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A story by Elle


Warning: This story contains Shounen Ai content, or "slash", whatever you call it. Meaning male/male relationships. If the thought of two men together makes you uncomfortable, you're free to leave.

Disclaimer: I do not own digimon. I just use their characters for my own twisted puproses.

This was a story that I started about a year ago but I never got around to really completing it. I think it was the first real Digimon fanfic I wrote. The plot is basically the same tired plot used before: Tai loves Matt, but he loves Sora. Or he thinks he loves Sora, blah, blah, blah. You know how it goes. I think it's crap and not really worth continuing. I just posted it up here to see what people thought of it.

1: Is It Enough...

Twenty two year old Yamato Ishida stared out into space, sitting in his living room. He looked at the end table next to him and saw a picture of he and the other digidestined and smiled. He was only a child back then. Saying his childhood wasn't normal was an understatement. Before he was seventeen, he stayed in a strange world meeting equally strange creatures with a group of kids he barely knew for ten months and saved two worlds from total destruction. To be honest, if it wasn't for the Digital World, he probably wouldn't have even considered on being their friends. He was the "self-proclaimed cool one" and a loner. He was thankful that he got stuck in the Digiworld. Of course there were bad times, but if he had never been stranded there, he wouldn't have met the others. They were wonderful people. One person more wonderful than others...Yamato shook his head, as if it could help erase those ideas.

Arms slipped around his neck, and a head rested right next to his, making Yamato slip out of his thoughts. He sighed and leaned back a little, combing his fingers into the soft dark hair of his companion.

"What are you thinking about?" a voice said softly into Yamato's ear.

"The past," said Yamato, looking at the picture.

Twenty two year old Sora Takenouchi walked around the couch and sat next to him, "We did have quite a few adventures, didn't we?"

Yamato put his arm around Sora's waist as she leaned against his shoulder. "Yes, we did. Not every twelve year old kid can say they've saved the world. Twice."

Sora laughed a little, "No. We did have a great past, but I'm sure we're going to have an even greater future." She took Yamato's left hand, which had a gold ring on the ring finger, and placed it on her stomach.

"Yeah," Yamato whispered, looking at his left hand on Sora's stomach. All of this happened so quickly. He and Sora had been going out off and on ever since they were sixteen. They only started to become really serious eight months ago, when they moved into an apartment together. Then all of a sudden, less than a week ago, Sora became pregnant. Yamato proposed to her a couple days after that. He wasn't about to let his child be raised without a father. He could spend the rest of his life with Sora. They hardly fought at all, not like his parents. He could still remember their fights, the yelling, screaming, cursing, throwing of objects while he and his younger brother, Takeru, were crying in their room. He wasn't about to let his child go through the same thing.

"But are those the right reasons?" a voice in his head said to him. Yamato ignored that voice and the nagging feeling in him. Yes, they were the right reasons. Sora made him happy, he loved her. He said it to her every chance he got, and he didn't feel what he said was false. Sora was such a kind and gentle person, that was what drew him to her in the first place. Yes, he loved her, he knew that for a while now. "I love her," he thought to himself. "I *do*."

"Matt?"

Yamato looked at his fiance, realizing she was speaking to him. "What?"

"I said I wonder how the others are doing. We haven't seen some of them in years."

"Yeah," Yamato said softly. "It's been too long..."

"Matt, what's wrong?" Sora asked, concerned. "You seem a little out of it, are you sick?"

"No, I'm just thinking about us," he said, not telling the whole truth.

Sora smiled and snuggled closer to her fiance, "I've been thinking about us, too. Oh, Matt, I'm so happy. You've made me so happy."

"I'm happy, too," Yamato whispered ignoring that voice in his head.

"But is it enough...

End ch.1