I just want to thank all of you guys who have reviewed my story.
Courtney83, this is the prequel to my story Matchmakers. So to answer your question you can check out that story and see. It lets u in on a hint about what u wanted to know. I'm being so not blunt, b/c I don't want to ruin it for anybody else. But I recommend all of you guys should read my other story. It's good. Well here's the story enjoy! ^.^V
5:Get over her
Yamato stared at his dinner. He couldn't and wouldn't eat it. He didn't have an appetite and was too worried about Sora. No way he would let his friends know, but he had a feeling that he was too transparent. He looked up at his band mates; they were all staring at him. Yoshio, Seki and Kani watched as Yamato placed his hashi on the plate and glanced out side.
"Dude," Seki smirked at Yamato, who looked back at his band mates with a blank face.
"What?" Yamato asked as he eyed his friends.
"Well, tell us." Yamato raised his eyebrow at Seki's question.
"Excuse me?" Seki and Kani smirked. Yoshio remained quiet in his seat jus watching Yamato.
"How does it feel not having your wife with you?" Yamato glared at Kani.
"Fuck off!" Kani looked a bit hurt.
"Dude, she's always with you and you guys always stare at each other with such longing. I just-" Yoshio stood up.
"Yamato doesn't need to be pestered about Sora. She just died you Asses. How would you feel if your best friend died in front of your own eyes?" Yoshio stared down the two obviously Japanese teens.
"Awful." Seki replied, his black bangs brushing in front of his green eyes. He was 17 and the best drummer the group had ever heard. Yet, the poor guy didn't have the guts to go after the girl he liked, because he knew that one of Yamato's friends liked her. Seki had liked Mimi since before she started flirting, but he refused to do anything, because he wanted to give her to Jyou, a guy that would love her a lot more then he could. But he still loved her company.
"I don't think that I'd be able to face anybody for a while." Kani answered. Kani was 6 feet tall no less no more. He was a stick, but his black hair had the best red tips, they matched his awkward red eyes. Those eyes had almost always attracted the most interesting girls to him. If you just saw his eyes, you'd swear he was albino, but he wound up just having contacts that he had fallen in love with and refused to remove, unless he was sleeping. Kani had no current love interest, except his keyboard. That guy could spend an eternity playing the board, he always came away with new music and Yamato was able to think of lyrics by the next day that matched the tune.
"I thought so." Yoshio smiled at Yamato. Yoshio was the only non-Japanese member of the group. Sure he had a Japanese name, but that was just due to the fact that he thought his name was a little out of place. How many Japanese people were called Blood in their native tongue? So for the sake of his sanity and his group, he changed to name legally to Yoshio. He had dirty blond hair that was normally cut military style and his eyes were green-hazel. His family was a mystery. Yoshio never really talked about his past only saying that he lost his parents when he was young and his siblings left him alone. The girl he had been in love with actually got married when she was thirteen to some milkman, but that's what happens when you fall for a girl four years your elder.
"Arigato, dude." Yamato muttered as he stood to face his friend. "Yoshio, what time does the plane leave?" Yamato asked, his voice masked with the cool, calm and collected tone he always had when he was hiding something.
"8:30 pm. Why?" Yoshio scanned his friend's face for any hints, but he didn't need to know why Yamato wanted to know. It was obvious that he was going to spend the entire time searching for Sora. Yoshio smirked at the idea of his friend searching the small coastline for the fiery-haired girl.
"No reason, just wanted to know so I can tell Mimi, Taichi, Takeru and-" Yamato's voice faded and he stared blankly at the wall.
"Sora?" Seki asked, but immediately covered his head when Yoshio glared at him. It normally was like this. Kani and Seki stood up for each other, while Yamato and Yoshio stood p for each other. Well, Yoshio hadn't always been in the group. He was only a few weeks old, a sub, while Sitsun was on a sabbatical with his girlfriend traveling the world.
Seki sighed. He was getting tired of the knew guy acting like he was an original. He seemed way too friendly with Yamato and Yamato's friends. Seki had almost killed Yoshio when they were swimming and Yoshio went and laid besides Sora and Mimi while they were sunbathing. Seki and Taichi had to look at Yamato to see how to react. Yamato didn't know it, but he was the person that Seki looked up to when it came to women.
