What 'Love' Means to Me

By theladyknight

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, any of its characters, or the song "The Reason" by Hoobastank.

A/N: This is the final chapter. Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed. You guys are the best! I hope you enjoy the last chapter…

Raine189: Thank you! I'm glad you like it!

Blondie121147: I love the idea (laughs) that would be so cute! Yama does seem a lot like the perfect guy…too bad real guys don't act like that (sigh)…thanks for reviewing!

Chapter 9: The Reason

-Sora's POV-

Somewhere between looking at the photo album my friends made for me and the horrible airplane food, I managed to fall asleep.

I really don't know how long I slept for but when I woke up, Olivia Newton John and John Travolta were flying off in a car in the movie Grease. (I don't own it!) My mom, noticing I was awake, nudged me. I looked up at her face, seeing how excited she was. That made me, if possible, even more depressed.

"Come on, Sora, this move will be fun. Think of it as an endless vacation."

"How can it be a vacation if I'm never really returning to my real home?"

My father joined in our conversation. "Give us a smile, Sora! Show a little enthusiasm. This is New York City!"

"Yay!" I exclaimed sarcastically, looking away from them and back out the window. I could tell my mother and father were both hurt by my answer.

Finally the plane touched down. We were now in our new home of New York City. My family got off the plane following the couple that had given me plenty of reproachful glances during the flight. Boy did I ever have some funny stories for Yama. Wait a minute, I can call him! He told me to call sometime after we arrived at whatever time that was.

I glanced at my watch but then realized Japan was in a completely different time zone. My watch would have been telling me the time in Japan, but Dad made us reset our watches during the flight so we'd be more adjusted to NYC time. Damn it! I've never been great at math or conversions. I hope he was serious when he told me to call at anytime.

We grabbed our load of bags and were bid farewell by one of the flight attendants. I looked out into the sea of people and gulped. This was mass chaos. My father looked at my mother and me, signaling that we stay close.

Somehow we managed to navigate our way out of the airport to the street. My dad stepped forward to hail a taxi. "I've been practicing." My jaw dropped. You have got to be kidding me!

I guess Dad's "practicing"; I really don't want to know how he was practicing, paid off. A cab approached us, and we loaded our bags in the trunk before climbing in the backseat. "Where to?" The cabbie asked in his distinct New York accent. Dad told him the address, and we pulled out, heading for our new apartment.

The whole trip there, my mother and father both became talking guidebooks. "There's the Empire State Building!" "Oh look, Trump Towers!" "Ooh, Sora look, Times Square." I had to admit these sights were something I was actually looking forward to though I could definitely do without the added unnecessary commentary.

The cabbie made polite conversation with us, every now and then pointing out some of the lesser-known attractions. He pulled to a stop in front of one of the buildings. My family thanked him, and my mother paid him while dad and I unloaded our luggage.

We walked into this building and my eyes instantly liked what I saw. There was a set of stairs leading in opposite directions on the main floor but also a glass elevator near the middle of the room. I looked up and saw what seemed like floor after floor of rooms. Behind the elevator was sitting area complete with television, chairs, and tables. Sitting in one of the chairs drinking a coffee, was a man dressed in a green uniform.

My father made his way to this man, who we assumed was the doorman. "May I help you, sir?"

"I am Take…" he stopped himself in mid sentence and instead replied, "Haruhiko Takenouchi. My family and I will be taking up residence in apartment 714."

The doorman smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you. We've been expecting you to arrive at any time. Here are your keys. Your penthouse is on the top floor. Just take the elevator to the highest floor and you should have no problem finding it. And if you need anything please let me know. The name's Bob, by the way." The older man stuck out his hand and my father shook it. I could tell, if nothing else, I was at least going to like the building and Bob the doorman.

"Thanks, Bob. We'll keep that in mind." With a nod to us, Bob threw away his Styrofoam coffee cup and headed back to his post at the door. My family and I picked up our bags, and I pushed the up button on the elevator.

I could only watch with wide eyes as the elevator went up story by story. This place was phenomenal! With a ding, the elevator stopped, signaling we had reached our destination. We climbed out making our way to apartment number 714 but a sign caught my attention. It read, stairs to roof and Jacuzzi. JACUZZI! Could this apartment get any better! (A/N: My friend's sister lives in an apartment like this…)

"Haruhiko, how on earth did you manage to afford this place?" my mother asked incredulously.

Dad smiled. "Let's just say it was one of the perks of my new job. We arrived in front of room 714 and after a dramatic pause, Dad unlocked it. Words can't begin to describe it. The size of the living room was the same size as our whole apartment in Odaiba. My family and I spent a good half and hour exploring our new home. The word wow is the only word close to describing it.

