It has been two weeks, and my relationship with Sora and I was back to the way it was, much to my liking. We've been up to lots of stuff, e.g.: running me down with her bike, got me stuck with Miss Fushikawa during the astronomy night, super glued my head to my desk, placed some chili in my hotdogs, filled my locker with frogs, threw some girls underwear into my room and wrote my name at the top of the girl's toilet hall of fame… you know the usual stuff. It's not that, I the almighty Yamato Ishida didn't do anything to get back at her.
The only problem is that she always manages to get back at me first before I could do anything.
Heck, that girl never seems to run out of ideas.
Now here I am entering the school compound when.
*SMACK*
I open my eyes to see Sora Takenouchi running away with a thick history book that just smacked me in the face. I feel like chasing her down right then and tight her up on tree with lot and lots of red army ants… but unfortunately I can't… if I want to get that recording deal with her dad, I'll just have to hold back just for a while.
Anyway today I'm meeting Mr. Arai after school, I'm gonna meet my band and do some test run and try a couple of songs with them. Mr. Arai said we needed to get to know each other better if we wanted to be in a band.
Right… all of them are like 19 to 20 years old… what would be our topic of conversation? How to get me through my puberty?
Anyway off to class…
Sora was already in her seat when Yamato entered. And she doesn't seem to be in a good mood,
'Almost all of my time was spent in trying to make this baka life's miserable and he's just… ignored it! What is his problem?!' Sora thought annoyed.
School was finally over, Sora was reading a magazine behind her chemistry book when she felt someone knock her head from behind slamming it to the desk, Sora look up to find her attacker only to find Matt running to the door holding his tongue out at her.
'At last! I thought he never fight back!' Sora thought a smile forming on her face. She chirped happily as she quickly threw her books under her desk and walked out of the classroom.
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Le Noir
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I walked inside this fancy hotel, thank god I listened to my father's advice and wore something formal. Although I hate the bow, whoever invented this crap has to be gay or ran out of cloth to make a tie.
Then a guy stopped me, he had this fierce impression on his face, "Your invitation?" He asked.
"I don't have one, but I'm here to meet Mr. Arai," Yamato said holding up the name card Mr. Arai gave him.
"How old are you kid?" The man asked again.
"16." Matt answered
The man laughed, and I wasn't impressed.
"And you expect me to believe Mr. Arai would even want to see you?!" The man said as he continued laughing.
Yamato rolled his eyes and grin pretending to laugh, then before you could even say… Loser, the man was down.
Yamato blew on his fist (Author's Notes: You know the way cowboys blow their gun after finish shooting?) and straightened himself before walking casually into the…
'Wow… this place is amazing,' Matt said mentally, gazing at the large crystal chandelier on the ceiling. The place was huge… or should we say enormous! They were people everywhere, you now the A-list people. Almost every single artist you can name or even list down under Universal music was there.
"Mr. Ishida?" A woman asked.
Matt nodded in acknowledgement.
"I'm Suzy, Mr. Arai's secretary. You talked to me once on the phone." She introduced.
Matt finally recalled.
"How are you," Yamato said taking her hand and kissed it like a gentleman.
"I'm fine," She said blushing, "Come, Mr. Arai and the others are waiting for you."
Yamato tagged along behind her, 'Thank kami-sama! I've been practicing that being-a-gentleman-thingy the whole afternoon.'
Then he saw them, his band. His very own band, the feeling was as if he had received a new Play station 2.
"Yamato, I'm glad you could make it." Mr. Arai said patting his shoulder, "Now I would like to introduce you to your band mates.
'Toru, Hiragezawa, Kirei and Lee…' Matt said in his mind recalling his band mate's name.
They we're cool dudes Toru's a Grunge person.
Hiragezawa, Hip hop.
Kirei, Punk
and Lee, Techno.
We got a good mix here.
We got along nicely and amazingly our topic of conversation wasn't about my puberty! We chatted like buddies, like we've known each others for years, we can even guess what each of us is gonna say next.
