A/N: I no own.

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A few hours later, all four were in the kitchen, eating and chatting like normal friends. After a bit of silence, Taichi had seemed to embrace the fact that Yamato was the father wholeheartedly, and figured it could have been worse.

Yamato didn't mind Taichi spending the night, and Takeru was staying over anyway. The subject wasn't brought up until Taichi had had a shower and was running around in just a towel while his clothes were washed and dried.

The box and it's contents were accidentally stepped on, and everybody seemed to lapse into silence.

"Well," Hikari said at last. "Tie to prove it, I suppose." She bit her lip, grabbed The Box, and rushed to the bathroom.

The results were clear.

She was indeed having Yamato's baby.

"I still can't really believe that I'm going to be an uncle," Takeru said, in an attempt to lighten the somehow foggier mood. Seeing that it wasn't going to work, he sighed softly and sat down. "What are we going to do about the others?"

"No," Hikari groaned. "I don't want to face them."

Silence.

"I'll tell the younger Digidestined," Yamato said. "since they're, you know, less extremely familiar with me."

"Does that leave me with the older Digidestined?" Takeru asked. "I guess so."

Tai rubbed Hikari's back, sat down next to her, and held her. "I'm going to tell Daisuke alone and personally." He said. "And since I'm feeling so generous, I might as well tell the Younger Digidestined instead of Yamato. Because he is the father and all, he has a harder job of letting his parents know."

Takeru suddenly groaned. "No, I forgot, we were all going to have a get together picnic tomorrow..."

Taichi, Yamato, and Hikari groaned too. "No," Hikari muttered. "I'm sleeping in. I can't go."

"You don't have to," Taichi said immediately. "This is when we tell them, okay? Yamato, you tell your parents, I'll grab the youngers, without Daisuke, Takeru will handle the olders, and I'll take Daisuke on a walk with me. those that understand and support are our friends, and those that don't are buttheads that don't deserve the right to be Digidestined."

"Tai uses his brain."

"As long as I can sleep in."

"Okay."

There was a bit of silence. The phone rang, and everybody jumped.

It rang again, and Yamato went over to answer it. "Ishida residence, how may I help you?"

Taichi snickered.

"Um. Oh yeah, he's here. Sorry, we had a big mix up on the way back and he must have forgotten... no, no, it's okay. Would you like to talk to him? No? okay," Yamato didn't bother to move the receiver at all. "Taichi, your mother wants to talk to you."

Hikari stiffened, and Tai jerked to his feet. He went over and took the receiver away.

"Okaasan? No, I'm fine. Well, Duh; how old is your baby boy, again? What was it? oh, I forgot. Around seventeen perhaps? No, I'm not being sarcastic. What makes you think I'd be mad at you? no. by the way, is Hikari there? I want to tell her something really cool. Oh. Well, where is she?" Taichi frowned into the phone.

Takeru, Yamato, and Hikari all watched intently.

"I thought you never allowed double nights? No, you wrote it down on the fridge was I was seven, remember? It's still there, Okaasan. Uh-huh. Well, strangely enough, I was just talking to Miyako today. Hikari wasn't with her, she didn't even mention Hikari at all. though she did say her parents were leaving her alone for tonight. Some business trip thing. Oh? Well, how many friends has Hikari got who's names start with 'Mi'? Mimi? Ah, she's in America, Okaasan. Um, that would be pronounced 'Soar-uh' and Sora is also away. what? Nah, you must be making excuses. What? I don't know why you'd make excuses for Hikari's absence; like, you raped her or beat her up or *disowned* her, right? Geeze, mom, you don't have to get hysterical on me! whatever. Um, no. I grew out of that when I was twelve. Whatever. Yeah, sure."

He clicked the phone off, glared at it for a moment, then slowly hung it back up. After a moment, he looked at the trio.

"She misses you," he said quietly. Hikari shook her head, and stood up. "I'm going to bed," she said softly. " "Yamato ?"

"Go ahead," Yamato said. Hikari gave them all a hug, then left. Yamato breathed out slowly.

"I can't believe, that my own parents would even think..." Taichi whispered. "they were always the sensitive type, you know?" he sighed, looking at his feet. "whatever. I'm going to bed, too."

"You can have my dad's room he isn't home," Yamato said. Taichi gave him half a smile, then left as well. Yamato collapsed at the table and held his head in his hands. Takeru sat next to him.

"Stress getting to you?" he asked softly. Yamato nodded, closing his eyes.

"How could I be so stupid?" he asked aloud. "I knew it was wrong, I knew Hikari was underage..." he shook his head and breathed out long and slow.

"I'm going to guess that you and Hikari-chan are going to be really sressed out from here on in. babies are no picnic at the beach, and you have to get married as soon as possible." Takeru seemed to think this over. "No, I take that back. You only marry for love."

Yamato took the hint, and hid his face in his palms. "Yes, Takeru," he muttered darkly. "I love her. She means more to me than anything else in this universe."

"Have you told her that?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Too awkward. Besides, she's scared and hurt and confused right now. She needs friendship right now more than she needs love. I want her to work out her own feelings for herself before I tell her anything."

Takeru didn't say anything for a moment. "Well, okay then. Good night. And I take it I'm stuck with the couch?"

"It won't kill you."

"No, but the monsters under it will bite me."

Yamato gave a small smile. Takeru clicked off all the lights and locked the door and windows before settling down on the couch, where Matt's pillow and blankets from the night before were still ruffled. Yamato stayed in his position for a while, then let his head touch the table and he waited a moment. After making a cup of coffee, which he never got around to drinking, Yamato sat back at the table and buried his head in his arms.

'Oh God,' he thought. 'what have I done?'