Written: 23.o1.o6
NOTE: xxxxx means the change of the song or lyrics.
Thanks to my faithful minions who gave feedback in the last chapter (evil laugh): Takari lady aka D-3, Calmer of the Storm, miaow227 ( Harry Potter? Haha. I guess. LOL. But I sort of got it from ballroom dancing last year…and this ballroom dance thing is going to take some important part in the story, I guess.), Princessstphanie, Rock-Angewomon (Gotta love Catheriine. ;D), Michi-fan (haha. I'm going to lectures tomorrow. Fun holidays, ey? Lol. I hope you had a great holiday as well. Take care dear. Lol. Takari and Sorato? …let's just say … 'eventually.' Okay…there's still long way to go. LOL), PrincessSakuraTenshi12 ( thanks for reviewing those long ass chapters and catching up. LOL. I can't believe you managed to get through them!), take the blame (yeah, ballroom dancing expected. But there are reasons behind it…), Kuroi Black Nightingale & JyouraKoumi. (Stevie Wonder rocks!)
Note - WDC World Dance Competition
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LIMITZ II
Worth it or not Worth it?
By flipstahhz
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Sora emerged from the bathroom, toothbrush stroking her teeth. She headed towards Mimi's room, waking her up abruptly. Somehow, it was Sora that always woke up early, Sora that was the neat freak…but Sora wasn't the chef of the household. And currently she was starving…
" It's a new day, Meems! You can't sleep the whole day out!" Sora exited the room. " I'm starved, pancakes please!"
Mimi Tachikawa got up from her lying position groggily waking up. She slumped off her bed, changing into some home clothes and slouched into the kitchen. Moments later, the kitchen was lively as Mimi skillfully stirred a mixture in a silver bowl. She then mounted some of the liquid into the frying pan. Mimi had never liked the pancakes purchased from the supermarket that were already set up…especially the mixtures where you could just add some water or an egg. She preferred cooking pancakes the proper 'traditional' way. It was healthier.
After all the pancakes had been cooked, she tossed them all onto a plate, ventured into the eating area where Sora was awaiting for her eagerly and served breakfast.
" You're hungry today," Mimi commented as she watched her friend immediately dig into the food. " What's up?"
" Just craving pancakes, that's all," Sora said as she chewed, her breakfast was exposed to Mimi. Mimi wrinkled her nose. The auburn headed girl complimented," You should really be a chef."
" Only because I can cook pancakes doesn't indicate I'll make as a good chef," Her friend shrugged. " You should really close your mouth when you eat."
" And I rest my case."
" It doesn't mean I'm a chef for just telling you to keep your mouth shut when eating," Mimi laughed, as she neatly cut her pancake into equal pieces. " It's basic knowledge."
" I don't give a hell if it's basic knowledge; cause I'm basically hungry!"
Mimi retorted, " You're usually not this hungry. You're eating like one of the guys. And I thought I was the one that ate most out of us girls! Kari hardly eats…and you…you eat…but more frequently than her! Don't steal my title! What's up with you, anyway? You've been actin' strange."
" Nothing," Sora uttered, spreading syrup and strawberries onto a new patch of pancakes, toppling her dish with strawberries and ice cream. " Fine. It's just…I regret being such a bitch to Yamato yesterday."
" Don't worry. He wouldn't take it that bad. He's a man."
" But sometimes…men break," she said, scooping ice cream into her mouth. " Food is the best remedy, don't you think?"
" No, ice-cream is," Mimi said tersely. She knew Sora's strategies to get off track and not talk about how she was feeling. Mimi knew, that either way, she'd find out what was going on with her best friend. She wiped her mouth with a serviette. She was already full from her meal, pulling herself from her seat. " I'll get the mail."
After a few minutes, she returned with the stacks of mail. Sora was sipping on coffee when Mimi entered back. Sora's eyes danced in curiousness when she saw that Mimi had already tore a letter out. Usually the letters they had been getting lately were no other than bills, so whatever was playing in Mimi's hand had to something important, fun and worth reading.
" Read it."
" Yeah," Mimi said. " It's from the WDC again."
" So? Let's here it."
Mimi spoke the letter aloud…
"Greetings LimitZ dancers,"
Sora's groan interrupted her. " It's from that Corinne girl again, isn't it? I just hope this letter isn't a waste of time as it was when we had to have that meeting or conference about where the competition was to be held had. I mean…seriously…we didn't have to all be there to watch one lousy coin being tossed in the air!"
