-Tsukishima Institute, 12 pm-

"Hey, Tai is alone again. I think it's Sora's turn to try."

"Me? But he'll never get anything out even though I'd force him to!"

"Just try, ok? It's fine if he doesn't talk."

"Alright. Thanks Matt."

"Anytime, love."

As usual, Taichi sat with the digidestined. For the past week they tried to talk to him. They gave up when they realized he'll never respond, so they leave him alone while they try to find out the cause of this mess.

"Hey, uh, Tai-?"

Taichi turned around, and saw Sora tapping on his shoulder while he was lost in thoughts.

"You ok? You've been quiet, lately."

"Oh, yeah…"

Why is she asking me? Shouldn't she be cuddling with Matt right now? Taichi nibbled on his peanut butter and jelly sandwich, while tapping his fingers on the table, wanting to go to a certain room.

"Tai?"

Taichi turned around dropping the sandwich on the napkin, "Huh?"

Sora giggled, "Clumsy as always… Stupid Tai!"

"Hey! Sowa-san, not fair!" Taichi pouted.

Sora giggled again. Taichi stared at her.

Damn, why does have to be so cute… No wonder she got so much attention from Matt…

Sora kept giggling. Tai bowed his head down, hiding his obvious blush and smiled under his breath. One side of him wanted to say goodbye, but the other wanted to take her to an empty corridor and just kiss . . .saying that he loves her with everything he had . . .

God damn it,Taichi! Stop daydreaming about something that will never come true...

Tai got up from his seat.

"You leaving already?"

"Yeah. I want to get started on my history homework."

"Oh my, the world has ended! Taichi Yagami has taken some consideration to his homework for once!" Sora mock fainted.

"I'm probably gonna end up sleeping in the library though. See you in chemistry!"

"See ya!"

Taichi walked off to the cafeteria doors while Sora went back to the digidestined to sit on Matt's lap.

"So, you got anything out of him?"

"No, not yet. But we will soon."

Taichi walked through the corridors taking a shortcut that may have lead to the library. But that wasn't his destination. In reality, he was going to a place that had the only thing he could think about…