Brand new ficcy!! Brand new ficcy!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! I know, I know. I *really* should be working on the next chapter to 'A Walk To Remember' but this story idea just popped into my head. So I typed it up!! Now I have three fics to work on. This one, A Walk To Remember and Difference. Two Digimon and one original. All three SLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I really like those story idea's and so the uploading of chapters will be slowed down even more!! Wait that's not a good thing. Uh sorry. But what can I say. My muses like to keep me jumping to and from stories. Blame Shido!! (He's one of my three muses. Shido is a skitzo that gives me all these different idea's for stories and then the other two take over. My lovely Duo muse and Bha, which btw stands for Broken Hearted Angel.) I hope you like this all the same. It's really long (for me) so don't expect every chapter to be this long. I just wanted to get the whole day in one chapter. Expect more by next week or the week after. Same goes for A Walk To Remember. Read and review please.

Discalimer: Digimon is not mine!!! I wish it was though. I could have fun with the bois!! Go Yamachi!! Go I Have No Idea How To Spell The Word For Joe And Izzy!! (sry their Japanese names escape me right now as does the word for their pairing. Is it Jyoushirou? Or something different? I don't know *-_-*)

Staind lyrics!! I love Staind!!! But not as much as I love Gackt!!!! Go Gackt!! GO!!!

Warnings: AU, Yamato angst, I don't know what else I'm going to put in. Oh Yamato doesn't have TK as a little brother. He has little nine-year-old sister named Kira (the name of my future daughter!). I'll add more as I write this.

Untitled (unless all you nice people give me idea's) by Aloh Dark

I'm starting in a new school tomorrow. That should scare me, shouldn't it? I should at least be nervous, right? It's amazing that I'm not. But then again my life in school won't be much different when they find out. I mean the only reason that I was hated and despised in my last school was because I'm gay. *Sigh* I guess that was suspected. After all, all the kids at that privet school were uptight assholes. They wouldn't have even known if they hadn't caught me with my now ex-boyfriend. I remember that day clearly.

I had been going out with a boy from the public school across town. He was amazingly sweet and a complete seme. We had many wonderful days together but after *they* found out his father got a job transfer and we had to break it off. And now, after being there for two years, with a year and a half of teasing, my parents finally decided to move. But that came later. The day was the 6 I think. A Sunday maybe. I really can't remember much except that it was still warm and dry even though it was in December. We had decided not to go to the mall and were just hanging out in the woods. We were lying down and my head was rested on his chest. I remember the soft rhythm of his heart. We had been silent for a while before we started to kiss. He'd also had incredibly soft lips. As our kisses became more passionate our need for each other escalated. Soon our shirts were off and I was kissing my way down to undo his pants when we were caught. Eight people from my school, one of which I had classes with found us there. The rumors flew through the school like wildfire and soon spread to the public school. My only regret was that he was hurt by it all. I didn't care what they had said about me. I was used to it. Believe it or not, I've known that I'm gay since I was twelve. I just wish that he hadn't been hurt.

So now I'm starting at a new school. I'm 17 and I don't care that I'm gay. I've had to live with my family hating me for it since I told them when I was 15. Then I dealt a few thousand people hating me for two years. I'm immune to it all. So immune that it seems as if I don't feel a thing. And that is the only good thing to come out of it all.

~~*~~ Next Day ~~*~~

'Well here goes shit' Yamato thought as he drove into the school parking lot. 'You know. I think this is the first public school that the rents have ever sent me too. Maybe they hope that with all the problems public schools have that I'll be overlooked.' He stood outside the school for just a second before going in. He'd never gone to an American school before. It was going to be quite and experience.

Ishida Yamato had grown up in Japan. He'd always been sent to the best schools and was taught English right along side Japanese. When his parents had moved they not only moved away from the town his last privet school resided in but they moved and ocean and across a country away. A fact that amused and offended Yamato.

As Yamato walked in to the building he tried to take note of where doors, signs and posters were so he could fine his way better. He dully noted that to his right was the main office, his first destination of the day. He walked in to the cool room and marveled at the monotonous of the colors. Out in the hallways it was brown and gray but in the office it was brown and gray with one wall that was tan. He rolled his eyes and walked up to the first secretary's desk.

"Hello what can I do for you?"

"Um… I'm new here. I was told I had to go to the main office before class."

"Oh yes. I'll take you to the principal. He has the other new students with him."

"Ok."

They walked around a corner and down a hallway to an open door on the right.

