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Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.

Taichi's Point of view.
Ice cream, yay! I love ice cream.

Ice cream is a food that always makes me happy no matter what. Come to think of it, a lot of food makes me happy. Not my mom's food though, yuck.

That "Rick" guy made me so mad, coming in and getting all affectionate with his new boyfriend. He even said it himself, Yamato is a very emotional guy, he'll never admit it, but he is. Then he comes in and decides to do that in front of Yamato like it's not going to affect him. I guess you don't really think when you're in love and he seemed to be head over heels for that guy.

Wait a minute. Not thinking when you're in love.

Not thinking? That sounds familiar.

Whoa, I am going to try not to think like that!

"So, what kind of ice cream do you want Yamato?" I ask.

"Um. . . I think I'll have strawberry."

Wow, he seems more excited about the ice cream than me. Hmm. . .I wonder how the ice cream would taste if I licked it off Yama. On a hot summer day like today, where everyone outside is over heated. What if Yama and I got back to his place and –gasp—the air conditioning was broken. There would be nothing else for us to do but dump our cold ice cream over our hot and sticky bodies. Wait, then we'd get even more sticky and probably even hotter because of the activities that are sure to be going on after. I say that you don't mix food with pleasure. Unless food is the only pleasure.

Why am I having those dirty thoughts about Yamato? I should be having them about a girl. Like my friend Sora, she's pretty, she loves soccer, can be a total snob and gets angry and yells at me. Hey, Yama yells at me too and hits me. I sometimes wonder why I don't mind Yama's punches and yet cringe at Sora's yelling. That's just the way things go I guess. Yama and I have a very abusive relationship.

Finally, the ice cream shop. Oh boy, oh boy.

We walk in and Yama waves to the girl behind the counter. See this is what I should be having the ice cream fantasies about. All of this ice cream and this girl who totally represents the ice cream. Strawberry ice cream hair, or maybe it's more of a cotton candy ice cream, or bubble gum, wait are those ice cream flavors? Anyway, her pink hair and . . .I'm bored. Bring on the ice cream.

"Hi Yamato, who's your friend?" The pink girl asked.

"This is not my friend, he is my pet, Taichi. Taichi, this is my friend from school, Mimi."

"You have friends?" I ask. I am clearly taken by surprise here.

And for some reason I get hit for that. Hehe.

"Well, I think you two would be cute together Yama, but if you're not together, is he available?" Mimi asked.

"No." Yama says.

"Hey, I'm in charge of my own dating possibilities." I then look at the girl and wink. "I can be if that means I get free ice cream." There is always a good reason to date someone. You have to find the best person. One who matches to my good looks, one who's athletic ability is less than mine, another reason why Sora is out of the question, and someone who I can mooch free stuff off of, in this case ice cream.

"Not a chance." Mimi says.

"It was worth a try. Can I get a strawberry and a vanilla ice cream, please."

"Vanilla? Tai you're so daring. Why not try something weird like, butter flavor ice cream. Who thinks of this stuff?" Matt says.

"Hey, that's a hot seller Mr. Ishida." Mimi says with this attitude that says that she knows everything there is to know about ice cream. She scares me.

"I tried that flavor before, it tastes like feet."

"That's so gross." Matt says.

"I'd try a Yama flavored one any time."

"I don't know whether to blush or to vomit."

"Here you go guys."

"Thanks Mimi." Yamato says.

I paid for the ice cream and then we left after saying are good byes to creepy pink happy girl. I'm surprised that she's one of Yamato's friends. She's just way to cheerful and he's way to sarcastic and dark. She's probably dense too and doesn't understand sarcasm, haha.

We decided to walk through the park and eat our ice cream. It's a beautiful day, lots of sun, children, little fuzzy animals. Of course Yamato and I spent most of our time scaring children for life, and throwing rocks at the fuzzy animals. Such a good time. I have to keep remembering to tell myself that this is not a date that it's so nice.

Yamato already made it clear that he didn't want me as a boyfriend. I feel hurt about it, but I shouldn't. We're both guys, I can't have those kinds of feelings for him. It's just weird. I've never like another guy before. Come to think of it, I've never really liked a girl like this either.

"What else do you want to do today?" I ask.

"Let's go to a movie."

"Okay."

This is bad. Why is this turning out to be more and more like a date?

"So, do you have anymore friends that I should know about?"

"I have tons of friends."

"Really? That's hard to believe."

"Okay, so Mimi's my only friend. It doesn't matter to me."

Pounce!

"I'm your friend."

"Tai, get off of me!"

"No, give me a piggy back ride."

"No, you're to heavy."

"Then I'll give you one."

Cute, he's blushing! I love making Yama blush, it's so much fun. I love it almost as much as I love hi. . .gasp!

I love him!

Gasp! What an ending? It's brilliant. I was going to type up Yamato's point of view, but I kind of like ending it here. Now, updates will probably not be that often now because I have school. I'll try though. And for anyone who is waiting for me to update my other story, Visions, you're just going to have to wait awhile longer. Check it out in my profile.