Nah, it's fine. The sound's quite clear."

"You play by ear, Yama-chan?"

"Sort of." Yamato said. He removed his hand from the headstock and moved it to the neck, fingers arching on the strings and strumming a chord to test the sound, "Right." He smiled and began to play.

Daisuke started. "Wow." He said in surprise, the daisy almost falling from his hand, "You're good!"

Yamato smirked, "Am I?" He said leisurely as the strong electric sounds of the guitar filled the air.

"Yeah! You could be in a band! It sounds like the original!" Daisuke grinned, "Hey, can I sing?!"

"Sure."

"Gokigen na chou ni natte," Daisuke sang cheerfully, and Yamato smiled, "Kirameku kaze ni notte!"

"Ima sugu, kimi ni ai ni yukou!"

Yamato laughed as his fingers moved back and forth. Daisuke was a little off pitch, but who cared? "Yokei ni koto nante," he joined in smoothly, smirking as Daisuke looked at him in surprise, "Wasureta hou ga mashi sa."

"Kore ijou, jikan wa nai."

Daisuke blinked, then smiled at Yamato, "Nani ga wow wow wow wow," they sang together, meeting each other's eyes, "Kono sora ni todoku no darou?"

"Dakedo wow wow wow wow wow," Yamato sang as his fingers held onto the last notes. He gave a quick wink at Daisuke, who smiled and sang, "Ashita no yotei mo wakaranaiiii!"

"Mugendai na yume no ato wo," Yamato blinked at Daisuke, who just smiled and shrugged, "Nani wo nai yo no naka ja-"

"I forgot this part." Daisuke said, interrupting him with a sheepish grin as he leaned forward and tucked the daisy in the blond's hair and Yamato was tempted to roll his eyes as he continued playing the electric guitar, singing the next part.

"Omoi wo makesou ni naru kedo," Yamato drew out the last note, shifting his gaze to Daisuke, who grinned.

"Stay shigachi wa imeeji darake no," Daisuke trilled, "Tayorinai tsubasa demo, kitto toberu sa!"

"Oh~" Yamato smiled as he played out a smooth crescendo with lithe fingers, singing, "My-"

Daisuke smiled, locking his gaze with Yamato's as they sang, "Lov-"

The door opened, "Daisuke, are you alright-"

Silence fell when Yamato stopped playing at the sight of the figure at the door, and Daisuke paused in his singing in surprise. Yamato stared, and Taichi stared back at him in surprise, before his brown eyes narrowed as he looked at him coldly.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Taichi!" Daisuke said, "He's my roommate!"

"Daisuke," Taichi said. "That electric guitar-"

"Oh, Yama-chan can play Butterfly on it!" Daisuke said quickly, as Yamato remained silent, "That's awesome, isn't it?!"

"Whatever." Taichi said, his brown eyes cold. He looked at Daisuke, and the coldness faded away a little, "Well. It seems you're alright."

He turned. "I'm going then."

"Taichi-" Daisuke began but Taichi had already gone away. He sighed.

"Sorry, Yama-chan."

"It's fine." Yamato said quietly. He looked up then put the electric guitar aside, "You…can return this."

Without waiting for Daisuke's reply, he stood up and strode out of the open door, the daisy falling from his hair.


Yamato looked towards the end of the hallway. Taichi was nearing the lift. He entered the lift, then turned, seeming to be pressing a button as Yamato walked swiftly forward. He seemed to have entered Taichi's field of vision as those brown eyes became even colder than before, even from such a distance. He walked faster, knowing he would not reach in time.

The lift doors began to close as he was about a few feet away. Yamato sprinted forward, and Taichi's expression didn't change. He met those narrowed brown eyes almost challengingly, before they were obscured by the lift doors, and quickly raised his gaze before the number in red could disappear.

"Yama-chan!"

Yamato lowered his gaze. He turned and strode back towards Daisuke's room as the lift ascended. Daisuke was running towards him. He placed his hands on his shoulders when he reached him, "Yama-chan," he said, "What were you doing?!"

"Trying to catch Yagami."

"Why?" Daisuke stared at him, "Have you forgotten what he said to you?! What if you were alone with him in the lift!?"

"It's not as if he could rape me in a few minutes." Yamato said dryly.

There was silence, before Daisuke said more seriously, "Yamato," he said, "I am being serious you know. And so was Taichi."

"He said he will have you, and if he can help it, he will."

Yamato bit his lip as Daisuke said, "Come on," his voice was softer, "Let's go back."

Yamato nodded, and with Daisuke's arm around his shoulder, started to head back to their room. They entered their room, and Daisuke moved to pick up the electric guitar from the bed, "I need to get dinner," he said, "I'm hungry."

