Chapter 7: Pasta and Ji-chan

By: Banana Flavored Eskimo

AN: The Libertines is my inspiration for this chapter. I popped in their CD and I got this need to write. If you haven't heard of them, go and buy their newest CD. Simply entitled The Libertines. They're a fantastic group from the UK. So what are you waiting for?! Go!

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"Oishi!" sighed Sora breathlessly as she took another bite of the angel hair pasta before her.

Quirking a blonde brow, Yamato grinned at the dreamy smile playing across her features. "I assume that's a positive reaction then luv?"

The red head was floating in complete bliss. Savoring the sauce, she licked her lips of the delicious substance. "Gods Yama," she moaned.

His breath hitched at the display before him. When she had uttered that pet name she so rarely used, it was enough to send tremors racing downwards. The temptress had no idea how alluring she looked at the moment. Sapphire eyes narrowed upon the prongs of her fork, poised upon her lips only to slowly delve inside the warm cavern of her lush mouth.

'Sweet Circe,' he thought entranced as the unknowing seductive display continued before him.

Sora blinked owlishly at the blonde, seeing him staring at her mouth. Bringing her fingertips to the corner of her lips, she swiped absently. "Is there something on my face?"

Shaking his head, Yamato shook the not so innocent thoughts from his mind. "Nothing luv."

"MATT COOKED!"

The two turned towards the door to find two brunette whirlwinds - now armed with forks that had seemingly materialized in their hands out of nowhere - dismiss the thought of plates completely and began to immediately scoop the Italian dish directly from the serving platter.

Crimson eyes goggled. Taichi she was used to, but seeing another with an appetite to match her friend was completely mind boggling. 'How do they breathe?' she thought as she stared at the two men before her.

Hades' lips curled upwards in distaste. "Disgusting."

Yamato took a wooden spoon from nearby and smacked the two in the back of their heads. "What's wrong with you two? At least use a plate."

Rubbing the back of his head, Micah glared at his band mates. "You're both working together to knock me senseless aren't you?"

The guitarist scoffed at his words. "We don't need to work on that. You never had any sense to begin with."

Taichi pouted, his chocolate eyes gazing longingly at the noodles. Inching his fork closer, he retracted when a stinging pain attacked his hand. "Damnit Ishida!"

Sora stared at the scene before her, a smile playing across her features. Yamato was currently sporting a floral apron - a gift from his mother he had assured her - yielding a wooden spoon as he glared at Taichi. The football athlete had his head bowed as the blonde rock star lectured him about etiquette.

It was just too comical, she couldn't help the laughter that escaped her lips. "Kami," she breathed through peals of laughter. "I'm sorry Yamato, but you remind me so much of my mother when she used to scold Tai for the same reasons."

"Speaking of your dear mother, what did she say when you told her?" questioned Taichi.

The red head fell silent, her crimson eyes growing wide. "…"

Taichi gaped at his best friend. "You didn't tell her!?"

Sora began to shake her head rapidly, mumbled Japanese escaping her lips. Raking a hand jaggedly through her fiery tresses, she pulled at the ends and winced at the pain she inflicted upon herself. "My mother is going to kill me!" she said finally after a long muttered string of foreign words.

Suddenly she gasped. "Ji-chan…"

Taichi's eyes bulged to the size of saucers. Turning towards the rock star, he gave the blonde a sympathetic pat upon his shoulders. "It was nice knowing you Ishida."

Sora and Taichi exchanged glances and immediately switched languages as they spoke in rapid succession. All were clueless - save Hades who could pick up a few words, but wasn't able to understand most due to the speed of their speech - as they watched the duo converse.

The bushy haired brunette waved his hands madly about the air, miming something that looked disturbingly like wrapping a noose around his neck and pulling an imaginary rope upwards causing him to resemble a hanged man. This was quickly followed by "Ishida" and then the three were once again lost.

Yamato didn't like the last gesture. In fact, he was downright alarmed by it. "Ji-chan. Hades. What does it mean?" he questioned while keeping his eyes trained on the now arguing duo.

"Just an endearment for Grandfather," replied the drummer.

The blonde frowned at the word. She was afraid of what her grandfather may think? Why? Surely an elderly gentlemen wouldn't pose too much of a problem.

Hades cleared his throat loudly, causing all talking to come to a dead halt. "You realize that speaking another language in the presence of others is rude. Someone may think you were speaking ill of them."

Taichi shrugged his shoulder, lazily pacing his hands behind his head. "Don't worry about yourself Hades. We were talking about Ishida."

"I gathered," Yamato replied through thinned lips.

Sora bowed apologetically. "I'm sorry Yamato, but my family is very important to me and they will be angered that I haven't told them about my getting married."

"Forget your grandfather Sor, what will your dad do?"

Dad? Now that was a word Yamato feared. With all his dating experiences, he had never once had a relationship progress enough for him to meet a parent. The prospect of having to meet a man and having him scream about "taking away his baby girl" never appealed to the blonde.

Sora cast an acid look towards the brunette. "I don't have a father," she replied through thinned lips.

Taichi merely stepped away from the red head, finding the far wall very interesting.

"What do you mean Sora. Everyone has a father. You don't believe that stork story do you red, because I can tell you that's not how it's done," said Micah with a crooked grin.

