Someone That Got Away

KeruKeru: Yes, yes, I'm here with the long awaited conclusion of Lost. Even if it was only three chapters, it took longer to finish than If I Could Hear Your Voice. XD Kinda pathetic considering I could have easily done this entire fic in two weeks. So for that, I apologize. *bows* Anyway, this IS the final chapter. Hopefully after this I can finish the other two fics I have on hold, neither of which have to do with Digimon, so this won't help at all. Hopefully it'll get the creative juices flowing though.

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or the songs "Someone Like You" and "The One That Got Away". Digimon belongs to… some company in Japan that I forget the name of; the first song belongs to Adele and the other to Katy Perry, respectively.


Sapphire blue and chocolate brown clashed, though in different rooms. The owner of the sapphire eyes remained seated while the holder of chocolate eyes stayed at the door. There was a long silence between the two past lovers, though it wasn't an uncomfortable one. The silence was like one between former loves that hadn't seen each other in ages. Coincidence, right?

The brunette was first to act, moving swiftly for a recliner opposite his blonde guest. Neither removed their gaze from the others' iris', making up for the time they'd missed staring into them. "Your eyes are just as beautiful as ever…" Taichi was first to speak, chuckling softly at the light blush he could still bring out of his blonde friend of the past.

Yamato wasn't sure what to say, it had been so long since the man had complimented him in such a way. Not to mention the fact that the brunette was married; should he really be saying stuff like that? "Thanks…" He finally resolved, unsure of whether to compliment him back or to just leave the words hanging in the air.

"How are you, Yama?" That blush on the blonde's cheeks turned into a complete, red flush as the pet name found its way to Taichi's lips.

A soft thump was felt in Yamato's chest, whether at the nostalgia or the feelings he'd fought so hard to bury, it was difficult to decipher. "I've been better…" It couldn't have been closer to the truth.

Summer after high school when we first met
We made out in your Mustang to Radiohead
And on my 18th Birthday we got matching tattoos
Used to steal your parents' liquor and climb to the roof
Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never planned that one day I'd be losing you

Just a nod was given as that discomfort finally began seeping into the conversation with the two finally breaking their trance-like stares into the others' eyes. Again, Taichi was first to speak, knowing how well he did in awkward situations, which was not well at all. "Have you see-"

"Why Sora?" It had been plaguing Yamato's mind the entire time he'd been at the house. He would admit to being a bit jealous of the red-headed woman. "Why would you choose her?"

Taichi sighed, closing his eyes to take in the blonde's words. Only seven words, yes, but there was an entire heartbreak's worth of sorrow and regret mixed in with it for him to absorb. "Before you and I ever got together, Sora and I had a bit of a… thing." He opened his eyes to ensure his guest really wanted to know and he was given the utmost attention in response. "We'd been on a couple dates, but decided the chemistry just wasn't right. The only problem was that I never forgot about it. When you went on your tour, Sora noticed how lonely I was without you and offered to be sort of a… replacement for you. We hung out for a while and I started to realize that, even while I still loved you, all of my feelings from before were starting to come back for her. We never cheated, but my brain kept telling me I was cheating on you…" His voice trailed off for a bit before finding its way back. "The night you and I broke up… I was so angry at myself for falling for her again. So, when you called to tell me the tour would be extended, I lost it and decided that if I wasn't worth a weekend off for you… then maybe all the worrying I'd been doing was for nothing. I'm guessing you heard from Sora what happened after that… I grabbed a bottle of vodka out of my mom's "party" cabinet, chugged half of what was there and went off for Sora's…" He assumed by the nods Yamato was giving him that he knew the events to follow and just stopped there. "I'm sorry, Yama…"

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

"Don't be." The perplexed expression on Taichi's face brought a light smile to the blonde's. "It was my fault for not fighting for you. If I had, this house… this life would be ours. After we broke up, I closed myself off even more than normal. I stopped answering calls and texts from anybody in our group… even Takeru… I knew most of them would be to ask how I was doing since the break up, but I didn't want to talk about it. You never tried contacting me… so I assumed you'd moved on. I guess it makes sense now. The only one left who's talking to me is Mimi and that was for five minutes, over the phone, almost a week ago. I haven't heard from Takeru, Kari, or any of our other friends. And now I find out my brother and your sister have moved in together… but I guess I deserve to be shut out. I was TK's only friend before you guys came along, and as soon as something bad happened, I bailed on him… I'm such a coward."

