Yamato walked towards the hotel he was staying at. He was on his last world tour and it was three days until Yamato's best female friend's birthday. Yamato had forced his band members and agent to allow some of his friends to come with them on the tour.
Takeru wasn't that hard to get the guys to allow, since he was with them normally, because Yamato refused to leave his 12 year old brother home alone.
Mimi was easy, since she had been hitting on Seki, the drummer, for about three months, the group was eager to see what would happen to their little never-been-kissed-drummer.
Then there was Taichi. Yagami, Taichi, Yamato's best friend since he was 5. Now, Taichi wasn't that fond of Yamato's band members, since they all had the 'I'm better then you, because I'm a rock star" ego and openly rubbed it into Taichi's face. Yamato had to almost threaten to leave the group because of it, but they finally allowed it, but only if Taichi would watch Takeru while they were practicing and trying to get girls.
Last, but not least, was Sora. Sora and Yamato had known each other for as long as he'd known Taichi. She had been the first person who found out about Yamato's parents' divorce and still the only one that could cheer him up. She could walk by while Yamato was in the most miserable depressions and he would snap out of his gloom to see her, not even Takeru could do that to him. Yamato didn't understand why that was, but he just thought it was because they were so close of friends and understood each other on a whole other plane. That's why Yamato had decided that for her sixteenth birthday Yamato would take her on his world tour. Sora had always been interested in the world outside of Japan and this was the perfect way to show it to her.
Yamato put his key in his door and shut it.
"YAMATO!!!" Yamato froze and spun to find the caller of his name, praying it wasn't a crazed fan girl. "Yama, help!" Yamato ran towards the voice that he recognized as Sora. He ran over to the balcony, only to find Sora caught on the railing, her fingers slipping quickly from their grip.
"Sora!" Yamato grabbed her wrist and pulled her up, trying to not look at the drop to the ocean water. Yamato froze as he saw the long drop to the rocky crystal clear water. "Don't let go, Sora!" Yamato pulled himself away from the view at the sound of Sora gasping. He grabbed her other hand and placed his feet against the railing. Using all the strength he could muster, Yamato pulled Sora to solid ground and enveloped her in a hug.
"Yamato…"Sora gasped for air as she clung to Yamato's open shirt. Yamato stared at her for a little while, memorizing what she looked like. She was wearing her two-piece bikini with the coral colored tropical sunset printed on it. Yamato's fingers felt the knot around her waist that held her sarong to her well-shaped body.
"You ok?" Yamato asked when he thought that Sora had calmed down. He felt Sora nod against his chest.
This was normal for Sora. Recently Sora had become accident prone for some reason, nobody could figure out why. Yamato just feared that something was happening to his best friend and he wouldn't be able to help her face it. Two years earlier Sora had lost both of her parents and had never spoken to anybody except Mimi about it. The years that Yamato had known Sora's parents to be wonderful people that helped him cope with his parents' divorce and the events that followed soon after. He hoped that Sora wasn't suffering worse then he was. He knew the replications of their deaths wouldn't set in until now, but he had no idea what they would be. But something inside of Yamato told him that he needed to protect her.
"Yama, can we go get something to eat?" Yamato nodded and help Sora to her feet. For some reason Sora had insisted that Takeru and Yamato share a room with her instead of Taichi and Takeru. Yamato thought that Sora had the largest crush on Taichi and that them sharing a room would help them, but she had insisted that it not be that way. And she refused to have Mimi and Yamato share a room, but she gave no reason why.
"Sora, what do you want?" Yamato asked as he pulled out a phone book. Sora glanced thoughtfully out the window and smiled. "Sora?" Yamato asked staring at his friend curiously. Sora turned to face him and was immediately caught in his blue eyes and he in her crimson ones.
"Chinese." Sora said quietly. Yamato smiled, they had a lot of fun when it came to Chinese food. Yamato dialed the number for room service and ordered his and Sora's normal Chinese food. Then hung up with a smile.
"Done." Sora looked at him dully.
"Why aren't we going out?" Yamato's smile faded.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but I think you should rest and stay inside after that accident today." Sora sighed and nodded. She jumped on the king size bed and smiled at her friend.
"I'm gonna take a nap." Sora announced staring at Yamato. "You wanna, too?" Yamato shrugged and slipped his sandals off his feet as he climbed into the bed besides her. They had shared a bed since they were little, they knew now that it wasn't good, but they had been friends forever and knew the other one wouldn't try anything silly.
