Moving On
**This is my third story posted on ff.net! I really appreciate the reviews I have gotten for my other two stories, "Something Like You" and "Standing Alone". **
Moving On
~*~Ice Angel~*~
The sun was setting on another day in Odaiba Japan. The people of the city were returning home from work and school to spend the evening with their families. A chilly September wind blew through the balding trees, sending a barrage of orange and red leaves cascading to the ground gracefully. Matt Ishida walked alone down the busy street, carrying with him his bass. He was coming home from another band rehersal, and was exhausted from his busy day. He walked down past all the shops and stores, some of which were closing for the night. Matt stopped by a flower shop, taking notice of a girl trying to lift a pallet of seedilings on her own. It was Sora Takenouchi, Matt's long time friend.
"Let me help you, Sora." Matt called as he walked over and helped Sora bring the plants inside the shop where her mother was busily putting other plants away for the night. Sora smiled and thanked Matt as he followed her out to help her with the other flowers.
"Thanks a lot Matt, you don't have to help me put everything away. I can handle it, and besides, you look a little tired." Sora said cheerily as she lifted another pallet with the help of Matt and hauled it indoors.
"It's okay, Sora. I want to help." Matt answered, setting the pallet down with the others. He wiped some of his messy blonde hair from his face and smiled wearily. Sora shrugged and made another trip outside, Matt following once again.
"Stubborn!" Sora sighed softly. Matt grinned and punched Sora playfully.
"Now that's the pot calling the kettle black!" Matt replied, laughing. Sora looked into Matt's blue eyes and smiled, then rolled her cinnamon ones and returned to the store with the last of the pallets. Matt watched her walk back in, and sighed loudly.
"Why do I always end up feeling like she's more than just a friend?" Matt asked himself quietly. Sora waved at Matt from inside the store, and Matt waved back as he picked up his bass and continued his walk home.
It hadn't always been this way. Matt and Sora had always been friends, but lately Matt felt as if there was something more between them. They shared everything together, all their thoughts, their secrets, everything. Matt felt like he was getting closer to Sora every day, and that worried him. He didn't want to fall for Sora.
"She'd never feel the same about me." Matt concluded. He walked into his apartment he shared with his father and went straight into his room, Sora still on his mind. He couldn't get her out of his thoughts. All he could think about was how pretty she was, and how her auburn hair looked very lovely in the autumn. Matt shook his head and tried to do his homework, but Sora's image kept interrupting him.
"She's supposed to be my friend, not my girlfriend." Matt whispered as he ran his hands through his hair and tried to concentrate on his work.
Sora typed some figures into her calculator for the fourth time. She had been working on the same problem for about ten minutes, and still couldn't get her mind off a certain blue eyed boy she'd grown to adore.
"It's completely unrequitted. . . " Sora admonished as she erased the problem again. Feeling defeated, Sora moaned and threw her hands up.
"He doesn't like you, Sora!" she reminded herself aloud.
Like Matt, Sora had started to have more than just friendly feelings. She had noticed lately that she talked to Matt more often, and tried to hang around him a little more. It wasn't anything like this when they were eleven. The hardly spoke back then. But now they were seventeen, and it seemed that they had grown closer overnight. Sora blew a piece of crimson hair out of her face and sighed.
"He'd never feel the same about me. He has all those fan girls. . . . " Sora whispered as she tackled her homework again.
The next day, Sora was walking through the halls when someone tapped her shoulder lightly. She turned around to face Matt, who was smiling casually. Sora blushed slightly as she tried to remind herself that Matt was a friend, and nothing more.
"Hey Matt." Sora said brightly.
"What's up, Sora?" Matt asked, almost sounding nrevous. Sora shrugged and looked up at the ceiling.
"Oh not much, how about you? Any rabid fans out there haunting you today?" Sora replied.
"No, actually I sicked them on Tai. . . ." Matt commented. Sora laughed out loud.
"You didn't! He'll be so mad at you!" Sora said as she continued to laugh a little. Tai was the captain of the soccer team, and one of the most popular guys at school. Whenever a bunch of girls bothered him, he'd send them Matt's way, causing Matt to have to run frantically to a class or home or wherever he could hide.
"Yep, I did. Serves him right to tell them where I'm hiding out all the time!" Matt joked. Sora walked with Matt toward her next class.
"Hey, Sora, there's something I have to ask you." Matt started. Sora felt her heart leap into her throat.
'No way. . . . he's not going to ask me out. . . . is he?' Sora thought as she smiled weakly and nodded.
"Um, I was wondering if you could help me with my Bio homework." Matt finished. Sora felt her heart fall through the floor as she looked down almost disappointedly. She recovered quickly and smiled.
"Sure, Matt. How about tonight after I get off at the shop?" Sora answered. Matt nodded.
"Sounds good. Well, I have to go. Thanks Sora, you're a sweetheart." Matt said. Sora noticed Matt blush slightly as he turned and walked the other way.
'What was that about?' Sora thought as she went to her next class.
