Disclaimers: I don't own Digimon; I'm just using the characters for my and my muse's entertainment.

Please Come Back to Me by Yaoi Girl

As soon as the program was downloaded from Koushiro's neatly laid-out and organized website, Takeru's eyes lit up as soon as he seen a small flashing dot on the D-3's screen.

He quickly ran out of his room and to the front door, hurriedly pulling his shoes on, stopping as soon as he had picked up the second at the sound of his brother's voice.

"I'm coming with you."

"But someone has to be here if dad calls," Takeru protested. "And besides, I need to find him as soon as I can; I don't want to have to wait for you to catch your breath every ten feet."

Despite Yamato's slim figure and athletic look, he was far from athletic. When he and Taichi race to the brunette's house every Friday after school, Yamato can never keep up with him, and stops about half way to their destination, completely out of breath, and every time, Taichi would come back for him and give him a piggy-back ride to his apartment.

Sighing in defeat, Yamato tossed his brother his cell phone. "Take this."

"Why?"

"Duh. So when you find Daisuke, you can call the police and me so I can tell the others," he said in exasperating, placing his hands on his hips.

"Thanks, Yamato," Takeru mumbled while pulling his second shoe on and running out the door.

"Good luck," the older blonde whispered, watching his brother from his door as the boy ran down the stairs of their apartment building and onto the sidewalk, quickly disappearing into the night.

"Moshi moshi?"

"Hey, Taichi."

"I thought you were going with Takeru and the others?"

"I was, but Takeru told me to stay here; he said I would be too slow, and you know how my father gets when no one is here when he calls to check in with us."

"What's he going to do if he does find him?"

"WHEN he finds him, he'll call; I lent him my cell phone," the blonde said, his voice assuring that his brother would not fail. "How's Hikari doing?"

"She's still running a fever, but at least she's fallen asleep."

"I hope she gets better soon; it's too bad she's not getting to help look for Daisuke like the rest of the second generation Chosen Children."

"Actually, Takeru and Ken are the only two looking for him."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Miyako's in America visiting Mimi, Iori's not allowed out of the house this late, and Hikari's sick."

"Taichi?" Yamato asked nervously.

"Yeah?"

"Why did you say that earlier and hang up so quickly?"

"What did I say?"

"That you would want a distraction from everything if I were missing…"

The brunette gulped. "Well, um… I mean, you are my best friend, so of course I'd be worried about you."

"But…" Yamato stared sadly. "But earlier, you sounded like there was something else besides…well, friendship behind your words. Like you cared more that a…"

Taichi sighed shakily. "Yamato…"

He received no answer, but knew the blonde was still there as he could hear his breathing.

"I think… I think that I'm, well…. I like you, Yamato, as more than a friend, and I'm sorry…"

"Sorry for what? I don't think there's any reason to be sorry, Taichi, because…well, you know…"

"Are you just saying that to not make me feel so bad, or do you mean it?" he whispered shakily.

"I mean it, Taichi."

After that, there was a long and awkward silence until Yamato heard Hikari yelling in pain through the phone.

"Oh, goddess…she's having another nightmare. I'll call you back!" the brunette quickly said as he went to aid his flailing and crying sister.

By the time he got to her room, Taichi seen that she was already awake, bolt upright and pale as a ghost, breathing heavily, eyes wide.

As she broke down crying in her brother's arms, she managed to sob, "They'll be too late! Taichi! They won't make it to him in time!"

"What do you mean? Hikari?" he asked in a panic as he shook his sister.

"I seen it… They'll find him, dead and cold, laying face down in his own blood, his clothes torn, bruises all over his body… He said he'd rather die than feel dirty and used for the rest of his life…"

"How could you see? Is he already dead? What's going on?!"

"I don't know!" she wailed, clutching her brother's shirt tightly as she sobbed into his chest.

Taichi held back the tears, from anger, sadness, confusion, or all three, he didn't know, but he fought them until his sister was sleeping again and he called Yamato back as promised.

After explaining what had happened, Yamato softly asked, "Are you going to alright? Do you want me to come over?"

"I'll be fine," Taichi sniffed.

TBC

::Evil Shuichi laughter:: Woo!!! I finally got around to the next chapter of my story! Now if only I could get around to writing other chapters for my other stories… Blame school! The evil place… taking away my precious fic writing time… Anywho, hoped you liked! R&R onegai!!!!

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