**This is my first stab at a Karato (Kari/Yamato) fiction! I would call them Yakari as they are traditionally called, but I don't like the term "Yakari". Karato is sweeter, plus, look at Sorato and Mimato. Mimi and Sora's names come first, so Kari's does to in my world! Anyway, here's my little ficcie, I hope you all like it and review it so I know to continue it! This should be a pretty good story all in all, with Taiora, maybe some Mikeru (yeah, I know, it's a weirder coupling, but sheesh, Karato's not??) and obviously Karato, since they are the main subjects in this tale. Read and review, and don't forget to enjoy!**
Angels Among Us
Chapter One: First Date
Yamato Ishida squirted some blue gel into his hands, rubbing them together as he spread the cold goo evenly on his hands. He looked into the mirror, his intense blue eyes studying his reflection carefully. He raised his hands above his head and rubbed the gel into his blonde hair, creating little spikes of light colored locks pointing in several directions. He had changed a lot since he was younger. Now nineteen years old, Yamato wasn't as wirey as he used to be, filling out with a little muscle. He had given up his band for college, where he was a freshman. His hair was much shorter, but slightly long at the top. The only thing about Yamato that hadn't changed were his piercing blue, lady-killing, hypnotizing eyes. Those babies could render a woman helpless, as Yamato found out as a young teen.
Finished with his hair, Yamato walked out of his bathroom and into his room, where he searched through his closets in pursuit of somthing decent to wear. Takeru, Yamato's only brother and recently his new roomate in his apartment, stood in the doorway, leaning on the door and watching his brother with an amused smile on his face, his equally blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Whatcha looking for, Yamato? Something special? Like for. . . . a date?" Takeru teased, grinning. Yamato jumped slightly, not knowing Takeru was in the doorway, then sighed in relief as he found what he'd been seeking.
"Yeah, I have a date tonight." Yamato said as he buttoned the black shirt up, fixing the collar as he continued to search for something else to wear.
"With who, pray tell!" Takeru asked, walking in and sitting on Yamato's bed. Yamato looked back at Takeru, then turned his attention back to his search.
"Kari." Yamato said simply. Takeru almost choked on his tongue, making Yamato smile slightly as he pulled out a nice pair of blue jeans and pulled them on.
"Why are you going out with Kari??" Takeru asked, shocked.
"Why do you go out with Mimi?" Yamato retorted. Takeru thought about the question, then shook his head.
"That's different! I'm sixteen, Mimi's eighteen. You're nineteen years old! Kari's just turning seventeen in a few months, that's not right!" Takeru stumbled.
"Mimi's going to turn nineteen way before you turn seventeen. There'll be a three year gap between you and Mimi longer than there will be between me and Kari." Yamato pointed out. Takeru sulked as he realized his brother had beat him. Grinning, Yamato punched his little brother playfully. Takeru stared evily at Yamato.
"Hey! Watch the hair!" Yamato cried as Takeru tackled him.
"Kari! Come out of there right now! I HAVE to go to the BATHROOM!!!!" Taichi begged, hopping on one foot. He heard his sister giggle from within the only bathroom in the apartment he shared with her and his parents. Taichi moaned in anguish, swiping his hand through his short brown hair as he continued to hop around the hallway, his dark chocolate eyes virtually brimming with tears as he waited impatiently. The door opened, and Kari walked out. Taichi bolted past her, not even taking notice of her in her pink haltar top and low cut jeans that showed off her stomach slightly. Kari shrugged and waited.
"Three. . .two. . .one. . ." Kari counted quietly. She heard Taichi suddenly call out from in the bathroom.
"Kari! What in the heck are you wearing?!?" Taichi cried, his voice muffled. Kari smiled and walked into her room, where she began twisting her shoulder-length brown hair and pinning the coils up with bobby pins. Taichi burst in, looking at Kari in shock. He grabbed a coat and wrapped it around his sister as he then stalked into her closet and searched for other clothes to wear.
"Kari, I refuse to let you go out on a date with someone you barely know looking like that! I mean, you don't even know this guy!" Taichi lectured, pulling out a baby tee-shirt and tossing it at Kari, who had finished her hair, eight little cornrows lining the crown of her brunette head. The rest of Kari's hair fell around her shoulder. Kari threw the shirt back at Taichi and smiled.
"I do know him. And so do you." Kari taunted. Taichi pondered her statement, then shrugged slightly.
"Who is he?" Taichi asked. Kari smiled brightly and whispered into Taichi's ear. Taichi's mouth opened wide as he cried out.
"No way, not Yamato! I forbid it!" Taichi yelled, shaking a finger at Kari, who yawned.
"And why is that?" Kari asked. Taichi froze in mid-shake.
"I don't know. . . .he's. . . .he's. . . .YAMATO!" Taichi retorted. Kari shook her head and pushed Taichi, who was still protesting, out the door. She sat down at her dresser and put on some makeup as Taichi continued to lecture from outside the room.
