Recollections of Days Gone By
Disclaimer: No, I *don't* own Digimon. Tolei does…damn their oily hides… *cough* I mean…uh…never mind! Don't sue me! Oh yeah, I also don't own Another World which belongs to Gackt. However, I'd like to own Gackt ^__^ *drools* SO KAWAII!
A/N: I love my reviewers, I really do! *huggles all reviewers* It's 11.10pm and I can't sleep . Don't worry, I'll translate the song at the end! Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, more specifically….
Yama's Bi-atch – Lol. I liked that part too! I had problems deciding what he should throw, so I went with the shoe. Claire - *giggles and shakes head* Frilly apron…I could just see it! JLSCORPIO78 – I wanted more of them on TV too! They're together in the third movie or something… -.-* Jo – It just happened!! Sora made him more!! *-* - Thanks for your review! Mel – 'As usual'? Aww…I'm flattered! Crayon – You're as bad as I am! (No, it's not a bad thing) I'll try for more frilly lace aprons though! Lia – Superhero account? O.O I'll take your word for it lol! Love your reviews! Enchantress – Congratulations! You've given me the longest review so far! I'm glad you like it so much! On a sillier note…can't you see the hair gel attacking Yamato?? Toni – The insane asylum scares me too!! *hides* My friends threaten me with the men in white coats all the time!
To anyone that I've missed out, sorry! But thank you so much!
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Chapter Four: Another World
~ Yaburisuterareta magazine yogorenaki tamashii
Eiga no you na one scene anata nara anshin ~
He tightened his fingers around hers and she smiled up at him. "It's just school, Yama-kun," she murmured, touched by his concern, "Nothing's going to happen."
"You haven't met my fan club," he said in reply, refusing to let go.
She laughed, "Yamato, we don't have the same class and I don't think Ueda-sensei is going to let you follow me to Japanese History just because you feel protective." Gently, she pried her hand from his, "I'll see you later, okay?"
"But," he sighed reluctantly, "If they bother you, tell me." He pulled her close for a moment, it wasn't just the fangirls, he just didn't want to let her go. I'm being silly, but we've only been together for three days, and I don't really want to be separated from her just yet. "Why'd you have to take Japanese history anyway?" he muttered under his breath.
He was making it really hard to go to class. She didn't want to leave him either, but although her mother approved of their blossoming relationship, she might have complaints if all of Sora's grades started slipping. "Yamato…" she murmured, "I really have to go."
"Why?" he asked plaintively, making those puppy dog eyes she both adored and detested. She loved them because he always looked so cute but she hated them because he had the pleading look down to an art form.
She sighed, "Not that look, Yamato. Please?"
"What look?" he asked innocently, "I just don't want you to go."
I guess this is the meaning of 'tough love'. Sora leaned into his embrace, so their lips were almost touching, "Yama-kun," she breathed softly, "I don't want to go either…"
Yamato felt his pulse quicken, "So don't go," he whispered.
"But, I have to go, because if I fail this class, my mother will probably skin me alive. So," she broke free of his arms, "I'll see you later," she finished firmly.
He stared at her, "Oh, that was playing dirty," he said, crossing his arms.
"You know what they say," she smiled, "Alls fair in love and war."
He caught her in his arms again and kissed her softly, when it ended, she looked at him, face flushed. "So," he smirked evilly, "Is this love?"
It took her several moments to regain her composure, but she was all too aware of the fact that most of the school was watching them. "No," she managed finally, "This is war." She pulled of a lock of his hair, slipped from his arms and went to class.
His blue eyes followed her slim figure and he shook his head, "Damn."
~ "Yosomi shinai de…" anata to futari de
Ima kono sekai e sayonara o tsugete
Yukeru nara doko made mo tooku e ~
She slipped into her seat, cheeks still hot; I can't believe he did that in front of everyone! Sora placed a hand on her flushed face, wondering if she'd get over the embarrassment anytime soon. She busied herself with her books taking them out of her backpack carefully. Almost all of the girls in class were staring at her, she noticed, feeling her face heat up even more.
"So, Sora-chan," a slim girl approached her desk, leaning against it.
