Song of the Birds
Chapter 1, Fire Eyes
Author's Notes: Ah....heh...heh *scratches back of head nervously*. I have a lot of explaining to do. First things first, this is not my first fanfic (how many times did I say first in this sentence?). I usually write Romance for Ranma 1/2, but I was just reading all these Digimon fanfics and I just had to write one and get it off my chest. Now, I will most likely suck at writing Digimon fanfiction, but I'm going to try anyway. To all of my Ranma 1/2 fans who accidentally stumbles upon this, I promise I will finish my other stories, I just need to get this one out and off of my chest. The characters are probably OOC anyway. Okay now that that's done, e-mail me at silverflame_maiden@hotmail.com.
Disclaimers: I don't own Digimon or it's chracters, someone else does. Don't rub it in.
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The young man dragged the large brown suitcase out of the elevator, grunting occasionally from the effort. Dragging the suitcase, the 23-year old's eyes traveled down the hallway of the Apartment building before landing on a certain door with 562 on it. Grining triumphantly as though he just discovered uranium, Taichi Kamiya dragged the suitcase the rest of the way to the door. Loud music could be heard from the Apartment building and Taichi watched in amazement as the door vibrated with the sound. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door lightly. When no one answered, the slightly frustrated guy knocked louder. On the third time Tai gave a growl before banging on the door. After spening 3 hours in a foreign country's airport then being on a 24-hour flight in the aisle seat with a little boy running up and down screaming, "My name's Mikey." to every person on the plane, Tai's nerves were at an end. In other words, he was about to knock that door down.
Suddenly, the door was open and instead of yelling at his new roommate, all Tai could do was stare in shock. A 23-year old girl stood there in nothing but a simple towel wrapped around her all too curveous body. Water clung to the girl's short reddish-brown hair, dripping down onto the blue carpet unnoticed by her. This wasn't what shocked Taichi, however, nor was it the fact that the girl was one of the most beautiful women Tai had ever had the fortune of meeting in his life. No, the fact that shocked the old digidestined into speechlessness was her eyes. They were the most amazing, crimson, large, red eyes Tai had ever seen. They seemed to spark fire within their very depths and the way they made Tai's heart leap was to wonderous to ponder on. Only one other had the same eyes...
"Yes?" the girl asked, obviously annoyed, breaking Tai from his thoughts.
"Um....I...um..." words somehow seemed to escape this ever-talkative guy.
Rolling her eyes, the fire-eyed girl said, "Listen, if you're here to sell me something, I'm broke okay. No money. No yen."
Finally gathering his ever wondering thoughts, Tai said gesturing to his suitcase, "No, I'm...um...your new roommate, Tai Kamiya."
Walking into the room, the red-eyed girl said, "Fine, come in, as you can see I'm in the shower so I'll have to introduce myself to you later."
As the girl disappeared in the bathroom, Tai dragged his suitcase in the room and closed the door, looking around. The Apartment was modest enough with a sofa, t.v, v.c.r, and a violet beanbag in the living room. The kitchen was an extension of the living room with a fridge, stove, sink, and oven. From the living room lead down a long hallway with two bedrooms and a bathroom at it's side. Cursing his manager once again, Tai sat down on the couch with a frown on his face. Just about 2 weeks ago, his press manager somehow covinced the soccer star that he should go back to Japan, rent a moderatly cheap apartment, and live there for at least 3 months to prove to the press that the soccer star is as average as anyone. *How could he ever convince me that? How could Joe ever convince me of anything? I mean really, how does he do it?*
"But deep inside, Tai knew why he did this. He was taking a long needed vacation from the spotlight for awhile and try to enjoy his life. He was also here to try and find his friends...and her...
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Tai woke up from his light nap when he felt something tickling his forehead. Slowly opening his eyes, the boy with the large hair stared straight into two amused red eyes.
"Boo," his roommate said softly.
"Ahhhhhh!" Tai screamed as he jumped half-way across the room, crouching behind the kitchen counter.
He looked up angrily to hear the wonderful, tinkling laugh of the red-head.
"That wasn't funny, y'know," he scowled as if he was 3 instead of 23.
"Aw, did I scare you?" with that the red-head burst out laughing some more and sat down on the sofa.
Walking over and sitting next to her Tai asked, somehow...happy...to be in her prescence Tai said, "Please tell me that you're not my roommate and just her metally ill friend."
