Well, here's the new installment for this wonderful story. So sorry, about not giving u guys a translation for the last story with the lil french. This time I remebered though, so the ( ) means that's what they said. Other wise I dont' see any problems so enjoy this one.
7: MEETING
Yamato walked into the giant library he had almost grown up in. He smiled as he walked up to the check out stand and smiled at the woman sitting there. She had been there every day since he started to come here.
"Bonjour, belle femme. (Hello, beautiful woman)" Yamato said as he stared at her with a nice smile. She looked up with him and her green eyes lit up and she smiled.
"Oh, Matteu. Bonjour. Comment t'allez vous? (Oh, Matthew. Hello how are you?)" Yamato smiled at the lady and sat on the counter.
"Ca va comme-ci comme-ca. Et vous? (So So. You?)" The lady looked at him and frowned slightly.
"Bien, mais, pourqoui- (good,but, why-)" The lady stopped and smiled as she remembered that people understood what they were talking about. "Why are you so-so? What's wrong, Matteu?" She asked with her strong French accent. Yamato smirked at his French name.
"Um…" Yamato glanced at his hands. He felt the woman's eyes on him and he knew he wasn't going to sneak away from his mistake.
"Eh bien. (Well)" Her green eyes stared at Yamato and she started to giggle.
"What?!" Yamato looked up surprised at the sudden, unexpected noise.
"You are in love!" Yamato froze and stared at her in shock. Was he really that transparent? "Who is zis lucky woman?" Yamato smiled as he thought of Sora.
"Well, Brigitte, I can't really say." Brigitte furrowed her brow.
"Why?" Yamato sighed and glanced out the window at the street.
"She was kidnapped." Yamato felt something inside of him almost die when he thought of Sora being at the mercy of some perverted asshole.
"Oh, I see." Brigitte stared at Yamato. She was a in her late twenties early thirties, but looked very good for her age. She had sparkling green eyes always filled with emotion and her hair was a light brown, but it pulled off so well with her eyes.
"Something happened and I fell over the balcony at the hotel we were staying at and she was trying to help and she fell off." Yamato felt a lump in his throat that he hadn't felt since he had vowed never to cry again. Brigitte had tears in her eyes, she was always a very tender woman and very emotional.
"What happened next?" Yamato sighed.
"She…somebody grabbed her and took her." Yamato sighed.
"Matteu, what about the dreams you have?" Yamato looked up at shock. He had forgotten that she knew about his dreams. He would always tell her what he dreamt about and she'd help decode their meanings. Only when they really got strong it meant something was happening at home. Yamato refused to talk about them to any of the others, because they rarely same any more and he didn't want to be thought of as crazy.
"She's alive and we're hanging out."
"What does she look like?" Yamato smiled as he started to think of how to describe what a beauty she was.
"She has shoulder length fiery hair with these eyes that are like wine." Brigitte smiled as she saw the expression on Yamato's face. She had watched him grow since he was about two. Always showing interests in reading and he was always so happy. But Then he was coming more often when he was six or seven. He started to talk less, but she started to pull him to the corner and get things out of him. She was young then. Was finally old enough to get a job, before it was volunteer work.
"…Sora" Brigitte snapped her head to pay attention to the young man before her.
"What does that mean?" Yamato brushed his cheeks and found tears falling down them.
"Sky." Brigitte smiled and hugged Yamato quickly.
"Bonne chance, Mattue. J'espere que tu la trouvee et dit quelle ton coure dit a tu. (Good luck. I hope you find her and say what your heart says to you.)" Yamato smiled and hugged her.
"Where's the books on the old family property?" Brigitte looked up at Yamato curiously. "I want to find out about my family. I mean didn't my father's family own beach property a few hundred years back that got sold because of some curse?" Brigitte smiled. That was the boy she'd known. He loved his family past and loved to learn about it. Even though he had a strong mask on, he usually was very good about being honest around her.
" Reference, Ishida-Takenouchi-Takaishi." Yamato looked up in shock.
"Sora!" Brigitte looked confused as Yamato turned and ran in the direction of the reference section. He found the book and flipped it open to the first clipping.