Yeah things went nicely… until…
"Yamato I like you to meet somebody." Mr. Arai said pulling me aside. I removed my attention from the guys to see a middle aged woman who looked younger than her age.
"I like you to meet my beautiful wife, Nanako." (Author's Notes: Please someone!! Anyone! What's Sora mother's name!?? If not I'll have to stick to Nanako!)
Yamato smiled and kissed her hand like he practiced. Mrs. Takenouchi looked flattered, but then she moved to one side revealing…
"And my daughter, Sora." Mr. Arai introduced.
Matt almost suffocated at the sight of Sora, partly of shock and partly because of the dress she's wearing. It was a cerulean blue dress with corset-like top tight with a string at the back, revealing her bare back and her evenly toned navel plus a long flowing skirt that fitted her like a second skin. She looked soo good she's practically glowing with radiance.
Sora was shocked to for a while, but regained her cool almost immediately. Sora enjoyed looking at the expression on Matt's face, it was priceless. Then she was up to her pranks again.
"So aren't you going kiss my hand?" Sora said amusingly trying not to laugh.
Yamato felt like turning that girl into an egg salad and squash her with a food processor. Agitated, Matt unwillingly picked up Sora's hand and kissed it. His lip merely brush on its smooth surface, he was gritting his teeth hard. He felt like his hair had been caught by fire.
"Nice to meet you," Matt replied with a charming smile.
"Ah! That's my friend over there, why don't I leave you two together. You are at the same age, and perhaps you'll have lots of things to talk about!" Mr. Arai said leaving them.
Sora smiled sweetly at her father as he disappeared into the crowd.
"What are you doing here baka?!" Sora said through her still smiling lips.
"I'm here to sign a record deal!" Matt answered in the same gesture.
"So you're the guy my father's been babbling about," Sora said passing a sharp glance at him.
"The one and only." Matt said proudly before yelping in pain as Sora stomped him on his foot with her heels.
"Oi Matt!" Kirei called, "There you are!" he said as he and the others move towards them.
"Hi Kirei," Sora said lamely.
"You know her?" Matt asked the four of them.
"Yep!" They all answered.
"I can still remember it," Toru said, getting misty eyed.
"She was 9 years old when I first met her, she had pigtails back then," Toru, being the oldest said.
"Pigtails?" Yamato said with a coy smile.
"Yeah! And we even seen her baby pictures, she was so adorable!" Toru goaded.
"Toru!" Sora said turning steaming red.
"Really?" Yamato said, "This is starting to get very interesting…" He said smiling devilishly.
"That's enough," Sora said nervously, "We're going dancing!" Sora made an excuse and dragged Yamato away from them.
"We are?" Yamato said clueless, "Hey! Hey! But I wanna listen!" He protested.
"Over my dead body!" Sora said pulling his hand and placed it on her waist and taking the other hand in hers. Sora tried to dance, but Matt wouldn't move.
"Why aren't you moving?!" Sora asked him.
"For your information, Bitch. I can't dance." Matt said.
"Whatever, it's a piece of cake. Just follow my lead." Sora ordered.
They were doing just fine when…
"Ouch! You step on my foot! BAKA!!" Sora whispered furiously.
"Served you right…" Yamato said to himself.
"What!" Sora yelled slowly.
"Nothing." He replied.
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After a While
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Sora tip toed and leaned to Matt's ear and whispered sexily into it, "Yamato…"
"What?" He said cold sweat forming on his forehead
"Hands away from my butt." She warned.
Matt quickly pulled his hand up her back when it inadvertently met against a set of stray string on Sora's dress. Matt hands playfully twined and twirled with the string.
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After a While
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"Ouch!" Sora yelped.
That was the 11th time Matt stepped on Sora's foot and the 99th time Yamato offered to stop. Her tiny foot has practically doubled its normal size now.
"You want to stop now, Bitch?" Matt asked her for the hundredth time.
"Ok…" Sora gave up, "We stop… NOW!" She almost screamed as Yamato stepped on her foot yet again.
They moved over behind the large curtains away from the people.
