AH!!! I just got informed that I'm taking the ENglish AP exam *sweat drop* That's more tests then I want! *tear* and more time being away form the Computer, so....This story is getting out slower then it should be....so, yeah, when I get some replies then I'll be able to get the story out faster *crosses fingers hopefully* WARNING: Language...I mean, damn Tai's got one hell of a mouth *grin*.
733k5- I swear you will arrive soon enough in the story, I'm just building up to things that have to happen.*grin* you'll love it when I get really into the Takeru parts- and anyother Takeru fans out there will, too....I hope .
Curtis Zidane Ziraa- What's not good?
Discalimer: I do not own Digimon, the plot is based on a story with my friends, Tacelli is mine and you HAVE to ask me if u have the strange urge to use her in your fic... Otherwise, I am not a millionair and do not own what I want save this shiney penny, if u are truely that mean, then u may have my penny, but that is all I have. *tear*
Ch10
"I'm sorry, Tai. Honestly. Tacelli said I had to go back and something happened last night." Yamato paused. " No, I can't tell you. She'd be to embarrassed. She probably hates me now. I can't face her, Tai. I just can't…No, I'm not running! I have- I'm not a chicken! Just promise you'll protect Takeru for me. Thanks. I'll call you when I get home. Bye." Yamato hung up the phone and looked at Tacelli.
She was sound asleep and seemed happy. At least she didn't have to worry about Sean hating her, because she almost went to bed with him. Well, she'd have to worry about Yamato killing Sean for touching his sister.
Yamato sighed, he could see Sora in his mind. Her perfect smile, her firey, silky hair, her laughter, her spirit, her pajamas. Yamato hit his head. Those pjs are what got him in trouble in the first place. Her crimson eyes sparkled at him and then they were filled with tears as he saw himself leaving.
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2 weeks later: Japan
"Sora, c'mon its not like we're never going to see him again." Taichi said as he wrapped an arm around Sora's shoulders. Sora stood up and walked away from Taichi to sit underneath the tree that Yamato had always claimed as his spot.
"Is it really possible for girls to be that quiet when a guy they 'don't' love leaves?" Jyou asked as he looked at Sora. Taichi and Koushirou shook their heads.
"First Mimi goes back to America and then Yamato leaves in the middle of the night to France." Koushirou shook his head, he couldn't figure out why Yamato would leave. Taichi said that something happened that helped him decide and they just couldn't figure anything out.
"If Yamato hurt her, I'm going to kill him." Taichi stated as he saw the sad expression on Sora's face. Her hand touched the small engraving in the tree. She stood up suddenly and left the park. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her until she reached her destination.
She swung open the door and then went straight to her couch. She curled up and started to cry. Even after two weeks, she could still smell Yamato's cologne on the couch. Memories flashed through her mind. Thousands of images of her and Yamato having fun together. Him comforting her when she cried. Taichi and them playing soccer. Yamato and her kissing. Him not saying good-bye. His eyes filled with remorse as he agreed with Tacelli.
"WHY!?" Sora cried suddenly. Her fists pounded the couch.
"I told you she'd take him away, didn't I? I told you that you should be wary of her. Did you listen to me? No! Now look at what he's done to you! LOOK!" Sora screamed as a hand pressed against her chest. She fell backwards, but caught herself and turned to run. She stopped as she reached the door.
"Who are you?" Sora asked as she looked back at the cloaked figure.
"I am who I am. That is all you need to know." Sora shook her head and flung open the door.
"OUT!" Sora cried and pointed out the door. The cloaked man obeyed and walked out. His icy eyes bore into Sora as he looked at her, she felt all of this hatred start to burn in her. She averted her gaze and looked at a picture on the table.
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Yamato laid outside on the cool blanket he had placed when he first arrived. One of the only items he had brought with him, besides clothing and his guitar, was this blanket. It was black with a huge wolf head that seemed to be watching over another wolf and two wolf pups then a few steps away from the wolf and pups was another wolf. It was a beautiful blanket that Mimi and Sora had given him when he'd gone on his first tour. Sora had picked it out, knowing Yamato loves wolves- thanks to Gabumon- and Mimi paid for it, with 'Daddy's' credit card.