A murderer has been running around killing off members of the Ishida family in the early sixteen hundreds. The murder was supposed to know the arts of magic as he left his victims with no blood and only two cuts along their jugular vein. The latest victim had been the last surviving members of the French Ishida's. Arielle (10), Lily (12), and Jeanne Ishida (34) had been found dead in their home. There was no sign of the eldest son, Sang or his seven year old brother, Pierre. A few days after the findings of the bodies, Pierre had been found dead on the Takenouchi grounds. Some people believed that it had been murdered by Michael Takenouchi after discovering that his daughter was with child and went after the only person that he thought could be the father. Michael reported that he had found his daughter Ciel holding the half dead body of Sang. Ciel had clung to him for dear life as her father reportedly chucked him out and told him never to touch his daughter or any member of his blood line.
In the corner there was a picture of a young woman holding a child in her arms. From the way the picture looked, the woman had orange hair and fair skin, but the baby seemed to have white hair. The caption read: Ciel Takenouchi with her son.
Besides that picture was one of a young man with obviously blond hair and very familiar image. Yamato stared at the picture trying to place it, but the only thing he could of was that he was family and it was in his blood.
As Yamato scanned the page a name caught his eye. The full name of his ancestor: Sang Yoshio Ishida. Yamato sat up and looked around the room quickly. There was only one other person in the reference section. He had short blond hair and was very pale and he wore pure black. Yamato inhaled sharply as he recognized the person.
"Yoshio?" The guy turned and smiled at Yamato. He smiled a toothy grin that showed two large canine teeth, while his menacing eyes were silver and snake-like. Yamato stumbled backwards as he tried to get up, but the man was besides him in an instant.
"Where are you going, Yamato?" He said in a calm, intimidating voice. Yamato gulped as he recognized the voice as the one from his dreams.
"Where is Sora?" Yamato managed to growl as he stared at the man's eyes.
"Dead." Yamato felt his insides twist and shake in horror at the word.
"You wouldn't!" Yamato stated as he glared at him. The man smiled.
"Respect your elders, Nephew!" Yamato glared at him.
"I'm no way your nephew!" Yamato stated as he tried to stand, but found the effort futile.
"Oh yes, you are. You are the offspring of my brother's children. I saved you! Over four hundred years ago!" Yamato glared at him. "By me saving Pierre, he was able to find my father and insure that our family lineage lived on. Pierre had a boy that looked like him murdered so he could survive in peace. I knew we were doomed, that's why my father left. He never wanted to see his nightmare take his family. That's why he went to Japan and thus sprung your father." Yamato glared at him.
"Sang, get the hell away from me, before I kill you for harming MY Sora!" Sang chuckled. The un-frightened chuckle sent shivers up and down Yamato's spine.
"She's alive, but not as Sora. Sora died and now my Ciel has returned to me." Yamato grabbed the edge of his chair as he realized what had happened.
"You took Sora, because you wanted to twist her mind into that of your lover!" That was the last straw. Yamato lunged forward only to have two sets of hands shaking his shoulders worriedly.
"Yamato!" Yamato looked up at Taichi and Kani. Behind them Mimi, Seki and Takeru were staring at Yamato worriedly.
"What?" Yamato looked around trying to figure out where Sang had vanished to.
"Look who we found!" Seki said happily. He grabbed a girl with blond hair and green-gray eyes, who was hand-in-hand with a blue haired teen that Yamato knew all too well.
"Sitsun!" Yamato leapt up and hugged his friend "Wow! Neko, you look great. Has this knuckle head been taking care of you?" Neko's smile faded as she looked at Yamato.
"Where's my cousin, Yamato?" Yamato felt his insides twitch. She was referring to Sora. How was he going to tell her that Sora was gone.
"She's shopping." Mimi said quickly. Everyone glanced at mimi in shock. Sora would never go shopping here without Yamato and Taichi with her to insure that she didn't meet any idiots.
"Yama?" Neko looked at him sadly as she tried to figure out what was going through his head.
"Excuse me." Yamato ran out of the room at full speed. He only stopped when he was outside and down three blocks and that was only because he had crashed into some poor girl.
