Chapter 5: So it Goes

"Are we still on for tomorrow?" Takeru asked, catching Hikari's attention before she walked away.

"Of course!" she replied cheerfully. "I've been wanting to try that new restaurant for weeks now. Although," she paused, "we might have to reschedule if something comes up with the digital world. It's been a long time since we've had to think about that, hasn't it?"

Takeru nodded. His older brother stood just behind him, staring over his shoulder at the younger Yagami. "It's been a long time, but we have to be ready."

"Mmm…" Hikari mumbled. She shifted her gaze out over the bay, butterflies waking up in her stomach as she watched the waves crash against the shore.

Takeru spun his head around and shot Yamato a frustrated look before speaking up again. "Hey, don't worry though! We won't be separated from our digimon for too much longer. I'm sure Koushiro's already starting to get things figured out."

Hikari offered him a reassuring smile. He always tried so hard to make her feel better and she appreciated it, even if it didn't always work. Her chest felt heavy as she walked away from him.

"Well, see you… soon!" Takeru decided on saying. He waved goodbye and she turned around to do the same.

Once Hikari was out of sight, Takeru turned towards his brother and grimaced. "Ehhh… why do you always have to do that?"

"Do what?" Yamato asked, eyeing his brother carefully.

"That thing you do." He responded before mimicking his brother in a deep, solemn voice. "We have to be ready!"

Yamato rolled his eyes. "Well, we do. And stop that. I don't talk like that."

"Whatever you say…" Takeru mumbled, earning himself a jab in the shoulder. "Hey!"

Yamato defended himself from a rebuttal then turned his attention out towards the bay as well. "I wasn't trying to scare her, I was just being truthful."

Takeru didn't doubt that. He just wished his brother could be a bit more sensitive towards other people's moods. Maybe he didn't see it, but Takeru did. Hikari seemed distant lately, like something was distracting her.

"Anyways," Yamato continued, "I've got to get going. I'm already late to band practice and I've got to show up for a little bit before Koushiro calls us all back. What are you up to today?" he paused for a moment and glanced up towards where Hikari had walked. "Besides hanging out with your girlfriend?"

Takeru felt his eye twitch. "Eh? She's not my girlfriend!"

The older boy smirked, having gotten the reaction he was looking for. "Okay, okay. Whatever you say."

"No, I'm serious." Takeru went on, "Don't say things like that. It's weird."

"Okay!" Yamato repeated, throwing his hands up in defense. "I'm only joking."

Takeru rolled his eyes as Yamato turned to leave. Once the older boy was sure his face was hidden, he let his smirk fade.

Yamato couldn't keep track of his thoughts. There was too much to process. He probably just had a good opportunity to tell Takeru about their dad and his new girlfriend, but he supposed he didn't want to. He felt as if his family had made such great strides towards being able to exist together in the same space, but this was a huge drawback. Yamato wanted his father to be happy, but this made his family even more complicated.

Perhaps he hesitated to bring it up with his younger brother because he knew Takeru would be too chipper about it.

'Well, that'd good! Don't you think? Dad does need to revitalize his social life…' Yamato imagined him saying. Takeru was great at seeing the bright side of everything while Yamato struggled with change.

Then there was this mess with the digital world. As Yamato made his way down the street he remembered his adventures with Gabumon and hoped he was alright. The blonde had no idea what to make of what was going on. Normally he was able to offer some sort of rational idea or set the wheels in motion for a plan, but he struggled to understand how the worlds could be entirely disconnected.

And then there was Sora, and the corners of Yamato's lips twitched downwards at the thought of her.

The boy caught his reflection in a window he was walking past and he wondered how people who were once so close could regress into strangers. At one point, Sora was like a warm summer day. She reminded him of the feeling of stepping out of a pool into sunlight, his skin warming to his surroundings. She inspired him. She was the source of his creativity, his lyrics, his songs. Now though, when Yamato imagined himself stepping out of a pool it was into cold air and there were no towels around for warmth. He struggled to write. When they locked eyes at meetings with the rest of their friends, they quickly looked away from each other like they were embarrassed to have been caught.

Now, Sora had convinced Yamato that he was following in his father's footsteps. Although they were young, there was no one better for him than Sora. In fact, it was their likeness to each other that eventually drove them apart. They were too young to realize that at the time. Perhaps if they had waited…

But it was thoughts like those that drove him mad. Sora was his safety net, and she was pulled out right from under him.