Matt met Sora at the flower shop that day after school and walked with her to her house, where her mother was already making dinner. Upon seeing Matt, Mrs. Takenouchi grinned and waved from the kitchen.
"Hello Matt, are you staying for dinner?" Mrs. Takenouchi asked cheerfully.
"Not tonight, Sora's just helping me with my Biology homework, then I'll be on my way." Matt replied as he followed Sora to her room. Soon they were busily working on the nights homework.
"And this is the patella, it's also known as. . . . .Matt, are you listening?" Sora asked agitatedly. It was the third time she had stopped to make sure Matt was following what she said. Matt stopped staring at his book and looked sharply at Sora.
"What was that?" Matt asked. Sora smacked herself on the forehead as she groaned in mock agony.
"You aren't listening to a word I have said, are you?" Sora accused. Matt nodded slowly.
"I'm sorry, but I sort of have something on my mind." Matt replied. Sora looked at Matt quizzically.
"Tell me." Sora stated, putting down her book and turning her attention to Matt. Matt swallowed hard, and sighed.
"Well, there's this friend of mine, and he well. . . . .he likes a girl." Matt began. Sora grinned.
"Are you going to play matchmaker, Matt?" Sora teased good naturedly. Matt shook his head and smiled somewhat shyly.
"I don't know what he can say to her to make his feelings known." Matt said. Sora nodded, understanding.
"If it were me he liked, all he'd have to do is tell me." Sora replied simply. Matt stared at Sora and smirked.
"It's that easy, huh?" Matt asked. Sora nodded, and turned to her book again. Matt took Sora's hand in his. Sora looked up at Matt, who looked into her reddish-brown eyes seriously.
"I like you, Sora." Matt started. Sora opened her mouth to reply, but her mother walked in.
"Sorry to interrupt, but your father called, Matt, and dinner's ready at your house. He told me to have you come home now." Mrs. Takenouchi said light-heartedly. Sora looked at Matt, who smiled.
"We'll continue this tomorrow." Matt said as he got up and collected his things, leaving Sora sitting on the floor of her room completely dumbfounded.
'Oh. . . . .my. . . . .GOSH! He likes me. . . . he likes me back. . . . . wow!' Sora thought as she jumped up off the floor and threw her hands into the air happily.
Matt walked down the street toward his house solemnly. He noticed that when he told Sora that he liked her, she gave him this funny "what-the-hell?" look.
'Maybe I shouldn't have said anything. She must not feel the same way. Boy, Matt, have you made yourself look stupid, or what!' Matt thought, walking into his apartment and closing the door softly.
**This is my third story posted on ff.net! I really appreciate the reviews I have gotten for my other two stories, "Something Like You" and "Standing Alone". **
Moving On
~*~Ice Angel~*~
The sun was setting on another day in Odaiba Japan. The people of the city were returning home from work and school to spend the evening with their families. A chilly September wind blew through the balding trees, sending a barrage of orange and red leaves cascading to the ground gracefully. Matt Ishida walked alone down the busy street, carrying with him his bass. He was coming home from another band rehersal, and was exhausted from his busy day. He walked down past all the shops and stores, some of which were closing for the night. Matt stopped by a flower shop, taking notice of a girl trying to lift a pallet of seedilings on her own. It was Sora Takenouchi, Matt's long time friend.
"Let me help you, Sora." Matt called as he walked over and helped Sora bring the plants inside the shop where her mother was busily putting other plants away for the night. Sora smiled and thanked Matt as he followed her out to help her with the other flowers.
"Thanks a lot Matt, you don't have to help me put everything away. I can handle it, and besides, you look a little tired." Sora said cheerily as she lifted another pallet with the help of Matt and hauled it indoors.
"It's okay, Sora. I want to help." Matt answered, setting the pallet down with the others. He wiped some of his messy blonde hair from his face and smiled wearily. Sora shrugged and made another trip outside, Matt following once again.
"Stubborn!" Sora sighed softly. Matt grinned and punched Sora playfully.
"Now that's the pot calling the kettle black!" Matt replied, laughing. Sora looked into Matt's blue eyes and smiled, then rolled her cinnamon ones and returned to the store with the last of the pallets. Matt watched her walk back in, and sighed loudly.
"Why do I always end up feeling like she's more than just a friend?" Matt asked himself quietly. Sora waved at Matt from inside the store, and Matt waved back as he picked up his bass and continued his walk home.
It hadn't always been this way. Matt and Sora had always been friends, but lately Matt felt as if there was something more between them. They shared everything together, all their thoughts, their secrets, everything. Matt felt like he was getting closer to Sora every day, and that worried him. He didn't want to fall for Sora.
"She'd never feel the same about me." Matt concluded. He walked into his apartment he shared with his father and went straight into his room, Sora still on his mind. He couldn't get her out of his thoughts. All he could think about was how pretty she was, and how her auburn hair looked very lovely in the autumn. Matt shook his head and tried to do his homework, but Sora's image kept interrupting him.
"She's supposed to be my friend, not my girlfriend." Matt whispered as he ran his hands through his hair and tried to concentrate on his work.