"No, you're not." Taichi insisted. "You didn't want to talk and everyone should have realized that. They know how you are with sharing your feelings, so I don't know why they aren't speaking to you. As for me… I've kind of held a bit of a grudge against you all these years. Only recently did I get over it, after watching this "Where Are They Now?" on the Teenage Wolves. I realized how childish it was for me to be so angry at you over something that happened when we were teenagers and I decided to patch things up. Problem is… when I got to your apartment today, you weren't there, but the door was open so… I kinda poked around."

"You found my photo album didn't you?" He shook his head, chuckling. Tai was the only one to actually figure out the hiding spot, accidentally or not. "Not surprised. You could find anything on accident, even if you WERE looking for it." The former musician chuckled. "I look at it some times to remember the good old days."

You know how the time flies
Only yesterday was the time of our lives
We were born and raised in a summer haze

Bound by the surprise of our glory days

"I see you're still using that old hair gel, too." The former soccer star chuckled to himself, glancing quickly to the blonde locks he remembered running his fingers through when he was bored. "Remember that time when we were kids, I asked you about your hair and why you did it like that?"

Yamato raised an eyebrow at the question, skimming through his memory banks wit the utmost precision. "Yeah… and then I asked you how you did yours and you said-"

"'It just does that.'" The brunette male completed the sentence with a fond smile. "I still haven't figured out how it did that."

"Maybe cuz you never used a brush?" Yamato teased, reminiscing about the many times he'd made fun of his friend's brunette mop of hair.

"Believe me, I've tried brushes, gels, hairspray… nothing works! Well, aside from shaving my head, but I don't hate my hair that much. Sora says it makes me look young." The sudden silence from the opposite side of the table alerted him to his guest's touchiness over his wife's name. "Yama, I'm sorry…"

"For what? She's your wife, I shouldn't be so afflicted just by the mention of her name." The former musician averted is gaze back to the side table filled with pictures of their friends; the one of his brother and Taichi's sister in particular. "Sora tells me that… he asked your permission to propose to her." He wanted off the topic of Sora, so the brother he never talked to seemed like the best focal point…?

Taichi only nodded, understanding immediately who the two were that the blonde spoke of. "I made him a deal though." Yamato's intrigued blue eyes returned to gazing deeply into Taichi's own chocolate ones. "I promised him my blessing, if he contacted you with the news."

"Well, he obviously hasn't made good on THAT deal…" Yamato slunk down a bit.

"I wouldn't be too sure. While I was looking around your apartment, I saw your answering machine had a few messages on it. One of them might be Takeru inviting you to the wedding. Maybe he'll even ask you to be his best man." Taichi's attempts at cheering his guest up were anything if not futile, the blonde head still hung, sulking. "Yama… how do you expect to talk to him again if you won't give not only him, but yourself, a chance?"

"You're right… you're always right about this stuff. I just don't know how I can face him. It's been like… seven years? Is that right? God, I'm terrible… I haven't talked to my own BROTHER in seven years! I didn't even realize it was possible to avoid family for that long!" Yamato covered his face in his hands, mulling over all the information he'd been told, as well as realized himself.

In another life I would be your boy

We'd keep all our promises, it'd be us against the world

In another life, I would make you stay

So I don't have to say you were, the one that got away

The one that got away

"I didn't know that was possible either to be honest… But you know, what I made that deal with him, he didn't think twice about contacting you. I think he just needed a reason." The words were meant to be comforting, but they sure didn't seem like it.

"Oh, so the fact that we're brothers isn't a good enough reason?"

"Yama, you know what I mean."