Not taking offense the girl said, "Nope, I'm your roommate."
Looking at her, in this vulnerable moment, Tai felt his heart take a lurch again. *What? What's happening to me? I can't possibly...actually...like her...could I? But I barely know her...*
Suddenly, without turning around, the girl said, "It's not good for your eyes to look at beauty too long." With that comment Tai smiled and thought, *Nahhhhh-*
"So what's your name?" he asked as the girl stood up and put on her jacket.
"Just call me Birdie," she replied.
Making a face as though there was a fowl taste in his mouth Tai said, "Aw, c'mon, your parents had to have given you another name. Isn't there something else I can call you?"
"You know, no one's ever asked me for my real name before and it wasn't as if I'd tell them, but you know what, for some wierd reson I like you Tai Kamiya so I'll tell you...but if you tell another human being that this is my real name, you'll be sorry," the girl said thoughtfully.
"So what is it?" he asked as she opened the door and stepped out.
"It's Sora," with that she closed the door.
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Walking towards her regular coffee shop, Sora smiled. She liked her new roommate. Goodness knows she didn't like her other roommates. When Sora noticed that she needed some extra money she decided to rent out the extra room to someone. Her first 7 roommates were terrible and when she was about to give up hope another person relied to her ad. One Tai Kamiya. The name left her stunned for awhile and she could barely accept it at first, but then she calmed down and realized it was probably just a coincidence anyway. When her roommate came today she was surprised to open the door...and see that hair! The familiar looking hair caught her at surprise first, but she quickly hid her thoughts, after all a lot of people had wierd hair. Other then that, the guy looked absolutely gorgous with his boylike charm.
Turning into the coffee room, Sora ordered a cappucino and plopped down across from Michiru.
"Hey," she said as she sipped her coffee, "what are you reading? Oh, one of those magazines again. What celebrity are you reading about this time, Michi?"
"Mimi," the other girl replied from behind the magazine. Sora almost choked on her coffee. She knew Mimi was famous by now as the famous actress-supermodel, but you just don't pop out someone's old best friend's name without expecting a reaction.
"Um...w-what does it say?" she asked, trying to sound non-chalant.
"It says here that Mimi is dating Matt, you know that really cute guy from that band, what's-it's-name," Michiru replied. Sora did choke on her coffee that time.
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"Whhhhaaaaattttt is this?!" Fini looked up from his papers to see an enraged, pink-haired model glaring at him with moltened lava eyes. A crumpled magazine in her hand.
The 26-year old French manager put on a fake smile and said, "What's the matter, Mimi?"
Scowling at him, Mimi dropped the magazine on the table, "This is the matter!" On o whole page was an article on how the manager of Mimi, the famous model, revealed her secret relationship with Matt, the really cute guy from the band what's-it's-name.
Feigning innocent, Fini walked over next to Mimi and said, "What's wrong?"
Outraged she burst out, "What's wrong?! What's wrong?! I'll tell you what's wrong, besides the simple fact that I am having a *secret relationship* with a guy I don't even know. You revealed this to the press, Fini! How could you?"
"Listen, Mimi, this will only enhance your career. Rumors have been spreading around for awhile on you dating Matt and this confirmation will only make the fans love you more. After all, you guys have so much in common," the manager said in a persuasive tone.
"And exactly what do we have in common?"
"Well," Fini gave a sly smile, "you both are starring in that movie together. You're both from Japan. You are both idols in your own stance with millions of fans. Your records are practically flawless, and...both your names begin with the letter M."
"This can't happen, Fini, I'm already dating someone-"
"What, the computer geek?" he asked skeptically causing her anger to increase.
"Don't you dare say anything about Izzy, he is so sweet and he's honest, more then I can say for you Fini. As for this fiasco, I'm leaving for Japan in 2 days to film my new movie with Matt and by that time you better have had fixed it," Mimi commanded as she started walking out the door.
"And what if I don't?" he had the nerve of asking.
Giving one of her heart-stopping smiles, Mimi said, "Let's just say that Izzy's broken computer won't be the only thing thrown out onto the street," and closed the door with a slam.
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The before mentioned boyfriend was at that moment entering a very large computer lab in one of the highest Universities for Technology with a smile on his face. Sitting down by his computer he started it up and waited. When the computer was on Izzy got on the internet and an IM screen popped up from Yolei_girl140.