The red head turned her loathing glare upon the drummer, thereby rending him speechless. Micah swallowed nervously, backing away from the female. "Erm, nice weather we're having."

Yamato took in her reaction wondering what would cause her to act in such a way. "If it's any consolation, I haven't told my family either."

"Then why are you at ease?" Sora questioned with a bewildered look.

The blond grinned lightly. "My mum has been pushing me to find a 'nice girl and settle down' while my father would be perfectly fine with it as well. As for my brother, he really wouldn't care as long as you aren't some crazy stalker."

Sora looked to the blonde with raised brows. "You have a brother?"

"Yea, his name is Takeru. He's younger though. He's a freshman at Berkeley."

The red head tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Isn't that the same University Kari attends Tai?"

Taichi coughed as shrugged his shoulders in indifference. "Maybe."

"You never told me you had a sister Tai! Is she hot?" came Micah's voice.

The bushy haired brunette glared darkly at his friend. "No she's not hot and never talk about her like that in my presence again."

Sora merely quirked a fiery brow. "Really Tai, she's already an adult. You can't keep her sheltered forever."

"But I can damn well try," came his defiant reply.

Hades merely raised what was known as his trademark lift of the brow as he crossed his arms across his chest. "Never took you for the scary elder brother Yagami."

The red head let out a light laugh. "You should have seen him when Kari had her first date. He broke into my Ji-chan's gun collection and blatantly polished a shotgun in front of the poor boy while he interrogated him."

Yamato slid his eyes towards the red head, his body slightly tensed. "Your grandfather has a gun collection?"

"Hell yes Ishida. You should see how many weapons this man has in his possession. It's like an armory!" exclaimed Taichi.

The blonde was suddenly reassessing his previous thought of a brittle old gentleman whacking him upside the head with a cane. A vision of a man armed with enough artillery to make Rambo jealous as he aimed a large bazooka at his person popped into his mind. 'What kind of grandfather does she have!?' he thought in alarm.

"Ji-chan has always been fond of his collection. Especially his samurai swords. He absolutely adores those," Sora said with a fond smile.

Yamato winced at the thought of a sharp looking blade arching downwards in his direction. 'Shit.'

Taichi grinned boyishly. "I remember when he used to teach us kendo."

Micah's brown eyes widened in surprised awe. "You know kendo. Like Kenshin?"

Sora furrowed her brow. "Who?"

"Kenshin red! Only the best swordsman to ever walk Japan! Brought down all these evil guys without breaking a sweat!" continued Micah excitedly.

"I've never heard of him, and I've studied a lot of my country's history," she said with a frown.

Taichi chuckled. "He's an anime character Sor."

A resounding smack was heard throughout the room as Micah glared accusingly at the guitarist at his side while rubbing the back of his head. "What. The. Hell. Man!?" he growled lowly punctuating each word.

Hades smirked with a mere shrug. "Another fly."

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AN: Done. Sorry for the short chapter, but at leas they're coming out faster. I'm already getting started on the next one. It should be longer and we'll finally meet Jerry and from there I'm not sure. The fic kinda writes itself as it goes along.

Kenshin doesn't belong to me and I'm not too familiar with it, so if I'm wrong in some parts forgive me.

As for the "polishing the gun" part. My dad does that when I go out on a dates sometimes. He sits there in his armchair cleaning the bloody thing asking questions like "what time will you have her home?" or "and you'll treat my princess right, won't you?." all while activating the laser thingy at the guys chest! Overprotective material in his story is inspired by him and every other male in my family.

Now to respond to some reviewers:

Rainbowishprincess: Thank you for the long review. Lurved it to pieces. Sorry, I don't watch the OC. Can't really stand that show since I lived there and all. Makes us look like spoiled brats!

TheLadyKnight - I'm taking your idea into consideration and I'll probably use it. When? Not too sure, but it will be done. Thank you for the brilliant input and much props to you. Will be checking up with your fics as well. I really do love them all.

Placid Snowflake - Cute SN. Anyways, I 3 Hades as well. I kinda modeled him after this reality TV show person from Mad Mad House. If you've never seen it, then I'm sorry fore it is teh fantastic!!! Yea, I portrayed him after a "vampire" named Don. He's just so hilarious!

Blondie121147 - Actually, although it may seem out of reach for some it isn't that unheard of. Jessica Simpson did it so I'm sure there are others like her that haven't lost it yet.

Inconnu - The best digimon authoress? Thank you, but there are many others out there that could out-write me in a heartbeat. I'm flattered by your words though. Hope you had a happy holidays as well and have a shining New Year.

Sorato - Wish granted.

Svetlella - Mau Oo The auto correct on word kept wanting me to spell your name Sveltela. Anyways, I hope you're satisfied with this chapter. And what's this I read? A real life person like Hades? Stars! Whomever your friend is, is kick arse right there!

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Black Rose J - One of the best Soratos? blushes Thank you. Really kind of you to say so. I hope you've had a happy Christmas as well and best wishes for the new year.

And a big thank you to everyone else. I'm so happy that you're all enjoying my stories as I have as much fun as writing them! Hope all your holidays were great and have a VERY MERRY NEW YEAR!

- Banana Flavored Eskimo