Disclaimer: I own naught but the little voices in my head

Warnings: swearing

A/N: I know I know! I am a horrible person for this wait but life intrudes and I was forced away from writing and into helping a friend wrongfully put in a mental hospital. Again, I apologize and I will try to be quick about it! With that done…ON WITH THE SHOW.

Yamato turned to leave, it was the only way. He couldn't sit here and pretend everything was ok, not when his heart was breaking for love of Tai. Not when all of those he had grown to love were at risk because he was with them instead of Myotismon. It would have to be this way, he would leave now fueled by a fit of passion and hurt so that there would be no goodbyes, if only Tai would let him.

"No!" Tai growled lowly and pinned Yamato to the unrelenting stone wall in the blink of an eye. "Your wrong about all of it! You think I am afraid of what we are but the only thing I have ever been afraid of is loosing you!" His words were so low that there was no chance of any other overhearing them without powerful vampire hearing.

"Tai…" Yamato turned his face away, it wasn't true, it couldn't be. Besides even if by some miracle what Tai said was true it would only make leaving all the more painful. He didn't know what he was trying to say but even the name came out weak, he was loosing his fragile resolve.

"Yes you are a digidestined and we all rely on you but you are so much more Yama. You are my best friend in the whole world, you are my family and I would give up everything to be with you." Tais steely hold softened and his body fell in towards Matts until their chests were pressed together and their foreheads touched when Yamato was forced to turn back to him. "I know what I did was awful, that I was being selfish and I am sorry I hurt you but…" His deep chocolate eyes glistened with overflowing tears. "I had to, I was so afraid that I would loose you…please don't hate me Yama. I only wanted to stay with you, please." Tai begged. How had this happened? He never meant to say all those things, only to keep Yamato at his side. But when he said one thing the rest just poured out, if he didn't say it his breaking mental hold would have given the thoughts to Yamato anyway. Either way it was to late now to take it back, only wait for Yamatos disbelief and cold rejection of the dearest secrets of his heart.

But the voice of an angel with the freezing bite never came, no thoughts spilled from Yamatos mental barriers, the only reaction Taichi received for his efforts were two awkward arms wrapping about his shaking form, trying to comfort him.

"Tai…"Yamato finally spoke, "is that all true? Is that really what you think of me?" The arms were tightening; pulling Tai flush against the other boy. Tai managed a small nod in response.

"I would never lie to you Yama."

Yamatos hands threaded through Taichis unruly brown locks and pressed his head closer so Yamato could press a desperate kiss to his forehead.

"I'm sorry Tai, I didn't know, I mean how could I? We were always…"

"Fighting?" Tai offered dejectedly. This was it, the rejection he had been waiting for and he had not even revealed his biggest secret. He felt Yamato nod.

"I always thought I was just kind of here. That you were too nice to send me away but that I never really fit in, that I was not wanted. I never thought you would actually feel anything like I do for you."

"You mean you don't hate me?" Tai asked surprised, the shock giving him the strength to pull back from the embrace to gaze deeper into the crystalline blue eyes that glimmered even now in the dim light.

Yamato shook his head, he looked preoccupied, as if part of his mind where elsewhere, somewhere embarrassing to account for the light stain on his pale cheeks. "I never hated you. No matter what you did I couldn't find it in myself to hate you." He smiled now, a cold bitter smile of the memories that haunted his very been, made him doubt the words being spoken to him out of love for fear of rejection once more.

Tai hated watching Yamato like this, so in pain all the time, and all because of him. In his mind Tai knew he should stop talking, breath and wait for his twisted emotions to calm before he spoke again but Tai was never one to listen to his mind when his heart desired something.

"I didn't want to send you away! I mean I did send you but I did not enjoy it. I thought you had given up on me and I couldn't deal with it." Tais hands slipped down from Yamatos slender frame and traced down Yamatos arms until he held the soft hands in his own. "I didn't think you would care that we were not together but I do. We are together now and you will stay with me now, right Yama?" His eyes were pleading, begging for what he could not put into words, asking for the next week together and at the same time asking for eternity.

"I have to go." Yamato dropped Taichis hands and stepped away, closer to the exit. "Stay here, if I don't come back in two days leave and don't look back. You'll have to destroy Myotismon someday but do it when you are sure you can win."

