To the Highest Bidder
By theladyknight
Disclaimer: Digimon—not mine!
A/N: Read n Review!
Aino Yuy aka Usagi-Hater: This chapter is 100 percent Jun free though Sora n Yama do mention her a few times…and we find out the exact price Taichi went for; it wasn't 70…
Curtis Zidane Zirra: Obviously! Thanks!
Teehee: Glad you like it!
SoraMoody: Yeah that would've sucked if they accepted credit cards…thanks!
Finegrl33: Thanks!
Trio Wing: 200 would have bought Yama too…
Armitage: That will be revealed eventually…
Blondie121147: I agree about the whole hot guy thing lol!
Young.but.not.hopeless: Taichi would love that…
Scorpion05: Thanks…wait till you meet Sora's family…
Chapter 4: The Date
I spent a long sleepless night trying to figure out what Jun had meant by "finally decided to make your relationship known to everyone else." Did she really mean what she said? I doubt it. I bet it's some sort of trick or plan she has to win Yama. Maybe I should tell him about it on our date tonight.
Ahh, I never realized how that sounds until now. I have a date with Yamato Ishida one of the most popular guys anywhere! Why am I obsessing about this so much? This is Yamato I'm talking about, Yamato my best friend. One date is not going to change things for us, no way. I mean, even if it is a date, we're still best friends nothing more. Even if he is very hot, very talented, and very charming. I cannot let myself fall for him.
Looking at my clock and knowing I wouldn't be able to get anymore sleep, I forced myself up out of bed. 7:00 a.m. This is way to freaking early to be up on a Saturday morning. I decided to take a nice hot shower to clear my mind.
Well, thirty minutes later, my body felt refreshed but my mind was still on Yamato and our date. Stop thinking about him, Takenouchi! I felt my cheeks heat up again. Why does this happen every time I think of him? I really hope I'm not getting a crush on him. That would so ruin our friendship; he'd never return the feelings for a plain, unglamorous person like me.
I walked into the kitchen to find Mom, Grandma, my aunt, and someone I had not expected to see. "Tracey!" I shouted running over to my eighteen-year old cousin.
"Hey Sor!" she exclaimed, giving me a hug. Tracey is my favorite cousin and the only one my age. This is the first time I've seen her in a good five years. "Surprised to see me?" she asked.
"Of course. Come on, let's go to my room and talk."
"Ooh!" she squealed. "Sounds like it's time for some GIRL TALK!" God, she and Mimi would get along fantastic.
Tracey and I ran to my room and shut my door. "I've never been in your room before. Wow, you've got a lot of stuff." She said looking around and then let out a shriek. "Is this the new Teen-Age Wolves album? It's not supposed to come out for another two weeks? How'd you get it? Never mind that, we are so listening to it!"
Tracey cranked the volume and started dancing around making me laugh. Yamato's beautiful voice filled the air, and my cousin sighed. "He's so hot and dreamy…"
"Yamato?" I questioned.
"Of course, silly! I love him!" I groaned. How does every conversation get back to Yamato? And really, it feels a little weird for your cousin to walk around saying she loves your best friend when she's never even met him.
Tracey stood up and began looking at pictures I had hanging up all over the room. "Wouldn't you just die if you could meet him?"
"I didn't realize you liked The Teen-Age Wolves so much."
"Are you kidding me? Everyone I know loves them." She looked through a stack of photos I had just gotten back. I braced myself for the impact because I knew who was in a great majority of those pictures…3, 2, 1…"OH MY GOD! You've met Yamato?" she exclaimed holding up a photo and sitting down next to me again. "Spill!"
The photo was taken two weeks ago at the amusement park. Yamato, Taichi, and I had been on the Ferris wheel, and Taichi took a pictureof the rock star and me,and Yama had his arm draped around my body, pulling me to him. "Tracey, I know this is going to be hard to believe, but Yama is one of my best friends. I've known him for almost fourteen years, back before he was famous."
