"Tai, I'm going out for a while, ok?" I yelled from the front door.
"Yeah, ok. Whatever." he yelled back. I sighed.
Tai hasn't been the same ever since he started hanging out with a new crowd. He used to always ask me 'where are you going' or 'who's going to be there.' But now he doen't seem to care. It's all about him.
I really don't like the people he's been hanging out with. They all think they're big shots. They use a lot. Drugs, I mean. I'm afraid that Tai has tried them. I don't know what I'd do if I found out he was using.
I closed the door and stepped outside into the rain. I love rain. It's one of the only things in this world that can make me feel peaceful. Keep me alive for just one more day. It makes me feel so clean, even though it's probably dirtier than I was before it hit me. Sometimes, I wish I could go into a field and run and dance through the rain as it hits the grass, and then take a picture of the splash. The very moment when a rain drop lands on top of a puddle and causes a small explosion of water.
That one moment in time.
I walked up to the apartment building that Takeru is living in. Not alone, mind you. He lives with his elder brother. I'm not quite sure they left their homes to live together. It's not like Yamato's music is bringing in tons of cash, or Takeru's playing is bringing in scouts. But I have to give them credit, they've done pretty well so far. With the apartment, that is.
I got up to the apartment door and knocked. It didn't take long for Takeru to answer the knock. He knew it was me.
Me and Takeru.
It's like we have a sixth sense about each other. He can tell when I'm standing behind him, even though there is no shadow. He can tell when I'm worried but just the touch of a hand. He can tell when I'm mad with just the glance of the eye.
And I the same.
He smiled when he opened the door, and motioned for me to come in graciously. I accepted, and walked inside. He took my coat and hung it up on the finished wooden coat rack. As he hung it up I sat down on the maroon couch and glanced around the living room. It was quite clean, middle class. Not something you would expect from a hardly-known singer and his unknown basketball-playing brother. I suppose Mimi and Takeru's mother have helped out a little. Couple of bucks here and there. Mrs. Takaishi probably bought all the furniture in this apartment.
She's always been soft for Takeru. Spoiled him, you could say. But I don't think he took it for granted. He knows how to play fare and square. After all, he is a basketball player.
After Takeru had hung up my coat, he sat down next to me on the couch. He looked at me, and I looked back at him. He smiled. I giggled.
"What's so funny?" he asked me. It only made me laugh harder.
"What?!" Takeru excaimed. I could tell by the smile on his face that he was about to crack up laughing over something he had no idea about. For his sake, I attempted to control myself. I finally calmed down, and took in a deep breath to keep myself from dying of loss of oxygen.
"I'm sorry," I giggled to my friend whom I was in dire need of kissing, "your smile is just so funny."
"Oh, thanks, I feel so much better now." Takeru said sarcastically. I pushed him over playfully.
"Oh, that's it." Takeru growled playfully as well. He jumped on top of me and pushed me onto my back. He took a hold of my wrists and held them down next to my head, and brought his knees up around my chest.
"Oh, you think you're some kind of big shot now that you've got a hold of me, huh?" I said slyly as I raised one eyebrow. Takeru brought his face right in front of mine, our noses touching, lips but two inches away from coming together.
"Yeah, I do." he whispered as he locked his eyes on mine. I could feel a rush of hot, thick blood running throughout my veins and up to my face. I tried to control the heat of my body, but the longer Takeru was there, the hotter I became.
He was so close, yet so far. If only I could raise my head a little, just a little, then maybe. Maybe I could feel if he had hot blood running to his face too. He was just sitting there on top of me. I could feel his breath on my face. minty, like he popped a mint in his mouth just for me.
I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close to me. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I just wanted. But I didn't move. I just laid there, him on top of me. And I could feel his blood rush with mine. I could feel his heat. Our heat combined was so intense, I thought I was going to explode.
I'll never forget that heat. That feeling. He brought his lips on mine, and showed me this intensity, this rush, this amazing feeling that he brought into me with the touch of his skin. I never imagined it would be like what I felt.
When he brought his lips away from mine, his eyes looked so happy and scared all at the same time. I'm pretty sure mine were like that too. His cheeks were red like roses, and I felt an urge to brush my lips across his cheeks to see if they really were as velvety as roses.
When I finally noticed his physical existence, and I smiled at him. My eyes and lips both formed a smile. And so did his. I pushed myself up and kissed his forehead, then brought myself back down on the couch.
