A/N Okiedokies! Sixth part o' Mine Forever, and it's like... 3 years later.
And Sora is a... naw, you'll have to read it! Okay, I suggest to lil' kids
under 13 NOT TO READ THIS, it's kinda... adult material. Ya... so LEAVE IF
YER UNDER THE AGE OF 13!!
Disclaimer: IdonotownD-Mon.
Mine Forever
Sora was leaning against the bar. Her heavy black makeup was making her seem different, like she never was before. She had tight leather shorts on, and a leather cropped top with only one sleeve. Her cinnamon hair now had black streaks in, and she had heavy black boots on.
She turned around to face Amy, the female bartender. Amy had met Sora when she had moved from Japan, and turned her into a Goth.
"Hey, another shot of tequila," Sora said, pushing her shot glass towards her friend. Amy grabbed it, and gave her a refill. Sora lifted the glass to her lips, and gulped it down. She shook her head slightly, and placed the glass back onto the counter.
She turned to the stage in the middle of the big bar. She saw a couple of girls singing 'Round round' by Sugababes. She laughed silently to herself, hearing the girls' horrible singing.
She heard the music finish, and she took quick strides to the stage. She quickly hopped up, grabbing the microphone.
Sora tapped her hand against her thigh to the beat of the music.
She started singing to Pink's 'Just like a pill'. Her strong voice reached the darkest corners of the bar, as she did her own dance.
She heard the guys cheer her on, and her moves got wilder as the cheers increased.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sora hobbled to her apartment door on her high heels, after about four hours of singing at the bar. She pawed through her leather purse for her keys. She unlocked her door, walked in shakily, and fell on her bed. She threw her high heels on the floor, and curled up. Soon she was in a dreamless sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey, baby," a guy's voice sounded distant in Sora's mind, and she tried to reach it. She shook her head to wake up, and saw the blue eyes. She smiled.
"Hey Jason," she greeted her boyfriend, who leaned down to kiss her.
Sora sat up, and walked over to her fridge. She yanked it open, searching for something to eat. She pulled out a small salad.
"This'll have to do..." she mumbled and walked out onto her small balcony. She stuck her fork through an olive. She popped it into her mouth, and chewed hungrily.
As she ate, she gazed at the streets of New York City. She hadn't exactly become what she promised her parents three years ago. She had become something else. A hooker.
She sighed as she ate the rest of her small breakfast, and saw Jason leave out of the corner of her eye.
She set down the plastic packet, and got out her cigarettes. She took out her lighter, lifted a cigarette to her mouth, and lit it.
Another sigh escaped her mouth. The smoke floated up, into the grey sky.
'Looks like it's gonna rain...' she thought, 'But doesn't it always?'
She walked inside briskly, whipping open her closet doors. The sight of leather clothes greeted her. She chose only a halter top, and tight pants, both leather of course.
Sora slipped the top over her head, and tied the two strings behind her neck. She pulled on her leather pants, fastened them, and placed a belt over her small waist. The crystals on her blue leather belt sparkled like crazy as she moved.
She went back to her balcony, and leaned over the edge. She closed her eyes, and remembered her friends back at her home country.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Matt shook his head to wake himself up. He glanced at his clock. 5:10 AM. He sighed.
He had been waking up early ever since the night TK confessed.
[Flashback]
"TK, why are you so angry at me?" Matt asked, pinning TK to the wall.
"I hate you," TK choked from behind his tears. "Now let me go!"
Matt held his grip. He pressed down harder. "Truth, TK."
TK closed his eyes and lowered his head. "Remember what you promised?"
Matt looked confused.
"You promised you wouldn't do it... until I was eighteen!" TK said quietly, barely in a whisper.
"That's... why you're mad?"
"You don't get it..." TK replied, "You're my brother! You promised to take care of me, until I grew up! You swore it! To mother!"
"I know..." Matt said.
"You know me..." TK said, before slipping from Matt's grip, and running off.
Matt stood there, confused.
'TK... he... doesn't like to be...' Matt's mind raced to find the right word.
