U/N: This is the introduction of one of my favourite characters... and it's kind of Sora's love plot heating up. I hate that her crest is love, it makes her so boring...

Title: Digimon Adventure: Moments

By: UrazamayKing

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or its characters.

Year: 2010

Chapter 26: Love Connection

Sora:

"Just get in the car," I told Miyako with a grin. She nervously glanced over her shoulder and nodded, giving me a quick hug and turning, jumping into the car behind her. The driver turned the key and the engine began to hum. Soon the black car was driving off, down the road reading "just married" on the back in a very clichéd attempt to make their exit romantic. But with the luck she'd been having I was nervous that perhaps the car would break down, or... or well... anything. Something bad would happen I knew.

But my part was over. I couldn't help her anymore. I turned with a smile to the rest of the crowd, those who had been invited to the wedding. There weren't too many of them, but they were all smiling and waving the happy couple away now.

The sun was gone from the sky, and the moon and stars were shining above us. I knew that someone would have to pay for the mess in the building, but I was tired and didn't care. I wanted to go home... But I'd have to call a cab. I pulled out my phone and turned to leave, but someone grabbed my hand.

I turned around to see Taichi.

"Sora," he said, "You going home?" I nodded. "I'll drive you?"

"Aren't you supposed to be driving Ken and Miyako away?" I asked, pointing after the car.

"I let Mimi do it." Taichi grinned, "She really wanted to be a part of that wedding. So... You want me to drive you?"

"That's alright Taichi... I'll just—"

"No, I'll drive you." He smiled, "Come on," he began leading the way toward his car in the parking lot. "So... this was probably the worst wedding I've ever been to."

"Have you ever been to a wedding before?" I asked him.

"Just once," He laughed. "And I fell asleep—so I guess this one was better in the sense of entertainment."

"And in the sense of our friends becoming married, and happily ready to live their lives together." I said slowly.

"Yeah... that too I guess."

I didn't want to go any further into that, but I was jealous of Miyako. I wanted to be married—I wanted a family. I wanted more than anything to have someone who I loved, and who would love me, for me. And Miyako had found that. She had found Ken... and together they were happy. I had found Taichi... or rather, he'd found me... I had thought it would be perfect. I'd thought that the two of us would be perfect, what with the childhood best friend thing we'd had going on. But it didn't work out between the two of us for some unknown reason. There I was again, pretending I didn't know why it didn't work out. It didn't work out because of Yamato. And it was my fault. Which was stupid of me... Taichi and I could have worked out... just not at that time. I looked up to him with a smile as he ranted about the hilarity of the food fight.

"And then you pretended you were dating me." Taichi finished flatly.

"I do believe that happened before the food fight." I told him, my face turning red.

"Well, either way," he laughed, "Why'd you do that?"

"You know why I did that." I told him.

"Because you're secretly in love with me and didn't have any other way of telling people?" He joked.

I punched him playfully in the arm, but as hard as I could. "I wanted Yamato to be jealous." I said as he howled in pain.

"Well... you should challenge him to a boxing tournament and beat him." Taichi said, rubbing his arm where I had hit him, "Then he'd be jealous of you."

"I think that's more embarrassment about me winning." I said, "But thanks for your enthusiasm," I laughed. "I just... I don't know what to do. The world has opened every single door that it could for me, and I'm just sitting here, unsure of where to go and what to do next."

"With your dating life?"

"With everything." I said flatly. "I'm done my fashion courses with top marks, and now I've signed up for a course in philosophy for no good reason. I've won the tennis championship three years in a row, and I've been offered jobs as a florist, since I've been trained since I was a child."

"I think you're confused." Taichi said slowly, stopping his walking and turning to me, his hands on my shoulders. "You've listed three great accomplishments. That doesn't mean you're lost and don't know where to go—that means you've reached the top. And now, now that you're the Queen of everything, you need to break down the walls. Burst through the ceiling and go even higher. Create a fashion line, go to the Olympics, become famous with your flowers, but don't stop now. Don't stare at all those open doors—keep going. Life is a labyrinth, and those doors won't stay open forever... but if you choose the wrong door, you can always go back and try again. But you won't have to... I have faith in you Sora."

I smiled up at him and threw my arms around his neck, hugging him as tightly as I could. I had initially planned on kissing him, but I knew I would regret that. I didn't love Taichi. I didn't. Did I?

