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Ishidas girl: 'omg i hate you' first few words of a review... you got me a lil scared there. I was like oh shoot what did i do? thanks though glad u realized there was another chapter lolz
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I never appreciate what you have until it's gone. -anonymous
Another morning, another blinding ray of radiant sunlight waking me up at the start of a new day on this isle far away from human exsistance. When my orbs flattered wide open I was greeted by the same smell of rotten soil, same misty air, same walls that look as they were caving in on me. I rolled over, surprised to find a certain blondie not included in my vision. I rose up from my sleeping form and glimpsed back and force in all direction. He wasn't there. Could it be? He left me.
"Don't play games Ishida, where the heck are you?"
Groaning, I got up and looked for him. Outside, a trail of scanty foot marks led out to the direction of the shore. He must have gone fishing. Knowing Yamato was alright I went back to our shelter. There was nothing else to do besides sitting here dazzing into another state for hours. Time seem to tick on forever when you're boring out of your mind. No TV, no sport games, no Tai around for amusement, no chatting on the phone with Mimi, no shopping, I really hate this place.
I found a clean spot to sit on, brought my knees up to my chest and tightly wrapping them in my arms, shameful memories overrealmed me, piercing my soul in every way possible. My glazed body was lost in guilts from what happened yesterday.
Why did he pick a perfect time to wonder off somewhere without even telling me? It must be anger. I regreted every insults I threw at him yesterday. Boy was I in a horrible mood. There was no way I can blame him for holding a grudge against me from now on. Come to think of it. Yamato is sweet, heart-warming, kind, just a flawless combination of every good quality you can ever imagine in a man. While I just denied every caring thing he did for me. I desperately froze there, conquered by imaginary mocking devilish giggles. Little as I did before, now I finally understood what he's trying to tell me. For him, it has always been a war trying to gain my trust. I would have cared though, if only I knew sooner.
"I have go find him." Every muscle tensed up against my control. I closed in to the line of footsteps, followed it closely. I walked on for such a long time, every steps seemed like an eternity. Still, I could not keep my orbs off his shoe marks, it was only hope to catching up to him. "Matt?"
"Matt?!" I cried out again desperate for a sign, any kind of sign that tells me he's nearby.
I was answered back by a call of seagulls zooming in overhead, useless. The throny branches plagued in my way, I reached out my bare arms, brushing away needle anything that stood in my trail. A forest clearing came into view, a muddy surface hidden a vulnerable face half buried underneath the soil. I have found him. Only in a more unexpected form. My hands shifted to his dirty cheeks, cupping it gently. He shuddered as he sensed my touch. Sapphire eyes blinked open on a pale face.
"What happened to you?" I asked and scooped him up by the arms and wrapped around his back to help him up.
"Sora, you just saved my butt once again. If you hadn't come I would be stuck in that mud pool for days." He mouthed in a soft whisper.
"Did you get hurt?" I looked down at him and questioned in concern.
He gave me a quick nod and pointed down to his right limb on a spot just below his knees. The worn out jeans was ripped half way down to his heel and revealed a fresh cut.
"Oh my god. I guess I'll have to fix that when we get back. What is it this time? Did you trip over a stick or something?" I asked.
He turned his white lips into a smirk and found a way to make his story short.
"I was on the beach gathering clams, and on my way back, a wild boar attacked me." Yamato said, triggering a giggle from me. He had to be kinding me, what a lame lie, this is Japan. There is no wild boars living in these areas, not any that I knew of. Wait... there's that old habit again. Man, I got to start believing what he tells me.
I stopped laughing when I saw a bunch of scattered clams near where he broke down. "So let me guess, you tried to catch the boar for our dinner but instead of catching it it turned out quite the opposite and the pig gave you a big booboo before running off?"
"I got tackled by it, that's all..." He defended himself and limped on one foot while reaching my shoulders for support. We huddled together, it took us nearly an hour to get back.
:::In the cave:::
I lighted a fire and beginning wrapping his wound. Glancing up, I caught Yamato eyeing on me. Several feets away the dancing flame highlighted the shape of his face. It was a face I can't resist gazing at.
"Hey Yama."
"Yea." He muttered through his teeth ignoring the pain on his leg.
"About what happened yetersday. It's best if we both put it behind. I don't want to lose our friendship because of one little incident." I confessed and wipt off the mud that was circling his cut.
He shrugged."I never took it as a big deal."
"Don't scare me like that again, if you disappeared I won't know how I could have survived here alone."
"Wait... did I just hear Ms. Stubborn saying she got worried about me?"
Why does he always have to make it harder for me to say it. "What I'm trying to tell you is."
How do I put it in words? "I really care about you Yama. Now I might have been snobby and god knows I overreacted yesterday at the pond. But you see..." I didn't flinch when he rested his fingered on the side of my head. Both of our excelerating heartbeats were heard as soon as my lips closed.
"I would never forgive myself if I lost you." I said tearfully as I sobbed into his chest, pleading and begging for some kind of positive response.
"I don't plan on leaving you Sora." He settled both his arms on my waistlines.
"I meant to tell your something important before, but I couldn't bring myself to say it." I said.
"Speak on."
"Remember two days ago, when we were sitting around the camp fire sharing stories?"
"How could I forget?" He chuckled.
"That person I've been look for, as I was saying, I think I found him. And he was standing in front of me the whole time." I said and plucked a leave off, bandaging it around his leg.
"He must a lucky man." Yamato remarked as if he had no idea who I was talking about. So he does have feelings for me after all.
"Dumbass." I pouted and gazed at him. "It's you!"
Yamato looked down at me, swallowing again and again as his eyes twitched a bit. Mesmerizing blue eyes met up directly at me, capturing my glazed orbs. His glare only made me realize how much I loved him.
"Well, I'm honored and I can't imagine who wouldn't be." I blushed from his compliment.
"How about that kiss?" Yamato asked in a soft whisper. "What?" I screamed and broke away.
Slowly, his breath brushed against my nose, his pouting lips pleading for entrance. I tried to pretend this was a casual peck on the lips, nothing like the time I french kissed Tai. As lips settled onto the another I could't resist any move he made. This exact moment was like a memory from my favorite reappearing daydream, only the intense heartthrobbing sensation of his mouth tasted like candy, delicious. He trailed a hand up my neck and held it delicately at the tip of my chin. I was unsure how to respond, only let him explore deeper and prod my mouth wet with his sweet saliva. Damn, Yamato's a way better kisser than Tai.
In a startling change of position Yamato rolled on top of me, weighting me down against hard ground and toppled his entire body of packed muscles against my skin. In this mildly discomforting position I winced a bit. We were definitely rushing, but for a long period of time I just lay there, this is the way I wanted to be. It can't be any perfect than this, the two of us alone on a paradise island, taking time to enjoy ourselves with the love of our life....
I can't continue anymore... writing fluffs is not my thing and I stink at it too. Oh well, they kissed, the rest doesn't matter, whatever suits your imagination would be fine. But that doesn't mean there won't be a next chappie cuz this story is far from done. I'm going to take be working on 'A Dream Come True' next, no promises though.... Review!