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God Tai.. what was wrong with you? Taichi scolded himself as he walked back in his house. You should never think about that! EVER! Just because you have a bad day...
It wasn't because of a bad day...
Damnit, how many times do I have to tell you to shut up?
o.O
Sorry... sorry... he paused. Okay, not only am I talking to myself, I'm apologizing to me. I really AM going nuts.
Technically you're not talking...
God, do I try to piss myself off or what?
Taichi realized how rediculous the conversation with his own mind was getting. What the hell had been going on with him recently? Just because he was starting to like his first crush again...
It's not just a crush...
Yes it is. That's all. All it can and will be...
That's what Tai kept telling himself. And, in a way, he was right. His first crush was now married and had kids. He had a wife that was always Taichi's best friend. Yes, HE. But sometimes, Tai felt like just about jumping and killing her. He might have had a chance, but before he could bring it up, she jumped in and stole him.
What are you thinking? You had a chance! Plenty!
I was going to tell him... that day at the concert.
Just like you were going to tell him at camp? Or the second day in DigiWorld? Or how about when you were on the island, Tai? Or when he held your hand when you were going to be shot by the arrows? Oh, oh, here's one. You were dying in his arms. You could have died there, Taichi! And you STILL didn't! what the hell is your problem?
Tai slammed his hand on the table. This was insane! And worst of all, the annoying part of him was right!
But it STILL couldn't happen. Not now. If he had said it 18 years ago, it would be fine. Even fourteen or fifteen ago... but he waited, and lost his chance.
A chance he knew he wouldn't get again.
How many times in the last week had he thought like this? Five? Seven> At least nine... but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get his mind off of the fact of his huge, gaping hole of a mistake.
He sighed, standing up from his spot on the couch he had walked to pretty much out of habit, not even realizing he was headed there.
Everything was like that now. Just a routine. Life wasn't living, it was just a habit.
And, as another habit, he went and got a coffee, standing over the counter as he drank it slowly.
But his routine and thought-cleared mind were interrupted by the doorbell.
He set it down, opening it. And, of all people to be on the other side-- "Yamato.. uh... hey." he looked at the downcast expression on the blonde's face. "Uh... something--wrong?"
Yamato just nodded, shifting in the doorway.
"Oh... uh, sorry, come in."
"Thanks." Yamato muttered, walking in, visibly slumping a bit.
Tai retrieved his coffee, then walked over to the couch, sitting down and motioning for Matt to sit next to him. Yamato complied, sitting down.
"Now, what's eating you?"
Matt looked up, almost shocked. "You mean, she hasn't called yet?"
"Huh?"
"Sora... I figured... she'd want to call you dince you're one of her best friends... she was all... shooken up..."
"About what?"
Matt paused, looking at Tai. "I filed for a divorce."
Tai paused half-way through drinking, just about spurting it out his nose as he coughed. After several seconds of coughing...
"Tai, you okay?"
"**cough** yeah I just **cough cough** didn't expect that **cough**" he waved his hand in front of his face for a second as if it would clear his head again. "Woah." he put down his coffee. "Now... divorce? You two? But you seemed so... happy together!"
Matt looked down. "Correction. Sora was happy." a pause. "Hell... that's the only reason I married her in the first place. One of my best friends loved me and was happy with me... so..."
Tai almost felt like beating his head on the table. 'One of my best friends loved me...'
He might have had a chance if he had said before.
He paused a second. "So... for the past... fifteen years... you've been doing everything to make Sora happy?"
Matt sighed. "Yeah." he pulled his knees up to his chest, an action he hadn't done since their first adventure in DigiWorld, resting his head on his knees. "I knew I couldn't have what I wanted, so... why keep someone else from having what they wanted? Why be so selfish?"
"One, Matt: That wouldn't be selfish. Your whole life is affected by everything. Your life is your life. Two: You could have had, and still probably COULD have, anything you wanted. Back then, everyone knew you as 'Yamato IShida, lead singer for the Teenage Wolves and their Bass Player, the guy all the girls screamed over'. Now you're 'Yamato Ishida, success in life, first man on Mars'. How could you NOT get what you wanted?" Tai reached for his coffee again.
"Because. I just... couldn't..."
"And why not?"
"Because... I... wanted... you."
And this time, Tai DID squirt the coffee out his nose.
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