Two weeks after his meeting with Yamato, Daisuke found himself sitting in a ramen shop, pondering the meaning of life. Ha! Yeah right. He didn't have time for that,he still had to figure out fractions. Without Ken around that much anymore, Daisuke was slowly failing and his parents were making him get a job, just in case, they said.

Daisuke pursed his lips, glaring down at the job application in front of him as he slurped up some noodles. 'Joe's ramen shop' it read at the very top in bright red letters. Well... it was start, maybe not the fanciest job a guy could get, but it would have to do. At least he didn't have to be finished with college to get this job. Hell, he wasn't even out of high school yet. Maybe he never would be. Damn school, it was such a bore. Daisuke really couldn't see where he would need to draw a pie chart in hislife after school. Or when he would need to know when America became a free country. He didn't even live in America, for crying out loud!

He was starting to think that eating and filling out the job application was not his best idea. Not that he was ever really paying any attention to the application or his ramen in the first place, his mind was elsewhere.

Yamato. He had become a pale shadow of the former Yamato that used to make Jun faint at the thought of him. It was like the life had been sucked out of him,and Daisuke was rather sad to see it go. He had never known Yamato like the older kids did, but he seemed to be the kind of person that attracted people to him like moths to light. People like that were few and far between. There was something about him that reminded Daisuke of Ken, the whole lone wolf thing. And just like Ken, Yamato had opened up to someone else and formed a friendship that saved the digiworld. But Yamato had chosen some bitch over Taichi, (Daisuke was damn well positive of something between them in the past now.) Just like his Ken-chan.

No. Not his. You need to stop torturing yourself Daisuke. Miyako won. She gets to keep Ken to herself.

Lucky bitch.

"Yo, Motomiya-kun." A soft tenor came from behind him, making Daisuke jump and drop his bowl of ramen to the table, spilling it. Tilting his head back, he scowled at Yamato from upside down.

"Bastard!" Yamato smiled down at him and flicked him sharply on the nose.

"Yeow!!! What the hell?!" Daisuke sat forward, rubbing on his nose, "Is that any way to treat a friend?!!" Yamato chuckled and pulled a chair out, flipping it around so he could sit backwards in it.

"When did we decided that we were friends, pest?"

Daisuke made a face and stuck out his tongue.

"Someone is PMSing."

Yamato shook his head and smiled. "Mou... not really, that is Sora-chan's job. I just went out for a walk so I wouldn't have to listen to her complain." Daisuke giggled softly at that, smiling broadly at Yamato as he moped up he spilt ramen.

"I was wondering why the great Yamato Ishida would grace me with his presence." Daisuke crumpled up his ramen stained application and tossed it into the earest trash bin. Yamato leaned back in his chair and studied Daisuke intently, smirking.

"Bad luck I guess. I was looking for Taichi..." Yamato trailed off, now refusing to meet Daisuke's eyes. Daisuke blinked, mouth working like a fish out of water. Yamato was going to do as Sora had told him?! Just blow Taichi off? Daisuke stood up suddenly, toppling his chair over and slamming his hands into the table.

"WHAT?!! You're not honestly thinking about doing what that bitch told you to do? How do you think Taichi is going to feel?!"

Yamato glared at him sharply and casually lifted himself from the chair.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Just mind your own business, Motomiya." Yamato's voice had a chilly air to it, making Daisuke pause for a moment. Baka! What the hell is wrong with you? It is none of your business... But Taichi...

"Don't do it Yamato-san." Daisuke pleaded softly, begging Yamato with his eyes, "Don't just throw Taichi-kun out of your life." Yamato paused at the door, and looked over his shoulder at Daisuke. There was a pained look in his eyes that vanished almost as fast as it had come.

"Mind your own business." Yamato pushed open the door and was gone.

Daisuke stared at the door for a few moments, before grabbing his jacket and pushing open the door himself. why was he planing to follow Yamato? Even he wasn't sure.

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Yamato pulled up the collar of his coat and sighed. Damn that Daisuke. Who the hell did that little pest think he was?! 'Too bad he was right, ne?' Yamato snarled and picked up his pace. No! He had to do this, he loved Sora and Taichi wouldn't let him leave. He had cornered Yamato a few days ago, teary eyed, and begged him to say that it was all a joke, that this thing between him and Sora was just a sick joke.Yamato closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath. He had to find Taichi now, before this tore him apart.

He couldn't choose Taichi over Sora. no matter how much he wanted to. It was Taichi or his family, and he needed his family.

Now. If he were Taichi, where would he be?

The soccer field.

Yamato paused for a moment looking up at the cloudless sky. He was stalling, and he knew it, but he didn't want to do this. He wanted Taichi in his life, he was his best friend. Yamato closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I love you Yama-chan.

I love you too Tai.

Yamato cursed softly, pushing the memories back and started to walk.

He needed to get this over with as soon as possible.