Warning: Sexual content.

Chapter 19: Closure
The wind in London messed Sora's hair as soon as she stepped out of the airport with Yamato and Taichi. She shivered a little because of the unusual low temperature that day.
"Do you want my jacket?" Yamato looked down at her.
"Thank you, I'm good." She offered him a smile and reached down for his hand, but instead he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards him.
"Is that better?"
"Yes, it is." Sora wrapped her arms around his body.
"It's great to see you two being so lovey-dovey towards each other. I knew it was just a matter of time before you got together."
"Well, I was done running."
"To my happiness." He lifted her chin and kissed her briefly.
"So are you really going to raise her child?"
"Children." Yamato corrected Taichi. "I will. I really enjoy the idea of being a father. It's something I didn't know I wanted until it happened."
"And you made me realize he wasn't the same person anymore." Sora addressed to her best friend. "It's been difficult, but I'm finally putting my walls down."
"I'm happy to hear that."
"We better get going to the hotel. The sooner we do this, the sooner we go back to Odaiba."
"You're right."
They walked to a taxi nearby and headed to their hotel.

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The first thing Sora did when she walked into her room was to go to the balcony. It was across the Big Ben and had a beautiful view.
"So you're mesmerized with the sight too?" Yamato stopped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her shoulder and the base of her neck.
"It's so different than being down there. I've never seen London from above, to be honest."
"Really? Mike never took you to a hotel or something?"
"Why would he? He has a house here, so there's no point, really."
"That's a very good point."
"So…" Sora spun around, so she was looking at him. Her arms running through his own. "Are you going to stay with Taichi?"
"Yeah, I thought it would be the best option. Is that a problem for you?"
"I was thinking you could, you know…" She grabbed his collar and stared into his piercing blue eyes. "Stay here."
"You want me to stay here?"
"If you want to, of course."
"I want to." He whispered very close to her mouth and captured her lips in an urgent and passionate kiss the following second.

Sora led them both inside their room and stumbled on the bed. She fell over it, with him on top of her. Their distance was so short she could hear his heart beating and feel him breathing. Her hand reached for his cheek and touched it softly; her cinnamon eyes not able to look away from his beautiful blue ones.
"If someone said we'd end up on each other's arms again, I'd say that person was crazy. Yet here we are."
"The small twists the world takes." He whispered as he caressed her hair and cheeks. "I can't say I'm not enjoying being here though."
"Me neither." Her hand traced his red lips and moved to the back of his neck the moment their mouths were brushing against each other.
"I can't say how much I wanted to be here with you. How much I wanted to have you in my arms again."
"Took us long enough." Sora smiled. "But we're finally here. We were given a second chance."
"And I'm never letting you go again."
"You better not."
She pushed him to the empty side of the bed and pinned him underneath her. Then she quickly took her shirt off and threw it aside, leaning towards Yamato. Her tongue slid between his teeth and tangled up on his. He moaned into her when she pressed her hips against his. He ran his hands through her back and couldn't help but notice how soft her skin still was. Her hand moved up to his blond hair and grabbed it softly. Eventually they had to break their kiss and Sora pulled away from him, so he could take his shirt off. Yamato threw it behind his back and quickly sat up, staring at her intensely before leaning over and kissing the base of her neck and shoulders. She tilted her head back and wrapped her arms around his back, almost digging her nails into it. He made all the way up her back until he reached her bra clip. He unhooked it and let it fall on her legs. Then she grabbed her sexy black bra and threw it on the floor. Yamato sexily ran his hands through her shoulders to her forearms, leaving a trail of heat on her skin.
"I'm almost convinced you wore this bra for me."
"That's a possibility." Sora leaned down towards him and let her breasts be right on his face. She moaned and started panting when he shoved it into his mouth and drew circles around her nipple with his tongue. "Oh God, Yamato. You sure learned a lot these seven years."
"You can say that. Are you impressed?" He loosened his hold on her boob to speak and went back to it right away.
"Damn right I am." She mumbled and grabbed the edges of the bed, pushing herself towards him and having her teat further into his mouth. She slid her hand under her jeans and started rubbing herself.
Yamato eventually released her boob and lifted his hand up to her face. Sora moved her body down above his until they were looking into each other's eyes intensely. She stroked his blond hair gently and smiled.
"What?"
"Nothing. I'm just admiring you."
"Well, you can admire me as much as you want if that means I get to see your beautiful smile."
"I bet you said that to many other women during your long world tour."
"As weird as it sounds, I didn't hook up with many women. Believe it or not."
"I don't know if I should be relieved and happy or suspicious."
"I would go for the first option."
"Yeah." She whispered and then pressed her lips against his. She felt his hand sliding towards the back of her neck, stopping her from pulling away from him. She brought her hands down his abs and unbuttoned his jeans. Then Sora slid one into his boxers and grabbed his penis, massaging it.
Yamato failed to hold in a moan and she smiled into the kiss. It took them a few more minutes before they broke away their kiss. She stepped away from him and tugged on his jeans, slowly pulling them down his legs. Then Sora took her own pants off, seizing the opportunity to bring her panties along. He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed her hand, pulling her in his direction. Her most intimate part was right in front of him and it made all the sense in the world for him to bring his head towards it and tease it with his tongue. She bit her lower lip to stop a moan from coming out of her mouth and tugged on his hair softly. She sat on his lap after Yamato took his tongue out and they shared another hot and urgent kiss before falling down on the bed.

