Yamato opened his eyes at a rapping sound and jumped forward from his seat. Tai was still sleeping peacefully on the couch beside him, happily wrapped up in some fluffy blue blankets, with a content grin on his face. It was barely passed midnight. "If Tai's here, then who…"

Knock. Knock. Knock.

He jumped forward again, this time to his feet. Someone was outside. That someone was obviously insane. "I swear, if this guy wakes up Tai I'm gonna kill him." He strolled over, shaking off the chill that was currently running along his spine, and unlocked the door.

Sitting on the floor outside was a teenage girl with long, blonde hair, wearing a sleeveless top, a mini skirt and a pair of large, brown boots. She was staring straight up above her; judging by the expression on her face, there was something very captivating floating about. Yamato stared at her fiercely; his eyes were radiating anger, although she remained oblivious to it.

"Ami? What the hell are you doing here?" Yamato asked, as loudly as possible without shouting. He didn't want to wake up Tai.

"I should ask you the saaaame thing, Yamanama…" Ami trailed off, suddenly crouching even lower to the floor with a yelp. A moth had dropped from the ceiling and flown towards her. "Agh! It's gonna eat me!"

"Erm…are you drunk, Ami?" Yamato replied in disbelief, suddenly feeling the annoyance ebb out of him. She was in a pitiful state. She looked too drunk to even know where she was, let alone know why she was there. Ami hesitantly rose to her feet with a wide smile and rolled her eyes.

"Noooo, I don't drink! You know that Matt!"

"Well, you look pretty drunk to me." Yamato replied, unsure of how to handle this.

"…shhh, I have to tell you something. It's a secret!" She pulled him closer to her and whispered in his ear. "I'm a tiiiny bit drunk." She giggled, and Yamato pushed her away; the smell was overwhelming. She was breathing it all over him. "Why are we out here? Where's Tai? Taiii! C'mere boy!"

"No, Ami shut it!" He was too late to stop her. Tai's tired voice called out towards them in reply.

"Yamaaaa…what are you doing out there?"

"Nothing. I'll be back in a minute, Tai. Just go back to sleep." Yamato replied with an assuring tone, hoping he'd listen. He didn't. In a moment Tai was standing beside him, staring at Ami in shock.

"W-what are you doing here?" Tai asked, rubbing his eyes as if he was unsure about what he was seeing.

"You're silly Taiii! I'm here to see you, of course!" She gave him a gormless smile, before charging past them both and diving into the apartment with a scream. "Agh!" She landed face down on the floor and laid there, rigidly, falling asleep as soon as she touched the carpet. Tai and Yamato looked at each other in shock, unable to fully comprehend what had just happened. They didn't even have it in them to laugh.

Once he'd recovered from his initial shock, Yamato locked the door again and turned back around. Tai had his face in his hands, and was moaning quietly to himself. Yamato wasn't surprised that his friend was so put out; Tai had been woken up in the middle of the night by his screaming, extremely drunk, ex girlfriend. It was an odd turn of events – especially since they hadn't talked to each other in months.

Yamato remembered their break up vividly, as Tai had told him all about it afterwards. Apparently, Ami was the one to kick it off. She didn't think that Tai was very interested in her once they became more than 'just friends'. He didn't kiss her in public, he never got around to saying he loved her (even though she said it all the time to him) and they had certainly never had sex. Infact, the latter is what finally caused her to dump him.

They were at her house, completely alone. Ami had asked him if he'd like to have sex and, after he'd declined the offer for the third time, she exploded all over him – causing Tai to break down into tears and run away. By sheer chance, Yamato was sitting in the park listening to his music when Tai sprinted past him. They spent the rest of the night together, talking things over. He remembered it so well because, quite frankly, Tai was destroyed by it. She had done that to him.

"Yama?" Yamato snapped out of it and looked up, finding Tai a lot closer to his face than he'd expected. He could feel the warmth of his breath against his cheek. "You were kinda gritting your teeth and staring at the floor...You ok?"

