Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon in any way. I'm just writing this fic for my own entertainment (and hopefully others' too). No money is being made from this.

It's me again.

I've had this idea in my head ever since I finished Limits of Friendship, but I needed to add a bit more before I could write this. Hence Rosebuds and Vines.

This is a bit more angsty than LoF, but not that angsty. This happens three years after graduation (for Tai and Yama) which means five years after they got together in LoF. I think that's all you need to know. Anything else will probably be addressed in the fic.

For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about a few warnings. This is YAOI and, more specifically, TAITO. That mans Matt and Tai in a sexual relationship. Don't like, then leave.

Uh, I think that's about all.

Hope you all enjoy.

Realities of Friendship

Prologue

/Attention all passengers. We are beginning our decent. Please return to your allocated seats and fasten your seatbelts for landing. Thank you./

A man sighed moodily as he heard the announcement over the intercom. He buckled his seatbelt and stared out the window into the endless blue sky. It was so beautiful and serene, almost perfect.

He looked away.

Perfection.

There was imperfection within perfection. Nothing could ever be perfect, which is what makes everything so perfect.

Unless, of course, you fail to realise this and give perfection up.

He sighed moodily again and looked to the side as he noticed a flash of movement beside him.

A young boy had climbed up onto the seat next to him and sat staring at him in awe. Big chocolate eyes stared intently at him and short tufts of hair sprung out in all directions, making him stare back in curiosity at the boy.

He smiled wryly at the small child. "Hey there little guy, where's your parents?"

The child cocked his head to the side and cooed, then shook his head in answer, making him smile again.

"Well, maybe we should go find them." He went to go pick the boy up when a breathless woman ran over.

"Have you seen … oh! Suki, honey, there you are!" The woman picked up the small child and held him close to her smiling brightly at her son. "I've been looking everywhere for you. You're a naughty boy to be running off and bothering this poor young man." She turned towards him with a grateful smile, saying, "I'm sorry he bothered …"

The woman trailed off and her eyes grew wide as she realised who she was addressing. She blushed slightly.

"Oh, I'm really very, terribly, awfully sorry, I really want to make it up to you somehow."

He smiled gently. "Really, it was no bother. I'm kind of glad. This little guy brought me out of my brooding."

The woman blushed again. "Oh."

"So, what's this little guy's name anyway?"

"Suki." She smiled fondly at her child.

"He's adorable." He smiled. "He reminds me of someone I know from here."

"Really? Someone you knew?"

"Yeah, from my past." His eyes grew a bit distant and his fingers sought out a chain at his neck almost unconsciously. Then he looked back at the woman and child and flashed a brilliant smile again. "But I'm sure you don't want to hear about that."

"I guess not." The lady shifted her son on her hips. "I should be getting back to my seat. It was very nice to meet you."

"The pleasure was mine."

The woman was about to move away when she suddenly hesitated and looked back, a question in her eyes. "Do you think I could get —"

"No problem." He smiled and took out a pen and piece of paper. "Who should I make it out to?"

She smiled. "For Suki, so he can have something special to remember."

"Sure." The man wrote a short message to Suki and signed his name with a flourish. "There you go."

"Thank you so much." She smiled and waved. Suki waved also, mimicking his mother. The man waved back also then lowered his hand as he noticed something glint.

He followed his hand down to his lap and stared at the engraved gold ring on his finger. His other hand came up to his throat again and he wove his fingers around a gold chain and pendant dangling there.

"Perfection," he whispered and a single tear fell from his pain-filled sapphire eyes onto his pale clenched hand.

AN: So how was that? Hmm, I wonder who that man was and who Suki reminded him of. J hope you enjoued.