Yamato got out of his black neon and practically skipped to the Kamiya's door, knocking lightly. He'd been waiting all day to come over and get Kari. He had the entire night planned out. First they'd go eat at the new seafood restaurant down the street. Then they'd go dancing at the local club. Finally, Yamato would take Kari home and kiss her. Yamato nodded his head as the night's activities flooded through his mind. The door opened, and Yamato stopped in mid-thought as he came face to face with Taichi, who looked at Yamato skeptically.
"Hi Taichi, is Kari ready yet?" Yamato asked, trying to sound cool. Taichi didn't make a move. Yamato's stomach sank as he walked into the house with Taichi, sitting on the couch beside him and turning on the TV.
"So, how's Sora doing?" Yamato asked, referring to Taichi's finacee Sora Takenouchi, who was in Kyoto with her father studying clothing design in school.
"She's just fine. Now, about tonight. I don't want you to lay a hand on my sister. NO matter what she does. Don't touch her, or I'll-" Taichi said darkly.
"You'll do what?" Kari asked cheerily, startling both young men. Yamato stared in awe at Kari as Taichi stumbled, trying to cover his threats to Yamato. Kari pouted, putting her hands on her shapely hips and shifting her weight onto one foot.
"Aw, Taichi! You ruined it! I was going to give Yamato the night of his life!" Kari cried sarcastically, looking at Yamato seductively. Taichi softened, then relented.
"Okay, okay. . . . .but mom and dad are out of town, remember? So that means eleven o'clock is curfew, alright?" Taichi said, glaring at Yamato. Both teens nodded and made a dash for the door, leaving the apartment and hopping into the car. Yamato screeched the tires as they sped down the street to the restauant they'd chosen.
Inside the eatery, everything was set up like a ship, nets hanging from the ceiling, old sea antiques lining the walls beside pictures. The waitress led Yamato and Kari through a mangle of tables to a small secluded one in the back of the building. A large aquarium sat on three sides of the table, the water glowing neon blue. Yamato and Kari sat down and marveled at the tropical fish inside the glass. Kari looked at Yamato, and Yamato returned her gaze, their features outlined in blue light. Yamato reached for Kari's hand and grasped it lightly in his as they chatted about everything they could think of.
The food soon arrived, and the couple ate hungrily, stopping every now and then to look into each other's eyes happily. As they left the establishment two hours after entering, they smiled and locked hands again, getting into the car and driving down the street toward the dance club.
**I'm leaving it there! Hahahaha! The next chapter should contain the remainder of the date, then it's going to get a little tragic as something terrible happens to someone. Is it Taichi, who's home alone? Is it Yamato and Kari as they're on their very first date? Or could it be Sora in Kyoto? And what about Mimi or Takeru? What do you think is going to happen?? Review this and let me know what you think is going to happen! Go ahead and guess! You might be right!!**
Angels Among Us
Chapter One: First Date
Yamato Ishida squirted some blue gel into his hands, rubbing them together as he spread the cold goo evenly on his hands. He looked into the mirror, his intense blue eyes studying his reflection carefully. He raised his hands above his head and rubbed the gel into his blonde hair, creating little spikes of light colored locks pointing in several directions. He had changed a lot since he was younger. Now nineteen years old, Yamato wasn't as wirey as he used to be, filling out with a little muscle. He had given up his band for college, where he was a freshman. His hair was much shorter, but slightly long at the top. The only thing about Yamato that hadn't changed were his piercing blue, lady-killing, hypnotizing eyes. Those babies could render a woman helpless, as Yamato found out as a young teen.
Finished with his hair, Yamato walked out of his bathroom and into his room, where he searched through his closets in pursuit of somthing decent to wear. Takeru, Yamato's only brother and recently his new roomate in his apartment, stood in the doorway, leaning on the door and watching his brother with an amused smile on his face, his equally blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"Whatcha looking for, Yamato? Something special? Like for. . . . a date?" Takeru teased, grinning. Yamato jumped slightly, not knowing Takeru was in the doorway, then sighed in relief as he found what he'd been seeking.
"Yeah, I have a date tonight." Yamato said as he buttoned the black shirt up, fixing the collar as he continued to search for something else to wear.
"With who, pray tell!" Takeru asked, walking in and sitting on Yamato's bed. Yamato looked back at Takeru, then turned his attention back to his search.
"Kari." Yamato said simply. Takeru almost choked on his tongue, making Yamato smile slightly as he pulled out a nice pair of blue jeans and pulled them on.
"Why are you going out with Kari??" Takeru asked, shocked.
"Why do you go out with Mimi?" Yamato retorted. Takeru thought about the question, then shook his head.
"That's different! I'm sixteen, Mimi's eighteen. You're nineteen years old! Kari's just turning seventeen in a few months, that's not right!" Takeru stumbled.
"Mimi's going to turn nineteen way before you turn seventeen. There'll be a three year gap between you and Mimi longer than there will be between me and Kari." Yamato pointed out. Takeru sulked as he realized his brother had beat him. Grinning, Yamato punched his little brother playfully. Takeru stared evily at Yamato.
