"Your smile is worth a million words"

Rei Sagara / Abeo Neco

Chapter Five

I want to have your babies

Sora sat in her room looking at her clock. It was quite late, but she wanted to make sure that Mimi was safe. So, not wanting to upset Mimi's father, she decided to call Miyako instead. Lifting the receiver she dialed up Miyako's cell phone that she had gotten for her 20th birthday that year.

The phone rang only twice before an excited Miyako answered the phone. "Hello, this is Miyako speaking, who, may I ask, is calling for me?" she questioned in a high-and-mighty tone of voice.

"Hey, Miya. I was just calling to see how your night went? You went shopping with Mimi, right?" She asked, leaning back in her chair.

"Oh, yeah! It was great! We ran into Koushiro, too! The two of them seem to be falling for each other!" Miyako laughed hysterically on the other end of the phone. "They were gazing into each other eyes and standin' close aaaaaall night long!" more laughter.

Sora laughed as well but it died quickly. "That's nice."

"What's wrong? Not happy? Was it Taichi?! I'll kill the bastard!"

"No, no," Sora shook her head, "It's fine, don't worry about it. He just forgot about our date... It isn't the first time, so I'm used to it."

Miyako sighed but then let out a soft laugh, "At least he's not cheating on you! Then I'd really have to kill him!"

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"Alright, Taichi," Yamato spoke deeply with a slight growl to his voice, "I think it's time we go. You're not gonna last much longer." The song that Taichi had previously chosen had been over for quite some time but Taichi had insisted that he was fine and still wanted to dance, so Yamato had gave in.

Taichi looked up at Yamato, who had grown a good few inches taller than him over the past years, and smiled, followed by a nod. "Sure, Ishidakun."

Yamato sighed and shook his head, "Why do you keep calling me that? We're friends, you don't have to be so damn polite."

A frown crossed Taichi's face. "I'm sorry." he then let go of Yamato and began his attempt to walk across the room to the front door. Yamato followed close behind, though, in fear that he might pass out and hit his head on something.

The sudden stop of Taichi confused Yamato, then Taichi turned to face him. "I need a ride home, please." He smiled.

Yamato smirked and nodded, then walked over to his friend and wrapped his arm around his waist for Taichi's support as they walked across the street to Yamato's car.

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Koushiro and Jyou had been talking for over an hour about anything and everything. Jyou was top of his class, but that was no surprise to Koushiro, they both had been two of the highest in high school.

"So, how is everyone else? Taichi, Mimi, everyone?" Jyou asked.

"They're doing fine, I guess." Koushiro said with a shrug. "Taichi and Sora are still together, it'll be six years soon, well, six on and off years. They've broken up so many times, I can't even count! But they always get back together within the next day or two."

Jyou laughed, "That sounds like them, alright!"

With a nod Koushiro continued, "Yamato's still got his band going, new one actually. The old guitarist left, and I think Taichi's taking his place. Miyako's... well, Miyako! And Mimi..." he trailed off, leaving Jyou on the edge of his seat.

"And Mimi....?"

"She's doing fine." Koushiro lied with a small smile.

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Taichi grinned over at Yamato from the passenger seat as Yamato was sitting down and buckling his belt. "I love you, and I want to have you're babies!" he exclaimed, lightly slapping his hand against Yamato's chest, taking him by complete and utter surprise. "Three boys, no, no, three girls, and two boys!" he raised his hand, switching between having two and three fingers showing before he fell asleep on the soft leather interior.

Yamato shook his head, his blonde hair falling in his eyes. He sighed, took one last look at Taichi, then put the car into gear and exited the parking lot, heading towards his apartment.

End Chapter Five

Authors notes: The phrase Taichi says about 'wanting to have Yamato's babies, three girls and two boys' comes from my cousin. It's her favorite phrase to say when she's drunk.