A/N: Ok, I know I just finished writing the last chapter, but I fell in
love with my own story and started writing chapter two right away! This
chapter might get a little angst-y but im not sure yet. I write this as I
go, I never form whole ideas in my head.
Recap: ok I said my disclaimer in the last chappy, I don't own digimon, I own this fic, if I see it on another site I will track you down, unless of course you give me a lot of feedback, because then I would just be flattered ^_^ Ok, so last, Yamato was in front of the store being beaten up by a lady who thinks he is a thief.
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Yamato whimpered as the lady and her purse beat him. He was curled up into a ball with his hands over his head to attempt at protecting himself. The man that had earlier stepped out of the crowd stepped towards him. "I think ill teach you a little lesson on taking things that aren't yours!" he said. The lady smiled, said "thank you" to him, and left to do her shopping. Yamato looked at the man, a bruise forming on his forehead from where the purse had hit earlier, his eyes wide with fright. If this guy tried to beat him up, he would get more than a bruise on his forehead. He would get a bruise on his health.
The man stepped forward and kicked Yamato lightly, as a warning kick. Yamato whimpered and tried not to look at the man that was going to "teach him a lesson". "What is it? You can't look at me because you know your wrong right?" the man said. Yamato growled, glaring at the man. "What is it? Trying to act tough again?" he asked, trying to mock Yamato, and it working pretty well. Yamato tried to get up, kneeling on his knees, looking at the ground. The man kicked him in the stomach, Yamato not having any control in this fight, fell onto his back, clutching his stomach. Yamato always acted tough, but he as never really the fighting- type person. Yamato reached to his belt, finding his digivice and finding a button that he pressed.
There was a *whoosh* sound as Tsunomon came through the air and landed on Yamato. "I'm so glad to see you Tsunomon." He said to him. The man who was trying to beat up Yamato took one look at Tsunomon, screamed, and ran, letting Yamato stand up. "Im going to be bruised all over." he said, standing up with Tsunomon in his arms. He had a bruise on his forehead from the purse, a bruise on his stomach from an angry man, and bruises all over his arms for trying to protect himself. "And the worst part is that now I have to go buy groceries." He muttered, walking into the store and having all of the people look at Tsunomon and walk to other way. "Well there wont be any lines." he continued to mutter to himself as he walked through the store, getting food like bagels and hot pockets.
He bought the food and started on his way home, Tsunomon not on top of his head, holding a bag with his mouth. "Thanks Tsunomon, I would have been hospitalized if it wasn't for you." He said, showing his appreciation to his digimon. "It's ok Matt, its what I do!" Tsunomon said, trying to talk over the bag.
"Matt! Over here!" someone shouted. Yamato looked over and saw Sora running over to him. 'Oh no! Not now, not while im like this!' he said to himself as Sora stopped in front of him and gasped. "What happened?" she asked, looking at the huge bruise on his head. "I. umm. tripped over a trash can while walking past an alley!" he lied, not wanting to look weak in front of his girlfriend. Tsunomon looked confused as he said "That's not what happe-" he was cut off as Yamato stuffed another bag into his mouth to hold.
Sora just looked up at Yamato and hugged him. "Are you ok Matt?" she asked him, placing a kiss on his cheek to make him feel better. He blushed again, his face becoming redder by the moment. "I am now." he said romantically. "Good!" she said, "because I am expecting to hear what happened in our phone call tonight!" she said cheerily, smiling at him. Yamato just did an anime fall, his bags flying into the air. Sora giggled and waved goodbye as she walked back to her house. "Oh shoot!" Yamato screamed. "I forgot to buy aspirin!" he said, tears pouring down his face.
He gathered his bags up and scurried down the street, on his way home. His head was now throbbing with the combination of the bruise and the headache from no sleep. His eyes started to fizz over as he stared at the mixture of colors, purple, gold, green, and red, swirling around in front of his eyes, as he became light-headed. "Why is this happening?" he asked himself, not noticing he said it out loud. "What happening?" Tsunomon asked him, through the few bags he held in his mouth. "I can't see anything!" he said, holding his hands out in front of him and trying to walk. There was nobody around to help him either. "Where did everybody go all of a sudden?" he asked Tsunomon. Tsunomon just looked around at the now abandoned streets. "I don't know but we have to get you home soon!" he said.
