Thank you for the great reviews. I know I had something important to say, but I forgot what it was. Guess it wasn't that important. Now, on to the story.

I do not own Digimon.

Yamato's point of view.

Summer.

It can be described in very few words, no school, hot weather, and freedom.

It is a time where students finally have the chance to relax and do things that they want to do. Catch up on some sleep, independent study, or for a few people it is a chance to "hang with friends". Those people are pathetic.

Those so called friends that they would hang with won't be there for much longer, so why even bother. Soon graduation will come and everyone will go their separate ways.

Where did this summer business come from? What was I doing? Oh yes, trying to write down a song. I have nothing. I need some inspiration, but where do I find that?

Outside?

Of course, outside. It's the perfect place. It's so full of life, energy, and beauty. So much happiness, freedom, love. It's a perfect place to get inspired. I will go to the park. I'll write about flowers and trees. All the little children playing in the grass. The warm weather that brings life to this world.

"Dad, I'm going out." I yelled to my father who, much to my surprise, was home. It's not like he really cared where I was going.

Outside in the world of love and hatred the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the flowers blooming and the children singing.

It was absolutely dreadful.

What the hell was I thinking? Outside, with the flowers and the trees? Children playing in the grass? The warm weather? Was I on drugs or something a few minutes ago? What would possess me to come out here? I was definitely not in my right mind when I was thinking those things. Outside is a world of destruction.

I'm going home.

"Takeru, let's go to the movies now." I turned and saw my little brother being dragged around by this boyish looking girl.

He could do so much better. At least they have a few things in common, they both look like pretty boys and like to wear ugly outfits. Freaks. I'm so going home.

Or maybe, yes, maybe they could inspire me. Two teenage morons in love, it's perfect. I shall write a love song about two lovers with a horrible fate..

Now, where should I watch them from? I mustn't be seen by them.

Tai and Yamato will meet in the next chapter. I think the chapters will be longer after this. Review please.