Yamato squinted when he heard the faint noise of someone knocking on the door of Sora's room. He took his time to adjust to the change of luminosity and waited to see if the person was going to knock again. There was only silence, so he turned around to check on Sora.
"Did someone knock on the door?" Her voice echoed around as a whisper and she kept lying still, with her back facing him.
"Apparently, yes." He leaned over her and kissed the back of her neck softly. "But whoever it was, they gave up."
"It might be Taichi wondering why you didn't sleep in his room." She turned her head around to look at him.
"I think so too." He slid under the sheets and leaned over to kiss her. "I'll talk to him later and explain."
"Are you going to explain to him we had sex?" Sora asked with her eyebrows raised.
"Hell no. He knows what sex is. I'm just going to tell him we wanted to be together and waited long enough for it."
"That's accurate." She curled the tip of the sheet around her finger. "It's so crazy and yet amazing that our first time after seven years happened here."
"I would say there's something romantic about it."
"You would." She wrapped her arm around him and rested her head on his chest. "You're a musician."
"You didn't have a problem with dating a musician in the past." Yamato wrapped his arm around her as well.
"And I still don't." Sora lifted her head a little and ran her index finger over his chest. "In fact, they are one of the best types of guys to date."
"Is that so?"
"Oh yes. It's like having a private show whenever you want."
"So you're into having private shows?" He leaned over and kissed her passionately. He climbed on top of her when she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened their kiss by sliding his tongue into her mouth.
"You can say that." She managed to say when they broke away; her eyes half closed. "Was it good for you last night?"
"It was amazing. I forgot how good you are at it, and you still know exactly where to touch me to turn me on."
"Like wise." Sora smiled warmly at him. "It's like we were never apart."
"I regret it everyday, believe me." Yamato stroked her red hair gently. "I'm never letting you go again."
"You better." She said playfully and then traced the contour of his lips. "I love you."
"I love you too." He pressed his lips against hers briefly while his hands ran through her thighs. "Do you think we have time for another round?"
"I think so, but a quick one. We need to meet Taichi soon. And also, try not to be that loud this time."
"I wasn't loud."
"Sure you weren't."

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Taichi was sitting on a table at the hotel cafeteria when Sora and Yamato joined him.
"Hey."
"Where the hell were you?" He said harshly, frowning and folding his arms across his chest. Then he pointed at Sora. "Why didn't you answer the door when I knocked?"
"I'm sorry, I was sleeping. I didn't hear you."
"And I was…"
"You two slept together, didn't you?"
"Taichi…" Sora looked around nervously, praying no one else heard him. The last thing she wanted was to turn her night with Yamato into a spectacle.
"We should get some breakfast and go meet Mike." Yamato intervened and changed the subject, sitting down beside him.
"I'm already full, so you two can enjoy your meal." Taichi stood up and grabbed his dirty dishes to put on the counter.
The couple exchanged a look and the florist rolled her eyes before walking away. "I'll talk to him."

