Taichi does something unexpectedly stupid...
Hm...I'm wondering if I'm getting a little R-rated in this fic...lol ^_^
Voguish Fib
chapter seven - White Day (aka Damn Her!)
Blinding light flooded her eyelids, the brownish transparency turning neon orange underneath them, hitting her pupils and waking her from her sleep.
Sora groaned painfully, lifting an arm to shield her eyes from the light.
"Who ate my last piece of cake?" Sora muttered randomly.
"Finally, you're awake! You know we might be late, the celebration starts when the sun sets!" came a voice somewhere inside the room. Sora didn't seem to be listening to her. Her head was throbbing and her mouth was bitter.
What happened? she wondered.
"Oh, Taichi brought you here. He said you were drunk and that if you said anything about sisters and kidnapping, you were just hallucinating," Miyako continued. Sora could hear some rustling of clothes somewhere near her. It was probably Miyako finding them some nice things to wear for the celebration. "Anyways, I told him I was going to take care of your hangover. Are you feeling better?"
Sora blinked a couple times before sitting up and focusing on Miyako. "Huh? Oh--yeah, yeah, I'm all right now," she answered, nodding her head slowly. She blinked quickly a couple more times before some of her memory flooded back to her. And the memory of her dream...
There were three cats dancing in a circle wearing kimonos. It was like some spiritual ceremony with pop music in the background and old people on rocking chairs somewhere close by. Plus the strangest thing...they were worshipping Sora's freshly cut toenail clippings.
Miyako's violet eyes gazed into hers, with a "pity" look. "Aw...you look horrible. It's probably the headache. The herbs I gave you are taking the alcohol from your system, but the side effects include peircing headaches," Miyako told her. "Oh don't worry, it'll wear off in time for the White Day celebration tonight," she reassured her discombobulated friend.
"Okay..." Sora whispered softly, like a small, obedient child.
"Great! Anyways you're going to wear this one," Miyako said, laying a pretty silk kimono across Sora's lap.
"Okay..." Sora repeated. Wait a minute...White Day...that little sneaky girl! I can't believe she's setting me up with Taichi when I specifically told her I didn't like him! she fumed thoughtfully.
"Wonderful. Oh, and remember: be ready by sunset," Miyako instructed before she hastily left the room.
Sora was about to protest, but Miyako had already left the room, leaving her to sulk in the futon. Her eyes traveled to the kimono and she sighed.
Glancing out the window, she noticed Taichi talking to that village girl with the large chest. Breasty laughed heartily at one of Taichi's stupid jokes. (Sometime as the day proceeded, she somehow managed to give the girl a name.) She suddenly got an unexpected feeling of hatred for her.
She looked back down at the dress. Fine, she thought with slight irony. I'll amuse Miyako.
)()()()()(
After a little chat with a couple townspeople, Taichi went back to the room where Koushiro had prepared an entire outfit for him.
Now all he had to do was wait. He picked incessantly at a button on the outfit. He still didn't understand why he had to go and why there were so many damn couples kissing all over the village! From what he's known, this village didn't have a brothel in it or anywhere near it. Besides, if there were any brothels, those couples should be kissing and fondling indoors, not out in the open.
Taichi made a face. No one wanted to see what they were doing! Get a room dammit... he thought distastefully.
"Taichi, will you stop picking at that button? You'll tear it off," Koushiro scolded, slapping his hand away from the button.
Taichi gave him a bored look. "If it tears, I'll be happy," he muttered.
"Why are you always like this Taichi? Can't you be nice to anyone else other than yourself?"
Taichi hadn't been listening. He continued to reminisce on the conversation he had with Sora. He still couldn't believe he blurted all that out. What if she finds out what his father was really planning for her? He knew part of it...but most of it was kept between his father and his confidants. What if he blurted out what he did know?
Damn bitch...I can't believe she doesn't even know her own power...if she did, I wouldn't stand a chance against her, and she'd be able to go home whenever she wanted, Taichi thought. The tone of his thoughts seemed slightly pitiful, and it irked him a bit. I shouldn't be feeling pity--or anything for that girl! What is wrong with me?
