A/n: okay, I just realized this story's gonna be pretty long. their's a lot to it. It is angsty, angstier than I thought, but there is romance. Kissing, and all that crap. Especially hugging.
BTW if you're a taiora fan and can deal with sorato, than just keep reading and vice versa. Although im into sorato right now, I want the ppl to kno that for every taiora part there is a sorato part, ad vice versa..again.
This stry does have two alternate endings. One sorato and taiora.
Also I made a tiny mistake, I mentioned she was 16, but that was a typo. She's really 18, you can figure the other ages. Digiworld did happen.
Sry for the cursing..but I don't really think that bothers anyone.
Ages:
Sora, yama, tai-18....u kno the rest.
Disclaimer: no own digimon %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
bCH.2-Confessions/b %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
iTai's POV/i
As my arms were wrapped around her small shoulders, I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong. She didn't even face me, although she was looking at the floor, I knew her eyes were open.
The floor was being stained by her fresh tears. My face was still scrunched up in worry. She didn't do anything, that got me worried even more. Her hands were swaying by her side, but then they balled up. She was definitely angry...but why?
It sacred me a bit that she wasn't sobbing, she was just crying..no noise made. I knew it was really serious, and it must of had to do with that guy.
"Sora? Please tell us what's wrong?" I whispered in her ear.
I took a glance over at Matt. That idiot wasn't doing anything. He was just sitting on the couch, staring at her like she was part of some sad play...or something... I don't know.
I pushed her gently into the direction of the couch, we were walking, my hands still on her shoulders. She sat down in between us, and finally made a move.
She wiped away her tears, with her hands, trying ro make herself stop.
Wait for her to stop...then ask. That was my plan, and I knew Matt was thinking the same thing, because he was watching her intensively.
She let down a few more tears, but quickly wiped them form her face. She stopped, and Matt finally broke the silence.
"Sora? Are you okay? Is there anything you need?" His voice was shaky, something he never did. The last time I ever saw him so worried was in the Digital World...the times he was so wrapped up in protecting Takeru.
She shook her head, still not making any eye contact.
"Sora? Who was that guy? Why are you crying?"
She didn't say anything, there was an awkward silence, and then finally she broke it. Her voice was raspy, and cracky.
"If I tell you guys something...you promise no tell anyone, especially my parents?"
She finally looked up at Matt, and then at me. Her eyes were red...well..I mean they were like bloodshot. She retreated back to nothing.
"Of course Sor. Anything's safe with us." I reassured her.
"Yeah. You can tell us anything. We're your best friends." Matt continued.
She nodded rather slowly. Sora wiped her eyes again, then letting out an index finger to me and Matt. I understood this concept, something the three of us did. But this was serious to us. We had to truly promise to never tell, no matter what when it came to this.
"Index finger swear?" she took glances at both of us. I smiled slightly, old memories coming back to me of all the times we used that saying. Instead of the usual pinky swear, we wanted ours to be different, so we changed the finger. I knew she was trying to lighten the mood by saying that.
I took her finger in mine, as Yamato did the same.
"Okay, now tell us...what's going on?"
She took in a breath, and finally spoke the truth.
"Well...that man...his name's Hiroshi. He's one of my Dad's friends..." she kept hesitating when she talked. This must have been really hard for her to say. "And...my mom's lover..."
Lover?! This was bigger shock than I thought. Her mom had a lover. No wonder she's like this. I saw Matt's face, and his eyes were wide with shock, as were mine. I felt like they were going to fall right out. Both our mouths were open, almost suspended.
Sora began crying again, harder this time.
"She's been having an affair...with that S.O.B." she almost yelled it out.
I blinked out my shock. Gently, I put my hand on her shoulder, Matt rubbed her back soothingly. Wiping her tears agin, Yamato asked her a question.
"Sor? Does your dad know about this?" I hadn't even thought about her dad, no wonder she's crying so much.
She shook her head, and continued with the already sad story.
"That's the worse thing. My mom asks me not to tell him...I don't. Not like I can, really, my dad's rarely home." that was true. Her father was always traveling, and always came home for at least a week. However, Sora still loved him dearly.
"Even when I could, I can't. I don't know why, but if I tell, then it feels like I'm betraying her..."
