Matt's POV
My arm hurt like a son of a bitch, but I made myself get up, and start fixing dinner. I think hamburgers tonight. The smell of raw meat usually turns my stomach, but for some reason it smells so good I resist the urge to devour a small piece of the raw meat. What are you thinking Ishida? Dad comes strolling through the door at 6:00. He was early for once. The minute he walked through the door, I could smell a peculiar odor, ink, paper and the fainter odor of ham? Your loosing it Matt.
Hi son!
Hey Dad. Supper's almost ready.
He didn't say anything about my arm. I had put on a long sleeved shirt after Tai left. And I wasn't planning on telling him about it.
Looks good son. My Dad bite into his burger, and made a face.
Is something wrong? I ask, as I take a big bite into mine.
It's a little undercooked Matt. Here let me nuke yours too.
I shook my head.
Mine is fine Dad.
But it's not cooked all the way. You always liked it well done.
I relish another mouthful. Actually, it tastes better like this.
He shrugged and micro waved his burger.
I had to know why he smelled like ham.
Dad, did you do anything with ham today?
No, oh yes. I had a ham sandwich for lunch.
Why could I smell that?
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I tossed and turned for hours. Finally I sat up. I was wide awake, and it was....2:15 a.m. I opened my window, and looked into the night sky. For a minute, the moon was Taichi's face, and then it was gone. I was more restless than I ever have been in my 15 years. Maybe a walk will help me too sleep. I quietly exit the apartment into the cool night air.
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Hey Ishida, you got a visitor.
I was in my dressing room, preparing for a show.
No. I don't want any fan girls back here! I yelled.
Then I heard that voice that made my heart beat happily. The voice I had missed the last couple of days, other than a quick hello.
I'm not one of your stupid fan girls!
Let him in!
He strolled into the room, and shut the door.
Nice place you got here. He dazzles me with one of his grins. Are you okay? His smile fades, and a look of worry crosses his eyes.
I'm fine. I just haven't been able to sleep too well, and school and music are kinda stressing me out. I admit. Of course Ive been taking nightly strolls at ungodly hours of the night too.
You do look pretty tense.
I know.
Would it help if I gave you a massage?
Sure if you want too.
I was acting nonchalant, but my heart was racing. He sat on the chair behind me. He smelled musky and like sunshine on a warm day. I realized suddenly it wasn't his after shave, but it was just him. Why do I keep smelling things like this? I shouldn't be noticing things like this?
Tai starts with my neck and begins to slowly rub my muscles. I close my eyes, and I shut out everything but him. His scent, the rise and fall of his breath. Funny, I can even hear his heart beating. Tai begins working his way down to my shoulders. He stops, his hands still on my shoulders.
I've been thinking. He says softly.
That sounds familiar.
Well, that fight with that wolf the other day made me realize something.
Tai, I'm okay.
But you could have died
I'm fine.
I have to tell you something. You may hate me for this but......
But you were the one who sold my old harmonica to Jun?
No, but I know who has it.
He fidgets uncharacteristically.
But, Why?
Don't hate me Matt, but....
I love you Matt Ishida.