Once we had chosen our rooms and lugged our bags in after us, we separated to rest after suffering severe jet lag or just to begin unpacking. Actually my intention was to call Yama. Okay it's 1:00 pm here, it's gotta be early tomorrow morning over there. Oh, Yama, I'm sorry! I dialed his number and hoped he remembered what he'd asked me to do! I shakily held my cell phone up to my ear as his phone began to ring.

-Yama's POV-

I had managed to drift off into a peaceful sleep after an hour of tossing and turning. Takeru and I spent the day together, hanging out and trying to keep our mind off Sora's departure. We had a long day and getting sleep was probably a good idea. School resumed on Monday so the gang and I are going shopping for stuff today.

The ringing of a phone interrupted my sleep. I sat up groggily. Who would be calling at 3 am? Then it hit me: Sora! I picked up the phone and whispered "Hello," hoping Dad hadn't heard the noise from my room.

"Yama!" her sweet voice filled the air. "What time is it over there."

I yawned. "3 am."

"I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed.

"Don't be." I answered. "I told you I wanted to talk to you right away. How is everything?"

"I have so much to tell you, Yama. The plane ride was okay. The food was horrible, but that was to be expected. But even worse than the food were these two evil old people sitting in front of us."

"Come on!" I responded laughing. "They can't have been that bad, Sor."

"Yes they were. They kept turning around and glaring at me every time I was looking at the picture album or reading your letter." She paused. "You are such a sweetheart, Yama."

"Well, I try." I joked back cockily. We both laughed again and continued our conversation. Let's just say it was one very long phone conversation. The seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes into hours. I leaned back onto my bed smiling at something she told me before glancing at the clock on my dresser. "Holy shit!" I interrupted. "It's 7 am!"

"What!" Sora exclaimed. "We've been talking for four hours! I am in so much freaking trouble!"

"I'll talk to you later, k?"

I could tell Sora was smiling. "Of course! And tell the others I say hi! Bye Yama."

"Bye Sor." I hung up the phone and lay back down. Had we really been talking for four hours? I cannot believe it. It felt like only an hour or two. I yawned, now realizing how tired I was. I wasn't supposed to meet the others at the park until 8 am. Guess I can get a little bit of sleep.

Thirty minutes later, there was a pounding on my door. "Leave me alone!" I exclaimed throwing a pillow over my head. The culprit bounded into my room and I glared at him. "Go away, Keru!" A pillow found its way to my brother's face.

"Get up, Yama!" he shouted. "We have to meet the others soon. It's not like you didn't get enough sleep."

"But I'm tired." I whined pulling the covers tighter. "Tell them I'm not coming; that I'm sick." I grumbled.

My brother rolled his eyes muttering, "You're sick alright, love sick that is."

I ignored the last comment. "And tell them Sora says hi."

Takeru pulled the covers off and looked at me. "When did you talk to Sora?"

I yawned. "From 3 to 7."

"Four hours!"

"It's not really that big of deal." I responded putting my hands behind my head.

Takeru looked me square in the eye. "Well did you tell her you love her?"

My mouth fell open and my brother shook his head. I had completely forgotten about that. It was so great talking to Sora and so early in the morning that it slipped my mind. Damn it, I'm such an idiot!

"It's a wonder I still claim you as my brother, Yamato. You can be so stupid sometimes."

"Would you leave it alone, Keru." I retorted. "I know I'm stupid! Don't make me feel any worse than I am."

Takeru left the room, allowing me to get dressed. We made it to the park and spent the rest of the day with the others getting our school supplies and mostly holding all of Mimi's bags. The other six, considering Takeru had been previously informed, couldn't believe I had talked to Sora already but were glad to hear some of the things she'd told me to relate to them.

Turns out over the next three days we all kept in close contact with the bearer of love. She had e-mailed me later, telling me about the lecture her father had given her and how her parents couldn't believe she could talk for four hours with anyone. Guess they don't know their own daughter as well as they thought.

Monday was the first day of school and I was not looking forward to it. Taichi and I would befinishing at Odaiba Junior High. Koushiro and Mimi are a grade below us. Takeru and Hikari will be up here next year. Jyou, meanwhile, is in the high school.

The first day of school is the time when teachers make their first impressions of you, usually deciding to hate you. I'm not a bad student, I'm actually rather smart, but I kind of hang out with a guy named Taichi. Get my point?

Looking back that night while my band and I were practicing, I realized my day hadn't been as bad as I thought it would. The teachers actually were okay and with the exception of one, our science teacher, didn't hate me. Yet. The exception was a teacher from our past, one I thought I'd never have to see since that day at Inoue's store: Mrs. Wong.

