A/n: back, I'm really trying on updating faster. Please forgive me if I don't update right away, and that goes for all my stories. I promise I'll try to update much faster. The thing is that I don't write them out on paper first, I start right on the computer. In fact, I usually never did write things out on paper that need to be typed, including essays and projects.
Nickygirl: haha, I love that line too. I got that from my friend, and use it all the time. Feel free to use it whenever you want to too. Thanks for taking the time to review.
Inconnu: I love Sleeping Beauty too. She is one of my favorite princesses. Glad you like the fic, and thanks for reviewing.
Dream-rose/fanfictionist: sorry for the errors. Grammar isn't my strong point. Especially because i hate grammar, and think it's too limited. Glad you like the story, and thanks for the review.
scorpion05: Maybe you're right about love at first sight... and about Mimi being jealous, you'll just have to wait and see. Thank you for reviewing.
Crazyamzy: I really love that nickname, I'm not even sure how I came up with it. Yes, I always wondered about Yamato being gay... But, he would never hook up with Sora if he was. There's always Tai though. Thanks for the review.
Theladyknight: if anyone were to use that nickname, it would have to be Tai. Glad you like their first meeting (well, not exactly their first). I had to let Sora get a jab at Matt. And about the park...just read to find out. Glad you like this fic, and thank you for your review.
disclaimer-don't own digimon
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- Ch.3 Yamato, Matt...the same?
(Sora's P.O.V)
I came home to another empty apartment. A note was laid on the counter, written in my mother's handwriting:
"Closing today at the shop. Won't be home until 9 or so. There's money on the fridge for you to order some pizza, or anything you want for dinner. Don't let any boys come over, especially Tai. He's becoming too cute, and I'm scared he might take advantage of you. Of course, he is a gentleman, so he's the only boy to come over. No wild parties.
Love,
Mom
P.S. I mean it."
I smiled a little at my mother's words. She was okay, sometimes. Usually when we had company come over, when she couldn't be herself.
I looked over towards the refrigerator, and saw a few ten's pinned down by picture framed magnet. The picture was one of me when I was six at summer camp, and I was wearing a blue hat and a toothy grin. That was when I lost my front teeth. My mother would always show off that picture to company, pretty embarrassing on my part.
I let out a sigh, and put my things away. I checked the digital clock that rested on my desk. It read 4:15. Thinking it over, I decided to take a shower. I could use one to wash of the stench of school, The Diner, and Tai's cheap cologne. As much as I love him, he has to learn that cologne should cost more than 99 cents. Maybe Yamato can help him pick out one, he did smell nice...
I went into the bathroom, and set up a nice hot shower. I removed my clothes, and threw them in the hamper.
My mind just couldn't keep off of Yamato. I guess the rumors were true, well most of them. It was really him, wasn't it? But, he doesn't remember me. I kept thinking about that time in the park, as I took that soothing shower. I really needed this, a shower I mean. However, even the drops of warmth didn't make my thoughts go away.
Done with my shower, I wrapped a towel around me and made it to my room. I read the time again and now it was 4:30.
Perfect.
I'll get dressed, take a quick nap, and then call up Tai to see if he wants dinner. For my oh-so-adorable ensemble, I chose an old pair of black gym shorts and a comfortable white one-size-too-big shirt. My house clothes. I wrapped the towel around my head, and fell onto my warm comfortable bed.
Yamato...Matt...they couldn't be the same, could they? Just thinking about his name reminded me about that moment in the park.
Flashback
I found myself hiding behind a bush, next to he sandbox. It was cold outside, but it didn't matter. I was blind with fury. I hated my parents the most right now, in fact, the first time I ever hated them. Was it all my fault?
I hugged my small legs closer to me, and let the tears fall.
I stayed out there, crying for about fifteen or twenty minutes. I looked up at the sky, and shivered. The sun was just about to set, and I knew it wasn't safe for a eight year old to be by herself at night. I'd go home soon, or at least until my parents find me.
