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I'm frightfully sorry. I've taken so long-too long-to update. It's been hectic around here though, and I'm really sorry.

Anyway, I apologize again for the delay on this chapter. I had a bit of bloody writer's block. I wouldn't expect the next chapter out any sooner than this one though. It seems my time is consumed by everything and anything around me. I feel like such a slacker... Heh, which isn't an entire lie.

Enjoy, okie? Because I did enjoy writing it, once I got over the writer's block. -_-;;

One more thing, this isn't the full chapter... I just felt so bad about not updating this fic that I decided to give you part of it, since the other half isn't completely finished, and has some tuning up to go through.

Taichi knew it was wrong, but he couldn't stop his feet from moving. They weren't going to let him have his way. Who's way, Taichi didn't know. Was it Taichi or Yamato? He decided that it was Yamato. His feet wouldn't let Yamato have his way. So, Taichi followed Yamato. Followed him till he came to the apartment complex Yamato disappeared into.

He got into the building, not really knowing where he was going. Okay, he found the apartment complex Yamato lived in, he didn't have any idea which apartment. He decided he would just ask someone. He looked around quickly, but no one was anywhere to be found. Now what was he supposed to do? He wasn't sure about just knocking on someone's door, asking, 'hi, do you know what apartment Yamato lives in?'. Taichi highly doubted that would work. Especially since it was well after eleven at night.

Sighing, Taichi decided he'd just go home. He figured he would see Yamato the next day anyway. At least, he hoped he would.

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Yamato sat down on the couch, his head in his hands. He sighed deeply. He supposed he should just go to bed, but the adrenaline in his system hadn't subsided yet. He'd worked himself up walking home. Every time he walks anywhere alone in the dark, he gets a little paranoid. He works himself up to the point that he practically sprints the rest of the way there. Something about the dark worries him. He wouldn't ever tell anyone though, he would just be laughed at. Yama's afraid of the dark, haha. It's not really like that though. Darkness just worries him. You can't see things in the dark. It's only when he's by himself.

Sighing, Yamato stood. He waited for a few seconds, letting the remains of his adrenaline rush run through his veins. Then he decided to go to bed.

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He was running; running away from... something. He was too scared to look back. He couldn't look back, he had to keep running from the invisible monster that was after him. So, he kept running. As fast as he could, and for some reason he never lost his breath. Never had to stop to breathe.

Finally he took a deep breath and turned to look at the thing chasing him. He couldn't quite place what it was, it was many different things; but all the same things. It was dark, but it was light. Hot, but cold; strong, but weak. It was everything and nothing at all. Turning back around; he felt himself hit something. He didn't know what though.

It was sudden, but something started to pull him back. Something was weighing him down. Turning, he glared at it. His eyes widened at what he saw.

Taichi?

Taichi was weighing him down? Or, was it Daisuke? Who was it? Whoever it was, they were weighing him down and the creature was gaining on him. It felt like he had completely stopped. He wasn't moving at all anymore. His feet were moving, but nothing else was. He tried to jerk away from Taichi/Daisuke, but they had a firm grip. He watched the creature get closer and closer. The closer it got the more he panicked. He could feel his body jerking, trying to get free from the dark-haired man's grip.

He tried until the creature, which turned into darkness engulfed him. Suddenly, the grip on his arm was released, and he was alone. He yelled into the darkness, but heard nothing. No one was around. He was alone... In the darkness...

Yamato jerked out of his sleep. His breathing was heavy and his body was drenched in sweat. Just a dream, he thought to himself. Just a dream. No, more like a nightmare. He stared at his bedroom door, which was directly across from him. Finally his breathing slowed and his body stopped shaking. He looked over at his clock. Eight-thirty-seven, it read. The sunlight of the morning sun shone in through the blinds on his window. He sighed shakily and climbed out of bed.

"Nothing like a good nightmare to start your morning," he muttered to himself sarcastically. What the hell did it mean though? That he should tell Taichi to get lost...? But, maybe it wasn't Taichi, maybe it was Daisuke. Sighing, Yamato shook his head free of the dream. There was no use in dwelling on it, it would just make him worry.

Getting out of bed, Yamato walked out of his bedroom and down the short hallway to the living area. His dad was on the couch tying his shoes. "What are you doing home?" he asked his father. Usually he was at work before Yamato got up... If he even came home at all. Can we say, workaholic?

"I'm running late, Yamato," his father replied, quickly getting to his feet. He grabbed his coat on the way out of the apartment. "See you tonight, son." Then he was gone. Yamato probably wouldn't see him that night though. Yamato would probably be in bed by then.

"Whatever," he muttered to the empty apartment.

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Taichi decided that he would go back to Yamato's apartment complex and just wait outside for Yamato to come out. He had to sooner or later, right?

"Stalker," he muttered to him as he stood by the door. The doorman wouldn't let him in, so he decided to just wait around the area for a few. He ignored the big signs saying no loitering. He looked down at his untied shoes, but ignored them as well. He never was a patient person, so waiting for the blonde to come out was pure torture.

Taichi looked down at his watch, but forgot the time before he look up at the door once again.

"The sign says 'no loitering', jeez. Can't you read?"

Taichi's head snapped back, looking at the stranger talking to him. Upon realizing who it was, his eyes narrowed.

"What do you want?" he accused quickly. "Don't you think you've done enough?"

"Sure, but I'm not the one breaking the law here, now am I?" the stranger replied coolly.

"I'm not breaking any laws. I'm waiting for... someone."

"Yeah... Right. It's a very familiar apartment building... Someone, who?"

"I don't seem to recall that that's any of your business."

The stranger nodded, a smirk upon his face. "Whatever, Tai. Whatever." With that said, the stranger began his retreat. Taichi watch him until he was around the street corner and out of sight.

Taichi decided to head home, he was tired of waiting anyway. He'd hopefully catch Yamato later.

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He decided he wasn't going to leave the apartment before he even got out of bed. "I'm not leaving the house today, dad," he called to the empty apartment. It had become somewhat of a habit. It was his way of dealing with things. What things? Things he never really talked about, ever. Things that he'd never forgive...

Shaking his head free from all his thoughts, Yamato sighed. What did he always have to do that? It always led back to... relate back to... It was constantly on his mind, and there was no getting past it. It made his head hurt.

"One of the many things wrong with Yamato Ishida."

Again with the talking to himself. It's kind of hard not to when you're home alone twelve hours out of the whole day, and the other twelve you're sleeping-so that doesn't really count. So basically you're alone twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Hm, that's kind of depressing, isn't it?

Growling softly, Yamato grabbed a fist full of his blonde hair. "Just stop thinking."

He grabbed the television remote and flipped the set on. He channel surfed for a few minutes before settling on a Soap Opera. Not something he really wanted to watch, but it was that or watching a talk show. He could probably be spared the torture from both.

Aero: Not an exceptionally good chapter, but I needed to get something out before someone hunted me down and demanded an update. I did three or four read throughs before posting this, but I still don't know if I missed any typos or grammar mistakes. I really should get a beta reader, ah well, that's something else I'll push into the back of my mind... Anyway, could I trouble you for a review? Just click that little button! ^^ Thanks!