I had that dream again.
Only it wasn't quite the same.
I was running in the same field, wearing the same clothes. A long, loose skirt with a peasant top and an unbuttoned sweater. I looked kind of like a hippie. Makes sense, because in my dream I felt full of love and compassion.
Any way.
I came to the hill and looked down, and all of a sudden the sky went dark, and I wasn't on a hill. I was on a cliff. Below me was a rushing river. Waves crashing against the rocks, dirt flying, and I thought I could hear screams. From below and from behind me. I whirled around to see where the voices were coming from, but every direction I looked at, the voice came from behind.
And they got louder.
And they were screaming.
They were screaming at me.
I backed up from the voices, tripped, and started to fall down the cliff towards the fierce waves.
And then I woke up.
I looked around, but nothing seemed familiar to me. I don't even know why I woke up. It could've been from the dream. Or it could've been that it started raining.
I sat up and looked around to see exactly where I was, and then I remembered.
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"Shut up, Nina." my dad growled. My mom let a couple more tears run down her face before she headed over to fridge and pulled out a flask.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I left.
I walked down the street in a huff, I didn't really plan on ending up anywhere. I wanted to go see Takeru, but I knew he was at basketball practice. I pondered a little, and decided to go see him practice. I walked down to the outdoor courts at Hayvill College, where Takeru's team practices during the summer. I looked through the metal gate, and I could see him running up and down the court. I could tell he was happy. And it made me smile.
I stayed there a little while longer, then decided to leave. Basketball was that part of Takeru's life that I shouldn't interfere with. Everybody needs something they can hold onto, they can keep for themselves.
I walked on, and the more I walked around, the more I wished I had my camera. This city is so full of different things that if I were to take one roll of pictures of the whole city, you'd think I went to five different countries. There are spots where children run and play freely through the streets without a worry in the world, there are places where pedophiles and drug dealers live. There are parks and forests, homes that have been burned down and corporate buildings. I just love this city. I thought of a place where everything seems so combined, so simple. And that's where I went.
I went to the Harland Brothers corporate building, the place where my mom works. Most of the people know me there, so I had no problem getting upstairs. I took the elevator up as far is it would take me, and then I took the stairs up the rest of the way to the rooftop.
Nobody's ever on the rooftop, surprisingly. This rooftop is the only place where you can turn all the way around and see every single area of the city. This building is smack dab in the center of Odaiba. That's the only thing I like about mom's work. This building. I looked around, and found exactly where I wanted to look. I looked out onto the water. Sometimes, if you close eyes and think really hard, you can smell the salt from the ocean and feel the sand between your toes.
And the breeze up here is amazing. If it's too cold, you sit down against the wall, and if it's hot, you sit on the wall. It's great.
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Apparently I fell asleep on the rooftop. And in an uncomfortable position, I might add. My arm feels like an elephant stepped on it. I stood up and looked around. From what I could tell, I was only asleep for a couple of hours. Thank goodness the sprinkling rain woke me up. I stretched, and walked back to the door that led downstairs. Thank goodness it was unlocked. I went downstairs three floors, then took the elevator to the first floor and left.
I didn't want to go home yet, so I walked around for a little while. I wasn't sure if Takeru's practice was over, but I really didn't care. I needed to see him. So to his place I went. I knocked on the door, and Yamato answered.
"Hey Kari. Uh, TK isn't home from practice yet." He told me.
"That's ok. I didn't think he would be. Can I, uh, wait for him? Please?" I asked nervously. Yamato nodded and opened up the door more so I could walk through. I hung up my coat and asked if I could get something to drink, and Yamato laughed.
"Hika, you practically live here. You don't need to ask anymore." he chuckled.
"I know, Takeru's always telling me that. I just feel strange when it comes to other people's property." I said. Yamato said he understood, and left me in the living room while he went and got his guitar. I sat down on the couch, and felt flushed. Reminded me of when me and Takeru first kissed.
Yamato came back in and sat down on the other end of the couch.
"I hope you don't mind if I practice. I try to sneak in a strum or two in between group practices." Yamato said to me.
"No, I don't mind at all. Listening to your music would probably make me feel a little better." I said sincerely.
"You don't feel good?" Yamato asked me worriedly.
"Oh, it's not like a sick feeling. Just...Trouble at home." I replied slowly. I really didn't feel comfortable telling Yamato about things at home, even thought I feel fine telling his brother. I guess I can sometimes tell how Takeru is going to react to the things I say.