I heard a rustle come from the bushes, and I was scared that it was my mommy or daddy. To my surprise, and relief, I found two glowing blue eyes.
"Were you the one crying?" he asked me. He was a boy, probably my age, with wild blonde hair and cold blue eyes. He had a sweater and pants on, it really was cold outside. I shivered more, and hugged my arms this time.
"Yeah...so?" I said defensively. I knew he would make fun of me soon, and if he did I would just him a good kick in the shin.
"Well sorry. I just thought maybe I could help you, but I guess not." he said offended. He crossed his arms, and pouted. Why wouldn't he just leave me alone.
"I'm sorry, but what make's you think I need help?"I asked, again rather harshly.
"Well, I heard crying and thought maybe someone hurt themself and needed help. Or that you were lost or something. I was just trying to be a nice person, okay." He answered, still offended and now annoyed.
"Well, I'm not hurt or lost, so just go." I felt like crying again, but I wouldn't cry in front of this boy.
"Not until you tell me why you were crying in the first place."
I was getting really irritated by him, and just wanted to kick him already. Still, I was waiting for him to make fun of me for crying.
"Because I'm sad...and mad."
"About what?" he asked, coming closer and his voice softening.
I wasn't sure if I should tell him, but I wanted to tell someone. And it wasn't like he was going to tell anyone, he didn't even know my name.
"Well, my parents fought again. I'm not sure why they were fighting, but I think it was because of me. They kept yelling at each other," I begun, and he listened to every word, "Then my mommy said it was the 'last straw' whatever that means, and said she wants a divorce. My daddy said he'd love to get one. They didn't know I heard them, so I ran away and went to the park."
I stared at him, but he didn't say anything. He just kept staring back at me.
"You can make fun of me now if you want." I told him, now staring at the ground.
He came closer to me, rested a hand on my shoulder, and said gently, "I won't make fun of you."
I looked up at him, but he had no expression on.
"Why? I'm just some big crybaby." He took his hand off me, and sat down next to me.
"Because, I've been through the same thing. My parents divorced three years ago."
I looked at him, and he stared at the ground, not looking at me.
"I'm sorry. I guess you must know how I feel..."
He nodded, and continued.
"I'm not sure why my parents divorced too. I'm fine with it, but I do miss my brother and mother."
"You have a brother?"
"Yup, he's my little brother, three years younger than me. He lives with my mother in a different part of Tokyo. I live with my father here in Odaiba. Do you have a brother or sister?"
"Nope. I'm all alone. I think I am the reason they're divorcing. If it weren't for me, then daddy wouldn't have to do his job and travel. Then he could stay with mommy and they would be happier."
"I thought it was my fault too. I thought I wasn't a good enough of a son for them. But I learned that it wasn't my fault, they just didn't love each other anymore. I'm sure it's not your fault too." he said giving me a weak smile.
"How do you know? You don't even know my parents, they... they probably hate me." I cried again, which startled him. He got up, and just stared at me, not knowing what to do. I didn't care if he saw me anymore, I knew it was true. I'm the reason my parents are divorcing, it's all my fault.
"Calm down. You parents don't hate you, parents aren't supposed to hate their children. I mean, I know my parents still love me and my brother too."
I ignored him, and cried harder.
"You're parents do love you, and they should because you seem like a perfect daughter." he said softly. I looked up at him, and he smiled again.
"What's make you think I'm a perfect daughter?" I caught him off guard, and he began to stumble on his words.
"I...well..uh... Because...because you're sweet, and caring, and smart, and funny...and uh...cute." he sputtered, and then blushed quickly. He was as red as a tomato. It was kinda funny, his face.
"You don't even know me. We've never met before."
"Well, no. But I've seen you around before. I watched one of your soccer games, and I saw you playing with this kid with bush for hair."
"You just made all those things up. I'm not a perfect daughter. It is all my fault." I cried again. I knew he was just trying to help, but I couldn't help it.
"Shh..please don't cry. Listen, it's not your fault. It's about your parents not you. They just fell out of love."