Seki had almost blown a fuse laughing when he saw Yamato chuck a flip flop at Yoshio. When he turned to glare at Yamato, his hand 'accidentally' landed on Sora's butt. Yamato had dove under water and staid there until Sora came and got him, which didn't take that long, since she knew how he was going to react. Seki was grateful that Mimi followed quickly after Sora.
"Yamato, listen, you need to get over her. She's gone and I doubt anybody is still looking for her." Yoshio added as he walked out the door. Yamato was just staring blankly at the wall.
"Yamato?" It was Mimi's voice that pulled Yamato from his trance. He looked at his pink haired friend.
"Yeah, Mims?" Yamato asked. He only glanced at her before, realizing something.
"Yamato, we have to leave in two hours. What are we going to do with Sora's things?" Mimi had tears building in her eyes as she finished asking the question.
"Ask Takeru to get into the room, we're bringing her stuff with us. I have to go. I'll see you at the airport." Yamato ran out of the building and left his three friends baffled.
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"What do you think is so important that he'd risk missing his flight?" Takeru asked as he stared at Taichi.
"I don't know, but I hope he's getting Yoshio." Kani replied as he glanced out at the private jet waiting to transport them to France. Kani looked over at the snack bar and saw Yoshio walking towards them.
"Look at that ass. First he's defending Yamato, then he was telling him it was hopeless. He looks so sure of himself." Seki whispered as he folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the wall, besides Kani.
"Yeah. Why do you think he left so quickly?" Kani asked as he threw his hands into his pockets. Seki shook his head.
"No, what would be better to know is why he wants Yamato to get over Sora?" Kani and Seki looked over at Taichi who was glaring at Yoshio. Taichi was squatting besides Kani, his hair shadowing his face adding a eery glow to Taichi.
"Why do you want to know that?" Kani asked as he lowered himself besides Taichi.
"What kind of dick would tell somebody to get over a friend that was just kidnapped?!" Taichi said as he glanced at the two guys. Normally they never got along, this was an exception. Yamato was a good friend to them and somebody was threatening to screw the poor guys mind more then it already is.
"Taichi, why aren't you after Sora? I mean you have as much of a chance as Yamato." Taichi smiled and rubbed his nose.
"I love Sora, but its as a best friend. It'd be like kissing my sister. Besides, I don't know if he remembers, but he claimed Sora when we were a lot younger." Taichi glanced over at Mimi. "I won't admit it to Matt, it's good to have some competition when he doesn't even realizing his doing it. It's a way for me to tell if he's good enough for her." Seki smirked.
"So in other words, you don't have to worry about some hentai getting her and you get to have some fun with setting her up at the same time." Taichi smirked as Seki caught onto his plan.
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Yamato ran into Yoshio's room. Normally, Yamato was really good about entering other's rooms, but this was just something he had to do. His gut told him to.
The room was clean, way too clean for a teenage boy that staid for a week.
"It's like he was never here." Yamato went out to the porch and smirked when he looked to his right. "My room." Yamato saw right into his room where his and Sora's bed had been. Yamato tried to imagine him and Sora curled up on the bed sleeping. Takeru was right, it would be a paparazzi field day if they had caught him with Sora like that.
"YAMA!!!" Yamato turned around towards the sound of his name. He ran to the end of the balcony and looked down.
"When did that get there?" Yamato queried as he looked at a small shed. Yamato noticed a shadow moving across the beach. It fell and then another shadow swooped down on the fallen one.
"AAAHHH!" The fallen person screamed a blood-curdling scream and Yamato stared down at the sight in horror. Before he even knew he had moved, Yamato was running down the stairs and was on the beach. The fallen figure was running towards him, and in the light Yamato could tell that the girl had red hair, and she was defiantly a girl.
"Hey, wait up!" Yamato ran towards the girl and looked at her. She stared up at him with silver eyes and a wicked grin. Yamato stepped back a few steps.
"She's mine, fool. You're so wrapped up in finding her that you let me get her farther away from you. She's mine! All mine!" The girl lunged at Yamato and he fell to the ground. Darkness enveloped him as his mind raced through images of Sora, Takeru and his friends.
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Yamato screamed and sat up in his seat. Takeru was staring at him strangely.
