"Dreams That Fall Apart" by Luke's Dragon

Disclaimer

Huge surprise I'm sure but since writing the last chapter I haven't managed to gain ownership of Digimon, so I'd better let you know it isn't mine. I used to own a Mazda 323 like Matt drives complete with broken clock and radio too, but it had to be scrapped when the engine and other vital bits broke too. L

A/N

Apologies for a few errors in chapter I which I've corrected, after kicking my beta reader a few times.

Chapter II- Just Like Anyone

~~~ Motomiya Apartment, 01:15 ~~~

It was late when Davis returned home, feeling more confused than he had done in quite a while, and with everything he was feeling lately that was one hell of an achievement.

The reason was, of course Matt. That seemed to be the reason for everything he was feeling nowadays. Matt and his band had been playing a gig at a local bar and Davis, along with most of the other Digi-Destined had been along just like always for support. Davis remembered back when the band had first started and the entire audience had been TK, Tai, Sora and himself. Oh and Jun and her lunatic friends but everyone tried to ignore them. Tonight there had been more people than Davis could count, although both Tai and Sora were noticeable by their absence. Tai, it was less of a surprise about, Tai and Matt had a major bust up about four years ago and never made it up, Davis had never found out quite what had gone on or why two inseparable friends had fallen out so badly. Tai had gone travelling earlier in the year, he still kept in touch with Davis through the occasion postcard from far-flung places, and according to Kari he was having a great time. Davis wished that he too could up and leave, perhaps it would help him sort his head out.

It was far more unusual for Sora to miss one of Matt's gigs though, in fact Davis couldn't remember the last time she had not been there, certainly whilst they were an item she had been there without fail. Davis noticed these things. It had been obvious for someone as skilled at watching Matt, as Davis was that there was something on the blonde haired singer's mind that had been bothering him all night. Davis hadn't wanted to pry since Matt's usual way of dealing with situations was to lash out at the nearest target and incurring Matt's wrath was the last thing Davis wanted. Therefore Davis had been shocked when after the gig finished and they were all hanging out backstage Matt took Davis to one side and brought the issue up himself. Davis could still remember quite clearly what Matt had said to him, apparently he was concerned that Sora had found someone else. Davis feigned concern, but inside he was doing jumps for joy, even more so when Matt finished off by saying that if she had then he was happy for her since he thought there might be someone else who he was better suited to. Even so it was hard to take knowing that Matt didn't feel anything for him, or any guy for that matter, being so close to him but not being able to do anything about it. Having to fight the urge to grab him tight and tell him everything that he was feeling and then, well he'd quite like to rip all his clothes off and then…

Alright thinking logically about things one conversation where Matt said he was worried about his relationship with Sora did not mean that Matt was going to go running straight into Davis' arms, or that there was any chance that he would want Davis at all. But there was no harm thinking about it. In fact thinking about it was quite nice; hell it was really nice. Davis' mind started to wander on to the pleasant idea that Matt wanted him as he drifted off to sleep with the image of Matt planted firmly in his dreams once again.

~~~ Matt Ishida's Mazda 02:0# (According to the clock on the dashboard) ~~~

Matt wished that he had gotten around to getting his car stereo fixed, traveling in silence might be alright for some people when they needed to think, but he had always liked to sooth his pains with music, still always had his old harmonica in the glove box. He liked to keep it there for relieving stress when he was stuck in traffic queues. Tonight he had driven up the old summer camp where everything had started almost ten years ago. As he pulled into the car park he noticed that the place was deserted, there were no kids here anymore to have adventures, to form friendships, to start growing up. It looked as though it had been abandoned for quite a while, but even so the sense of nostalgia was almost tangible, perhaps more so since there was nothing here apart from him and all his memories. Tucking his harmonica into his jeans pocket Matt walked away from the car park, towards the old cabins, hoping that no passing joy riders would steal his wheels.