She really was in the pickle. I hate seeing her so depressed, I know how much she hates being put into the middle of problems...but this just horrible.
"Sora...when did this happen?" I finally asked. That question had been bugging me, how long has she been going through the torture?
"Well, I'm not so sure. I found out 5 months ago, and I didn't want to know anymore. They've probably been doing it for months, or even years." her voice was so full of hate, that sounded nothing like Sora.
But she's been keeping this secret in for 5 months. I'm a bit surprised she even told us. Yes, we are her best friends....but she tends to keep things locked up inside.
She looked up at us again. Pushing a few bangs behind her ear, she asked a question I couldn't really answer.
"You guys...I'm so confused. I don't know what to do. If I tell, my parents will hate each other and file for divorce, and my mother will hate me. But...but if I don't then this whole things just gonna eat me up inside, and their marriage will just be a sham." her crimson eyes shed even more tears, but she didn't close her eyes.
I couldn't stop myself from drowning in her eyes. But they were so sad, I hate seeing her like this! That damn....mother of hers. Looking at her cry, asking for our help, made me want to cry too.
I bit my lip, not knowing what to say.
We all knew Sora didn't have the best relationship with her mother, but we thought that they reconciled. But now...Sora must hate her. That's the last thing she wants, to have her mother hate her. It'd hit her hard.
Yamato spoke up, I wanted to hear this. What did he have to say about this. He slipped her right hand in his left.
"Sora...I honestly don't know. The right thing to do is to tell, but I know how much you don't want to have your mother hate you, and then your parents split..."
As if by cue, I continued for him, holding her left hand in my right.
"And if you don't tell then they'll just continue their infidelity. And I bet your father will eventually find out, which makes it worse because then he might not be able to trust you when he knows you knew."
I saw her eyes widen a bit in shock. She hadn't realized that, and I knew that was mistake to say that. Matt gave me a glare at my slip. Sometimes I just don't think before I say...how many times have I been told that.
"I'm sorry Sora, I didn't mean to." I said squeezing her hand gently.
"That's okay...but that doesn't help me..." Her usually sparkling eyes, now dull, wandered off to the floor again.
I let out a sigh, we really didn't help much on that one. She had me stumped still, but I had to say something. Letting
"Well Sora, you have your choices and they both have pretty bad consequences. All you have to do is choose the one that seems worse." That sounded pretty good to me, better than what I said before.
She nodded slowly. They did help, but not much...she still has to choose.
The blonde next to me, released her hand from his, and came up with a pretty good conclusion.
"Well, if yo think about it Sora it's seems the thing to do is tell your dad. I mean he'll more than likely find out eventually. Might as well be now, and then you won't get in trouble for not telling."
How come I didn't think of that? Well at least someone did, and I'm glad it was Matt. He really was smart, but then again so is Sora. I'm guessing she just got to caught up in her situation she never thought of that.
She looked up at him this time, realization struck her like it did me.
"You're right...but I..." she sighed, looking back at the floor. It was harder than it sound. "I'm not sure I can. It's not that easy to have to go up to your father and tell him that his wife is having an affair with his good friend."
She tore her eyes off the ground, and us. Running a hand through her hair, we could see the unshed tears.
"And then, they're going to fight, and get a divorce." she let the tears run again.
As if by instinct, I went to her and hugged her tightly. I knew Matt was going to do the same, but I felt I had to do it before him. I wanted to hold her in my arms, as much as I could. I wanted to be the one to comfort her. Selfish yes, but I guess it's things you do when your in love...especially when the other might be competition.
Her head was against my shoulder, she sobbed into it. My arms were wrapped around her slender waist protectively, hers wrapped around my neck. It didn't bother me that she was crying on my shirt...I didn't give a damn about it. I raised my hand and ran through her silky auburn strands. I saw in the corner of my eye, the look on Matt's face.
Sadness. Jealousy. Hurt?
Had I really hurt my rival by doing this. I suppose that's how I would have felt if he were the one holding her. I was almost positive now that he really did have the same feelings I did for our best friend. I really hoped not, that would make things worse for her.
But how much I want to be the one that could always hold her. How much I want to be the one she felt for...and yet how much I want her to be with him. So I know how she truly feels. To stop my wondering.