"Night." Yamato whispered closing his eyes and slowly drifting off into a light sleep. Sora stared at his face, her hand moved to his hair and slowly played with it, careful not to wake him from his sleep. She smiled and curled up besides him. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his outspread arm.
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A pair of silver, snake-like eyes watched as Sora's breathing slowed and sleep over took her. She was beautiful in everyway and that Ishida jerk didn't know how lucky he was to have her in his presence. Sora was the most beautiful person in the world and after four hundred years of traveling the planet, He knew that she was made for him.
On the other hand, He was always surrounded by the aura of power and loneliness. He needed his beauty to help teach him to become loving and so he would never be alone again. He and his wife- his Sora- would be together for all times.
"Sleep tight, my love, we'll be together soon." He whispered and pressed his hand to the window as if he could feel her by that simple movement.
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Yamato winced in his sleep and he immediately wrapped his arms around the person besides him. Yamato opened his eyes and stared at the sleeping figure of Sora. He had been having the same dream for over a month. He kept seeing a weird man about his age maybe a year older, but not that much, staring at Sora during one of Yamato's concerts and during one brief moment when Yamato was too far to grab her, the guy came out of nowhere and grabbed Sora. Yamato had seen those eyes as his waking point for the past two weeks. Every night the dream would add a few more scenes before going to silver, snake-like eyes. Tonight Yamato had distinctly heard the man say something to Yamato that confused and frightened Yamato.
"She's mine! You'll never see here again!"
For some reason, that Yamato passed off as feeling that appeared after knowing somebody since the age of four and growing up with them, Yamato had a terrible sinking feeling in his stomach that Yamato had when he was worried about Takeru or somebody very close to him, but he had never had that feeling for either of his parents or any of his other friends. That's why it confused Yamato at the same time.
"No…" Sora's soft, frightened voice pulled Yamato from his thoughts. He stared at Sora curiosity taking him over as he stared at her angelic face. "Mama…" Yamato noticed tears slowly fall down Sora's face. Yamato wiped them form his friend's cheeks and planted a friendly kiss on her forehead.
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Sora felt herself relax at the feeling of warmth surrounding her. She didn't understand what was going on. She kept reliving the day that she had lost her parents over and over in her mind. She just couldn't remember what happened between her daydreaming and then her waking up in the hospital with nobody around her, except for some flowers from the group and a CD from Yamato that the Digi-destines had gotten together and remixed all of her favorite songs and put in nice sayings to her.
Sora never understood why Yamato had suddenly become even more important to her since the accident or why he was the last number on her cell after the crash. As far as she knew none of her friends had visited her while she spent three weeks in the hospital, but then again, she was in a coma so how would she know the difference?
Sora didn't care though, she had always liked Yamato as more then a friend, but he had suddenly become a part of her that she would never be able to replace and she didn't want to.
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Takeru walked over to his hotel door. There were Yoshio, Kani, and Seki waiting for outside of Yamato's door. Takeru was use to this normal party. Normally, when they were out there it meant that the concert was soon and they needed to sneak into the place they would perform.
"Hey," Takeru said nonchalantly as he stuck his card into the slot and pushed the door open. "Wait right there, I'll tell Onichan you're here." Takeru shut the door behind him and walked into the hotel sweet. Takeru was so glad that his brother got this hotel room. Yeah, sure his brother had money to do this all of the time but, he was only spending it, b/c he wanted Sora to have a nice place for her birthday.
Takeru chuckled as he entered the sleeping area. Takeru saw Yamato lying on his back facing the plexi-glass sliding door. Takeru didn't even have to guess at where Sora was, it was just something he'd gotten use to since he was born it seemed. Takeru knew that Sora was always in Yamato's arms. It was some weird habit they had picked up. Normally they were good about not sleeping all close in front of Taichi and the others, but then in the Digi-world they had to stop for what seemed like over a year.
Even though Takeru was only eight, he knew that his brother had the largest crush on Sora, but would never openly admit it. Takeru didn't blame Yamato for liking her, but he didn't like the idea off Yamato taking her here for her birthday and sharing the same bed with her. To Takeru it seemed like Yamato was asking for the paparazzi to see him and have a field day.
"Onichan." Takeru shook Yamato's shoulder and poked him right in the middle of his foot.
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"What do you want, Takeru?" Yamato asked. Takeru jumped back, he hadn't expected Yamato to be awake.
"I…uh…well…" Yamato kept himself still, but Takeru could tell that Yamato was glaring at him.