"Hey! Watch the hair!" Yamato cried as Takeru tackled him.
"Kari! Come out of there right now! I HAVE to go to the BATHROOM!!!!" Taichi begged, hopping on one foot. He heard his sister giggle from within the only bathroom in the apartment he shared with her and his parents. Taichi moaned in anguish, swiping his hand through his short brown hair as he continued to hop around the hallway, his dark chocolate eyes virtually brimming with tears as he waited impatiently. The door opened, and Kari walked out. Taichi bolted past her, not even taking notice of her in her pink haltar top and low cut jeans that showed off her stomach slightly. Kari shrugged and waited.
"Three. . .two. . .one. . ." Kari counted quietly. She heard Taichi suddenly call out from in the bathroom.
"Kari! What in the heck are you wearing?!?" Taichi cried, his voice muffled. Kari smiled and walked into her room, where she began twisting her shoulder-length brown hair and pinning the coils up with bobby pins. Taichi burst in, looking at Kari in shock. He grabbed a coat and wrapped it around his sister as he then stalked into her closet and searched for other clothes to wear.
"Kari, I refuse to let you go out on a date with someone you barely know looking like that! I mean, you don't even know this guy!" Taichi lectured, pulling out a baby tee-shirt and tossing it at Kari, who had finished her hair, eight little cornrows lining the crown of her brunette head. The rest of Kari's hair fell around her shoulder. Kari threw the shirt back at Taichi and smiled.
"I do know him. And so do you." Kari taunted. Taichi pondered her statement, then shrugged slightly.
"Who is he?" Taichi asked. Kari smiled brightly and whispered into Taichi's ear. Taichi's mouth opened wide as he cried out.
"No way, not Yamato! I forbid it!" Taichi yelled, shaking a finger at Kari, who yawned.
"And why is that?" Kari asked. Taichi froze in mid-shake.
"I don't know. . . .he's. . . .he's. . . .YAMATO!" Taichi retorted. Kari shook her head and pushed Taichi, who was still protesting, out the door. She sat down at her dresser and put on some makeup as Taichi continued to lecture from outside the room.
Yamato got out of his black neon and practically skipped to the Kamiya's door, knocking lightly. He'd been waiting all day to come over and get Kari. He had the entire night planned out. First they'd go eat at the new seafood restaurant down the street. Then they'd go dancing at the local club. Finally, Yamato would take Kari home and kiss her. Yamato nodded his head as the night's activities flooded through his mind. The door opened, and Yamato stopped in mid-thought as he came face to face with Taichi, who looked at Yamato skeptically.
"Hi Taichi, is Kari ready yet?" Yamato asked, trying to sound cool. Taichi didn't make a move. Yamato's stomach sank as he walked into the house with Taichi, sitting on the couch beside him and turning on the TV.
"So, how's Sora doing?" Yamato asked, referring to Taichi's finacee Sora Takenouchi, who was in Kyoto with her father studying clothing design in school.
"She's just fine. Now, about tonight. I don't want you to lay a hand on my sister. NO matter what she does. Don't touch her, or I'll-" Taichi said darkly.
"You'll do what?" Kari asked cheerily, startling both young men. Yamato stared in awe at Kari as Taichi stumbled, trying to cover his threats to Yamato. Kari pouted, putting her hands on her shapely hips and shifting her weight onto one foot.
"Aw, Taichi! You ruined it! I was going to give Yamato the night of his life!" Kari cried sarcastically, looking at Yamato seductively. Taichi softened, then relented.
"Okay, okay. . . . .but mom and dad are out of town, remember? So that means eleven o'clock is curfew, alright?" Taichi said, glaring at Yamato. Both teens nodded and made a dash for the door, leaving the apartment and hopping into the car. Yamato screeched the tires as they sped down the street to the restauant they'd chosen.
Inside the eatery, everything was set up like a ship, nets hanging from the ceiling, old sea antiques lining the walls beside pictures. The waitress led Yamato and Kari through a mangle of tables to a small secluded one in the back of the building. A large aquarium sat on three sides of the table, the water glowing neon blue. Yamato and Kari sat down and marveled at the tropical fish inside the glass. Kari looked at Yamato, and Yamato returned her gaze, their features outlined in blue light. Yamato reached for Kari's hand and grasped it lightly in his as they chatted about everything they could think of.
The food soon arrived, and the couple ate hungrily, stopping every now and then to look into each other's eyes happily. As they left the establishment two hours after entering, they smiled and locked hands again, getting into the car and driving down the street toward the dance club.
**I'm leaving it there! Hahahaha! The next chapter should contain the remainder of the date, then it's going to get a little tragic as something terrible happens to someone. Is it Taichi, who's home alone? Is it Yamato and Kari as they're on their very first date? Or could it be Sora in Kyoto? And what about Mimi or Takeru? What do you think is going to happen?? Review this and let me know what you think is going to happen! Go ahead and guess! You might be right!!**