Upon seeing me walk into class with Taichi following close behind, she sneered at me. "So Mr. Ishida, Mr. Yagami, where's your other third?"

"She moved." I answered coldly.

Mrs. Wong glared at us. "What a pity. I guess you won't be causing any more mayhem in my class, Mr. Ishida."

Taichi grinned. "But he's got me! If you thought the team of Yamato and Sora was dangerous you have yet to see the mess Yamato and I can cause. Bring on the chemicals!" Taichi exclaimed hysterically.

I started laughing and nudged my best friend. "This is physical science, not chemistry, baka."

Taichi smiled embarrassedly. He looked around the room and pointed, beginning to jump up and down as well. "Yamato look! Chemicals, alcohol, lighters, burners…" his eyes lit up. "ALCOHOL! I'm gonna love this class!" Taichi ran and sat down.

I grinned and followed him though still watching Mrs. Wong. She put her hand against her forehead and muttered, "Is it too late to submit my resignation?"

I tuned my guitar trying to hold back the laughter. Taichi sure knew how to make us laugh. Sometimes stupidity is a good thing. The guys and I began playing and after about twenty minutes, my phone started ringing.

"Take five!" I shouted as we all ceased playing. "Talk to me."

"Yamato, it's Koushiro. We need you at the park ASAP!"

I was confused. "What for? I'm in the middle of band practice."

"Yamato," Koushiro said more urgently, "a gate to the digital world has been opened. Your brother, Hikari, Taichi, and one other kid went in."

"How the hell was a gate opened and when are we going in after them?"

"I don't know but relax, they're okay and all back. Just get down to the park!"

I glanced at my watch. "I'll be there in a few."

Hanging up my phone, I began putting away my guitar. "You're leaving already, Yamato; we're not done with rehearsal!"

"Sorry guys, there's something I've gotta take care of." I replied vaguely, walking in the direction of the park. I saw a group sitting around the swings and knew it was the chosen.

"Here he comes!" Takeru exclaimed.

"Hi Yama." Taichi said.

"Hey everyone, sorry I'm late." Koushiro launched into an explanation of what exactly happened and what it would mean. My thoughts flew to Sora, and I got an idea.

"Koushiro, is there anyway you could contact Gennai about what's going on? And maybe there's someway we can have a reunion somewhere in the digital world. I mean, we haven't seen our digimon in ages, some of us still need to meet these new kids, and we'd all get a chance to see Sora."

"What a great idea!" Mimi exclaimed.

Hikari nodded in agreement. "Yeah! Koushiro please check with Gennai."

"Okay!" he responded as the others congratulated me on the idea. We all separated, heading to our respective homes to do the homework the teachers had already assigned.

The next three days passed quickly and finally on Friday Koushiro got a reply. By that time we'd realized only these new digivices these three kids, Hida Iori, Inoue Miyako, and unfortunately Motomiya Daisuke, possessed could open digital gates.

Gennai however loved our idea and found a way to make it possible. We each contacted someone and as luck would have it, my job was to contact Sora. Knowing the time difference, well actually not having any idea other than the fact it was a day earlier over here, I e-mailed her rather than call at a bad time.

The reunion was planned for Sunday so that we all could attend. Friday, full of boring lectures, Algebra pop quizzes, and Taichi getting his fourth detention, this time for sleeping in class, passed slowly.

Saturday we all gather together the necessities and other things for our picnic/reunion at Gennai's house. Takeru and I separated from the group at one point to go buy "special" items. We had a surprise planned for the others.

I could hardly sleep because I was anticipating tomorrow so much. The night seemed to pass even more slowly than all of Friday. Will Sora feel the same? What will happen after I tell her? Kami-sama I hope this goes well…

We all met at Koushiro's bright and early at 7 a.m. so we could have the most time with Sora and the digimon of course. "Okay everyone, digivices up! It sounds like we might be in for quite a ride."

"What are you talking about?" Daisuke demanded before being sucked into the computer.

One by one the rest of us followed Taichi's mini-me into the digital world. I rubbed my eyes when I was greeted by the bright sunlight. The ground was rather hard and lumpy, something I hadn't remembered. I looked down and laughed. We had all landed in a pile with Daisuke and Taichi on the bottom.

"Could you all possibly get off?" The two shouted in unison.

Laughing, the rest of us got off. Koushiro, with his ever-trusty computer, pulled up a map, and we began looking for Gennai's house. We were standing in the middle of a large garden with a table in front of us. A voice laughed. "I think you're already here." We all looked at this young, handsome stranger.