The stars shone above him as he watched contently. He wondered if Sora and Taichi were staring into the same sky. Takeru had been in a fit of rage when Yamato said he had to go live with Taichi. He could understand how pissed the blonde was about being abandoned by his only sane family. At least Takeru didn't have to deal with the fear of coming home to a drunken ass and spending the night hiding for fear of another trip to the hospital.
"Yama, phone." Tacelli stepped out of the window and approached her twin. She handed the phone to him and watched as he painfully took it from her.
"Hello?" Yamato asked, not knowing who could grace him with a call when he shouldn't even be worthy of thinking about any of the people he left behind.
"Fucking ass! You pencil dick! Mother-fucking-titty-sucking-two-ball-bitch!" Yamato grimaced as he recognized the voice.
"Tai?" Yamato knew that talking was gonna make it worse, he just had to verify that Jyou or Koushiro hadn't become so filled with hate.
"Damn straight, Ishida! Did it ever cross that fucked up pile of shit you call a brain, that you might be fucking with other people's emotions when you fucking disappeared, shit-head?! Did you fucking think about how it would piss the hell out of Takeru that you fucking abandoned him!? Don't give me that fucked up shit that he's safe, Sor and I know the shit you two went through, but you fucked up your goddamn plan, dyke! Did you fucking think about Sor!? Did you think about how she would fucking feel!? Or did that slip out of your precious fucking head?
"Ishida, she's a fucked up train mess! She won't even utter a fucking word to us! She sits and mopes under our tree in your fucking hell of a spot! She only goes to school, because T-chan (A/N this is a referral to Sora's Mom) makes her! If it weren't for us she'd probably've slit her goddamn wrists by this fucking time!"
"Taichi, what the hell is wrong!? Are Sora and Takeru ok!?" Yamato heard an outraged groan at his blonde question.
"Takeru's fucking fine for a boy that was ditched by his Onichan, but Sor's hurting! If you don't believe me, call her!" Taichi hung up and left Yamato to hear the familiar operator's voice speaking French to him. He quickly dialed Sora's phone number.
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Well, that's that for this chapter....sorry bout the language...please R&R
733k5- I swear you will arrive soon enough in the story, I'm just building up to things that have to happen.*grin* you'll love it when I get really into the Takeru parts- and anyother Takeru fans out there will, too....I hope .
Curtis Zidane Ziraa- What's not good?
Discalimer: I do not own Digimon, the plot is based on a story with my friends, Tacelli is mine and you HAVE to ask me if u have the strange urge to use her in your fic... Otherwise, I am not a millionair and do not own what I want save this shiney penny, if u are truely that mean, then u may have my penny, but that is all I have. *tear*
Ch10
"I'm sorry, Tai. Honestly. Tacelli said I had to go back and something happened last night." Yamato paused. " No, I can't tell you. She'd be to embarrassed. She probably hates me now. I can't face her, Tai. I just can't…No, I'm not running! I have- I'm not a chicken! Just promise you'll protect Takeru for me. Thanks. I'll call you when I get home. Bye." Yamato hung up the phone and looked at Tacelli.
She was sound asleep and seemed happy. At least she didn't have to worry about Sean hating her, because she almost went to bed with him. Well, she'd have to worry about Yamato killing Sean for touching his sister.
Yamato sighed, he could see Sora in his mind. Her perfect smile, her firey, silky hair, her laughter, her spirit, her pajamas. Yamato hit his head. Those pjs are what got him in trouble in the first place. Her crimson eyes sparkled at him and then they were filled with tears as he saw himself leaving.
-o-…^.^V…^o^
2 weeks later: Japan
"Sora, c'mon its not like we're never going to see him again." Taichi said as he wrapped an arm around Sora's shoulders. Sora stood up and walked away from Taichi to sit underneath the tree that Yamato had always claimed as his spot.
"Is it really possible for girls to be that quiet when a guy they 'don't' love leaves?" Jyou asked as he looked at Sora. Taichi and Koushirou shook their heads.
