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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but by now…you should know that I do own this story. Please don't steal these ideas because they are precious to me, for I have put my own saying and feeling to every word I write in this chapter…and some of the events in these stories are based on (some part) of my life. © Flipstahhz

(a/n)

Woah. I wasn't expecting that much reviews! Keep them going! (jokes…but looking hopeful) … I'm not sure if you guys will like this chapter or not. Since this is starting all the way from the 'start' this part takes place when sora and yamato are in their 'really' younger years. I'm not really in a mood of talking much, because I've got to type this up quickly and have got only a few hours to put this up since I got so much homework and this is the only spare time I can do so. So bear with me…and I shall leave you with this chapter!

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Do You Still Think of Me?

PART ONE – Fragments of memories

Chapter One

By Flipstahhz

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1996 – 7 Years Old

She leant against the brick wall, of the school building, heart throbbing in a rapid beat as she constantly took deep gulps of air. Her auburn hair was damp from the sweat she had produced and her clothes were sticking on her body like glue. For once, she was actually thankful that she had been wearing a skirt at school. She was flushed pink from the amount of running she had been doing, which was why she had come to the decision that hiding was her last choice. But what feared her most…was getting caught…and becoming tugged…

" It "

Sora Takenouchi's memory was still clear, of how her own best friend – Mimi Tachikawa – and herself hid in the girl's toilets so the boy's couldn't go in and tag them. A short while later, the bell rang and realization struck the two seven-year-old girls. Being the humble innocent girl she was, Mimi devised that she would out of the toilets first as a distraction, while Sora would run for her very dear life of becoming infested. That's the type of person Mimi was…she'd sacrifice almost anything for the sake of her friends ( as well as her stuffed teddy bears and pink dresses).

The auburn headed girl reminisced how Mimi ran out of the toilets, and watched Taichi trailing her dangerously, making it vacant for Sora to run out and in the opposite direction. She then recalled squinting hey eyes to notice that Taichi had caught up to Mimi and was about to tag her.

But playing tiggy in Odaiba Elementary wasn't that simple…especially when it was 'boy-and-girl' tag. The children of the school had plotted the game to make the person who is 'it' has to kiss the person of the opposite gender to tag them. And this was what happened when Tai tugged Mimi…

It scared Sora. Even the alarming noisy singing voices of "Mimi and Taichi kissing in the tree. K.I.S.S.I.N.G…" still haunted her memories. She shuddered. No, she certainly didn't want to get teased and embarrassed in front of her classmates…and think about boy germs made her shiver.

Suddenly, her ears sensed something coming towards her. Quiet sneaky footsteps… she spun around to match dark azure eyes that pierced towards her direction. She screamed. His dirty blond hair sided in all directions and a smirk appearing on his lips. Yamato Ishida…

R U N !

Sora ran like she never had before. She ran as fast as her feet could take her, even though her sprint wasn't as smooth as she wanted it to be considering the cement ground wasn't level. The school playground was like a violent battlefield. Especially, when other children of various ages ran around, dodge balls flew in every direction and skipping ropes swooped everywhere…all ready to cause catastrophe. She managed to zigzag her way through the school grounds, but she still could feel the presence of him following behind her. He was a good runner. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said of her. The strong fierce wind battled against her and her knees were becoming weak from running too long. Pouting, she tripped over and fell down onto the cement ground.

A few seconds later, Yamato reached her and squatted down besides her.

"You all right, Sora?" he asked in concern blazing in his young features.

"Fine," Sora muttered, pulling her knees to her chest dusting of the dirt that had scraped against her knees, making her bleed.

"You sure…! We can go to the sickbay…"

"I'm fine," she repeated sternly through her gritted teeth, with a slight whimper in the tone of her voice.

He offered her a hand up, which she accepted and with his assistance was pulled up from the ground. She frowned, remembering she'd have to rinse her hands with soap fifty times from touching the boy's hand. Then a sly grin appeared on Yamato's face. He took a step towards her and gave her swiftly pressed his lips against her right cheek.

"You're it!" he laughed and ran before she could run after him.

She stood there, unsure whether to be really angry and pissed off. The palm of her hand touched her cheek, which had been kissed, her face was red in embarrassment and shyness.

What had just happened?

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2000 – Eleven Years Old

Four years had drifted by, and it would be their final year of elementary school.

It was strange since Yamato Ishida still reminisced his younger brother and Taichi's younger sister entering the school gates. Responsibility made Yamato more serious and overprotective over his younger brother and it made him mature quickly in comparison with the other boys his age. Sometimes his jokes were so swiftly spoken that you would miss the small sparkle of amusement in his eyes.

Perhaps he his actions had become so much older because of the family fights at home?

