Blast: Yes! I made it for 8th Chapter! But I'm not in a mood, and I'm
sleepy.
Mai: Oh boy. This always happens to me every time Blast is not in a good mood. And I myself am sleepy. So I'll just make this quick.
Mai: IdontownDigimonandIneverwill. Oh boy. Sorato fans will be killing me for making this chapter...I'm such a wuss...
CHAPTER VIII: A NIGHT WITH THE CRISIS
Sora looked out her window. It was already late afternoon, and they were still in the vicinity of the Ishida Kingdom. Sighing, she looked beside her, and saw the package her father had given her after their conversation in her chamber. Taking it in her hands, she carefully opened it. It was the gown her mother had preserved. Arthur must've kept it away from his mistress. She embraced it, wishing that all of this is just a bad dream. She didn't start crying. Now she had to be strong.
The stagecoach is entering the forest that separates the Ishida's to the Nonaka's. And it was already getting dark. She closed her windows, and repack the gift. Deciding on keeping silent, she listen as the sounds of the creatures of the night started.
Unknown to the redhead, Yamato had been following them, more like a kilometer away. But his training has given him the gift of hearing the stagecoach pass. He looked down at his horse. "You must be tired, boy. But things must be repaired. I'll return you to Taichi after this."
His horse neighed an confirmatory sound. Smiling, he continued to follow the carriage. That was when his horse had stopped. "What's the matter, boy?"
The Clydesdale didn't reply. Yamato understand what it means. This forest is dangerous at night. He closed his eyes, and heard galloping that went fainter and fainter. And the next thing he heard is a woman's scream. He snapped. "Sora!"
He galloped fast forward. And what he see wasn't a pretty sight.
Sora knew she was having a nightmare. It was still peaceful by the start of the night, until she felt the carriage stop, the coachman yelped, the footmen gone, and the carriage door flew open, revealing the ugly face of a bandit. She screamed at the top of her lungs, until the crook decided to silence her. He grabbed her and covered her mouth.
She squirmed at the tight hold. "Heh, you're one lively little girl." The thug exclaimed. "What a good use for you!"
"Yeah. She'd be a good price." Another bandit replied. Looking at her figure, he smirked. "We have to shut her up. That scream might've given us away." He punched her on the stomach.
'This isn't happening...' Sora said as she began losing consciousness. 'Yamato...please...please help me...'
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Blast: Okay, a commercial break for now.........
Drex: What do you mean commercial break! This isn't a telenovela!
Blast: Drex, shut up. I'm still mad at you.
Drex: What? For not paying? Kill me if you like. I ain't paying. YOU SAID I CAN HAVE IT FOR MY GIFT!
Blast: LIKE I SAID THAT! I LEND YOU MONEY, AND YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU'LL RETURN IT ON OUR FAREWELL PARTY! WE ARE NOW IN THIRD YEAR, AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T PAY IT!!
Drex: I think this is enough commercial. GO back to the story!
Blast: Fine! I will!
~~
Sora opened her eyes slowly. The fire cackled softly, and she was hearing a very lovely tune. Without sitting up, she noticed that she was covered by what looks like a cape. She examined her surroundings a bit. There was a figure a good three meters away from her, playing what looks like a harmonica. Seeing the familiar figure, she sits up. The figure stopped his music and look at her. (AN: DAMN! I gave it away with the stupid harmonica!)
"I hope you have preserved your energy well, Sora." He said. Sora blinked. This man...
"Yamato!?"
He walked towards her, and sat down beside her. "It seems that the Inoue's forgot to tell you that this forest isn't safe." He handed her that package. "And I believe this is yours."
She looked at him with sheer gratitude and took the parcel. "Yamato...thank you..."
Matt sighed. "Please, Sora...I don't want to end it this way." He gazed at her. "I don't want to marry someone else...please..."
Sora stared at him for a moment, then turned her head to the side. "I'm sorry, Yamato. I promised father. I can't let him down now." She walked away and stopped at the Clydesdale, refusing to let her tears fall. "Tomorrow, my cousin is coming over. Thank you for saving me, Matt, but I'm really sorry." She tilted her head straight and whistled long and loud.
For a moment, they heard nothing uncommon. The next second, they heard the fast galloping of a horse. It stopped in front of Sora.