"Thank you." I whispered so quietly. He sighed quietly and nodded. He slowly brought his lips to my forehead and kissed me gently.
Then he got up.
He lifted his body away from mine and placed one foot on the floor and swung the other foot over me and onto the floor, then slowly shifted his body down to the floor with his back leaning on the couch.
I placed my hand onto shoulder, hoping to get a response, but all I got was his hand over mine.
"Takeru..." I whispered, "what's wrong?" He sighed gently and turned around to look at me.
"How are we going to do this?" he asked.
"Do what, TK?" I asked in reply.
"Do this! How are we going to be able to be together like this?!" he yelled in frustration. He stood up and started pacing back and forth through his living room, while I stared out into the rain, hoping to get an answer.
The rain always seems to wash away problems, or find ways to fix them.
"TK..." I said, trying to get him to stop pacing back and forth. But he doesn't stop, so I say it again, only a little louder.
"TK..."
But he doesn't stop.
"TAKERU!" I yelled, and got up from the couch and stopped him from pacing.
"It's going to be ok!" I yelled to him as I shook him a little from the shoulders. He blinked, and then he sighed.
"I'm sorry Kar... I'm just..." he started to say, but I finished his sentence for him.
"...Scared?" I said. He nodded. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close to comfort him, and hoped to get comfort back.
"It's ok to be scared, Takeru. But everything will be ok, I promise." I said to him. I knew he listened, because he wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me close to him too.
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"Mom? Dad?" I yelled as I entered the apartment. I took off my soaked boots and placed them on the towel next to the door, and went outside onto the balcony and hung up my drenched coat. I walked back inside, and I heard an unfamiliar voice coming from Taichi's room. I looked around, and quietly picked up a bowl from the table, just in case it was someone who really shouldn't be here. I crept towards Taichi's room, placed my hand on the cold, metal knob slowly, and swung the door open. To my surprise, Taichi was in his room, along with two boys, one girl, all whom I did not recognize, and smoke. I took a whiff, and let me just say it wasn't cigarette smoke, that's for sure.
"K-Kari, what...What are you doing here?" Taichi stuttered in worry.
"The real question is who are these people and what are THEY doing here?" I said accusingly with my arms crossed.
"N-Nothing, just hangin'." He stuttered again. I decided that he was either so high that he couldn't tell that I knew he was high, or he thought I was too dumb to tell they were smoking pot.
I walked over to one of the kids who seemed to be hiding something, and told him to stand up. Now, this kid seemed to be around Tai's age, maybe older, which meant he was about two or three years older then me.
"And if I don't? Watchyougonnadoaboutit?" He sneered. The other kids started to chuckle, and I could here from behind me that Taichi was trying to hold back a laugh or two. I grabbed the kid by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up to his knees while he started to choke.
"Give me the fucking weed." I whispered to his face. His eyes started to grow wide from shock that I had this much strength, and reached into his pocket and pulled out a brown paper bag and threw it on Tai's bed. I glared at the kid for a couple more seconds, that let go of him. I grabbed the weed from Tai's bed, and asked if any of the other kids there had any more dope with them. They all shook there heads, and I yelled at them to get out. They responded quickly, and scrambled themselves up from the floor and left the room in a hurry. I had my back turned to Tai, but I could feel him staring at me with worry that I might tell mom and dad.
"I won't tell them." I said as I stared out Tai's window. I heard him sigh in relief. I turned around and looked at his hung head.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!" I yelled.
"It was just a little fun, Kar." Taichi said with a shrug. I sighed in frustration.
"Don't let me see that happen again." I said as I walked out of his room. I slammed his door shut, and could hear him cursing me and yelling at me. It eventually quieted down, and I walked into my room. I closed my door and locked it. I didn't want to see Tai's sorry face right now. I fell backwards on my bed and stared at the ceiling all while I was listening to the rain fall onto roof and the balcony and the floor. The way it fell...You'd think it was talking.
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Takeru put his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, which was odd to me, because he was on top.
It's been two weeks since he first kissed me, and everytime I'm near him I feel...Good. Like I'm on top of the world and no one can take me down.
"So..." Takeru said between kisses, "Tai was smoking pot?"
