A/N: PLEASE READ!!
Okay, in all probability, this is not part of White Day at all, but for the sake of this fic, let's just say there is a group-involved celebration. You know, like how kids in the US have dances on Valentine's Day and stuff like that. I'm simply going to mix a bit of ol' American tradition into it.
I hope it's fine?
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Voguish Fib
Chapter 8 - White Day (part 2)
Sora trudged off. She didn't think she could look at him right now.
That jerk! she thought, . How could he be so inconsiderate, using women like that!? How selfish and uncaring to use Fuyuko that way!
Sora's thoughts were seething at the moment for she was one of those few who were awfully feminist and despised those who didn't respect women. Now all that seething was directed at Taichi.
So it was definitely the wrong time for him to follow her into the village--BUT unfortunately, he did exactly that.
"Sora!! Dammit...Sora look--" Taichi jogged up to her, but she continued to walk away from him, her eyes averted, her head held high. "Sora, will you stop for a minute?" He grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to turn and look him straight in the eyes.
"Can't you see I'm trying to ignore you? It's kinda hard to do that when you're standing right in my face," she told him, matter-of-factly.
"I'm sorry okay?"
Sora blinked twice then folded her arms. "And do you even know what you're apologizing to me for?"
No... "Uh...Yeah..." Taichi croaked softly, unsure of it was the right thing to say at the moment.
"What?"
Dammit, I was afraid she was going to ask that, Taichi thought, cursing silently. "For being disrespectful and um...rude and--"
"Taichi, if you're going to apologize do it right! Go to Fuyuko. She's the one who deserves it, not me," Sora told him stonily before turning her heel once more and walking off.
Taichi sighed and simply watched her leave as he went to go find Fuyuko. It was a sad thing, but he never really thought about it--the only reason why he was going to apologize to Fuyuko was because Sora told him too.
The fact that Sora was becoming the authority figure in their little twosome was very clear, but Taichi refused to acknowledge it--even if he happened to be following her orders right now.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a whiff of dark hair sweeping through the air. He turned and found Fuyuko walking towards the little chocolate shop. He slowly followed her, taking a deep breath, unsure of what to say when she saw him.
Then he saw something in her arms. It was a small box of chocolates. His eyes went up to her face. The girl was smiling.
She sure got over "us" quickly, he thought, not exactly surprised by it.
He walked up to her, a bit wary and hopeful that the conversation would be over quickly.
"Fuyuko--" the girl turned, causing Taichi's jaw to snap close. When her eyes turned to him, he didn't think he could talk to her. He was never the type of guy to apologize for something like this. And now, (because of that damn redhead), he felt as if it was some sort of obligation.
Her face faltered. "Oh" was all her lips uttered.
"Look, I wanna apologize--"
Fuyuko suddenly held out a hand and shook her head slowly. "Please don't. If you don't really mean it, don't say it at all please," she told him, her eyes looking up into his brown ones. "I don't want you to apologize because you think you have to. But it would be nice if you'd tell me you were sorry for using me...genuinely."
Taichi was gaping into her eyes. So she didn't just think of him as one of those village boys she probably always flirts with? Did she actually like him? By the looks of it, she probably did...
She was right though. Sora was right too. He had used her to get away from his own problems and now, the only reason he was apologizing to her was because Sora told him too.
Ah, now the real guilt seeps through...
"No...Fuyuko, I'm really sorry. I guess I just used you to get away from my problems. I'm sorry," he told her, placing a friendly hand on her shoulder. "I didn't mean to hurt you in any way. I guess I just needed to find a way to escape my troubles, and you happened to be nearby."
"That's not all," Fuyuko mumbled.
Taichi lifted a brow. "What do you mean?"
"You wanted to get Princess Sora jealous too," she announced with a small smile.
Taichi scoffed. "Ha! That little worm--" Fuyuko unexpectedly went up on her toes and gave him a small peck on the cheek, cutting his little sentence off.
"I'll see you around Taichi," she said with a mischievious smile before disappearing between crowds of people.
"You're wrong Fuyuko!" he tried to call out, but his voice was lost in the other, much louder sounds that were beginning to emanate from the village.
She's wrong...I can't have feelings for that nymph! If I do, my father...he'll never love me...
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Sora found a little bench near the small celebration that was beginning to take place. It began exactly when the last light of the sun disappeared beyond the mountains, just like Miyako said.