Her jaw dropped. "You've got to be shitting me!"
I smiled at her usual saying and shook my head, showing her the rest of the pictures she had overlooked. "Nope, I'm not kidding." She put down the pictures with a smirk on her face.
"You like him, don't you?"
"He's my best friend, retard, of course I like him!"
She laughed. "No you like like him as in wanna make out with him or wanna get a little cozy with him and wake up next to him if you get my catch…" she trailed off suggestively. I blushed and slapped her on the shoulder.
"No I don't!" I responded indignantly.
"Hell yeah you do! We'll talk about this later when you're ready to admit it. Anyways, what all do you want to do today? Could we go see a movie tonight?"
Oh God, how the hell am I going to explain this. "Um, I already have plans for tonight."
"What kind of plans?"
I'm so going to get razzed for this…well, she's going to find out when he comes to pick me up tonight so I may as well get it out now. "I have a date."
She squealed again. "With who?"
"Yamato." I responded quietly, waiting for it to sink in.
Tracey shrieked. "Ahh! First I find out your best friend is Yamato Ishida, and now I find out you're dating him!" I shook my head, explaining to her how I had gotten into this whole mess in the first place. When I had finished, a smirk grazed her lips.
"If that doesn't prove you like him, I don't know what does!" I folded my arms.
"Or maybe it proves I'm a good friend…"
She smiled knowingly. "Sure, Sora…whatever you say. With a date this big, I do know one thing for sure. We need to go SHOPPING!"
Oh my God, as if one Mimi wasn't bad enough, we now have another one! I dialed up Meems number knowing I would get my butt kicked so bad if I didn't ask her to go shopping with us. Besides, I really want my car back! "Tachikawas, this is Mimi."
"Hey Meems."
"Oh hey, Sora. Kou gave me your car keys. Said you handed them to him in such a rush to find some money to buy Prince Charming." She laughed and I heard another person laughing in the background. Guess Koushiro is there too. "God Sor, you should see these pictures Kou took last night. You and Yamato look pretty comfortable together…"
Does everyone have something to say about my love life or lack of one! "Funny Mimi, funny."
"So what'd you call about?"
"Well my cousin Tracey and I are going shopping…"
I could just picture Mimi's face right now. "Say no more! I'll be at your place in five minutes tops."
That caused me to laugh. "Meems, your house is a good ten minute drive from my apartment, not to mention you have to stop and pick up my car."
"Five minutes, Sora, you be ready." Mimi yelled persistently.
"Mimi!" I threatened. "If there is one dent or scratch in my car, or you get some sort of ticket, I will kill you!" I stared at the phone. "Damn it! She hung up on me!"
Tracey and I gathered together our purses and money. Luckily, I found forty dollars in my room though I doubted that would be enough for anything. After telling my mom where we were going, why we were going, and giving them the whole Yama and I are just friends thing, Tracey and I sat down outside on the steps waiting for Mimi to arrive.
I cringed at the sound of screeching brakes. Tracey and I looked up to see my car whipping around the corner and pulling up in front of us. "MIMI!" I shouted. "Get out of the driver's seat! I'm never letting you drive my car again!" Rushing around the car, I thankfully found no scratches.
"Hey ladies!" she shouted, ignoring my outburst but actually stepping out of the car. "Are you ready to go shopping? You must be Sora's cousin. I'm Mimi, but please call me Meems."
Well, to make a long story short, Mimi and Tracey got along like long-lost sisters. They got along fantastic from the very beginning.
Mimi had made it her mission to find the perfect outfit for me to wear tonight. What did she say; something along the lines of "...when he sees you, he'll decide to skip out of the date and just take you back to his apartment instead." Leave it to Meems to think of something like that. She did find the "perfect outfit", but it cost way more than the forty bucks I had.
However, the two of them were not going to let me walk away without it so Mimi took out one of her many credit cards and bought it, telling me it was my birthday present. I guess she couldn't break with tradition: every year she buys me clothes.