"Go ahead." Yamato said.

Daisuke smiled at him. "It's alright, I can ask Ken-"

"I won't run away," Yamato said, looking at him. "If that's what you're afraid of."

"Really?"

Yamato shrugged. "It's not as if I know where he's going."

"Yamato…" Daisuke said, moving towards him, "Why were you chasing after him, really?"

Yamato averted his gaze, "I guess," he said, "I just wanted to make things right."

"Eh?"

"It's my fault you guys had a quarrel." Yamato said quietly. "I don't want to trouble Sora again, so I thought I'd try to talk to him myself."

"Eh? You can't do that!" Daisuke said, staring at him, "It's dangerous!"

Yamato just shrugged tiredly. "It's not as if I can." He said. "Unless he comes here. Which I doubt he will."

"Oh."

"So," Yamato gave a smirk as he moved to unplug the amplifier and guitar, "Go get your food, Daisuke."

"Alright." Daisuke nodded with a smile, as he gathered the items. He turned, before seeming to remember something. Yamato blinked as Daisuke gasped softly, and turned back towards him, "Yama-chan!"

"What?"

"You dropped this just now," Yamato blinked as Daisuke put the amplifier down and reached into his pocket. He moved forward, and held out the daisy towards him. "You have to take better care of it!"

Yamato sighed, and took the flower from Daisuke, "Yeah, yeah." He mumbled, "It's you who keep putting it in my hair."

"'Cause it looks really pretty in your hair!" Daisuke said cheerfully. He placed a hand on Yamato's head, heedless of the blond's glare, then winked, picked the amplifier back up and proceeded to exit the room, "We should sing together again sometime, Yama-chan! You have a really pretty voice!"

"Which is more than I can say for yours."

"Eh," Daisuke pouted at him, "You're so mean!"

Yamato shrugged, "That's for calling my voice pretty." He said wryly.

"But it is!"

"Yeah, whatever," Yamato waved his hand without the daisy in it, "Just go and get your dinner before you decide I'm food."

"Well," Daisuke said, "You tasted good."

Yamato choked, staring as Daisuke grinned at him, "Jokin'!"

"Daisuke-" Yamato growled.

"Well, see you later, Yama-chan!"

Yamato glared as Daisuke retreated, somehow managing to slam the door behind him. He sighed, cheeks slightly flushed, then turned his gaze to the delicate flower in his hand as the memory of cold brown eyes flashed in his mind.

"The 40th floor. I should have known."


He didn't go to visit Yagami Taichi right away. Instead, he waited until Daisuke came back, while playing his own acoustic guitar. Daisuke had of course, announced his return cheerfully, and Yamato had smiled at him, half in fondness, half to distract his protective roommate. He'd offered to play for Daisuke, with a smile and shrug, which made the mahogany haired man delighted. He'd played Target for Daisuke, another song by Wada Kouji which Yamato knew and which seemed to be another one of Daisuke's favorites. He had played the usually fast and active song slowly on his guitar, and smiled as he hummed and Daisuke sang softly.

As he'd guessed, Daisuke was an early sleeper. He had to be, because of his position as the cameraman. Soon Daisuke was yawning, and Yamato said, "You should sleep." He said it smoothly, as if he hadn't planned it beforehand, "You'll be busy tomorrow right?"

"Not that busy…" Daisuke yawned, "But I am sleepy…"

"Sleep then." Yamato said, as he put down his guitar. "I'll turn off the lights."

"You're sleeping too?"

Yamato nodded and Daisuke smiled at him, "Can I cuddle you?"

"Must you?"

Daisuke nodded vigorously, and Yamato sighed. "Fine."

"Yay!" Daisuke threw his hands up in the air, then yawned, causing Yamato to smile.

"Really…what's the other bed for?"

"For sex!" Daisuke announced cheerfully, and Yamato choked.


It seemed that Daisuke was the sort of person who could not sleep in the darkness, as he kept a lamp by his bedside, which he turned on after Yamato had switched off all the lights. He was facing Daisuke, who had fallen asleep with his arms around him.

Daisuke had fallen asleep before him, which was a good thing. Yamato looked at Daisuke's peacefully sleeping face, feeling a small smile form on his lips. The daisy was still in his hand. He placed it on the bed between them. Daisuke's arms were loose around him, and Yamato wriggled out of his hold.

He was soon away from Daisuke, who didn't stir an inch. He slipped quietly off the bed, looked back at Daisuke, then inhaled and turned his attention to his objective as he faced the door with narrowed blue eyes.

It was time to confront Yagami Taichi.