Another chapter, finally. Thank you so much to all 6 of my reviewers, I greatly appreciate it... truly... so yeah... ummmm... here it is... and my long forgotten disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. But when my friend rules the world, I will... trust me... I will... but until then I am but a watcher

"Yamato?" I stated again, the blonde did not reply, but merely blinked in confusion. It was him, it had to be him.

"I-" he was speaking, finally, "I'm sorry," yes, say your sorry you left and that you love me! "I'm sorry but who's Yamato?" No. No, no, no, no, no. Please, no. I'm holding back tears, trying not to faint from sadness. He's playing a joke on me, he is.

"You..."

"Yamaru Otashi! What the hell is holding you up?" called a voice from behind him. Who the hell is Yamaru? My beautiful angle turned around to face a stiff look man with black, now graying, hair. He had coarse tanned skin, as dark as my own, and hard grey eyes. "Yamaru answer me, what's holding ya up?" Holding him up? What the fuck? Yamato turned around.

"Sorry dad, be there in a sec!" DAD? No! Mr. Ishida is... is at home... and... he has... a picture of Yamato... I'm so... "Hey I'm sorry I think you got the wrong guy, and I got to go. See you around maybe." Yamato picked up a large box and put it in the trunk of the truck. No, please no.

"Taichi..."

"I'M TELLING YOU HIKA! IT WAS YAMATO!" Please, somebody believe me. I need someone to believe me. Kari came to me and put a hand on my shoulder. I'm sure she meant it to be comforting, but it wasn't.

"Taichi please, Yamato has bean dead for 2 years..." no... my eyes are welling up now,

"No, it was him," I'm crying, feeling the wet tears run down my fast, tasting salt as they it my mouth, "it had to be him. Please... believe me..." Hikari gives me a hug and just holds me, like a mother would a child. Not one soul believed me today, when I came back with the soccer ball, they laughed (except for Sora) and called me crazy (except for Sora) and said I needed to see a psychiatrist to deal with my grief again (that would be only Sora). I think, if just one person could believe me, I would have the courage to try to go out and find him again. Try to find him and convince him.

"Taichi, I think we need to call your therapist again," says Hikari reaching for the phone, I pull her hand away.

"No, I don't ever want to talk to that fucking idiot again." Hikari sighs, normally she would laugh. Our mom has this bad habit of picking these terrible doctors. Really.

"Fine, but Taichi, please, accept it. Yamato is dead." I look down, I don't want to even look at her. My own sister won't at least humor me, "And please, don't tell Takeru, I don't think he would be able to handle it..." says Hikari, I can hear her voice wavering. Don't tell Takeru? Why the hell not? He might be the only person who would believe me. I remember what happened, for days after Yama died...

/flashback/

"Takeru be careful, you can't fall!" I shouted from a bit lower down the craggy ravine wall. Young Takeru nodded.

"D- don't worry Taichi!" he called back. I'm scanning the crags, for a lock of hair, blood, ripped clothing, a guitar pick, what ever. Just anything to console myself. After that, I plan to look in the calmer water. Takeru is helping. Poor kid, he's taking it as bad as me. He won't believe Yamato is dead either. Why can't I find anything damnit! There were spots of his blood at the top of the canyon. There has to be something, anything. Something Yamato could never live without. "Taichi, I- I can't find anything! Where's Yama Taichi?" He yells, crying.

"Just keep looking Takeru, just keep looking." I bite my lip until I bleed. Tasting the coppery blood, is this what Yamato tasted? What was running through his mind? "I'm sorry Yamato, I tried..."

/end flashback/

Well, let's just say our parents weren't that happy with our expeditions. Hikari gives me one last sympathetic look before she goes into her room. I go into mine and lay down on the bed. Usually, wherever I go, I see Yamato. When I lay down on the bed, he's next to me, whispering, laughing, singing, or sleeping peacefully. When I go to school, he sits next to me, trying to look at my sheet or cracking jokes about the teacher. When I'm walking home on a cold winter night, he's strolling along next to me, whistling a tune, singing, anything to break the cold silence. Yamato is in me. I can feel him breath, I can feel his heart beat. And now, Yamato's alive, so each day I felt him, I felt an alive Yamato... it's creepy and wonderful to think about it. And alive Yamato. Please let him be alive. The phone rings. I, now laying on my bed in the dark, cannot muster the strength to get it. Disappointed and hurt. The will is gone from my body.

Like peaks in through the door and I wince. Hikari looks at me.

"Taichi," she says softly, "Mimi is on the phone," Good God. I take the phone from Hikari and mumble something incoherent hoping that Mimi will think I just woke up.

"Taichi! If your being all remorse and mellow dramatic on your bed in the dark again I won't have it! And stop mumbling! I can always tell when your faking." Bitch.

"Fine, what do you want?"

"Sora told me about the kid you saw in the park..." Oh God. Sora told her?
"Well...? Do you believe me...?"the line was silent,

"No, I'm afraid not Taichi. I was calling to make sure you weren't overdosing on your depression drugs again. You know that stuff made you hallucinate." Yeah, I abused the drugs a couple times, so what? It made me feel happy because I was hallucinating a Yamato. But no, this time I didn't over dose and I'm sure he was real.

"No Mimi. I haven't abused any drug in since I was 15! And that was when I first got the drugs, I haven't done it since," Mainly because Hikari and Mom locked the drugs away in a cabinet and I can't pick it and they won't give me a key. I am administered the drugs.
"Well, it never hurt to be too careful, but Taichi? Please, don't hurt yourself again," Ok, I was seriously depressed when I cut myself. I just thought, if Yamato isn't here? Why should I be hear? We came into this world together (Not entirely true, we're a week apart. But we've known each other since we were 5 months old,) and we can leave this world together! Well... it didn't go over very well with the vast majority of the world once they found out. Especially my family and friends.

"No Mimi. Don't worry. I. Am. Fine. I just saw the supposedly dead love of my live today that's all." I said trying to make it seem casual. I can here Mimi sigh on the phone.

"I got to go Taichi, but please, be careful!" Click. She doesn't believe me either.

Hikari, Sora, Akira, Atsushi, Mimi, Daisuke. No one believes me.

Please, why won't someone believe me?

Here is the long neglected 2nd chapter. I am a terrible person and I am very sorry I did not update sooner!