"I'm so worried you guys." her voice was a bit muffled, but we heard. She rested her head on my shoulder, talking to both of us now.
"If I tell him, they'll fight, get divorced, and I'll up with my mother, 'cuz my dad's always away." As I was releasing her, Matt scooted closer to us. "Then she'll end up with that manwhore." she said with venom in her voice. She really despised this guy, but I don't blame her.
"Sora, I know this will really be hard to do, but deep down you know this is the right decision. Yes you're parents will probably divorce, and she might end up with Hiroshi...but the burden will be lifted off your shoulders. You know this is what you have to do..." Matt said soothingly. "It'll be hard to deal with if they divorce...but It won't be your fault."
She nodded her head again, and got up.
"You're right Yama...I'll tell him. But he won't be home until next week. I still don't know if I can though...tell him that is. I'd hate to see my father's face when he finds out."
"Sora you can do this, you know you have to. I know it's going to be hard, but you're really strong and I know you can do this. We'll be there right after you tell him, k?" I said, looking over at Matt and her.
"You're right...thanks you guys. I really needed to tell someone, and I'm sorry for not telling you before."
Our blonde friend shook his head, and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"That's alright Sor, as long as you told someone. And you know we're here anytime for a talk."she leaned in closer, he did the same, and the two embraced in a hug.
Letting go of him, she went up to me and did the same. I can never get enough hugs from Sora.
"Thanks again you guys, but I got to go. I need to go home for dinner." she gave us another one of her sweet smiles, and went off. "Bye." she waved to us, and we did the same.
Once I heard the door click, I let out a sigh. Sitting my self down on the couch, I looked up at Matt.
"I can't believe her mom's cheating on her dad...she's the last person I'd ever suspect. You'd figure that out of the tow, that he'd cheat on her...always away."
Matt nodded in agreement, and joined me on the couch.
"I'm just really worried about Sora, you knows how she hates being in the middle of things..." he didn't even bother to look at me, he was staring off into nothing.
He ran a hand through his hair and continued.
"This is really stressing her out, especially when...or if they divorce."
He should know. He's already dealt with pain of divorce, but Sora knows why her parents would...but Matt never really understood why his did. He always said they fought...I guess that's why, don't know. I never really dug deep on that subject.
I think it would hit Sora harder than it ever did Matt. He always had T.K. to confide in about heir family and stuff, but Sora's an only child...it's harder because she has no one.
"It's hard for her too because she has not brother or sisters...which is good too, because they won't be torn apart..."
I looked at him a bit shocked. Did he just read my mind? But that's true about the siblings torn apart, that really took a tool on him and Takeru.
"Hey, it's not the end of the world just 'cuz you and Takeru don't live together anymore, you guys see each other practically everyday."
He gave me a small smile.
"Yeah you're right...but I'm not really talking my parent's divorce..I'm talking about Sora. Aren't you worried about her?"
"Of course I'm worried about her. I just hope she'll be alright after all of his."
"Yeah I know what you mean...Listen I gotta go now. I promised T.K. and Dad I'd cook dinner....wanna come?"
I shoo my head.
"No, it's alright. I have to stay home and wait for Kari and my mom to come home. Mom's bringing pizza for dinner, and can't eat 'til Kari gets home from her picture thing..."
He laughed at that. She went somewhere, but I don't know where. Had to do with pictures.
"Man...you need to pay attention to you're sister. She's probably out taking pictures...she's quite the photographer, in case you didn't notice. See ya."
He waved a hand, and went out the door. I ignored his comment about my lack of attention in my little sister's hobbies.
I could care less about that...only one person came up in my mind. Sora...
I hope she's alright. A sighed lightly, laying my head back on the couch. Sora... I wonder how's she's holding out at dinner...
iSora's POV/i
I opened the door to my own personal hell hole, to find my mother humming to herself, as she placed utensils on our dinner table. It was already set, the plates, napkins, cups, and newly added forks and spoons.
I stayed by the door, for a little less than a minute, the door wide open. I'm not even sure why I did that...but she didn't even notice me. I guess apart of me just wanted to see that she didn't care for me, while another part did, seeing her set a table for two...ionly/I for me and her.