"Spit it out, bro." Yamato said, quite irritated.
"The band guys are outside waiting for you. They've got Chinese with them." Yamato rolled his eyes. From the twelve years Takeru had known his brother, he could tell what his eyes were doing from the back of his head. But then only one person could tell how Yamato was feeling at almost all times, even when the wall went up- Sora.
"Thanks, tell 'em that I'm too tired to practice." Takeru sighed.
"You tell them yourself! I'm not your delivery boy!" Yamato sighed as Takeru stomped out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Yamato asked tiredly.
"Taichi and I are going to the luau. Taichi wants to see if there are any hot girls here." Yamato chuckled.
"Ok, have fun." Yamato got up with out moving Sora and went to the door. He opened it and greeted his band mates.
"Yamato, where you asleep?" Seki asked as he gawked at Yamato's messy hair. "Or were you just having sex?" Yamato glared at Seki.
"Dudes, just give me the food." Kani smiled.
"You know what's just like Chinese food?" Yamato rolled his eyes and leaned against the door frame.
"No, but I assume you are going to tell me?" Kani smiled and glanced into the hotel room.
"Cherry pie." Kani, Seki and Yoshio started laughing while Yamato grabbed his food bag and slammed the door shut.
"Fucking assholes. I can't believe they think that I'm fucking Sora." Yamato paused as he passed by the bed. Sora was still curled up, but the tears he had wiped away earlier were back and staining her face.
"Yama…" Sora whispered as her hand went to where Yamato's hair would've been. As soon as it hit the mattress, Sora shot awake searching the room, her face filled with fear.
"Sora, it's ok." Sora looked at Yamato and her eyes spilled tears as she clung to him.
"Yamato, I thought you were gone. I thought I'd lost you, just like Mama and Papa." Yamato held Sora to him and smiled.
"I'm here, no fear. I won't leave." Yamato put the Chinese food down and opened up the small boxes and showing them to Sora.
"Let's eat." Sora smiled and moved away to sit, but Yamato pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his legs around her waist.
"This is so you know I'm here." Sora smiled and started to eat her food.
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Ok, well, what do u guys think? Good? Bad? I don't know if you don't tell me. I know that Sora and Yamato act like they should be going out, but I just don't have the guts to do so. I'm a huge SORATO fan, but I told my readers of MATCHMAKERS that this was a sequel, so a prequel it is. R&R
Takeru wasn't that hard to get the guys to allow, since he was with them normally, because Yamato refused to leave his 12 year old brother home alone.
Mimi was easy, since she had been hitting on Seki, the drummer, for about three months, the group was eager to see what would happen to their little never-been-kissed-drummer.
Then there was Taichi. Yagami, Taichi, Yamato's best friend since he was 5. Now, Taichi wasn't that fond of Yamato's band members, since they all had the 'I'm better then you, because I'm a rock star" ego and openly rubbed it into Taichi's face. Yamato had to almost threaten to leave the group because of it, but they finally allowed it, but only if Taichi would watch Takeru while they were practicing and trying to get girls.
Last, but not least, was Sora. Sora and Yamato had known each other for as long as he'd known Taichi. She had been the first person who found out about Yamato's parents' divorce and still the only one that could cheer him up. She could walk by while Yamato was in the most miserable depressions and he would snap out of his gloom to see her, not even Takeru could do that to him. Yamato didn't understand why that was, but he just thought it was because they were so close of friends and understood each other on a whole other plane. That's why Yamato had decided that for her sixteenth birthday Yamato would take her on his world tour. Sora had always been interested in the world outside of Japan and this was the perfect way to show it to her.
Yamato put his key in his door and shut it.
"YAMATO!!!" Yamato froze and spun to find the caller of his name, praying it wasn't a crazed fan girl. "Yama, help!" Yamato ran towards the voice that he recognized as Sora. He ran over to the balcony, only to find Sora caught on the railing, her fingers slipping quickly from their grip.
"Sora!" Yamato grabbed her wrist and pulled her up, trying to not look at the drop to the ocean water. Yamato froze as he saw the long drop to the rocky crystal clear water. "Don't let go, Sora!" Yamato pulled himself away from the view at the sound of Sora gasping. He grabbed her other hand and placed his feet against the railing. Using all the strength he could muster, Yamato pulled Sora to solid ground and enveloped her in a hug.
"Yamato…"Sora gasped for air as she clung to Yamato's open shirt. Yamato stared at her for a little while, memorizing what she looked like. She was wearing her two-piece bikini with the coral colored tropical sunset printed on it. Yamato's fingers felt the knot around her waist that held her sarong to her well-shaped body.