"I know Taichi was still lazy in keeping you in the barn." She smirked, patting her palomino. After mounting it, she looked again at Yamato with an apologetic look. "You had saved me twice, Your Majesty, and I thank you for that. But now, I have duties to perform, and I hope I'll be able to make up for those. Goodbye, Your Majesty." She held on the palomino. "C'mon, let's go South." The horse obeyed, and rode off.
Yamato again watched as she once again left him. He punch the tree next to him, damning himself. He knows he can never stop someone like Sora. "Remember, Sora Takenouchi, I will get you back. By the time I have you, I'm not going to let you go...I promise."
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Taichi yawned as he gazed outside. It was already pitch black, but he loved hanging out on the fields. Suppresing another yawn, he remembered the day he first met Mimi.
FLASHBACK
A twelve year old boy sat down on the bench. It was quite a tiring day, and he really wants to get some good sleep. The horses are already in the stables, probably asleep, well, except for Sora's palomino. The animal doesn't seem to go well with wooden stables and a few neighbors of his own species, so he's prefer the forest a lot than the large building that can easily be mistaken for a cage.
Speaking of Sora, he didn't have much contact with her the past years. Probably because of that new mistress of theirs. What a world.
"It's already late afternoon." A feminine voice shook him out of his thoughts. He directed his gaze upon a familiar redhead with red eyes standing beside him, smirking. "Looks like Taichi is having trouble speaking for himself."
"Sora!" he exclaimed, standing up and giving his friend a hug. "Hey, how're you? I've heard the news, by the way."
"Oh, Lady Louise?" Her face wrinkled. "She's a snob. I never thought father would marry such a woman."
"And I could see that you have problems visiting me." He replied.
"I'm sorry if that troubles you, Tai, but she's head of the house while father is gone, and we're not allowed to go out unless for those 'shopping sprees' with her daughters, Mimi and 'shudder' Jun. Mimi is a nice girl, and she's with me right now..." Sora looked around. "But I can't really find her."
"Maybe she's inside the gallery." Taichi suggested. "If your stepsister has an eye for antiques and portraits, that is."
Sora laughed. "And, yes, she DOES have an eye for antiques and portraits. Her room is full of them! She begged me to take her with me when she learned that I'm going here after doing some shopping!"
The two went inside, only to find a girl of their age, studying the paintings carefully. She has long brown hair, and brown eyes. When she noticed the arrival of the two, she beamed.
"Sora! You have to see this!" she called. Sora shakes her head and walked towards her, whispering something that goes by the lines "You see?" to Tai. "This painting is awesome! The person who did this must be so creative."
"Thank you for the compliment." Taichi grinned, causing Mimi to look at him curiously.
"So you are the boy Sora is talking about!" she exclaimed. "And she added that you are great in doing paintings. This must be your work." She extends a hand to him. "My name is Mimi."
He blinked, and then turned pinkish as he accepted the hand. Sora grinned as she saw this reaction. She jabbed his lightly on the ribs. "You take care of her, or I'll personally take care of you!" she said in his ear. She smiled to both of them. "Um, I'll be going outside for a walk. Who knows, maybe I can find MY prince charming somewhere else. This place is getting too stuffy."
Tai watched as Sora left them pretty much alone. That little~! She's so going to get it! Being a good guy that he was, he politely showed Mimi his masterpieces. There he noticed that this girl really showed interest in what he was saying. And this made him uncomfortable, and hearing of the girl's voice carries a shiver to his spine.
END FLASHBACK
He grinned at that small memory that remained as long as he lived. They became steady a few years after, without the proper knowledge of the 'terror' Lady Louise, of course.
With another yawn, he scanned the area, and realized that the setting was the same as that day. Only that Sora wasn't there, not was Mimi, nor was...the palomino.
"Drats." He muttered. "There goes that girl's horse. Where could he be running off to?"
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Mai: Well, that's that for this chapter. I'm having a terrible difficult time updating my stories due to immense school loads such as papers, projects, things like that...
Mai: I want to make something very clear. I'm having burdens with my schoolwork so I really don't want to be faced with a tonful of flames as I go surfing. And also, I can feel sarcasm on your comments, so if you feel like flaming me for this story, please do keep it for yourself for now. Thank you.