At this point, Yamato had made it to band practice. He went to open the door but he took a moment to remind himself.

'No one else can be your safety net.'

"Sora-kun! Can you slow down a bit?" Jyou called out, trailing a couple feet behind the girl.

"Oh, sorry Jyou-senpai!" the redhead responded, pausing so he could catch up.

"You're a fast walker. Faster than I remember…" Jyou trailed off. "Or maybe I'm just tired."

As if on cue, the boy yawned. Sora raised a brow at him and put a hand on her hip. "And what are you so tired for? We haven't even fought any digimon yet."

Jyou furrowed his brows and looked up at her, sure that whatever he could say would elicit more teasing. "Ehh… I didn't sleep well last night. School, you know."

Sora imagined that Jyou would have difficulty sleeping most nights, with the high intensity of his studies and all. "Becoming a doctor is hard, is it? I would have never guessed!" Sora chuckled and stuck her tongue out, but Jyou wasn't amused.

A defeated look washed over his face. "I'm going to fail all my classes."

"All of them?!" Sora replied, a surprised twang in her voice. "I think you're being a bit pessimistic..."

Jyou quickly interrupted her. "I'm not! I'm serious. I don't think I'm meant to be a doctor. Not as good of one as my dad is, anyways."

Sora stopped walking and glanced back at him. "But this is what you've been waiting for your whole life, isn't it?"

"Well," Jyou went on, and he got into some sort of explanation. However, Sora became distracted. Once those words left her mouth she realized the similarities between Jyou and herself. He had a father who expected something from him, and Sora's mother certainly expected a lot out of her. Well, she used to, at least, but the pressure still remained.

Mrs. Takenouchi always wanted her daughter to fulfill her ikebana legacy. Sora had a certain reputation to uphold. Her family was well known, so it wasn't just her mother who expected something from her. The girl had long dreaded stepping into those shoes, which was part of the reason she'd decided to study math at university. Math seemed to be the farthest thing from the practice of ikebana...

The girl could feel her heartbeat in her head as a wave of thoughts and worry rushed in. Time felt like it was slowing down, and all she wanted to do was get home. Her thoughts became fuzzy and she couldn't bring herself back into focus. A wave of worry washed over her, like something imminent was about to happen, but there was no danger.

"Hey- Sora-kun, are you alright?"

"Oh!" Sora yelped, shaking her head back and forth. She'd snapped out of her trance. "Yeah.. yeah I'm fine. Sorry..." The girl's face grew red and her heart continued to pound. As much as she tried, she couldn't calm herself down.

Jyou began to talk about something else, but Sora found herself incredibly focused on her own future. Her friend's voice sounded like a distant humming in her ears. She fidgeted with her hands as the two of them walked on, making sure to nod every once in a while to convince Jyou she was still listening.

"Well, anyways, I'll see you later Sora-san."

The girl blinked. "What?"

Jyou pointed behind her. "This is your building, isn't it?"

Sora quickly spun around. "Oh... yeah. See you, then!"

The older boy nodded, his face laced with concern. Sora forced a smile. Once she got inside, she realized she was home alone and felt like she didn't want to be there. She needed to do something. She felt restless.

The girl laced up her shoes and grabbed her headphones. Perhaps a run was what she needed. It would give her a chance to get some fresh air and focus. More importantly, it would allow her to continue putting off her paperwork for school.

She pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail and turned the volume on her music up. It was almost dinner time, so she'd have about an hour to complete her workout and get back home.

The streets outside were bustling with people, per usual, so she chose a more scenic route through the park. The foliage was in it's prime. Deep green hues covered everything. It should have been calming, but as Sora ran, she couldn't help but think about her future. Adrenaline still felt like it was coursing through her body like before, but she couldn't figure out what she was so afraid of. Sure, futures were scary, but was this a proper reaction?

The girl slowed down until she reached a walking pace. She took a moment to catch her breathe. Besides a few other joggers off in the distance, no one was around. However, she still felt panicky.

'What am I going to do with my life? Maths is so boring! There can't possibly be a career path I'd enjoy. Teaching? No... I could go on to graduate school and do research... but that's so expensive. What's even the use? I'm locked in now. I already accepted the offer to study it. I can't go back. I wish this would stop.'