'He hates when someone breaks his promises...' [End of Flashback]
Matt sighed once more. 'That was three years ago...'
He got up, wrapping the sheet around his waist, and walking over to his small kitchen. He yanked open the fridge door, and peered inside.
'Great, I'm running out of food!' he thought to himself, slamming the door shut. He'd have to go to the shops later.
He hadn't seen Sora ever since the night it happened. He hadn't heard from her, and for many months, he'd wondered why she wrote 'T.N.Y.' on the note to her mother.
He slipped on a pair of baggy black pants, and a baggy shirt. He left it open, not bothering to close it.
He sat down on his couch, and turned on the TV. He flipped through the music channels.
'Man, is that all that's on?' he wondered as he paused on KISS. Soppy girls' songs. No rock or pop for guys.
He skipped to Q, only to find Avril Lavigne. He sighed. He quickly turned the TV off.
"Life's like this..." he muttered to himself. He was slightly shocked to find himself singing Avril Lavigne's 'Complicated'. 'Aw heck, might as well,' he agreed.
Soon he was dancing about his apartment singing the song. He fell over as the phone rang. He picked it up, still lying on the floor, and in a shaky voice, he answered.
"Hello... Yamato Ishida speakin',"
"Matt!" the other voice said, and Matt immediately sat up.
"Sora...?"
"That's my name," she said. "So... how's it going?"
"Fine, I guess... where are you calling from? Where do you live right now?" Matt was bursting with questions.
Sora giggled slightly. "Look... I can't tell you... but..." she paused for a moment. "I... love... you..."
Matt closed his eyes. "I know... I wish you wouldn't have left... I loved you ever since the Digital World,"
"Oh shit, I have to really run now! Bye, Yama!" then she hung up. Matt hung up as well, and sat down in the armchair. Memories hit him like a huge tidal wave, from their date, their last hours together.
He lifted the headphones that were on the coffee table and slid them over his head. He grabbed the stereo remote, and pressed 'Play'.
A/N Kaydoz, thas all for now, folks! This one was full of sop and sap and whatever... ¬.¬
Sorry for the crappiness! Crappiness: 999%.
~Brought to you by,~
~**Crazi, 'The Insanity'**~
Disclaimer: IdonotownD-Mon.
Mine Forever
Sora was leaning against the bar. Her heavy black makeup was making her seem different, like she never was before. She had tight leather shorts on, and a leather cropped top with only one sleeve. Her cinnamon hair now had black streaks in, and she had heavy black boots on.
She turned around to face Amy, the female bartender. Amy had met Sora when she had moved from Japan, and turned her into a Goth.
"Hey, another shot of tequila," Sora said, pushing her shot glass towards her friend. Amy grabbed it, and gave her a refill. Sora lifted the glass to her lips, and gulped it down. She shook her head slightly, and placed the glass back onto the counter.
She turned to the stage in the middle of the big bar. She saw a couple of girls singing 'Round round' by Sugababes. She laughed silently to herself, hearing the girls' horrible singing.
She heard the music finish, and she took quick strides to the stage. She quickly hopped up, grabbing the microphone.
Sora tapped her hand against her thigh to the beat of the music.
She started singing to Pink's 'Just like a pill'. Her strong voice reached the darkest corners of the bar, as she did her own dance.
She heard the guys cheer her on, and her moves got wilder as the cheers increased.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sora hobbled to her apartment door on her high heels, after about four hours of singing at the bar. She pawed through her leather purse for her keys. She unlocked her door, walked in shakily, and fell on her bed. She threw her high heels on the floor, and curled up. Soon she was in a dreamless sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey, baby," a guy's voice sounded distant in Sora's mind, and she tried to reach it. She shook her head to wake up, and saw the blue eyes. She smiled.
"Hey Jason," she greeted her boyfriend, who leaned down to kiss her.
Sora sat up, and walked over to her fridge. She yanked it open, searching for something to eat. She pulled out a small salad.
"This'll have to do..." she mumbled and walked out onto her small balcony. She stuck her fork through an olive. She popped it into her mouth, and chewed hungrily.
