For all of you who may not remember, Yama and takeru's Grandparents live in France. In Season 2, when Taichi and Takeru went to France, they met Takeru's Grandpa. *grin* So, I used it to my full advantage...
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This chapter is for 733K5! (told u I'd get u in here soon enough!)
"Moshi-moshi." An older feminine voice answered.
"Sora chan wa imaska?" Yamato asked sheepishly.
"Chotto matte kudasai." She replied. "You have some explaining, young man! Oh, and Yamato, be aware she's really mad."
"I know. Please, I really need to talk to her." Yamato sighed as he heard a door open and Ms. Takenouchi whispering something to Sora.
"Moshi?" Sora's strained voice questioned.
"Sora, don't hang up!" Yamato cried before Sora could say anything else.
"What do you want, Ishida?" Yamato felt his stomach knot up at her arid response.
"Gomen nasai." Yamato whispered. He was suddenly filled with thoughts as he heard her sniffle. She had to be crying and he was the reason she was. " Nakanai-de, Sora-chan!! Boku-no sei!" Yamato stated into the phone.
"Yama, forget it. We just need to be grateful it didn't get too far." Sora sniffled again, her voice was strained.
"Sora, we need to talk." He paused quickly to gather his thoughts. The second he paused he could hear Sora's mother yelling something and then a door shutting. Sora was probably alone now. Normally he would be there to keep her company. She was alone. And it was his fault. "I'm sorry." Yamato whispered.
"We should be grateful for all the wonderful memories we made when we were friends." Sora stressed the word 'were' as if she was forcing herself to say it. Yamato never thought it would hurt that much to hear her talk of their friendship in a past tense. It seemed like she had just ripped out his heart, threw it in a blender and watched it spin around to a beautiful oblivion (A/n ¯rendez-vous then I'm through with you¯ I love that song so! I know it's old, but it's great! On with the story!).
"Sora, I had to leave."
"I know. You were too embarrassed to face me. You just made it worse by fleeing to another country! Geez! Maybe Takeru was right it was a good thing that she left when you were younger. God, Yamato! Even that Storm guy was right! He-" Sora was cut off by Yamato's strong and apprehensive voice.
"Storm!? Wears a cloak!?" Yamato's eyes were wide as he stared at Tacelli. She stared at him with curiosity. She didn't know what was going on. She could easily peek into Yamato's head and hear the conversation, but she thought it best to leave them in privacy. Whatever had transpired the night they left was very emotional for her brother.
"Stay with Taichi, Sora! Don't even leave his side for an instant! I don't want you alone! Do you hear me!? Storm is a twisted mother fucker!" Yamato cried before he hung up the phone. He stared at Tacelli, his eyes so wild, she was scared.
"Yama!?"
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"Sora," a taunting voice called out from her living room. "Why don't you come play with me? I swear, you'll be safe and nothing the blonde can say will ever hurt you." Sora silently crept into the hallway, trying her best to avoid the cloaked man standing in her front room. She slipped silently towards the front door. She didn't know what made her listen to Yamato. Maybe the fact that she thought too much of him to lose him. Maybe it was the tone in his voice after she mentioned Storm's name. The fact that he had ordered her to stay with Taichi and he normally would say to stay with Mimi and Taichi. Even if they were the three musketeers, Yamato never liked Sora being alone with Taichi and Sora was very aware of that.
CRASH!
Sora jumped as she heard the crash of a vase her mother loved so much.
"I see you, Ai no tenshi." Sora grasped the handle and twisted it open. She ran out the door and headed for the fire escape. She had to run. If Yamato was seriously worried by the mention of Storm's name, then it must be really serious.
Sora swung the heavy door open and started down the stairs. She ran like there was no tomorrow. She could hear the slow footsteps echoing from above her. She looked up to see where Storm was. But ran into a strong chest with a pair of arms to wrap around her.
"IIE!!!" Sora started to pound her fists against the person holding onto her. The person didn't flinch at her blows. Instead the person merely ran a hand along her side. "Let me go!!!" Sora cried again.
"Ok." Sora froze as she heard the musical voice's small agreement. She looked up into the warm blue eyes.
"Yama?!" Sora pulled away from Yamato quickly and stared at him. "How-" Yamato cut her off with a smile.