" I know."
The brunette haired younger girl raised an eyebrow, continuing.
" Since the WDC is to be scheduled in your area, our company did research to make reservations at Odaiba Stadium in a year's time. Unfortunately, due to circumstances, it was booked out on the specific date the WDC Council required for. Instead of being held in a year time – we have only one possibility; this is to hold the competition in half a year. WDC apologizes for inconveniences and wishes you all good luck in training.
Regards,
Corrine Colum
World's Dance Competition Secretary "
" As organized as ever," Sora remarked in sarcasm. " These letters we get from them are always unorganized."
" I gotta agree with that," Mimi laughed. " I just can picture the guys and Kari's voice when we tell them…they'll probably crack it."
" Yes, I can picture that," she laughed along with her, but her facial expression dissolved – turning slightly somber as she stared at the letter in Mimi's hands. " That means…we really need to get our act together!"
" What this Corrine-woman doesn't understand is that our whole life doesn't revolve around dancing, these days. We can't put all our faith in a petty tough lifestyle. I know that you and I, plus the other LimitZ crew, love to dance and are great at it…but…always being put in this pressure is hard. The WDC is so heartless – they only care about our performance and getting a good profit from viewers. They don't understand what us participants have to do…"
" Yeah. You'd better ring Tai and the others," Sora sighed, languidly handing Mimi the cordless phone. " Let the catastrophe begin…"
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" I'm still disappointed that they still had to come," Catherine said grumpily. " I thought my dibby-dobbing plan had gotten them a punishment of not being allowed to go to the guy's school. Damn it."
" Well, you did have some sort of effect," Kari beamed. " You gave them a week's worth of toilet duty."
She sighed, pointing finger twirling her blonde lank of shiny hair. " Yeah. That's pretty good…but something else should have happened…"
" You never give up, do you?" Kari said, clasping her hands together as she stared up at the taller girl in false sarcastic admiration. " Have you thought of the fact how the guy's reactions will be when they see their hair. That's priceless. So…it's okay that they're toddling along with the rest of our year level, true?"
" That's true," Catherine snickered evilly.
They sat in the bus in silence as they watched the scenery flyby their windows. The bus was filled with excited chatter as they came closer to the boy's school.
Catherine couldn't help but speak out her thoughts to Kari, " It's like whoa! They're all merry because they get to see a group of idiotic sex-crazed people with only a different chromosome."
" Biology's disgusting."
" I know. But it's the truth about our fellow classmates. They've all applied more make up than usual," Catherine muttered.
Hikari then came to sudden realization that she had never seen Catherine with make up for the past couple of days. Then again, Catherine was beautiful with out it. Blue eyes, blond hair…that was enough to give it all away and capture the breath of any guy. She almost envied her. But Kari didn't really care. All she could do was bleach her hair blond and wear blue contacts. Hell with it, Kari just stuck with her own personal traits…
The bus came to a halt as the students of St. Margaret's filed out of it, entering into the boy's school building. After one more head check they all wandered into the hall where a whole group of boys sat there. They were all either drooling, gawking, shying away, embarrassed or not giving a flying fuck that the girls were there. Kari preferred the latter of the selection, simply because that was how she was feeling and that the whole 'ballroom' thing was just a waste of time.
Her eyes familiarized to TK, who gave a wink – she winked back. Her mouth gaped when she realized the boy sitting next to her. Daisuke?
Now that was crazy.
He winked at her too.
Kari turned back to her friend. Catherine had her arms folded and face twisted into an aggravated vexed scold, pretending to be fancied at the ceiling since her cold gaze was doing nothing but staring upwards. Kari laughed, realizing that almost all the boy's there were checking her dear friend out under a microscope.
" God…I hate them."
" You don't like guys?"
" No, dear. I like guys…I just hate the perverted ones. You know…the ones that want you to fornicate with them?"
" Oh. I see."
This made Kari chortle uncontrollably. Catherine glared, slapping her on the back to stop laughing. Somewhat, the group of girls had been standing around in the hall for already five minutes. The teachers hadn't come in yet, they were discussing some matter outside of the hall.
" Know any guys here?"
" Yeah, most of them," Catherine shrugged. " Some from my old elementary school. How about you?"
" I know -"
" She knows us," a blond haired boy, sided with a brunette headed boy had walked over to the pair of girls. TK put a friendly hand on Kari's shoulder.