All of a sudden his digivice started to beep and a map flew out of it. "What happened Tsunomon? I can't see it!" he said, trying to find a wall or some kind of solid form to lean against. "It says there's someone with a digivice very close by! Just walk forward a little bit and turn left! That's right! Now just stand here for a moment." Tsunomon said, looking at the map. All of a sudden Yamato heard footsteps and a gasp. "Matt! I didn't expect to see you here!" the familiar voice of Tai rang out. "Taichi, please help, I cant see anything!" he said, grasping at the air in front of him. The colors invading his vision, just swirling around as he became dizzier by the second. Yamato felt a hand on his shoulder and he leaned slightly toward the hand to prevent himself from falling over.
"Are you ok Matt?" Taichi asked, holding him steady with one of his arms, and grabbing the bag in Yamato's hand with the other. "I can't see, I don't know why I just cant! There's just colors and nothingness and I don't know what to do and I feel helpless and I don't like it!" Yamato blurted out quickly. Taichi looked at Yamato with sorrow as he led him towards his house. Yamato explained what happened and how he got he bruise on his head until hey reached his house. "Thank you Taichi, I don't know how I could repay you." he said, being led into his house and to the couch where he sat down and Tsunomon jumped off of his head. "You don't have to repay me Yamato" Taichi said as he put the bags of food in the kitchen, avoiding the gaze of Yamato's confused father. Taichi walked back into Yamato's living room and sat down next to him. He sighed and bit his lip in nervousness as he finally was going to confess to Yamato. "Matt. I love you."
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~ A/N: WOAH! I didn't expect that at all! 0_o isn't it strange when the author had no clue he was going o write something? (Yes im a he! Not im not gay! *Glares at perverted people) I didn't expect any yaoi-type things in this story but I thought that it would add to the drama and suspense! Find out what Yamato thinks about it in the next chapter oh Phone Calls! (I love this Sorato fic. I don't know what it is about it but I cant stop writing it! Im glad im the author of this fic ^_^ )
Recap: ok I said my disclaimer in the last chappy, I don't own digimon, I own this fic, if I see it on another site I will track you down, unless of course you give me a lot of feedback, because then I would just be flattered ^_^ Ok, so last, Yamato was in front of the store being beaten up by a lady who thinks he is a thief.
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Yamato whimpered as the lady and her purse beat him. He was curled up into a ball with his hands over his head to attempt at protecting himself. The man that had earlier stepped out of the crowd stepped towards him. "I think ill teach you a little lesson on taking things that aren't yours!" he said. The lady smiled, said "thank you" to him, and left to do her shopping. Yamato looked at the man, a bruise forming on his forehead from where the purse had hit earlier, his eyes wide with fright. If this guy tried to beat him up, he would get more than a bruise on his forehead. He would get a bruise on his health.
The man stepped forward and kicked Yamato lightly, as a warning kick. Yamato whimpered and tried not to look at the man that was going to "teach him a lesson". "What is it? You can't look at me because you know your wrong right?" the man said. Yamato growled, glaring at the man. "What is it? Trying to act tough again?" he asked, trying to mock Yamato, and it working pretty well. Yamato tried to get up, kneeling on his knees, looking at the ground. The man kicked him in the stomach, Yamato not having any control in this fight, fell onto his back, clutching his stomach. Yamato always acted tough, but he as never really the fighting- type person. Yamato reached to his belt, finding his digivice and finding a button that he pressed.
There was a *whoosh* sound as Tsunomon came through the air and landed on Yamato. "I'm so glad to see you Tsunomon." He said to him. The man who was trying to beat up Yamato took one look at Tsunomon, screamed, and ran, letting Yamato stand up. "Im going to be bruised all over." he said, standing up with Tsunomon in his arms. He had a bruise on his forehead from the purse, a bruise on his stomach from an angry man, and bruises all over his arms for trying to protect himself. "And the worst part is that now I have to go buy groceries." He muttered, walking into the store and having all of the people look at Tsunomon and walk to other way. "Well there wont be any lines." he continued to mutter to himself as he walked through the store, getting food like bagels and hot pockets.
