AN: Alright, I'm going to make up my own names now. That's right, no more Bob, Joe, Chris, Jack, blah blah blah… lolz, that's not really going to happen, but I'm just blown away with the fact that I keep taking KaoruHimura66's relatives' names, and this time, I it's Lottie11's relative's name too!

To Kaoru Himura66: I've come to the conclusion that you just have an extremely large family. Mm hm… *nods proudly. And if you don't have a large family, then that'll just be a secret between you and your family members. ^_- Oh, and I reviewed your fic, I'll Wait and See under the name of Inconnu, lol, it is after all, my username as you can see since I am the author of this story. I was the first one to comment! If you make a sequel, I'll wait and read.

To Lottie11: I hope that when you do make up your mind about the fic, it'll be Sorato!

This chapter has a little um… sap warning… hehe.

Disclaimer: Digimon = not mine.

Recap: Taking in a deep breath, Yamato said exactly what was in his mind. "Sora, I think I'm falling in love with you."

Chapter XIV – Perfect

            "Iknowiknowiknow, It's hard to believe that since we've only met for about two months and we haven't even dated or anything but I can't express it in any other way. I mean, other than that I can only say 'Sora, I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY like you.' So I'm saving breath and energy…" Yamato frantically blurted out.

            Sora couldn't help but giggle quietly at Yamato's nervous state. Though his unexpected declaration had shocked her beyond belief, after Sora had recovered from the shock, the entire situation amused her. "Yama…"

            The blonde silenced her, putting a finger to her lips. "Just hear me out before you say anything." He paused, taking his hand away from her mouth and ran a hand through his hair as a nervous gesture. "I can't stop thinking about you. I wake up and I think about you, you and your soft hair, beautiful eyes, seductive jasmine scent, and yes, even your figure, your body."

            The girl looked down at her sneakers, hiding the dark blush on her cheeks. "Thanks…" Thanks? Is that the best you can come up with, Takenouchi? Sora scolded herself mentally.

            Yamato reached a hand out, placed it under her chin, and lifted up her head. "Sora, I don't know what's happening and I don't know how deeply I've fallen for you, but I do know that despite the short period of time we've known each other and our history, I still believe that I'm falling in love with you."

            "Yama, you know I don't believe in love at first sight, or love coming so quickly…"

            "I know. I didn't either… but now I do." Yama said, grabbing her shoulders and focusing his gaze on her ruby eyes.

            Sora felt herself drowning in his sapphire eyes, "I…" Her ruby eyes suddenly widened and she gasped with sudden remembrance of Headmaster Ishida's words. There was no way she could be a benefactor for Yamato. Not only that, but this guy was just too good to be true. Yamato was perfect in everyway possible, he was polite, charming, had great charisma, thoughtful, cooked, was incredibly sweet, had the looks, and even had the brains. There was no way Sora could be good enough for all that. "I'm sorry, but it won't work. I don't believe it, and if you can fall for me so quickly, what makes you so sure, you won't for the next girl that walks up?"

            "Because I've never felt this way before."

            Sora laughed sarcastically, "Right, like I've never heard that before."

            Yamato frowned, she wasn't cooperating with him, "I mean it, Sora," he said firmly.

            "I don't deserve you. You can find someone better…"

            "NO!!" Yama yelled, making Sora's eyes shoot wider. "I don't want anyone else! I want you, Sora!!" He grabbed her, and forcing her to look at him, pressed his lips against hers in the heat of the moment.

            Sora pulled away with a dark blush staining her cheeks. "That was my first kiss…" she whispered.

            Yama smiled at her change of attitude, he was getting around to her, "come on, don't lie."

            "Shut up, it really was."

            "I could give you a second." He said as he drew her closer.

            Sora placed a hand between their faces. "But Yama… your dad…"

            "So he got to you too…"

            "What is that supposed to mean?"