Matt leaned against the wall while Sora bends down to take off her shoes, looking at her swollen foot.
"Baka… I think rather have a 12 hour fight with you rather than a 5 minutes dance with you." Sora scolded.
Matt merely sighed and gave her the I-told-you-I-can't-dance look.
Sora gave her foot a good rub and put her shoes back on.
Just as she was about to get up, out of the blue her corset fell off.
Matt eyes bulged.
Sora quickly scurried away to the curtain and cuddled herself in it.
Yamato just stared there mouth open.
He swallowed slowly.
"BAKA HENTAI!" Sora yelled to him careful not to sound so loud. "You pulled the knot on my corset!!"
"I didn't! I thought it was just a stray string! Or a thread!" He said trying to defend himself.
"You did it on purpose! You BAka!" Sora said still cuddled up in the curtain.
"But you do look cute… w-" Yamato grinned.
"I do not look cute!" She protested, then she muted. "You didn't saw my…" Sora trailed.
Her large ruby eyes stared in disbelief.
"You think…?" He said
Sora turned scarlet and chucked him one of her stilettos.
"Hey!" Yamato said as he dodged it.
Sora put her leg out trying to pull the corset over to her.
"Need any help?" Yamato offered.
"No! Don't you dare take a step near me Baka!" Sora glared.
"Fine… Don't say I didn't ask." Yamato shrugged.
"This is so nice. I wonder what the school reaction'll be when they found out about this." Yamato pursue.
"You wouldn't dare," Sora tested him
"Think so?" Matt said with a dirty smirk on his face.
Sora grunted.
She reached down trying to grab the corset. With a kick and five minutes of struggling she conclusively succeeded.
Still covered in the curtains, she adjusted the garment firmly, still complaining.
Yamato just stared out the window to enchanting atmosphere of the city night sky trying to name every single constellation he could find. (Author's Notes: You know when you're a nerd boy genius, you just can't resist the temptation of doing that.)
Sora tried her best to tie the string, but she couldn't see or even reach the string. Then she finally gave up and looks for the nearest person she could find.
Sora looked around only to see… him.
Sora glides over to the window and did a fake cough.
Yamato glanced behind his shoulder to Sora.
"Can you…?" She said gesturing to the string.
"You're being friendly," He asked shifting his head to the side.
"Ok cut the crap Baka! You untied it, now tie it back!" She exploded.
Yamato gave her a really coy smile and turned around to face her. He stood a good one foot taller than her.
"Aren't you gonna lift up your arm?" Matt asked, since it was the only way for him to tie the string.
"If I lift up my arm this thing will fall off!" Sora exclaimed.
"So…?" Yamato said flatly.
Sora kicked his leg furiously as she started to march away.
Matt caught her by her shoulder and apologized.
"Come on," Yamato said.
Sora gave him a-I'll-kill-you-look then sashayed back to him.
Sora warily leaned towards Matt and hugged him tightly making sure that her corset won't fall off, lifting her arms and wrapped it around Matt's neck.
Matt moved his hand behind her and started tying the string.
Sora could feel Matt's hot breath on her back. Her face started to flush, as Matt's hand moved up and down her back gracing smoothly on her skin. Sora closed her eyes letting her dark eyelash rest on her porcelain cheek.
Yamato inhaled and breathed the sweet smell of Sora's hair. It was the sweetest scent in the whole world, it smelled like strawberry and vanilla and her skin was so soft under his skin they felt like cotton candy. Yamato beamed as he could sense her tensed under his touch.
He had finish tying her corset up, but they continued to stay like that.
"Yamato!" a voice yelled.
They quickly drew apart, looking at the direction of the voice.
Toru stood there panting after running almost half-way across the enormous hall.
"Hey! It's almost our turn! Come on!" Toru said as he pulled Matt with him.
Sora watched as Matt and Toru ran towards the stage.
"Hope you die of stage fright up there baka!!" Sora yelled.
Sora touched her back, then she discerned. 'What just happened?'
Am I… falling…