A/N: Okay, this is my first Digimon fiction so don't hurt me. I was browsing through the anime category and was reading some fictions and got an idea of my own. I don't pretend to LOVE Digimon but I liked it… though I thought that the first season was the best (of course, the theme song was kind of… shall we say, weird… --) I do not know where they live (is it Odaiba) and I really only know the basic basics… in fact, I dunno why I'm even writing this but I'm on a roll now and let's just see where this takes me. For those of you who know Digimon like the backs of their own hands, please don't kill me or flame me or whatever if I say something that's not correct…
Disclaimer: DON'T OWN DIGIMON! And this story contains yaoi… if you disapprove or whatever, leave now.
I watched mournfully as my best friend, Taichi Yagami, happily played soccer with his girlfriend.
"He-ey! No fair. You pulled my shirt that last goal!" Taichi shouted in between laughter and gasps for air. "Doesn't count and I get a penal- mmph." His words were cut off as Sora placed her lips on his, muffling his last words. Taichi sighed, and the expression on his face relaxed into a blissful smile as he kissed his girlfriend. I bit my lower lip as I watched the two, standing in the middle of the soccer field, making out. Anger, hurt, and disappointment welled up inside of me until I could barely keep the truth from bursting out.
"I love you." I whispered tearfully, before I turned and walked away.
My stomach clenched when Sora kissed me. I always felt uncomfortable when kissing her, though I didn't really know why. I mean, she was hot and I had been going out with her for two years already but it always seemed as if something was missing. Something always felt out of place but I could never really place my finger on the problem. I kissed her back quite aware that my best friend was watching and that there was probably a goofy smile on my face, one that I always used for show. When we came up for air, I looked around for a sign of my blonde-headed friend. The sidelines were empty. That was strange. Yama had been there just a minute ago. I shrugged. Oh well, he probably had to go home. Or maybe he had band practice, I could never remember when he practiced with his band.
"Hey, Tai! Come on, you're one behind, gotta catch up!" Sora called flirtatiously to me as she ran down the field, dribbling the ball.
"Coming, and you better watch out!" I yelled back and raced after her, all thought about Yamato flying away but a strange, uneasy feeling stayed in the pit of my stomach.