So, this chapter is kind of different. It's in Taichi's point of view. It's also for my sister. She gave me the idea. So, Miss Sis, here you go. Reviews would be amazing, I only got ONE on the last chapter! What is that! -Pouts- Don't you love me anymore?

Taichi

Another sigh of frustration escapes me. It's been nearly a week since I tried to kiss Yamato. He's ignoring me, 100%. I've tried to apologize, and he just runs from me. He probably thinks I'm disgusting, now. He's sitting with Koushiro. Kou looks over at me, and offers me a weak smile, then looks back at Yamato. They talk quietly, and whatever Yamato says makes Kou laugh. When the teacher looks at them, Kou looks down. I know he's blushing. He's the quiet, shy kid. I look back at my book, which does have words on it. None of them make sense. I look back at the blonde beauty, and sigh again. He shoots me a glare, then looks down again. The bell rings. Yamato is the first one out the door, I'm the last. Kou is waiting for me.

"Lunch together?" He asks. I shrug.

"Sure. I guess." I let Koushiro lead me to our group of friends. I look around for Yamato, but I'm yanked into sitting before my eyes search even half the room.

"Your boyfriend left."

"He didn't leave, he ran away."

"Yeah."

"I don't ha-"

"Taichi, be quiet, we're talking." I sigh in annoyance at Sora and her friend. This is her replacement for Mimi. I don't eat again, even with Kou's food being shoved at me. It seems like forever that I sit and listen to my friends fight over stupid nothings. Then the bell rings. Gym with Yamato. I watch for him all the way to gym class, but see nothing. I wait outside the change rooms, still nothing. I change quickly, not wanting to be late, and shoot into class right as the teacher begins calling names for attendance.

"Ranger? Oh, wait it says Is-"

"Here." I spin around to find Yamato joining us. He's smiley and sweaty. Coach opens his mouth, but Yamato cuts him off, again.

"I was getting help with my Biology homework." He hands coach a note, and he sits in his usual place beside me, but ignores me. I notice the way Yamato squirms under Coach's eyes. Yamato smiles at nothing. I can't take my eyes off Yamato, either. The shine from his sweat makes him even more gorgeous. Yamato notices me looking at him, and his eyes slowly meet mine. The blue is nearly gone. I blink in surprise, but by then Yamato's looked away, and I don't know if I really saw it. Something sits in my brain for the whole gym class. There was something wrong with his eyes. I just couldn't remember why I knew it was wrong. Yamato participated in gym today. We play soccer, and we're on the same team. I'm so shocked when he passes me the ball that I freeze.

"TAI!" Shouts from everyone as the balls stolen from my feet. Yamato's eyebrow shoots up.

"I thought you were good at soccer," He calls. I chase after the ball and get back. I also shoot the next four goals, and get them all, winning the game. When the bell goes, everyone heads for the showers. Yamato collapses against my side.

"Carry me." He says. Apparently I've been momentarily forgiven. I help the tired blonde to the change rooms. He leaves me, and showers. By the time I get out of the shower myself, he's dressed. Yamato's staring into space. The absent look is back on his face. The smile back in place. I dress and wait for him to notice that I'm ready, but he doesn't even flinch until I say his name. He jumps as if he someone shouted at him.

"What?"

"We have last class still."

"Oh, right." He gets up, and follows me. He seems gone again, though, so I don't bother trying to talk to him. I watch him during class. He sits and he draws.

"Ranger?" Yamato says nothing, so I poke his leg. He jumps and glares at me. I mouth the word 'teacher'. He looks up.

"What?"

"What's the answer?"

"Uhm..1934?"

"What? Yamato.." The class laughs at him, and he shrugs and looks back down. He is distracted again, by his drawing. I shift and peak at it. It makes no sense to me, the room there. He seems frustrated with it.

"Yagami, what about you?" I look up.

"Uhm..."

"The answers 120." Yamato whispers.

"120?"

"Glad to see one of you two is paying attention."

"If you knew the answer..."

"I didn't. Until after."

"That doesn't make any sense!" Yamato glares at me. The class is silent. I realized I was shouting.

"Sorry." I say. The teacher continues. My outbursts aren't that normal, are they? Yamato grins.

"You're stupid." He says. I notice his eyes are back to normal. He's still sweating a lot though. As the day goes on, Yamato bounces. He eyes the clock.

"Will you stop?" I snap at him. He doesn't even acknowledge me. The bell ringing sets him off, and he's up and gone within seconds. I blink. The rest of the class watches him as well.

"That kids weird." Someone says.

"He's gorgeous." A girl responds.

"He's a druggie." Silence. No one wants to deny it. No one wants to admit it. The eyes, the sweating all the time, the mood changes. She was right. He was doing drugs. But what kind? I wanted to find him and ask him. Just to prove everyone wrong, but I knew it was true. Now the hard part. Do I ask him, or ignore it? Would he be mad if I asked? I knew the answer to that, too. Yes, he would..