He bought the food and started on his way home, Tsunomon not on top of his head, holding a bag with his mouth. "Thanks Tsunomon, I would have been hospitalized if it wasn't for you." He said, showing his appreciation to his digimon. "It's ok Matt, its what I do!" Tsunomon said, trying to talk over the bag.
"Matt! Over here!" someone shouted. Yamato looked over and saw Sora running over to him. 'Oh no! Not now, not while im like this!' he said to himself as Sora stopped in front of him and gasped. "What happened?" she asked, looking at the huge bruise on his head. "I. umm. tripped over a trash can while walking past an alley!" he lied, not wanting to look weak in front of his girlfriend. Tsunomon looked confused as he said "That's not what happe-" he was cut off as Yamato stuffed another bag into his mouth to hold.
Sora just looked up at Yamato and hugged him. "Are you ok Matt?" she asked him, placing a kiss on his cheek to make him feel better. He blushed again, his face becoming redder by the moment. "I am now." he said romantically. "Good!" she said, "because I am expecting to hear what happened in our phone call tonight!" she said cheerily, smiling at him. Yamato just did an anime fall, his bags flying into the air. Sora giggled and waved goodbye as she walked back to her house. "Oh shoot!" Yamato screamed. "I forgot to buy aspirin!" he said, tears pouring down his face.
He gathered his bags up and scurried down the street, on his way home. His head was now throbbing with the combination of the bruise and the headache from no sleep. His eyes started to fizz over as he stared at the mixture of colors, purple, gold, green, and red, swirling around in front of his eyes, as he became light-headed. "Why is this happening?" he asked himself, not noticing he said it out loud. "What happening?" Tsunomon asked him, through the few bags he held in his mouth. "I can't see anything!" he said, holding his hands out in front of him and trying to walk. There was nobody around to help him either. "Where did everybody go all of a sudden?" he asked Tsunomon. Tsunomon just looked around at the now abandoned streets. "I don't know but we have to get you home soon!" he said.
All of a sudden his digivice started to beep and a map flew out of it. "What happened Tsunomon? I can't see it!" he said, trying to find a wall or some kind of solid form to lean against. "It says there's someone with a digivice very close by! Just walk forward a little bit and turn left! That's right! Now just stand here for a moment." Tsunomon said, looking at the map. All of a sudden Yamato heard footsteps and a gasp. "Matt! I didn't expect to see you here!" the familiar voice of Tai rang out. "Taichi, please help, I cant see anything!" he said, grasping at the air in front of him. The colors invading his vision, just swirling around as he became dizzier by the second. Yamato felt a hand on his shoulder and he leaned slightly toward the hand to prevent himself from falling over.
"Are you ok Matt?" Taichi asked, holding him steady with one of his arms, and grabbing the bag in Yamato's hand with the other. "I can't see, I don't know why I just cant! There's just colors and nothingness and I don't know what to do and I feel helpless and I don't like it!" Yamato blurted out quickly. Taichi looked at Yamato with sorrow as he led him towards his house. Yamato explained what happened and how he got he bruise on his head until hey reached his house. "Thank you Taichi, I don't know how I could repay you." he said, being led into his house and to the couch where he sat down and Tsunomon jumped off of his head. "You don't have to repay me Yamato" Taichi said as he put the bags of food in the kitchen, avoiding the gaze of Yamato's confused father. Taichi walked back into Yamato's living room and sat down next to him. He sighed and bit his lip in nervousness as he finally was going to confess to Yamato. "Matt. I love you."
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~ A/N: WOAH! I didn't expect that at all! 0_o isn't it strange when the author had no clue he was going o write something? (Yes im a he! Not im not gay! *Glares at perverted people) I didn't expect any yaoi-type things in this story but I thought that it would add to the drama and suspense! Find out what Yamato thinks about it in the next chapter oh Phone Calls! (I love this Sorato fic. I don't know what it is about it but I cant stop writing it! Im glad im the author of this fic ^_^ )