We stopped for lunch and though we had found what we came for in the first place, they decided we needed to do more shopping. The result, Mimi and Tracey basically had to drag me from store to store to keep me from bailing on them. We shopped for four more hours in the afternoon. Honestly, I don't hate shopping, but there's a limit. I can't handle that much shopping without going crazy. Finally, at 3:30 we pulled up at my place exhausted and with a headache, well, at least for me.
"I'm going to take a nap." I announced as I walked into the living room. "Oh, hi." I waved at my relatives who had arrived while we were out having fun.
"You can't go to sleep!" Mimi exclaimed horrified. "We have to get you made up for your date!"
"Sora has a date, huh…" My Uncle Albert snickered. "Who's the lucky guy?"
"YAMATO ISHIDA!" Tracey shrieked. Did someone buy me earplugs for a present? I have a feeling I'll be needing them soon…
"OH MY GOD!" came the reply from every girl in the room. Soon it sounded as though thousands of birds were in the room. "Yamato…he's such a hottie!" "How did she get a date with him?" "I LOVE The Teen-Age Wolves!" Even my uncles and male cousins began freaking out. Apparently everyone knows Yama; just my luck.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see my grandpa. "Ishida, that sounds familiar. Is he an artist?"
"No." I answered.
"Synchronized swimmer? Dancer?"
"No, no." I responded to each.
"Underwear model?"
"No!" I exclaimed turning red. "He's the lead singer of the band The Teen-Age Wolves and my best friend, Grandpa."
Grandpa chuckled. "I knew I'd heard the name before. Your grandma is a big fan of that band. So you're dating Mr. Popular, huh? How'd this come to be?"
Does EVERYONE think Yama and I are a couple? "It's a long story," I answered. "He got put up for auction and asked me to help him get out of it. Well, I bought him because I couldn't think of anything else, and now I have a date with him."
"Oh. That explains it." Grandpa winked. Mimi dashed over to us.
"Let's go. We have to get you ready!" I groaned. Why can't everyone just leave me alone? "Attention!" Mimi shouted getting everyone to stop talking. "Any girl who wants to help Sora get ready for her date, follow me!" She led me towards my room, and now I felt like the one who was walking to my own death. Why is everyone blowing this out of proportion? It's just a date between two friends, not two lovers, not a boyfriend and girlfriend...just friends!
One by one every single one of the ladies in my family followed Mimi and me to my room. My room was full to the maximum as everyone crowded in. "Hey look at these pictures! You actually know Yamato?" An aunt shouted.
"Yamato's my best friend." I answered for what seemed like the hundredth time.
"Aw…you two look so cute together." Another sighed. "I'd die if he kissed me. Is he a good kisser, Sora?"
I put my hands in my head. They won't shut up. And what's worse is I can actually answer that question! "Yamato and I are just friends!" I could've answered that question with an ohyeah, though.But I don't want them to pryanymore into my love life. Love life; where did that come from?
"Quiet everyone!" Tracey shouted, coming to my rescue. "Okay, ladies, which shade of eye shadow goes best with her dress?" OH GOD, PLEASE SAVE ME!
"I'm going to go take a shower!" I yelled over all the noise, not waiting to hear their response. I grabbed my robe, hurried into my bathroom, and locked the door. Only two and a half hours before he comes and frees me. I picked up my cell phone, which I had hastily grabbed on my escape and said "Yama". The phone began dialing.
"Talk to me." His gorgeous voice said.
"Hey, Yama."
"What's up?"
I sighed. "I'm just warning you in advance how my family is going to attack you when you pick me up tonight. It turns out everyone is a huge fan of yours."
He chuckled. "Great, I'll get the pepper spray ready just in case.You ready for tonight?"
"Well, judging by the fact I'm currently hiding in my bathroom to avoid the evil grips of my female relatives and Mimi, I'd say yeah."