I nodded in reply. I'd rather not talk while Takeru's got his lips locked on mine. I felt his tongue brush against my lip, and I moaned in pleasure. Takeru could tell that his tongue made me feel good, nd he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I gripped the back of his shirt and pulled him closer, and he smiled through a kiss. He continued to run his tongue in and out of my mouth.
Then he pulled his lips away from mine.
"Why'd you stop..." I whimpered. He chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Nothing." He whispered. He brushed some of my hair away from my face and kissed my forehead.
"Nothing at all."
He got up and walked into the kitchen.
"Matt's going to be home soon, and I didn't want him catching us making out. That's all." he said as he opened the fridgerator.
"You thirsty?" he asked me.
"A little. Just water." I said. I sat up and started to stare at the ceiling. I didn't notice that Takeru had walked over and sat down next to me.
"What are you thinking?" Takeru asked me. I jumped when he started to talk.
"Sorry." Takeru chuckled.
"It's ok." I said. He put a glass of water in my hand and I took it.
"What were you thinking about?" Takeru asked me quietly.
"Home." I replied. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the couch.
"Why would you be thinking about home?" Takeru asked me.
"My dad has been fighting with my mom, my mom has been fighting with Taichi, and Tai's been fighting with my dad."
"Why?" Takeru asked me.
"I don't even know. Something about Tai's drug deal. And apperently my mom has been drinking."
"I'm sorry." Takeru said quietly. I opened my eyes and turned my head to him and kissed him softly.
"It's ok. It'll all settle over soon." I said reassuringly. Takeru smiled in reply, and I rested my head on his shoulder. And fell asleep.
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I walked into the apartment to a now familiar argument happening between my parents. Words flew back and forth. 'Drinking,' 'job,' and 'Tai,' were some of the words I heard. I didn't bother to see what the actual argument was about. I went straight to my room. I fell onto my bed and sighed exhuastingly.
"Have a good time at TK's?" Gatomon asked me from the corner where she was curled up.
"Yeah. It was ok." I said. Gatomon jumped onto my bed and walked up next to my head.
"What's wrong? You sound worried." Gatomon asked me.
"I'm not sure. I just feel like something bad is going to happen."
"I get that feeling all the time when I eat taquitos." Gatomon said. I chuckled. She looked at me like she didn't see the humor in what she said. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
I was in the middle of a grassy field and I was running. There wasn't really anywhere to run. I just ran. I had my arms held out and my head to the clouds and I was laughing and running and laughing and then I came to a hill. I dropped to my knees and looked down the hill. It was so high. I laid down in the grass, crossed my arms over my chest, and I rolled. I kept rolling and rolling. And laughing. I felt like I was flying.
"Kari? Kari, wake up." Taichi said to me. I slowly opened my eyes and found my brother hunched over my bed, staring at me. I closed my eyes and groaned.
"C'mon Kari, you gotta wake up." Taichi said.
"Why?" I groaned.
"Because Miyako is here." Taichi said. I sat up, but kept my eyes closed. I didn't really want to look at Taichi. He wasn't my most favorite person then.
"Ok, ok. I'm up. I'll be right there." I sighed. I heard him leave, and I opened my eyes groggily. I sighed heavily, then got up. I went into the living room and found Miyako sitting on the couch. She looked like she had been crying.
"Miya, what's wrong?" I asked calmly.
"Can...Can we go somewhere else?" Miyako asked me. I nodded. She sat up from the couch and walked over to the door. She turned back to me to see if I was coming, and I motioned for her to go. She put on a friendly smile, and walked out. I followed her out of the apartment, and we headed down the street.
"So, what's wrong?" I asked her.
"It's Ken." she whispered. "I think he's cheating on me."
"What? Why would he do that?" I asked. Ken and Miyako have always seemed to get along just fine. Sure, they have their moments of agony, but then again, who doesn't?
"He's just...Been acting so differently lately. I can't figure out why. And he won't tell me anything." Miyako whispered.
"Let's go get something to drink, ok?" I said. Miyako nodded slowly in reply, and followed me into one of the small bar/restaraunts off the street. We walked up to the bar, and ordered something to drink.
"Now, tell me again, why would Ken cheat on you?" I asked her as the bartender gave us our drinks.
"I don't know. Myabe I'm just stubborn or I won't listen or..." Miyako went on saying. I turned my head to keep from laughing.
"What's so funny?" Miyako asked angrily.
