This is so ironic because I wrote this right after I read a mimato fic. I need to be more active in the taiora fandom... Have you seen all the hate in twitter? :( don't even look

My related taiora post on tumblr: askmimiandyamato . tumblr post/130052892467/long-post-4-the-story-of-the-tower

My ask blog: askmimiandyamato. tumblr .com


Who is Takenouchi Sora?

A question always asked.

The truth is, I never really know. They always tell me I know her the best, but I think my impression of her is the worst. To me, Sora is the second voice of those mornings when you continously snooze your alarm clock. Sora is the most piercing glare during those intense soccer matches when all you can feel is the pressure on your skin trickling along with the sweat and numbness of your limbs. Sora is the frustration I feel when I am yet again supposedly ignorant of how someone feels. Sora is somewhat my jiminy cricket because I can't help but deny her truth and rationality. Sora is the tugging of my sleeve when I'm about to do something reckless again. Sora is the faint agonizing whimper when I get hurt. Sora is the one of the only people that get in the way of my pride. I have seen bad of her, and she has probably seen worse of me.

When people ask me, Who is Takenouchi Sora? I laugh and say "I'm never really sure". My Sora is not your Sora. My Sora used to be unaccepting and confused about her crest but now my Sora takes every chance she's given to show a person how much she cares. I used to think my Sora liked soccer over flowers, but now my Sora speculates between sunflowers and peonies as a center piece. My Sora used to date my friend who sang everyone, at least his audience, sweet songs, and was arguably more romantic than me, but now my Sora is someone who rolls her eyes whenever complicated relationships are mentioned. My Sora is something I will never understand perfectly. And maybe that's why I don't want her to go away.

It's strange, when someone who feels like home, feels like an adventure at the same time. A lot of people has asked, "Don't you guys ever get sick of each other?" At that moment we looked at each other and said, "All the time." It's true, that it's tiring to put up with a never-ending confusion, that you need to learn new things about her everyday, how she doesn't like the chocolate ice cream anymore, or how, recently she's been wearing dresses during group sleepovers, but the thing about us, me and her, we gave each other what we needed. At least, that's what she said.

Yamato said, one time, I can't remember exactly when, "you two both have grown since back then. I'm amazed how you still fit each other." A million thoughts ran across my head when he said that. So I replied, "The pieces won't fit together if they don't shape themselves for each other." So maybe my Sora who used to tackle me into the mud after winning a soccer match doesn't exist anymore, but now I have Sora who has made it a point that without me, she wouldn't be this free of herself, and now I have me, who believes that love can make a person grow with enough courage. Whenever I look at her, I see the flame in her eyes, the sun in her hair, I see light, freedom, bravery, and when I look at myself in the mirror all I could think about was how I looked the best beside her.

I always think about Yamato's words. Because of that sentence, I'm guiltily proud because maybe me and Sora's love isn't perfect, maybe it wasn't meant to be, but it just proves for 'us' to work, us, as individuals, also needed to.