"Oh, erm…" He stared at Tai for a moment, before backing away. Now was not the time to get lost in his deep, chocolate brown eyes. Even if he wanted to. "I'm ok, Tai. Just thinking. What shall we do with her?"

"Erm…I guess we could put her on the couch. Then we can share my bed, if you want?" Tai blushed as he asked this, though Yamato couldn't see that he had. The lights were still off.

"Y-yeah…" Yamato replied, knowing how hard it would be to avoid kissing him during the night. "Why do I have to be in love with my best friend?" He thought to himself with a whimper. Tai was everything he wanted, and the one thing he would never have. As much as he tried to pretend otherwise, that fact killed him.

"I can't believe iiiit!" Tai thought to himself excitedly, as he pulled the covers over himself and Yamato. "I'm sharing a bed with Yama! This has got to be a dream!" He rolled over to look at his love, face alight with happiness, but was met with the back of Yamato's head. By the looks of it, he wasn't very excited about sleeping together with Tai. "Puh, no surprise there…" He accidentally said the 'puh' out loud, causing Yamato to turn around. He looked slightly concerned. Tai happened to think that Yama looked very cute when he was concerned.

"Everything alright, Tai?" Yamato yawned, brushing Tai's hair away from his face so that he could see him properly. His eyes were flickering about, trying not to make contact with Yamato's. He didn't want another reason to be blushing right now.

"Huh? Y-yeah, everything's fine…"

"You sure? I could have sworn you just made one of your special pouting noises." Yamato retorted with a laugh. Tai just smiled in reply. "Well, ok then. If you're sure. I won't bug you about it." Yamato closed his eyes again, and snuggled up closer to his friend so that his hair was pressing up against Tai's chin.

Tai inhaled deeply through his nose; he could smell the weak aroma of strawberry shampoo, mixed with Yamato's own unidentifiable scent. It was relaxing. Feeling happier than he'd been in weeks, he closed his eyes to rest. Things finally seemed to be going his way.

By 9 in the morning the sun was out, and shining happily through the crack in Tai's bedroom curtains. He'd slept brilliantly. He was rested, he hadn't had a nightmare (for once!) and he had his Yama asleep next to him. He couldn't help thinking that, at last, life was good. Tai sat up and looked to the side, hoping to watch Yamato sleep for a while, but there was no one there. It didn't take him long to figure out why.

Someone, obviously Yamato, was cooking breakfast, and the smell had drifted into Tai's bedroom. He quickly got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen. He'd been skipping most meals recently and, when he did happen to have them, he'd never managed to finish. Somehow, he was just never hungry. This morning was the opposite, though. Tai was hungry enough to eat Yamato whole. He laughed at that thought. "I guess I'm not just hungry for food. I'm hungry for love."

The kitchen was unoccupied; there was an empty frying pan on the stove, and a pan of bacon in the oven. A stack of buttered toast was already set out in the centre of the table. Yamato was nowhere in sight. "Yamaaa!" Tai called, whilst grabbing a piece of toast. He managed to drop crumbs all the way down the front of his shirt as he ate.

"I'm here Tai. Sorry, I needed to use the bathroom. Help yourself to some toast whilst you're waiting. I'm gonna cook you some eggs, too. I hope you're hungry." Yamato paused, looking at Tai for any signs of rebellion. When he saw nothing but a happy guy munching away on his toast, he continued. "If you give me your shirt I can put it in to wash, too." Tai complied, and dropped his food so he could undress.

"Erm…guys?" They both turned simultaneously towards the voice; Ami was standing in the doorway looking tired, pale, and a little edgy. "I don't have any idea why I'm here so I'm just gonna…go. Thanks for…well, letting me sleep on the couch and stuff." She turned around, and Yamato unfroze from his shocked state.

"Ami, would you at least eat something. You look terrible." She seemed to take this as an insult, and her eyes automatically darted towards the half naked Tai; she could count every rib on his chest.

"I don't look that bad compared to him. What, have you had him locked up without food or something? He looks fucking starved."

"Just sit down and eat." Yamato replied, choosing to ignore her comment. "I'm losing my patience with you, Ami."