"Hey." Sora grabbed Taichi's forearm and he looked at her over his shoulder. "Can we please talk?"
"We don't have anything to talk about."
"I'm sorry for making you upset. I didn't mean to. Yamato and I didn't plan on spending the night together, just so you know. He went to check on me last night and it just… happened."
"That's okay, Sora. Of course you'd want to have sex eventually, since you're dating again."
"Yes, but you're upset over it. And we didn't mean to hurt you."
"I'm not hurt or upset. I just didn't want to be the third wheel. At least not so soon."
"We're very sorry about this. It won't happen again, I promise. Now can we go back to the cafeteria? We want your company too."
"Fine." Taichi rolled his eyes and pretended to be angry, but he was smiling. "But only because you're asking."
"Thank you." She grinned and took him back to their table by his hand.

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Taichi zipped his jacket as soon as he stepped in the sidewalk, shocked to see it was windy though the weather was warm. "How did you live here with this weather?"
"It's not really that bad, believe me." Sora stopped beside him. "It's actually quite warm."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, I'm serious. London can be really cold."
"Have you ever been here?" He addressed to Yamato. "During your world tour?"
"Yes, we spent two weeks here about two years ago. I agree with Sora, it can be really cold here. And rainy. Where are we going to meet Mike again?"
"At a bar near the palace. But I'm going to talk to him alone. You two will be at a table near us though."
"You shouldn't do it alone. We're in this together."
"I know." Sora reached out for Yamato's hand and squeezed it lightly. "But this is something I need to do on my own. I hope you understand."
"Yes, of course."
"I don't want things between us to start off the wrong way. There's someone else involved in this too." She placed her hand on her belly and started rubbing it softly.
"You're right. I'm sorry."
"It's okay." She smiled at him. "So are we ready?"
"Let's do it."

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"There he is." Taichi announced when he looked past Sora's shoulder and saw Mike walking into a cafe.
"This is it." Sora took a deep breath and stood up.
"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Yamato looked at her and gave a gentle squeeze in her hand.
"Yes, I'm sure. I'll be back soon."
"Alright. We'll be here if you need anything."

"Hey." Sora said after she stopped at his table.
"Sora, hi!" Mike stood up and gave her a hug, catching her completely by surprise. "It's so great to see you again."
"Really? Cause it certainly didn't seem like it last time."
"I know. I'm sorry about that. I had a lot going on that time." He motioned for her to sit down.
"Why didn't you open up to me, though? We were engaged, Mike."
"Were?"
"Well, you pretty much stopped caring about me and our baby. We agreed to have a child together, but wasn't too happy when I told you I was pregnant. Not to mention the fact you bought tickets for me and Yumi to go back to Japan, so I could solve my issues with Yamato."
"And did you?"
"Well, yes. But probably not the way you think."
"What do you mean?"
"I think this belongs to you." Sora took her engagement ring out of her finger and put it in front of him. "There won't be a wedding anymore."
"Sora, can we talk about this?"
"We don't have anything to talk about anymore, Mike. You made your decision the moment you told me to work things out with Yamato and tell him about Yumi."
"Yes, so we could be together for real."
"No, you actually pushed me into his arms."
"I… wait a moment. Are you two together?"
"He offered to help me raise our baby." She said with a smile, remembering his many attempts to convince her to let him be their father. "He was more excited about my pregnancy than you were, and you're the baby's father."
"That's right. I'm the baby's father."
"I don't think you even wanted this baby in the first place. It will better for everyone if he takes on the father role for this child."
"Where does that leave us?"
"You can visit them anytime you want. I know Yumi really loves you and I won't stop you two from seeing each other. But I'm going to tell her the truth, which is something I should have done a long time ago." Sora stood up from her chair. "I just wanted to tell you all of this. Now, if you excuse me, I have a plane to catch and go back to Japan."