"First Mimi goes back to America and then Yamato leaves in the middle of the night to France." Koushirou shook his head, he couldn't figure out why Yamato would leave. Taichi said that something happened that helped him decide and they just couldn't figure anything out.
"If Yamato hurt her, I'm going to kill him." Taichi stated as he saw the sad expression on Sora's face. Her hand touched the small engraving in the tree. She stood up suddenly and left the park. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her until she reached her destination.
She swung open the door and then went straight to her couch. She curled up and started to cry. Even after two weeks, she could still smell Yamato's cologne on the couch. Memories flashed through her mind. Thousands of images of her and Yamato having fun together. Him comforting her when she cried. Taichi and them playing soccer. Yamato and her kissing. Him not saying good-bye. His eyes filled with remorse as he agreed with Tacelli.
"WHY!?" Sora cried suddenly. Her fists pounded the couch.
"I told you she'd take him away, didn't I? I told you that you should be wary of her. Did you listen to me? No! Now look at what he's done to you! LOOK!" Sora screamed as a hand pressed against her chest. She fell backwards, but caught herself and turned to run. She stopped as she reached the door.
"Who are you?" Sora asked as she looked back at the cloaked figure.
"I am who I am. That is all you need to know." Sora shook her head and flung open the door.
"OUT!" Sora cried and pointed out the door. The cloaked man obeyed and walked out. His icy eyes bore into Sora as he looked at her, she felt all of this hatred start to burn in her. She averted her gaze and looked at a picture on the table.
-o-…^.^V…^o^
Yamato laid outside on the cool blanket he had placed when he first arrived. One of the only items he had brought with him, besides clothing and his guitar, was this blanket. It was black with a huge wolf head that seemed to be watching over another wolf and two wolf pups then a few steps away from the wolf and pups was another wolf. It was a beautiful blanket that Mimi and Sora had given him when he'd gone on his first tour. Sora had picked it out, knowing Yamato loves wolves- thanks to Gabumon- and Mimi paid for it, with 'Daddy's' credit card.
The stars shone above him as he watched contently. He wondered if Sora and Taichi were staring into the same sky. Takeru had been in a fit of rage when Yamato said he had to go live with Taichi. He could understand how pissed the blonde was about being abandoned by his only sane family. At least Takeru didn't have to deal with the fear of coming home to a drunken ass and spending the night hiding for fear of another trip to the hospital.
"Yama, phone." Tacelli stepped out of the window and approached her twin. She handed the phone to him and watched as he painfully took it from her.
"Hello?" Yamato asked, not knowing who could grace him with a call when he shouldn't even be worthy of thinking about any of the people he left behind.
"Fucking ass! You pencil dick! Mother-fucking-titty-sucking-two-ball-bitch!" Yamato grimaced as he recognized the voice.
"Tai?" Yamato knew that talking was gonna make it worse, he just had to verify that Jyou or Koushiro hadn't become so filled with hate.
"Damn straight, Ishida! Did it ever cross that fucked up pile of shit you call a brain, that you might be fucking with other people's emotions when you fucking disappeared, shit-head?! Did you fucking think about how it would piss the hell out of Takeru that you fucking abandoned him!? Don't give me that fucked up shit that he's safe, Sor and I know the shit you two went through, but you fucked up your goddamn plan, dyke! Did you fucking think about Sor!? Did you think about how she would fucking feel!? Or did that slip out of your precious fucking head?
"Ishida, she's a fucked up train mess! She won't even utter a fucking word to us! She sits and mopes under our tree in your fucking hell of a spot! She only goes to school, because T-chan (A/N this is a referral to Sora's Mom) makes her! If it weren't for us she'd probably've slit her goddamn wrists by this fucking time!"
"Taichi, what the hell is wrong!? Are Sora and Takeru ok!?" Yamato heard an outraged groan at his blonde question.
"Takeru's fucking fine for a boy that was ditched by his Onichan, but Sor's hurting! If you don't believe me, call her!" Taichi hung up and left Yamato to hear the familiar operator's voice speaking French to him. He quickly dialed Sora's phone number.
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Well, that's that for this chapter....sorry bout the language...please R&R