Speaking of Miyako, she had met up with her a little while ago, but it seemed she lost her again. So, Sora decided to simply take a seat and watch the musicians play some music as some couples began to dance to the soft rhythm. Hopefully if she sat in once place, Miyako would find her. If she wasn't with her friend Satoru (or is he a friend?)
This was better. Sitting here, watching the beautiful sight of people and lights with a wonderfully lit sky filled with it's own lights. Being relaxed like this was the best thing that ever happened in the past few days. The last time she was this contented was when she was up in her favorite tree, right before she was kidnapped.
Kidnapped. It was such a natural word to her now. Just like the name Taichi.
That bastard... she thought grimly.
If she saw Taichi, she knew her hair would simply turn white upon sight. But no, it wasn't for fear, it was for stress. That boy worked her harder than she ever thought possible (sorry, no pun intended). It was as if he was blaming her for his father being too hard on him.
Was it really her fault? She was being an innocent bystander (or rather, by-sitter), and here he came with his little blond friend, stealing her from the only thing in the world that was even remotely familiar, let alone comfortable for her.
No, she shouldn't be thinking about this. Miyako told her to have some fun, and having some fun didn't mean thinking about Taichi blaming his messed up life on her.
It doesn't mean sitting around, bored on a bench, staring at couples dancing either, she thought sulkily.
She sighed and propped an elbow on her thigh, resting her chin on her palm as she decided to continue to watch the couples. At least it gave her something to do.
A couple suddenly caught her eye; they subtlely reminded her of a different couple--a couple that seemed to be from her past, but she was sure she never met them before. Her mind began to swirl. The woman's long dark tresses...the man with hair similiar to hers, stroking the tresses of that woman. They were dancing...to this same song...
"Sora!"
Sora momentarily shut her eyes, (the strange thoughts leaving) and turned to the person who called her name.
Yet again--it was Taichi.
She rolled her eyes. "What do you want now Taichi?"
"I just want to talk," Taichi said softly.
"Well, I don't want to talk to you," Sora replied. She wasn't relaxed anymore...dammit! He just had to ruin her little moment.
An elderly couple sitting at a nearby bench began to gawk at Taichi and his failing attempt to get Sora to speak to him. He absentmindedly turned to them and gave a small smile. They continued to stare back, blinking, unwavering.
His eye twitched slightly. He felt really uncomfortable under their gazes. Now if he could just get Sora to some place without their large eyes watching...
Then, he got an idea. "Dance with me," he whispered, glimpsing at the elderly couple.
"What!?" Sora asked, with utter disbelief.
Taichi, exasperated in his own impatient way, grabbed her hand and dragged her to where the other couples were dancing.
"Taichi! Are you mad? What are you tryi--"
He suddenly put a hand against the small of her back and pushed her body in a way that it contoured his own. Sora's words were lost in her throat. Taichi's positioning was a bit clumsy because he had never danced a day in his life, and now he had to. He took her hand in his own and made sure her other hand was on his shoulder. It took the two a while to get comfortable in their position.
At least she wasn't trying to get away. That was a good thing, right?
It took Taichi a while to find the courage to look up into her ruby eyes. But when he did, he spoke.
"I just needed to get away from those old people...'cause their beady eyes...and the creepiness--"
Okay, so his words weren't so planned out when he opened his mouth.
Sora was staring at him blankly. "--look, forget them. I just needed to talk to you."
"But I told you I didn't want to talk to y--"
"Sora, please hear me out first?"
Sora turned away and said nothing. Maybe this was her way of saying, "Yes go ahead, I'll give you two minutes to say what you have to say"?
"Please look at me," Taichi asked, his voice sounding a bit whiny.
Is he actually trying to be nice? Sora wondered. She turned her eyes to him.
Taichi took a deep breath, unsure of how his words would come out this time. "Sora look, I know all the stuff that's been happening between us has been really strange and awkward and I know I upset you most times--especially because of the fact that I kidnapped you--but I'm really sorry for it. And I'm sorry that I have no control over it. If we had met in different conditions, we probably would be friends by now."
Sora was shocked. What could she say to this?
Before she could open her mouth, Taichi continued, but this time, he let go of her, and began digging in his pocket for something.
Sora watched as he took a box out with a little white wrap around it. "I got you something," he said, handing the box to her. Sora stood there and gently took the box from him with two hands, she eyed him before her gaze went back to the box. She brought it up to her ear and shook it. There was a slight rattling noise.
This looked similar to those boxes the men at the store were holding.
"They're going to give the girls they love some chocolate," she clearly remembered Ruki saying.
