Loves me not

AU: The ages have been changed, Yamato is 17. He went into the digital world when he was 15, as did the others.

Disclaimer: I don't own digimon or any of the characters.

Chapter Two: Ever Dream

Yamato sat in class, his pen scratching quickly on his sheet of paper as he copied out the class assignment,

"Write Two songs or poems capturing either one or two emotions. The length of the piece you do does not matter, however the language and feeling you put into it does," His teacher said to the class, "It is due next class, which is 3 days from now."

The teacher sat back down at his desk and pulled a stack of papers from his desk draw,

"You have this session to work on it," he said, "you may talk but please keep it quiet."

When Yamato was finished he stared at the white board, thinking of what feelings he would try and write about. He sat in silence for several minutes, his thoughts on his assignment thrown asides by those of Taichi. His deep brown eyes, his goofy smile, his…

"Matt!" a voice said forcing him back to reality, he blushed and he turned to look at Mimi.

"What is going on in that head of yours?" she asked him looking seriously concerned, "You were as lost as you were this morning…"

"Nothing…" Matt started but Mimi cut him off,

"Don't go denying it. I know something's up and I'm going to find out. So you can either tell me or…"

Mimi stopped mid sentence and looked at Yamato who had a look of dismay on his face. Mimi sighed,

"Matt," she said to him with a friendly smile, "I'm your friend and I'm here to help… if you need to talk I'm here."

The bell rang for recess and Mimi smiled and left the room, leaving Yamato alone. He quickly gathered his stuff and walked up to the teacher's desk. He was desperate to do anything to avoid seeing Taichi. He had been lucky enough to avoid him this morning due to the fact that he and Mimi had arrived on the bell.

"Sir?" Yamato asked.

His teacher looked up and smiled,

"Yes Yamato?" he responded still smiling, "how can I help you?"

"Ah Sir," he said quickly thinking of something to ask his teacher, "Would it be possible… If… If I did my song and poem in one?"

"In one," the teacher replied thoughtfully, "What do you mean 'in one'"

"I mean as, have like a song. With a poem within it, as if the person the song is about is speaking it?" Yamato said quickly hoping what he was saying made sense.

His teacher froze for a second or two, obviously thinking about what Yamato had asked,

"Yeah sure… why not," he said at last, "but it better be good… if I'm gonna let you do that you gotta make a deal with me, ok?"

"Ah yeah why not, what kind of deal," Yamato replied kicking himself mentally for even asking.

"It's got to be great… not ok…not good, but great," his teacher said enthusiastically, "If it's great… you pass the whole semester, if it's ok or good you fail, got me?"

Yamato started nodding before he actually got what his teacher meant, stopping he said,

"Wait! So what your saying is… if it's great I get an A… and pass the semester, but if it's not A material I fail the semester," Yamato said in a worried tone, if he failed his father would kill him!

"Yes and No," he teacher replied with even more enthusiasm, "If you get the A then yes, if you don't then you only fail this project…I'm not that cruel, besides if I didn't think you could do it, I wouldn't offer now would I?"

Yamato thought about it,

"He seems to think I can do it, so what going to stop me?"

Yamato smiled and nodded,

"Deal," he said offering his hand to the teacher who shook it.

Yamato walked out of class grinning, he had forgotten all about Taichi and the reason he had waited behind. He walked to his locker and shoved his books in. He checked himself in the mirror that he had stuck to the door of his locker before swinging it closed and finding himself face to face with Taichi.

Yamato jumped and fell backwards onto the ground before blushing when he saw Taichi smile; it was one of his most amazing features in Yamato's opinion. It suited his tanned skin, mop of hair and amazing brown eyes that sparkled every time he smiled.

Before Yamato could help it he was lost in Taichi's eyes,

"Yama?" Taichi asked snapping his fingers in front of Yamato's face, "Earth to Yama!"

Yamato was once again snatched back into reality, shaking his head a little he blushed even deeper.

'Why must he call me Yama?' he thought, 'it gives me false hope…'

"Yama?" he heard Taichi say again, his voice obviously concerned, "You alright?"

Yamato nodded,

"Yeah of course," he said smiling, " the shock dazed me a bit. Why'd you sneak up on me?"

Taichi looked over him as if doubting what his friend had said, he gave Yamato an intense glare before appearing to shrug it all off,

" 'Coz I missed you," he said putting on a sad voice, "you didn't call me over the holidays… and I only saw you at random parties and even then it was like you were hiding from me! You weren't, were you?"

'Shit,' Yamato thought, "Oh course not, why would I want to avoid my best friend? I was busy that's all… now you gonna help me up or what?"

