Title: Hanging on the Moment
Rating: PG-13 (There is a few suggestive things in here.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Warning: CONTAINS YAOI. Yamato and Tai are in love, and if that
disgusts you, I would suggest that you skip this story. There is
also major SORATO content. Ok?

Part II: Yamato's POV

Today, I got married, and said goodbye to the love I once
knew.

I look over to my bride, who has a huge smile on her face. I
return her smile. She is still in her wedding dress, which makes her
look very beautiful. We're supposed to live happily ever after now,
Sora and I.

Oh God, Tai, what have I done? I always wanted to live
happily ever after with you, never anyone else. But here I am all
because of that stupid man!

I look around the room expecting to see him standing happily
with the rest of our friends, but then I suddenly remember that Mimi
and himself left to get something at his apartment before the
reception began.

I still love him with all my heart. There is nothing else,
but now I'm married so there has to be something else. I can feel my
heart breaking all over again, but I know that Sora and I will be
happy.

Did I do the right thing? It's a question that I have asked
myself everyday.

I did it for him. I couldn't be selfish. I had to give him
up. He would of never left me even if it was for his own good. Stupid
Tai, he was so stubborn. I couldn't let him sacrifice everything
for me. He would've hated me in the end if I hadn't done it.

But we were so happy together.

FLASHBACK

It was several years ago when he shoved a note in my hand.
Out of curiousity, I quickly unfolded the not before the picture was
taken.

Yamato,

I really like you as more than a friend. Please don't kill me.

Tai.

Holy shit.

"Five" The countdown for the picture began

Oh my God, this is not happening.

"Four"

Impossible.

"Three"

I clenched the note in my hand.

"Two"

I steal a glance and see a brightly grinning Tai.

"One"

Tai likes me. Realization washes over me.

"Cheese!" I hear everyone cry.

END FLASHBACK

I remove the small piece of paper from my pocket, and stare
at it mournfully. It's so pathetically sweet. So Tai…

I can't count the number of times that note caused me to
smile, and I still remember the day Tai approached me after the
picture was taken.

I can only smile sadly because I gave it all up.

FLASHBACK

When the realization washed over me, I could only smile. I wanted to
jump Tai, and shower him with kisses. However, given the current
situation jumping him, I decided, was inappropriate.

After a few minutes of what looked like deliberation, Tai finally
approached me, and I couldn't help but notice the nervousness in
his stride. I found it mildly amusing that the former holder of the
Crest of Courage would be squirming over little ol' me.

For a moment, I thought it would be good to have some fun with Tai,
but the look of desperation in his chocolate brown eyes was too much
for me. Something told me that if I toyed with him, then he would be
crushed. So instead, I simply contented myself with admiring his
athletic form.

"Hey" He mumbled almost inaudibly. Shit, he was nervous, I
was going to have to take the initiative.

"Tai, we need to talk."

"Let's go for a walk." He said loud enough for everyone
to hear, but in a tone that indicated that no one else was welcome.

"Okay." I managed to croak out.

The walk was peaceful, and I couldn't help but notice that the
farther we got away from the cabin the more the looks of longing
between us grew. Tai's usual cheerful demeanor was slowly
replaced with a need that sent pleasant up my spine because I know
that the look on my face mirrored his.

The air was full of anticipation, and I knew that in any moment my
life was going to change. Until then, however, I contented myself
with picturing Tai in various erotic positions.

Finally, when it was all too much to take, I just stopped mid-stride
in the center of the under-used path. Tai looked at me curiously at
first, but that look soon turned into something more, and before I
knew Tai was melting in my arms.

We clung to each other, then. Our bodies pressed up against each
other in a silent confession of our mutual feelings. His head was
buried in my neck and my hands unconsciously moved to tangle
themselves in his untamable mane of hair.

Every dream, I had dreamt of Tai could now be fulfilled. I was
completely overwhelmed and pulled away from him just enough so that I
could gaze into his entrancing eyes.

I can't say when our lips met, but when they did I couldn't
pull away. The kiss was deep and passionate as each of us battled for
control. It was the most exhilarating feeling I had ever
experienced.

Tai pulled away first, breathless. "Yama," He breathed
desperately.

The sound of his voice was too much for me, and I pulled him down to
ground with me. He was so beautiful and he was mine, and in our
clumsy lovemaking, I told him that over and over again.

END FLASHBACK

The passion in his voice is the thing I remember most from that
day. "I love you, Yama." He told me as we shared in the
post-cotial bliss. I think, I almost cried as he said the words that
I had so desperately longed to hear. It's a beautiful thing when
your dreams become reality.

Now, that I look back on it. I realize how naïve we were in
believing that we could make it as a couple. He always believed that
we could make it work. I didn't. I couldn't let him give up
everything he had ever dreamed for so that I could have him. It
would've of been very selfish of me.

"Yama?" I whirled around at the use of his pet name for me
only to realize that it was Sora not Tai.

"Don't call me that." I say a touch defensively but
enough to stop her from ever using it again. Only Tai could
call me that.

"Ok," She says taken aback, after all, it's not the first
time she used the name. Nevertheless, she then smiled and kissed
me. "How are you doing?"

"Fine," I say and then to reassure her, I kiss her on the
forehead. "Just a little tired." I wrap my arms around her
waste and she smiles.

I've learned to fake it although I think she does notice that
I'm not all hers. She had clearly accepted it.

"The reception is starting so, so we should leave now."
It's a suggestion and I smile.

"I love you."

I cannot help but frown at her simple declaration of love because I
don't feel entirely the same way. She is simply the runner up,
but I've learned how to fake it, so I smile again and fake it.

"Ditto."

TBC.

Was that OK? There will be two more parts to this story unless
it's terribly crappy, but I'm quite intent on finishing it.
The first two parts are background for what's going to happen at
the wedding reception. Ok? Anyway, feedback of any sort would be
much appreciated.