Mai: Oh boy. This always happens to me every time Blast is not in a good mood. And I myself am sleepy. So I'll just make this quick.
Mai: IdontownDigimonandIneverwill. Oh boy. Sorato fans will be killing me for making this chapter...I'm such a wuss...
CHAPTER VIII: A NIGHT WITH THE CRISIS
Sora looked out her window. It was already late afternoon, and they were still in the vicinity of the Ishida Kingdom. Sighing, she looked beside her, and saw the package her father had given her after their conversation in her chamber. Taking it in her hands, she carefully opened it. It was the gown her mother had preserved. Arthur must've kept it away from his mistress. She embraced it, wishing that all of this is just a bad dream. She didn't start crying. Now she had to be strong.
The stagecoach is entering the forest that separates the Ishida's to the Nonaka's. And it was already getting dark. She closed her windows, and repack the gift. Deciding on keeping silent, she listen as the sounds of the creatures of the night started.
Unknown to the redhead, Yamato had been following them, more like a kilometer away. But his training has given him the gift of hearing the stagecoach pass. He looked down at his horse. "You must be tired, boy. But things must be repaired. I'll return you to Taichi after this."
His horse neighed an confirmatory sound. Smiling, he continued to follow the carriage. That was when his horse had stopped. "What's the matter, boy?"
The Clydesdale didn't reply. Yamato understand what it means. This forest is dangerous at night. He closed his eyes, and heard galloping that went fainter and fainter. And the next thing he heard is a woman's scream. He snapped. "Sora!"
He galloped fast forward. And what he see wasn't a pretty sight.
Sora knew she was having a nightmare. It was still peaceful by the start of the night, until she felt the carriage stop, the coachman yelped, the footmen gone, and the carriage door flew open, revealing the ugly face of a bandit. She screamed at the top of her lungs, until the crook decided to silence her. He grabbed her and covered her mouth.
She squirmed at the tight hold. "Heh, you're one lively little girl." The thug exclaimed. "What a good use for you!"
"Yeah. She'd be a good price." Another bandit replied. Looking at her figure, he smirked. "We have to shut her up. That scream might've given us away." He punched her on the stomach.
'This isn't happening...' Sora said as she began losing consciousness. 'Yamato...please...please help me...'
~~
Blast: Okay, a commercial break for now.........
Drex: What do you mean commercial break! This isn't a telenovela!
Blast: Drex, shut up. I'm still mad at you.
Drex: What? For not paying? Kill me if you like. I ain't paying. YOU SAID I CAN HAVE IT FOR MY GIFT!
Blast: LIKE I SAID THAT! I LEND YOU MONEY, AND YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU'LL RETURN IT ON OUR FAREWELL PARTY! WE ARE NOW IN THIRD YEAR, AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T PAY IT!!
Drex: I think this is enough commercial. GO back to the story!
Blast: Fine! I will!
~~
Sora opened her eyes slowly. The fire cackled softly, and she was hearing a very lovely tune. Without sitting up, she noticed that she was covered by what looks like a cape. She examined her surroundings a bit. There was a figure a good three meters away from her, playing what looks like a harmonica. Seeing the familiar figure, she sits up. The figure stopped his music and look at her. (AN: DAMN! I gave it away with the stupid harmonica!)
"I hope you have preserved your energy well, Sora." He said. Sora blinked. This man...
"Yamato!?"
He walked towards her, and sat down beside her. "It seems that the Inoue's forgot to tell you that this forest isn't safe." He handed her that package. "And I believe this is yours."
She looked at him with sheer gratitude and took the parcel. "Yamato...thank you..."
Matt sighed. "Please, Sora...I don't want to end it this way." He gazed at her. "I don't want to marry someone else...please..."
Sora stared at him for a moment, then turned her head to the side. "I'm sorry, Yamato. I promised father. I can't let him down now." She walked away and stopped at the Clydesdale, refusing to let her tears fall. "Tomorrow, my cousin is coming over. Thank you for saving me, Matt, but I'm really sorry." She tilted her head straight and whistled long and loud.
For a moment, they heard nothing uncommon. The next second, they heard the fast galloping of a horse. It stopped in front of Sora.
