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So she said what's the problem baby

What's the problem I don't know

Well maybe I'm in love (love)

Think about it every time

I think about it

Can't stop thinking 'bout it

(Music by Counting Crows)

He didn't believe in love.

She didn't believe in happy endings.


Chapter IV - Unspoken Melodies

A little boy in baggy clothes – Sleeveless green turtleneck and jeans – stood alone under a tree at the park while the other kids played with their friends.

His messy blond hair defied gravity while his hands stayed in his pockets. He looked around seven and was quiet and stoic person; his eyes were already the eyes of an adult...

Dark Sapphire.

"MATT!"

A boy his age ran towards him with a soccer ball tucked under his arm. His brown hair was messy and unkempt and his face had dirt smudged on it.

"Matt, come play with us!"

A scoff escaped the blond boy's lips.

"And get dirty like you? No thanks."

The brunette pouted before running off to his other friends.

The blond boy walked over to a bench and took a seat. He looked up at the sky and sighed.

God I miss TK.

He looked up at the lone tree up on the hill and smiled.

Matt Ishida...


Copying notes could not possibly be the most entertaining act in the world, and Sora had to agree. The classroom was filled with mindless chatter, no teacher was present.

Takashi lounged casually in his chair while flicking a pen. He didn't bother to hide his yawn.

"School is almost over... Want to hang out after school?"

"Sure, where?" Sora brushed a strand of loose hair out of her face.

"Matt's place."

"Sounds great."

Janice Theriot turned around from the table in front of them made a funny face. Janice was Matt's cousin.

"Taka, should we raid Matty dear's fridge?" Her vibrant eyes danced with amusement.

"As if you're not already planning," Takashi scoffed light-heartedly while ruffling her hair.

Janice rested her head on the person sitting next to her (who was Tai). He was watching something on his iPod Video, and ignored the teacher, who re-entered the class while a huge stack of paper.

Janice laughed slightly, "You know me well."

"You're just too open," Takashi smirked while checking his watch.

2:57pm.

Sheets were being distributing around.

"We have a test, first period," Janice went on, "Are you ready?"

"Are you shitting me?" Takashi looked incredulous, "Fuck no."

"Profanity is a sin," Tai mumbled absently while switching off his iPod.

"Like you're one to say, Kamiya," Takashi scoffed while closing the window.

"I'm a self-proclaimed hypocrite," Tai smirked smugly.

Signalling the end of school, the bell rang. Everyone was exiting while mindless chatter commenced.


"I'm telling you," Takashi shot hotly at Tai while walking in the school grounds, "John Coward is going to get bombed."

"Well," Tai retorted, "George Bush is first."

"Why are we conversing about politics?" Sora butted in.

"Why can't you use colloquial language?" Takashi frowned, "You and your formal speech manner. You're EXACTLY like Matt, and it pisses me off."

Janice walked ahead of them and laid a kick on a younger version of Matt's shin. He yelped and glared down playfully at Janice who glared hatefully back up.

"I heard from your brother that you're planning on dyeing your hair black... What the hell is that about?"

Takeru "TK" Takaishi shrugged. He was a slightly smaller version of Matt. He wore a black and white Skull N' Crossbones cap at an angle while a plain black tie hung loosely around his neck. He reached and ruffled Janice's golden head wordlessly while turning back to a brunette with dark ruby eyes who wore a black cadet hat over her shoulder length, layered brown hair.

Janice kicked TK's shin again (harder this time), "You're killing your hair if you dye it black. And don't treat me like a kid; I'm three years older than you."

"Stupid brother just had to tell you..." TK muttered. He turned to Matt who stood a slight distance from him with Akira, Yutaka and some other guys.

"Did you have to tell her?" TK growled over to his older brother, Matt.

"She overheard Mighty Matt telling me," Yutaka yelled back while Matt adjusted the strap of his bass guitar.

Matt thwacked Yutaka's head without looking at him. He waved for the others to walk over (since he was the closest to the school gates).

"April's been influencing TK," Takashi muttered to himself.

"Who's April?" Sora raised an eyebrow.

"The emo chick in your art class," Takashi answered tersely.

"There's no emo chick in my art class..." Sora continued while walking out of the gates.

"She must've been skipping school again," Takashi shrugged nonchalantly.

"She could be sick..." Sora's frown deepened while they walked behind the group, "You can't just assume..."

Takashi gave her a weird look, "I wasn't assuming. I know her well enough to know what she's up to."

"Oh..."


"Matt lives on the same street as me..." Sora stated when they walked down a no-through road.

Takashi looked down at the shorter adolescent and gawked.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. Mine's the grey townhouse on the left," Sora indicated at the house at the very end of the road.

"ARE YOU SHITTING ME?" Takashi sucked in a sharp breath, "The one next to it is Matt's!"

Matt turned around from the front and raised an eyebrow, "Are you two talking about me?"

"You popped up in our conversation," Takashi let out a grin, "I was telling her that you dye your hair blond."