"Sorry 'bout that." Yamato said truthfully.
"Don't worry about it." I reassured. "Now, don't you have a song to play?"
"Yeah." Yamato chuckled. He tuned up his guitar a little, and started to play a song I hadn't recognized. Nevertheless, it was a wonderful song. I closed my eyes and rested back on the couch.
And just listened.
I let the music enter through my veins and run all over my body. It was exhilarating.
"Kar? What are you doing here?" Takeru's voice said from across the room. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and he had sweat running down his chest. I bit my tongue to keep from saying something stupid, and told Takeru that I needed to see him.
"Something wrong?" he asked me.
"No, no. I just needed to see you. Can we, um, go in your room?" I asked. He nodded, and said he'd meet me in his room after he dried himself off in the bathroom.
I walked into his bedroom and laid down. His room was the master bedroom. I think him and Yamato flipped a coin and he won. Takeru, I mean.
His room had a dresser that was on the exactly opposite wall as where his head rests on the bed. His feet would be about 3 feet away from his dresser if he were to lay down. He had a couple of posters up above the dresser. Mostly of basketball players.
His room was usually dark, even though he had a window. He liked the dark.
Takeru walked in and turned on one of the dim reading lamps on the side dresser and laid down next to me. He held his head up with his left hand, his left elbow using the bed for support, and wrapped his right arm around my waist.
"So, what'd you need to talk to me about?" he asked me. I turned and looked at him, and his smile turned into a frown of worry.
"Kar, what's wrong? Did something happen at home?" he asked me.
"Tai moved out." I whispered. I turned my eye sight away from him and looked at the wall.
"Oh Kari. I'm so sorry." Takeru said quietly.
"It's ok. Hey, who knows? Maybe it's for the best." I said. I could see Takeru put on a sad smile, even though I wasn't looking at him. Takeru looked at me for a couple of seconds, like it was examining me.
"Do you want to stay here for the night?" he asked me. It's like he read my mind. I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case, though. He has a knack for knowing exactly what I'm thinking.
"I'd like that." I said quietly with a small smile upon my lips.
"Ok." Takeru said kindly. He gave me a light kiss, then sat up. "I'll go run by Matt, see if he's ok with it."
"Ok." I said. I paused, but then spoke up right before Takeru stepped out the door to go see Yamato. "Oh, TK?" I asked.
"Yeah?" he answered.
"Why do you call him Matt instead of Yamato?" I asked.
"I don't know. Got use to it from my childhood, I guess." Takeru answered. I nodded in understandment, and he stepped out of the room. I could hear their voices talking, and then Takeru came back in.
"Matt's fine with it." Takeru answered. He jumped onto the bed next to me.
"You seem happy." I laughed.
"I'm spending the night with you. What their not to be happy about?" he said. He giggled, and Takeru laughed with me.
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Takeru pushed his tongue as far as it could go in my mouth, while struggling with the buttons on my shirt. I gripped his belt and pulled him closer, and he slid his hand up the back of my shirt and unbuttoned my bra. He slipped his hand back to my stomach and slowly ran it up to my chest. I moaned, and he brought his leg up closer to my chest. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him closer, and Takeru took his other hand down to the zipper of my pants. He started to unbutton them, and took my hand away from his back and gripped his hand that was unbuttoning my pants.
"Stop." I whispered.
"Why?" he asked me. The tone of his voice sounded surprised, which in turn surprised me. I thought he knew me better.
"Takeru, we're not ready for that." I sighed.
"C'mon Kar. What are you afraid of? It's not like your a virgin, 'cause I know you're not." Takeru pointed out to me.
"That has nothing to do with this!" I said in a disgusted voice. I pushed him off of me and sat up on the opposite side of the bed and re-fastened my bra.
"This is bullshit, that's what this is." Takeru whispered angrily.
"Well if you think my point of view is bullshit, I don't think I should be here!" I yelled. I grabbed my shoes from the floor and stomped out of his room, sat down on the couch and put my shoes on.
"C'mon Kar, come back in. I'll help you feel more comfortable, ok? I won't be so aggressive." Takeru pleaded from the hallway entrance.
"You just don't get it, do you?" I scoffed. I stood up from the couch and walked over to the door and put my coat on.