[Listen Izzy, I have the most wonderful news, I've found this really cool chip that can enhance the picture of the screen, but it has a virus in it and I can't get it out. Can you come over later and help me fix it?]
[Sorry, Yolei, but I have a date with Mimi later]
[Oh...]
[Hey, sorry, I know how you need my experience and intelligence since you can never figure things out for yourself]
[So what Izzy, I didn't need you anyways, I was just trying to be nice since the University assigned you as my project assitance]
[Yolei, please don't interrupt me while I'm typing]
[How can I interrupt you when you type? Nevr mind- and Izzy, you're just mad that I can give you a run for your money for the Glarel award]
[Am not, that award is in my hands]
[You wish-] and so the conversation continued on.
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After an hour of arguing-er...chatting with Izzy, Yolei closed her iMac laptop and walked across campus towards her dorm room, not noticing a young man sitting on the grass in the shade of the trees. Ken sat dressed in black, a newspaper in one hand and a cell phone in the other.
"Listen, Davis, I don't care how desperate things are getting with Kari, I am not lending you two grand so that you can put the down payment on a new car, okay?" the now dark-violet haired boy said exasperated.
"Aw, c'mon, Ken, what are friends for? Help me out," a voice could be heard on the other end.
"Well, Mr. Leader of the Digidestined, I already lent you all that money just so you can go to the school in Paris that Kari got a scholership to. That put a big whole in my pocket (especially since I had to bribe the school to let you in) and I still have other things to worry about. It's hard enough to maintain my position in this high University," Ken explained.
"Well, fine, I'll-"
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"-talk to you later then, bye," Davis said as the other boy said godd-bye and hung up. Closing his cell-phone, he walked over to a beautiful dark-brown, short-haired girl with a canvas in front of her and a brush in her hands.
"So, how's the painting going?" he asked.
Turning to him Kari bit her lip and asked, "What do you think Davis?"
Looking at the mixture of color and shapes, Davis plastered on a smile and said, "It's very...er...nice. What is it?"
Sighing Kari turned back to her artwork, a cute smudge of white paint on her nose.
"It's supposed to be the emodiment of the dark against the light. The two sides in the balance of life," a voice said behind Davis.
Turning Kari beamed at the tall blond and asked breathlessly, "How'd you know?"
T.K blushed slightly as he said, "It's pretty obvious-"
Cutting in on the happy moment Davis said, "Only to you T.A. I say it looks beautiful, just like Kari."
"Thanks Davis," Kari mumbled as she got back to her work.
Scowling up at T.K, Davis asked, "Aren't you supposed to call your brother or something at this time T.J. to make plans to go back to Japan for the break?"
"Oh yeah, gotta go. Bye Kari. Bye Davis," T.K said as he started to run across the large campus lawn.
Without looking up, Kari yelled out, "Make sure to get Matt to get that extra ticket for me, T.K!"
"What do you mean, get an extra ticket for you?" Davis asked her in confusion.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm going back with T.K for the break."
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Matt got off the phone with his little brother after making plans for his trip back to Japan. He straightened up, plastered on a smile, and walked into a large room for the Press Conference. The questions began.
"Mr. Ishida, is it true that you are going to Japan to film your first movie with your co-star, the famous Mimi?"
"Yes, I will be leaving in 4 days, after I wrap things up here."
"Mr. Ishida, what do you have to say about the confirmation in the Fab magazine about your secret relationship with Mimi?"
Caught off guard, Matt replied, "Well, first that is a lie. I do not know who had the audicity to write that. I have no relationship with Miss.Mimi. In fact, I have never even met the girl yet."
"Could it be a possibility in the future?"
"No, I have not yet met Miss. Mimi, but I don't go for her type. Sorry, too much of an airhead for me."
The crowd of reporters gasped. They knew Matt Ishida for his not-caring, words, but this one topped them all. Several reporters in that room shall print this out in their magazine and unkowing to Matt, he just set the start for a ticking time bomb.
"Now, Mr. Ishida, what exactly is the name for your band?"
"It's called the-"
"Sorry, folks, Mr. Ishida has other business to attend to," a large bodyguard said as he led Matt away.
