**Okay I've got the second chapter here for you! It's been a busy day for me; my friends have finally graduated!! Now I get to go to lots of fun parties and eat some really good cake! Yum!! Anyway, here's this next part for you I hope ya'll like it a lot!**

Learning To Breathe

Yamato walked Sora up to his apartment and unlocked the door. Yamato's father looked up from the kitchen table where he was reading the paper and smiled, his brown eyes surveying the couple.

"That wasn't a very long outing, Yamato." Mr. Ishida said calmly, folding the paper and standing, nodding to Sora politely. Yamato blushed and looked down at Sora, who was also slightly blushing.

"The elevator stopped working while I was in it, and Sora was hungry so I brought her up instead of going out." Yamato explained. For a brief second, he could almost feel the kiss as the memory of it floated through his mind. He shivered slightly and walked with Sora over to the fridge, pulling out the leftovers from dinner that night.

"Well, it's a bit late, so I'm heading to bed." Mr. Ishida said, yawning and turning to leave the kitchen.

"Goodnight, Mr. Ishida." Sora said courteously. Mr. Ishida nodded and walked into his room, closing the door. Sora turned around and looked at Yamato, who was spooning some rice onto a plate for her. Her large brown eyes then moved to the clock and she smiled.

"Your father certainly gets tired early, huh?" Sora asked as she sat down at the table, fiddling with the salt and pepper shakers.

"Not really, why do you ask?" Yamato answered, putting the food in the microwave and turning it on. Sora smiled and pointed at the clock on the wall.

"It's eight thirty, that's why." Sora stated, grinning. Yamato's eyes widened and he began to laugh.

"That's my dad for you. Always prepared to leave the apartment to me. Well, I'll show him. Let's go out tonight, just the two of us. I want to spend time with you all to myself, and we can't do that here necessarily." Yamato said, grinning mischievously. Sora felt Yamato's hand on her shoulder, and turned in time to greet his lips on hers.

"Yamato. . . . " Sora whispered into his mouth, aching to kiss him more. She turned to face him as the microwave sounded, startling them both. Yamato smiled at Sora, then pulled a hot plate of rice and chicken out of the microwave. He turned his back for two seconds to get a glass of milk for Sora, and when he turned back, there sat Sora with an empty plate.

"I told you I was starving." Sora said as she stood up, giggling at Yamato as he stared in amazement at the empty dish.

"Wow you eat fast. And you eat a lot too! I didn't even eat that much for dinner!" Yamato joked. Sora pretended to take offense and turned to leave. Yamato met her at the door and wrapped a strong arm around her waist.

"Not so fast. I'm not through with you." He whispered huskily into her ear. Sora felt a chill up her spine as she took a breath and turned to face Yamato, still in his grip.

"Oh really?" Sora whispered back, gazing into Yamato's blue eyes coyly. Yamato felt himself losing control for a moment before regaining his composure and smiling seductively.

"You bet. You're going to stay here with me for awhile and watch a movie with me. Then I'm going to take you home and put you to bed." Yamato said quietly, his voice making Sora shiver.

"Well, I suppose I can do that. But I have some plans for you too, boy." Sora replied. She giggled when she saw Yamato's eyes widen.

"I'm going to kiss you. And you're going to kiss me." Sora instructed, leaning up on her toes and kissing Yamato lightly. She backed away before the kiss intensified. Yamato leaned in for more, but Sora turned her face away, denying him playfully. Undeterred, Yamato scooped Sora up and took her over to the couch.

"Put me down, Yamato!" Sora giggled as Yamato tickled her sides gently. Yamato shook his head and tickled her harder, making her gasp for breath in between her giggles.

"Not until you kiss me again, Sora." Yamato demanded. Sora, too out of breath from laughing, nodded, and Yamato dropped her onto the couch. Yamato leaned a knee down and rested a hand on the top of the couch, looking down into Sora's chocolate eyes. Sora reached up and grabbed Yamato's white shirt and pulled him down beside her, kissing him full tilt. Yamato's mouth opened, and his tongue found its way into Sora's mouth, meeting hers gently. Sora ran her hands down Yamato's back as he kissed her harder. Yamato touched Sora's face softly, then moved his hand to her side, holding her close to him. He heard Sora whisper something he couldn't understand into his mouth as he stroked her crimson hair tenderly. Finally, after several minutes the pair stopped kissing and looked into each others eyes quietly. The clock struck nine, shaking Yamato out of his trance.

"I want to spend more time with you, Sora." Yamato whispered, his eyes shining.

"I want to spend more time with you too, Yama." Sora replied, smiling. She felt a slight blush creep to her cheeks.

"Yamato, how long have you liked me?" Sora asked shyly. Yamato blushed deeply and sighed. He rested his head on Sora's lightly.

"I have liked you for the longest time. I can't remember when I started liking you, and I never want to stop liking you." Yamato answered, looking into Sora's eyes. In Yamato's amazing cobalt orbs, all Sora could see was sincere honesty. She could feel her mind going at ease as she smiled and kissed Yamato on the lips once.

"I want you to always be with me, Yamato. Promise me you'll never go." Sora said.

"I swear on my life I will never ever leave you now that I've got you. I want to be with you forever." Yamato replied, kissing Sora sweetly before rising to put a movie into his DVD player. Sora and Yamato watched the first part of the film, but after that, parts of the movie were blurry as they kissed each other longingly, forgetting everything around them for the moment. By the end of the movie, Yamato was the only one awake, holding Sora's sleeping form in his arms. The credits rolled as the clock struck midnight. Yamato opened his eyes drowsily and stared down at the sleeping girl beside him. He moved a strand of hair from her angelic face and smiled contently.

'So this is what I've been waiting so long for. . . ' Yamato thought as he pulled a blanket over Sora. She shifted her weight slightly, smiling as she dreamed. Yamato yawned again and moved so he was lying down with Sora on the couch, the blanket over both of them. He draped an arm protectively over Sora and felt sleep overtake him. Sighing comfortably, Yamato closed his eyes and fell asleep.

**Alright, that was good I hope! In the coming chapters, Yamato and Sora get closer and closer, aggravating an old enemy and an old friend. What is going to happen next? Send me a review please, and I will be sure to write faster than lightning to get the next part out! Thanks for reading, and have a blessed day!**