Taichi, his best friend, had noted how much Matt had grown and took quite a while to adjust to the changes. Whenever the brunette headed boy would fool around, instead of Yamato joining him, he would scowl him. This had caused many fights over the years. (like the time when Taichi had slammed Yamato's head into the classroom wall, leaving a hole of his head imprinted on the plaster. Or maybe when Yamato had punched Taichi in the jaw causing blood to ooze out and three of his teethes to come out…but then again, it was wobbly in the first place…so that was merely lucky) Though, somehow, the troublesome duo still had managed to cling together, understand each other's terms and were yet molded into the 'bestest of friends.'

Even though they had shoved each other's differences aside, Yamato still refused to take part in the soccer team (which Taichi begged him to join) or even the basketball team to verse other schools in interschool sports. But he had to choose one interschool sport, since it was compulsory in Odaiba Elementary. He recalled how he terribly lost against his own brother - Takeru - in a one on one session, he decided he wasn't going to be involved or near a basketball for the rest of his life. So basketball was out of the question. Leaving bat tennis and netball vacant for him to chose from. Netball was completely a girl's sport, so that was immediately discarded away…leaving bat tennis.

Reasons why he chose bat tennis? Perhaps how there were only a few boys from his school playing it and the other schools would have a much bigger advantage since half their bat tennis team were boys, and it wasn't fair that three quarters of the Odaiba team to be girls. Sure, Yamato didn't have anything against how the girls at his school played the game…it was just…what if the opposing team got into a fight…or cheated? Another reason was probably…well…having a guy's instinct…seeing girls in skirts! Or maybe it was … Sora? Being the klutz she was, she'd probably trip on every step she tried to run towards the tennis ball…and he, Yamato, would capture the moment to tease and laugh at her…Then again, maybe he simply enjoyed Sora's company…? He shrugged.

The blonde headed boy shook his head. He observed the new company around him, glancing as the other school walked in, sending glares and sniggers at every Odaiba Elementary student they laid eyes upon. Tamachi Elementary and Odaiba Elementary had always been rivals when it came to battling each other at a sport of any kind. He gave a sideway glance at Sora whom was shifting nervously, her eyes focusing on the racket that she clenched in her fingers, that were gradually turning white.

"Okay!" his tennis teacher spoke up aloud to them, breaking the tension. "Tamachi has arrived! I'll be setting all fourteen of you in twos so that we'll end up with seven even pairs. When I call your names, go to any vacant courts and take a tennis ball with you as well."

The teacher scrolled down the list, calling out pairs of names…and then it was Yamato's turn…

"Yamato Ishida," the teacher paused as he thought of someone else best suited for him. " You'll be paired with Sora…Sora Takenouchi…"

Sora turned towards him with a grin, which Matt returned back. Over the years Mimi, Sora, Taichi and Yamato had been close…but drifted apart a bit, as they got older…but the four still remained great friends. Whenever they had to be assigned with the opposite gender for an assignment of such, they would join together.

" Guess I'm stuck with you."

"Guess you are," Sora laughed back in response, tossing Matt a tennis ball, which he skillfully caught. " Let's get ourselves a court."

" Sure, I bag the left side!"

Within minutes, they were practicing on one of the bat tennis courts. Since bat tennis didn't require large tennis rackets, it meant that the courts were probably half the size of the normal tennis court. Their opponents (both male, which Sora thought it was unfair) came after a while…and the game commenced…

Yamato served. The serve was returned. Yamato ran for the ball, going in front of Sora to get a perfect hit and gaining the Odaiba Elementary pair a point. Sora let it go by at first, seeing it was the first point and that Yamato probably didn't notice that he had trespassed onto her domain of the court where she should have been given the chance to hit the ball. But she was wrong, when it was the opponent's turn to serve Yamato again went on her territory and stood in front of her as if she wasn't there.

"Matt!" she glowered. " That was my ball, in my square! I could have hit that ball! You didn't have to go in front of me the second time. I know how to hit a ball, idiot! "

A boy from Tamachi served.

" Gee…at least I hit it, unlike you that just waited for me to come along and do something about it," he objected back taking a gasp of air as he strode forward to return the serve.

"Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't hit a ball, Yamato! Let me prove it!" as the ball returned from the opponent shooting back towards her, she hit the ball skillfully so hard and low that it almost didn't make the net, but still continued to fly in the air, hitting the mid corner of the court. Scoring them a point…

" My bad," he stared at her, mouth agape in awe, but replaced his facial expression with a smirk. " Didn't know you'd be too good…"

Sora sneered, " Just because I'm better-."

Since Sora and Yamato weren't paying attention, the opponent served the tennis ball down the middle line. This time, Tamachi scored them a point.

"If the two of you weren't fighting like a elderly couple, you would have paid attention to that ball!" a voice shot out. Their tennis teacher stood before them angrily, shaking his head disapprovingly, while the other two boys that they were against posed faces and snickers.

Sora glared at Yamato and whispered dangerously in his ear, " We'd better win this match, or else I'll tell Tai what you said about the map that he drew for one of the school projects, of how he was the King of Doodles…and that will surely start another fight, maybe another head in the wall!"