He laughed again. "I wish I could help you, but I'm currently stuck at rehearsal, about to get pummeled by the guys if I don't get off the phone. I'll see you later, Sor."
"Bye Yama, don't get any bruises."
"I'll keep that in mind, but I can take them."
I laughed as he hung up, setting my own phone down. May as well take another shower. It'll keep me away from the rest of my family for at least a little while.
I took my good old time and thirty minutes later, emerged out of the bathroom, towel drying my hair. My mouth fell down at the sight ahead of me. "Grab her!" Mimi commanded.
My mom and Tracey's mom each took one of my arms and set me down on the bed, sitting next to me. Mimi and a few others came at me with makeup and a bunch of other stuff to make me "beautiful". Tracey took my hands and began giving me a manicure while one of my other cousins began a pedicure. They gossiped while doing all this. Tracey or Mimi, both with their big mouths, had spread the story of why Yamato and I were going out in the first place.
"Why didn't you tell me, honey?" Mom asked. "I would have given you the money to buy him." I would have hit myself on the head had it not been for the fact all these people were putting makeup on me or working on my hair.
Finally, by the time the clock read 6:30 and after hours of hairstyling and being allowed to actually put my dress on, I was left alone for five minutes of peace and quiet. Yama is not going to think it's me. My hair was up in an elegant twist with bangs curving on each side of my face. I had strappy high-heeled sandals on as well. My dress was really nice though,something I probably wouldn't have bought if the two of them weren't there, even if I had had the money.
It was a sleeveless dress with a halter-like top that tied around my neck. The dress went down just above my knees, and I actually really liked the dress. But probably the thing that drew me most to it was its color: a stunning shade of blue: the same color of Yamato's eyes.
Looking in the mirror once more, I headed down to show the others. Lots of whistles and a standing ovation greeted me. Mom and Dad both gave me a hug while Mimi and Tracey looked like they could cry.
I rolled my eyes and smirked at them, glancing casually at the clock. 6:35. Taking a seat on the chair next to the door, I waited for Yamato to show up. "Ding Dong!" the doorbell went off. Everyone ran to get it, but thankfully, I got there first.
"One jumbo bacon cheeseburger pizza?" a deliveryman asked.
I gave him a quizzical look. "We didn't order a pizza."
"I did!" Grandpa exclaimed, walking up to the guy. "Here's twenty dollars, keep the change." The delivery boy gave him a large grin and walked off. I shut the door only to hear the doorbell ring again.
"Hey." Yamato said, giving me a lopsided grin. "Damn girl, you clean up well." He whispered as he looked my outfit over.I smirked at him my, eyes trailing up and down his body. "Not so bad yourself." He was dressed in black pants with a long-sleeved dark blue button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He also donned a leather jacked. Yama looks like he always does, very sexy.
"Yamato, it's good to see you again." Mom exclaimed, coming over and hugging him.
"Hey, Mrs. T., Mr. T." he answered, returning the hug. Then the stampede came.
"Oh my God, it is Yamato Ishida!" Tracey shouted from the front of the group. "Hi, Yamato, I'm Sora's cousin Tracey, and I LOVE your band!"
Yama smiled awkwardly. "Thanks, Tracey." Following her lead, the rest of my relatives dashed forward to shake his hand, introduce themselves, and request things of him. Damn it, if they keep this up we're going to be late!
"I think Sora and Yamato better get going." I turned to look at Grandpa who was busy eating his pizza and watching the situation with a bemused look. "If I recall correctly from everything I heard, your reservations are at seven." He stood up and walked over to Yamato, who the others had finally parted from. "Take care of her son, she's a jewel."
Yamato smiled at my grandpa and wrapped his arm around me. "I know, sir, and I will."
Grandpa chuckled. "That's my boy! Have her home before 1:00." He shouted as we were about to walk out the door.
"Will do. It was nice meeting everyone." Yamato answered politely.