"You'll see." Yamato put a hand on her shoulder and stared into her eyes. "Can you forgive me? I don't know what I would do if I didn't have your friendship." Sora nodded as she hugged Yamato.
"I missed you! Why'd you have to leave?!" Sora asked as she looked up at Yamato again. He moved his hands around her waist and breathed in her scent.
"You'll see. It's hard to explain." Yamato's grip tightened as he closed his eyes. He could hear Storm's footsteps nearing. "Just hold on."
Sora and Yamato were engulfed in a bright blue light. They could feel themselves being lifted from the ground and a cold breeze rushing against them. Sora felt like she was being pulled away from Yamato as the wind turned into a vacuum. Sora screamed and tightened her arms around Yamato's neck.
"Yama, Sora!" Sora looked up at Yamato as the suction stopped. They stared at each other.
"Matteu, what did I tell you about using your-" Yamato's grandfather stopped as he realized his grandson was staring deeply into his red head friend's eyes. "Matteu!" The blonde didn't move from his position, he only moved a hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
"I'll take it that they're talking again?" Pa-po asked Tacelli. She shrugged and stared at her brother in confusion.
"Yamato!" Yamato glanced at Tacelli and then returned his gaze to Sora.
"I think we're safe." Yamato whispered.
"Where are we?" Sora asked, keeping her arms around his neck.
"Paris," Yamato grinned. Sora stared at him in disbelief.
"How?" She asked.
"I should explain, huh?" Sora nodded. Yamato pulled away from her and went to sit on the couch.
"Matteu, is this safe for you to do?" Yamato looked at Pa-po and nodded.
"I got her involved and I'm going to protect her as far as I can. I'm just making sure that she is not ignorant of the situation."
"Yamato, I'm sitting right here." Sora stated to pull her friends attention back to her.
"Gomen." Yamato paused and looked at Tacelli before he returned his gaze to Sora. "It started when I was little. Tacelli and I had these dreams where we would be going from different places." Yamato paused for a second. "You could say other worlds, these places were so different." Yamato stared straight into Sora's eyes and smiled as a faint tinge of red spread across her face.
"Go on." Sora whispered.
"There was this man that would follow us. Always in a cloak. Always TSing us." Yamato paused and sighed. "Thought speech." Yamato said with a grin.
"Matteu, you promised your Grams and me that you and Tacelli would stop the magic!" Yamato stared at Pa-po and shook his head.
"We can when the people that means the world to us are in danger." Sora stared at Yamato as he returned his gaze to her. "Especially when the people we care for are in danger." Sora kept a straight face as Yamato finished his words. His eyes had a twinkle in them that she had never seen before. Inside her mind was screaming that the twinkle was for her, but she knew that couldn't be. Yamato and her were friends end of story.
"Well, we had these dreams and we discovered really quickly that we had these powers. We haven't used them recently, since we haven't been around each other. We have to be near mentally in order to activate our powers." Tacelli stated when Yamato took too long to reply. "I can turn things into ice. That's my main power. I'm not as good as Yama, but I can 'jump light' as Yama and I call it. Travel from place to place by picturing a place or person."
"Yama, did you use your magic to save me from the bus?" Yamato shook his head.
"Actually my power was always communicating with spirits." Yamato glanced at Tacelli and then returned his gaze to Sora. "But I always did have this weird luck of avoiding injury." Yamato smiled as Sora brushed a strand of hair from her eyes.
"So you're a witch?" Sora asked in a hushed voice. Yamato smirked.
"No, I'm just lucky, I guess." Sora smiled as Yamato sighed.
"So why is Storm after you still?" Yamato shrugged.
"I think he's after our power." Yamato chuckled. "He's like Mike Myers in the fact that he won't die until a certain blood line is dead." Sora looked up at Tacelli and then Yamato.
"What about Takeru?" Tacelli stared at Yamato to see what his response would be.
"He doesn't know about Takeru." Yamato's hand rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "At least I don't think so."
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"Takeru, why won't you kiss me!?" Takeru shoved the brunette girl from him. " I can't stand you when you're all…" Takeru's sentence trailed off as the brunette's lips found their way to his.
"HIKARI! TAKERU!" Takeru jumped up for joy as Taichi's voice ripped the girl from Takeru.