" Well…err…" Kari wasn't quite used to this side of TK suddenly putting his hand on her shoulder. He hadn't done it in a while, since he was usually neglecting everyone. She also was curious why Daisuke was there. She swept the curiousness away and decided it was best to introduce her new friend to both of the guys. " This is -."
" Catherine!"
TK stared open-mouthed at the other blond in the group. Kari glanced at him, realizing that he hadn't paid attention to Catherine earlier.
" TK!" Catherine bawled animatedly as she jumped into his arms, giving him an embrace. He grinned, holding her.
" It's been a long time…"
They let go of their intimate embrace.
" You know each other?" Kari stared.
Before they got the chance to reply, the teachers marched in followed by three girls with nasty shades of hair colour…
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Takeru noticed everyone's attention diverted to three girls walking in. He was holding in his laughter when he saw the shades of their hair. " What's up with them?"
Kari and Catherine smirked.
" Okay, year tens! Choose a partner!" the teacher bellowed.
He shook his head. It seemed like Kari was starting to cause trouble, but then again with Catherine as an influence it was understandable. He realized that one of the girls with green and pink dyed hair was shooting daggers at Catherine. He knew that she had caught the girl's greasies and suddenly pulled TK closer to her.
" You're my partner. I don't know anyone else here," Catherine muttered to TK, " Plus, it's funny watching Stephanie get all jealous and red. It's a great contrast to her hair."
" You're an art student?" TK raised an eyebrow, he needed to catch up with the girl. It had been such a long time since he was in Catherine's company, and he did miss it.
" No. I hate art."
He chuckled. He cast a gaze at Kari and Daisuke, checking up on them. From what he could see, she was questioning Daisuke about how he arrived and why he was at Japan.
Catherine seized TK's glance at Kari. " Is that so?"
" What so?"
" You like her, don't you?" her blue eyes widened when she connected something in her mind. " Oh…Kari's your ex?"
" Shut up. Don't talk so loud!" he hushed her. " And we're not going out anymore, so there's nothing happening."
" Whatever," Catherine spoke giving a knowing glance that TK didn't miss about her.
The chattering stopped when the teacher began to instruct the students in the hall.
" Okay, boys and girls! –"
" Let's all read a story."
TK rolled his eyes, already knowing whom the arrogant jerk was. It was Benjamin, the guy he had seen picking on Cody when he first arrived at S. Kevin's. After sharing some classes with him, he realized what a cocky attention seeker prick he really was.
The teacher shot him a warning glance and he waved his palms in the air, though his facial expression showed that he didn't care at all.
" As I was saying," the teacher said. " For the Tuesdays and Fridays, which is today, all of you will be gathered in this hall every week for the whole month. Then you shall perform it in front of your family and friends at the end of semester."
" So posh. So show off and bragging for my own taste," Catherine muttered so only Daisuke, Kari and TK could hear.
" This month we will be performing the Waltz. It's a great graceful dance in a three quarter timing," the teacher said. " Don't be worried, it shouldn't be hard to master. Now, take a partner…or we will pair you up with some one!"
Girls and boys circled around the hall, yet Takeru, Daisuke, Hikari and Catherine stood on their spots.
" Heads up, your best friend is coming," Kari snickered to Catherine as TK watched the girl called 'Stephanie' flouncing towards them.
When Stephanie arrived, she batted her lashed flirtatiously as she eyed both Daisuke and Takeru, enticed.
" So…" she drawled. " You must be the new guys, I haven't seen you around…"
" They're the 'new' guys, as you said," Catherine blurted out. The blonde haired girl couldn't help but intervene. " So of course you haven't seen them!"
Stephanie tilted her head, avoiding Catherine. Catherine looked as if she were ready to draw her fangs out and to bite the girl's head off. TK smirked. He knew that anyone that had a fight, grudge or were against Catherine was scary.
" Well…I'm Stephanie, and your names are -"
" The brown headed goof is Daisuke Motomiya and the blond headed goof is Takeru Takaishi," Kari said stiffly.
" I wasn't asking you."
" And you think I care?" Kari spat. " Get straight to the point, Stephanie, what do you want?"
TK gawked. Kari wasn't usually bitchy unless it was some one she really hated or it was when he was being an ass to her.
" Well…I was just wondering if any of you guys wanted to be -"
" Past tense – wanted. No shoo! Go frolic with your other rainbow coloured haired bimbos."
" Shut up, bitch," Stephanie glared then gave a sweet smile to Daisuke and Takeru. " I was wonderin' if any of guys want to be my partner since I know you'd hate to be in company with these cows."