"You're being ridiculous Hikari!" Takeru laughed.
"Lets just see how ridiculous I am." I said coldly. I walked out and slammed the door behind me.
It had stopped raining, but the dark clouds that drift along were still floating in the sky. I walked down the street, stepping in puddle after puddle from the evening shower. It was dark out, but the lights from the late night bars guided me. I walked on, listening to the drowning noise of the clubs and the engines of businessmen veering as they left street corners with hookers in their cars. I turned the corner, and headed down a more child-friendly street. I walked on for a while, the lights from the city disappearing and the only sight was by the street lights and stars. I walked up to one of the familiar houses in the neighborhood and knocked on the door.
"Kari?" Miyako gasped. She probably could tell I had been crying, but I didn't think much of it then.
"Can I stay here for the night? Please?" I whispered.
"Yeah, of course, come on in." she replied. I walked in and followed Miyako to her room.
"Listen, I know you have questions you want to ask, but I'm really tired and I need to sleep. I hope you don't mind." I said to Miyako.
"Of course not. Here, you can sleep on my bed tonight and I'll sleep on the couch, ok?" Miyako said kindly.
"Thanks Miya." I whispered. She nodded, and left me to sleep.
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I was running through a field of daisies, laughing and having fun. I came to a hill that looked out over the field and climbed it. I looked behind me, and the field was gone. I whirled around, and the field was now a canyon, with a river down below. I turned away from the crashing waves, and Takeru was standing there. He walked up to me, gripped my shirt, and pushed me over the cliff.
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I sat up quickly and gasped for air. The dream felt so real. I could feel the water rushing into my lungs, the waves pulling me down, my arms and legs hitting the rocks as I floated away.
I felt my head and I was burning up. I turned the fan up, and went back to bed. My sweat sticking to me like silly putty to cotton.
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I walked into the apartment and my dad was on the phone while my mom was drunk on the couch.
"Did you have fun at Miyako's?" my mom asked my groggily.
"Yeah." I said quickly. I went into my room and pressed my ear up against the door and waited for mom and dad to leave the living room. When they finally did, I crept into the living room and looked around for anything that would help me find Taichi, or at least where he was staying. I didn't find anything in the living room, so I tiptoed into Taichi's room. It was pretty messy. Clothes lying all over the place. I walked over to Tai's bed and picked up his jacket from the floor. It still had his scent in it. I brought it to my chest and hugged it.
It was all I had of him.
I could feel my face get hot and my tears start to form.
I missed him so much.
How do you talk to your parents about what happened with me and Takeru? And they don't even know we're dating. Of course, neither did Tai, but he'd understand more.
I started to sob into his jacket, and I just wished he was here. Here to hold my hand, to let me cry onto his shoulder. Here to tell me it was all going to be ok.
And then something fell out of his jacket.
I picked it up, and it was a folded piece of paper. I opened it, and there was an address on it and a phone number. I gulped, and hoped to god that this was where Tai was staying.
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I knocked on Takeru's apartment door, hoping to get Yamato.
I had looked up the address in the phone book, and it was on the other side of town. I needed Yamato to drive me to the place.
Nobody opened the door, and I heard music playing, so I figured nobody heard. I opened up the door and walked inside.
The music was coming from Takeru's room, which was kind of odd, because the music that was playing sounded all boy band-ish. Definitely not Takeru's favorite type of music.
I walked towards his room, and the door was a creek open. I look inside, and saw somebody moving around on the bed. I opened up the door, and found not just a naked Takeru, but a naked girl too.
On the bed.
Together.
Under the covers.
Kissing.
Yamato came up behind me, and I think Takeru heard Yamato's footsteps, because he looked up. His eyes grew incredibly wide with fear when he saw me standing there.
"Kari, wha-what are you doing here?" he stammered as he tried to put his clothes on. Yamato placed a hand on my shoulder and tried to nudge me away, but I didn't move.
"You bastard." I whispered. I let my eyes burn into flames, and wished that I could make flames come out of my hands. I would've grabbed Takeru's neck and burned it to a crisp.
"Hika, let me explain." Takeru said nervously as he walked towards me. I curled my hands into fists and ran one across Takeru's face.
As hard as god would allow me to.
"You better stay the fuck away from me." I said. My voice was cold, and my eyes were in flames. I backed up from him, turned and ran out his door. Onto the street. I had no where to go.