"You ok?" Yamato asked when he thought that Sora had calmed down. He felt Sora nod against his chest.
This was normal for Sora. Recently Sora had become accident prone for some reason, nobody could figure out why. Yamato just feared that something was happening to his best friend and he wouldn't be able to help her face it. Two years earlier Sora had lost both of her parents and had never spoken to anybody except Mimi about it. The years that Yamato had known Sora's parents to be wonderful people that helped him cope with his parents' divorce and the events that followed soon after. He hoped that Sora wasn't suffering worse then he was. He knew the replications of their deaths wouldn't set in until now, but he had no idea what they would be. But something inside of Yamato told him that he needed to protect her.
"Yama, can we go get something to eat?" Yamato nodded and help Sora to her feet. For some reason Sora had insisted that Takeru and Yamato share a room with her instead of Taichi and Takeru. Yamato thought that Sora had the largest crush on Taichi and that them sharing a room would help them, but she had insisted that it not be that way. And she refused to have Mimi and Yamato share a room, but she gave no reason why.
"Sora, what do you want?" Yamato asked as he pulled out a phone book. Sora glanced thoughtfully out the window and smiled. "Sora?" Yamato asked staring at his friend curiously. Sora turned to face him and was immediately caught in his blue eyes and he in her crimson ones.
"Chinese." Sora said quietly. Yamato smiled, they had a lot of fun when it came to Chinese food. Yamato dialed the number for room service and ordered his and Sora's normal Chinese food. Then hung up with a smile.
"Done." Sora looked at him dully.
"Why aren't we going out?" Yamato's smile faded.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but I think you should rest and stay inside after that accident today." Sora sighed and nodded. She jumped on the king size bed and smiled at her friend.
"I'm gonna take a nap." Sora announced staring at Yamato. "You wanna, too?" Yamato shrugged and slipped his sandals off his feet as he climbed into the bed besides her. They had shared a bed since they were little, they knew now that it wasn't good, but they had been friends forever and knew the other one wouldn't try anything silly.
"Night." Yamato whispered closing his eyes and slowly drifting off into a light sleep. Sora stared at his face, her hand moved to his hair and slowly played with it, careful not to wake him from his sleep. She smiled and curled up besides him. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his outspread arm.
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A pair of silver, snake-like eyes watched as Sora's breathing slowed and sleep over took her. She was beautiful in everyway and that Ishida jerk didn't know how lucky he was to have her in his presence. Sora was the most beautiful person in the world and after four hundred years of traveling the planet, He knew that she was made for him.
On the other hand, He was always surrounded by the aura of power and loneliness. He needed his beauty to help teach him to become loving and so he would never be alone again. He and his wife- his Sora- would be together for all times.
"Sleep tight, my love, we'll be together soon." He whispered and pressed his hand to the window as if he could feel her by that simple movement.
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Yamato winced in his sleep and he immediately wrapped his arms around the person besides him. Yamato opened his eyes and stared at the sleeping figure of Sora. He had been having the same dream for over a month. He kept seeing a weird man about his age maybe a year older, but not that much, staring at Sora during one of Yamato's concerts and during one brief moment when Yamato was too far to grab her, the guy came out of nowhere and grabbed Sora. Yamato had seen those eyes as his waking point for the past two weeks. Every night the dream would add a few more scenes before going to silver, snake-like eyes. Tonight Yamato had distinctly heard the man say something to Yamato that confused and frightened Yamato.
"She's mine! You'll never see here again!"
For some reason, that Yamato passed off as feeling that appeared after knowing somebody since the age of four and growing up with them, Yamato had a terrible sinking feeling in his stomach that Yamato had when he was worried about Takeru or somebody very close to him, but he had never had that feeling for either of his parents or any of his other friends. That's why it confused Yamato at the same time.
"No…" Sora's soft, frightened voice pulled Yamato from his thoughts. He stared at Sora curiosity taking him over as he stared at her angelic face. "Mama…" Yamato noticed tears slowly fall down Sora's face. Yamato wiped them form his friend's cheeks and planted a friendly kiss on her forehead.
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Sora felt herself relax at the feeling of warmth surrounding her. She didn't understand what was going on. She kept reliving the day that she had lost her parents over and over in her mind. She just couldn't remember what happened between her daydreaming and then her waking up in the hospital with nobody around her, except for some flowers from the group and a CD from Yamato that the Digi-destines had gotten together and remixed all of her favorite songs and put in nice sayings to her.