Matt opened the gate to his house and glared at Takashi, "My hair is perfectly natural – unlike your black hair dye."

Takashi scoffed indignantly, "Brown hair is boring."

"I personally think red hair sucks," Sora mumbled to herself.

"I like red hair," Matt glanced at Sora in surprise, "It represents passion."

"Passion for what?" Sora scoffed disdainfully.

"If you hate it so much, why don't you dye it black or something," Tai suggested while holding the door open for her.

"Because hair dye is bad for my hair," Sora shrugged nonchalantly.

"Then shave your hair off," Tai suggested.

"That would look even funnier than red hair," Sora deadpanned.

"Then don't complain," Janice snapped playfully while grabbing a hold of Sora's wrists and dragged her into the house.

"I can't believe you guys are still standing there and letting the mossies and the cold air into the house," TK muttered distastefully from the kitchen.

"Sorry," Takashi smirked, "Sora was standing there with roots cemented into the ground."

Sora narrowed her dark ruby orbs sternly, "Do you want to get your hair bleached blonde?"

"No, that would be hell," Takashi grinned while pulling the door closed.

"You seriously want to die, don't you, Fujiwara?" Matt growled.

Before Takashi could reply, Janice intervened, "Stop flirting with Takashi and get me food, Matt dear."

"Go serve yourself," Matt scoffed, "You practically live here. And I wasn't flirting with Fathead."

"But... you still own the house..." Janice pouted.

"No I don't," Matt admonished sardonically, "Hiroaki owns it."

Sora took a seat next to TK's girlfriend, Kari Kamiya, lightly. She glanced around the living room curiously.

"How art thou?" Kari greeted Sora.

"Tired," Sora frowned, "Grade 11 is hell."

Kari grinned cheekily while opening a coke. They watched Janice and Matt bite each other's heads off.

"Where's Hiroaki this time?"

"Perth or something," Matt shrugged, irritated. He handed Janice and Sora a coke each while throwing a Fanta at Takashi who caught it easily before it crushed his nose.

"What are you getting so irritated over?" TK quipped.

Matt snorted while walking up the stairs while Sora stared. No one else seemed to care.

"You guys should know that Matt is bad tempered," Yutaka reprimanded severely while coming in from the kitchen.

"It's just Matt," TK shrugged nonchalantly.

"Only Matt," Kari jested, "Possibly the safest person to mess with."

"He's not that scary," Janice remarked, "Everyone just exaggerates... I should know because I grew up with him..."

"And Mahew is the nicest person in the world," Yutaka snorted sardonically.

"I remember he was nice back in 7th grade..." Janice frowned.

"Your grammar is terrible," Yutaka reprimanded lightly, "I was using present tense."

"I'm not perfect," Janice snapped while narrowing her vibrant blue eyes.

"Nor am I," Yutaka said evenly while taking a seat on the carpeted ground.

"Yeah right," Tai snorted, "You're possibly the smartest person here. You're a damn overachiever..."

"I just work hard," Yutaka scoffed while taking a swig out of his can of coke.

Janice sighed, "Moving on. What the hell is Matt doing up there?"

Everyone shrugged. Tai yawned, "Probably playing WoW..."

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

"Upstairs," Kari stated, "Takashi clogged the downstairs one."


Sora walked up the stairs and was immediately greeted by the gentle strumming of a guitar. She immediately headed towards the source of the music – behind closed doors.

Sora paused just before knocking onto the door. She closed her eyes and sighed while savouring the sad tune of the song. She opened her eyes and knocked firmly onto the door and waited for a response.

"Come in," Came Matt's reply over the strumming.

She pushed the door opened and was greeted with the sight of Matt's room.

"You don't ever need to knock," Matt's cool voice said. He ceased the strumming of his guitar.

Sora didn't bother closing the door behind her.

The color of his walls was light blue. His room was just like how a male adolescent's room should be – messy. She found Matt sitting on his bed with a black and blue bass guitar in his hands, and a cigarette in his mouth.

The red-haired occupant of the room made her way to the bed before standing in front of Matt's lounged form. She looked down at Matt and frowned.

"You smoke."

It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Yes I do," Matt's replied blatantly while taking it out of his mouth.

"Disgusting," Sora muttered to herself while walking over to Matt's bookshelf and reading the titles of the novels, "Wow, you even have The Little Prince in your collection."

Matt looked up while lounging himself casually across his bed, "Yeah, my grandfather got it for me for my 7th birthday."

"It's in French," Sora noted while flipping through the book.

"Yeah," Matt snorted while watching Sora with steely blue eyes, "My grandfather brought it over from France."

"Your grandfather lives in France?"

Matt responded, "I'm Half-French. That's how I have blond hair and blue eyes, even though I have a Japanese name."

"Ok," Sora smiled while returning the small book back into place, "You've got a lot of books, they must cost a lot..."

"Yeah," Matt stiffened slightly, "When I was young, my mother would buy me plenty of books."