As one, the room chorused. "BYE YAMATO!" Then they all noticed me. "Oh, yeah, bye Sora." Yamato shut the door, and I gave a sigh as through the door I heard a shout of "Share the pizza, grandpa!" Yamato and I walked down the steps to his awaiting car. He opened the door for me and then walked around, getting in his own side.
As he started the car and pulled off, he picked something off the floor. "For you…" he said handing me a large bouquet of roses.
I gasped as I accepted them. "Was this part of the cheerleader's arrangements?"
He shook his head as he drove towards our destination. "My treat. I saw them and thought you might like them even though you do see a lot of flowers."
"Thanks, that was sweet." I smiled. We arrived at the restaurant, and Yamato parked his car. I got out only to find his hand in front of me.
"My lady." He bowed.
I smiled. "Thank you, good sir." Our fingers intertwined as he shut the door, locked the car, and we headed into The Villa.
"Reservations under Ishida." Yamato told the maître d'.
The man smiled. "Ah, yes. Come with me please." Yama and I followed the man to a booth in the corner of the restaurant with candles all around it. Yama pulled out my chair and pushed it back in before walking over to his own. "Would you care for something to drink?" the man asked.
"Lemonade, please." I responded.
"I'll have the same, sir." The maître d' nodded and handed us menus before walking off. "So that was your family. Very interesting."
I laughed. "Oh my God, they were almost as bad as Jun. I'm so sorry!"
Yamato laughed as well. "Don't worry about it. Speaking of Jun, I wonder how her date with Taichi is going. She's going to kill him when she finds out what place he ended up with especially since she spent ninety-five bucks buying him. The girl before Jun bid on him offered up seventy dollars." He explained. I raised my eyebrow waiting for him to tell me where Taichi and Jun were going. "McDonald's. (Not mine) We randomly selected places, and Taichi got the least expensive while I got the most expensive."
"It figures Taichi would end up at a place like McDonald's." I decided to tell the blond about the way Jun had acted to me, but he brushed it off.
"She probably is plotting something knowing her, but maybe she finally did decide to mature and grow up." He answered as he began looking through his menu.
A new waiter came bearing our drinks and asked for our orders. Yamato and I both ordered filet mignon and made small talk until the food came. The meal was fantastic, and I had such a good time listening to Yama talk about all sorts of things in between. When we finished, the maître d' returned to give us our bill and also a folded up note. "This is for you, Mr. Ishida."
Yama held the note so both of us could see it. "The first part of your date is finished, but the next part is only minutes away. Please drive to the beach and look for the roaring campfire. There you will find what awaits you next…" Yama and I looked at each other. Cheerleaders.
Yamato stood up and offered his hand to me again, walking towards the front of the restaurant. "Did you enjoy your meal?" the man asked as Yamato took out the money to pay.
"Of course, sir, it was excellent." Yama answered, giving the man the money, and we left for the beach. "Wonder what they have planned for us."
"Who knows." I answered. "I didn't even realize the cheerleaders knew how to make a campfire." He laughed, cranked up the radio and began singing along with some oldies song that had just come on, making me laugh as well.
"You're next single?" I asked. He casually shook his head as we arrived at the beach overlooking the calm night sky and water. "There's the campfire." I pointed out in the distance. He yet again offered me his arm, and I hooked mine through his. We'd often walk that way, I really don't know why; it was just something the two of us did. There was nothing really romantic about it. It was just normal, something the two of us did.
Right away I knew the sandals would have to go. I stopped and kicked them off, holding them in my other hand. "More comfortable?" Yama asked, and I nodded. We approached the bright fire and noticed another folded note lying on a blanket.
"Here's the finale of your romantic date. Have fun roasting marshmallows, making s'mores, stargazing, and keeping warm by the light of the campfire."
I looked around and let out a giggle. "There left all sorts of stuff for us!" Yamato grabbed a bag of marshmallows, sitting down on the blanket and pulling me down as well.
