Hi there, before I begin this chapter, I just wanted to say thanks to fireangel08 and digimonfan4ever101 for their lovely reviews . Now, onto the story!
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Today was the day. If she was anyone else, today would have been the day when her life was actually supposed to begin. However, she was quite certain that today would be the day everything would end. Sora couldn't take her eyes off of her reflection in the mirror. Rather, she couldn't take her eyes off of the dress she was wearing. It was sleeveless and white. The bottom gently touched the ground and a short train ran behind it. The chest was covered in jewels, but the rest of the dress was plain. It was disgusting, mortifying, and hand-picked by her husband-to-be. It was perfect, he had told her, when he came to drop it off. Sora quickly agreed to please her brother's questioning eyes. However, she'd never be able to live with herself for also pleasing Jirou.
The girl lifted up the top layer of the dress. Underneath, there was a lacey layer that was probably there to make the dress fuller. Sora grabbed the bottom of it and brought it to her mouth. She ripped a chunk of the lace off with her teeth and let it fall to the ground.
"There." Sora said quietly to herself. "No longer perfect."
The girl looked back into the mirror. She tried to imagine Jirou standing next to her. It was what the scene would look like at the altar. However, she couldn't bring herself to picture the old, ugly man next to her young, innocent form. Instead, she pictured her brothers out of harm's way. She pictured her ignorant father happy that his heirs were safe and that his daughter had so willingly gone along with his plan. Finally, she pictured Taichi next to her. She pictured him in an elegant black tuxedo. Everything was perfect about him, well, except his hair. No wait, that was the most perfect part. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine his lips on hers. She knew for sure that imagining their first kiss together would be as close as it would ever get to reality. Who was she kidding though? She needed to stop dreaming. Taichi would never love her. This was her reality now. She quickly got undressed and packed the dress up again. They would all be leaving for the church soon. She'd get changed there. She wanted to be in the dress for as little time as possible.
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Yamato put his foot on the brake when he was about a mile away from the church.
"Are you ready for this?" He glanced over at his best friend sitting in the passenger seat.
Taichi nodded his head, never moving his eyes from the window. The second Jirou's car passed, they were going to follow him to the church, and finally, once he was inside, the actual waiting would begin.
"Yamato, that's it!" Taichi exclaimed as a large black limo drove by. The blonde man quickly turned back out onto the road and followed it, making sure to stay a safe distance away. He waited around the corner until he heard the slam of car doors and the footsteps going up the large stone steps. Yamato slowly pulled into the parking lot. If he made any suspicious sounds, their cover would be blown. He turned off the car, and as quietly as possible, the two men got out, being careful not to slam their doors.
They ran behind to the back of the building and began to wait. It seemed like an eternity before Mr. Takenouchi pulled up in his own black limo. Taichi peered out from behind the wall. The old man, Sora, and two little boys got out. Taichi grew puzzled when he noticed that no guards were with them. He became even more confused when he saw two of Jirou's own men hustle out of the church and escort them inside.
"Boss really didn't bring any of his own men?" Taichi asked with an angry tone. "Why is he being so stupid?!"
"I don't know.." Yamato replied, staying close to the wall. "But come on, you need to focus. Sora will be in there any minute. Once the guests start to arrive, you know what to do."
"Right." Taichi nodded his head. "Once all the guests come there will be so many distractions. Jirou would never notice me sneaking in there. You got my back, right?"
"Of course." Yamato said, patting his hand against his hidden gun. "Look, here comes a car now."
Taichi peered out from behind the wall once again. He didn't recognize the car. However, the people who stepped out had the same crooked nose that Jirou did. He figured they were his family. Jirou having family was unimaginable to Taichi, but nevertheless, they'd probably been invited just so Jirou could gain bragging rights.
As more cars began to arrive, Taichi decided it was time to put his plan into action.
"Alright Yamato, I'm going in. She'll be in the back room, right?"
"Should be." Yamato replied, taking his place against the wall. "Be out in fifteen, alright? I don't want to have to come in there after you."
"Don't worry." Taichi said as he hustled towards the back door. "I'll be out."
Once he reached it, he gently pushed it open. The loud creek that sounded through the dimly lit hall sent shivers down his spine. Once he saw that no one had heard him, however, he went inside. He took his gun from his pants pocket and held it close to his side as he moved along. He tiptoed, looking around each corner before he turned. This old church was more like a maze than a normal building. He pressed his ear up to each door he passed, but when he heard nothing inside, he moved on. Finally, though, he heard movement behind one of the large wooden doors. He gently pushed it open and looked inside. However, he didn't find who he expected to.
In the room stood three guards. They each wore black tuxedos and shiny black shoes. The only reason Taichi could tell they were guards was because each of them had their own gun. When they all looked up at him, the man froze.
"Who the hell are you?" One of them asked, walking over towards him.
"I'm… I'm a guest of the wedding." Taichi thought up quickly. "But, I guess this isn't the bathroom.."
"Yeah?" Another guard asked, pointing his gun square at Taichi's face. "Then why do you have a weapon?"
Taichi looked down at his hand. 'Dammit!' He thought over and over again. He could've killed himself for not putting his gun away. The man knew he could have easily taken out all three of the guards, but the commotion would have just caused more men to show up. He couldn't be seen. Taichi decided it was best to run. He turned around and ran back out into the hall. He heard the men running after him. Taichi turned corner, after corner, after corner, but he could hear the footsteps getting louder.