"So, you're well-read?" Sora questioned harmlessly. Seeing Matt's response, Sora let out a tight-lipped smile, "So am I, my papa used to always make me read books – no, novels. He used to make me read these massive novels as a child."

Matt glanced up at Sora who was pulling out another thick volume. Matt felt the corner of his lip curl, "Was it consensual?"

Sora nodded assertively, "Of course, I love to read."

Matt chuckled slightly while watching Sora's figure interestedly looking at a book.

Sora pushed the volume back into place before taking small steps back over to Matt. In his eyes, it was like she was a goddess enjoying herself.

A moment of comfortable silence issued while Matt went back to strumming melodies while Sora stared at her feet and listened to the music.

"Did you compose this?" Sora asked while tracing the crease marks on Matt's bed sheets with her eyes.

"Yeah."

A moment of comfortable silence passed.

"Are you hungry?" Matt asked suddenly.

Sora thought for a bit. In Matt's opinion, the small frown on Sora's face was adorable.

"Yeah... I'm actually famished."

"So am I," Matt slowly got up from his lounged position, "Let's go and get pizza, Dominoes is just a ten minute walk away."

"Sure."


Vibrant blue orbs flickered towards the stairs as Matt and Sora descended down the stairs. Janice laid on the ground comfortably with Tai's lean arms while her head rested on his shoulder.

"Can you guys be any queerer?" Matt drawled sardonically while observing what was on his large plasma TV.

"Hey!" Janice glared defensively, "The Notebook is a cool movie. It's even gayer that you have it in your collection of pirated DVDs."

"No. 16 left it here."

"It was No. 14," Takashi corrected Matt absently.

"Well... it was one of those vegetables that left it here," TK chimed in.

"Vegetables?" Sora was confused.

"Otherwise, known as artificial-superficial-blond-dumb-airheads," Kari clarified in a single breath.

"Oh," Sora murmured, before turning to Matt, "Shall we go?"

"Of course."

"Where are you guys going?" Akira questioned. He sat lounged on the ground with his girlfriend next to him. Eva "Eve" Li had black hair with pink and blonde highlights, her heavily-layered hair ran down to her upper arms. She blinked up at Sora with smoky dark brown eyes.

"Dominoes," Came Matt's soft reply while heading to the front door.

"Buy our share too!" Janice yelled.

"OK!" Matt opened the door for Sora.

Twilight.

It was so beautiful. Sora couldn't help marvelling at the setting sun, from where she stood. It was only 4:30, but it felt like 7:00.

"What are you staring at?"

Matt...

Sora didn't answer. Matt followed her gaze towards the setting sun.

"I heard it was more beautiful in Gold Coast," Matt murmured quietly. His husky voice ringing in the air as a cool breeze blew their direction. His sapphire eyes observed the intricate colors of the sky.

A harmonious weaving of dark blue, purple, pink, red, orange and grey. Sora was mesmerized.

"It is..." Sora murmured, "I lived in Surfer's Paradise, and I used to go down to the beach and look at the horizon, when it was twilight."

A flicker of a smile graced Matt's stern features as he wordlessly surveyed Sora.

"But..." Sora continued, "The sky can never cease to captivate me."

"Why?"

A strong gust of cold wind blew past. Sora's long hair blew freely like a glorious flame. Sora used one hand to keep her hair from her eyes, "Because, I wish to be free like the sky. Vast and beautiful."

"You must really like high places," Matt commented dryly.

Sora turned to Matt. His hair tinted orange from the glare of the sun. Sora's expression was solemn, "Yes... the higher I am, the closer I am to heaven... and the closer I am to... her..."

"To whom?" Matt asked curiously while studying Sora's face.

"My..." Sora trailed off. She couldn't bring herself to finish, it had been so long, yet she couldn't get over it.

"You don't need tell me if you don't want to," Matt murmured solemnly, "I'm not forcing you."

Sora wordlessly stared up at the sky. Her dark ruby eyes reflecting the light; there was a familiar aching in her heart.

Pain.

"I have a place I want to show you," Matt suddenly said after a pregnant silence.

"Where?"

"Just follow me, it's not far," Matt's eyes were compassionate while the rest of his face was blank.


Great, after 5 months, I finally finish this chapter. And I hand in crap. I've rewritten this chapter so many times that I've lost count. I hope my readers are still interested in Embrassez Moi... I've been so busy with my life, in the next 6 weeks, I'll be going through hell, because my exams are all coming up. School seriously kills life, I'm going to be graduating in EXACTLY two years. Read my LJ if you're interested, it's in my profile. I'll be expecting feedback, or I'll be severely upset. Job-hunting hasn't been going well, and my social life is falling apart... Hopefully, next chapter will be finished sooner and be better quality. Look forward to the next chapter of Stealing Sora, I don't know when it's going to be published, but I'm currently working on it. I wrote like 4 lines. lolIDIOT...

Sorry if this chapter seems to be pull of plot holes or badly written with grammatical errors and stuff. Review.