Sora groaned inwardly, Akimichi Yuki was pretty, popular and one of Yamato's more notorious fangirls. If it weren't for Jun she'd be the head of the Ishida Yamato fan club, Sora thought wryly, forcing herself to smile. "Konnichiwa, Yuki-san,"
"Oh, come now," the girl slid into the seat next to her, "Why so formal? We're friends, right?"
Sora had to bite her tongue to keep from retorting rudely, in truth, Yuki had never given her a second look before. "Sure, whatever you say," she muttered, "Did you want something?"
"Well," the other girl pretended to examine her perfectly manicured nails, "There should be no secrets between friends, right? So tell me, Sora-chan, what's going on with you and Yamato?"
"Yamato?" she feigned a confused look.
An irritated look masked the smile on Yuki's face for a moment, within seconds; the fake smile was back in place, "Ishida Yamato? The guy who just kissed you in front of the whole school? Really, Sora-chan, you shouldn't be so shy. Everyone saw the two of you."
"Hmm," Sora affected Yuki's conceited drawl, "Well, Yuki-chan, if everyone saw it, then there's really no need for me to explain anything, right?"
Yuki's friendly demeanour disappeared instantly, "Listen you stuck up bitch. Ishida Yamato is mine!" she slammed her fist down on the table, "So, you stay away from him," she hissed, "Or I will make your life a living hell. You got that?"
"What's going on?"
Sora wanted to hug Taichi, "Taichi, hi!" she smiled brightly, "Yuki was just leaving, why don't you sit here?"
Yuki gave Sora another threatening look, before turning to smile sweetly at Taichi, "All yours, Taichi-kun!"
"Uh, thanks," Taichi dropped his bag on the desk before he turned to talk to Sora, "What were you up to this weekend? Every time I called, you weren't home."
"Oh, uh…"
He grinned, "Your mother told me you were out with Yamato…"
"Mou!" she smacked his arm, "You did that on purpose, Taichi!"
"Ow," he whined, rubbing his arm, "So, did the two of you finally hook up?"
She scowled at him, "You are the nosiest person I know, Yagami Taichi! That is none of your business!"
"I'd say you did…"
Sora was about to hit him again when Ueda-sensei walked in the room. She breathed a sigh of relief, maybe Yamato had been right…if only he'd warned her about their friends as well as his fan club.
~ Dare yori mo tooku e
Yume nara samenai de
Kono sora no mukou e
"You can see another world" ~
"Hey," his grin faltered when he saw the look on her face, "Okay, what happened?"
Sora put her tray down with a sigh, "People I barely know have been coming up to me all day asking me about you!"
He put his arm around her shoulder, rubbing soothingly. He opened his mouth to answer her and she glared at him. "If you even think the words 'I told you so' I will hit you."
"I wasn't you going to say that!" he protested, "It'll be okay. The novelty will wear off eventually…"
"This," she said through gritted teeth, "Is not a novelty."
"I didn't say it was," he leaned over to kiss her forehead, "Look, eat lunch quickly and we can get out of here."
Sora leaned her head on his shoulder tiredly, "Where are we going?" she asked, eyes closed.
"Somewhere no one can bother us," he murmured softly.
"Sounds good, can I come?"
Sora cracked an eye open to look at the owner of the intrusive voice, "Shut up, Taichi-kun."
"I'm hurt," Taichi put his tray down, ignoring the evil look that Yamato was giving him, "I'm your best friend, and the two of you didn't even tell me! Didn't I tell you that Yamato would like the cookies, Sora? And Yamato, didn't I tell you that she wouldn't make cookies for just anyone?"
"Well," Yamato began, "I suppose…"
Sora raised an eyebrow, "It didn't happen quite like you described, Taichi."
"Where are my cookies? You said you'd make me some, remember?"
She buried her face in Yamato's shoulder, "Taichi, after all that's been going on I haven't had time to even think about cookies," she said in a muffled voice.
