First of all, I own a HUGE thanks to everyone of you who reviewed for I'm Sorry Yamato and you peeps know who you are, I did feel the ending was too much of a cliffhanger. I planned on writing a epilogue but this new idea popped into my mind and it was way too long to fit in one chapter. So here it is, a sequel! This basically stands on it's own but it does take place after Yama and Sora got back together. And yes it's a Sorato, what did you expect from me? Lemme know if you have more suggestions.

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.

I never thought I'd have to leave you

I never thought we'd fail to make it through

Maroon 5

Yamato's POV:

I hate surprises, yet this morning was full of them. First of all, I woke up to find a woman in my bed. Come to think of it, I had no idea where I was, no idea how I got here. I blinked my orbs open and roll to the other side of the bed, getting in contact with a warm thin waist. I felt a soft surface of bare skin. Strange as it is, we were both naked under a pure white hotel sheet. Facing me was a clump of spiky brown-reddish hair with a smell of hair spray. No, this woman is definately not my wife. Who is she then? Out of unawareness I flinched and tumbled out of the bed, giving out a pitchy scream as my adbomen hit the floor to met an icy sensation. The woman shook her eyes open to face me. At first she seemed as surprised as I was to be here at this time of day, six o' clock in the morning alone in a hotel room. I saw through her disguise, past the innocent wide-eyed face. From a hidden smirk at the corner of her lips her lie revealed.

I can see through her. She knows who I am. She knows every bits of my identity. She knows every detail of what went through last night with the two of us alone in this room. But who is she? This stranger is not my wife. No, my wife is at home taking care of our twins. But heck that's not what I'm seeking for. The real problem was what in hell was I doing here.

The stranger worked a bed sheet around her chest and protectively folded her arms to hug herself in a crouching position. She muttered something in a fakingly regretful tone as she brushed her hair back, not that she need to since her hair was so short and manly that it puffed back out as soon as she released her hands.

I was about to shouted out when the phone on the night table suddenly alerted me. I snatched my pants and clodded them on as I reached the phone and answered it.

"Hello, Yamato here." My mind was still fidgeting to find out who this woman was while my mouth spoke for itself. A feminine voice from the phone sounded too familiar to neglect.

"You sound sleepy, did I wake you up?" This had to be a voice I heard everyday for the past, what? 5 years? This time upon hearing Sora I felt what I've never experienced before. For the first time I was nervous.

"Sora... I.. yes, I was still sleeping. Can I call you back later?"

"Oh okay. We all miss you, get back soon."

"Bye Sor. I.. uh.. love you." I felt those words were needed to come out, I had to force them out against my will. Don't get me wrong, I do love Sora. She is the only girl I ever loved. That's why she's the one I married and bowed to sent the rest of my life with. But then how do I explain this? Damn. I would punish myself for whatever I have done.

"Love you too." Sora throw a kiss and hung up.

The woman cleared her throat and flushed. I groaned as I recalled what went through in here yesterday. Memories flowed back to me piece by piece.

A band tour. Yes, a band tour that took place yesterday. The gangs and I had a party celebriting our new release and how well the song's hold up at the top of the rock chart. I loosened myself a bit too much and had a couple drinks. Okay, not a couple. Five glass, wait, ten. Or maybe it's more but hell I never pay any attention. After the party I almost clapsed on the hallway while I was on my way back to my hotel room. No, not almost, I did faint in the hallway. Then... then I guess I fell asleep.

I stared blankly at the woman. "Who are you?"

She hideously giggled and squealed. I frowned. She refused to give a name and snatched on some clothes. "No one. In fact, never mention me being here. Gotta go bye!!" I blinked again, by the time my eyes open to a state of confusion she was already helping herself to the door.

"Hey wait--" She slammed it shut and was gone. Gone, just like that. I could hear her screaming, "Woah, I've slept with Yamato Ishida! I've slept with him!!" Her voice declined away to nothing.