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Sora walked silently down the soccer field as the sun set in the horizon, the day done. The memories still fresh and vicious, paining her deeply. As the world hushed and the sun finally set enveloping the soccer field in darkness, she wondred sadly, *Where are you guys...?*
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Chapter 1, Fire Eyes
Author's Notes: Ah....heh...heh *scratches back of head nervously*. I have a lot of explaining to do. First things first, this is not my first fanfic (how many times did I say first in this sentence?). I usually write Romance for Ranma 1/2, but I was just reading all these Digimon fanfics and I just had to write one and get it off my chest. Now, I will most likely suck at writing Digimon fanfiction, but I'm going to try anyway. To all of my Ranma 1/2 fans who accidentally stumbles upon this, I promise I will finish my other stories, I just need to get this one out and off of my chest. The characters are probably OOC anyway. Okay now that that's done, e-mail me at silverflame_maiden@hotmail.com.
Disclaimers: I don't own Digimon or it's chracters, someone else does. Don't rub it in.
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The young man dragged the large brown suitcase out of the elevator, grunting occasionally from the effort. Dragging the suitcase, the 23-year old's eyes traveled down the hallway of the Apartment building before landing on a certain door with 562 on it. Grining triumphantly as though he just discovered uranium, Taichi Kamiya dragged the suitcase the rest of the way to the door. Loud music could be heard from the Apartment building and Taichi watched in amazement as the door vibrated with the sound. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door lightly. When no one answered, the slightly frustrated guy knocked louder. On the third time Tai gave a growl before banging on the door. After spening 3 hours in a foreign country's airport then being on a 24-hour flight in the aisle seat with a little boy running up and down screaming, "My name's Mikey." to every person on the plane, Tai's nerves were at an end. In other words, he was about to knock that door down.
Suddenly, the door was open and instead of yelling at his new roommate, all Tai could do was stare in shock. A 23-year old girl stood there in nothing but a simple towel wrapped around her all too curveous body. Water clung to the girl's short reddish-brown hair, dripping down onto the blue carpet unnoticed by her. This wasn't what shocked Taichi, however, nor was it the fact that the girl was one of the most beautiful women Tai had ever had the fortune of meeting in his life. No, the fact that shocked the old digidestined into speechlessness was her eyes. They were the most amazing, crimson, large, red eyes Tai had ever seen. They seemed to spark fire within their very depths and the way they made Tai's heart leap was to wonderous to ponder on. Only one other had the same eyes...
"Yes?" the girl asked, obviously annoyed, breaking Tai from his thoughts.
"Um....I...um..." words somehow seemed to escape this ever-talkative guy.
Rolling her eyes, the fire-eyed girl said, "Listen, if you're here to sell me something, I'm broke okay. No money. No yen."
Finally gathering his ever wondering thoughts, Tai said gesturing to his suitcase, "No, I'm...um...your new roommate, Tai Kamiya."
Walking into the room, the red-eyed girl said, "Fine, come in, as you can see I'm in the shower so I'll have to introduce myself to you later."
As the girl disappeared in the bathroom, Tai dragged his suitcase in the room and closed the door, looking around. The Apartment was modest enough with a sofa, t.v, v.c.r, and a violet beanbag in the living room. The kitchen was an extension of the living room with a fridge, stove, sink, and oven. From the living room lead down a long hallway with two bedrooms and a bathroom at it's side. Cursing his manager once again, Tai sat down on the couch with a frown on his face. Just about 2 weeks ago, his press manager somehow covinced the soccer star that he should go back to Japan, rent a moderatly cheap apartment, and live there for at least 3 months to prove to the press that the soccer star is as average as anyone. *How could he ever convince me that? How could Joe ever convince me of anything? I mean really, how does he do it?*
"But deep inside, Tai knew why he did this. He was taking a long needed vacation from the spotlight for awhile and try to enjoy his life. He was also here to try and find his friends...and her...
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Tai woke up from his light nap when he felt something tickling his forehead. Slowly opening his eyes, the boy with the large hair stared straight into two amused red eyes.
"Boo," his roommate said softly.
"Ahhhhhh!" Tai screamed as he jumped half-way across the room, crouching behind the kitchen counter.
He looked up angrily to hear the wonderful, tinkling laugh of the red-head.
"That wasn't funny, y'know," he scowled as if he was 3 instead of 23.
"Aw, did I scare you?" with that the red-head burst out laughing some more and sat down on the sofa.
Walking over and sitting next to her Tai asked, somehow...happy...to be in her prescence Tai said, "Please tell me that you're not my roommate and just her metally ill friend."