Well, there was something about her. It kind of angered him that she was able to take out all these emotions from him and allow him to open up to her with even the slightest bit of information about his life.
He turned to Koushiro. "You know, if we find a faster route to get to...my destination...I could get there before she messes up my father's plan."
Koushiro's eyes were narrowed at him from the corner of his eyes. He walked up in front of his friend. "Why are you bringing her over to your father?" Koushiro questioned, the suspicion still lingering in his voice.
Taichi looked way from him and shrugged. "Stuff," he answered.
Koushiro nodded. "You know, I wouldn't keep secrets from a friend. Or from a girlfriend either. It's simply unjust. I mean if Mimi ever found out that--"
"MIMI!?" Taichi exclaimed, dropping whatever he was holding. Koushiro blushed and chuckled slightly before beginning to walk away from him.
"You know, I'm kinda thirsty. I'm going to go ask Miyako if--"
Taichi grabbed the back of his haori. "You never told me you were seeing a Tachikawa! Do you know what her father will do if he finds out?" All the while, Koushiro was struggling from his grasp.
He paused for a moment to answer Taichi. "Yes I do know the consequences of my reckless actions. In fact, we've been keeping it a secret for three years now," Koushiro announced quite proudly.
Taichi was in utter disbelief. "Three years!? Wow..."
"Ever since that time you visited me during the summer before the war. Remember? You and Mimi had to stay over at the shrine because of the passing of the opposition and the bad weather?"
Taichi recalled and nodded.
Koushiro continued. "You went to sleep early and we talked throughout most of the night..."
This time it was Taichi's time to stare at Koushiro suspiciously. "Most of the night? What does that mean?"
Koushiro smiled. "Let's just say I'm the only one Mimi can marry now."
"Well...I never knew..." Taichi shook his head, still swimming in disbelief. "I'm never going to look at Mimi the same way again."
Koushiro chuckled. "Okay, now, we have to make sure you behave tonight."
"Behave!? What am I, nine!?"
"You act like it! Miyako and I will teach you some manners..."
Taichi rolled his eyes and gave a sigh. "Whatever...I just want to get this over with."
Deep inside him, he was a bit apprehensive about this night. He felt that something was going to happen, but he wasn't quite sure what...
)()()()()(
Evening was coming and the sun was nearly set. Taichi had been bored out of his mind waiting for Koushiro to return from relieving himself in the forest. Half an hour had passed and Koushiro was missing. Maybe he was having...um...some trouble?
He probably forgot to come back, Taichi told himself. Then at the corner of his eye he saw Fuyuko, the girl who had greeted them when they first came into the village. She smiled and shyly waved at him. He smiled back slightly.
That was when he decided to do something dumb. He walked over to her and the two began with some casual chatting. Then, before he even realized, he was kissing this flirty, village girl. She kissed him back and whispered mindless things into his ear . He tried to ignore it and simply continued to kiss her, the boredom getting the better of him. She rubbed his back and touched his shoulders, taunting him to continue to kiss her.
"Oh Taichi! You're such a good kisser!" Fuyuko purred, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Taichi hadn't heard a word she said. His lips were once again on hers, his fingers running through her long, iron-straight hair. Fuyuko moaned against him. Ironically that particular moment was the only time he began thinking about what was really going on in his messy life. Why was he kissing Fuyuko? Was he just frustrated with his father's continuous pressure? Or was it really just utter boredom? Did he even like Fuyuko? Or was it something else...?
I wish you catch us like this Sora... he thought, unexpectedly. He suddenly jerked himself away from the girl. "Sora..."
Fuyuko stared at him with a look of confusion. "Sora?" she asked, a bit offended. "You told me you weren't in love with her!" she whined, grabbing onto the front of his haori.
He was limp in the girl's grasp. He shouldn't even be doing this! What am I thinking!? That stupid girl had nothing to do with what Fuyuko and I were doing! That damn bitch is invading everything I'm doing! Damn her! he thought, the unexpecting feeling dispersing, allowing anger to seep in.