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Sora's POV:

"Uncle Tai will be here in a minute. THEN we'll have lunch." I loosened my apron and set it down on a hanger near the stove.

"But mommy, me hungry."

"Ya, mommy. We want to eat."

I arranged the plates and hobble over to pick up the kids from the armpits. Being a mom was like adding on a ton of weight to my already about-to-explode brain, not to mention Matt is away on a band tour leaving me home alone with two children to take care. What a perfect time to turn his attention to his blooming career, if it isn't for Tai I don't know what I'd be right now.

"I told you, we'll have lunch once Tai--" A knock sounded front door. Thank god, he's here.

I opened the door and in front of me appeared a bushy haired man. Same old same old. I chuckled at his flirteceous smirk that acted as a greeting.

"You're late again." I glanced at the clock, then turned back to him. Tai welcomed himself and walked in haughtily to see the children. "Sorry, Sor. I almost had a car crash on my way here." He simply apologized.

"Again? Geez Tai, try and be a safe driver for once." I laughed.

"Couldn't help it. I wasn't my fault anyway, that guy was speeding like hell and I made a turn and crashed into him. How was I suppose to avoid that?"

It was the same story every time. I shook my head and sighed.

"Hey Emma. Did you miss me?" Tai put on his famous goofy smile as he plopped down beside the kids.

"Me missed papa." Upon hearing that statement from my four year old girl Tai's anger was clearly written on his face. The same old grudge built up. Typical, Tai. He'll never grow up past the jealousy he and Yamato had in each other since as long as I could remember.

"Who wants that boring old papa of yours when you get to see Uncle Tai everyday?" He spooned out four bowls of rice soup and set them on each side of the table. Once he satisfied the children with food, he dug in himself.

"So, when is Yamato coming back?" Tai asked through a full mouthful.

I shrugged. "The end of the week. At least that what he promised me. But you know Yama, he never sticks to his schedule.

Tai smirked. "Don't you feel uneasy about this whole band business?"

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, he's a married man. And you know what could possibly happen if he give him too much space to himself. Girls dig him. He might easily get carried away by some random chick and...." I gave him a dead stare. Tai mouthed a never-mind and resumed to his food.

"He would never do that! Yagami, what are you up to?"

"Sorry, forget it." He sighed.

Tai decided to let it go, which too me, is a big relieve. "Emma and Jake, how about I take you guys to the amusement park today?"

"Really, Uncle Tai?" Jake lightened up.

Tai looked at me for a permission. "You could use some alone time, Sora." I smiled and agreed.

For the rest of the dinner I was consumed to my own thoughts while Tai babbled on about what fun they'll have in the Teacups. After clearing the table and cleaning the dishes, Tai left with the kids. I sighed knowing that I finally had the whole house to myself with nothing to worry.

Did I say nothing to worry? I meant the opposite. The family picture hanging abruptly above my bed illuminated from the lamp light. Favorite memories found their way back to me as I glanced at the photo. Yamato had his arms huddled around me. This was taken right after we had our second child. We were happy back then, am I still happy now? Of course, I had no regret for marrying him, this was the life I dreamed of. But why am I crying? Why are tears flowing down as I look at this photo?

I know why. Because I miss him. Our hearts are still connected through a strong bound. But it's his smile I miss. We've been living through phone calls for months. I hear him everyday, but through a phoneline. I see him everyday, but in a photo. What he is doing at this exact moment I have no idea. For god sake I don't even know what he has been doing for the past months.

Maybe Tai is right, I decided. Am I giving my husband too much space? Another woman is the subject I've been fearing ever since he left, but every phonecall ended with the reassuring I-love-you exchanges. Sure, over the years I began to gain trust in him. By now am I completely free of insecurities.

It's back to the beginning when we first met. A distrust I can't seem to get rid of is pulsing stronger as the clock ticks on without his face in my presence. No, this feeling won't last too long. Everything will get back to normal when he comes back, I have nothing to stress about.

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