Thoughts raced through Sora's head. She felt like she was thinking illogically and it was exhausting. Normally she would take a moment and come up with a plan, but she felt incredibly stuck.

'This is set in stone. You can't go back. You should have just studied ikebana with your mother...'

Her mother would be so disappointed. She already should be. Didn't she always want Sora to follow in her footsteps? Sure, she'd stop pressuring her, but the dream was probably still alive deep down somewhere.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Sora jumped. The alarm on her phone started going off and it blasted right into her ears.

"4:50?" Sora asked herself. "Why did I set an alarm for- oh! That woman! She's probably waiting for me!"

The girl took one last deep breathe before starting off running again. Her chest felt heavy and her mind unsettled, but at least she had a short term goal. Chiyoko had prepared a gift for her and it'd be rude if she was late.

'And then there's that threat to the digital world... I wonder why all the gates are closed. What if an old enemy was coming back to power? Piemon? Belialvamdemon? Oh, Sora! Snap out of it.'

It wasn't like her to automatically assume the worst, but worst-case scenarios tugged at her brain as she dashed across town. She reached Chiyoko's clothing store just before 5pm and saw the old women organizing the counter top through the window. They caught each other's gaze and offered quick smiles. Sora pushed the door open and went inside, the top corner of it knocking against some bells.

"Just in time!" The old women said, her voice old and wise. "I wouldn't expect anything less from a Takenouchi."

Sora thought about mentioning the alarm she had to set, but she decided to just accept the compliment. She paused inside of the doorway and leaned down- a quick bow out of respect.

"Such good manners too. Come here, I've finished your gift!"

The woman disappeared into the back of the store, her steps small and slow. As Sora watched her go, she wondered how old she was. Chiyoko's mind was quick and witty, yet age had clearly slowed her down.

She re-emerged a few moments later with a small box in her hands.

"I think you'll like this!" Chiyoko said, sounding quite proud. She reached out and placed the box directly into Sora's hands, taking a moment to ensure she had a good grip before letting go. "And I know you want to be polite and try to decline it, but I won't take no for an answer."

Sora smirked and held her tongue. At this point, it would be rude to suggest that she didn't deserve whatever it was. She carefully unwrapped the box and opened the flaps, Chiyoko looking on eagerly the entire time. Inside the tissue paper was a hairclip. It was a red and white flower made from fabric and attached to a bobby pin.

Sora's brows shot up. The gift was home made, and it was beautiful. "It's- it's lovely!" she exclaimed, pulling it out of the box and holding it up to get a better look. The fabric felt like silk and was perfectly stitched together. Sora figured it would have taken her hours to make something like that, but it probably took Chiyoko a matter of minutes.

"Come on, come on! Try it on." Chiyoko said, still smiling and motioning towards a mirror up against the wall. "Let me see how it looks. I hope I sized it right."

Sora nodded and walked over towards the mirror. She gripped a small piece of hair in her hand and carefully pushed the pin through it, so it sat against her head right above her ear. The girl smiled at herself. She liked the way it looked.

Chiyoko piped up behind her. "Well? Let me see."

Sora turned around to face her, still beaming. "It's perfect! How did you make it?"

Chiyoko seemed pleased. Happy crinkles formed around her eyes as she looked at the girl. "Oh, it's a simple design. Would you like me to show you?"

Sora raised her brows. "You would teach me how to make it? But it's yours!"

"It's art." Chiyoko interrupted. "And art is everyone's. Besides, I won't be around forever. Someone should know how to make it."

Chiyoko started heading towards the back of the store once again, motioning for Sora to follow. The girl did as she was told. She was much more excited than she expected to be, and her worries from before had all but disappeared.

Taichi waited around impatiently for his family to fall asleep. His Mom had gone to bed quite early, which was typical of her. His father, on the other hand, tended to stay up late. On this particular night, he was messing around with his computer, trying to hopelessly code something for work. Hikari sat with Taichi in front of the television, unaware that he was waiting up, until she could no longer keep her eyes open.

"Don't forget to turn all the lights off." She mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

It was just after midnight when Taichi heard the faint sounds of his father snoring. It was time. Taichi felt his legs start to shake.

