Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own Digimon.

Yamato had invited them to his concert; free tickets. She didn't like attending concerts; too much noise and useless shouting making it unable for her to actually enjoy the music, plus all the pushing. But she didn't want to disappoint Yamato, specially when he had looked at her with so much hope when handing the tickets. She had felt her face grow warm then but that must be because they had been walking home and the day was warm despite the chilly breeze.

So she went; with Taichi and Takeru. Taichi pushed their way halfway to the front after which it seemed impossible to get any closer to the stage.

"Looks like that's the closest we can get." Taichi shouted in her ear over all the commotion. Sora felt disappointed; but that must be because she was hoping that the commotion must be less at the front.

As soon as the concert started, the crowd started cheering and pushing and moving; an ear-splitting mixture of all sorts of noise. Sora found herself at a loss of her position as she was pushed first in one direction, then in another. She tried to look for Taichi but it was impossible to move on her own will, to make way out of people. She decided to wait for the end of the concert to find him and looked up at the stage to at least see the live show.

Yamato was holding the microphone in his both hands, his voice coming melodious and deep and strong and very . . . mature. She was slightly surprised. His voice had never felt so nice when he would be simply talking. It must be the music making his voice so much richer. The stage lights were making his blond hair appear even lighter, his pale face even paler and in a striking contrast with his dark coat and turtleneck. His eyes were casually moving over the crowd and his tall frame looking even taller on the stage. Sora stared at him, the first time actually seeing him as he sang. The noise of the crowd went all but a faint buzzing at the back of her mind.

Then Yamato's eyes met hers; stayed connected for merely two seconds, before he looked away. Sora felt . . . not disappointed, of course not disappointed, why would she be disappointed, but merely uncomfortable. Must be the loud crowd. There was a reason she hated concerts.

Before, however, she could look away from him, his eyes came back to meet hers again. This time it lasted longer and before the thought of looking away could enter her mind, he smiled; his sideways smile, like smiling at a joke shared between the two of them only. Without any hesitation, Sora found herself smiling back, her face growing warm again (must be the heat of the crowd). He didn't look away until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Found you!" Taichi exclaimed happily and she could see Takeru coming on her other side.

"Don't wander away, Sora." Takeru advised, "It's hard to find anyone in this jam."

When she glanced back at Yamato, he was looking somewhere else but there was still a hint of a smile on his lips.

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Yamato felt the familiar thrill of being exposed to a public of hundreds, gathered to listen to him, as he stepped onstage. He waved and smiled to the loud cheers of his fans. His eyes passed over the crowd to set on a mass of dark brown bushy hair and his smile grew. Taichi had come. Takeru was right beside him. Sora must be there, too, somewhere. He looked around, his eyes searching, but could not find her in the chaos down there. Feeling less hopeful now, he held the microphone, hoping she came, just not visible to him.

He started singing and the crowd cheered even louder. He kept his eyes searching for any hint of auburn. He didn't know himself why he wanted Sora to come to the concert so much even though he knew she doesn't really like them.

It's just because she is the only person who would give me an honest opinion of the experience, he told himself. Taichi is too non-serious and Takeru will always appreciate it no matter how bad he sings. Only Sora will give him a true opinion.

Or so he explained to himself as the reason for wanting Sora to come.

Just as his hope was dwindling on its last edges, his eyes met a very familiar shade of red-brown eyes.

Sora!

He barely stopped himself from abruptly calling out her name in the middle of the song. He looked at her and she seemed . . . lost. Her eyes were slightly wide and she was barely holding her ground as the crowd around her moved in excitement. Yamato suddenly felt bad about inviting her, about her being stranded like that, about her looking at him like that; like a deer caught in headlights. She must be having the worst time of her life.

He looked away from her, his eyes searching anxiously for Taichi and Takeru. He soon found the great mob of brown, pushing people out of his way as he moved towards where Sora was standing. Taichi must have realized Sora had gotten separated from them.

Feeling slightly better that Taichi is soon going to find Sora, he looked back at Sora, still staring at him. He held her gaze, hoping to make her feel less uncomfortable, letting her know that at least one of her friends knows where she is, until Taichi could reach her. As he sang lyric after lyric, he kept his eyes firmly on her and smiled. To his relief, Sora smiled back, a hesitant smile that made Yamato feel warm all over. He felt less bad about inviting her now. Just then she turned around, their eyes finally unlocked, as Taichi tapped her shoulder and Takeru came on her other side. Yamato felt slightly disappointed but relieved at the aspect of Taichi and Takeru finally finding her. He looked away, unable to remove the smile from his face whenever he recalled her hesitant smile; it had seemed to be almost shy but he knew Sora better.

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A/N: I know, I know, it's been months since I updated this series but I got so few reviews for the last one so I sort of drifted away from this to my new Merlin fanfiction and then I started watching Friends and loving Mondler pairing but oh well, here you go. Hope you like this chapter. Reviews are really very much appreciated.