Daisuke gave a worried glance as he stared at both Catherine and Kari fume. Stephanie was either brave to say that in front of their faces or a complete moron. He was leaning towards the latter of the possibilities. Before Daisuke or Takeru could respond, Catherine immediately pulled TK to her side.
" He's my partner, bitch."
" Daisuke?"
" Uh…" Kari was staring at him with a look 'if you don't pick me I'll strangle you to death.' " Err…I'm Kari's partner."
" Alright," she was about to walk off, but turned. " If you don't work out well with them, you know who to turn to."
When she was earshot away, Catherine copied her. " If you don't work out well with them, you know who to turn to…Stephanie the colourful bitch."
They laughed.
Soon everyone was partnered up. Takeru snickered when he saw that Benjamin was paired with Stephanie. Daisuke and Hikari unfortunately got allocated a spot on the other side of the hall. The teacher called out alphabetically, reaching almost the end of the list.
" Catherine Shishido?"
"Here!"
" Hikari Takaishi?"
" Present."
" Takeru Takaishi?"
" Yo!"
Mutters filled the crowd.
TK heard Daisuke holler his name. TK turned to see Daisuke giving him a curious glance, mimicking ' Your not related to her!' Kari was thankful that she had redirected Daisuke's attention to her as she explained.
" You can't be brothers and sisters," Catherine said. " Because then I would have met Kari earlier."
" She's my cousin," TK said slyly.
" No wonder you guys already know each other," Catherine laughed then stopped. " But you just said she was your ex? And…if she's your cousin…she'd be my cousin."
" I see I've spotted the dumb blonde side to Catherine."
Catherine stepped on his foot as they tried to follow the instructor's dance steps.
TK explained, " She's just using my surname so we could get a discount. Any second family member that go to either St. Kev's or St. Marge's gets a discount."
" Cheap ass."
" I guess, you're right. But you should call Yamato and Tai that, not me."
" Tai?"
" Kari's brother."
" Oh, I see," Catherine laughed, everything was making proper sense now. " How's Yamato been?"
" Same old," TK shrugged. " To concerned in his own world and thinking about the future all the time."
" He's like that. Once you understand…you realize that he cares for you…"
" I know…but I want him to have some fun at times as well, instead of usually being responsible, for my sake…and always treating me like a little kid."
" He is your younger brother."
" I know," TK shrugged.
" Don't forget he's my cousin too…" Catherine muttered. " Let's just dance and nail everyone at this. I hope your dancing skills hasn't weakened over the years."
" Trust me," TK winked. " They haven't."
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Y'll, uh huh
This is Voltio,
and Jagged edge, uh huh
Que paso ma', ya tu sabes
For all the ladies on the world,
they amazing... ha ha, que paso ma'
Y'll know who dis is
so so so so deph
See I Been Around
But I Aint Had Nothin' Better than
She leave me sick fore she serve me with the medicine
She From The Bricks Where Them Thugs Be Pedalling
Sumin So Sweet
Really Come From These Streets
The Reason Why I Like Her Coz She Ride My Beat
Not Too Much Conversation Keep It Short And Sweet
She Sumin Like A Model
Shaped Like A Coke Bottle
Gotta Be Full Throttle If She Riding With Me
Their bodies drew closer as they jigged to the catchy beat. The Red Room was a 'hot' club, indeed. She looked up at him, brown eyes sparkling from the disco lights. He was thankful, now, that Yamato was going to play with his band soon. Taichi had thought that the Red Room was only a club where band players performed. Apparently, he was wrong. Since they had arrived, urban music was rocking the joint. The music was most likely a filler to consume time before the bands played, keeping the audience busy.
Not that Tai was complaining…
His arm stroked Mimi's back. Darn his hormones. For Mimi's sake, he should control them and not let them get out of hand. He still felt really bad for what he did at Jyou's party a couple of nights ago.
Their bodies became slower, but the rhythm of the music continued to jam on…
In My Cadillac It Don't Matta Where We At
She Don't Give A Damn
She's So Amazing
She Do Me Right And We Keep On Blazin
Sex So Good I feel Like A Patient
On My ?
On The Deck In The Back
She Don't Give A Damn
She's So Amazing
She Do Me Right And We Keep On Blazin
And It's So Hard To Believe She's So Amazing
That night, Mimi's hair was tied up in a loose bun. Her neck was gaping open. Her hands ran through his chocolate like brown locks of hair as he trailed kisses down her neck. He heard her soft moans over the loud music and smirked. Right now, the only person that mattered to him…was she
Off guard, she escaped his clutches and gave him a wet kiss on his cheek. " I'll get us some drinks."