"Onichan?" Yamato looked to his right and saw water and a moon. He looked to his left and Takeru and Taichi were sitting besides him.
"How?" Yamato asked as he stared at his brother, his mind still in a daze from his sleep.
"We found you on the beach. It looked like you were attacked, but you had this clutched in your hand." Taichi held up Sora's sarong. Yamato gulped. Images of what had happened before he had blacked out rushed through Yamato's head. He gulped again and took the fabric from Taichi.
"This is Sora's." Yamato said as he looked up at his brother and friend. They nodded at him, waiting to see what his excuse was.
"Yamato, why did you go out searching for her again?" Yamato's face blanched at the voice. Takeru and Taichi raised their eyebrows as Yamato stared at Yoshio.
"Why does it matter to you?" Yamato asked, his cool façade returning. Takeru glanced at Taichi who nodded. They both knew that Yamato didn't want to deal with Yoshio, something happened and now Yoshio was being pushed away from Yamato.
"Well, if you hadn't noticed, Sora's dead and there's no way we'll find her now that we are going to France." Yamato growled at his friend. Gratefully, Takeru, Taichi, Yamato and Mimi were going to stay at his Grams and Pa-po's home while they were in France. There was more then enough room for the band mates, but Seki and Kani had insisted that they not intrude on the "Takaishi family reunion" as they called it. Now Yamato was glad that they had insisted on not staying there, because if he was that close to Yoshio for much longer, well, let's just say that it would end with Yamato in jail.
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Sora sat in the crate. All she knew was that she had been smacked in the head with a blunt object knocking her out. Now she was in a large crate and she felt like she was in the air.
'I'm gonna be sick!' Sora stated as she felt her head. She was not that found of flying. She had no problem when it came to Piyomon, but not when another human being was at the controls and especially not when she was locked in a crate.
'Yama, Taichi, where are you two?' Sora thought as she leaned her head against the crate side. Her mouth and hands were bound with something that she couldn't place.
'I need you guys. Please, Yama…' Sora shut her eyes and fell into sleep.
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'Sora, where are you?' Yamato thought as he looked out the window of the group's jet. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep, yet restless sleep.
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Well, what do you guys think? Hope you liked it, pls R&R.
Courtney83, this is the prequel to my story Matchmakers. So to answer your question you can check out that story and see. It lets u in on a hint about what u wanted to know. I'm being so not blunt, b/c I don't want to ruin it for anybody else. But I recommend all of you guys should read my other story. It's good. Well here's the story enjoy! ^.^V
5:Get over her
Yamato stared at his dinner. He couldn't and wouldn't eat it. He didn't have an appetite and was too worried about Sora. No way he would let his friends know, but he had a feeling that he was too transparent. He looked up at his band mates; they were all staring at him. Yoshio, Seki and Kani watched as Yamato placed his hashi on the plate and glanced out side.
"Dude," Seki smirked at Yamato, who looked back at his band mates with a blank face.
"What?" Yamato asked as he eyed his friends.
"Well, tell us." Yamato raised his eyebrow at Seki's question.
"Excuse me?" Seki and Kani smirked. Yoshio remained quiet in his seat jus watching Yamato.
"How does it feel not having your wife with you?" Yamato glared at Kani.
"Fuck off!" Kani looked a bit hurt.
"Dude, she's always with you and you guys always stare at each other with such longing. I just-" Yoshio stood up.
"Yamato doesn't need to be pestered about Sora. She just died you Asses. How would you feel if your best friend died in front of your own eyes?" Yoshio stared down the two obviously Japanese teens.
"Awful." Seki replied, his black bangs brushing in front of his green eyes. He was 17 and the best drummer the group had ever heard. Yet, the poor guy didn't have the guts to go after the girl he liked, because he knew that one of Yamato's friends liked her. Seki had liked Mimi since before she started flirting, but he refused to do anything, because he wanted to give her to Jyou, a guy that would love her a lot more then he could. But he still loved her company.
"I don't think that I'd be able to face anybody for a while." Kani answered. Kani was 6 feet tall no less no more. He was a stick, but his black hair had the best red tips, they matched his awkward red eyes. Those eyes had almost always attracted the most interesting girls to him. If you just saw his eyes, you'd swear he was albino, but he wound up just having contacts that he had fallen in love with and refused to remove, unless he was sleeping. Kani had no current love interest, except his keyboard. That guy could spend an eternity playing the board, he always came away with new music and Yamato was able to think of lyrics by the next day that matched the tune.