"Excusez-moi, Madamoiselle." Yamato murmured as he glanced at her. She wasn't moving from her spot.
"Yama?" The girl asked quietly. Yamato sighed. He thought it was one of his fan girls. Now he was in for it.
"Listen, I'm really sorry, but-" Yamato stopped as he felt a body press against his. Yamato looked at the face being pushed to his chest and he gasped as he saw red colored hair. "Sora." Yamato said quietly. Sora smiled at him.
"Yama!" That was the last person Yamato had expected to run into. His hole body ached as he stared at his friend. He could tell something had happened to her.
"What did that asshole do to you?!" Yamato asked as he grabbed Sora's shoulders. He stared into her eyes, absorbing every feeling he could get from Sora at that moment.
"He…" Sora hesitated as she thought of the molestation she had been through. She wouldn't consider it rape, but if he touched her again. She'd kill him, if Yamato didn't before her. Yamato was looking like he would kill anybody that came between the two of them right then and there.
"Ciel!" Sora threw herself into Yamato's arms at the sound of Sang's voice.
"Bastard!" Yamato whispered, Sora could tell that he didn't want Sora to hear, but she had.
"Ciel? Love? Where are you?" Sora kept herself wrapped in Yamato's arms, praying that Sang wouldn't recognize her in the ally.
"I'll kill him." Yamato murmured. Sora looked up and stared at Yamato. He was glaring in Sang's direction.
"Yamato!" Sang's laughter rang through the ally.
"You bet it's me, you fucking dick!" Yamato spun around, still blocking Sora from Sang's view.
"So, our little talk didn't help any?" Yamato felt Sora clutch to his shirt and Yamato stopped any movement towards Sang, instead he slowly backed away.
"Leave her alone!" Yamato screamed at the top of his lungs. He saw Sang take one step, but the next thing he knew he was holding Sora in his arms. "Sora!" Yamato started forward, but Sang put a knife to Sora's neck. Yamato froze and stared at him.
"Say goodbye, Yamato!" Sora stared at Yamato with a rising fear as Sang plunged the knife into her neck.
"SORA!!!!"
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Don't u love cliffhangers? Sorry, bout that, I'll have the next ch up soon. till then tell me what u think so far. ja
7: MEETING
Yamato walked into the giant library he had almost grown up in. He smiled as he walked up to the check out stand and smiled at the woman sitting there. She had been there every day since he started to come here.
"Bonjour, belle femme. (Hello, beautiful woman)" Yamato said as he stared at her with a nice smile. She looked up with him and her green eyes lit up and she smiled.
"Oh, Matteu. Bonjour. Comment t'allez vous? (Oh, Matthew. Hello how are you?)" Yamato smiled at the lady and sat on the counter.
"Ca va comme-ci comme-ca. Et vous? (So So. You?)" The lady looked at him and frowned slightly.
"Bien, mais, pourqoui- (good,but, why-)" The lady stopped and smiled as she remembered that people understood what they were talking about. "Why are you so-so? What's wrong, Matteu?" She asked with her strong French accent. Yamato smirked at his French name.
"Um…" Yamato glanced at his hands. He felt the woman's eyes on him and he knew he wasn't going to sneak away from his mistake.
"Eh bien. (Well)" Her green eyes stared at Yamato and she started to giggle.
"What?!" Yamato looked up surprised at the sudden, unexpected noise.
"You are in love!" Yamato froze and stared at her in shock. Was he really that transparent? "Who is zis lucky woman?" Yamato smiled as he thought of Sora.
"Well, Brigitte, I can't really say." Brigitte furrowed her brow.
"Why?" Yamato sighed and glanced out the window at the street.
"She was kidnapped." Yamato felt something inside of him almost die when he thought of Sora being at the mercy of some perverted asshole.
"Oh, I see." Brigitte stared at Yamato. She was a in her late twenties early thirties, but looked very good for her age. She had sparkling green eyes always filled with emotion and her hair was a light brown, but it pulled off so well with her eyes.
"Something happened and I fell over the balcony at the hotel we were staying at and she was trying to help and she fell off." Yamato felt a lump in his throat that he hadn't felt since he had vowed never to cry again. Brigitte had tears in her eyes, she was always a very tender woman and very emotional.