"Taichi, thank Kami you came! She won't leave me alone!" Hikari's hand slipped underneath Takeru's leg and pinched his leg. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Takeru screamed and shoved Hikari onto the ground.
"Hey, Takaishi, you better not lay a hand on my sister again!" Taichi bellowed as he grabbed Hikari and shoved her out the door.
"I'll do better! I'll leave you guys and that slut! Nobody cares about me anyways!" Taichi grabbed the young blonde's arm and stared into his cold blue eyes.
"Takeru, Yamato didn't mean to abandon you. He loves you still!"
"Tai, if he still loves me, why did he call and not talk to me!?" Taichi shook his head.
"Yamato didn't call here, I called him. You saw what a drop Sora's gone into since Yamato left. How could I let him get away with that?!" Taichi winced as Takeru's fist made contact with his abs.
"Sora this! Sora that! Tacelli this and that! The band this and the band that!" Takeru put his finger in his throat, pretending to gag. "Always everybody else! Never about me!" Takeru yanked his arm from Taichi's grasp. "If Yamato was a real brother, he would've stuck with the people that have stayed by his side through thick and thin!" Taichi's fist smashed into Takeru's un-expecting, barely toned, stomach. Takeru grimaced in pain, doubling over to try, in vain, to ease the pain.
"Don't ever speak about Yamato like that! You don't even fucking see everything he's done for your sorry ass!" Taichi shoved Takeru into the room and slammed the door behind him, locking it from inside. "Open those pretty-boy blue eyes and look at your surroundings! Damnit! Yamato left you here to make sure that you were safe! He didn't want you to be hurt! He said that if he brought you, he was most likely to wind up fucking dead! He knew that he wasn't capable of watching you and Tacelli! He needs to watch the people that he loves! He loves you no matter what! At the moment he's getting reacquainted with his twin! If you don't get this through that Ishida thickhead, I'm going to smash that blonde head of yours in so that it is in there!!!" Takeru stared up at Taichi, his eyes were slits.
"Whatever!" Takeru spat back as he brushed past the fuming brunette. He walked away, leaving Taichi to stare at his retreating figure and flinch at the sound of the front door slamming.
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Please R&R
Thanks to all who reviewed.
This chapter is for 733K5! (told u I'd get u in here soon enough!)
"Moshi-moshi." An older feminine voice answered.
"Sora chan wa imaska?" Yamato asked sheepishly.
"Chotto matte kudasai." She replied. "You have some explaining, young man! Oh, and Yamato, be aware she's really mad."
"I know. Please, I really need to talk to her." Yamato sighed as he heard a door open and Ms. Takenouchi whispering something to Sora.
"Moshi?" Sora's strained voice questioned.
"Sora, don't hang up!" Yamato cried before Sora could say anything else.
"What do you want, Ishida?" Yamato felt his stomach knot up at her arid response.
"Gomen nasai." Yamato whispered. He was suddenly filled with thoughts as he heard her sniffle. She had to be crying and he was the reason she was. " Nakanai-de, Sora-chan!! Boku-no sei!" Yamato stated into the phone.
"Yama, forget it. We just need to be grateful it didn't get too far." Sora sniffled again, her voice was strained.
"Sora, we need to talk." He paused quickly to gather his thoughts. The second he paused he could hear Sora's mother yelling something and then a door shutting. Sora was probably alone now. Normally he would be there to keep her company. She was alone. And it was his fault. "I'm sorry." Yamato whispered.
"We should be grateful for all the wonderful memories we made when we were friends." Sora stressed the word 'were' as if she was forcing herself to say it. Yamato never thought it would hurt that much to hear her talk of their friendship in a past tense. It seemed like she had just ripped out his heart, threw it in a blender and watched it spin around to a beautiful oblivion (A/n ¯rendez-vous then I'm through with you¯ I love that song so! I know it's old, but it's great! On with the story!).
"Sora, I had to leave."
"I know. You were too embarrassed to face me. You just made it worse by fleeing to another country! Geez! Maybe Takeru was right it was a good thing that she left when you were younger. God, Yamato! Even that Storm guy was right! He-" Sora was cut off by Yamato's strong and apprehensive voice.