Taichi smiled at Yamato, showing that he accepted his story. He offered out his hand to Yamato, the smile still on his face. Yamato grabbed it and let himself be pulled up. When he was up, he let go of Taichi's hand too quickly; the short-lived contact was enough to send Yamato into a sweat. He tripped forwards before being caught by Taichi, who held him against his chest. Yamato froze as he realised what had happened. The sound of Taichi's heartbeat and his natural scent mixed with aftershave relaxed him greatly. Slowly he moved his head up to look at Taichi, his face glowing red. When he looked up he found himself meeting Taichi's eyes with his own; their faces so close their noses had contact, and their bodies slightly brushing each other. Yamato hands were on Taichi's chest, held there by Taichi's own hands.

They stood there frozen in that position for several moments before the bell made them both jump. They stepped away from each other (both bright red) before they nodded at each other and walked in different directions, it wasn't until Yamato was at the other end of the corridor that he noticed he had walked away from his locker.

The next two sessions went by quickly. This is mainly because Yamato had buried himself in his work. On Mondays he spent the first four periods alone and it suited him just fine - especially after the incident barely two hours before. Before Yamato knew it, the bell for lunch had gone and he was once again at the mercy of his fantasies. He knew he couldn't avoid his friends this time, he was starving and they would think he was avoiding them.

He walked out of the classroom and headed towards his locker, once arriving he did the usual, unlocking and putting books in as one would do with a locker.

"Where were you at recess?" said a voice from behind him, "Huh?"

Yamato turned to find himself face to face with Sora. She was an averaged height girl, just shorter then he was. She had red hair that was cut about an inch or two above her shoulders.

"I stayed behind in English to get help on an assignment," he replied, changing the story a little bit.

"I'm sure," Sora said to him in a disbelieving tone. "Tai went to look for you… and when I saw him after recess he said he didn't find you… but we both know he's a horrible liar."

Yamato closed his locker for the third time that day and started walking towards the cafeteria, Sora keeping in step with him.

"I didn't see Tai," Yamato replied plainly, " so I don't know what he saw or what you think he is lying about."

Sora eyed him suspiciously before accepting what he said. They walked on in silence until they reached the cafeteria. As they walked in a loud shout greeted them,

"Hey! Sora, Matt over here!" Mimi's voice sounded from across the room at a table in the far corner. The room was in the shape of large square, one side being the canteen and the other was pretty much window, the best spot was probably the table in the far right hand corner where Mimi's hands waved for them to join her. She sat with two other people. A short brownie-red head we called Izzy and a blue haired guy named Joe. Taichi was nowhere to be seen.

"Where were you at recess?" Izzy asked when Yamato and Sora sat down at the table before taking a bite of his sandwich. Izzy was short for his age, but was smarter then the average.

"He was fixing his hair in the bathroom," Taichi's voice sounded behind him.

Everyone laughed but laughed even harder when they noticed Yamato blush. He turned around and glared at Taichi, trying not to get caught up in the sight. Taichi beamed at him, pretending that nothing had happened, well that's what Yamato thought anyway.

"Sounds like him," Sora commented when she was able to get her breath back.

"Thanks Sora," Yamato replied still blushing. Taichi had sat down besides him still beaming. He put a tray in front of Yamato that contained a chicken burger and a bottle of diet coke.

"Thought I would be nice," Taichi explained with a shrug after Yamato had looked at him with an inquiring face.

"Thanks," Yamato responded with a fond smile. He then turned and dug into his sandwich.

"Hungry?" Joe teased as Yamato devoured his burger in three quick mouthfuls and little to no chewing at all. Yamato replied by giving Joe the finger before he swallowed the last mouthful making everyone laugh again.

The rest of lunch went on pretty much the same, with talking and joking. Yamato spending most of his time trying not to look at Taichi, or when he was in conversation with him and had to look at him, he had to try especially hard not to stare. Towards the end of lunchtime everyone started to drift off into their other group of friends.

'That's the thing about having such a diverse group of friends,' Yamato thought to himself, 'Taichi is the soccer captain, so he had all the soccer guys and those slutty cheerleader girls, no offence to Mimi who was apart of that group, but even she admitted they where sluts. Sora had the tennis girls, Izzy the computer geeks and Joe had the honour students.'

Yamato sat in the same place, once again lost in his thoughts,

" I guess I can hang with the guys from the band," he said mentally. He went to stand thinking the stop of conversation meant that the others had left but then he saw Mimi still sitting in front of him staring at him, just as lost in thought as he was.

She smiled when he noticed him starting at her,

"Your back," she said simply looking at him.

"Why aren't you off with your other friends?" Yamato asked her.

"Because I wanted to spend sometime with you," she replied.

"Why?"

"Because you're my friend Yamato." She stated, "you've been distant all day…"

"I'm just tired," Yamato returned in a defensive tone.