"Here you are. I hope you like it here at Minisink!" She said that so artificially that Yamato nearly replied. But instead he walked into the room.

"Hello young man! What's your name?" 'Look he's trying to make me like him by being nice! Wonder if I should help his delusions or just be myself? Myself!!'

"Yamato. Ishida Yamato."

"Oh, you're the new student from Japan?"

Yamato didn't answer but looked at the other occupants of the room. A young girl, most probably a freshman with bleach blond hair. An older boy that looked like the girl an obvious sibling but he had black hair. And an older boy, a junior or senior, had a look about him that he was expelled from his last school.

"Well I guess that you are since everyone else is here. So firstly, Welcome to Minisink! I know that you will have a wonderful time here and I know that all of you will make friends very fast. Everyone at Minisink is a nice, friendly person." 'Until they find your weakness and then they pounce on you like a bunch of ravenous wolves.'

"I will personally escort you to your first period classes. Now come along." He said this all with such a fake smile that you knew he would rather have someone else do the 'honor' of taking them to class.

In just few minutes the other three were put into their classes and Yamato was left walking the hallway with the principal. Who stopped before room 208. Well here is your class. You are to come here at the beginning of everyday." He then knocked and opened the door as he did with the other students. Except that he actually went in with Yamato.

"Class?" They quieted down and looked at the front of the room, some slower than others as they rushed to finish sentences. "I would like you all to meet Yamto Ishid."

"Actually it's Ishida Yamato."

"Yes, I'm sorry about that. Yamato has joined us from Japan. I hope you all treat him with the respect you show your other students." He nodded to me, then the teacher and left the room.

"Well sir would you like to say something."

With dull eyes he turned to the class and said in Japanese "I'm sure that your limited intelligence makes it so that you can't comprehend my words so I'll say this. I am a crazy foreigner that will kill you one by one if you don't worship me." He then found an empty seat at the back of the room and sat down with his bemused classmates looking at him. Except for one that that sat in the other back corner who sat with a hand over his mouth and his shoulders shaking.

The next four periods went fairly uneventful and he was looking forward to having a good Japanese meal during his fifth period lunch. Unfortunately Yamato was concentrating on his lunch so much that he didn't see the brown haired boy walk up to his table and sit down

"Hello."

Started Yamato looked up. He didn't say anything so the other boy continued to talk.

"I'm Yagami Taichi. I moved here last year and trust me this place is hell."

"Wow thank you for the words of support." He replied sarcastically. He was so distracted by this boy that he didn't even realize that they were speaking to each other in Japanese.

"No problem!" Tai replied. He had a big idiotic smile placed on his face. But unlike all the other smiles Yamato had received so far, this smile was real. "You know, it's going to be great being able to talk to someone in my own language. It's so boring talking to the others because I know them so well. Besides you seem like a mystery and I want to solve that mystery. After all you look like you need a friend."

"Fuck off!" Yamato said. He then got up and left. He had no clue where he was going but he just had to leave.

He heard the other boy running behind him, trying to catch up. "Hey hey hey!! Lets not get nasty!"

"Look," Yamato said as he turned to face the persistent boy. "You came up to *me*! I didn't ask for you to sit down! I just want to be left alone okay? So just beat it!"

"Listen. I know how you feel. It's different in these schools and I just want to help you. I understand what you're going through."

Out of all the sayings in the world the only one that got on his nerve and got him get so angry he borderlined violence was someone saying that they understood what he was going through.

Tai saw fury leap into life in Yamato's eyes as he grabbed his shirt and pulled Tai close. "You. Have NO idea. What I'm going through! So stop being presumptuous!" These words he whispered, his eyes were slits and he emitted fury off his whole being. "SO MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS!!!!!" Yamato screamed this as he let go of Tai and walked off. A lunch over seer came out to see what the commotion was but only found a smiling Tai sitting with his knees tucked under him on the ground.

The rest of Yamato's day fortunately went by without incident. And he drove home fuming. Oh course being in the state that he was in he didn't drive home automatically. He had ended up driving for hours before he walked into his new home.

"Where on earth have you been??"

"Out." Yamato said this with all the hate he felt for his stepmother. Without paying the slightest attention to her yells at him to come back he went up to his room. To tune her out even more he put in his new Staind cd. Upon reaching their new home he had found an American group that he liked very much. A group that was second only to Gackt. He loved their songs and quickly drowned himself in their depressive and anger filled lyrics.