Shaking my head, I closed the door behind mine...she must of heard the click by the door, because she instantly looked over to me.
"Oh dear, You're home. I didn't expect you to be here until a few more minutes. But that's okay, because dinner's all done. So you were with Taichi, right?"
I nodded my head obediently. Something I did. I know I learned to fear her a bit. I used to make smart-ass remarks...but only out of sarcasm...in a joking matter. This was how it was before I came to the Digiworld. But after that I was able to joke around with her, and even go shopping with her. Now it's the same...I could just practically wipe that part out of mind.
Sighing, I walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, I decided to hang out for awhile. Yamato was there too." I sounded so dull, but I guess that's what she did to me. I try my best to not to talk a lot, keep it to a minimum, but talked enough so she never got suspicious.
I gradually became distant towards my mother, and closer to my dad. Although I don't see him much. I pretty sure she noticed....but not that much. It's like when you grow taller, you don't even notice it until you look back at how tall you were before. I grew distant, and my mom probably realizes that after thinking about the times we were close.
"So...um what's for dinner?"
She came out pulling a tray, of one of my favorite Italian dishes. I couldn't help but feel hungry.
"Lasagna....you're favorite right?"
I nodded again, partly true...but whatever. It didn't bother me that she didn't know it wasn't my all-time favorite food...at least she knew I liked it a lot.
Dinner went dully. Nothing much happened. Just trivial questions thrown buy my mother. Like "So how's Taichi and Yamato?" or "do you have homework for this weekend?"
I was busying myself washing the dishes, when she came up with another one of her questions.
"You know, you're father's coming home next week. He'll be staying for 2 weeks this time. He really wants to spend some time with you..."
Hearing her say "father" caught my attention. She always got a bit touchy when it came to that.
"Yeah I know...did he call?"
It was her turn to nod.
"He called today, when you were at tennis practice. He'll be here around 2 p.m. or so."
I went back tot the dishes. This will definitely be different, next Saturday is going to be hell for everyone.
A/N: the whole thing with Tai and Yama comforting her didn't come out as good as I suspected...and I made Tai lighten up the mood a bit...which I don't think was best cuz it was serious....oh well.
BTW working on a new fic..sorato.
R&R
BTW if you're a taiora fan and can deal with sorato, than just keep reading and vice versa. Although im into sorato right now, I want the ppl to kno that for every taiora part there is a sorato part, ad vice versa..again.
This stry does have two alternate endings. One sorato and taiora.
Also I made a tiny mistake, I mentioned she was 16, but that was a typo. She's really 18, you can figure the other ages. Digiworld did happen.
Sry for the cursing..but I don't really think that bothers anyone.
Ages:
Sora, yama, tai-18....u kno the rest.
Disclaimer: no own digimon %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
bCH.2-Confessions/b %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
iTai's POV/i
As my arms were wrapped around her small shoulders, I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong. She didn't even face me, although she was looking at the floor, I knew her eyes were open.
The floor was being stained by her fresh tears. My face was still scrunched up in worry. She didn't do anything, that got me worried even more. Her hands were swaying by her side, but then they balled up. She was definitely angry...but why?
It sacred me a bit that she wasn't sobbing, she was just crying..no noise made. I knew it was really serious, and it must of had to do with that guy.
"Sora? Please tell us what's wrong?" I whispered in her ear.
I took a glance over at Matt. That idiot wasn't doing anything. He was just sitting on the couch, staring at her like she was part of some sad play...or something... I don't know.
I pushed her gently into the direction of the couch, we were walking, my hands still on her shoulders. She sat down in between us, and finally made a move.
She wiped away her tears, with her hands, trying ro make herself stop.
Wait for her to stop...then ask. That was my plan, and I knew Matt was thinking the same thing, because he was watching her intensively.
She let down a few more tears, but quickly wiped them form her face. She stopped, and Matt finally broke the silence.
"Sora? Are you okay? Is there anything you need?" His voice was shaky, something he never did. The last time I ever saw him so worried was in the Digital World...the times he was so wrapped up in protecting Takeru.
She shook her head, still not making any eye contact.
"Sora? Who was that guy? Why are you crying?"
She didn't say anything, there was an awkward silence, and then finally she broke it. Her voice was raspy, and cracky.