" Do you want me to come -" he paused.
Taichi Kamiya watched his girl friend leave his side and disappear in the mass of dancing people, she hadn't heard his call over the loud music.
She's Mesmerized And Tantalising Like Rio
Keep Her On the Phone Checking In Like A P.O
Speaking At My Heart Just To Be Mwe Frio
She Tryna Warm It Up
Just To Keep Me Out The Cut
She Do Me Everyday But She Just My Freak
You Can Try To Get Her She Won't Even Speak
She Find A Way To Keep My Guard Down Like Eve
She So Amazing
She Right Off The Page Of A Woman's Book
She So Amazing With Every Look
Keep My Heart Racing Everytime
She Come & Open My Passenger Door
Okay, now Tai was bored. Mimi had left him in a throng of couples dirty dancing with each other, and he was purely standing out. He caught glances at some girls casting him looks. He rolled his eyes.
Sure, if he was single and went in a club…he'd be drunk and all over them and hopefully getting laid. He snickered to himself. But Mimi…she was worth it. As much as he despised using the word 'love'…there was no other word that described his feelings towards her. Yes, he was in love
An auburn headed boy, about his age, walked towards him.
" Hey man, fancy you being here!"
Taichi laughed at his old friend. " Hey Amachi."
" Why aren't you getting wild? Damn…there are so many fine women here!"
" You're just a player."
" I thought you were too," Amachi said. He then stared at him, gaping. He understood. " My, Taichi…I never thought you had it in you. That…that girl – Mimi? You dog! You got it bad for her, don't you? Haha!"
" Shut up, Ay-man," Taichi chuckled. He raised an eyebrow. " Hey, I do got it bad, don't I?"
" Fuck yeah!" his friend chuckled along with him. " I seriously never knew you'd fall into the trap of falling in love!"
" Me neither," Taichi scratched his back.
" Hey…where is she?"
" Getting us drinks."
Amachi's face turned grim. " You'd better go after her and keep an eye. There are bastards everywhere."
" You gotta point," Tai agreed. " See you around, Ay-man. Take care, bro!"
In My Cadillac It Don't Matta Where We At
She Don't Give A Damn
She's So Amazing
She Do Me Right And We Keep On Blazin
Sex So Good I feel Like A Patient
On My ?
On The Deck In The Back
She Don't Give A Damn
She's So Amazing
She Do Me Right And We Keep On Blazin
And It's So Hard To Believe She's So Amazing
Taichi parted from his friend as he walked through the steamy crowd. He spotted his girl's flashing pink watch from the distance. Mimi was always seen wearing it. He hurried towards her, frowning when he captured a glimpse of another guy next to her.
From Mimi's body expression, it was clear she was unimpressed. Her arms for folded together and her jaw was tight.
" Screw you! Stay the fuck away from me!" she spat.
" Oh darling, I don't take no for an answer," the man's husky voice grunted. She stepped back automatically. " I'll be quick."
" You're disgusting!" she yelped.
As he made a grab for her, Taichi caught onto his girl friend's waist and slammed her behind him.
" And who are you?" the man queried.
" Her boyfriend."
" Then you should be with her at all times," the man muttered angrily. " Ah…she wasn't worth it. She was too feisty for my liking. That girl's a bitch."
The man was about to walk away when he suddenly was sent sprawling on the floor. Taichi had kicked him.
Mimi laughed.
Taichi was taken back. The last time Tai had punched one of the guys that hung with Mimi, Mimi was extremely angered at him. But then again, this guy was a complete stranger. While the guy that Tai had punched back in America had been Mimi's friend – Drew.
" Thanks," she gave him a kiss. " My savior."
Tai beamed. " Anything for a osculate."
Mimi rolled her eyes. " Since I was interrupted, let's get some drinks."
" Together this time?"
" Together," he repeated.
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Sora sat on her stool. She had her chin in her hands as she gazed the throng of people rubbing against each other. She bit her lip. Perhaps she was too old for this now, she thought bitterly.
She glanced at her nails, fighting the urge to bite on them to occupy her time. She had to admit…she was quite excited on Yamato's performance. From what she had heard from Tai, Yamato and their band had been practicing all day for that night. She thought Yamato would of become all rusty for not playing in a year. Then again, Yamato had always been naturally talented with music.
" Hey Sora!"