"I still have room for dessert." He joked as he opened the bag and stuck some marshmallows on the end of a stick, placing them over the fire. I grabbed a few too and did the same. We sat in a comfortable silence, watching the crackling fire and making sure we didn't burn our dessert. Yama grabbed the chocolate and gram crackers, getting everything ready to make the s'mores.
Five minutes later, after we each had eaten one, the wind shot up a little. I shivered and held my hand that was currently roasting another marshmallow closer to the fire. The next thing I knew, Yama had taken the stick from my hand and put his leather jacket on me. "Thanks," I whispered.
"No problem." He answered. "As hot as that dress looks on you, I think you could use it." I blushed at his statement, causing him to laugh and continue. "I mean, you're damn hot without having to dress up and go all out like this, but man, you look fine, girl! I seriously think I would have to kill any other guy who got to go out with you while you were wearing that, Sor. Any guy would have problems controlling their thoughts about you while you've got that on."
"Including you?" I asked curiously, removing the marshmallow from the fire.
"Well, I've got more control over my thoughts than most guy,s but, Sor, I've got to say I occasionally find myself slipping." He grinned. That was the statement I was waiting for. I took the freshly roasted marshmallow and hit him in the face with it. We both burst out in laugher as he tried to eat it off his face, and I blushed again when his lips brushed up against my hand, which some of the marshmallow had stuck to.
We then had a big marshmallow fight and spent the remaining time reminiscing over all our favorite old memories. Exhausted, I leaned up against him, and he wrapped his arm around me. "I had such a good time tonight, Yama." I said closing my eyes.
"I did too." He responded. "I'm glad my date was with you. I don't think I would have wanted to go with anyone else other than you." Did he mean that? We sat in silence again until Yama spoke up. "Hey, there's a shooting star. Make a wish!" I closed my eyes tighter. I wish this isn't the last time I get to go out with Yama on a date. Oh my God, did I just think that? Why shouldn't I think that? He's my incredibly hot, sweet best friend that would make any girl happy. Why can't I be that girl? I wish Yama would think of me as more than a friend. "What'd you wish for?" he whispered in my ear.
"If I tell you, it won't come true." I replied smirking at him. He looked at his watch and stood up.
"We'd better head out. It's getting to be around 12:00. I have a feeling your family is going to be asking you a lot of questions." Oh great, he's right like usual.
"Yeah." I responded. "What's that?" I noticed another slip of paper as we were about to leave. Yamato picked it up and I read it out loud. "Most importantly you have to end your romantic date with a goodnight kiss…"
Yama smiled at me. "Guess we can't argue against that." I expected him to kiss my cheek but was very surprised, but not at all mad, when his lips found my own. I shut my eyes as his hand caressed my cheek and found myself kissing him back. The kiss was gentle but still very generous in length. We both pulled away, and I could feel my cheeks heat up. "You're still as good of kisser as you were when we were eleven." Yamato whispered.
I turned to look into his beautiful eyes and laughed. "I'd say you're a little bit better than back then." He laughed and took my arm again, leading me back to the car. We spent the drive in silence, and soon we were back to my apartment. "Thanks for a great night." I answered, picking up the flowers and getting ready to leave.
I felt his arm on me and turned to face him. "Thank you for buying me and everything else. I would go out with you rather than Jun or some other girl any day." He leaned over once more and pecked my lips. "Good luck with the family."
With my cheeks a fresh shade of red, I stepped out of the car. "Thanks. Night, Yama."
"Night, Sor." He answered driving away. I walked up the stairs to my apartment, not surprised to find everyone awake and jumping out to greet me.
I faked a yawn. "I'm tired guys. I'll talk to you in the morning." I murmured, going into my room and locking the door despite all the protests. I climbed onto my bed and took the big bear Yama had won for me at the amusement park two weeks ago in my arms, not wanting to tell anyone how perfect my night had been or how I think I am starting to fall for my best friend…
A/N: Thoughts? I'll update hopefully a lot sooner next time. To give you a little peak at the next chapter: it's all Taichi's fault! Please Review!