He gulped. He didn't even think that Sora would remember that. Lately, Taichi's favourite performance in causing pain was called 'whacks.' And yes, they were very painful whacks indeed.

Sora smiled, realizing that now Yamato had learnt two lessons about her. Don't mess with her when she was focused in a tennis match, and not to misjudge how she played since she was a "girl."

She now would probably consider this sport better over soccer, after how the day had progressed…

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Last day of Elementary… - 2000 (same year as previous section)

"I don't understand," Sora paused as she released her tight ponytail, and let her shoulder length auburn locks fell down, " Why do you plan to sneak into a classroom, since we aren't allowed to? I mean, sure … it's not really against school policies, and that I wouldn't mind doing it any other day…but why'd you have to choose this day? Our last day! We're not going to be in a coed school next year. We should at be saying goodbye to each other and exchanging signatures in our graduations books!"

"Sora," Mimi started off mischievously, " That's why I dragged you here."

"What…do you mean?" the other girl arched an eyebrow in confusion.

"Well … this is the last… and best opportunity for me to know whom you love!" she giggled excitedly.

Sora frowned, leaning back in the chair, " Come on Mimi, if I did like someone…I would have told you…which I DON'T! And don't tell me you went through all this trouble to push it out of me to admit to you that I like someone…, which I DON'T! Can't you just believe me when I said that I didn't like anyone!"

"No. And you just said 'didn't' which means you NOW like someone…don't you, Sora?" she winked. " Even though you're a tomboy doesn't mean you –."

"Mimi," Sora interrupted impatiently thinking it was best to get this over done with, " Out with it. Just tell me what you want me to do already."

"Well…I'll go by my list," Mimi took a piece of paper from her pocket making Sora's frown grow deeper. " Is it DAMIE-."

"MIMI! Don't tell the whole world! Just write the names on the whiteboard and erase them when I shake my head, meaning no…I DON'T like them," she emphasized clearly.

"So what! It's not like anyone's here…listening…" Mimi giggled. " But for your sake I'll write 'every' name on the whiteboard that I think you might like…"

"Alright…just hurry up with it already, I'm going to shake my head to all of these names anyway…"

Minutes passed by, and with every name Mimi wrote on the board, Sora shook her head and was slowly losing her patience.

"Two more names left," Mimi announced. " I know you have something to say for at least one of them…so you'd better tell the truth. Plus, I know when you lie…since you're a really bad liar."

"Thanks for the compliment," the auburn haired girl yawned, but her eyes suddenly caught two shadows behind the door.

Her eyes then advanced back to the whiteboard where Mimi had written the name " Yagami, Tai."

Sora almost fell off her chair.

"MIMI! HE's like my brother! No way!" Sora cried in disbelief with how Mimi came up with such ideas. " That's eww! Come on Mimi, you should know by no-…"

" Alright, alright! But seriously, you gotta say something about this name!" Mimi rubbed Taichi's name off the board and scribbled a name down, reading – Ishida, Mat; Taichi's best friend.

Sora choked. Literally.

"Then I was right!" Mimi beamed. " You like him…don't you!"

"No…I don't," Sora lied then accidentally let her lips speak before her mind had a say. " It's nothing really…he only gave me a kiss back in-."

"HE KISSED YOU! AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME? I'M YOUR BEST FRIEND!"

"Mimi," Sora exclaimed. "Just rub it off before someone sees –."

The brunette headed girl didn't need to be told, since she already had completed wiping everything besides the "T" of the board when Taichi and Yamato "suddenly" came stumbling in.

"Umm…ehh….we –," Yamato started rigidly scratching his head.

Mimi gave a nervous laughed and immediately wiped the "T" off the whiteboard, though it was quite obvious that the two boys had seen the letter.

"Yeah…uhhh…we…well…err…well… we just wanted to tell you that everyone's outside saying their goodbyes and we were looking for you…to…eh sign our yearbooks for old times sake?" Tai continued, ending the lie with a toothy grin. He pulled out his yearbook and a green pen.

As Mimi signed it, Sora couldn't help but think what the two boys had thought about the "T" that had been the last letter in Matt's name…were they know thinking that she had a crush on a boy who's name started with T!

Realization hit her…what if they thought…that she liked Tai instead?

She gaped until Tai got her out of her daze to sign his yearbook.

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(note: mind the exaggeration, and the kiddish feel to this chapter. I am describing it from my point of view, but you must note that this chapter is focused mainly on the children and their actions at this certain age.)

p.s – the next chapter will be focused on what happened when both of them moved to separate high schools…so this is more like the " do you still think of me!" part…arghh…it's really hard to explain…but when the REST of the whole story falls in place…(hopefully) you'll get it!

p.ss I hope this chapter didn't confuse you all o-O