"If I tell you guys something...you promise no tell anyone, especially my parents?"
She finally looked up at Matt, and then at me. Her eyes were red...well..I mean they were like bloodshot. She retreated back to nothing.
"Of course Sor. Anything's safe with us." I reassured her.
"Yeah. You can tell us anything. We're your best friends." Matt continued.
She nodded rather slowly. Sora wiped her eyes again, then letting out an index finger to me and Matt. I understood this concept, something the three of us did. But this was serious to us. We had to truly promise to never tell, no matter what when it came to this.
"Index finger swear?" she took glances at both of us. I smiled slightly, old memories coming back to me of all the times we used that saying. Instead of the usual pinky swear, we wanted ours to be different, so we changed the finger. I knew she was trying to lighten the mood by saying that.
I took her finger in mine, as Yamato did the same.
"Okay, now tell us...what's going on?"
She took in a breath, and finally spoke the truth.
"Well...that man...his name's Hiroshi. He's one of my Dad's friends..." she kept hesitating when she talked. This must have been really hard for her to say. "And...my mom's lover..."
Lover?! This was bigger shock than I thought. Her mom had a lover. No wonder she's like this. I saw Matt's face, and his eyes were wide with shock, as were mine. I felt like they were going to fall right out. Both our mouths were open, almost suspended.
Sora began crying again, harder this time.
"She's been having an affair...with that S.O.B." she almost yelled it out.
I blinked out my shock. Gently, I put my hand on her shoulder, Matt rubbed her back soothingly. Wiping her tears agin, Yamato asked her a question.
"Sor? Does your dad know about this?" I hadn't even thought about her dad, no wonder she's crying so much.
She shook her head, and continued with the already sad story.
"That's the worse thing. My mom asks me not to tell him...I don't. Not like I can, really, my dad's rarely home." that was true. Her father was always traveling, and always came home for at least a week. However, Sora still loved him dearly.
"Even when I could, I can't. I don't know why, but if I tell, then it feels like I'm betraying her..."
She really was in the pickle. I hate seeing her so depressed, I know how much she hates being put into the middle of problems...but this just horrible.
"Sora...when did this happen?" I finally asked. That question had been bugging me, how long has she been going through the torture?
"Well, I'm not so sure. I found out 5 months ago, and I didn't want to know anymore. They've probably been doing it for months, or even years." her voice was so full of hate, that sounded nothing like Sora.
But she's been keeping this secret in for 5 months. I'm a bit surprised she even told us. Yes, we are her best friends....but she tends to keep things locked up inside.
She looked up at us again. Pushing a few bangs behind her ear, she asked a question I couldn't really answer.
"You guys...I'm so confused. I don't know what to do. If I tell, my parents will hate each other and file for divorce, and my mother will hate me. But...but if I don't then this whole things just gonna eat me up inside, and their marriage will just be a sham." her crimson eyes shed even more tears, but she didn't close her eyes.
I couldn't stop myself from drowning in her eyes. But they were so sad, I hate seeing her like this! That damn....mother of hers. Looking at her cry, asking for our help, made me want to cry too.
I bit my lip, not knowing what to say.
We all knew Sora didn't have the best relationship with her mother, but we thought that they reconciled. But now...Sora must hate her. That's the last thing she wants, to have her mother hate her. It'd hit her hard.
Yamato spoke up, I wanted to hear this. What did he have to say about this. He slipped her right hand in his left.
"Sora...I honestly don't know. The right thing to do is to tell, but I know how much you don't want to have your mother hate you, and then your parents split..."
As if by cue, I continued for him, holding her left hand in my right.
"And if you don't tell then they'll just continue their infidelity. And I bet your father will eventually find out, which makes it worse because then he might not be able to trust you when he knows you knew."
I saw her eyes widen a bit in shock. She hadn't realized that, and I knew that was mistake to say that. Matt gave me a glare at my slip. Sometimes I just don't think before I say...how many times have I been told that.
"I'm sorry Sora, I didn't mean to." I said squeezing her hand gently.
"That's okay...but that doesn't help me..." Her usually sparkling eyes, now dull, wandered off to the floor again.