Strange how everything was so much smaller than he remembered it being, but then again he had grown in so many ways since he was here last. Was that really true though? Had he changed that much since that day he had been sucked into a strange world filled with things trying to kill him? Had anything really changed since that day he talked with Cherrymon and challenged Tai, or was he the same old person he had always been? Things had been so much easier back then, he had known who he was, and what he wanted out of life. He had wanted to always be there for TK, always be there for all his friends, and to get married have kids, and make a far better job of it than his father had made with him.

So much for that idea, his brother was all grown up now and didn't need him. He had Kari who could be there for him now, and she seemed to make a much better job of it than Matt managed, no matter what he tried he always seemed to end up letting TK down. There were so many times he had promised to spend time with TK and then 'something had came up'. TK hadn't seemed to mind but he still felt bad that his brother was growing up and he seemed to be missing it. That was one of the reasons he enjoyed playing gigs so much, it was as much as anything a good chance to see everyone and spend some time with his brother. TK wrote songs for the band sometimes, Matt was always impressed by his brothers songs, the way he could come up with lyrics was truly impressive, given TK's lack of any musical talents with instruments, his only gripe was they all tended to be love songs. Still Matt wouldn't be surprised if TK grew up to become a writer of some sorts.

The other wish, to be a better father than his own didn't look like it would happen soon, the only girl he had ever cared about was gone. He knew she had said that she was only going to visit friends, but he knew it was over. It had been over for quite a while now and it had been so strange watching what had once been so good slowly dying over a matter of months, watching as a passionate love turned into a monotonous routine. The strangest thing was that he didn't really mind, maybe once he would have given Sora forever, now he was happy to be free. Maybe he too could find someone else.

As he settled down to play a mournful dirge on his harmonica he couldn't help but thinking of friendship and more importantly the one friend who was no longer here for him, the person he once cared about more than anything, the person he had driven away, the person he had once called his best friend. Tai.

~~~ New York International Airport 15:45 Local Time ~~~

Until today Sora Takenouchi had never been on an airplane, she had heard people saying how great air travel was but never had the experience for herself, she had imaged it would be as fun and as free as flying on Birdramon. She had not expected three-hour delays, airsickness, not enough room to move her legs and a meal, which could very well have been cardboard, mixed with rubber. Still it was probably going to be worth all the hassle and discomfort of today so that she could get to tonight. Sora had flown half way around the world for love. Fitting perhaps for the bearer of the crest of love to go on a quest for love, but even so she felt guilty about Matt. It wasn't that she hated him, but she didn't love him and she knew neither of them could be happy living a lie. It would be nice though if Matt understood why she was doing this, he was one of her closet friends after all and she hoped that he would still feel the same way about her after all this came out, she was going to need as many friends as she could find. Falling in love with your best friend was usually a good thing, but she thought maybe people would not be so happy in this case. Still Matt had always told her to fight for what she believed in, so she had taken a huge risk and told her friend what she felt, ran up a huge phone bill calling America and then taken the leap, bought a ticket and flown half way around the word to a country where she couldn't understand a word that was being said, in order to be with the one person she had always loved, Mimi Tachikawa. When Mimi's family had moved to America she had given up what she hoped was just a phase of fancying her best friend like crazy. Maybe that's why she had found comfort in Matt's arms, she didn't like to think that she had been using him all this time, or that everything she had felt for him had untrue. That wasn't the case at all, she cared about him deeply but what they had could never be 'true love' and that was what they both wanted. After undergoing all the formalities of the airport Sora found herself in the arrivals hall, looking around at all the faces she felt a slight sense of panic, briefly wondering if she was doing the right thing, what if she had horrifically misread the situation and Mimi didn't feel the same way as she did, what if she…

All her fears were banished when she saw a sign, in pink writing, covered in glitter that said simply 'Sora Takenouchi'. A girl with pink hair and quite simply the most amazing smile that Sora had ever seen was holding up the sign. Sora grinned like as if she was a little girl again as she ran over to her friend and hugged her tightly, knowing now that she had made the right choice. As they walked towards Mimi's car waiting to take them back to her apartment, Sora just hoped that Matt could make the right decision too.