"I know Taichi was still lazy in keeping you in the barn." She smirked, patting her palomino. After mounting it, she looked again at Yamato with an apologetic look. "You had saved me twice, Your Majesty, and I thank you for that. But now, I have duties to perform, and I hope I'll be able to make up for those. Goodbye, Your Majesty." She held on the palomino. "C'mon, let's go South." The horse obeyed, and rode off.
Yamato again watched as she once again left him. He punch the tree next to him, damning himself. He knows he can never stop someone like Sora. "Remember, Sora Takenouchi, I will get you back. By the time I have you, I'm not going to let you go...I promise."
~~
Taichi yawned as he gazed outside. It was already pitch black, but he loved hanging out on the fields. Suppresing another yawn, he remembered the day he first met Mimi.
FLASHBACK
A twelve year old boy sat down on the bench. It was quite a tiring day, and he really wants to get some good sleep. The horses are already in the stables, probably asleep, well, except for Sora's palomino. The animal doesn't seem to go well with wooden stables and a few neighbors of his own species, so he's prefer the forest a lot than the large building that can easily be mistaken for a cage.
Speaking of Sora, he didn't have much contact with her the past years. Probably because of that new mistress of theirs. What a world.
"It's already late afternoon." A feminine voice shook him out of his thoughts. He directed his gaze upon a familiar redhead with red eyes standing beside him, smirking. "Looks like Taichi is having trouble speaking for himself."
"Sora!" he exclaimed, standing up and giving his friend a hug. "Hey, how're you? I've heard the news, by the way."
"Oh, Lady Louise?" Her face wrinkled. "She's a snob. I never thought father would marry such a woman."
"And I could see that you have problems visiting me." He replied.
"I'm sorry if that troubles you, Tai, but she's head of the house while father is gone, and we're not allowed to go out unless for those 'shopping sprees' with her daughters, Mimi and 'shudder' Jun. Mimi is a nice girl, and she's with me right now..." Sora looked around. "But I can't really find her."
"Maybe she's inside the gallery." Taichi suggested. "If your stepsister has an eye for antiques and portraits, that is."
Sora laughed. "And, yes, she DOES have an eye for antiques and portraits. Her room is full of them! She begged me to take her with me when she learned that I'm going here after doing some shopping!"
The two went inside, only to find a girl of their age, studying the paintings carefully. She has long brown hair, and brown eyes. When she noticed the arrival of the two, she beamed.
"Sora! You have to see this!" she called. Sora shakes her head and walked towards her, whispering something that goes by the lines "You see?" to Tai. "This painting is awesome! The person who did this must be so creative."
"Thank you for the compliment." Taichi grinned, causing Mimi to look at him curiously.
"So you are the boy Sora is talking about!" she exclaimed. "And she added that you are great in doing paintings. This must be your work." She extends a hand to him. "My name is Mimi."
He blinked, and then turned pinkish as he accepted the hand. Sora grinned as she saw this reaction. She jabbed his lightly on the ribs. "You take care of her, or I'll personally take care of you!" she said in his ear. She smiled to both of them. "Um, I'll be going outside for a walk. Who knows, maybe I can find MY prince charming somewhere else. This place is getting too stuffy."
Tai watched as Sora left them pretty much alone. That little~! She's so going to get it! Being a good guy that he was, he politely showed Mimi his masterpieces. There he noticed that this girl really showed interest in what he was saying. And this made him uncomfortable, and hearing of the girl's voice carries a shiver to his spine.
END FLASHBACK
He grinned at that small memory that remained as long as he lived. They became steady a few years after, without the proper knowledge of the 'terror' Lady Louise, of course.
With another yawn, he scanned the area, and realized that the setting was the same as that day. Only that Sora wasn't there, not was Mimi, nor was...the palomino.
"Drats." He muttered. "There goes that girl's horse. Where could he be running off to?"
~~
Mai: Well, that's that for this chapter. I'm having a terrible difficult time updating my stories due to immense school loads such as papers, projects, things like that...
Mai: I want to make something very clear. I'm having burdens with my schoolwork so I really don't want to be faced with a tonful of flames as I go surfing. And also, I can feel sarcasm on your comments, so if you feel like flaming me for this story, please do keep it for yourself for now. Thank you.