I let out a sigh, we really didn't help much on that one. She had me stumped still, but I had to say something. Letting
"Well Sora, you have your choices and they both have pretty bad consequences. All you have to do is choose the one that seems worse." That sounded pretty good to me, better than what I said before.
She nodded slowly. They did help, but not much...she still has to choose.
The blonde next to me, released her hand from his, and came up with a pretty good conclusion.
"Well, if yo think about it Sora it's seems the thing to do is tell your dad. I mean he'll more than likely find out eventually. Might as well be now, and then you won't get in trouble for not telling."
How come I didn't think of that? Well at least someone did, and I'm glad it was Matt. He really was smart, but then again so is Sora. I'm guessing she just got to caught up in her situation she never thought of that.
She looked up at him this time, realization struck her like it did me.
"You're right...but I..." she sighed, looking back at the floor. It was harder than it sound. "I'm not sure I can. It's not that easy to have to go up to your father and tell him that his wife is having an affair with his good friend."
She tore her eyes off the ground, and us. Running a hand through her hair, we could see the unshed tears.
"And then, they're going to fight, and get a divorce." she let the tears run again.
As if by instinct, I went to her and hugged her tightly. I knew Matt was going to do the same, but I felt I had to do it before him. I wanted to hold her in my arms, as much as I could. I wanted to be the one to comfort her. Selfish yes, but I guess it's things you do when your in love...especially when the other might be competition.
Her head was against my shoulder, she sobbed into it. My arms were wrapped around her slender waist protectively, hers wrapped around my neck. It didn't bother me that she was crying on my shirt...I didn't give a damn about it. I raised my hand and ran through her silky auburn strands. I saw in the corner of my eye, the look on Matt's face.
Sadness. Jealousy. Hurt?
Had I really hurt my rival by doing this. I suppose that's how I would have felt if he were the one holding her. I was almost positive now that he really did have the same feelings I did for our best friend. I really hoped not, that would make things worse for her.
But how much I want to be the one that could always hold her. How much I want to be the one she felt for...and yet how much I want her to be with him. So I know how she truly feels. To stop my wondering.
"I'm so worried you guys." her voice was a bit muffled, but we heard. She rested her head on my shoulder, talking to both of us now.
"If I tell him, they'll fight, get divorced, and I'll up with my mother, 'cuz my dad's always away." As I was releasing her, Matt scooted closer to us. "Then she'll end up with that manwhore." she said with venom in her voice. She really despised this guy, but I don't blame her.
"Sora, I know this will really be hard to do, but deep down you know this is the right decision. Yes you're parents will probably divorce, and she might end up with Hiroshi...but the burden will be lifted off your shoulders. You know this is what you have to do..." Matt said soothingly. "It'll be hard to deal with if they divorce...but It won't be your fault."
She nodded her head again, and got up.
"You're right Yama...I'll tell him. But he won't be home until next week. I still don't know if I can though...tell him that is. I'd hate to see my father's face when he finds out."
"Sora you can do this, you know you have to. I know it's going to be hard, but you're really strong and I know you can do this. We'll be there right after you tell him, k?" I said, looking over at Matt and her.
"You're right...thanks you guys. I really needed to tell someone, and I'm sorry for not telling you before."
Our blonde friend shook his head, and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"That's alright Sor, as long as you told someone. And you know we're here anytime for a talk."she leaned in closer, he did the same, and the two embraced in a hug.
Letting go of him, she went up to me and did the same. I can never get enough hugs from Sora.
"Thanks again you guys, but I got to go. I need to go home for dinner." she gave us another one of her sweet smiles, and went off. "Bye." she waved to us, and we did the same.
Once I heard the door click, I let out a sigh. Sitting my self down on the couch, I looked up at Matt.
"I can't believe her mom's cheating on her dad...she's the last person I'd ever suspect. You'd figure that out of the tow, that he'd cheat on her...always away."
Matt nodded in agreement, and joined me on the couch.
"I'm just really worried about Sora, you knows how she hates being in the middle of things..." he didn't even bother to look at me, he was staring off into nothing.
He ran a hand through his hair and continued.
"This is really stressing her out, especially when...or if they divorce."
He should know. He's already dealt with pain of divorce, but Sora knows why her parents would...but Matt never really understood why his did. He always said they fought...I guess that's why, don't know. I never really dug deep on that subject.