I still cried, and then he did something I didn't expect. I felt his lips on mine, and just as quick as they were put on they were off.
I stared at him with a blank expression. His face looked like a tomato again.
"Sorry, but I thought that would make you stop crying..." he explained.
"Oh, thanks..." I felt myself heat up...my first kiss. That's not how I expected it to be, but then again I never thought about it before.
"Uh...you're welcome. It really isn't your fa-" He was cut short, by a familiar voice.
"SORA! SORA! WHERE ARE YOU?" I heard a squeaky voice call. I knew who it was, and was glad it was him instead of my parents.
"Well, I better go now, I think your friend found you. Good luck. Bye." he said, waving good-bye and walking away.
"Wait! What's your name, kid?" I asked, I needed to know who I had my first kiss with.
"Matt Ishida. I really got to go now." he ran off, and didn't even ask for my name. He was gone, and I knew I had to be found sooner or later.
"I'm over here Tai." I told him, not yelling but said loud enough for him to hear.
He came through the bushes, and ran over to me.
"Sora! There you are! Your parents and mine are worried sick about you. Glad I found you. I can tell Mom I found you, and be the hero. Hero Taichi Kamiya, saves day!" he said with pride. Tai was a really silly boy.
"Yeah, I can see it now! The boy who found his best friend in the park. You'll be famous!" I joked at him.
"Haha, very funny Sora. But you should be happy I found you, instead of your mom or dad." He was right, my mommy and daddy would have killed me. They probably will when I get home.
"I heard about your parents splitting up. My mom and dad were talking about it, and I overheard them. I'm sorry Sora, is that why you ran away?"
I nodded, and I saw him give me a sad smile.
"Yeah, I had to get away from the yelling."
"How do you feel about it?"
"I was really sad, but at least I know it wasn't my fault." Then I thought about Matt.
Tai was about to say something, but then his parents found us.
"Sora! There you are! Good job Tai, you found her." Mr. Kamiya said.
"Thank goodness you're alright! We were so worried!" Mrs. Kamiya said, hugging me.
I stayed quiet for the rest of the day, especially around my parents. It's not your fault. I don't think I could ever forget him.
End Flashback
Yamato...Matt. It had to be him. Matt Ishida could be short for Yamato Ishida. And they both have the same last names. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. Divorced parents and little brother. To many coincidences there, it had to be him. I think it's best I don't mention it, until I'm positive it's him.
I never thought I would reunite with my mystery kisser. Well, not so much a mystery and it was only one kiss. But my first kiss, and it was special. What girl would think a first kiss wasn't?
Does he remember me? Wouldn't he have said something if he did. Oh duh Sora, you never gave him your name. He probably thinks you're just some weird delusional girl.
A sigh escaped my dry lips, and I decided I needed some lip balm. Later... I'm thinking.
The rumors were true. He is a "hotty with a body and a cutie with a booty". I felt my face heat up at that thought. I can't believe I told him that, he must think I'm some kind of idiot. But I couldn't help it if it was true.
Not all the rumors were true. Sure he's charming, but he's not "Prince Charming". And my knees didn't go weak, but I did feel a shiver flow throughout my body when he gave me that killer smile.
Why am I sounding so gushy? I almost sound like Mimi. Clear your head Tackenouchi! He's just some boy you met today...who happens to be the same boy who gave you your first kiss. And a cute boy at that.
I let out a moan, and shook my head. Forget about him and that memory, he obviously has. But maybe he didn't recognize me... STOP! I have to get these thoughts out of my head.
I act as though I'm in love with him...
I couldn't help but laugh a little. Love at first sight was not something I believed in, and no way was I going to start now.
So just stop thinking about him, and go brush your hair. I got out of bed, and went into the bathroom. I examined myself in the mirror, and noticed how homely I looked. I took the brush and started to well... brush my hair.
He must think I'm some kind of bitch for making fun of him. Well I wouldn't call it "making fun of", but more of mocking him.