Not taking offense the girl said, "Nope, I'm your roommate."
Looking at her, in this vulnerable moment, Tai felt his heart take a lurch again. *What? What's happening to me? I can't possibly...actually...like her...could I? But I barely know her...*
Suddenly, without turning around, the girl said, "It's not good for your eyes to look at beauty too long." With that comment Tai smiled and thought, *Nahhhhh-*
"So what's your name?" he asked as the girl stood up and put on her jacket.
"Just call me Birdie," she replied.
Making a face as though there was a fowl taste in his mouth Tai said, "Aw, c'mon, your parents had to have given you another name. Isn't there something else I can call you?"
"You know, no one's ever asked me for my real name before and it wasn't as if I'd tell them, but you know what, for some wierd reson I like you Tai Kamiya so I'll tell you...but if you tell another human being that this is my real name, you'll be sorry," the girl said thoughtfully.
"So what is it?" he asked as she opened the door and stepped out.
"It's Sora," with that she closed the door.
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Walking towards her regular coffee shop, Sora smiled. She liked her new roommate. Goodness knows she didn't like her other roommates. When Sora noticed that she needed some extra money she decided to rent out the extra room to someone. Her first 7 roommates were terrible and when she was about to give up hope another person relied to her ad. One Tai Kamiya. The name left her stunned for awhile and she could barely accept it at first, but then she calmed down and realized it was probably just a coincidence anyway. When her roommate came today she was surprised to open the door...and see that hair! The familiar looking hair caught her at surprise first, but she quickly hid her thoughts, after all a lot of people had wierd hair. Other then that, the guy looked absolutely gorgous with his boylike charm.
Turning into the coffee room, Sora ordered a cappucino and plopped down across from Michiru.
"Hey," she said as she sipped her coffee, "what are you reading? Oh, one of those magazines again. What celebrity are you reading about this time, Michi?"
"Mimi," the other girl replied from behind the magazine. Sora almost choked on her coffee. She knew Mimi was famous by now as the famous actress-supermodel, but you just don't pop out someone's old best friend's name without expecting a reaction.
"Um...w-what does it say?" she asked, trying to sound non-chalant.
"It says here that Mimi is dating Matt, you know that really cute guy from that band, what's-it's-name," Michiru replied. Sora did choke on her coffee that time.
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"Whhhhaaaaattttt is this?!" Fini looked up from his papers to see an enraged, pink-haired model glaring at him with moltened lava eyes. A crumpled magazine in her hand.
The 26-year old French manager put on a fake smile and said, "What's the matter, Mimi?"
Scowling at him, Mimi dropped the magazine on the table, "This is the matter!" On o whole page was an article on how the manager of Mimi, the famous model, revealed her secret relationship with Matt, the really cute guy from the band what's-it's-name.
Feigning innocent, Fini walked over next to Mimi and said, "What's wrong?"
Outraged she burst out, "What's wrong?! What's wrong?! I'll tell you what's wrong, besides the simple fact that I am having a *secret relationship* with a guy I don't even know. You revealed this to the press, Fini! How could you?"
"Listen, Mimi, this will only enhance your career. Rumors have been spreading around for awhile on you dating Matt and this confirmation will only make the fans love you more. After all, you guys have so much in common," the manager said in a persuasive tone.
"And exactly what do we have in common?"
"Well," Fini gave a sly smile, "you both are starring in that movie together. You're both from Japan. You are both idols in your own stance with millions of fans. Your records are practically flawless, and...both your names begin with the letter M."
"This can't happen, Fini, I'm already dating someone-"
"What, the computer geek?" he asked skeptically causing her anger to increase.
"Don't you dare say anything about Izzy, he is so sweet and he's honest, more then I can say for you Fini. As for this fiasco, I'm leaving for Japan in 2 days to film my new movie with Matt and by that time you better have had fixed it," Mimi commanded as she started walking out the door.
"And what if I don't?" he had the nerve of asking.
Giving one of her heart-stopping smiles, Mimi said, "Let's just say that Izzy's broken computer won't be the only thing thrown out onto the street," and closed the door with a slam.
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The before mentioned boyfriend was at that moment entering a very large computer lab in one of the highest Universities for Technology with a smile on his face. Sitting down by his computer he started it up and waited. When the computer was on Izzy got on the internet and an IM screen popped up from Yolei_girl140.