"Stop it! Your acting like you aren't coming back, I wont let you leave!" Tai blocked the exit with has body as his hands fell heavily on the others slender shoulders. The touches were constant, like nothing they had ever done before but neither was going to complain. Every motion could be written of as a new part of their nature, given to them with the dark gift, when in reality that was their precious excuse to be close to the one they coveted above all else.

"I'm leaving and there is nothing you can do to stop me, if I don't go back to Myotismon he will know something is wrong and come after me."

"Then let him come after us! I will protect you!" Tais frantic voice clashed with the relatively calm reasonable tone of Yamato.

"Its not me I am worried about, he will kill you, not because you are a digidestined but because I made you." Yamato tried again to persuade Taichi, hoping fear for his immortal life would allow Yamato to go but there was no change in him, it was time for the low blows Yamato was hoping not to use against the brunet. "You have to stop being selfish Tai, last time you did this I was taken away. We have to think about the others too, we need to protect them."

Tai staggered back as if he had been struck, his mouth opening and closing in an imitation of speech but could find no words, Yamato only had to push that last bit further to achieve his ends.

"I had to live through this and I wont make them, just because you put me through this, this death, and then took it from me doesn't mean I will let you do the same to the others." That was it; Tais body hit the stone wall with a soft thud, his legs no longer holding him up. Yamato had preyed on all the weaknesses he had ever found in Tai, the hidden fear that inherently came with being leader of loosing one of his charges, the reminder of pain he blamed himself for and the partial deaths of both Yamato and himself. A swift kick with all of Yamatos ungodly powers would have been a softer blow than the cruel words tailored to destroy Taichis heart.

"What if he already knows? What if he saw us?" Yamato winced at the defeat in Tais voice, he had already given up the battle, this was his last stand before defeat.

"That's a risk I have to take, besides I don't think he really wants to kill me, I am his fledgling and without me he has no one." Yamato used words he had never heard another say. Maybe he had picked it up from Myotismons mind, it didn't really matter, how could something as simple as words matter when he was mentally ripping apart the only person he had ever really loved?

Yamato turned away to face the dim light at the entrance of the cave, he had to leave now, before the urge to drop to his knees and embrace Taichi where he lay became to overpowering.

"Wait!" Taichi called before he had taken more then a step, Yamato didn't turn to face the other but he halted his slow progress. Taichi ran in front of him, mouth open to speak but the words didn't come. He took a deep and what he hoped to be a calming breath, the desperation in Taichis eyes melted, replaced by a content sadness that reflected itself in the slow bitter smile. His hand gently brushed a stray lock of golden hair from Yamatos face. "Come back to me."

Taichis voice was small and fragile such as Yamato had never heard it, he didn't know what to say in response, to many things came to mind and each would lead to him delaying the inevitable, making it all more painful. "Goodbye Tai." With that he was gone, into the storm, he left with such speed that none of the others saw him go, they never had a chance to say their goodbyes and it was better that way. He could not say goodbye to Takeru who had already replaced him, what was the point in torturing himself more?

The storm exploded around him but did not hinder his travels in any way, within minutes he was within the castle walls, walking to where his room lay in one of the upper chambers. Yamatos was nearly there, only one more extravagantly decorated room and he would be there but it was not meant to be.

"Yamato!" Myotismons wrathful voice filled the room, pounding on Yamatos ears. The digimon was drawn up to his full height, dark wings expanded behind him so that he took up almost half the room with the dark wingspan. His face was twisted into something evil and gruesome, normally pallid skin was nearly purple with rage, his fangs glittered menacingly against crimson lips, he had just fed. "My own fledgling betrayed me!" He was enraged, his arm gestured violently at his side.

Yamato froze, he had been found out, this was the end not only for himself but also for Taichi and all of their friends. "I did not betray you! You must have watched all of this, you know what happened!" He found his voice and stood tall against this wrath, it would not end like this.

"But you did betray me young one, you created another without a thought of what it might bring unto me. I gave you power and beauty and life and this is how I am repaid?" There was no elegance in what Myotismon said, too far beyond the point of serenity or even the illusion of it to care about his usual poise. He knew something like this would happen, it was inescapable but it hurt nonetheless. This was the child he had chosen to bring to himself, to make a companion out of, his protégé, and before the first full night had passed Yamato had betrayed him, stuck the proverbial blade into his back. Even if there had been no allegiance to him in the first place was there not some bond between a maker and his child?