She looked up from her nails, eyes adjusting from the flashing lights to make out Taichi and Mimi, hand-in-hand.
" Evening Mr. and Mrs. Kamiya," she jested.
" Hey to you too," Mimi giggled. She curiously eyed her. " What you doing here all alone?"
" Boring myself out."
" Obviously," Tai said. " You shouldn't be sitting here by yourself, someone almost made moves on Mimi."
" She's taken. I'm single. I'm fine with it, since I'll reject them anyway."
" You're so cold," Mimi laughed.
" Matt wouldn't want guys hitting on you…" Tai trailed.
" Ha," Sora scoffed sarcastically. She still had their argument from the other day, blazing in her mind.
" I'm serious."
" I don't care about him."
" Then why are you here?" Yamato's best friend queried. " Why are you hear watching him perform?"
Yes, she was caught out on that one. Ever since she had arrived, she had only been waiting for Yamato's performance. Even if she was sulky that she was seated all by herself seated her while Mimi and Taichi were off doing her own thing, she still wanted to be there. Was it for him?
Yeah, it probably was…even though she was content in not forgiving him. They had been both idiots for fighting over a petty argument. Their friendship was worth more…friendship? She didn't know where Matt and her stood with their constant flirting and bickers. She didn't understand their 'relationship.' Now she was laughing to herself.
" You okay?" Mimi gave a concerned glance over her friend.
" Fine."
" Well…you can hang about us, if you want," Mimi offered. " You really shouldn't be hanging out by yourself."
" It's okay. I don't want to be the third wheel," Sora said truthfully. " Plus, I can handle myself."
" Sora -"
" Mimi, Sora's right," Taichi laughed, shaking his head. " I still remember back at Odaiba High. When a guy made a grab for your assets, she nailed him and sent him to hospital for weeks. I think he even went through therapy because he couldn't believe he got beaten up by a girl."
" When girls are angry, they're scary," Mimi winked.
" I think I already know that," Tai shuddered. He blinked. " Why were we here again? There was another reason…"
" Oh!" Mimi slid in the seat next to Sora. " Bartender!"
" The name's Rosalyn," a girl muttered. " What would you like?"
" Just two waters, thanks."
Taichi gave a pleading glance.
" No, Mr. I'm not giving you alcohol. You're a stupid idiot when you're drunk."
While Tai and Mimi were having a personal light quarrel over 'why alcohol isn't good,' Sora stared at the bar tender skillfully pouring water into two glasses. As she assumed, the Rosalyn was the same Rosalyn from Jyou's party.
" Lyn?"
The bartender looked up to see a familiar auburn haired girl. She grinned in recognition. " Hey Sora! What are you doin' here?"
" Oh…watching one of my friends perform," Sora said. She was glad she had someone to talk to now.
" Hold up," Rosalyn uttered. " Yo! Married couple, I've got your glasses of water now! Get a room."
Mimi and Tai laughed, paid for the drinks, fetching their water and walking off.
Rosalyn stared after them. " They were the couple that had a fight at Jyou's party, right?"
" You got that right," Sora laughed.
" You want a drink? I'll shout." Lyn questioned. But she was already at it. In fast speed she had already poured Sora a glass of orange juice. " I'm trying to make this place non-alcoholic."
" Thanks," Sora said. She sipped it, quenching her thirst. " Never thought you were a bartender."
" I've got lots of jobs," Rosalyn said. " I'm a part time nurse, that's why I'm making sure that people purchase non-alcoholic drinks."
" You're a strange bartender."
" I know," she chortled. " I'm still wondering why I aren't getting fired. I wanted to work this shift tonight, cause I wanted free entry to watch the band – The Teenage Wolves. It's been a while since they reunited."
Sora spoke, " Yeah, Yamato's in that band."
Rosalyn sent her a knowing glance, nodding.
" Excuse me, can I have a beer, Ms."
" Hold up, sorry Sora," Rosalyn said, flicking her black fringe hair away from her eyes. " Sir, it would be a better choice if you drank…"
Sora laughed. A healthy bartender. That had to be a first. Then the music stopped. She could see five people filing onto the stage, taking their places. People hushed as they gazed. Some girls were hysterically jumping up and down.
" After not performing in a long time…The Teenage Wolves are BACK! Performing a song from Yellowcard called Only One," the announcer proclaimed.
All the lights that had been flashing around the club now focused onto the stage.
His voice scratched onto the microphone.
