Disclaimer: the usual. I don't own Take-chan. ::pout::
Notes: the usual. Yaoi, Taito. R&R, if you'd like. =)
"Stop fidgiting!" Izzy exclaimed.
"I can't help it," Tai said.
"You're going to make me nervous if you don't stop!" Izzy exclaimed.
"Well, you should be," Tai returned. He took a deep breath and let go of his jacket. I am calm. I am calm. I'm calm, I'm calm, I'm calm...
"Tai," Izzy said, "the train's here."
Tai jumped, startled. He let out his inheld breath. "You scared me, Izzy. What?! They're here? Oh my god, oh my god, oh. my. god!"
"What are you so worried about?" Izzy asked calmly. "They'll all love you. Everybody loves you."
Tai blinked. Was Izzy as nervous as he? He smiled and said softly, "I'm sure you'll find someone, Izzy. Anyway, lots of girls like you. You just don't notice it."
Izzy shrugged and said, "Whatever. You're just trying to calm yourself by trying to console me."
"Eh- okay, if you say so, Izzy," Tai said. Was he really? At least Davis wasn't here. Luckily, he'd had to work today. That was ONE good thing in a bad day. A horrible, terrible day.
"Tai," Izzy interrupted the taller boy's thoughts again, pointing to the train.
Tai looked at it and noticed that the women were starting to exit. They all began walking towards the pile of luggage to find their bags, whispering amongst themselves and sending small glances toward the small crowd of men.
They were all pretty, Tai concluded. But none yet had sparked his attention. He whispered his thoughts to Izzy.
"You'll find her," Izzy said, his last words falling to a whisper as a beautiful- no, gorgeous pink haired young lady with deep almond coloured eyes stepped out of the train and onto the steps.
She smiled, dimples teasing her rosy cheeks. She reached back into the train, whispering a name that couldn't be heard. Tai felt his concentration on the pink haired girl waver as another person stepped into the daylight. Every man's attention shifted as the last girl appeared. And she was.. exquisite. A perfect figure with a shorter dress than most of the girls, showing off a bit of her legs... Her dress was blue. The same blue as her eyes. Her hair was shoulder length golden blonde, falling perfectly into place, or so it seemes. And her eyes... Cold and unloving, yet so innocent and unsuspecting...
Tai felt himself falling over and over... just stuck in place and time...
Until something punched him in the side. He lost contact with the girl and looked to his friend. "Are you okay," Izzy asked. Tai nodded, not really sure if he was ever going to be "okay" again.
You can do it, Tai, he though. Just go up and introduce yourself. He began walking towards the pink and blonde haired girls. "Good day," he said, bowing his head in greeting.
The pink haired girl smiled. "Good day, sir!" she exclaimed. When the blonde didn't respond she hit her in the side.
The blonde turned cold eyes to her friend - Tai was supposing they were friends, although that COULD be untrue - and then turned to Tai and said emotionlessly, "Good day."
Tai shrugged it off. "I'm Taichi Yagami, but everyone calls me Tai."
"I'm Mimi Tachikawa," the pink haired girl said, "but you can just call me Mimi."
"Hmph - I'm Marjorie Simcox," the blonde said.
Tai inwardly shuddered. What a name... It didn't fit her, she needed something different... something that would just roll off your tongue...
"I really should get my bags," Mimi said, "and find an empty hotel room before all the rood ones are gone!"
"I'll help you two," Tai offered.
The blonde's eyes narrowed. "Mr. Yagami, I do not need, nor do I wish for, your help," she said coldly. Then she stalked off to find her bags.
Mimi sighed. "I'm really sorry, Tai. She's really stubborn and determined not to get married."
"Then why's she a mail order bride?" Tai wondered.
"Oh, she has a really good reason - to be one and not ger involved," Mimi said. "Just let me give you a little advice. If you want to get close to her don't listen to ANY of the rumors. ANY. Her trust is special and very hard to get, so if you obtain it... just don't break her heart."
Tai nodded, storing all the information he had just recieved in his mind. "So, where's your bags?" he asked the pink haired young lady.
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Yamato sighed into the covers. It had been only one day - only one day and he already felt as if her weren't going to make it. He pushed away tears. Why? Why me? he thought. But, doesn't everybody ask that question? But wasn't heb in a worse situation that most other people? Or was he just making excuses for himself? Wasn't that what everybody did? Think only of themselves? And wasn't that EXACTLY what he was doing right now?
He ran a hand through his hair. If only he had been born somewhere else, had different parents... But wishing and "if only"ing didn't do him any good.
Yamato rolled over and looked at the ceiling. He couldn't stay very much longer. God, but he was so cute! How could he stand to look into those big eyes even one more time and not kiss him? Life was cruel, very cruel...