"No…" Darkness was enfolding Yamato, it came in waves off of Myotismon. It fogged his mind and slowed his movements, no he had not meant to do it, couldn't he understand? No don't hurt them, don't end their lives, they are mine, the other digidestined, don't touch them.

Myotismon walked slowly, meaningfully to where Yamato stood, grabbing the boys face in his strong delicate looking fingers. "You will learn your place in time, and time is all that we really have." He was not screaming or even on the verge of doing so, he was calm as an executioner telling the condemned their fate. "You will be punished for your insolence and then be returned to me." He dropped Yamatos chin, letting the boy fall to the plush carpet.

"And of the others?" Yamato didn't bother to stand up, only to sit himself up so as not to feel as weak as he felt.

"Their fate is no longer yours to decide."

"NO! You can't hurt them!" Yamato yelled franticly.

"But I can young one, I will do whatever I wish and you will learn to obey me like the rest." He paused. "You could have been my equal, my companion," Myotismon turned away. "Maybe in time I can train you to be so, you could have made this easier on all of us Yamato."

Yamato was frantic, he could not let this transpire, he had to do something, anything, but there was no time. Faster than he could imagine, even in his new body, he felt Myotismon pick him up and carry him through the castle, deep into the earth where Yamato had not dared to go. Yamato was thrown to the ground and in an instant he was alone.

Matt stood and looked at the little room he was in, it was the dungeon. The heavy stone walls were wet and he could hear dripping somewhere in the labyrinth on tunnels that composed the nearly medieval crypt. One wall was composed of nothing but sturdy metal bars, Yamato tried to pull these from their holds on the stone or even just to bend them but it was no use, Myotismon had known that escape from here was imposable. Yamato could feel his normally cold body overheat with panic as he paced the little cell. As he sat here idly Taichi could be dieing, Takeru could be running futilely for his precious mortal life. Each and every last person he had ever held dear could be within the grasps of evil incarnate itself, handed over to the devil himself on a silver plate by none other than Yamato. But for all the choices of the past he had fucked up none could be taken back, he could not change anything from this cold prison meant to break his soul and mind.

Nothing. There was nothing he could do and it was killing him. Blood tears rose in his eyes and fell down his pallid cheeks but he did not wipe them away, there was no purpose. If his friends were really dieing at the hands of Myotismon wouldn't he know it? Wouldn't some force of good in the universe be so offended at this massacre as to strike Yamato down where he stood? Wouldn't he hear the screams, as they died one by one with his godly hearing? No, too deep below the earths crust was he to here such sounds of life, not even rats would delve this deep. Only in his mind could he hear them die.

His mind! Powers he had not had time to explore and had still yet to unlock could tell him the fate of his friends if only he could figure out how. Yamato sat down in the middle of the cold stone room and closed his eyes, trying to shut out everything around him. 'Tai' Over and over he called out for his love with his mind but there was no response. It was not as if there was nothing to call to, he was being blocked mentally, Myotismon was restricting his powers. There was still a chance that even though they could not hear him his friends lived. After all Myotismon would loose something precious to him if Taichi and the others died. Precious, where had that come from? It had slipped from Myotismons mind as they spoke just a moment ago, unnoticed at the time by both of them, Yamato was precious to him. He was the end of loneliness, a dark companion that Myotismon had always longed for but never made. Which meant that even now Yamato held some power, Myotismon did not want to see him dead due to his own twisted souls desire for companionship. Surely Myotismon knew what would happen to Yamato if the others perished. If Takeru and Taichi ever died he would follow them willingly, immortal or no he would find a way.

Yamato lay down on unrelenting stone, his theory was thin at best, everything he ever held dear could be gone and he would never notice. There was nothing left for him to do, fragile as a mortal in this restrictive darkened room. The darkness his mind knew so well was coming back to him, driving him mad, madness, the release from pain and reality. What did it matter if he finally gave up on the light altogether and fell into this bliss? But madness was not an option as long as Taichi and Takeru lived, he had to be strong for them, madness was a beautiful ideal that he could never touch. Unnoticed by himself blood tears streamed down his face creating a thirst in his gut that he could not quench. Maybe this was the end.

Well this isn't the last chapter anyway! . Anyone still reading, I am sorry and thanks! Please review, did I get rusty? Hope not but I would love the input, thanks and have a joyful everything! P.S. why cant i indent? Anyone know how to fix this?