" Hey guys! How are you? I hope you're all fine. As much as the band and I hate it, we're going to be playing someone else's song…since we didn't figure that we were going to perform for you until last night."
People cheered and walloped.
" I think you want us to begin," Yamato chuckled into the microphone. He then boomed, "Let's start this shit!"
The people screamed and cheered louder. Then it began…
A boy with blue hair started the song. His fingers wandered up and down the keyboard in tremendous speed. In unison, the drums and Yamato's voice joined with the keyboard, in perfect timing.
xxxxx
Broken, this fragile thing now
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces
And I've thrown my words all around
But I can't, I can't give you a reason
I feel so broken up (so broken up)
And I give up (I give up)
I just want to tell you, so you know…
Here I GO,
scream my LUNGS
out and try to get to YOU
You are my ONLY one
I'd let GO,
but there's just NO ONE
that gets me like YOU do
You are my ONLY,
My ONLY one
His voice was different from before. He was practically screaming into the microphone. But she knew…that he was singing from his heart. But she had never seen him sing this strongly before. And if she was mistaken, she had a feeling she had caught him glancing at her a couple of times…
As she continued to watch him sing, she wanted to forget the silent treatment she had been giving him. She wanted to forget being a bitch…and congratulate her friend.
She felt someone lean on the table behind her.
" Damnit!" the voice muttered, criticizing. " Bri, you missed a chord!"
Sora yanked her head around, facing Lyn. " Your brother's part of the band?"
" Yeah, he took my place-" she paused. Rosalyn wasn't sure if she revealed enough. She shouldn't have made the comment.
Sora cast her a suspicious glance; She then began straining her eyes to watch Yamato to continue to sing.
Made my mistakes, let you down
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long
Ran my whole life in the ground
And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone
And something's breaking up (breaking up)
I feel like giving up (like giving up)
I won't walk out until you know
She gaped. Sora had just realized the person that was beating the drums like no tomorrow was a chick. She sneered. Girls always manage to spice things up. That girl that was playing was no exception.
Here I GO,
scream my LUNGS
out and try to get to YOU
You are my ONLY one
I'd let GO,
but there's just NO ONE
that gets me like YOU do
You are my ONLY,
My ONLY one
The interlude played – the band's turn to shine. She could make Bri's figure head banging his head as he skillfully played his guitar. The drummer was having the time of her life, drumming the beats like no tomorrow. And the rest of the band…they appeared to be enjoying their performance. It was a long time since they had been last together playing for a live audience. It seemed they still loved the adrenaline rush.
" They're good."
" Yes, they are," Rosalyn smiled, eyes glimmering in admiration. She was brought back to reality. " Oh Sora, I'll leave you for a bit. Need to bring some drinks to the backstage. The band will be tired after performing."
" Sure," Sora said, still watching the band. She then tried her best to peer as Yamato went back to the microphone.
Here I go, so dishonestly
Leave a note, for you my only one
And I know you can see right through me
So let me go and you will find someone
Here I GO,
scream my LUNGS
out and try to get to YOU
You are my ONLY one
I'd let GO,
but there's just NO ONE
that gets me like YOU do
You are my ONLY,
My ONLY one
My ONLY one
My ONLY one
You are my only, my only one
The band bowed for the screaming crowd. Soon later, they departed from the stage. Sora frowned. Maybe she did owe Matt an apology. She shouldn't have acted like such a bitch. Yamato had been going through quite a lot. She wasn't the only one going through angst. Plus, she hated holding grudges for too long. She plucked up her courage, slipping down from her chair and strolling through the flock of sweaty people to the backstage door.
Sora's gawked at the scene before her. She angrily stalked away.
No. Matt wasn't worth apologizing too…
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She slapped him.
" What the fuck, Yamato?" she said. Yamato stared at her, his blue eyes cool. When she called him 'Yamato' instead of 'Matthew,' he straightaway knew that he had pissed her off. Badly.
" I was just playin'," he mocked. " Old habit, ya know? Come on, Lyn."
" Just playin?" she scowled, giving him a dirty look. " What the fuck is up with you? Whoopdy doo! Our lips couldn't of accidentally clashed together? That's a kiss, Yamato. And you fuckin' know it!"
" I know…I wasn't thinking."
" Exactly," Lyn screeched. " You weren't thinking! And I thought you had a brain in that head of yours!"
" What's happening?" Bri walked into the room, swigging down cool water. " That performance rocked!"
" Bri, can you and the rest of the band leave for a minute, I need to talk to the lead privately."