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Only it wasn't quite the same.
I was running in the same field, wearing the same clothes. A long, loose skirt with a peasant top and an unbuttoned sweater. I looked kind of like a hippie. Makes sense, because in my dream I felt full of love and compassion.
Any way.
I came to the hill and looked down, and all of a sudden the sky went dark, and I wasn't on a hill. I was on a cliff. Below me was a rushing river. Waves crashing against the rocks, dirt flying, and I thought I could hear screams. From below and from behind me. I whirled around to see where the voices were coming from, but every direction I looked at, the voice came from behind.
And they got louder.
And they were screaming.
They were screaming at me.
I backed up from the voices, tripped, and started to fall down the cliff towards the fierce waves.
And then I woke up.
I looked around, but nothing seemed familiar to me. I don't even know why I woke up. It could've been from the dream. Or it could've been that it started raining.
I sat up and looked around to see exactly where I was, and then I remembered.
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"Shut up, Nina." my dad growled. My mom let a couple more tears run down her face before she headed over to fridge and pulled out a flask.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I left.
I walked down the street in a huff, I didn't really plan on ending up anywhere. I wanted to go see Takeru, but I knew he was at basketball practice. I pondered a little, and decided to go see him practice. I walked down to the outdoor courts at Hayvill College, where Takeru's team practices during the summer. I looked through the metal gate, and I could see him running up and down the court. I could tell he was happy. And it made me smile.
I stayed there a little while longer, then decided to leave. Basketball was that part of Takeru's life that I shouldn't interfere with. Everybody needs something they can hold onto, they can keep for themselves.
I walked on, and the more I walked around, the more I wished I had my camera. This city is so full of different things that if I were to take one roll of pictures of the whole city, you'd think I went to five different countries. There are spots where children run and play freely through the streets without a worry in the world, there are places where pedophiles and drug dealers live. There are parks and forests, homes that have been burned down and corporate buildings. I just love this city. I thought of a place where everything seems so combined, so simple. And that's where I went.
I went to the Harland Brothers corporate building, the place where my mom works. Most of the people know me there, so I had no problem getting upstairs. I took the elevator up as far is it would take me, and then I took the stairs up the rest of the way to the rooftop.
Nobody's ever on the rooftop, surprisingly. This rooftop is the only place where you can turn all the way around and see every single area of the city. This building is smack dab in the center of Odaiba. That's the only thing I like about mom's work. This building. I looked around, and found exactly where I wanted to look. I looked out onto the water. Sometimes, if you close eyes and think really hard, you can smell the salt from the ocean and feel the sand between your toes.
And the breeze up here is amazing. If it's too cold, you sit down against the wall, and if it's hot, you sit on the wall. It's great.
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Apparently I fell asleep on the rooftop. And in an uncomfortable position, I might add. My arm feels like an elephant stepped on it. I stood up and looked around. From what I could tell, I was only asleep for a couple of hours. Thank goodness the sprinkling rain woke me up. I stretched, and walked back to the door that led downstairs. Thank goodness it was unlocked. I went downstairs three floors, then took the elevator to the first floor and left.
I didn't want to go home yet, so I walked around for a little while. I wasn't sure if Takeru's practice was over, but I really didn't care. I needed to see him. So to his place I went. I knocked on the door, and Yamato answered.
"Hey Kari. Uh, TK isn't home from practice yet." He told me.
"That's ok. I didn't think he would be. Can I, uh, wait for him? Please?" I asked nervously. Yamato nodded and opened up the door more so I could walk through. I hung up my coat and asked if I could get something to drink, and Yamato laughed.
"Hika, you practically live here. You don't need to ask anymore." he chuckled.
"I know, Takeru's always telling me that. I just feel strange when it comes to other people's property." I said. Yamato said he understood, and left me in the living room while he went and got his guitar. I sat down on the couch, and felt flushed. Reminded me of when me and Takeru first kissed.
Yamato came back in and sat down on the other end of the couch.
"I hope you don't mind if I practice. I try to sneak in a strum or two in between group practices." Yamato said to me.
"No, I don't mind at all. Listening to your music would probably make me feel a little better." I said sincerely.
"You don't feel good?" Yamato asked me worriedly.
"Oh, it's not like a sick feeling. Just...Trouble at home." I replied slowly. I really didn't feel comfortable telling Yamato about things at home, even thought I feel fine telling his brother. I guess I can sometimes tell how Takeru is going to react to the things I say.