The boy stood steady and grabbed his jacket. He'd promised Koushiro he'd meet him, and there was no turning back now. This was definitely at the top of the 'scariest missions ever' list, but it was something he had to do.

Taichi was hoping no one would catch him. His black shirt and dark jeans made him look suspicious. As he made his way out, a 'meow!' could be heard behind him.

"Shh!" Taichi spun around and pressed his forefinger against his lip. "Shut up, Miko!"

The cat made a grumbling sound, but obeyed. He laid down in the middle of the hallway and watched as Taichi shut the door behind him.

The thing about Odaiba was that it was never really dark. Taichi moved as quickly as he could, hoping that no one would see him. He had no idea how this mission would go, so he could only assume that the less people that saw him, the better. Although it was summer, the air was chilly and dry. The wind picked up throughout Taichi's walk, like the universe was trying to tell him to turn around and go home. Bits of paper and plastic swirled around his feet.

Koushiro was already sat at their meeting point- a park bench covered by foliage a few blocks away from the building they'd be breaking into. He had his computer out, the screen dimmed low, and he was using his sweatshirt to try and absorb some of the light.

Taichi didn't say anything to him until he got in a range that allowed him to whisper.

"Koushiro." he said simply, nodding at the other boy.

Koushiro looked up, unsurprised by Taichi's sudden arrival. "Good. You made it."

Taichi sat down next to him and peered over at his screen. A floorplan of the building was pulled up, and a large red X marked the spot that Taichi figured they'd be trying to get to. He stared at it for a moment, wondering if they'd ever actually reach that point.

"Hey," Taichi started, his voice low and deep, "what are the odds of us successfully pulling this off?"

"Not very high." Koushiro responded, his eyes still glued to his screen.

"You could have at least lied to me." Taichi muttered, slumping down. "This is crazy. We can't just break into some government building. Do we even know what exactly we're looking for?"

"We're looking for a computer." Koushiro stated. He finally stopped typing and looked up. "A computer in that building has a program on it with the ability to distort the digital gates. Both Gennai and I have tried to hack into it, but it didn't work. Our last chance to regain control of the gates is to disable the program from the computer it's already on."

Taichi raised a brow. "Even if we do that, can't whoever created the program just reset it?"

"Perhaps." Koushiro replied. He seemed unphased by his friend's suggestion, like he'd already thought through all the potential loopholes in his plan. "But I'm going to copy the program onto my own computer. I think once I get a good look at it, I'll be able to hack into it in the future."

The brunette had many other questions, but he didn't think it'd be worth it to ask them. Koushiro had everything figured out, per usual, but this was still a risky mission. As the time to enter the building neared, Taichi could feel a certain sickness looming in his stomach. He began to feel thankful that Koushiro hadn't invited all their friends along. He didn't want anyone else to put themselves in such danger.

Koushiro finally closed his laptop, the dim light it provided disappearing entirely. "Are you ready?" he asked, crickets taking over the silence that his voice faded into.

Taichi stood and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He could see the building in the distance. It was dark and cold-looking, it's cement walls looming high against the sky. "I... I don't know... are you sure?"

Perhaps someone else would have thought that sort of hesitation was uncommon for Taichi. Koushiro, however, knew differently. He seemed to be around whenever Taichi froze, and Koushiro would actually argue that he froze quite often.

"You can't bail on me now." Koushiro muttered, stuffing his laptop into his backpack. "The Taichi Yagami I know has fears, but he isn't afraid to face them."

Taichi let out a hollow sigh. He turned to face the building once more and nodded. "Fine. Let's do this."

Koushiro flashed his friend a knowing grin. That was the Taichi he knew. Together, the two of them advanced towards the building, making sure to keep themselves shaded in the shadows as much as they could. When they reached the front gate, Koushiro pulled out his phone and entered a code into the keypad. The metal gate opened, allowing the boys to enter as if they actually worked there.

Taichi blinked. "Well... that was easy enough."

"We're lucky these types of security systems are built to fend off human hackers, and not ones from the digital world," Koushiro responded. "Gennai was able to crack the codes of this building in a matter of minutes."

The two boys carefully made their way towards the large, metal doors, Taichi glancing over at his friend curiously. "How?"

Koushiro smirked. "Let's just say Gennai knows his stuff. I could explain it, but I don't think you want me to."

"Mmm..."