I think it would hit Sora harder than it ever did Matt. He always had T.K. to confide in about heir family and stuff, but Sora's an only child...it's harder because she has no one.
"It's hard for her too because she has not brother or sisters...which is good too, because they won't be torn apart..."
I looked at him a bit shocked. Did he just read my mind? But that's true about the siblings torn apart, that really took a tool on him and Takeru.
"Hey, it's not the end of the world just 'cuz you and Takeru don't live together anymore, you guys see each other practically everyday."
He gave me a small smile.
"Yeah you're right...but I'm not really talking my parent's divorce..I'm talking about Sora. Aren't you worried about her?"
"Of course I'm worried about her. I just hope she'll be alright after all of his."
"Yeah I know what you mean...Listen I gotta go now. I promised T.K. and Dad I'd cook dinner....wanna come?"
I shoo my head.
"No, it's alright. I have to stay home and wait for Kari and my mom to come home. Mom's bringing pizza for dinner, and can't eat 'til Kari gets home from her picture thing..."
He laughed at that. She went somewhere, but I don't know where. Had to do with pictures.
"Man...you need to pay attention to you're sister. She's probably out taking pictures...she's quite the photographer, in case you didn't notice. See ya."
He waved a hand, and went out the door. I ignored his comment about my lack of attention in my little sister's hobbies.
I could care less about that...only one person came up in my mind. Sora...
I hope she's alright. A sighed lightly, laying my head back on the couch. Sora... I wonder how's she's holding out at dinner...
iSora's POV/i
I opened the door to my own personal hell hole, to find my mother humming to herself, as she placed utensils on our dinner table. It was already set, the plates, napkins, cups, and newly added forks and spoons.
I stayed by the door, for a little less than a minute, the door wide open. I'm not even sure why I did that...but she didn't even notice me. I guess apart of me just wanted to see that she didn't care for me, while another part did, seeing her set a table for two...ionly/I for me and her.
Shaking my head, I closed the door behind mine...she must of heard the click by the door, because she instantly looked over to me.
"Oh dear, You're home. I didn't expect you to be here until a few more minutes. But that's okay, because dinner's all done. So you were with Taichi, right?"
I nodded my head obediently. Something I did. I know I learned to fear her a bit. I used to make smart-ass remarks...but only out of sarcasm...in a joking matter. This was how it was before I came to the Digiworld. But after that I was able to joke around with her, and even go shopping with her. Now it's the same...I could just practically wipe that part out of mind.
Sighing, I walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, I decided to hang out for awhile. Yamato was there too." I sounded so dull, but I guess that's what she did to me. I try my best to not to talk a lot, keep it to a minimum, but talked enough so she never got suspicious.
I gradually became distant towards my mother, and closer to my dad. Although I don't see him much. I pretty sure she noticed....but not that much. It's like when you grow taller, you don't even notice it until you look back at how tall you were before. I grew distant, and my mom probably realizes that after thinking about the times we were close.
"So...um what's for dinner?"
She came out pulling a tray, of one of my favorite Italian dishes. I couldn't help but feel hungry.
"Lasagna....you're favorite right?"
I nodded again, partly true...but whatever. It didn't bother me that she didn't know it wasn't my all-time favorite food...at least she knew I liked it a lot.
Dinner went dully. Nothing much happened. Just trivial questions thrown buy my mother. Like "So how's Taichi and Yamato?" or "do you have homework for this weekend?"
I was busying myself washing the dishes, when she came up with another one of her questions.
"You know, you're father's coming home next week. He'll be staying for 2 weeks this time. He really wants to spend some time with you..."
Hearing her say "father" caught my attention. She always got a bit touchy when it came to that.
"Yeah I know...did he call?"
It was her turn to nod.
"He called today, when you were at tennis practice. He'll be here around 2 p.m. or so."
I went back tot the dishes. This will definitely be different, next Saturday is going to be hell for everyone.
A/N: the whole thing with Tai and Yama comforting her didn't come out as good as I suspected...and I made Tai lighten up the mood a bit...which I don't think was best cuz it was serious....oh well.
BTW working on a new fic..sorato.
R&R