"Sorry 'bout that." Yamato said truthfully.
"Don't worry about it." I reassured. "Now, don't you have a song to play?"
"Yeah." Yamato chuckled. He tuned up his guitar a little, and started to play a song I hadn't recognized. Nevertheless, it was a wonderful song. I closed my eyes and rested back on the couch.
And just listened.
I let the music enter through my veins and run all over my body. It was exhilarating.
"Kar? What are you doing here?" Takeru's voice said from across the room. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and he had sweat running down his chest. I bit my tongue to keep from saying something stupid, and told Takeru that I needed to see him.
"Something wrong?" he asked me.
"No, no. I just needed to see you. Can we, um, go in your room?" I asked. He nodded, and said he'd meet me in his room after he dried himself off in the bathroom.
I walked into his bedroom and laid down. His room was the master bedroom. I think him and Yamato flipped a coin and he won. Takeru, I mean.
His room had a dresser that was on the exactly opposite wall as where his head rests on the bed. His feet would be about 3 feet away from his dresser if he were to lay down. He had a couple of posters up above the dresser. Mostly of basketball players.
His room was usually dark, even though he had a window. He liked the dark.
Takeru walked in and turned on one of the dim reading lamps on the side dresser and laid down next to me. He held his head up with his left hand, his left elbow using the bed for support, and wrapped his right arm around my waist.
"So, what'd you need to talk to me about?" he asked me. I turned and looked at him, and his smile turned into a frown of worry.
"Kar, what's wrong? Did something happen at home?" he asked me.
"Tai moved out." I whispered. I turned my eye sight away from him and looked at the wall.
"Oh Kari. I'm so sorry." Takeru said quietly.
"It's ok. Hey, who knows? Maybe it's for the best." I said. I could see Takeru put on a sad smile, even though I wasn't looking at him. Takeru looked at me for a couple of seconds, like it was examining me.
"Do you want to stay here for the night?" he asked me. It's like he read my mind. I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case, though. He has a knack for knowing exactly what I'm thinking.
"I'd like that." I said quietly with a small smile upon my lips.
"Ok." Takeru said kindly. He gave me a light kiss, then sat up. "I'll go run by Matt, see if he's ok with it."
"Ok." I said. I paused, but then spoke up right before Takeru stepped out the door to go see Yamato. "Oh, TK?" I asked.
"Yeah?" he answered.
"Why do you call him Matt instead of Yamato?" I asked.
"I don't know. Got use to it from my childhood, I guess." Takeru answered. I nodded in understandment, and he stepped out of the room. I could hear their voices talking, and then Takeru came back in.
"Matt's fine with it." Takeru answered. He jumped onto the bed next to me.
"You seem happy." I laughed.
"I'm spending the night with you. What their not to be happy about?" he said. He giggled, and Takeru laughed with me.
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Takeru pushed his tongue as far as it could go in my mouth, while struggling with the buttons on my shirt. I gripped his belt and pulled him closer, and he slid his hand up the back of my shirt and unbuttoned my bra. He slipped his hand back to my stomach and slowly ran it up to my chest. I moaned, and he brought his leg up closer to my chest. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him closer, and Takeru took his other hand down to the zipper of my pants. He started to unbutton them, and took my hand away from his back and gripped his hand that was unbuttoning my pants.
"Stop." I whispered.
"Why?" he asked me. The tone of his voice sounded surprised, which in turn surprised me. I thought he knew me better.
"Takeru, we're not ready for that." I sighed.
"C'mon Kar. What are you afraid of? It's not like your a virgin, 'cause I know you're not." Takeru pointed out to me.
"That has nothing to do with this!" I said in a disgusted voice. I pushed him off of me and sat up on the opposite side of the bed and re-fastened my bra.
"This is bullshit, that's what this is." Takeru whispered angrily.
"Well if you think my point of view is bullshit, I don't think I should be here!" I yelled. I grabbed my shoes from the floor and stomped out of his room, sat down on the couch and put my shoes on.
"C'mon Kar, come back in. I'll help you feel more comfortable, ok? I won't be so aggressive." Takeru pleaded from the hallway entrance.
"You just don't get it, do you?" I scoffed. I stood up from the couch and walked over to the door and put my coat on.