Mimi sighed.

"I really don't get you Yamato Ishida," she said before rising from her seat and walking off.

Yamato watched her walk off but remained where he was.

'I should tell her,' he thought, 'I have to tell someone, it's eating me up inside!'

Yamato groaned and slammed his head against the table. He sat in silence for a few moments as he tried to collect his thoughts. He wanted Taichi out of his mind! Out of his life! Out… Just out! At the very least these thoughts, he wanted his best friend back.

"Yama, you alright?" Taichi's voice sounded above. Yamato looked up and gave Taichi a smile. He made sure he didn't make direct eye contact with Taichi.

"I'm fine…" he started.

"Just tired?" Taichi finished for him smiling slightly, "you need better sleeping habits."

Yamato laughed,

"I know…but you know it won't happen."

Taichi's smile broadened,

"Yeah, I know…but Yama?"

"Yes Tai?"

"If something was wrong, you'd tell me right," Taichi asked Yamato carefully.

Yamato hesitated for a moment, before taking a breath,

"'Course," he responded, letting loose a smile. Mostly for his own benefit but he hoped it would make him seem more convincing.

'Anything but this,' he continued mentally.

Taichi smiled,

"Good," he replied. Taichi opened his mouth again as if to continue but the bell cut him off. Instead he smiled and nodded,

"See you later Yama," he said before walking off.

Yamato turned his head and watched Taichi walk off, his eyes glued to his back and before he knew it they had slid down to Taichi's arse where they remained until he had left the room. Only then did Yamato stand and head to class, blushing deeply hoping nobody else noticed.

The rest of the day went on like the morning. He either got so into the work he lost all thought of anything else, or thoughts of Taichi distracted him from anything else. At last the end of school bell sounded and the corridors were filled with the shouting of students. Yamato walked to his locker for the last time that day and collected his bag.

He stretched as he waited for his friends to get their bags. They all walked to the front of the school together before departing their separate ways.

Yamato walked with Mimi, Sora and of course Taichi. Yamato walked in silence listening to Mimi and Sora's chatter about boys when Taichi's voice interrupted all conversation.

"I'm hungry," he announced loudly, "anyone got any food?"

They all laughed and rolled their eyes.

"When aren't you Hungry" Sora asked still laughing.

Mimi was speechless and only laughed harder at any attempt to stifle them.

Yamato patted Mimi on the back,

"Calm down," he said to her before going into his backpack and handing Taichi a large chocolate biscuit, "I packed it especially for you."

He handed it to Taichi who smiled and nodded in appreciation before stuffing it greedily into his mouth. Yamato stared at Taichi,

'He even makes eating look cute,' he groaned inwardly.

He continued to stare until Taichi noticed and made eye contact,

"Problem?" he asked whipping his mouth with his sleeve.

Yamato blinked several times before everything fell back into place, shaking his head he smiled, trying to hide how embarrassed he was at being caught staring.

"You're a pig," he responded to Taichi with a slight glare.

Taichi laughed and stuck out his tongue, sending both him and Yamato into giggles.

The girls had both stopped, as Yamato and Taichi kept walking. When they noticed they ran back to them, luckily they had only walked about 3 metres or so.

"Our turn offs," Sora answered simply to the boy's dumb founded faces.

"Oh," Taichi and Yamato mouthed when it sunk in; they turned and smiled at each other. Yamato offered Taichi his hand, to shake goodbye but before he knew it Taichi had swept him up into a hug. Taichi pattered Yamato's back and Yamato did in return after he got over the initial shock. They pulled away and smiled and turned to see the girls in their own goodbye ritual. When the goodbyes where done both groups of two headed in different directions. Sora and Taichi one way and Mimi and Yamato the others.

"Gonna tell me what's wrong now," Mimi asked in a sing song voice.

"I would if something waswrong," Yamato replied.

"I wonder, do you believes your lies?" she asked him, her voice more serious.

"Not lying." Yamato responded in a bored tone

Mimi glared at him before shrugging it off.

"Whatever Yamato," she said finally, "I'll see you tomorrow!"

Mimi turned down her street and within moments was gone from view. Yamato walked on at the mercy of his own mind again. He whistled a tune in the effort of keeping himself from thinking of Taichi. When that failed he broke into a run that he continued till he reached the door of his apartment.

Puffing he unlocked the door and headed straight to his room. The door being unlocked and the silence of the house told him Takeru wasn't home yet. Yamato sighed as he put his backpack on the ground and threw himself onto his bed. Sighing again he closed his eyes, loosing himself in thought once again.

Thanks to Gordy foor editing my story of crappy spelling mistakes and funny dictionary definitions of words i got embarrasingly long..

Also thank you to everybody who viewed you guys rock and it was very much appriciated.