Yamato grinned, tuning out Taichi's complaints. He could have reminded Sora that she had made him a second batch after he'd left the first batch in the destroyed concert hall, but he preferred to keep his head where it was. It seemed impossible to get a quiet moment in school, he wanted some alone time with Sora, but it looked like he would have to wait. He slipped his arm protectively around her waist, I'll take every moment I can.
~ Machinami moss green kizutsuita tamashii
Kudakechiru taxi anata wa utsukutshii ~
"Are you working after school today?"
She put her books in her locker, slamming the door shut, "Yep," she finger combed her auburn hair absent-mindedly, "All this week."
"All this week?" he knew he sounded like he was whining, but he didn't care, "Can I come help?"
He slipped his arms around her waist, causing her to grin, "We don't have any spare aprons. But you looked kinda cute in that pink, frilly one."
Yamato flushed a lobster red, "I'm just glad no one saw that, my reputation would never live it down."
"I don't know," she teased, "Some of your fangirls might find it sexy…"
Her boyfriend rolled his blue eyes, "I don't care. The only person I want to find me sexy is you," he replied, pulling her closer and placing a small kiss at the base of her neck.
He felt her tense in his arms, looking up he followed her gaze, landing on Akimichi Yuki. "Sora? What's the matter?"
"Nothing," she murmured, gently breaking the circle of his arms, "We should get to class, Yamato." She didn't want him to fight her battles, and she didn't want him to get involved in this. She also didn't want to aggravate Yuki until she knew exactly what the girl was like. "I'll see you later."
He grabbed her arm, "Sora, what's up with you? We have the same class, remember?" His azure eyes searched her russet ones, "You sure you're okay?"
"Just fine," she gave him a shaky smile, "I spaced out for a moment, that's all."
Yuki was walking towards the two of them, Sora groaned inwardly, realising that the confrontation that she was trying to avoid was going to happen anyway. Maybe this won't be so bad. Maybe Yamato will remain rational, and there won't be a huge fight. She glanced at her boyfriend, reminding herself of all the arguments he had had in the past with Taichi. Or maybe, it'll rain digimon.
"Yama-chan," Yuki purred, resting her hand on his arm, "Are you coming to Geography?"
He frowned and shook her hand off, "Later, can't you see I'm busy, Yuki?"
"But, Yama-chan," she pouted prettily, giving Sora a disdainful look, "It can't be that important."
Sora bit her cheek to keep from saying something she would regret, she was forcing herself to be nice, "Yuki's right, Yamato, we should go to class."
He gave her another searching look, but didn't say anything. "Okay," he sighed, "We'll go to class." Sora tried to ignore the triumphant looks Yuki kept shooting her.
She did have to stifle her laughter however, when, a minute later, Yuki linked arms with Yamato, only to have him untangle himself and grab Sora's hand.
~ Kotoba o kawashite
"Nakanai de darling…"
Itoshii itami ni yasashiku dakarete
Yukeru nara doko made mo tooku
e ~
Yamato fiddled with his pen, absent-mindedly wondering when Sora was going to get back. Madsuki-sensei had recruited Sora, and the two of them had gone in search of the new textbooks their class was supposed to receive. He barely noticed when Yuki slid into the seat next to him.
"So, Yama-chan, are you doing anything after school today?" she asked, leaning towards him a little.
He frowned slightly, shifting backwards, "Um, I've got band practise tonight."
"That's tonight," she smiled at him flirtatiously, "What about this afternoon?"
Yamato was starting to feel a little cornered, "Homework," he replied shortly, refusing to look at her.
"Homework?" she laughed throatily, "You really need to get out more, Yama-chan," she pressed her hand on his arm, her face inches from his, "I can show you a good time if you want."
He looked at her hand like it was evil, "Um, no thanks, Yuki-san. Shouldn't you be getting back to your seat now? Madsuki-sensei could be back any minute now…"
As though on cue, the door to the classroom flew open, and Sora staggered in under the weight of ten large textbooks. Yamato instantly leapt to his feet, taking most of the books from her.
"Arigato, Yamato," she smiled at him, directing him to the teacher's desk.
"I wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I didn't help a damsel in distress, would I?" he murmured in her ear as they headed back to their desks. Sora tried her best to ignore the shivers that ran up and down her spine as his warm breath tickled her ear.