"Storm!? Wears a cloak!?" Yamato's eyes were wide as he stared at Tacelli. She stared at him with curiosity. She didn't know what was going on. She could easily peek into Yamato's head and hear the conversation, but she thought it best to leave them in privacy. Whatever had transpired the night they left was very emotional for her brother.
"Stay with Taichi, Sora! Don't even leave his side for an instant! I don't want you alone! Do you hear me!? Storm is a twisted mother fucker!" Yamato cried before he hung up the phone. He stared at Tacelli, his eyes so wild, she was scared.
"Yama!?"
-o-…^.^V…^o^
"Sora," a taunting voice called out from her living room. "Why don't you come play with me? I swear, you'll be safe and nothing the blonde can say will ever hurt you." Sora silently crept into the hallway, trying her best to avoid the cloaked man standing in her front room. She slipped silently towards the front door. She didn't know what made her listen to Yamato. Maybe the fact that she thought too much of him to lose him. Maybe it was the tone in his voice after she mentioned Storm's name. The fact that he had ordered her to stay with Taichi and he normally would say to stay with Mimi and Taichi. Even if they were the three musketeers, Yamato never liked Sora being alone with Taichi and Sora was very aware of that.
CRASH!
Sora jumped as she heard the crash of a vase her mother loved so much.
"I see you, Ai no tenshi." Sora grasped the handle and twisted it open. She ran out the door and headed for the fire escape. She had to run. If Yamato was seriously worried by the mention of Storm's name, then it must be really serious.
Sora swung the heavy door open and started down the stairs. She ran like there was no tomorrow. She could hear the slow footsteps echoing from above her. She looked up to see where Storm was. But ran into a strong chest with a pair of arms to wrap around her.
"IIE!!!" Sora started to pound her fists against the person holding onto her. The person didn't flinch at her blows. Instead the person merely ran a hand along her side. "Let me go!!!" Sora cried again.
"Ok." Sora froze as she heard the musical voice's small agreement. She looked up into the warm blue eyes.
"Yama?!" Sora pulled away from Yamato quickly and stared at him. "How-" Yamato cut her off with a smile.
"You'll see." Yamato put a hand on her shoulder and stared into her eyes. "Can you forgive me? I don't know what I would do if I didn't have your friendship." Sora nodded as she hugged Yamato.
"I missed you! Why'd you have to leave?!" Sora asked as she looked up at Yamato again. He moved his hands around her waist and breathed in her scent.
"You'll see. It's hard to explain." Yamato's grip tightened as he closed his eyes. He could hear Storm's footsteps nearing. "Just hold on."
Sora and Yamato were engulfed in a bright blue light. They could feel themselves being lifted from the ground and a cold breeze rushing against them. Sora felt like she was being pulled away from Yamato as the wind turned into a vacuum. Sora screamed and tightened her arms around Yamato's neck.
"Yama, Sora!" Sora looked up at Yamato as the suction stopped. They stared at each other.
"Matteu, what did I tell you about using your-" Yamato's grandfather stopped as he realized his grandson was staring deeply into his red head friend's eyes. "Matteu!" The blonde didn't move from his position, he only moved a hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
"I'll take it that they're talking again?" Pa-po asked Tacelli. She shrugged and stared at her brother in confusion.
"Yamato!" Yamato glanced at Tacelli and then returned his gaze to Sora.
"I think we're safe." Yamato whispered.
"Where are we?" Sora asked, keeping her arms around his neck.
"Paris," Yamato grinned. Sora stared at him in disbelief.
"How?" She asked.
"I should explain, huh?" Sora nodded. Yamato pulled away from her and went to sit on the couch.
"Matteu, is this safe for you to do?" Yamato looked at Pa-po and nodded.
"I got her involved and I'm going to protect her as far as I can. I'm just making sure that she is not ignorant of the situation."
"Yamato, I'm sitting right here." Sora stated to pull her friends attention back to her.
"Gomen." Yamato paused and looked at Tacelli before he returned his gaze to Sora. "It started when I was little. Tacelli and I had these dreams where we would be going from different places." Yamato paused for a second. "You could say other worlds, these places were so different." Yamato stared straight into Sora's eyes and smiled as a faint tinge of red spread across her face.
"Go on." Sora whispered.