What Koushiro said was proven true as they made it through the front doors and tiptoe'd through the halls. The redhead pointed out every security camera that could have caught their images and was able to disable them. They went past numerous offices filled with computers, files, and papers- none of those of interest to the digidestined. They were looking for one office in particular, and Koushiro led them right to it.

"Here." He said, pausing to double check the office number with what he had written down on his phone. "This is the one. Whoever works here is the one who's been messing with the digital portals."

Taichi peered in through the glass. A red, blinking light on the computer meant it was on. Otherwise, the office was empty. The desk looked like it had just been cleared out. There was no name plate on the door, either.

"I have a weird feeling about this." Taichi murmered, stepping back to let Koushiro pick the lock. The door swung open effortlessly. "And a weird feeling about that. Where'd you learn how to pick locks so quickly?"

Koushiro rolled his eyes, categorizing this as another one of Taichi's inquires that didn't need to be answered. "Can we just focus on the mission? I need to connect my laptop to that computer and download the files, and then we need to get out of here."

"Oh, what?" Taichi asked, his tone filled with sass, "You have an important date or something?"

"Wha-?!" Koushiro stammered. There was no way Taichi could have known, but he instantly thought of his last meeting with Mimi. He did have a date- well a date of sorts- but Taichi was only kidding. "No." Koushiro quickly tried to recover, but from the way Taichi was peering over at him, he could tell the brunette knew something was off.

"What the hell kind of reaction was that?" Taichi laughed, snorting a bit.

It was the reaction of someone who actually had a date. As promised, Mimi had taken him out to dinner after his meeting with his father's friend. It was simple- a cute cafe, hesitant conversation, two old friends acting like they'd just met. At the end of it, Mimi suggested they do it again sometime. Koushiro quickly said yes, happy that Mimi seemed to be taking the lead. He didn't know how to act in those sorts of situations, but with Mimi, he felt even more pressure to pretend to know what he was doing. Koushiro definitely didn't know how to tell a mutual friend about their meal together, so he didn't.

"Will you keep your voice down!" The redhead scolded, raising his voice a little as well. He instantly realized how hypocritical he must have sounded.

'Click, clack, click, clack'

The two boys froze as they picked up on footsteps. The sound of someone's boot hitting the ground sped up, like whoever it was had heard them.

"Shit!" Koushiro gasped. He dashed over to the computer and attached his laptop to it. If they were going to get caught, he at least wanted a copy of that program to work on from whatever jail he'd inevitably be sent to. "Taichi, close the door and get down!"

The brunette didn't need to be told twice. He quietly closed the door and locked them inside. With his body pressed up against it, he peered out the glass to try and see who was going by. He motioned for Koushiro to get low once the figure got closer to them.

The redhead knelt down under the desk and hid himself in the shadows. He squeezed his eyelids shut, like the whites of his eyes would be enough to give them both away. Taichi felt his heart pounding fast and his breath becoming staggered. He could see that whoever was approaching was some type of guard.

'Click, clack, click, clack, click.' And then it stopped.

Taichi held his breathe. He could barely make out Koushiro's outline as he hid. He couldn't think about what would happen if they were caught. What would he do? What would he tell his parents? That was one phone call home he definitely didn't want to make.

'Hey mom, you remember Koushiro? The friend you thought was a good influence? The one you always pushed me to hang out with? Yeah, he convinced me to break into the Department of Defense. I'm in jail now, so, can you do something about all this?'

'Click, clack, click, clack, click.' The footsteps started again, and continued on until they were too far away to hear. Taichi felt his breath come back to him. It was a close call, but they were still safe.

Koushiro waited a couple moments to come out of his hiding spot. He had droplets of sweat on his forehead and his shirt was all ruffled up. He took a moment to smooth it out and to catch his breath himself.

"That was close..." Taichi mumbled. He could tell Koushiro wasn't pleased with how loud he was before based on the look he shot him.

"Let's just get this done before another guard comes around."

Taichi nodded. "Right."

Koushiro opened his laptop and started some sort of program. Taichi tried to peer over his shoulder to see what he was writing, but it was difficult to understand. Instead, he leaned back against the door and waited. He wanted to be able to hear any more guards approaching.

"This is interesting..." Koushiro began, still typing away. "I wonder who built this sort of program. I don't even think I know this much about the digital gates. For someone to override them like this... it must have taken years of research!"