Sora looked up at Taichi. He seemed to be anticipating a reaction from her. "Is this some kind of joke?" she asked. She shook her head and shoved the box back at him. "Uh-uh, I'm not falling for it, nope! You can't fool me Taichi!"
Not exactly the reaction he was waiting for...
"Fool you!? Why would I need to fool you?"
He had a point there. "For your own sick pleasure of teasing others!"
"Sora, I have no intention of teasing you, or 'fooling' you. I just don't want us to fight as often as we do when we continue on and leave this village," Taichi told her in a reasonable tone. She simply stood there, still holding the box while carefully examining it. He watched her, before remembering that they weren't dancing anymore.
The soft tunes of the strange musical instruments were still playing a rhythmic melody, languorous and intoxicating with emotion. It was a song for lovers, most likely, something neither was familiar with. This created a problem, giving the two a disquieting feeling after the mood of the song had settled in.
Taichi cleared his throat and spoke up, cutting through the thick air. "So what do you say?" he asked. Sora looked up into his eyes. "Would you take that box as a treaty?"
Sora's eyes were fixed on him. "Sure," she accepted, despite knowing the meaning of this entire chocolate giving ceremony.
"Great!" He paused and smiled at her. She smiled back. "So what do we do now?" he asked.
Sora took a cautious step forward. "Wanna dance?"
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The night ended up not to be so bad after all. But strangely, the day seemed awfully long...
Sora flopped down on her futon and glanced out the open window. She could see the crowds of people disassembling, emptying the village until only the ball of light from the gas lamps could be seen. And there were plenty of them. They hung on thick string that was attached to every single household's roof, as if connecting them to one another.
She sighed at the pretty sight before turning her attention to the small box that Taichi gave her. Did he really give this to her purposefully? Or did he have some hidden agenda?
She flipped it in her hands until she'd seen it in every angle that a three dimensional box could have. Then she pulled off the string and opened it. As she anticipated, there were white chocolates inside.
Should she indulge? Hm...they looked tempting...
Sora decided against it and put the box back in the pocket of a coat she had. Maybe, if Taichi didn't act like a complete ass the next day, she'd simply share it with him. She laid her head on the pillow and shut her eyes, unaware of the smile that graced her lips.
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"Did it work?"
"I think it did Koushiro."
"Ah, I knew it," Koushiro said, contentedly.
"Of course it worked, White Day is a day that temporarily takes away all the problems in one's life," Miyako answered, shutting the door to Sora's room after she took a small peek inside.
"No, not that! I meant, I knew it, I'm too good for this. I should be paid to be a matchmaker."
"Hey, I did most of the planning, and even my Satoru helped out a bit," Miyako protested.
Koushiro nodded his head. "Of course, of course," he said, waving a hand towards her. Miyako rolled her eyes. Koushiro gave her an affectionate smile. He really was going to miss Miyako when they left. "Well thanks Miyako-san. Now I don't have to deal with their bickering. You know, when they first came to me up on that mountain, all they've done was fight. From the moment I met them to the moment we entered this village."
"How fun," Miyako replied sarcastically.
"Immensely."
"Well, I better go to bed now. I have to wake up early tomorrow to help clean up the mess outside," Miyako rendered. "If I don't see you, goodbye. And have a safe trip!" Koushiro nodded and gave a small wave as he watched her disappear down the hallway. He sauntered over to his and Taichi's room--only to find Taichi sitting on his futon, looking restless.
"Taichi? Is something the matter?"
Taichi looked up at him, a distracted look on his face. Koushiro could tell by the looks of it that Taichi hadn't acknowledged him when he came in.
"I think I might have fallen for Sora," Taichi said.
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A/N: Is it a bad thing that he has? What complications will arise from these new found emotions? Find out next time on--okay, that sounded really, really corny so I'm just gonna stop. But anyways, what'd you think? Can't you believe I made an entire day out of two or three chapters? Ha. Well, yeah, there you have it!
Note: From now on, I will not predict my chapters because the events might come sooner or later. As you can tell, my supposed "White Day" chapter became two parts.
Okay, in all probability, this is not part of White Day at all, but for the sake of this fic, let's just say there is a group-involved celebration. You know, like how kids in the US have dances on Valentine's Day and stuff like that. I'm simply going to mix a bit of ol' American tradition into it.
I hope it's fine?
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Voguish Fib
Chapter 8 - White Day (part 2)
Sora trudged off. She didn't think she could look at him right now.