"Taichi!" Fuyuko whined some more. Taichi sighed.
"Sorry about that Fuyuko..." I need an excuse... he thought frantically. "It's just that Sora's my responsibility...I have to watch her," he lied (kind of...technically, he was supposed to be watching her.)
"Am I?" a loud, insistent voice asked.
Taichi tensed. Shit... He cringed, knowing who owned that voice. He turned to see angry crimson eyes glaring at him.
He cleared his throat. "Are you what?" he asked, pretending not to understand.
"Am I just your responsibility?" Sora asked.
Taichi found himself suddenly staring at her. She looked amazing! Well...when hasn't she looked amazing? Her hair was put up in a bun (with difficulty), and the emerald and pink kimono she was in made her look childlike and innocent (everything she wasn't.) He concentrated on her face and gulped. What is this feeling? Why don't I want to upset her?
Taichi forced himself to speak. "Of course you are! We're the best of friends!" Taichi said sarcastically. His face became serious. "You're my hostage. What did you think?" he snapped, turning away from her face.
Sora didn't seem offended. She placed her hands calmly behind her back and walked towards Taichi. He stood there, unsure of what to do. Fuyuko was left, befuddled, staring at the two wordlessly. Sora continued to walk up to Taichi until she was mere inches away from him. He could almost feel her body heat and see the different shades of red in her irises where the diminishing light hit them in all directions. It was kinda scary having her stare at him like that. It was so penetrating, so intense...she was trying to intimidate him...or something...her gaze was too confusing to tell.
She grabbed the front of his shirt, hitting him with her gaze's hidden intent. "She'll never be as good as I was to you," she whispered, enough for Fuyuko to hear. Taichi's eyes languorously became larger. Sora's eyes were laughing at him. He pulled away.
"Sora--! Wha--! I--!" Taichi sputtered, he turned to Fuyuko, still within the grasp of Sora's fisted fingers. "Fuyuko--I..." What the hell am I supposed to say?
Sora watched Fuyuko's expression change from surprise to fury. She stood up, her mouth set in a tight line, and slapped Taichi right across the face.
"How could you lie to me!?" she squeaked, before giving a short huff, turning, and walking away from the two.
Taichi was speechless. He couldn't even respond to Fuyuko. No, this has never happened to him before. He had never been so frustrated in his life! Before he met Sora, his life was stable and his father wasn't so hypocritical and setting super high standards for him. (Or did he just not notice?) He was at home, getting ready to marry to the girl he was betrothed to by his parents. He was getting ready to take over the lands and gather an army to get his sister back. He had a plan, and his life was orderly.
Damn her!
After he took on the assignment to kidnap Sora, he was a complete mess! He'd been revealing too much information, making friends with great enemies such as Yoshinobu (not exactly), kissing girls he didn't care about, getting drunk, and eating chocolate!
He even began to tell Sora about his sister...if he had gone on to tell her further...no...it was too devastating. Who knew if she was still alive?
Taichi turned his attention back to Sora. "You little witch! Why'd you do that!?" he growled, shoving her out of the way to go after Fuyuko.
Sora grinned innocently, following his figure. "I was saving the poor girl," she told him. "Besides...you shouldn't be doing things like that Taichi. You'll hurt people."
Taichi snorted. "What the hell does that mean?" he asked, turning to face her.
But as his eyes searched, he noticed Sora already walking back to the crowds of people back in the village center. He sighed. That girl made him think about things...she made him contradict his own world, his own father for God's sake! It made him want to tell her about his sister...and Yamato's brother for that matter...and what happened to all the younger siblings of those in the Yagami territory. She made him want to tell her his feelings, his thoughts, his worse fears, and...and...so many other things he would never have dreamed of telling anyone else.
Damn her.
A/N: Wow, I wasn't expecting it to be this short! Anyways, the next chapter will be White Day part 2, lol, since this wasn't exactly how I planned to draw out this chapter. Darn it! Anyways, seriously this time!! The REAL White Day will be the next chapter!