"Do we know you?" Jyou asked slowly.

"What a hottie." Miyako sighed dreamily. "He's so handsome."

Iori, being the only one it seemed who had any manners, bowed and spoke. "Excuse me, could you tell us who you are?"

The man laughed again. "You don't recognize your old friend, Gennai?" Everyone's mouths flew to the ground.

"But…" Taichi regained use of his mouth first. "But you were an old fart…" Hikari clamped a hand over her brother's mouth.

I took over. "What one of our resident goggle heads meant to say was that you looked a different last time we saw you."

"Digi vitamins, my friend." He smiled then gestured behind him. "These guys have been very anxious to see you."

Shouts of joy echoed through Gennai's yard. "Agumon!" "Gabumon!" "Palmon!" "Tentomon!" "Gomamon!" We, the original digidestined, with the exception of Takeru and Hikari, all rushed towards our digimon. The new digidestined, my little brother, and future sister-in-law were more reserved upon greeting their digimon.

Piyomon appeared too. "Is Sora coming?" she asked quietly looking around.

"Of course! She'll be coming shortly, I imagine. And I bet she'll have a lot to tell you!" Hikari exclaimed making Piyomon smile.

Takeru, our figimon, and I separated from the group and invited Piyomon to join us. The five of us caught up as we walked around Gennai's yard looking for a garden hose to aid us in our surprise.

Takeru and I found what we were looking for and began getting everything ready. Suddenly a pair of hands found their way around my eyes. They were soft and small, and I knew whom they belonged to. "Sora," I whispered turning around and hugging her.

Takeru and the three digimon turned around, and Piyomon rushed forward. "Sora!" she exclaimed. "I've missed you so much! Why didn't you come with the others?"

"I've missed you too, Piyo." Sora looked at her digimon. "The reason I didn't come with the others was because, well, Piyo, I don't live in Japan any more, I live in America."

Piyomon, Gabumon, and Patamon all looked at her cluelessly. Sora gave Takeru a giant hug. "Long time no see." He joked.

"I'll explain it to you later." She told the digimon. Then she moved towards me.

"Takeru," I began, not taking my eyes off the red-haired beauty and finding her hand, "don't let anyone interrupt us. Sora and I need to talk about something." I led her off a little ways. "And if you need to, use all the surprises we were saving."

Sora looked at me, and I could tell the other four were watching as well. I didn't care though, this time nothing was going to stop me. "Yama…"

I put my finger on her lip. "Sor, there's something I've needed to tell you for the longest time. But every time I go to tell you, someone interrupts us. You've changed me and been one of the reasons my life has gotten so much better. You are one of the most important people in my life. I want to be the one you run to if something happens and the one who is always there for you no matter what. What I'm trying to say is…"

I was cut off again. But this time, I really didn't mind. Just as I was going to say those three words, I found Sora's lips on mine. My eyes closed as she deepened the kiss and wrapped her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her closer and returning the kiss with as much need and want. My tongue brushed her lips, pleading for entrance. She relented and let out a small moan as my tongue began to massage hers. I was shocked but not complaining as her tongue began a wrestling match with mine.

When the need for air became too much, we slowly pulled away. She looked up at me, grinning. "I love you, Ishida."

I kissed her once more. "I love you too, Sor." I knew I was grinning like an idiot but could care less. She loves me too!

Sora rested her head against mine. "You think we can make this long-distance thing work?" she asked hopefully.

"I don't think; I know." I responded. "We've dealt with the Dark Masters, Myotismon, and Taichi's singing. Baby, we can survive anything." I lifter her up and spun her around.

"I always knew there was something special about our relationship, something different from the others. And over the past few weeks, I've realized what it is. I'm pretty sure what I feel for you is love."

My face lit up in another smile as I kissed her again. "I've been thinking the exact same thing. If we take this thing slowly, I know we can survive together." Our lips found each others' again, delicatelykissing one another.

"Get a room please!"A voice exclaimed. Without stopping the kiss, I pulled out one of our surprises and chucked it at my little brother. Sora and I both stopped and turned to look at Takeru who was now dripping wet, having met with the unfortunate splash of the water balloon. The three of us picked up the rest of the balloons we had made and went to surprise the others. I wrapped my arm around Sora, and she grinned up at me.

I knew what I had said before was true. We'd faced tougher things than this. If anything, distance was the least of my worries. We'd conquer each problem as it came and with the odd friends we have to support us, there's never going to be a dull moment.

A/N: It's finished! What did you guys think? And more importantly would you say no to a sequel cuz I've got some ideas! And if you have any suggestions for a sequel plz let me know, you all come up with some awesome ideas…Please review and let me know!