"Taichi!" A voice called as I pulled away from him. "Come here!"

"One second Sora," Taichi told me, "I'm needed." He grinned and patted me on the shoulder before running toward the sound of the voice.

I stood alone then, in the darkness surrounded by cars as the cool winds blew toward me.

"Sora?"

I jumped at the sound of the voice, and as I turned I found myself deflating from the high that Taichi had put me on. "Hello, Yamato."

"You look nice." He said slowly. He was standing in a grey suit, his arms folded behind his back. His blonde hair was spiked the way he would have it done while performing on stage.

"As do you." I said as formally as I could. "The lack of leather jacket works for you." He grinned and pulled his hands out from behind his back. He was holding a leather jacket in his hands. I smiled a little.

"At least it's a new one." He joked.

"I really have to go," I told him, turning to leave, unable to stand there and talk to him casually with the amount of awkward that was swimming between us. I knew I'd end up crying.

"I'm sorry." Yamato said for the millionth time. "I'm sorry I turned evil—but it wasn't my fault. It was Fanglongmon's fault."

"You said Fanglongmon never had any influence on you." I said.

"Sora..." Yamato whispered. "I'm sorry."

"I know you're sorry." I told him, turning around sharply. "I get that you want me to forgive you. But how can I? You snuck around behind my back and joined the dark side on your own free will and refused to listen to reason."

"Well when you put it that way..." Yamato muttered.

"What other way is there?" I asked.

"Well—"

"That was a rhetorical question." I told him with finality. "I'm sorry too though."

"For what?" He asked.

"For not explaining things to you, and for not making it clear." I said. "I need space. And time to forgive you. I don't know if there's any future for the two of us... but until you give me the space I need, I'll never know. I will never understand why you did what you did—but I'm sure you have a perfectly good reason." He tried to speak, but I cut him off, "I don't want to know your reason. But I know it's there... Yamato... I need you to go."

He nodded, and turned to leave, but as he was walking away he looked over his shoulder and said "I love you."

I didn't respond, and instead just watched him walk away. I heard someone coming behind me, and figured it would be Taichi, but as it got closer I heard that it wasn't footsteps...

"Sora..." Rei said, wheeling her chair next to me. "Are you alright?"

"Did you just listen to all of that?" I asked her, feeling my face turning red.

She nodded, "Sorry, it was hard not to. I'm waiting for my brother to come, and you were right there, and—"

"Rei, it's okay." I told her with a smile. "Do you think I'm being too harsh on him?"

"No..." Rei said, "I think you're being totally reasonable."

"Good... because for a while there, I thought that maybe—"

"Although." Rei cut me off. "I'm going to share with you something, okay?" I nodded. "Sometimes, when someone does something wrong, they're not the one at fault."

"You're saying it's my fault that he turned evil?" I asked, a strange emotion mixed with confusion sadness and anger, boiling inside of me.

"No, I'm not saying that at all." Rei said, "That was entirely his fault. But perhaps, the issue now, isn't the deed, but the unwillingness to forgive." I relaxed a little, and tried to process what Rei was saying. "He keeps saying that he's sorry... maybe he is."

Maybe Rei was right... perhaps it was my fault... but I wasn't ready to forgive him just yet. I couldn't forgive him... not for that. No. That's exactly what Rei was saying—unwillingness to forgive. I had to try.

"Do you have paper and a pen?" I asked Rei sharply.

"Of course I do." She smiled, pulling out a clipboard and a pen with a heart on the end of it. "It's my emergency cupid clipboard. I help my friends get together—I'm known as somewhat of a matchmaker."

I smiled as she handed me the board and the pen. "I wish my friends would do that to me. I've been trying to get Taichi a date forever. I got Koushiro and Mimi together, and helped Jou with his problems with Momoe—it's only a matter of time before all the couples are the way I want them..."

"Sounds like you've got an evil plan of your own." Rei laughed. "So who do you see yourself ending up with?"

My first thought was Yamato. The moment she said it, I could see us, standing together, watching our children open presents under the Christmas tree as he moved toward the piano to play a song. But then I thought Taichi... and I could see myself watching him and the kids play soccer together... I thought about Koushiro even, but I wasn't too pleased with the outcome of that one. I could never see myself liking Koushiro that way anyway.