"This way!" He heard one of the men call once Taichi tried to fool them with a faked turn. The man ran faster. He could feel them gaining on him. He reached a dead end and started to panic, but thankfully, to the right of him, there was a door with light shining out from underneath. He quickly pushed the door open and ran inside, turning around to shut the door once he got in. He pressed his face up against it to hear what the men said outside.
"Where'd he go?"
"In the door?"
"No! Don't go in there, Jirou will kill us. He's gone."
Taichi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard them all walk away. That was truly a close one.
"Taichi?"
The man spun around. "Sora!"
"What are you doing here?" She asked suspiciously. "Dad didn't send you to make sure I stayed here, did he?"
"No, not at all! No, Sora, no!" Taichi briskly walked towards her. "Please, you just have to listen to me." However, Taichi turned bright red once he realized Sora had been in the middle of changing. All she had on was a short silken skirt and a white strapless bra.
Sora turned around, becoming red herself. What else could she do then be mad at him? He'd gotten her hopes up so many times.. in New York, in the kitchen, now what? She loved him, but she could only cover it up with anger.
"Sora.. please.."
Sora was taken aback by the desperateness in his voice. It killed her, how miserable he sounded, but what could he possibly tell her now? Her life was about to be ruined. "What?" She asked abruptly, turning around while trying to cover herself up.
"Sora, you can't do this. I won't let you do this." Taichi paused and looked around the room. Her wedding dress hung gently from the closet door. On a large king size bed were bright white shoes and gloves. On the dresser, there was makeup and numerous hair accessories. The only window in the room was a small one near the ceiling. A single lamp provided the light.
"Looks like I don't have a choice anymore, Taichi." Sora retorted.
"Sora, you do! Listen, Yamato's outside, just come with us. You'll be safe with us. We can all get out of Japan and away from this mess."
Sora squinted her eyes. "And what about my brothers? What about my father?"
Taichi took another step towards her. "We can come back for your brothers, and your father.. he's the one who completely sold you out! Sora, please!"
Sora held her arms tighter against her chest as Taichi moved closer. "And what are we to do once we're out of Japan?"
"Well.." Taichi stammered, "I just thought.. you know.. Sora.."
"What?" Sora questioned again.
"Sora… I… I lov-"
"Shh!" Sora jumped at Taichi and clamped her hand over his mouth. "Don't say anything! Listen!"
Taichi cocked his head towards the door as he tried to listen to the voices in the hall.
"What do you mean there's an intruder in her dressing room?!"
"We tried to stop him boss!"
"Trying isn't good enough!"
The voices were covered up by a gunshot that rang throughout the halls. Sora threw herself off of Taichi with a combination of fear and shock.
"Taichi, it's Jirou! You have to get out of here! He's ruthless!"
The man looked around the room. "How am I supposed to get out? The only way to leave is the door!"
"Quick, in here!" Sora said hastily as she pushed him towards the closet. "Don't make a sound!"
Taichi was shoved inside the dark closet just as the door to the room was thrown open.
"Sora!" Jirou shouted angrily. "What's going on in here!"
"What are you talking about?" She said, trying to sound clueless.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about!" The old man pounded towards her with a closed fist. However, he stopped himself once he got a good look at her. "Come on now, tell me. You wouldn't want a perfect body like that to be bruised, now would you?"
Sora backed up in a hurry. She couldn't believe how quickly he'd lost his train of thought just by looking at her. Her face turned bright crimson as his face grew hungry and evil. His smirk was vicious, and his eyes were demanding. She glanced over at the closet, hoping Taichi couldn't see the scene in front of them. Before she could do anything else, Jirou reached out and placed his two hands on her backside, pulling her close to him. He effortlessly threw her over his shoulders and walked over towards the bed. Sora kicked and thrashed at him, but it was to no avail. Jirou tossed her down on the bed and began kissing her on her lips, on her neck, and all the way down to her bare, muscular stomach. He only stopped when he heard a gun cock behind him.
"Get the HELL off of her!"
Jirou grabbed Sora by the hair and jumped up. "Are you really gonna shoot me, little boy? You wouldn't want to miss, would you?" He pulled Sora in front of him and planted a kiss on the top of her head.
"Don't you dare kiss her!" Taichi stood with his hand shaking. Jirou was right, if he shot, he would definitely miss. Now how was he going to fix this?
"Wait a minute!" Jirou exclaimed. "You're the bastard who visited my club! You stole one of my girls!" Sora looked up at Jirou when she heard the word club. "Did you come here to steal my new girl, too?" Jirou continued.
"Come on," Taichi said, "You wouldn't use a girl like that in your dingy club, would you?" Perhaps he could play this role and figure a way out of the situation.
"Of course not!" Jirou sneered, running his hand up Sora's side. "I've got special plans for this one. Now.." Jirou reached into his jacket and pulled out a gun of his own. "It's time for you to be taken care of."
Sora squirmed in Jirou's arms as she struggled to get free. "Taichi!" She called right before Jirou moved his hand from her hair to her mouth.
"Shut up!" He barked as he aimed his gun. "Three.. two… one.."
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So, I hope you all liked the new chapter! I've already started the next one, so hopefully that'll be up soon. But until then, you all can hate me for this horrible cliff hanger.
*surflilu