"No, because apparently my own flesh and blood has to get engaged for me to be informed of anything." Yamato's voice went from pity to anger, hot tears streaked his face. "I guess the next time I hear from him will be when Kari's pregn-"

"Stop being such a hypocrite!" The blonde jumped at his host's sudden outburst. "You just said that you've been ducking him for seven years, Yamato! You obviously never thought that the fact of you two being brothers was good enough to contact Takeru, so who are you to be so judgmental towards him?" Taichi's hot-headed side, which rarely reared its ugly head anymore, finally surfaced, irritated with the blonde's pity party. "You're acting just like you did in high school, Matt." Both men took notice of the new lack of Yamato's pet name. "As soon as something bad happens, you blame everyone else, when it's just as much as your fault as it is anybody else's. Nobody forced you to blow off Takeru all these years, it was your own choice. But to sit here and belittle HIM for actually TRYING to talk to you…?" The former high school star stopped himself before anything worse started pouring out.

Yamato bit his lip to keep from sobbing, both out of fright at the fire burning intensely within Taichi's normally warm eyes, and at the regret of everything he'd done, or rather NOT done in terms of his relationship with his brother. "Y-You're right…" It was all he could say after being so overwhelmed with emotions he'd been too stubborn to deal with until now. The aforementioned regret and fear, mixed with his jealousy of Sora and grief at the realization of his loss in Tai, formed the sobbing mass that now remained in front of Taichi. The blonde pulled his knees to his chest, hid his head between them and let out every pent up tear and snivel he'd held in since losing Taichi.

It was awkward for the brunette now. He wasn't Yamato's boyfriend, plus he was married… so was it still okay for him to comfort the blonde? At this point, it didn't matter anymore. He did what any best friend would do and joined the guitarist on the couch, wrapping his strong arms around Yamato and holding him close. Taichi had been the blonde's shoulder to cry on all through their relationship; this brought him right back to when they were together.

As the sobs turned to snivels and eventually died off all together, Yamato just sat and enjoyed the warm embrace he'd forgotten so long ago. To make matters worse, or better depending on who you are, the brunette layed a soft kiss to Yamato's blonde head like he used to. The slight shock brought his head from Taichi's chest; sapphire eyes blurry and red, tears still trickling down his face and his yellow bangs askew, if only by a centimeter. "You… you kissed me…?" He had to make sure it really happened.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

"Yeah… I guess I just got caught up in the moment…" It was Taichi's turn to flush red. "Look, I'm sorry I yelled, but now that Takeru and Kari are getting married, I think of him as a brother. And you know I'm right." At the moment, neither wanted to move from their cuddled position, finding it comfortable.

"I know. I'll give him a call when I get home-" Yamato cut himself off as a strong inhale sounded above him. "Did you just… smell my hair?"

"I still like the smell of your hair gel." Taichi teased, at last releasing his hold on Yamato, though at a bit of resistance. "Don't just wish him a congratulations, actually talk to him, alright? If not for you, then for me. Please?" Those puppy dog eyes that Yamato couldn't say no to finally came out.

"Alright, geez, you don't have to pull the hurt puppy look. I was going to talk to him anyway." Yamato rolled his eyes, chuckling at the expression before him. "Since I'm pretty sure you listened to the CD I forgot, I just wanna say I'm sorry. And thank you." He stood, signaling his readiness to get home and speak with his brother.

"Yama, I forgave you a long time ago, I just wouldn't admit that I had." Taichi assured, rising from the couch to walk him out. "I wouldn't have been able to stay here if I hadn't forgiven y-" The father and husband was caught off guard as his former love turned and locked their lips together and for the second time in the less than ten minutes, he felt like a teenager again. That is, until he remembered he was married and lightly shoved Yamato away. "Sorry, but we both know I'm married."

The blonde backed off and chuckled. "I know, I was just remembering someone that got away."


KeruKeru: Okay… so it may not have been as spectacular as I'd hoped for it to be. -.- But I really tried. I'm sorry if it sucked. I really wanted this to be great, but now I'm not too sure. Hopefully it's just in my head that it's bad. :P Anyway, please review and any flames will be used in a bonfire with Psycho Weasel and MrGooseyMoose!

P.S. I'd like to thank all those people that took the time to read this three-part song fic and everyone that reviewed. You guys are awesome! :)