[Listen Izzy, I have the most wonderful news, I've found this really cool chip that can enhance the picture of the screen, but it has a virus in it and I can't get it out. Can you come over later and help me fix it?]
[Sorry, Yolei, but I have a date with Mimi later]
[Oh...]
[Hey, sorry, I know how you need my experience and intelligence since you can never figure things out for yourself]
[So what Izzy, I didn't need you anyways, I was just trying to be nice since the University assigned you as my project assitance]
[Yolei, please don't interrupt me while I'm typing]
[How can I interrupt you when you type? Nevr mind- and Izzy, you're just mad that I can give you a run for your money for the Glarel award]
[Am not, that award is in my hands]
[You wish-] and so the conversation continued on.
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After an hour of arguing-er...chatting with Izzy, Yolei closed her iMac laptop and walked across campus towards her dorm room, not noticing a young man sitting on the grass in the shade of the trees. Ken sat dressed in black, a newspaper in one hand and a cell phone in the other.
"Listen, Davis, I don't care how desperate things are getting with Kari, I am not lending you two grand so that you can put the down payment on a new car, okay?" the now dark-violet haired boy said exasperated.
"Aw, c'mon, Ken, what are friends for? Help me out," a voice could be heard on the other end.
"Well, Mr. Leader of the Digidestined, I already lent you all that money just so you can go to the school in Paris that Kari got a scholership to. That put a big whole in my pocket (especially since I had to bribe the school to let you in) and I still have other things to worry about. It's hard enough to maintain my position in this high University," Ken explained.
"Well, fine, I'll-"
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"-talk to you later then, bye," Davis said as the other boy said godd-bye and hung up. Closing his cell-phone, he walked over to a beautiful dark-brown, short-haired girl with a canvas in front of her and a brush in her hands.
"So, how's the painting going?" he asked.
Turning to him Kari bit her lip and asked, "What do you think Davis?"
Looking at the mixture of color and shapes, Davis plastered on a smile and said, "It's very...er...nice. What is it?"
Sighing Kari turned back to her artwork, a cute smudge of white paint on her nose.
"It's supposed to be the emodiment of the dark against the light. The two sides in the balance of life," a voice said behind Davis.
Turning Kari beamed at the tall blond and asked breathlessly, "How'd you know?"
T.K blushed slightly as he said, "It's pretty obvious-"
Cutting in on the happy moment Davis said, "Only to you T.A. I say it looks beautiful, just like Kari."
"Thanks Davis," Kari mumbled as she got back to her work.
Scowling up at T.K, Davis asked, "Aren't you supposed to call your brother or something at this time T.J. to make plans to go back to Japan for the break?"
"Oh yeah, gotta go. Bye Kari. Bye Davis," T.K said as he started to run across the large campus lawn.
Without looking up, Kari yelled out, "Make sure to get Matt to get that extra ticket for me, T.K!"
"What do you mean, get an extra ticket for you?" Davis asked her in confusion.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm going back with T.K for the break."
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Matt got off the phone with his little brother after making plans for his trip back to Japan. He straightened up, plastered on a smile, and walked into a large room for the Press Conference. The questions began.
"Mr. Ishida, is it true that you are going to Japan to film your first movie with your co-star, the famous Mimi?"
"Yes, I will be leaving in 4 days, after I wrap things up here."
"Mr. Ishida, what do you have to say about the confirmation in the Fab magazine about your secret relationship with Mimi?"
Caught off guard, Matt replied, "Well, first that is a lie. I do not know who had the audicity to write that. I have no relationship with Miss.Mimi. In fact, I have never even met the girl yet."
"Could it be a possibility in the future?"
"No, I have not yet met Miss. Mimi, but I don't go for her type. Sorry, too much of an airhead for me."
The crowd of reporters gasped. They knew Matt Ishida for his not-caring, words, but this one topped them all. Several reporters in that room shall print this out in their magazine and unkowing to Matt, he just set the start for a ticking time bomb.
"Now, Mr. Ishida, what exactly is the name for your band?"
"It's called the-"
"Sorry, folks, Mr. Ishida has other business to attend to," a large bodyguard said as he led Matt away.
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Sora walked silently down the soccer field as the sun set in the horizon, the day done. The memories still fresh and vicious, paining her deeply. As the world hushed and the sun finally set enveloping the soccer field in darkness, she wondred sadly, *Where are you guys...?*
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