Chapter 7: The Morning After

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A myriad of sparks flash before his eyes as he painstakingly forces them open; this unrelenting, pulsating throb pounding at every inch of his skull. He feels his belly begin to twist and contort and he swears on his mother's life he is never going to drink again.

Ever.

He sighed slightly as he began to roll over, but was forced to an abrupt halt when he found himself about to roll over on another person. The golden-haired singer tensed instantly at that, eyes flaring round to the size of saucers.

He tried ardently to recall who he had left with last night. Cringing, he hoped to the heavens it wasn't that girl who insisted on cutting a lock of his hair (for scientific reasons, she claimed)…she was just creepy.

When Yamato had managed enough nerve to actually face his current bed mate, he felt his stomach lurch again, this time for a whole different reason.

A head of chestnut-brown tresses was tucked cozily against his shoulder, still submerged in deep slumber. She had both arms wrapped around his middle with one of her long, long legs draped over him as well.

The twenty-one-year-old felt his heart trembling up against the innards of his ribcage, unable to neither get nor maintain a constant breathing pattern.

Now, Yamato was generally cool under pressure, really. He'd faced large, power-hungry creatures that of story books. He'd manage to satiate a good 100 or so crowd of very particular, very cruel college and high school students weekly.

Really. He wasn't one to crack under severe situations.

But there were some situations, like bedding this undeniably cute, invigoratingly sexy woman who happened to be your best friend's little sister. Oh, and after said best friend requested that you would watch out so disgusting perverts wouldn't take advantage or do such a thing.

Well real good job on this one, Ishida.

The very distressed male could do little more than lay there, not wanting to wake her up. And perhaps, the slightest bit (okay, more than a bit), enjoying the youngest Yagami curled up against his frame.

He twisted his head back slightly, grimacing at the blaring 10:30 A.M glaring at him from a near-by clock. His mother and Takeru were supposed to be arriving in less then half and hour and he was stark nude with an equally nude Hikari!



"Dammit…" He muttered absently to himself, allowing his head to fall back and hit the headrest in frustration.

God definitely hated him.

Perhaps his last comment had been said a bit louder than intended, cause the beautiful creature next time took a rough, loud intake of breathe. And every nerve, muscle and hair stopped moving or functioning in that instant.

Hikari released a loud, open-mouthed yawn; barely stifling it with a slight shift of her hand. She attempted to go back to sleep, soothingly rubbing her face up against the very…hard?

Her eyes slowly worked themselves open, bright crimson-pink eyes opening up to…flesh.

Everything from the prior night came driving back in full force; hitting her at all sides, all at once. And her brother, and the gossip, and all those stupid things like reason and practically came sauntering in soon after. And they were laughing, maliciously.

Yamato's breath was ragged and heavy; she cringed as its familiarity rang through her belly.

"Kari…" It was back to this again, wasn't it?

"Kari, what happened?" His voice sounded so terribly broken and lost; something unaccustomed when it came to the eldest Ishida.

Hikari remained perfectly still, resting her cheek on the pleasantly supple flesh of his chest. Her eyes were rounded and wide, staring endlessly at the room before her for some answer, for some solution.

"You were in that stupid drinking game," She started, somewhat huffily at the last remark.

"And I saw them trying to force you to drink more and more and I just had to get you out of there."

"How'd we get here?" He interjected with dire need, his fingers absently twisting one of her tresses between his fingers. He felt her sigh a bit before she continued.

"I took your keys and drove the 'vette." She paused a moment to see his reaction, but continued when she received none.

"You were in no state whatsoever to even sit upright, let alone walk; so I brought you up."

Another sigh.

"I-I brought you th-the living room and I placed you on the sofa and I-I fell or something, I don't know and we just-just--"

"Kissed." Yamato clarified in a whisper.



She nodded against his chest, clenching her eyes shut and hoping she'd wake up from this stilly, stupid dream? It's all a dream, right?

The golden-topped twenty-one-year-old suddenly wrenched himself up into a sitting position, grunting slightly from the motion. Hikari instantly pulled herself up at his side, placing a supportive hand on his arm.

Taken aback by her sudden display of concern, he glanced back at her with a quirked brow. Her face quickly burned at the motion, feeling herself completely stupid for worrying over him like that.

The heat on her face increased, suddenly, as she caught sight of other…body parts rising from its wake.

Bewildered by her adorably cherry-red face, he followed her stare downwards and nearly jerked over off the sofa to block her view. This perhaps wasn't the smartest move, considering he had one hell of a hang-over and was now a pathetic heap on his living room floor.

Hikari held back a giggle as she dropped down onto her knees, cradling the man's head onto her lap.

"Are you okay?" She inquired softly, slowly raking her fingers through his golden spikes.

He only grumbled something foul in response; palm sprawled over his pelvic area to hide it from perusal. Though as to why, he wondered, since she seemed to have taken sight of all of him last night.

The golden-topped male only grinned, continuing to rock his hips back and fro. His movements were slow, deliberate as he watched with pure delight at the petite brunette that writhed and squirmed beneath him, begging and near sobbing for it, for him.

"Hikari…"

Yamato wrenched up away form the female, his back turned to her as he eagerly scrambled for some sort of clothing. He was mumbling something foul as he found his boxers hidden under her lacy white bra.

At that the boy struggled to his feet, near teetering over in the process. Hikari quickly moved to his side, a steadying arm reaching out to his aid.

The Wolves singer jerked his arm away from her, as if burned by her touch. He stalked over to a near-by television set, plucking up his tattered black button up from the night prior.

"I-It's okay Yamato." Her voice was tiny, slight…like a little girl.

The twenty-one-year-old turned his heel abruptly, fiercely ignoring the painful throb in his head at the motion.



"Goddamit Kari, it's not. It's NOT okay!" He growled furiously, angrily snatching up his pants off the coffee table.

"God fucking dammit, you're like my little sister!"

Hikari stumbled back at his words, as if he had physically struck her. Soft crimson eyes rounded with disbelief, the words echoing in the far recesses of her mind. She lingered for a moment, numbly watching as the much older male violently clothed himself.

And then those delicate pink depths welled up with fresh hot tears.

She frantically began gathering her own garments, mindlessly pulling them on as she struggled to compose herself. She had managed just past her shirt and pants when a piteous sob rolled forth form her throat.

"I-I'm s-sorry Yamato." She mewled painfully as she fruitlessly wiped the tears with the back of her hand.

She quickly gathered her belongings, stumbling over to the doorway. She paused however, glancing over her shoulder.

Nothing but cold silence met the slight intern, his back turned to her in recognition of their separation. Hikari bit back another sob.

"G-Goodbye."

Yamato remained perfectly still, refusing to yield to anything, to that strangled yell that so ardently wished to leave his throat, to that indescribable agony that was eating away at his innards, to that oh so pained cry that burned his ears.

The door wafted shut with a click.

And the tall, proud Yamato Ishida crumbled to the ground.

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