"I thought so." Yoshio smiled at Yamato. Yoshio was the only non-Japanese member of the group. Sure he had a Japanese name, but that was just due to the fact that he thought his name was a little out of place. How many Japanese people were called Blood in their native tongue? So for the sake of his sanity and his group, he changed to name legally to Yoshio. He had dirty blond hair that was normally cut military style and his eyes were green-hazel. His family was a mystery. Yoshio never really talked about his past only saying that he lost his parents when he was young and his siblings left him alone. The girl he had been in love with actually got married when she was thirteen to some milkman, but that's what happens when you fall for a girl four years your elder.
"Arigato, dude." Yamato muttered as he stood to face his friend. "Yoshio, what time does the plane leave?" Yamato asked, his voice masked with the cool, calm and collected tone he always had when he was hiding something.
"8:30 pm. Why?" Yoshio scanned his friend's face for any hints, but he didn't need to know why Yamato wanted to know. It was obvious that he was going to spend the entire time searching for Sora. Yoshio smirked at the idea of his friend searching the small coastline for the fiery-haired girl.
"No reason, just wanted to know so I can tell Mimi, Taichi, Takeru and-" Yamato's voice faded and he stared blankly at the wall.
"Sora?" Seki asked, but immediately covered his head when Yoshio glared at him. It normally was like this. Kani and Seki stood up for each other, while Yamato and Yoshio stood p for each other. Well, Yoshio hadn't always been in the group. He was only a few weeks old, a sub, while Sitsun was on a sabbatical with his girlfriend traveling the world.
Seki sighed. He was getting tired of the knew guy acting like he was an original. He seemed way too friendly with Yamato and Yamato's friends. Seki had almost killed Yoshio when they were swimming and Yoshio went and laid besides Sora and Mimi while they were sunbathing. Seki and Taichi had to look at Yamato to see how to react. Yamato didn't know it, but he was the person that Seki looked up to when it came to women.
Seki had almost blown a fuse laughing when he saw Yamato chuck a flip flop at Yoshio. When he turned to glare at Yamato, his hand 'accidentally' landed on Sora's butt. Yamato had dove under water and staid there until Sora came and got him, which didn't take that long, since she knew how he was going to react. Seki was grateful that Mimi followed quickly after Sora.
"Yamato, listen, you need to get over her. She's gone and I doubt anybody is still looking for her." Yoshio added as he walked out the door. Yamato was just staring blankly at the wall.
"Yamato?" It was Mimi's voice that pulled Yamato from his trance. He looked at his pink haired friend.
"Yeah, Mims?" Yamato asked. He only glanced at her before, realizing something.
"Yamato, we have to leave in two hours. What are we going to do with Sora's things?" Mimi had tears building in her eyes as she finished asking the question.
"Ask Takeru to get into the room, we're bringing her stuff with us. I have to go. I'll see you at the airport." Yamato ran out of the building and left his three friends baffled.
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"What do you think is so important that he'd risk missing his flight?" Takeru asked as he stared at Taichi.
"I don't know, but I hope he's getting Yoshio." Kani replied as he glanced out at the private jet waiting to transport them to France. Kani looked over at the snack bar and saw Yoshio walking towards them.
"Look at that ass. First he's defending Yamato, then he was telling him it was hopeless. He looks so sure of himself." Seki whispered as he folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the wall, besides Kani.
"Yeah. Why do you think he left so quickly?" Kani asked as he threw his hands into his pockets. Seki shook his head.
"No, what would be better to know is why he wants Yamato to get over Sora?" Kani and Seki looked over at Taichi who was glaring at Yoshio. Taichi was squatting besides Kani, his hair shadowing his face adding a eery glow to Taichi.
"Why do you want to know that?" Kani asked as he lowered himself besides Taichi.
"What kind of dick would tell somebody to get over a friend that was just kidnapped?!" Taichi said as he glanced at the two guys. Normally they never got along, this was an exception. Yamato was a good friend to them and somebody was threatening to screw the poor guys mind more then it already is.
"Taichi, why aren't you after Sora? I mean you have as much of a chance as Yamato." Taichi smiled and rubbed his nose.