"What happened next?" Yamato sighed.
"She…somebody grabbed her and took her." Yamato sighed.
"Matteu, what about the dreams you have?" Yamato looked up at shock. He had forgotten that she knew about his dreams. He would always tell her what he dreamt about and she'd help decode their meanings. Only when they really got strong it meant something was happening at home. Yamato refused to talk about them to any of the others, because they rarely same any more and he didn't want to be thought of as crazy.
"She's alive and we're hanging out."
"What does she look like?" Yamato smiled as he started to think of how to describe what a beauty she was.
"She has shoulder length fiery hair with these eyes that are like wine." Brigitte smiled as she saw the expression on Yamato's face. She had watched him grow since he was about two. Always showing interests in reading and he was always so happy. But Then he was coming more often when he was six or seven. He started to talk less, but she started to pull him to the corner and get things out of him. She was young then. Was finally old enough to get a job, before it was volunteer work.
"…Sora" Brigitte snapped her head to pay attention to the young man before her.
"What does that mean?" Yamato brushed his cheeks and found tears falling down them.
"Sky." Brigitte smiled and hugged Yamato quickly.
"Bonne chance, Mattue. J'espere que tu la trouvee et dit quelle ton coure dit a tu. (Good luck. I hope you find her and say what your heart says to you.)" Yamato smiled and hugged her.
"Where's the books on the old family property?" Brigitte looked up at Yamato curiously. "I want to find out about my family. I mean didn't my father's family own beach property a few hundred years back that got sold because of some curse?" Brigitte smiled. That was the boy she'd known. He loved his family past and loved to learn about it. Even though he had a strong mask on, he usually was very good about being honest around her.
" Reference, Ishida-Takenouchi-Takaishi." Yamato looked up in shock.
"Sora!" Brigitte looked confused as Yamato turned and ran in the direction of the reference section. He found the book and flipped it open to the first clipping.
A murderer has been running around killing off members of the Ishida family in the early sixteen hundreds. The murder was supposed to know the arts of magic as he left his victims with no blood and only two cuts along their jugular vein. The latest victim had been the last surviving members of the French Ishida's. Arielle (10), Lily (12), and Jeanne Ishida (34) had been found dead in their home. There was no sign of the eldest son, Sang or his seven year old brother, Pierre. A few days after the findings of the bodies, Pierre had been found dead on the Takenouchi grounds. Some people believed that it had been murdered by Michael Takenouchi after discovering that his daughter was with child and went after the only person that he thought could be the father. Michael reported that he had found his daughter Ciel holding the half dead body of Sang. Ciel had clung to him for dear life as her father reportedly chucked him out and told him never to touch his daughter or any member of his blood line.
In the corner there was a picture of a young woman holding a child in her arms. From the way the picture looked, the woman had orange hair and fair skin, but the baby seemed to have white hair. The caption read: Ciel Takenouchi with her son.
Besides that picture was one of a young man with obviously blond hair and very familiar image. Yamato stared at the picture trying to place it, but the only thing he could of was that he was family and it was in his blood.
As Yamato scanned the page a name caught his eye. The full name of his ancestor: Sang Yoshio Ishida. Yamato sat up and looked around the room quickly. There was only one other person in the reference section. He had short blond hair and was very pale and he wore pure black. Yamato inhaled sharply as he recognized the person.
"Yoshio?" The guy turned and smiled at Yamato. He smiled a toothy grin that showed two large canine teeth, while his menacing eyes were silver and snake-like. Yamato stumbled backwards as he tried to get up, but the man was besides him in an instant.
"Where are you going, Yamato?" He said in a calm, intimidating voice. Yamato gulped as he recognized the voice as the one from his dreams.
"Where is Sora?" Yamato managed to growl as he stared at the man's eyes.
"Dead." Yamato felt his insides twist and shake in horror at the word.
"You wouldn't!" Yamato stated as he glared at him. The man smiled.
"Respect your elders, Nephew!" Yamato glared at him.
"I'm no way your nephew!" Yamato stated as he tried to stand, but found the effort futile.