"Oh, Yuki-san," Sora couldn't ignore the murderous look on the other girl's face, "Um…that's my seat."
The slim girl stood up giving Sora a false smile, "Oh, why so it is, Sora-chan. Don't mind me, I was just talking to Yamato," she said frostily, sweeping across the room to her own seat as though she was wearing a ball gown instead of school uniform.
Yamato sighed with relief, "She's gone, thank Kami-sama. I thought she would never go away."
Sora bit her lip, worriedly. So much for avoiding a confrontation.
~ Yasashi kao o shite
Anata wa nakanai de
Waratta kao o misete
"You don't need another words" ~
Yamato decided he would give up on understanding women. Ever since geography, Sora had been distant. He knew that he hadn't done anything wrong, so it had to be something – or someone – else who was bothering her. She wouldn't tell him though, brushing off all his concerned inquiries with an "I'm fine, Yamato. Don't worry about me."
But he was worried. He cared a lot about Sora, both as a friend and something more. He didn't want anything to mess this up, a scowl momentarily crossed his features, no-one was going to mess this up. Maybe it was just because he had known Sora for so long before they'd started dating, but he'd never had a relationship like this before. They just seemed to 'click', he loved spending time with her, he loved making her smile and he loved making her laugh. He loved everything about her, and he was dangerously close to falling in love with her.
He slammed his locker shut. Logically, it was ridiculous, they'd only been official for three days, most people would tell him that you didn't fall in love after three days. But most people don't know Sora.
A girl like Sora was one in a million, understanding, kind, she was beautiful but she was one of those people that had inner as well as outer beauty. Bluntly put, she was a treasure. His treasure, and now that he'd found her, he was not going to let her go.
The worse thing he could do was rush her. Sure, she liked him, but would – could – she love him? Yamato leaned against his locker, lost in his thoughts. If he proclaimed his love now, he would most likely scare her off. And…he wasn't sure if this really was love. All he knew was that he'd do anything for her.
There was a sudden pain in his head and the world seemed to spin around him for a moment. His brilliant blue eyes focused on the grinning face of his so-called 'best friend'. "Taichi," he growled, "What the hell was that for?"
"Well," the leader of the older digidestined pretended to think for a moment, "You looked so peaceful just leaning against your locker while the whole school rushes around you trying to get to their next class." Taichi shook his head, "That's just bad. You're not allowed to be peaceful at school."
Yamato glared at him, "Whatever," he finally said, "Don't you have something better to do?"
"Nope," Taichi's grin grew wider, "Free period. Great aren't they?"
"Hn."
His friend's face grew serious, "What's bothering you, man?"
"Nothing," Yamato shouldered his backpack, "Why would anything be bothering me?"
Taichi shrugged, "Like I said, you were just standing there, staring into space."
"There's nothing the matter, Taichi," Yamato pushed past the brown-haired boy, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a class to get to."
Taichi ran a hand through his messy hair, watching his friend's retreating back. Sometimes you're too 'cool' for your own good, Ishida.
~ Tatoe donna ni kizuitsuite mo
Anata ga soba ni ita kara… ~
"Just what kind of stunt do you think you're pulling, Takenouchi?"
Yuki, backed up by several of her cohorts surrounded the red-headed girl, "I told you to stay away from Yamato, didn't I?"
Sora was refusing to be intimidated, even if they did outnumber her. They were still in school and there was no way that Yuki could actually do anything to her. "Just because you told me to, doesn't make it law, Akimichi." She had to keep from laughing at the outraged looks on the faces of Yuki's flunkies. "Yamato doesn't like having you around. Maybe you should give the poor guy a break, ne?"
There were two bright red spot on Yuki's normally pale face, "Why you little-" She advanced slowly, "You need to be taught a lesson in manners, Takenouchi," she spat, her pretty face contorted in anger.
"I don't want trouble, Yuki," Sora said slowly, "Yamato's free to hang out with who ever he wants."
"No, he's not!" the other girl screeched, "Not if it's a little slut like you!"