"Look, Miya. You've been that way since Ken first knew you. I honestly think that those are some of the traits you have that he adores. I really think you're going off your rocker here. Ken wouldn't cheat on you and you know it."
Miyako sighed.
"You're probably right. I'm probably being a little paranoid." Miyako said.
"A little?" I chuckled. Miyako gave me a glare, but started to chuckle herself.
"Ok, maybe more than a little." Miyako chuckled.
"Yeah, that's more like it." I said.
I looked around the bar. The people in here looked either drunk, like they were trying to get drunk, or trying to hook up with drunk people. I wonder why people get drunk. Why they think it will solve their problems. I wonder what kind of problems they go with. Maybe they got laid off, or foudn their wife in bed with the mailman. Or maybe their husband died.
No matter what the reason, here it's not where I really wanted to be right then and there.
"You know what?" I said to Miyako, "Let's get out of here. We can go to the park and hang out."
"That's sounds good." Miyako said. I paid the bartender and followed Miyako out of the bar and into the streets. We got to the park and sat down on the bench. Their were kids playing, chasing each other. One girl was crying because this other boy wouldn't leave her alone. Two other boys were playing in a sandbox. While one had his back turned to his castle, the other would knock it down.
I love that age. Where nothing really matters. Where the only problem you have is a scraped knee. Where your feelings can't get hurt, because you don't know what feelings are yet. That day in age. The best day in age.
Me and Miyako stayed at the park a little while longer, until she got a phone call from her parents, telling her ot go home. We seperated at the park, and I headed home. I could hear from the corridor that parents were arguing. As I opened the door, Taichi walked past me with a bag in his hand.
"What's going on?" I asked no one in particular. My dad continued yelling at Tai while my mom whimpered.
"Your brother's moving out." my mom sobbed.
"What? Why?" I asked astonishingly. I wasn't that fond of Tai at the point, but I still loved him.
"Why? I'll tell you why! Because your brother's a good-for-nothing son of a bitch that does nothing but bring drugs into my home!" my dad yelled to Tai more than me.
"Dan!" my mom huffed.
"Shut up, Nina." my dad growled. My mom let a couple more tears run down her face before she headed over to fridge and pulled out a flask.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I left.
"Yeah, ok. Whatever." he yelled back. I sighed.
Tai hasn't been the same ever since he started hanging out with a new crowd. He used to always ask me 'where are you going' or 'who's going to be there.' But now he doen't seem to care. It's all about him.
I really don't like the people he's been hanging out with. They all think they're big shots. They use a lot. Drugs, I mean. I'm afraid that Tai has tried them. I don't know what I'd do if I found out he was using.
I closed the door and stepped outside into the rain. I love rain. It's one of the only things in this world that can make me feel peaceful. Keep me alive for just one more day. It makes me feel so clean, even though it's probably dirtier than I was before it hit me. Sometimes, I wish I could go into a field and run and dance through the rain as it hits the grass, and then take a picture of the splash. The very moment when a rain drop lands on top of a puddle and causes a small explosion of water.
That one moment in time.
I walked up to the apartment building that Takeru is living in. Not alone, mind you. He lives with his elder brother. I'm not quite sure they left their homes to live together. It's not like Yamato's music is bringing in tons of cash, or Takeru's playing is bringing in scouts. But I have to give them credit, they've done pretty well so far. With the apartment, that is.
I got up to the apartment door and knocked. It didn't take long for Takeru to answer the knock. He knew it was me.
Me and Takeru.
It's like we have a sixth sense about each other. He can tell when I'm standing behind him, even though there is no shadow. He can tell when I'm worried but just the touch of a hand. He can tell when I'm mad with just the glance of the eye.
And I the same.
He smiled when he opened the door, and motioned for me to come in graciously. I accepted, and walked inside. He took my coat and hung it up on the finished wooden coat rack. As he hung it up I sat down on the maroon couch and glanced around the living room. It was quite clean, middle class. Not something you would expect from a hardly-known singer and his unknown basketball-playing brother. I suppose Mimi and Takeru's mother have helped out a little. Couple of bucks here and there. Mrs. Takaishi probably bought all the furniture in this apartment.
She's always been soft for Takeru. Spoiled him, you could say. But I don't think he took it for granted. He knows how to play fare and square. After all, he is a basketball player.