"Oh yes, you are. You are the offspring of my brother's children. I saved you! Over four hundred years ago!" Yamato glared at him. "By me saving Pierre, he was able to find my father and insure that our family lineage lived on. Pierre had a boy that looked like him murdered so he could survive in peace. I knew we were doomed, that's why my father left. He never wanted to see his nightmare take his family. That's why he went to Japan and thus sprung your father." Yamato glared at him.
"Sang, get the hell away from me, before I kill you for harming MY Sora!" Sang chuckled. The un-frightened chuckle sent shivers up and down Yamato's spine.
"She's alive, but not as Sora. Sora died and now my Ciel has returned to me." Yamato grabbed the edge of his chair as he realized what had happened.
"You took Sora, because you wanted to twist her mind into that of your lover!" That was the last straw. Yamato lunged forward only to have two sets of hands shaking his shoulders worriedly.
"Yamato!" Yamato looked up at Taichi and Kani. Behind them Mimi, Seki and Takeru were staring at Yamato worriedly.
"What?" Yamato looked around trying to figure out where Sang had vanished to.
"Look who we found!" Seki said happily. He grabbed a girl with blond hair and green-gray eyes, who was hand-in-hand with a blue haired teen that Yamato knew all too well.
"Sitsun!" Yamato leapt up and hugged his friend "Wow! Neko, you look great. Has this knuckle head been taking care of you?" Neko's smile faded as she looked at Yamato.
"Where's my cousin, Yamato?" Yamato felt his insides twitch. She was referring to Sora. How was he going to tell her that Sora was gone.
"She's shopping." Mimi said quickly. Everyone glanced at mimi in shock. Sora would never go shopping here without Yamato and Taichi with her to insure that she didn't meet any idiots.
"Yama?" Neko looked at him sadly as she tried to figure out what was going through his head.
"Excuse me." Yamato ran out of the room at full speed. He only stopped when he was outside and down three blocks and that was only because he had crashed into some poor girl.
"Excusez-moi, Madamoiselle." Yamato murmured as he glanced at her. She wasn't moving from her spot.
"Yama?" The girl asked quietly. Yamato sighed. He thought it was one of his fan girls. Now he was in for it.
"Listen, I'm really sorry, but-" Yamato stopped as he felt a body press against his. Yamato looked at the face being pushed to his chest and he gasped as he saw red colored hair. "Sora." Yamato said quietly. Sora smiled at him.
"Yama!" That was the last person Yamato had expected to run into. His hole body ached as he stared at his friend. He could tell something had happened to her.
"What did that asshole do to you?!" Yamato asked as he grabbed Sora's shoulders. He stared into her eyes, absorbing every feeling he could get from Sora at that moment.
"He…" Sora hesitated as she thought of the molestation she had been through. She wouldn't consider it rape, but if he touched her again. She'd kill him, if Yamato didn't before her. Yamato was looking like he would kill anybody that came between the two of them right then and there.
"Ciel!" Sora threw herself into Yamato's arms at the sound of Sang's voice.
"Bastard!" Yamato whispered, Sora could tell that he didn't want Sora to hear, but she had.
"Ciel? Love? Where are you?" Sora kept herself wrapped in Yamato's arms, praying that Sang wouldn't recognize her in the ally.
"I'll kill him." Yamato murmured. Sora looked up and stared at Yamato. He was glaring in Sang's direction.
"Yamato!" Sang's laughter rang through the ally.
"You bet it's me, you fucking dick!" Yamato spun around, still blocking Sora from Sang's view.
"So, our little talk didn't help any?" Yamato felt Sora clutch to his shirt and Yamato stopped any movement towards Sang, instead he slowly backed away.
"Leave her alone!" Yamato screamed at the top of his lungs. He saw Sang take one step, but the next thing he knew he was holding Sora in his arms. "Sora!" Yamato started forward, but Sang put a knife to Sora's neck. Yamato froze and stared at him.
"Say goodbye, Yamato!" Sora stared at Yamato with a rising fear as Sang plunged the knife into her neck.
"SORA!!!!"
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Don't u love cliffhangers? Sorry, bout that, I'll have the next ch up soon. till then tell me what u think so far. ja