"I love Sora, but its as a best friend. It'd be like kissing my sister. Besides, I don't know if he remembers, but he claimed Sora when we were a lot younger." Taichi glanced over at Mimi. "I won't admit it to Matt, it's good to have some competition when he doesn't even realizing his doing it. It's a way for me to tell if he's good enough for her." Seki smirked.
"So in other words, you don't have to worry about some hentai getting her and you get to have some fun with setting her up at the same time." Taichi smirked as Seki caught onto his plan.
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Yamato ran into Yoshio's room. Normally, Yamato was really good about entering other's rooms, but this was just something he had to do. His gut told him to.
The room was clean, way too clean for a teenage boy that staid for a week.
"It's like he was never here." Yamato went out to the porch and smirked when he looked to his right. "My room." Yamato saw right into his room where his and Sora's bed had been. Yamato tried to imagine him and Sora curled up on the bed sleeping. Takeru was right, it would be a paparazzi field day if they had caught him with Sora like that.
"YAMA!!!" Yamato turned around towards the sound of his name. He ran to the end of the balcony and looked down.
"When did that get there?" Yamato queried as he looked at a small shed. Yamato noticed a shadow moving across the beach. It fell and then another shadow swooped down on the fallen one.
"AAAHHH!" The fallen person screamed a blood-curdling scream and Yamato stared down at the sight in horror. Before he even knew he had moved, Yamato was running down the stairs and was on the beach. The fallen figure was running towards him, and in the light Yamato could tell that the girl had red hair, and she was defiantly a girl.
"Hey, wait up!" Yamato ran towards the girl and looked at her. She stared up at him with silver eyes and a wicked grin. Yamato stepped back a few steps.
"She's mine, fool. You're so wrapped up in finding her that you let me get her farther away from you. She's mine! All mine!" The girl lunged at Yamato and he fell to the ground. Darkness enveloped him as his mind raced through images of Sora, Takeru and his friends.
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Yamato screamed and sat up in his seat. Takeru was staring at him strangely.
"Onichan?" Yamato looked to his right and saw water and a moon. He looked to his left and Takeru and Taichi were sitting besides him.
"How?" Yamato asked as he stared at his brother, his mind still in a daze from his sleep.
"We found you on the beach. It looked like you were attacked, but you had this clutched in your hand." Taichi held up Sora's sarong. Yamato gulped. Images of what had happened before he had blacked out rushed through Yamato's head. He gulped again and took the fabric from Taichi.
"This is Sora's." Yamato said as he looked up at his brother and friend. They nodded at him, waiting to see what his excuse was.
"Yamato, why did you go out searching for her again?" Yamato's face blanched at the voice. Takeru and Taichi raised their eyebrows as Yamato stared at Yoshio.
"Why does it matter to you?" Yamato asked, his cool façade returning. Takeru glanced at Taichi who nodded. They both knew that Yamato didn't want to deal with Yoshio, something happened and now Yoshio was being pushed away from Yamato.
"Well, if you hadn't noticed, Sora's dead and there's no way we'll find her now that we are going to France." Yamato growled at his friend. Gratefully, Takeru, Taichi, Yamato and Mimi were going to stay at his Grams and Pa-po's home while they were in France. There was more then enough room for the band mates, but Seki and Kani had insisted that they not intrude on the "Takaishi family reunion" as they called it. Now Yamato was glad that they had insisted on not staying there, because if he was that close to Yoshio for much longer, well, let's just say that it would end with Yamato in jail.
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Sora sat in the crate. All she knew was that she had been smacked in the head with a blunt object knocking her out. Now she was in a large crate and she felt like she was in the air.
'I'm gonna be sick!' Sora stated as she felt her head. She was not that found of flying. She had no problem when it came to Piyomon, but not when another human being was at the controls and especially not when she was locked in a crate.
'Yama, Taichi, where are you two?' Sora thought as she leaned her head against the crate side. Her mouth and hands were bound with something that she couldn't place.
'I need you guys. Please, Yama…' Sora shut her eyes and fell into sleep.
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'Sora, where are you?' Yamato thought as he looked out the window of the group's jet. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep, yet restless sleep.
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Well, what do you guys think? Hope you liked it, pls R&R.