Bri stared at Yamato coldly. " What did you do?"
Rosalyn pleaded her brother, " Bri, please –"
" What did you do to my sister?" he barked furiously. " I know you did something, Matt! You've hurt her enough!"
" Bri…"
" Fine, I'm goin'," Bri paused. " I'll sock him…just your word, Lyn."
" Please…"
With one final glance at his sister and Yamato he walked out, pushing the other band members away from the room. He faked an excuse," Someone's making out in here, don't come in…it's grotty."
Yamato chuckled. But Rosalyn didn't.
" How can you be so calm about it?"
" It was only a kiss," Yamato shrugged.
" If you think about it," Rosalyn barred her teeth, hitting Yamato lightly on the head. " I'm your ex! You don't do stupid things like that! Have some common sense, Yamato!"
" What happened to Matthew?"
" It's Yamato for now!" She spat. " What…the…"
" Calm down."
" HOW can I calm down? You fuckin' explain to me what the hell is going on!" she shouted. She sat on one of the seat, cradling her head in her hands.
" Lyn? You okay," he said. He apologized, " I'm sorry….it's just….Sora."
" That's the thing!" she said. " Stop messing me up with her! Stop putting me in between this! You left me for her…what more do you want from me?"
Yamato stared at her. Usually, Rosalyn was a strong girl. But at the moment he saw a flicker of saddened grief with her emerald eyes blurring up in tears.
" You still…you still have feeling for me, don't you?"
She whispered, " It's been about two years now, since we broke up. I guess I still carry a little flame for you. But it doesn't mean you have to play with me…"
" I wasn't playing."
" Before you just said you were!" her voice rose up again, but she steadied her quivering tone. " The whole time…when you were performing…you were staring at her..but it felt you were staring at me too. Make up your goddamn mind, Yamato! I already know you love her more than me! But why…why are you taking me as a fool?"
" You're not a fool."
" Then why?" she said quietly. " Give me a straight answer."
" I don't know," he replied. " She doesn't like me, Lyn. I've tried to ask her out for such a long time…ever since our break up…but it's hard. She had to go through her mother's death…I had to wait for her."
" You've made her wait," she said. " How long do you think she'll wait for you, Yamato? How long? She might move on to another man…and then what will you do. I'm not a leftover."
" But I've tried…it's so hard Rosal…"
" Then try harder," she responded back. " Stop being a chicken. She does like you. Be confident! For once do something for YOU! Not for TK, not for money, not for the Kamiyas, not for your band…just…just for you."
" But what about you…don't you still like me?"
" Yamato, I love you," she said honestly. " But I love you as my old ex-boyfriend and best friend. I…I've found someone else."
" I'm happy for you."
She smile through her teary vision, " I am too."
" Friends?"
" Friends," she shook his hand then quickly wiped the tears from her eyes before they could fall down. " I need to go back on shift now."
" Yeah," Yamato scratched his head. " Thanks, Lyn…thanks for talking some sense into me."
" And it's about time I did," she winked. " You're welcome, Matthew."
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Guess the long LENGTHY chapters are here at last, just like back in LimitZ. Lol…everything's still building up…I have a feeling a may surpass 20 chapters. (cries) So much work to do and new characters to introduce/build on.
I did a BOO BOO in last chap - Hikari kamiya was supposed to be Takaishi because I 'did' mention that Kari would be seen as TK's cousin. As well as the chaps beforehand, I haven't really fixed/edited this chapter since I don't have much time on my hands. So apologies for this whole story not being 'edited' properly. It may take a while before I post the next chapter considering I start school next week and I have to finish my summer vacation homework. Also, note that I am doing my last year of high school…so updates will be 'less' frequently…I've updated faster these few months simply because it's been my holidays.
Anyway, thanks for READING this (long ass) chapter! My fingers are sore from typing (haha. 30 pgs on word, though…I do press enter a lot). I hope you liked the better insight between what happened with Rosalyn and Yamato. I'd better get going and finish the Epilogue to DYSTOM
Take care
Flipstahhz
p.s . To you Sorato fans. I'm writing a new story after DYSTOM and I need all of YOU to decide which fate for Yamato you'd prefer. Please go to www . flipstahhz . cjb . net to VOTE!
NEXT CHAPTER: Acey? Andrew? More fights between Sora and Matt. And TK and Kari are back for dance practice.
Songs Used:
So Amazing by Jagged Edge Ft. Voltio
Only One by Yellowcard (sung by the Teenage Wolves)