Sora's hands were balled into fists, "What did you call me?"
"You heard me," Yuki taunted, "I called you a slut. What're you going to do about it, Takenouchi?"
Breathe deeply, breathe deeply… Sora pushed her anger away, "I'm going to walk away. This discussion is getting ridiculous," she paused for emphasis, "And, getting into a fight with you is not going to prove anything." She began to walk away.
"Scared, are you?"
The old, tomboyish Sora would never have let anyone get away with that. A part of her still wanted to rush over there and completely destroy Yuki's smug too-perfect face. But doing that would get her nowhere and she knew it. "No," she replied calmly, "I'm just smart." She kept walking, ignoring the taunts that were being shouted at her back. She kept walking until she reached the school field.
With a sigh, she settled herself into a seated position under a large tree. Tears pricked the back of her eyes, and her throat stung, she buried her face in her arms. The taunts still hurt, even if they weren't true. She wished Yamato was here, but he was in class and this was her war anyway. If she couldn't stand up to the overtly obsessive fangirls then she had no right to date Yamato.
I just didn't know how hard this would be.
She brushed the unshed tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. I wish it could just be him and me…no fangirls…no one else… Like it had been last weekend, a small smile crept up her lips, lighting up her dulled eyes. It had been perfect, just the two of them, no one to interrupt, no one to interfere.
Snap out of it, Sora. Life isn't perfect and you know that.
"Sora?"
She looked up to see the last person she had expected, "Jun?" It was impossible to hide the incredulous note in her voice and the other girl smiled.
"Can I sit down?"
Sora moved over a little, "Sure, go ahead."
~ Dare yori mo tooku e
Yume nara samenai de
Kono sora no mukou e
"Watashi o dakeshimete…" ~
"I saw what Yuki did," Jun began, "I just wanted you to know that not all of us feel that way. Yuki's just a little…obsessive…"
"I can see that," Sora laughed, inwardly wondering what had brought about this change in the formerly Yamato-crazed Motimiya Jun. "Um, Jun? Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure," Jun leaned back against the tree, making herself comfortable.
"Why?"
There was an unidentifiable look on Jun's face and she laughed hollowly, "I was at the concert you know. When the 'monsters' attacked?" When Sora nodded, she continued, "Yeah, I saw how Yamato ran straight for you, like you were the only thing that was important."
Sora blushed a little, "Jun-"
"He's happy with you," the red haired girl continued, ignoring Sora's voice, "I'll have to admit that at first I was upset. I mean, who wouldn't be? Here was this guy I'd been practically throwing myself at for so long and he never noticed me," she shook her head ruefully, "I used to be jealous of you. You guys got along so well, you were such good friends…" she trailed off for a moment and Sora put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Jun, Yamato's just one of those people that doesn't let people in much," Sora smiled at her, "Well, he was getting better at letting people in, but then came the whole band thing and the fans and that put him on his guard again."
Jun laughed, a genuine laugh this time, "I came over here hoping to cheer you up, and you're the one comforting me."
Sora joined in, "Believe me, Jun, you've made me feel better."
"Listen," Jun said, her expression serious again, "Don't let Yuki get to you, she's all talk and no action. She's just hoping to scare you off," a small grin graced her face, "She doesn't realise she's got a snowball's chance in hell of being with Yamato."
"That's a nice way of putting it," Sora smiled, playing with the ends of her hair, "Thanks, Jun."
The other girl's face was surprised, "No thanks necessary, Sora. I like you, and I'd like it if we could be friends," a tentative smile crossed her face.
"You know something, Jun? I'd like it if we could be friends too," Sora smiled. Who would have thought that Motimiya Jun would be the one to encourage me. Wonders will never cease.
"Am I interrupting something?"
The sunlight shone through the golden-brown strands of Yamato's hair and Sora had to blink a couple of times before being able to see him.
"Not at all," Jun said, standing up and brushing at her skirt, oblivious to the glare he was giving her, "I need to get going anyway," she smiled at Sora, "I'll talk to you later, Sora."
"Sure," Sora returned the smile easily.