"Years?" Taichi raised his brow and walked over towards his friend. He leaned over to get a better look at what Koushiro was talking about.

"Look at this!" Koushiro exclaimed, his eyes glued to his screen. He quickly realized that looking at what he was doing probably wouldn't be helpful for Taichi, so he started to explain. "Someone coded an entire program to manipulate the digital gates. They built it from scratch. I wonder where they got all of this information. They must have been watching and learning from the digital world for a really long time."

Taichi squinted his eyes and leaned in closer. "So someone figured out that they could create a program to manually control the gates? What does this mean? Is the government trying to stop us from going into the digital world?"

"Perhaps..." Koushiro muttered. "Or, it could mean that they want to get in."

Taichi bit his lip. "That can't be good."

"Definitely not." Koushiro replied. "We can't trust the governments of the world getting their hands on that sort of power. We've got to get this program back to Gennai so he can figure out a way to block it. We'll have to keep our eye on things like this from now on. Now that people know about the digital world, there's bound to be some who want to access it."

Taichi remained silent. His head was filled with thoughts about what could happen if the wrong person met up with an evil digimon. He imagined scenarios of war as Koushiro closed his laptop and began working on the desktop computer. "What are you doing?"

"Now that I've copied the program, I need to shut it down. Remember that Reiji kid? I think Mimi was right. The only reason he was able to enter the digital world was because someone set the portals to 'open for everyone'. We can't have that happen. Could you imagine?"

"Yeah..." Taichi felt dazed. His younger self was so naive. Did he really, at one point, think the two worlds could be integrated without problems like this? There were no rules. There were no laws. Right now, if someone wanted to harness the power of the digital world with bad intentions, they could try and do it and no one could stop them. Well, no one except for the chosen children, but Taichi didn't even want to think about going up against the government.

"That should do it!" Koushiro said, reading over his work with satisfaction. "I recoded the program, and I'm pretty sure I jammed it up well enough to make it difficult to reactive. Things should be back to normal now. The digital ports can be opened, but only by us."

"Great!" Taichi exclaimed, "Now let's get our stuff and get out of here. I have a feeling we've stuck around for too long already."

Koushiro packed up his things and they began to head out the same way they came in. On the way, Koushiro was sure to reactive all the cameras he'd turned off before so no one would realize there was missing footage unless they went back and watched it all. Taichi felt a bit skeptical about how much easier the mission turned out to be than he'd expected, but Koushiro seemed satisfied enough, so he didn't question it.

The two boys walked back out into the night and breathed a sigh of relief. Light was starting to flicker over the horizon.

"We did it." Koushiro said, his words riding on an exhale.

"Well," Taichi grinned, "I still have to sneak in to my house."

"Ah," Koushiro replied with a smirk, "same. I don't know who I'd rather be caught by- the government or my mom."

The two of them stood on the sidewalk for a moment, still in awe of what they'd accomplished. They'd broken into a government building undetected. Koushiro had normalized the digital gates. There were some new questions raised, but that was a problem for later.

"What do we do next?" Taichi asked.

Koushiro furrowed his brow. "First, we go home and get some rest. We'll have to meet up with the others later and make sure everything is definitely back to normal. I'm going to start monitoring the gates more closely. This can't happen again, but if it does, we'll have to stop it. I have a feeling we'll be facing some new problems in the near future."

"So it goes..." Taichi muttered, his shoulders sagging with exhaustion.

Koushiro repeated his words, leaning his head back so he could get a good look at the night sky. "So it goes..."

"Is that him? The boy?"

"Yeah, that's him. He's the one we want."

Their voices were quiet, yet stern. They watched two boys walk off down the road. Across town, a girl jolted from her sleep and sat up straight in bed. Another nightmare. She leaned down over the top bunk in an attempt to wake her brother, but no one was there.

"I'm coming for you... Hikari.."

It was the same voice from her dreams, but this time she was wide awake.

I have no excuse for taking such a long time with this chapter. I don't. I really don't. I'm so sorry, but thank you for reading! The next installment will come soon. I'm expecting the next chapter to be a lot of fun to write, so hopefully it won't take as long ;). I'm looking forward to exploring some of the characterization of the other kids, too!

Thanks again!

-garudamon