Another Chance

By N.K.

Disclaimer: Digimon is property of Bandai. I don't own the character I'm just using them.

Parings: Taichi x Yamato

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Chapter 3: Thinking it out

Tai cheeks darken as he realized Yamato's hand was encased in his. What the... his hand was covering Yamato's? His brain was slowly processing this fact. He didn't remember this happening. Quickly he jerked his hand away and immediately regretted it. Yamato's hand was warm. The milky skin was silky and the fingers were long, slender and grasped for his. Why did he take his hand away? He closed his eyes with annoyance and put the lonely hand to his head. He was disgusted with himself. All this time while in Yamato's presence he did nothing but act weird. Loneliness was making him act just plain stupid.

Is this how he was with Sora? A selfish jerk with no self control. He really had to stop thinking about himself and concentrate on helping others. He was worrying Yamato and probably even Sora. She still was his friend after all and not seeing him smile would make her feel like it was her fault. It wasn't Sora fault and that what the problem was! "It was my fault she dumped me."

"Taichi..." Yamato watched his friend's height lower in defeat. "Don't be so hard on yourself. Lots of people get dumped. You're not the only one." Yamato sighed exhausted with this merry-go-round of depression.

He stopped abruptly as he spotted a new poster of Yamato outfitted in black from head to toe. Spotlights were highlighting his features pinpointing the velvet skin on his face and hands. The poster purpose was to make Yamato an idol and a god to the teenager girls. He blushed as the poster's beautiful singer effected him as well.

"Yamato..." Taichi could not feel disgust as he stared at Yamato's poster wanting for a strange reason for the real Yamato to stare at him with the warm blue eyes the poster reflected. Damn poster! Yamato doesn't even look like that. Taichi grimaced; he wasn't going to think of Yamato like that.

"Tai...are you okay?" Yamato followed Taichi's eyes to the poster up against the brick wall. He scanned Taichi's movements from the unfaltering stare to a distasteful grimaced. Taichi probably didn't like the poster and he couldn't really blame him. The enhancements done seemed even a little too much for him.

Putting his hand on Taichi's shoulder Yamato tried to strike a conversation from the dazed Taichi. "That poster looks stupid, doesn't it." Yamato held a smile for Taichi as he caught the doe eyed boy's attention. The blue eyes without mercy fixing upon the brown ones. Yamato was demanding in his eyes for Taichi to cheer up.

Taichi stared at Yamato while trying to put the pieces of his life back in place. A few days ago his life couldn't be better. He had good friends, perfect grades and not to mention a pretty girlfriend. What happened? He knew Sora liked Yamato but to what lengths he had never known. All those things that he didn't do for her that she wanted probably helped but it all came down to her liking a better person.

Yamato, who had his own band, that million of girls paid just to see. Who had blue eyes, fair hair that outshined his muddy eyes and dark complexion. A guy who bought a girl flowers instead of barrette for gifts. Yamato probably would make a better boyfriend than he did. When his internal struggle was over Taichi decided to give up. Give up the idea of ever having Sora. Sora liked Yamato and the way he saw them hanging out it seemed Yamato liked...

He couldn't even think of it could he. The whole idea of Yamato and Sora being a couple saddened him. When he tried to think of why, he couldn't come up with anything at all. Was it because he couldn't stand the thought of Sora with someone or was there another reason. All these thought just didn't make sense. The more it puzzled him the more he didn't want to think about it.

His eyes searched Yamato's cerulean ones looking for something, an answer for what he couldn't understand. What he saw bewildered him. A million images of this day playing into his mind hand holding, shoulder touching and blue eyes so feminine and beautiful he had wonder how he had missed them. After thoughts of days forever like this with Yamato. With Yamato who understands...

Taichi blushed, That seemed impossible, was he gay? Yet, he wasn't one to care about sexuality but he had never really been put in that spot either and chances are Yamato would hate him for it. He had something good now. Why spoil it? Why go those extra steps to ruin yourself? Yamato was a friend but seeing him like this, a fallen angel wanting nothing more than a kind smile. His thoughts began to wander to the what ifs and the holding hands, loving embraces they could share. Remembering Sora, his heart broke shattering in his chest. The many pieces, holding dear memories. He had dreams of a beautiful wedding with Sora his bride and raising children until he grew old with her but that really didn't happen and never would. Sora and him were friends before and now its seemed that couldn't even speak to one another. Keeping this friendship was for the best. Yamato was for Sora and he would find some other girl for himself. He would encourage their relationship and be the good friend that Yamato was for him. Yamato smiles weren't for him...

He turned away from Yamato with full understanding of what he meant to do. His lips began to make words which were such filthy lies coming from his mouth. " I'm all right Yamato. No worries!" He faked a smile and looked for the first pretty girl he saw in the street. " Hey I'm totally over Sora." He began to laugh using his shoulder as a rest for his head. "Hey that girl over there looks pretty. I'm going to ask her for her number."

Yamato frowned, he was faking and Yamato knew it. He could see the sadness walled up in Taichi eyes. It angered him how Taichi didn't let him help when he wanted to. He couldn't understand why Taichi had always to be the strong one while he tried but only came out weak. How Taichi could calm his crying with a few simple words. I can' t stand this distance between us. "Stop lying! I heard enough. Tell me what I can do to help you and I will!" Yamato shouted, becoming more vexed with every word he said. While he watched Taichi bow his head and whisper words he never thought Taichi would say.

"Sora likes you, Yamato. She dumped me to be with you. If I could see my best friends be happy that would cheer me up." He didn't look at Yamato. His eyes were watery and so sad to see this new dream explode along with the other. As he cleared his eyes he felt downright crummy. It would make his friends happy and being the leader his friends always came first.

Yamato stood shocked listening to this request. He knew Sora liked him but he never really liked Sora in that way. In his mind someone else appeared. Someone amazing and Sora to him wasn't amazing. She was kind, sweet caring but not what he pictured at all.

He couldn't do it no matter how many times Taichi pleaded. He didn't feel that way about Sora. He was sure he never would. Taichi asking him this made him feel envious and not important even though Taichi didn't say any of these things. It made him jealous because Taichi always had to have the spotlight. People always depended on him. Just because he was the leader in the digital world he thought he has the right to choose their lives. He calmed himself down by telling himself that Taichi just got dumped. He was bound to say something stupid but his temper began to rise when Taichi pushed him with words toward Sora. He felt like he was being pushed farther and farther away from his best friend and Yamato didn't like it at all.

"Come on, Taichi. My house isn't far from here. Let's go" there was no smile this time and it seemed like a command coming from Yamato's lips. "Let's go before our friends arrive." He repeated and didn't grab Taichi's hand as he did before. He only beckoned with his hand in the direction and headed that way, letting Taichi lag behind.