In his third listen through of the cd his dad came pounding on his door. He knew it was his dad just by the sound of the knock. So like the child that he was he stopped the track and got up. He walked over to his cd player and he proceeded to go forward past all the songs to get to 'Waste'. Upon finding his track he then found the exact place he wanted. He tuned the volume up at as loud as it went. He then walked over to the door to heard his dads reaction better. He smirked and hit play.

His dad and stepmother heard him turn the cd off and thought that he was going to be coming out to talk to them. They found that they were wrong when they heard the cd blast a certain verse.

"Well Fuck that

And Fuck her

And Fuck him

And Fuck you"

Again the cd paused and the last line was looped.

"And Fuck You

And Fuck You

And Fuck You"

Repeated over and over again. It got exactly the reaction Yamato wanted. His father was furious. He predictably tried to break the door down but Yamato knew that that would happen. So when he had earlier entered his room he had shoved his dresser in front of the door. His dad may have been able to knock down the door but not both the door and the dresser. After ten minutes of "And Fuck you" playing and his father screaming through the door the cops arrived. They had been called by a neighbor who claimed that the house was disturbing the peace. The closest neighbor was a half-mile down the rode.

Yamato was the first to notice that the police arrived since one of his windows over looked the road. So he quietly excited the room via the other window. He meet up with the cops as they were exiting their car.

"Good evening officers. What can I do for you?"

"What is that? Is that saying"

"It's saying 'And Fuck You' on a loop."

"Why?"

"Because my father pissed me off."

This answer dumbfounded the officers. The boy they saw didn't look very mad, he looked pleasant, as if he didn't really notice the noise.

"He made you mad so you turned on a loop that said 'And fuck you'?"

"Yes."

"How'd he make you mad?"

"He was trying to break down my door. He wanted to talk to me and I don't really feel like talking to him. All he will say are useless metaphors and clichés that have absolutely no meaning to me at all. He would probably then repeat back to me on how he has taken care of me and all of the usual things he says. Then since that would have no effect on me he would then tell me all of my short comings starting with my homosexuality of course since that is after all the basis of all his problems with me."

"Really?"

"Yes now would you like to meet my father? I do believe he is still trying to bust open my door." The cops nodded and Yamato took them inside.

"Open this goddamn door before I break it!! You hear me?! I know you can hear me! Open the goddamn do—"

"Hello we had received a report of a disturbance of the peace and I'm sorry to say that it is true."

"It's our son. He.."

"Yes we know. We talked to him before coming in."

"Well where is he now?" The cops looked puzzled as they saw that no one was behind them. All of the sudden the deafening music was turned off and Yamato opened his door.

"I see you have meet the officers." The pleasant look was gone from Yamato's face and it had been replaced with a look of pure hatred that was directed towards his father and stepmother.

"Listen to me Ya.."

One of the cops interjected before an argument started. "How about we go downstairs and talk this over like rational adults?"

"Why yes of course officers. I can make us some coffee."

"Thank you Ma'am."

The two cops, Ms. Ishida, Mr. Ishida and Yamato all went downstairs into the kitchen to talk about what had been going on.

An hour later the officers left with Mr. Ishida following them in his car to the station so he could pay his fine. Mrs. Ishida had gone to bed complaining that her stepson was going to be the death of her. And Yamato went up to his room to find his little sister fast asleep on his bed.

"Kira."

"…"

"Kira!"

"Hmm? Oh I'm sorry big brother. I just wanted to know what was going on. I there was a cop car in the driveway when I got home." She suddenly looked frightened. "You didn't get arrested or anything? Did you?"

"No, nothing like that. I'll tell you what happened tomorrow."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Ok. Night."

"You don't have to leave. Stay here with me a while."

A giant smile lit her face, which cause Yamato to smile with her. "Will you tell me a story?"

"Sure." Kira suddenly stopped. "What is it?"

"I'll be right back." And she ran out of the room. Yamato was changed into a clean pair of boxers when she returned with a gray stuffed elephant in her arms. "I had to get Ely. He likes the stories almost as much as I do."

"Ok." Kira snuggled up next to her brother underneath the covers and rested her head on his chest.

"What do you want the story to be about?"

"Can it be a story about…"

"About what?" Yamato persisted.

"About mom?"

"Yea. Can do." He then lulled her to sleep with story after story of their deceased mother.

TTFN:: Ta Ta For Now

AN: AWWWW. I loved this!! Oh I'm not gonna be writing a lot for a while. You see my Uncle just died and I need to be with my family for a while. I'll write when I can. Love yall.

Aloh