As she ate, she gazed at the streets of New York City. She hadn't exactly become what she promised her parents three years ago. She had become something else. A hooker.
She sighed as she ate the rest of her small breakfast, and saw Jason leave out of the corner of her eye.
She set down the plastic packet, and got out her cigarettes. She took out her lighter, lifted a cigarette to her mouth, and lit it.
Another sigh escaped her mouth. The smoke floated up, into the grey sky.
'Looks like it's gonna rain...' she thought, 'But doesn't it always?'
She walked inside briskly, whipping open her closet doors. The sight of leather clothes greeted her. She chose only a halter top, and tight pants, both leather of course.
Sora slipped the top over her head, and tied the two strings behind her neck. She pulled on her leather pants, fastened them, and placed a belt over her small waist. The crystals on her blue leather belt sparkled like crazy as she moved.
She went back to her balcony, and leaned over the edge. She closed her eyes, and remembered her friends back at her home country.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Matt shook his head to wake himself up. He glanced at his clock. 5:10 AM. He sighed.
He had been waking up early ever since the night TK confessed.
[Flashback]
"TK, why are you so angry at me?" Matt asked, pinning TK to the wall.
"I hate you," TK choked from behind his tears. "Now let me go!"
Matt held his grip. He pressed down harder. "Truth, TK."
TK closed his eyes and lowered his head. "Remember what you promised?"
Matt looked confused.
"You promised you wouldn't do it... until I was eighteen!" TK said quietly, barely in a whisper.
"That's... why you're mad?"
"You don't get it..." TK replied, "You're my brother! You promised to take care of me, until I grew up! You swore it! To mother!"
"I know..." Matt said.
"You know me..." TK said, before slipping from Matt's grip, and running off.
Matt stood there, confused.
'TK... he... doesn't like to be...' Matt's mind raced to find the right word.
'He hates when someone breaks his promises...' [End of Flashback]
Matt sighed once more. 'That was three years ago...'
He got up, wrapping the sheet around his waist, and walking over to his small kitchen. He yanked open the fridge door, and peered inside.
'Great, I'm running out of food!' he thought to himself, slamming the door shut. He'd have to go to the shops later.
He hadn't seen Sora ever since the night it happened. He hadn't heard from her, and for many months, he'd wondered why she wrote 'T.N.Y.' on the note to her mother.
He slipped on a pair of baggy black pants, and a baggy shirt. He left it open, not bothering to close it.
He sat down on his couch, and turned on the TV. He flipped through the music channels.
'Man, is that all that's on?' he wondered as he paused on KISS. Soppy girls' songs. No rock or pop for guys.
He skipped to Q, only to find Avril Lavigne. He sighed. He quickly turned the TV off.
"Life's like this..." he muttered to himself. He was slightly shocked to find himself singing Avril Lavigne's 'Complicated'. 'Aw heck, might as well,' he agreed.
Soon he was dancing about his apartment singing the song. He fell over as the phone rang. He picked it up, still lying on the floor, and in a shaky voice, he answered.
"Hello... Yamato Ishida speakin',"
"Matt!" the other voice said, and Matt immediately sat up.
"Sora...?"
"That's my name," she said. "So... how's it going?"
"Fine, I guess... where are you calling from? Where do you live right now?" Matt was bursting with questions.
Sora giggled slightly. "Look... I can't tell you... but..." she paused for a moment. "I... love... you..."
Matt closed his eyes. "I know... I wish you wouldn't have left... I loved you ever since the Digital World,"
"Oh shit, I have to really run now! Bye, Yama!" then she hung up. Matt hung up as well, and sat down in the armchair. Memories hit him like a huge tidal wave, from their date, their last hours together.
He lifted the headphones that were on the coffee table and slid them over his head. He grabbed the stereo remote, and pressed 'Play'.
A/N Kaydoz, thas all for now, folks! This one was full of sop and sap and whatever... ¬.¬
Sorry for the crappiness! Crappiness: 999%.
~Brought to you by,~
~**Crazi, 'The Insanity'**~