After Takeru had hung up my coat, he sat down next to me on the couch. He looked at me, and I looked back at him. He smiled. I giggled.
"What's so funny?" he asked me. It only made me laugh harder.
"What?!" Takeru excaimed. I could tell by the smile on his face that he was about to crack up laughing over something he had no idea about. For his sake, I attempted to control myself. I finally calmed down, and took in a deep breath to keep myself from dying of loss of oxygen.
"I'm sorry," I giggled to my friend whom I was in dire need of kissing, "your smile is just so funny."
"Oh, thanks, I feel so much better now." Takeru said sarcastically. I pushed him over playfully.
"Oh, that's it." Takeru growled playfully as well. He jumped on top of me and pushed me onto my back. He took a hold of my wrists and held them down next to my head, and brought his knees up around my chest.
"Oh, you think you're some kind of big shot now that you've got a hold of me, huh?" I said slyly as I raised one eyebrow. Takeru brought his face right in front of mine, our noses touching, lips but two inches away from coming together.
"Yeah, I do." he whispered as he locked his eyes on mine. I could feel a rush of hot, thick blood running throughout my veins and up to my face. I tried to control the heat of my body, but the longer Takeru was there, the hotter I became.
He was so close, yet so far. If only I could raise my head a little, just a little, then maybe. Maybe I could feel if he had hot blood running to his face too. He was just sitting there on top of me. I could feel his breath on my face. minty, like he popped a mint in his mouth just for me.
I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close to me. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I just wanted. But I didn't move. I just laid there, him on top of me. And I could feel his blood rush with mine. I could feel his heat. Our heat combined was so intense, I thought I was going to explode.
I'll never forget that heat. That feeling. He brought his lips on mine, and showed me this intensity, this rush, this amazing feeling that he brought into me with the touch of his skin. I never imagined it would be like what I felt.
When he brought his lips away from mine, his eyes looked so happy and scared all at the same time. I'm pretty sure mine were like that too. His cheeks were red like roses, and I felt an urge to brush my lips across his cheeks to see if they really were as velvety as roses.
When I finally noticed his physical existence, and I smiled at him. My eyes and lips both formed a smile. And so did his. I pushed myself up and kissed his forehead, then brought myself back down on the couch.
"Thank you." I whispered so quietly. He sighed quietly and nodded. He slowly brought his lips to my forehead and kissed me gently.
Then he got up.
He lifted his body away from mine and placed one foot on the floor and swung the other foot over me and onto the floor, then slowly shifted his body down to the floor with his back leaning on the couch.
I placed my hand onto shoulder, hoping to get a response, but all I got was his hand over mine.
"Takeru..." I whispered, "what's wrong?" He sighed gently and turned around to look at me.
"How are we going to do this?" he asked.
"Do what, TK?" I asked in reply.
"Do this! How are we going to be able to be together like this?!" he yelled in frustration. He stood up and started pacing back and forth through his living room, while I stared out into the rain, hoping to get an answer.
The rain always seems to wash away problems, or find ways to fix them.
"TK..." I said, trying to get him to stop pacing back and forth. But he doesn't stop, so I say it again, only a little louder.
"TK..."
But he doesn't stop.
"TAKERU!" I yelled, and got up from the couch and stopped him from pacing.
"It's going to be ok!" I yelled to him as I shook him a little from the shoulders. He blinked, and then he sighed.
"I'm sorry Kar... I'm just..." he started to say, but I finished his sentence for him.
"...Scared?" I said. He nodded. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close to comfort him, and hoped to get comfort back.
"It's ok to be scared, Takeru. But everything will be ok, I promise." I said to him. I knew he listened, because he wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me close to him too.
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"Mom? Dad?" I yelled as I entered the apartment. I took off my soaked boots and placed them on the towel next to the door, and went outside onto the balcony and hung up my drenched coat. I walked back inside, and I heard an unfamiliar voice coming from Taichi's room. I looked around, and quietly picked up a bowl from the table, just in case it was someone who really shouldn't be here. I crept towards Taichi's room, placed my hand on the cold, metal knob slowly, and swung the door open. To my surprise, Taichi was in his room, along with two boys, one girl, all whom I did not recognize, and smoke. I took a whiff, and let me just say it wasn't cigarette smoke, that's for sure.
"K-Kari, what...What are you doing here?" Taichi stuttered in worry.
