Sorry it's taken sooo long to update. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

Sora followed the man besides her as they went up a long hallway and up and down different stairs. She would never be able to get out if the house was all like this. The man refused to speak and he refused to show her his face as they walked down the hall.

"Please tell me who we are going to find." Sora asked for about the fifth time, only to be responded to by silence. An extra set of footsteps sounded form the opposite direction and within a matter of seconds there was a butler dragging a little boy with him.

"Master, I found this child wondering the corridors. Do you know him?" A smile crossed Sora's guide's face as the boy came into view. Sora's jaw dropped as she recognized the boy. She knelt before him and stared in complete shock.

"Takeru?" The blonde boy looked into Sora's eyes and wrapped his arms around her neck.

"Sora-chan!" Takeru buried his face into Sora's shoulder, refusing to be pulled away from her by the men. Knowing that prying him off would not work, Sora lifted him into her arms and looked back at the butler. Her eyes were asking what she should do with him.

"I will show you to a room, milady." Geeves said as he bowed.

"No, Geeves, I would like Miss. Sora to accompany me to my office." Sora and Geeves looked at the man in confusion. What would he want to show Sora in his office? A feeling of fear ran up Sora's spine, causing her to shiver.

"Why do I want to go with you? Sora asked as she stared at the man.

"Trust me, Miss Sora, you'll want to see with what I'm about to show you." Another wicked smile lit up the face of the man. Takeru's grip tightened around Sora's neck as she started to follow the men down the hall again.

"Milady, Messieurs, would any of you care for a refreshment?" Geeves asked as the three stood around a large black oak desk. Sora and Takeru nodded.

"Water, please." Sora said quietly, Takeru nodding in agreement. Taking one last glance at his master, Geeves turned on his heels and exited the room.

Sora had a chance to get a very good look at the man before her. His gray eyes seemed so lifeless as he stared at her and the boy in her arms. His shapely hands gestured for her to take a seat in one of the leather seats. She sighed and carefully took a seat in the chair, careful not to drop Takeru. Whisps of the man's white hair hung in his eyes, contrasting with the gray of his irises. He seemed so familiar in a sense. She felt like she had met him before.

"Miss Sora, young master Takeru, your beverages." Geeves states as he placed a small foldable table between the chair Sora occupied and the empty on to her left. Takeru crawled out of her lap and lifted himself onto the vacant chair. His small childish hands grabbing the rather large glass of water and brought the glass to his lips so he could taste the cold liquid. Sora smiled as he smiled up at her, placing the empty glass back on the table.

"Thank you, Geeves." Takeru chimed happily. Sora's eyes widened at the high pitch the boy was speaking at. He was only tall enough to reach her waist, his blonde hair was covered by his gilligan hat, his blue eyes filled with a knowledge of a person older then the age of his body. Her crimson eyes widened with realization. Takeru was a child again. He had some how gone back into time and was back to the age of 5.

"Sora!" Yamato's voice echoed around the room causing Sora to pull out of her trance. She looked directly at the man and stared at the ball before him. An image of Yamato became crystal clear. Sora kneeled down before the orb and looked directly at her boyfriend's image.

"Yama." Sora touched the orb, her fingers gently touching his face. He was alone, Tacelli wasn't with him and Sora could tell that he was hiding something. He was looking for her. His voice cried out once again, calling her name as he scanned his surroundings. "Yama!" Sora cried again

"Sora! Takeru! DAMNIT! SORA! TAKERU!" Yamato looked around again.

"ONICHAN!" Takeru cried as he leapt on top of the desk, blocking Sora's view of the ball. Moving quickly, Sora was able to reposition herself and stare directly into Yamato's eyes. There was a fear etched in his eyes that she had never seen before. Not even when Takeru had disappeared in the digital world at the hands of Puppetmon, had there been this much pain and fear in his eyes.

As Sora stared intently at the blonde that had captured her heart she heard a loud screeching noise in the distance. Within a matter of seconds a large, disgusting bird appeared from nowhere, making its soul purpose to attack Yamato. Two gasps sounded as the holders watched Yamato tumble to the ground a splatter of red on the brown dirt under him.

"YAMATO!"

"ONICHAN!" Sora and Takeru jumped in fear as they watched Yamato's body twitch in an attempt to regain his posture. Before they could see Yamato get up two strange hands grabbed the orb and took it from their sight. Sora and Takeru looked up in confusion, but Takeru's confusion quickly turned to rage. Scaring Sora as he leapt at the man screaming at him to return ball so they could see what happened to Yamato.

"Takeru, calm down! Takeru!" Sora cried trying to pull him off of the man. She finally succeeded and tore the outraged boy off of the extremely calm man. "Takeru, listen to me!" Takeru turned around and clawed at Sora's face drawing blood from her. He stared at her, unmoved by the knowledge that he was the reason that she bled. A long cut starting a few centimeters below her hairline, going diagonally down and stopping just above Sora's left eye. A large amount of blood trickled from the wound.