Sora never understood why Yamato had suddenly become even more important to her since the accident or why he was the last number on her cell after the crash. As far as she knew none of her friends had visited her while she spent three weeks in the hospital, but then again, she was in a coma so how would she know the difference?
Sora didn't care though, she had always liked Yamato as more then a friend, but he had suddenly become a part of her that she would never be able to replace and she didn't want to.
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Takeru walked over to his hotel door. There were Yoshio, Kani, and Seki waiting for outside of Yamato's door. Takeru was use to this normal party. Normally, when they were out there it meant that the concert was soon and they needed to sneak into the place they would perform.
"Hey," Takeru said nonchalantly as he stuck his card into the slot and pushed the door open. "Wait right there, I'll tell Onichan you're here." Takeru shut the door behind him and walked into the hotel sweet. Takeru was so glad that his brother got this hotel room. Yeah, sure his brother had money to do this all of the time but, he was only spending it, b/c he wanted Sora to have a nice place for her birthday.
Takeru chuckled as he entered the sleeping area. Takeru saw Yamato lying on his back facing the plexi-glass sliding door. Takeru didn't even have to guess at where Sora was, it was just something he'd gotten use to since he was born it seemed. Takeru knew that Sora was always in Yamato's arms. It was some weird habit they had picked up. Normally they were good about not sleeping all close in front of Taichi and the others, but then in the Digi-world they had to stop for what seemed like over a year.
Even though Takeru was only eight, he knew that his brother had the largest crush on Sora, but would never openly admit it. Takeru didn't blame Yamato for liking her, but he didn't like the idea off Yamato taking her here for her birthday and sharing the same bed with her. To Takeru it seemed like Yamato was asking for the paparazzi to see him and have a field day.
"Onichan." Takeru shook Yamato's shoulder and poked him right in the middle of his foot.
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"What do you want, Takeru?" Yamato asked. Takeru jumped back, he hadn't expected Yamato to be awake.
"I…uh…well…" Yamato kept himself still, but Takeru could tell that Yamato was glaring at him.
"Spit it out, bro." Yamato said, quite irritated.
"The band guys are outside waiting for you. They've got Chinese with them." Yamato rolled his eyes. From the twelve years Takeru had known his brother, he could tell what his eyes were doing from the back of his head. But then only one person could tell how Yamato was feeling at almost all times, even when the wall went up- Sora.
"Thanks, tell 'em that I'm too tired to practice." Takeru sighed.
"You tell them yourself! I'm not your delivery boy!" Yamato sighed as Takeru stomped out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Yamato asked tiredly.
"Taichi and I are going to the luau. Taichi wants to see if there are any hot girls here." Yamato chuckled.
"Ok, have fun." Yamato got up with out moving Sora and went to the door. He opened it and greeted his band mates.
"Yamato, where you asleep?" Seki asked as he gawked at Yamato's messy hair. "Or were you just having sex?" Yamato glared at Seki.
"Dudes, just give me the food." Kani smiled.
"You know what's just like Chinese food?" Yamato rolled his eyes and leaned against the door frame.
"No, but I assume you are going to tell me?" Kani smiled and glanced into the hotel room.
"Cherry pie." Kani, Seki and Yoshio started laughing while Yamato grabbed his food bag and slammed the door shut.
"Fucking assholes. I can't believe they think that I'm fucking Sora." Yamato paused as he passed by the bed. Sora was still curled up, but the tears he had wiped away earlier were back and staining her face.
"Yama…" Sora whispered as her hand went to where Yamato's hair would've been. As soon as it hit the mattress, Sora shot awake searching the room, her face filled with fear.
"Sora, it's ok." Sora looked at Yamato and her eyes spilled tears as she clung to him.
"Yamato, I thought you were gone. I thought I'd lost you, just like Mama and Papa." Yamato held Sora to him and smiled.
"I'm here, no fear. I won't leave." Yamato put the Chinese food down and opened up the small boxes and showing them to Sora.
"Let's eat." Sora smiled and moved away to sit, but Yamato pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his legs around her waist.
"This is so you know I'm here." Sora smiled and started to eat her food.
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Ok, well, what do u guys think? Good? Bad? I don't know if you don't tell me. I know that Sora and Yamato act like they should be going out, but I just don't have the guts to do so. I'm a huge SORATO fan, but I told my readers of MATCHMAKERS that this was a sequel, so a prequel it is. R&R