Vacation:
Day 1: Prologue:
A/N: The Prologue is choppy. That's sort of the point. It introduces the story, but I wasn't able to really focus on it. I'm not going to keep working on this story unless people like it, writing has become enough work that unless people like what I what I write, it isn't worth it.
"T.K, if you don't give me back that journal, it's going to be a long vacation for you!" Kari yelled at him
"But I just want to read ONE PAGE!" He said, teasingly.
"If you do, I won't talk to you again, ever!"
"Alright, Alright, you win!" He said, laughing.
She's really glad he didn't decide to look at the journal... Which was really more of a dairy, although no one would EVER catch her calling it that. Journal sounded mature, dairy sounded like something that a little girl would have. If he'd seen what she'd written about him, he'd probably have been embarrassed... But it might have been worse yet if he reciprocated the feelings she'd written about. After all, they were still just fifteen. Any relationship beyond a friendship was likely to end disastrously, and she very much liked him as a friend as well as the other feelings she had for him.
As he handed it back to her, she smiled and put it back into her backpack, shoving it far enough down that she knew T.K would get distracted before he found it.
"Hey, it's time to go! You two need to hurry up already!" Matt said.
"Fine, I'm ready to go. Kari, are you ready?" T.K asked, and she nodded.
45 minutes later, in the airport:
The terminal was loud, so Matt had a pair of headphones on, and was listening to music. Most of it was recorded live at his concerts, but some of it was music written by other bands that he liked. He was trying to write music on a small laptop computer... and trying to ignore the crowd around him.
The point of the headphones, however, had nothing to do with ignoring the crowd around him, and everything to do with making them THINK he was ignoring them. Even as it was, people occasionally interrupted his train of thought, tapping him on the shoulder and asking him for his autograph.
He reluctantly autographed sheets of paper, books, almost everything. He was a little annoyed at his mother and his best friends parents for setting up this blasted vacation. He would have been a lot annoyed, but he knew once they left his home country of Japan, he wouldn't be constantly swarmed with people he didn't know, because he wasn't terribly well known outside of Odaiba, and was practically unheard of outside of Japan.
After signing yet another autograph, he found himself watching his little brother, trying hard not to laugh at him. It was so OBVIOUS that he liked Kari, the girl who was his best friend since 7th grade, and yet he'd never told her... Even though it was obvious that she liked him, as well.
Watching the two, even without being able to hear what they were saying over his music, he knew that both were faced with that dilemma that probably haunted them whenever they were together: Tell the other how they felt, or not?
The way T.K sat, clearly trying to think, but unable to smile whenever Kari tapped him on the shoulder, and said whatever she was saying. The way Kari, who was clearly trying not to bother him, was unable talking to him anyway, and clearly unsure about what she was saying.
She was probably telling something other than what she had initially meant to... she was probably trying to tell him how she felt, but at the same time, was trying hard not to for some stupid reason.
Matt turned back to his computer, rolling his eyes. He had let himself get distracted again, something that he tried hard not to do. If he left himself get distracted, it took him half of forever to make any progress in whatever he was composing.
Meanwhile, Tai was watching his little sister and her crush more warily. Tai was extremely protective of his sister. While he WANTED to trust T.K with Kari, because he knew that there was probably no one better, Tai couldn't bring himself to. He knew eventually T.K and Kari would admit there feelings for one another, but he couldn't bring himself to accept it.
"Why am I so irrational?" He muttered to himself, knowing the answer before he asked.
He was irrational because he knew that whatever happened between T.K and Kari would only end up hurting Kari. Really, though, it was too late. Everyone involved was already on a path to hurt, no matter what. It was best to let the situation play out... or so he hoped.
Neither T.K nor Kari knew that they were being watched. T.K was trying to write a passage to a story he was working on, but somehow he enjoyed Kari's constant interruptions. After a few minutes of this, the attendant announced that flight 87 would be boarding, which was the flight that they would be on.