"Yeah. I don't really care, Matt. Though if anyone has a headache tablet around here I'll be happy to take it off their hands before I go."

"Don't be an idiot, Ami…" Yamato began, sounding frustrated.

"There should be a pack of them in my room, somewhere." Tai interrupted between mouthfuls of his breakfast. She nodded in reply, and stalked off down the hall towards Tai's bedroom without another word.

Yamato watched his friend carefully for a while afterwards; he didn't really seem affected by the fact that Ami was here, but he kept glancing down and prodding his chest, grimacing as he did so. Her comment about him looking starved must have hit hard. He was always a little insecure about the way he looked.

"Listen, Tai. Ignore what she said..." Yamato began, trying to boost Tai's self-esteem a little. "She's just looking to pick a fight. You look fine, ok? Trust me. With a couple of square meals you'll be good as new."

"But I…I look horrible Yama."

"No, you look cute and cuddly – as always." He retorted with a wink, causing Tai to giggle. He loved when Yamato flirted about with him; it made him feel like they were going out.

Yamato fried some eggs, piled them onto two plates alongside generous servings of bacon, and ate hungrily with his friend. Tai's appetite was back in full. Not only did he finish eating first, but he started taking food from Yamato's plate, too. "You can give me that innocent grin all you want, Tai. Doesn't mean I'm gonna keep letting you steal my food."

"Yeah, maybe...But, that being said, who dares to defy meeee?" Tai retorted, rising from his chair with a deep, evil laugh.

"Oh, definitely not me. I know better than to get in the way of your eating habits, master Tai." Yamato replied, snickering. "You're helping me clean up, though."

Ami snuck out of Tai's apartment without saying goodbye; she had more than enough to think about. All in all, she decided, it must have been fate that led her there, for everything had finally paid off.

When she made her way into Tai's room a moment ago, she'd noticed that the top drawer of his desk had been carelessly left ajar. Naturally, she had darted straight for it. People say curiosity killed the cat. Even if that's true, though, said cat had nine lives anyway. It could easily afford to waste one of them. It just so happened that this was definitely not a waste, even if it got her into a heap of trouble.

Now, at long last, she'd be able to get vengeance on Tai for making her feel like an ugly, pathetic, needy bitch that could never attract another guy. It was his turn to drown in a pool of his own insecurities. She would get her revenge, alright, using every damned word that had been poured into that tiny, blue journal, which now happened to be resting underneath her arm. "Hmph. Game over, Tai."

Tai was in the shower, this time with the door open. He wanted Yamato to be able to hear him if he fell down again. In the meantime, Yamato was cleaning the bed he'd slept in last night. "Correction, the bed we'd slept in last night." He thought to himself, already missing how comfortable he felt snuggled up close to his best friend. It was a feeling he wouldn't soon forget.

With a sigh he turned around to look in the mirror, but something caught his eye first. The top drawer of Tai's desk was fully sticking out and, from this angle, it looked empty. He moved closer, but nothing changed. Apart from a pen, it was well and truly bare. "Hmm…guess he moved it." Yamato muttered, pushing the drawer back in as Tai walked into the room. Both of them froze on the spot.

"Erm…what are doing, Yama?" Tai asked nervously as he fidgeted with the towel that was wrapped around his waist. He was terrified of the answer.

"Nothing erm…I mean, it's not what it looks like. I wasn't looking through your things or anything. Your drawer was open so I just thought I'd close it for you."

"Oh…" Tai muttered, brightening up a bit as he walked over to open it and check for signs of tampering. "It's not that I'm hiding anything special in there, or anything. It's just…yeah." He looked down and the smile dropped from his face. Time stopped, as realisation hit. His journal was gone.

That's chapter 2 done and dusted. Hope it was ok! As usual, I appreciate any reviews that you're willing to give. Make it constructive, people! =D

Oh, and so far I've neglected to mention that I definitely DON'T own anything in here. Pretty sure these cute lil guys, Tai and Yama, belong to Digimon. They'll be mine someday, though…

Thanks for reading. =D