            "Well… I wasn't lying when I said I didn't like anyone before this, believe it or not, but that doesn't mean that girls didn't like the fabulous Matt right?" He paused momentarily to grin in response to the glare that he received from the redhead. "My dad's kinda strict as you know already. I really don't know what he does, but a while back, this girl started rumors around the school that she and I were going out and I'm not so sure what happened, but one day, she came to me and apologized for everything. I just remembered that she was positively paranoid of everything in the school and from what I could figure out from her words, my father had apparently gone over to her house and said something. At the time, I thought it was kinda handy to have him around, to get rid of the girls, but now I kinda regret it…"

            "But he's right… you have too much going for you to get sidetracked. And I don't know if I can live up to his expectations."

            "Don't worry about my dad's expectations," he whispered next to her ear, "you should be worrying about mine."

            Sora pushed him away and pouted, "You flirt, I didn't say yes you know."

            "Not yet, but I'm confident you'll fall for the Ishida charm sooner or later."

            She slapped him lightly on the shoulder and he laughed. Taking her wrist, Yamato spun Sora around and hugged her from the back.

            He placed his head on the base of her nape and whispered, "So… are we official yet?"

            Shrugging him off, Sora turned around to look at Yamato's sapphire eyes. "We're dating, that's it."

            Smiling, he said, "I'll take you anyway I can."

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            Sora stood in the shower, letting the warm water cascade down her body. Her hair stuck to her skin, their luxurious colored returned once more. The black had washed off easily and like Yamato had said, he was waiting for her patiently in the living room so he could witness the results of the shower. Sora sighed, taking a wet strand of hair and twirling it around her index finger. Yamato… so much had happened in the past couple of hours. She agreed to date him, but not to become his girlfriend yet. It was a small difference, but a significant one to Sora.

            A thousand emotions ran through the girl. She knew Yamato's father disapproved of her, but she just couldn't deny that she felt something for the blonde. That same feeling had compelled her to agree to date Yamato. She wanted to take things slowly, not only due to Headmaster Ishida, but Yamato was Sora's first… relationship. Would he tire of her quickly?

            Questions flooded Sora's mind as she stepped out of the shower and reached for her towel. Would he break her heart? Would his fan girls annoy her more than ever? That was the least of her worries. All the red haired girl wanted to do was to be happy with Yamato, that wasn't too much to ask for, right?

            The doubts in her head washed out like the black hair dye when she opened the door, letting a blast of cool air rush into the room. Yamato turned to look at her from the couch and smiled, all the reassurance she needed. Returning the smile, she walked over to the blonde in her pajamas, a towel wrapped around her shoulders to dry off her damp tresses.

            "Happy now, Yamato?" She asked as she seated herself next to the singer.

            He ran a hand through her auburn waves and came to stop by her cheek, brushing the soft creamy skin lightly with the back of his hand. "More than you could imagine."

            Sora blushed, turning a darkest shade of crimson imaginable. "Yama, it's late."

            "It's Friday."

            "I think it's Saturday by now."

            "Ok then, it's Saturday."

            Sora sighed, "I'll see you later today."

            Yamato frowned and stood up, "Alright, I can take a hint."

            "No! I don't mean it like that, I want you to stay, really…"

            "Are you still afraid of what my father's going to say?"

            The girl remained silent, looking down at the fabric on the couch.

            "Sora, I'll deal with my father, he shouldn't have anything to do with us. I like you, Sora," The blonde turned from his position at the door and grinned, "and from what I can gather, I think you like me too, and that's all that matters."

            The red haired girl smiled genuinely at his comment, "Goodnight, Yamato. I'll see you later today."

            "Night, Sora." With that, the blonde was out the door. Sora sat by herself on the couch, the television was still on, but her mind hardly registered the object, she stared at the door and at that moment, she felt so honestly just content with the way things were. She didn't want more, but she couldn't bear to lose any of it either. Things were perfect.

AN: Kinda short chapter… hn… but I wanted to get it up faster. ^ ^, so I really hope you guys like it, cuz it was a big change in the story. *crosses fingers. I just noticed that the thirteenth chapter is the one that Yamato tells Sora that he likes her, kinda coincidental, no? Keep reviewing, you guys are great!