"I don't know." I told her as I turned to the clipboard, and flipped through the first few pages which were covered with names and graphs and lists of likes and dislikes of all of her friends. I found a blank page and began to write.

Yamato, I'm sorry I've been so cold and pushy lately. I don't mean to push you away—I know that I'm in the wrong, shutting you from my life completely. We were friends before we started dating, and we should be friends after. I just need a little bit more time. And then we can see what happens. I realized recently that I need to forgive you, and so I'm going to try, but I'm not there yet... I hope you understand... and I love you too. Sora.

"I'll be right back." I told Rei, taking the page from the clipboard, and handing that, and the pen back to her. I folded the paper into three and ran after Yamato who was talking to Takeru. He was wearing his leather jacket now, and even though I was still really mad at him, I had to admit that it looked really good on him.

"Sora?" Takeru asked, causing Yamato to turn around quickly.

"I... want to give you this." I told him, holding out the letter I'd just written.

"What happened to needing space?" Yamato asked.

"Please just take the letter..." I told him.

"I'm sorry, but I can't take any more of the rejection Sora." He said flatly. "Through phone calls, text messages, in person, and now in written form... I can't do it."

I stepped forward and put it in the pocket of his jacket and looked up to him and tried to smile. When that failed, I turned and walked away as quickly as I could without making it look like I was running. When I found Rei again I turned to her, my head spinning. "Can you use that magic clip board of yours and get me a boyfriend?"

"What about Yamato?" Rei asked, looking between the two of us.

"To forgive him, I need to move on." I voiced words I didn't know had been floating around in my head.

"Yeah sure..." Rei smiled, pulling out her clipboard again, "I have... fifteen boys on this list—well fourteen. One doesn't count."

"Why doesn't one of them count?" I asked her, trying to see her list, as she pulled it closer to herself.

"One of them... well it's—"

"There you are Rei!" An accented voice said.

"My brother Neo." Rei finished as we both turned to see who had spoken. Neo was tall, with pure white hair. He was wearing rather casual clothes, a plaid shirt and jeans. But the colour of the plaid didn't go with his skin tone... I could help him with that...

"Oh, who is this?" Neo asked, stepping forward and passing Rei, and holding his hand out. I gave him my hand, ready to shake his, but he brought my hand to his lips and kissed it.

"I-I'm Sora." I said, my face turning red.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Sora," Neo grinned. "Sorry about the hand thing—that's how I was raised to greet pretty women."

I felt my face turn even redder as I tried to avoid eye contact with his big blue eyes.

"Sora..." Neo said, "That's a pretty name. Oh—how rude, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Neo Saiba. Though you likely already know that, having my sister as a friend. I'm sure she talks about me a lot."

"I don't actually." Rei said flatly, "Come on Sora, let's go find Taichi." I nodded in agreement. Neo was very over the top flirting with me, but I honestly couldn't say that I didn't like it. He was cute, and nice, and my friend's brother—it was perfect!

"We have to go home actually," Neo said, "Rei, mom is looking for you everywhere."

"You were supposed to cover for me." Rei growled.

"I did!" Neo insisted, "I put one of your toy dolls in your old wheelchair. I don't know why she didn't buy it..." He was joking of course. Rei groaned but couldn't hold back a smile, and I found myself in the same situation.

"I have to go Sora," Rei said, "See you another time?"

"Definitely." I told her with a smile as she began to wheel backwards, spinning around so her brother could take the lead and push her to their ride.

"It was very enchanting to meet you Sora," Neo smiled.

"Likewise." I said, finding myself picking up the accent Neo had. Soon though, Neo had taken his sister, and left. He glanced over his shoulder at me but turned back quickly when he saw that I was watching him.

"Sora!" Taichi's voice said, pulling me from my gaze. He was standing next to me. "I found you!" He laughed, "Sorry about that, apparently Mimi had the keys to Koushiro's car, so I had to help him find a ride home since it was my fault that Mimi left in the first place."

"It's okay." I told him with a smile, "Ready to go home?"

"Absolutely," Taichi grinned, putting his arm around my shoulders and leading me toward his car again. But I couldn't help myself as I looked over my shoulder for Neo, but he was gone. I could see him and me standing with our children in a clean, fancy home, as I made lunches for them and as Neo played with them happily... I hoped to see him again soon.