That jerk! she thought, . How could he be so inconsiderate, using women like that!? How selfish and uncaring to use Fuyuko that way!
Sora's thoughts were seething at the moment for she was one of those few who were awfully feminist and despised those who didn't respect women. Now all that seething was directed at Taichi.
So it was definitely the wrong time for him to follow her into the village--BUT unfortunately, he did exactly that.
"Sora!! Dammit...Sora look--" Taichi jogged up to her, but she continued to walk away from him, her eyes averted, her head held high. "Sora, will you stop for a minute?" He grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to turn and look him straight in the eyes.
"Can't you see I'm trying to ignore you? It's kinda hard to do that when you're standing right in my face," she told him, matter-of-factly.
"I'm sorry okay?"
Sora blinked twice then folded her arms. "And do you even know what you're apologizing to me for?"
No... "Uh...Yeah..." Taichi croaked softly, unsure of it was the right thing to say at the moment.
"What?"
Dammit, I was afraid she was going to ask that, Taichi thought, cursing silently. "For being disrespectful and um...rude and--"
"Taichi, if you're going to apologize do it right! Go to Fuyuko. She's the one who deserves it, not me," Sora told him stonily before turning her heel once more and walking off.
Taichi sighed and simply watched her leave as he went to go find Fuyuko. It was a sad thing, but he never really thought about it--the only reason why he was going to apologize to Fuyuko was because Sora told him too.
The fact that Sora was becoming the authority figure in their little twosome was very clear, but Taichi refused to acknowledge it--even if he happened to be following her orders right now.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a whiff of dark hair sweeping through the air. He turned and found Fuyuko walking towards the little chocolate shop. He slowly followed her, taking a deep breath, unsure of what to say when she saw him.
Then he saw something in her arms. It was a small box of chocolates. His eyes went up to her face. The girl was smiling.
She sure got over "us" quickly, he thought, not exactly surprised by it.
He walked up to her, a bit wary and hopeful that the conversation would be over quickly.
"Fuyuko--" the girl turned, causing Taichi's jaw to snap close. When her eyes turned to him, he didn't think he could talk to her. He was never the type of guy to apologize for something like this. And now, (because of that damn redhead), he felt as if it was some sort of obligation.
Her face faltered. "Oh" was all her lips uttered.
"Look, I wanna apologize--"
Fuyuko suddenly held out a hand and shook her head slowly. "Please don't. If you don't really mean it, don't say it at all please," she told him, her eyes looking up into his brown ones. "I don't want you to apologize because you think you have to. But it would be nice if you'd tell me you were sorry for using me...genuinely."
Taichi was gaping into her eyes. So she didn't just think of him as one of those village boys she probably always flirts with? Did she actually like him? By the looks of it, she probably did...
She was right though. Sora was right too. He had used her to get away from his own problems and now, the only reason he was apologizing to her was because Sora told him too.
Ah, now the real guilt seeps through...
"No...Fuyuko, I'm really sorry. I guess I just used you to get away from my problems. I'm sorry," he told her, placing a friendly hand on her shoulder. "I didn't mean to hurt you in any way. I guess I just needed to find a way to escape my troubles, and you happened to be nearby."
"That's not all," Fuyuko mumbled.
Taichi lifted a brow. "What do you mean?"
"You wanted to get Princess Sora jealous too," she announced with a small smile.
Taichi scoffed. "Ha! That little worm--" Fuyuko unexpectedly went up on her toes and gave him a small peck on the cheek, cutting his little sentence off.
"I'll see you around Taichi," she said with a mischievious smile before disappearing between crowds of people.
"You're wrong Fuyuko!" he tried to call out, but his voice was lost in the other, much louder sounds that were beginning to emanate from the village.
She's wrong...I can't have feelings for that nymph! If I do, my father...he'll never love me...
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Sora found a little bench near the small celebration that was beginning to take place. It began exactly when the last light of the sun disappeared beyond the mountains, just like Miyako said.
Speaking of Miyako, she had met up with her a little while ago, but it seemed she lost her again. So, Sora decided to simply take a seat and watch the musicians play some music as some couples began to dance to the soft rhythm. Hopefully if she sat in once place, Miyako would find her. If she wasn't with her friend Satoru (or is he a friend?)
This was better. Sitting here, watching the beautiful sight of people and lights with a wonderfully lit sky filled with it's own lights. Being relaxed like this was the best thing that ever happened in the past few days. The last time she was this contented was when she was up in her favorite tree, right before she was kidnapped.