"There was this man that would follow us. Always in a cloak. Always TSing us." Yamato paused and sighed. "Thought speech." Yamato said with a grin.
"Matteu, you promised your Grams and me that you and Tacelli would stop the magic!" Yamato stared at Pa-po and shook his head.
"We can when the people that means the world to us are in danger." Sora stared at Yamato as he returned his gaze to her. "Especially when the people we care for are in danger." Sora kept a straight face as Yamato finished his words. His eyes had a twinkle in them that she had never seen before. Inside her mind was screaming that the twinkle was for her, but she knew that couldn't be. Yamato and her were friends end of story.
"Well, we had these dreams and we discovered really quickly that we had these powers. We haven't used them recently, since we haven't been around each other. We have to be near mentally in order to activate our powers." Tacelli stated when Yamato took too long to reply. "I can turn things into ice. That's my main power. I'm not as good as Yama, but I can 'jump light' as Yama and I call it. Travel from place to place by picturing a place or person."
"Yama, did you use your magic to save me from the bus?" Yamato shook his head.
"Actually my power was always communicating with spirits." Yamato glanced at Tacelli and then returned his gaze to Sora. "But I always did have this weird luck of avoiding injury." Yamato smiled as Sora brushed a strand of hair from her eyes.
"So you're a witch?" Sora asked in a hushed voice. Yamato smirked.
"No, I'm just lucky, I guess." Sora smiled as Yamato sighed.
"So why is Storm after you still?" Yamato shrugged.
"I think he's after our power." Yamato chuckled. "He's like Mike Myers in the fact that he won't die until a certain blood line is dead." Sora looked up at Tacelli and then Yamato.
"What about Takeru?" Tacelli stared at Yamato to see what his response would be.
"He doesn't know about Takeru." Yamato's hand rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "At least I don't think so."
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"Takeru, why won't you kiss me!?" Takeru shoved the brunette girl from him. " I can't stand you when you're all…" Takeru's sentence trailed off as the brunette's lips found their way to his.
"HIKARI! TAKERU!" Takeru jumped up for joy as Taichi's voice ripped the girl from Takeru.
"Taichi, thank Kami you came! She won't leave me alone!" Hikari's hand slipped underneath Takeru's leg and pinched his leg. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Takeru screamed and shoved Hikari onto the ground.
"Hey, Takaishi, you better not lay a hand on my sister again!" Taichi bellowed as he grabbed Hikari and shoved her out the door.
"I'll do better! I'll leave you guys and that slut! Nobody cares about me anyways!" Taichi grabbed the young blonde's arm and stared into his cold blue eyes.
"Takeru, Yamato didn't mean to abandon you. He loves you still!"
"Tai, if he still loves me, why did he call and not talk to me!?" Taichi shook his head.
"Yamato didn't call here, I called him. You saw what a drop Sora's gone into since Yamato left. How could I let him get away with that?!" Taichi winced as Takeru's fist made contact with his abs.
"Sora this! Sora that! Tacelli this and that! The band this and the band that!" Takeru put his finger in his throat, pretending to gag. "Always everybody else! Never about me!" Takeru yanked his arm from Taichi's grasp. "If Yamato was a real brother, he would've stuck with the people that have stayed by his side through thick and thin!" Taichi's fist smashed into Takeru's un-expecting, barely toned, stomach. Takeru grimaced in pain, doubling over to try, in vain, to ease the pain.
"Don't ever speak about Yamato like that! You don't even fucking see everything he's done for your sorry ass!" Taichi shoved Takeru into the room and slammed the door behind him, locking it from inside. "Open those pretty-boy blue eyes and look at your surroundings! Damnit! Yamato left you here to make sure that you were safe! He didn't want you to be hurt! He said that if he brought you, he was most likely to wind up fucking dead! He knew that he wasn't capable of watching you and Tacelli! He needs to watch the people that he loves! He loves you no matter what! At the moment he's getting reacquainted with his twin! If you don't get this through that Ishida thickhead, I'm going to smash that blonde head of yours in so that it is in there!!!" Takeru stared up at Taichi, his eyes were slits.
"Whatever!" Takeru spat back as he brushed past the fuming brunette. He walked away, leaving Taichi to stare at his retreating figure and flinch at the sound of the front door slamming.
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