"You're being ridiculous Hikari!" Takeru laughed.
"Lets just see how ridiculous I am." I said coldly. I walked out and slammed the door behind me.
It had stopped raining, but the dark clouds that drift along were still floating in the sky. I walked down the street, stepping in puddle after puddle from the evening shower. It was dark out, but the lights from the late night bars guided me. I walked on, listening to the drowning noise of the clubs and the engines of businessmen veering as they left street corners with hookers in their cars. I turned the corner, and headed down a more child-friendly street. I walked on for a while, the lights from the city disappearing and the only sight was by the street lights and stars. I walked up to one of the familiar houses in the neighborhood and knocked on the door.
"Kari?" Miyako gasped. She probably could tell I had been crying, but I didn't think much of it then.
"Can I stay here for the night? Please?" I whispered.
"Yeah, of course, come on in." she replied. I walked in and followed Miyako to her room.
"Listen, I know you have questions you want to ask, but I'm really tired and I need to sleep. I hope you don't mind." I said to Miyako.
"Of course not. Here, you can sleep on my bed tonight and I'll sleep on the couch, ok?" Miyako said kindly.
"Thanks Miya." I whispered. She nodded, and left me to sleep.
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I was running through a field of daisies, laughing and having fun. I came to a hill that looked out over the field and climbed it. I looked behind me, and the field was gone. I whirled around, and the field was now a canyon, with a river down below. I turned away from the crashing waves, and Takeru was standing there. He walked up to me, gripped my shirt, and pushed me over the cliff.
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I sat up quickly and gasped for air. The dream felt so real. I could feel the water rushing into my lungs, the waves pulling me down, my arms and legs hitting the rocks as I floated away.
I felt my head and I was burning up. I turned the fan up, and went back to bed. My sweat sticking to me like silly putty to cotton.
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I walked into the apartment and my dad was on the phone while my mom was drunk on the couch.
"Did you have fun at Miyako's?" my mom asked my groggily.
"Yeah." I said quickly. I went into my room and pressed my ear up against the door and waited for mom and dad to leave the living room. When they finally did, I crept into the living room and looked around for anything that would help me find Taichi, or at least where he was staying. I didn't find anything in the living room, so I tiptoed into Taichi's room. It was pretty messy. Clothes lying all over the place. I walked over to Tai's bed and picked up his jacket from the floor. It still had his scent in it. I brought it to my chest and hugged it.
It was all I had of him.
I could feel my face get hot and my tears start to form.
I missed him so much.
How do you talk to your parents about what happened with me and Takeru? And they don't even know we're dating. Of course, neither did Tai, but he'd understand more.
I started to sob into his jacket, and I just wished he was here. Here to hold my hand, to let me cry onto his shoulder. Here to tell me it was all going to be ok.
And then something fell out of his jacket.
I picked it up, and it was a folded piece of paper. I opened it, and there was an address on it and a phone number. I gulped, and hoped to god that this was where Tai was staying.
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I knocked on Takeru's apartment door, hoping to get Yamato.
I had looked up the address in the phone book, and it was on the other side of town. I needed Yamato to drive me to the place.
Nobody opened the door, and I heard music playing, so I figured nobody heard. I opened up the door and walked inside.
The music was coming from Takeru's room, which was kind of odd, because the music that was playing sounded all boy band-ish. Definitely not Takeru's favorite type of music.
I walked towards his room, and the door was a creek open. I look inside, and saw somebody moving around on the bed. I opened up the door, and found not just a naked Takeru, but a naked girl too.
On the bed.
Together.
Under the covers.
Kissing.
Yamato came up behind me, and I think Takeru heard Yamato's footsteps, because he looked up. His eyes grew incredibly wide with fear when he saw me standing there.
"Kari, wha-what are you doing here?" he stammered as he tried to put his clothes on. Yamato placed a hand on my shoulder and tried to nudge me away, but I didn't move.
"You bastard." I whispered. I let my eyes burn into flames, and wished that I could make flames come out of my hands. I would've grabbed Takeru's neck and burned it to a crisp.
"Hika, let me explain." Takeru said nervously as he walked towards me. I curled my hands into fists and ran one across Takeru's face.
As hard as god would allow me to.
"You better stay the fuck away from me." I said. My voice was cold, and my eyes were in flames. I backed up from him, turned and ran out his door. Onto the street. I had no where to go.
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