Yamato sat down where Jun had been, slinging his arm around her shoulder, "Okay, what's going on? Last time I checked, Jun was one of my obsessive fangirls…"
She leaned her head against his shoulder, "Upset because you've lost another fan?"
"She wasn't bothering you, was she?" Yamato tipped her chin up so he could look into her eyes, "Is that what's been bugging you all day?"
"No, Jun wasn't bothering me."
He waited several seconds, "And?"
"There is no 'and'," she said firmly, "It's nothing I can't handle, Yamato."
"Aha! So there is something!"
Sora groaned, unable to believe she'd slipped up that easily, "Promise not to get mad?" She looked up at him pleadingly.
"I'm not making any promises I can't keep," he took one look at her face and almost relented – almost, "Damn it, Sora! Don't give me that look!" He was helpless before those brown eyes and he knew it, "Sora…" he whined, "Come on, can't you just tell me?"
She shook her head.
"Fine," he sighed, "I will try very hard not to get angry."
"I almost got in a fight with Yuki today," she said quickly, ducking her head.
"You WHAT? What happened?"
Sora shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant, "She said some things I didn't like. We had a minor disagreement."
"A 'minor disagreement'," he made a disbelieving noise in the back of his throat, "What did she say?"
"She
called me a slut…"
"She WHAT?" Yamato began to get up, but Sora held him back, "Let me go, Sora,"
he said quietly, "Let me go, damn
it!"
"No," she insisted, "You promised!"
"I promised I would try not to get mad," he reminded her.
"Yamato…" Sora refused to let go of his arm, "You're overreacting," she said quietly. "I'm fine, Jun and I were talking, and," she had to struggle not to laugh at the disbelieving look on his face, "Apparently not all of your devoted fan club feel the way Yuki does."
"Jun told you this?" She nodded in response, and he laughed, "I don't believe it." Yamato sighed, nuzzling against her neck causing her lips to twitch into a soft smile, "I just don't want them to scare you off."
She kissed him gently, "No-one is going to scare me off Ishida, I get the feeling that you're going to be stuck with me for a long time yet."
He laughed and pulled her closer for another kiss.
~ Yasashii kao o shite
Anata wa nakanai de
Sayonara wa iwanaide
"You don't need another words"
"You can see another world" ~
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A/N: I'm sorry I took so long to get this out! Bad case of writer's block combined with the general Christmas rush…that and I was a bit sick. Please R&R and go download this song! (Gackt promotion) Speaking of Gackt, has everyone heard his new single? O_O WOW!! It's SO good!! Gackt is so amazing!!~
Yamato: Sorry, she's been like this for the whole week…
Hush, you! You're just jealous!
Yamato: Huh! Why would I be jealous? Just because he's an established musician and my band and I are just starting out and…oh.
Hah! See, plenty of reasons!
Yamato: Yeah, well…I'm still not jealous…much…
'Much' he says, 'much'.
Yamato: *glare* You're not making any sense…
Or is it, 'You're not making much sense'?
Yamato: *looks confused* What?
*giggles* Nothing…
Yamato: And you put me in the asylum?
*looks thoughtful* Didn't you like it there? All the happy people…
Yamato: *looks panicked* Didn't you promise these nice people a lyrics translation?
Oh yeah…here it is guys!
Another World
A trashed out magazine An untarnished spirit
A movie like one scene If it's you I'm okay
"Don't you ever look away" it's just the two of us
Say goodbye to the whole wide world
We're heading away as far as we can
Farther than anyone else
If it's a dream then don't wake up
If you turn towards the sky
"You can see another world"
Along the street its moss green A wounded spirit
A smashed up taxi You're beautiful
Exchange a few words
"Don't cry darling…"
Held gently by our dearest pains
We're heading off as far as we can
Looking at you tenderly
You won't cry
Let me see you smile
"You don't need another words"
No matter how much we hurt each other
All 'cause you were at my side
Farther than anyone else
If it's a dream then don't wake up
If you turn towards the sky
"Hold me tight…"
Looking at you tenderly
You won't cry
Don't say goodbye
"You don't need another words"
"You can see another world"
Thanks to Mina-P
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