Wait, I'm thinking about him again. Great...oh well, it's not like anyone can read my thoughts. And since when did I care what guys thought about me?
It was funny to hear him say he's not gay though. But he isn't gay ...right?
No, Tai and the others were just making fun of him because he doesn't date. Of course, it's not like he couldn't get a date.
Then I remembered what Mimi said.
"...I'm thinking about asking him out."
A pang of jealousy hit me. But...why?
I didn't care if the two started going out. She's the kind of girl he would be interested in anyways. Hot.
Ow! I removed the brush from my hand, and noticed I had been brushing it extra hard. A few hairs were now on the brush. I'm not going to let this guy get to me.
Just stop thinking about him. I finished brushing, and checked the time again. 5:05.
Well, I didn't exactly get a nap, but I guess I can have an early dinner. Just call Tai, have come over, enjoy some Chinese food, and forget about what's his face.
I dialed the number, and waited for three rings before Tai answered.
"Kamiya residence, Taichi speaking."
"Hey Tai."
"Oh! Hey Sora, what's up." As he finished his sentenced, I heard something...or someone fall.
"What was that?"
"Oh, that was just Yamama. He heard your name, and he fantasied your beautiful face, leaving him distracted so that he could trip on the carpet." Tai said jokingly, and I could hear Yamato cursing at him. I began to blush at Tai's comment.
Great, just when I wanted to get my mind off of Yamato, Tai goes and make me blush over him.
"Oh, what's he doing there?"
"I left my soccer ball in his car. He came over to return it, and never left."
"Oh. Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to have a take-out dinner with me tonight."
"Why Sora, are you asking me out on a date. I thought we talked about this."
I laughed at his antics, noting the sarcasm.
"Oh yes Tai! I couldn't stand another Friday night alone, so I thought that maybe you'd come a block down and we'd get a little kinky." I joked with him, saying it in a sexy voice.
"I love that idea." he purred, "But I can't. You can just come over here if you want."
"Why can't you just come over here?"
"Well, one I have company over, and if we walk to your place he'll run away nervous, and two...well..."
"Well...?"
"T.K. and Kari are watching "The Notebook". (don't own, just own the Dvd and book.) It's some romance chick flick, and I already hate the fact that they're in another room alone."
"Oh, I see. Well then I guess I'll just come over there. I should have enough for me, you, and Yamato, if he's staying."
"Of course he's staying. Just hearing that you're coming over made his heart skip. Good thing he met you, too. Because you're turning his gayness away."
He laughed, and I heard Yamato yell at Tai. "I am not gay! Stop it Tai, and quit talking that Sora and me shit."
I giggled at how annoyed Yamato was at Tai. Tai, you got to love him.
"Okay, I'll be over there in about fifteen-twenty minutes?"
"Oh, I see, you got to pretty yourself up for Yamato."
"No, I am not prettying myself up for Yamato."
"Right, you're doing it for me. Well, see you soon love."
"Bye, love." I said, kidding around with Tai.
I hung up the phone, and went to my room to change. I decided, to just wear a pair of comfortable jeans, and the same shirt I was wearing. I went into the bathroom. Deciding I would just let my hair naturally dry, I begun to apply little makeup. I did wear makeup, but not that much. I didn't really wear foundation, only if I had a huge ass pimple on the tip of my nose. Just a little blush and eye shadow. No eye liner, just mascara. And finally, a little lip balm and gloss.
I spent awhile, longer than usual, doing my makeup. I really wanted to look good.
It's not like I was trying to impress Tai...or Yamato. I did wonder what he thinks of me.
Compared to some people he probably thinks I'm ugly. Like compared to Mimi.
I brushed my hair one last time, grabbed a sweater, took the money off the fridge, and made my to Tai's apartment.
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A/n: glad, I finally finished it. Sorry for the long wait, promise I'll update faster.
I had to add The Notebook in there. I just love that movie and book. In the next chapter, the three of them watch it. Wonder if any of them will cry...
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