Written by: Snow Illusion
Dedicated to: All the Taiora fans out there!
That was the day when Tai realized that he loved Sora. The day that she was taken away from him, the day that she was captured by Datamon. His tiny little thirteen year-old heart was broken, his only love taken away from him. And he didn't even get to tell her how he felt.
He cried, the only way he could release the darkness swelling up in him. The salty tears stained his shirt and cracked his face, but he didn't care. He didn't care that everyone was watching, he didn't care that at that exact moment Matt was thinking what a big baby he was, no, he didn't care about anything like that. He only cared that Sora was in his arms, and he was holding her tightly. That he would tilt her perfect face to his, and kiss her with his red lips. He knew that would say more than words ever could.
Thankfully, he had rescued her from Datamon. But did he ever get to hold her in his arms? Did he ever tilt her perfect face to his, and kiss her with his red lips? No, he didn't. He was a coward, and a big one. Too infatuated by what he was feeling. He thought that Sora didn't love him back. He didn't know how wrong he was.
***
It had been four years since that little accident, and still Tai hadn't told Sora how he felt. He told himself that he was going to tell Sora the next time. But that next time never came, for he got too scared.
"Thanks Mrs. Takenouchi!" he yelled back, he knew that Sora was going to tell him that she loved him. Yes, this was his day.
***
It had been hours since he started searching for his soon-to-be love. He had almost given up when a shine of crimson hair shone his way.
"Tai!" she replied, her own silent streams drowning across.
She started to run towards him, but something was wrong. Tai noticed it all too soon.
"Sora, watch out!!!!!!!"
And in a second, the pick-up truck had hit her.
***
Tai waited outside the hospital room, to afraid to find what was in there. He had found Sora's mangled body under the black truck without its light's on. He called the ambulance, but they had gotten there in about a half an hour. Too long.
She was unconscious by the time they pulled her out. They radioed a helicopter, then she was flown to the nearest hospital.
He tore off, racing down the streets of Odaiba.
"Sora…" He cried, his tears flowing behind him as he ran as faster then he ever could before. "How could I let this happen!?!" he screamed out into the world.
Tai had gotten there when they were pulling Sora out of the operating room.
"How bad is it?" he asked, hoping with all his might that it was good news. The doctor shook his head.
"No!!" he
screamed, his knees weakening as the world blacked out beneath him.
When Tai had finally regained consciousness, he got up from bed, and asked the receptionists where Sora Takenouchi's room was.
"Four B," the snotty receptionist replied. A look of complete curiosity crossed his face.
The receptionist sighed. "Take the elevator to the fifth floor."
"Thanks," he said, running the speed of light to the elevator. Tai reached the fifth floor only to find out that it was I.C.U. Once again, tears started to well up in his chocolate brown eyes. He held them back as he reached the door.
Tai pulled out his hand to the doorknob, but stopped. What if she was hurt so badly there were tubes sticking out of her? What if some of her limbs were amputated?
No, he shook the demented thoughts from his head. But even if it was so, she would always be Sora, the same person he loved.
He walked in to see Sora wrapped up in a white sheet. No tubes were there, and all her ligaments were still attached. She was breathing very slowly, her eyes closed.
"Hi Sora," he said very shakily, tear drops falling on the blanket. She moved a little bit. "Sorry."
Tai pulled up a chair. "Hey, Sora, I just want to say…" he started to choke on his own tears. "Please don't go Sora…You can't go…I love you too much…" he couldn't take it anymore. He collapsed upon her, his tears soaking the clean white blanket. "No Sora, you can't go! You're too young! Please Sora! Can't you hear me! I love you! I love you so much! Please don't go Sora…I love you Sora Takenouchi…don't die…don't die on me now. We haven't gotten married or had kids, you see. Isn't that what's supposed to happen? Please Sora…I love you…"
He got up and gently laid a kiss on her tender lips. He smiled a weak smile as waves of his tears stained his face. "I'll be back…" he whispered to her deathly body. "Don't worry…"
***
Sora died the next day.
***
The mournful Tai walked over to the now deceased Sora Takenouchi's apartment to pick up any stuff she left for him.
He started to open it, being careful not to rip any pages.
To My Beloved Taichi: In this book, I've kept all the times we had, hoping one day that you would find this and know
He cried, except now it was tears of joyfulness. She had loved him back. He was right, but now a deeper sadness lengthened him. He never got to tell her how he felt.
"Are you okay, Tai? What happened?" Mrs. Takenouchi cried to the now leaving Tai. Tai pretended not to here and casually walked out the front door.