"TK?" Sora asked stunned by the sudden attack. She didn't even see a flicker of remorse in his eyes as he fled from the room. Sitting up Sora looked at Yamato with confusion. Stopping, Sora blinked and rubbed her eyes making sure she had seen correctly.

-o-….v…o

Tacelli sat on the couch staring blankly out the window. She brushed a strand of hair out of her face and sighed. The soft noise brought an unfamiliar ache to Taichi's heart. The brunette watched the blonde from the recliner adjacent to the couch. He couldn't help but feel bad for her. Yamato had left her with him and went off on his own.

Standing up slowly, Taichi moved over to the couch and placed a hand on Tacelli's shoulder. The blonde looked over her shoulder and smiled at her twin's best friend.

"Hey," she said casually, causing an unsettling feeling to remain in his gut.

"Tacelli, listen, I don't think there's anything I can say that could make you feel better, but-" A loud knock came from Taichi's front door. The brunette jumped up and started towards the front door. Part of him hoped that it was either of Ishida boys, but knew that would not happen.

Opening the door, Taichi was met by a boy he had only seen once or twice since Tacelli had arrived. The brunette smiled at Taichi, before he looked over his shoulder in search of his girlfriend.

"I'm looking for Tacelli." Sean said calmly before Taichi stepped to the side allowing him entry into his apartment. Sean walked directly to his girlfriend and smiled at her. Tacelli jumped up from the couch and ran into her boyfriend's arms. She clung to him wishing that he could make her feel better. She did not feel as comfortable as she normally did.

She held her breath as she saw Taichi lean against the door frame, he kept his eyes on the ground. Tacelli felt so bad as soon as she saw Taichi. Something inside of her just told her that she should be guilty for hugging Sean. Pushing the thought out of her mind, Tacelli allowed Sean to plant a kiss on her lips.

"Baby, what are you doing here?" Sean smiled down at her, causing her to smile back.

"I had to find you. You haven't called for a long time. I was worried that you had found somebody else." Tacelli shook her head, her eyes glancing over to Taichi once again. The brunette was watching them, trying to figure out what they were talking about.

"How'd you know to come to Taichi's?" Sean shrugged.

"I checked all of your brother's friends' houses." Tacelli's mind was running in circles, trying to put together something that didn't seem right. Some pieces weren't fitting together. The blonde shrugged and pulled away from her boyfriend. "I have to go use the bathroom." Taichi pointed in the direction of the bathroom, receiving a smile from Tacelli as she passed by.

"So, Yagami, how has she been?" Sean looked at the other teen, his eyes filled with accusation. Taichi paused for a second before he understood what Sean was getting at. Tightening his fists, the bushy haired brunette took a step towards the antagonizing teen.

"Are you insinuating that Tacelli and I are going at one another behind your back? That the beauty you have as a girlfriend is cheating on you!" Sean narrowed his eyes as Taichi tried to make himself seem bigger then he was, a failed attempt of intimidating the other teen. A low laughter erupted from Sean, causing Taichi to flinch in shock.

"Listen, Yagami, if I was going to blame you for touching my girl, I would say it out loud, not assume stuff and make an ass of myself. But you seem to have no problem doing something like that, cul!" Taichi's brows furrowed in confusion, he had barely passed his English class, let alone his French. Wait a second, he had never taken a French class, Yamato would always translate when it came to any other language. That was his thing. Taichi's was to scout out girls for them to get.

"Cul is equal to the what you and your friends call a Baka." Taichi's fist flew into Sean's face. The injured brunette pulled away right as Tacelli re-entered the room. Her eyes widened as Taichi pulled his fist back to his side. Lowering his gaze as Tacelli's fell on him.

"Taichi? Sean? Why are you two fighting?" She asked in a calm voice, but Taichi caught that she was holding back her anger. She had the same flicker in her eyes, the same tone in her voice, just like Yamato. Stepping forwards, Taichi placed a hand on Tacelli's shoulder only to have Sean push him back.

"Oublie-le!" Sean glared at his girlfriend as he leapt to his feet. "Je vais aller à l'hôtel, après ça, je ferai mes bagages et retourner à France! Si tu voudrais, tu pourrais y retourner et oublie votre frère et ses salopes!" Tacelli's fists balled as she leapt to her feet, but only met the door as Sean slammed it behind him. The blonde turned around and stared at nothing in particular. Her fists glued to her side, her jaw taught with anger, her eyes watering, but at the same time forcing the tears to retreat.

Standing up, Taichi walked to the outraged teen and embraced her in his arms. Releasing a low grunt, Tacelli pushed herself away from Taichi. The brunette stared in shock as the blonde turned to her right and went straight into Taichi's room, falling in front of his unmade bed. Her knees falling onto his dirty socks and boxers, her hands grasping at the thin sheet, her head finally meeting the cool fabric as tears escaped her eyes.

Taichi sighed as he saw the blonde crying into his sheets. Sure his room wasn't exactly clean, he shook his head, his room was a pig sty, the only reason it ever was habitable was because Hikari had shared the room with him. Knowing that an Ishida needed time to themselves when they went off the hook, Taichi walked into the kitchen and put some water into the kettle to make something to drink.

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