Sora typed some figures into her calculator for the fourth time. She had been working on the same problem for about ten minutes, and still couldn't get her mind off a certain blue eyed boy she'd grown to adore.
"It's completely unrequitted. . . " Sora admonished as she erased the problem again. Feeling defeated, Sora moaned and threw her hands up.
"He doesn't like you, Sora!" she reminded herself aloud.
Like Matt, Sora had started to have more than just friendly feelings. She had noticed lately that she talked to Matt more often, and tried to hang around him a little more. It wasn't anything like this when they were eleven. The hardly spoke back then. But now they were seventeen, and it seemed that they had grown closer overnight. Sora blew a piece of crimson hair out of her face and sighed.
"He'd never feel the same about me. He has all those fan girls. . . . " Sora whispered as she tackled her homework again.
The next day, Sora was walking through the halls when someone tapped her shoulder lightly. She turned around to face Matt, who was smiling casually. Sora blushed slightly as she tried to remind herself that Matt was a friend, and nothing more.
"Hey Matt." Sora said brightly.
"What's up, Sora?" Matt asked, almost sounding nrevous. Sora shrugged and looked up at the ceiling.
"Oh not much, how about you? Any rabid fans out there haunting you today?" Sora replied.
"No, actually I sicked them on Tai. . . ." Matt commented. Sora laughed out loud.
"You didn't! He'll be so mad at you!" Sora said as she continued to laugh a little. Tai was the captain of the soccer team, and one of the most popular guys at school. Whenever a bunch of girls bothered him, he'd send them Matt's way, causing Matt to have to run frantically to a class or home or wherever he could hide.
"Yep, I did. Serves him right to tell them where I'm hiding out all the time!" Matt joked. Sora walked with Matt toward her next class.
"Hey, Sora, there's something I have to ask you." Matt started. Sora felt her heart leap into her throat.
'No way. . . . he's not going to ask me out. . . . is he?' Sora thought as she smiled weakly and nodded.
"Um, I was wondering if you could help me with my Bio homework." Matt finished. Sora felt her heart fall through the floor as she looked down almost disappointedly. She recovered quickly and smiled.
"Sure, Matt. How about tonight after I get off at the shop?" Sora answered. Matt nodded.
"Sounds good. Well, I have to go. Thanks Sora, you're a sweetheart." Matt said. Sora noticed Matt blush slightly as he turned and walked the other way.
'What was that about?' Sora thought as she went to her next class.
Matt met Sora at the flower shop that day after school and walked with her to her house, where her mother was already making dinner. Upon seeing Matt, Mrs. Takenouchi grinned and waved from the kitchen.
"Hello Matt, are you staying for dinner?" Mrs. Takenouchi asked cheerfully.
"Not tonight, Sora's just helping me with my Biology homework, then I'll be on my way." Matt replied as he followed Sora to her room. Soon they were busily working on the nights homework.
"And this is the patella, it's also known as. . . . .Matt, are you listening?" Sora asked agitatedly. It was the third time she had stopped to make sure Matt was following what she said. Matt stopped staring at his book and looked sharply at Sora.
"What was that?" Matt asked. Sora smacked herself on the forehead as she groaned in mock agony.
"You aren't listening to a word I have said, are you?" Sora accused. Matt nodded slowly.
"I'm sorry, but I sort of have something on my mind." Matt replied. Sora looked at Matt quizzically.
"Tell me." Sora stated, putting down her book and turning her attention to Matt. Matt swallowed hard, and sighed.
"Well, there's this friend of mine, and he well. . . . .he likes a girl." Matt began. Sora grinned.
"Are you going to play matchmaker, Matt?" Sora teased good naturedly. Matt shook his head and smiled somewhat shyly.
"I don't know what he can say to her to make his feelings known." Matt said. Sora nodded, understanding.
"If it were me he liked, all he'd have to do is tell me." Sora replied simply. Matt stared at Sora and smirked.
"It's that easy, huh?" Matt asked. Sora nodded, and turned to her book again. Matt took Sora's hand in his. Sora looked up at Matt, who looked into her reddish-brown eyes seriously.
"I like you, Sora." Matt started. Sora opened her mouth to reply, but her mother walked in.
"Sorry to interrupt, but your father called, Matt, and dinner's ready at your house. He told me to have you come home now." Mrs. Takenouchi said light-heartedly. Sora looked at Matt, who smiled.
"We'll continue this tomorrow." Matt said as he got up and collected his things, leaving Sora sitting on the floor of her room completely dumbfounded.
'Oh. . . . .my. . . . .GOSH! He likes me. . . . he likes me back. . . . . wow!' Sora thought as she jumped up off the floor and threw her hands into the air happily.
Matt walked down the street toward his house solemnly. He noticed that when he told Sora that he liked her, she gave him this funny "what-the-hell?" look.
'Maybe I shouldn't have said anything. She must not feel the same way. Boy, Matt, have you made yourself look stupid, or what!' Matt thought, walking into his apartment and closing the door softly.