"The real question is who are these people and what are THEY doing here?" I said accusingly with my arms crossed.
"N-Nothing, just hangin'." He stuttered again. I decided that he was either so high that he couldn't tell that I knew he was high, or he thought I was too dumb to tell they were smoking pot.
I walked over to one of the kids who seemed to be hiding something, and told him to stand up. Now, this kid seemed to be around Tai's age, maybe older, which meant he was about two or three years older then me.
"And if I don't? Watchyougonnadoaboutit?" He sneered. The other kids started to chuckle, and I could here from behind me that Taichi was trying to hold back a laugh or two. I grabbed the kid by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up to his knees while he started to choke.
"Give me the fucking weed." I whispered to his face. His eyes started to grow wide from shock that I had this much strength, and reached into his pocket and pulled out a brown paper bag and threw it on Tai's bed. I glared at the kid for a couple more seconds, that let go of him. I grabbed the weed from Tai's bed, and asked if any of the other kids there had any more dope with them. They all shook there heads, and I yelled at them to get out. They responded quickly, and scrambled themselves up from the floor and left the room in a hurry. I had my back turned to Tai, but I could feel him staring at me with worry that I might tell mom and dad.
"I won't tell them." I said as I stared out Tai's window. I heard him sigh in relief. I turned around and looked at his hung head.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!" I yelled.
"It was just a little fun, Kar." Taichi said with a shrug. I sighed in frustration.
"Don't let me see that happen again." I said as I walked out of his room. I slammed his door shut, and could hear him cursing me and yelling at me. It eventually quieted down, and I walked into my room. I closed my door and locked it. I didn't want to see Tai's sorry face right now. I fell backwards on my bed and stared at the ceiling all while I was listening to the rain fall onto roof and the balcony and the floor. The way it fell...You'd think it was talking.
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Takeru put his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, which was odd to me, because he was on top.
It's been two weeks since he first kissed me, and everytime I'm near him I feel...Good. Like I'm on top of the world and no one can take me down.
"So..." Takeru said between kisses, "Tai was smoking pot?"
I nodded in reply. I'd rather not talk while Takeru's got his lips locked on mine. I felt his tongue brush against my lip, and I moaned in pleasure. Takeru could tell that his tongue made me feel good, nd he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I gripped the back of his shirt and pulled him closer, and he smiled through a kiss. He continued to run his tongue in and out of my mouth.
Then he pulled his lips away from mine.
"Why'd you stop..." I whimpered. He chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Nothing." He whispered. He brushed some of my hair away from my face and kissed my forehead.
"Nothing at all."
He got up and walked into the kitchen.
"Matt's going to be home soon, and I didn't want him catching us making out. That's all." he said as he opened the fridgerator.
"You thirsty?" he asked me.
"A little. Just water." I said. I sat up and started to stare at the ceiling. I didn't notice that Takeru had walked over and sat down next to me.
"What are you thinking?" Takeru asked me. I jumped when he started to talk.
"Sorry." Takeru chuckled.
"It's ok." I said. He put a glass of water in my hand and I took it.
"What were you thinking about?" Takeru asked me quietly.
"Home." I replied. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the couch.
"Why would you be thinking about home?" Takeru asked me.
"My dad has been fighting with my mom, my mom has been fighting with Taichi, and Tai's been fighting with my dad."
"Why?" Takeru asked me.
"I don't even know. Something about Tai's drug deal. And apperently my mom has been drinking."
"I'm sorry." Takeru said quietly. I opened my eyes and turned my head to him and kissed him softly.
"It's ok. It'll all settle over soon." I said reassuringly. Takeru smiled in reply, and I rested my head on his shoulder. And fell asleep.
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I walked into the apartment to a now familiar argument happening between my parents. Words flew back and forth. 'Drinking,' 'job,' and 'Tai,' were some of the words I heard. I didn't bother to see what the actual argument was about. I went straight to my room. I fell onto my bed and sighed exhuastingly.
"Have a good time at TK's?" Gatomon asked me from the corner where she was curled up.
"Yeah. It was ok." I said. Gatomon jumped onto my bed and walked up next to my head.
"What's wrong? You sound worried." Gatomon asked me.
"I'm not sure. I just feel like something bad is going to happen."
