Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon or its characters. They belong luckily to Toei Animation.
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The first time Sora noticed exactly how tall Yamato was, it was in an awkward situation.
Their teacher had sent them to bring the test sheets and a cardboard box of poster sheets from the staff room shelf. Yamato had easily slipped the box off but Sora was finding it hard to reach to the sheets placed at the highest shelf, even on her tiptoes.
Before she could ask Yamato for help, however, she felt him coming behind her already, muttering, "I will get that one."
She tried to move out of his way but before she could step aside, he stepped forward, already reaching up, his upper body pressing forward, trapping Sora between the shelf and himself.
Suddenly flustered at the lack of space between them, Sora pressed herself against the shelf and even though Yamato was not touching her, he was close enough for her to feel his body heat.
Yamato easily got the sheets down and brushed the dust off them. Sora turned around slowly to find him busily arranging them, still less than a foot away.
"Here you go." he said cheerfully, oblivious to their awkward situation.
Sora looked up at him - realizing that he looked even taller up close - and her eyes widened slightly. She became sure he had grown taller, without even hitting his growth spurt. Perhaps at the same moment Yamato realized how close he was standing to her because he stepped back twice hastily.
"Sorry. I didn't notice . . . " he trailed off awkwardly, rubbing his neck.
Sora took the sheets from him, internally sighing with relief and smiled brightly at him, "Thanks. I guess I'm still much shorter than you."
Yamato smiled back, his flush fading away, "But aren't you taller than most of the girls of our age?" he asked as they started walking out of the room.
"Well, I am, but then you are taller than most of the boys of our class so that sort of neutralize the effect," she sighed, "And here I thought I will out-height you before you reach your growth spurt."
Yamato laughed loudly, "Really?" he asked incredulously, "What would you get from out-heighting me?"
"Mm, satisfaction?" Sora supplied cheekily. Yamato laughed again, shaking his head.
Sora smiled as she looked away from him. Walking beside him in the empty corridor, she was once again reminded how tall - and lean - he was. He was one of those people whose looks improve with height.
Not that, she thought, glancing at him sideways, his need any more improvement. In her opinion they were already quite improved - and good - as they were.
She sighed mentally, realizing she will never be able to get taller than him - and maybe make him feel as awkward as he made her feel today - and will always have to look up at him when talking to him.
But maybe that's not such a bad thing after all. She was not entirely sure now whether she really wanted to get taller than him especially since she can always make him get things for her when she can't reach them.
Of course, that got nothing to do with how she felt today in such a closed up realization of exactly how tall he was.
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A/N: Hello again my dear readers. I must say, I almost left this series but your beautiful and sweet reviews brought me back. Here's a little something for you. I hope you like it.