"I get that feeling all the time when I eat taquitos." Gatomon said. I chuckled. She looked at me like she didn't see the humor in what she said. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
I was in the middle of a grassy field and I was running. There wasn't really anywhere to run. I just ran. I had my arms held out and my head to the clouds and I was laughing and running and laughing and then I came to a hill. I dropped to my knees and looked down the hill. It was so high. I laid down in the grass, crossed my arms over my chest, and I rolled. I kept rolling and rolling. And laughing. I felt like I was flying.
"Kari? Kari, wake up." Taichi said to me. I slowly opened my eyes and found my brother hunched over my bed, staring at me. I closed my eyes and groaned.
"C'mon Kari, you gotta wake up." Taichi said.
"Why?" I groaned.
"Because Miyako is here." Taichi said. I sat up, but kept my eyes closed. I didn't really want to look at Taichi. He wasn't my most favorite person then.
"Ok, ok. I'm up. I'll be right there." I sighed. I heard him leave, and I opened my eyes groggily. I sighed heavily, then got up. I went into the living room and found Miyako sitting on the couch. She looked like she had been crying.
"Miya, what's wrong?" I asked calmly.
"Can...Can we go somewhere else?" Miyako asked me. I nodded. She sat up from the couch and walked over to the door. She turned back to me to see if I was coming, and I motioned for her to go. She put on a friendly smile, and walked out. I followed her out of the apartment, and we headed down the street.
"So, what's wrong?" I asked her.
"It's Ken." she whispered. "I think he's cheating on me."
"What? Why would he do that?" I asked. Ken and Miyako have always seemed to get along just fine. Sure, they have their moments of agony, but then again, who doesn't?
"He's just...Been acting so differently lately. I can't figure out why. And he won't tell me anything." Miyako whispered.
"Let's go get something to drink, ok?" I said. Miyako nodded slowly in reply, and followed me into one of the small bar/restaraunts off the street. We walked up to the bar, and ordered something to drink.
"Now, tell me again, why would Ken cheat on you?" I asked her as the bartender gave us our drinks.
"I don't know. Myabe I'm just stubborn or I won't listen or..." Miyako went on saying. I turned my head to keep from laughing.
"What's so funny?" Miyako asked angrily.
"Look, Miya. You've been that way since Ken first knew you. I honestly think that those are some of the traits you have that he adores. I really think you're going off your rocker here. Ken wouldn't cheat on you and you know it."
Miyako sighed.
"You're probably right. I'm probably being a little paranoid." Miyako said.
"A little?" I chuckled. Miyako gave me a glare, but started to chuckle herself.
"Ok, maybe more than a little." Miyako chuckled.
"Yeah, that's more like it." I said.
I looked around the bar. The people in here looked either drunk, like they were trying to get drunk, or trying to hook up with drunk people. I wonder why people get drunk. Why they think it will solve their problems. I wonder what kind of problems they go with. Maybe they got laid off, or foudn their wife in bed with the mailman. Or maybe their husband died.
No matter what the reason, here it's not where I really wanted to be right then and there.
"You know what?" I said to Miyako, "Let's get out of here. We can go to the park and hang out."
"That's sounds good." Miyako said. I paid the bartender and followed Miyako out of the bar and into the streets. We got to the park and sat down on the bench. Their were kids playing, chasing each other. One girl was crying because this other boy wouldn't leave her alone. Two other boys were playing in a sandbox. While one had his back turned to his castle, the other would knock it down.
I love that age. Where nothing really matters. Where the only problem you have is a scraped knee. Where your feelings can't get hurt, because you don't know what feelings are yet. That day in age. The best day in age.
Me and Miyako stayed at the park a little while longer, until she got a phone call from her parents, telling her ot go home. We seperated at the park, and I headed home. I could hear from the corridor that parents were arguing. As I opened the door, Taichi walked past me with a bag in his hand.
"What's going on?" I asked no one in particular. My dad continued yelling at Tai while my mom whimpered.
"Your brother's moving out." my mom sobbed.
"What? Why?" I asked astonishingly. I wasn't that fond of Tai at the point, but I still loved him.
"Why? I'll tell you why! Because your brother's a good-for-nothing son of a bitch that does nothing but bring drugs into my home!" my dad yelled to Tai more than me.
"Dan!" my mom huffed.
"Shut up, Nina." my dad growled. My mom let a couple more tears run down her face before she headed over to fridge and pulled out a flask.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I left.