Kidnapped. It was such a natural word to her now. Just like the name Taichi.
That bastard... she thought grimly.
If she saw Taichi, she knew her hair would simply turn white upon sight. But no, it wasn't for fear, it was for stress. That boy worked her harder than she ever thought possible (sorry, no pun intended). It was as if he was blaming her for his father being too hard on him.
Was it really her fault? She was being an innocent bystander (or rather, by-sitter), and here he came with his little blond friend, stealing her from the only thing in the world that was even remotely familiar, let alone comfortable for her.
No, she shouldn't be thinking about this. Miyako told her to have some fun, and having some fun didn't mean thinking about Taichi blaming his messed up life on her.
It doesn't mean sitting around, bored on a bench, staring at couples dancing either, she thought sulkily.
She sighed and propped an elbow on her thigh, resting her chin on her palm as she decided to continue to watch the couples. At least it gave her something to do.
A couple suddenly caught her eye; they subtlely reminded her of a different couple--a couple that seemed to be from her past, but she was sure she never met them before. Her mind began to swirl. The woman's long dark tresses...the man with hair similiar to hers, stroking the tresses of that woman. They were dancing...to this same song...
"Sora!"
Sora momentarily shut her eyes, (the strange thoughts leaving) and turned to the person who called her name.
Yet again--it was Taichi.
She rolled her eyes. "What do you want now Taichi?"
"I just want to talk," Taichi said softly.
"Well, I don't want to talk to you," Sora replied. She wasn't relaxed anymore...dammit! He just had to ruin her little moment.
An elderly couple sitting at a nearby bench began to gawk at Taichi and his failing attempt to get Sora to speak to him. He absentmindedly turned to them and gave a small smile. They continued to stare back, blinking, unwavering.
His eye twitched slightly. He felt really uncomfortable under their gazes. Now if he could just get Sora to some place without their large eyes watching...
Then, he got an idea. "Dance with me," he whispered, glimpsing at the elderly couple.
"What!?" Sora asked, with utter disbelief.
Taichi, exasperated in his own impatient way, grabbed her hand and dragged her to where the other couples were dancing.
"Taichi! Are you mad? What are you tryi--"
He suddenly put a hand against the small of her back and pushed her body in a way that it contoured his own. Sora's words were lost in her throat. Taichi's positioning was a bit clumsy because he had never danced a day in his life, and now he had to. He took her hand in his own and made sure her other hand was on his shoulder. It took the two a while to get comfortable in their position.
At least she wasn't trying to get away. That was a good thing, right?
It took Taichi a while to find the courage to look up into her ruby eyes. But when he did, he spoke.
"I just needed to get away from those old people...'cause their beady eyes...and the creepiness--"
Okay, so his words weren't so planned out when he opened his mouth.
Sora was staring at him blankly. "--look, forget them. I just needed to talk to you."
"But I told you I didn't want to talk to y--"
"Sora, please hear me out first?"
Sora turned away and said nothing. Maybe this was her way of saying, "Yes go ahead, I'll give you two minutes to say what you have to say"?
"Please look at me," Taichi asked, his voice sounding a bit whiny.
Is he actually trying to be nice? Sora wondered. She turned her eyes to him.
Taichi took a deep breath, unsure of how his words would come out this time. "Sora look, I know all the stuff that's been happening between us has been really strange and awkward and I know I upset you most times--especially because of the fact that I kidnapped you--but I'm really sorry for it. And I'm sorry that I have no control over it. If we had met in different conditions, we probably would be friends by now."
Sora was shocked. What could she say to this?
Before she could open her mouth, Taichi continued, but this time, he let go of her, and began digging in his pocket for something.
Sora watched as he took a box out with a little white wrap around it. "I got you something," he said, handing the box to her. Sora stood there and gently took the box from him with two hands, she eyed him before her gaze went back to the box. She brought it up to her ear and shook it. There was a slight rattling noise.
This looked similar to those boxes the men at the store were holding.
"They're going to give the girls they love some chocolate," she clearly remembered Ruki saying.
Sora looked up at Taichi. He seemed to be anticipating a reaction from her. "Is this some kind of joke?" she asked. She shook her head and shoved the box back at him. "Uh-uh, I'm not falling for it, nope! You can't fool me Taichi!"
Not exactly the reaction he was waiting for...
"Fool you!? Why would I need to fool you?"
He had a point there. "For your own sick pleasure of teasing others!"
"Sora, I have no intention of teasing you, or 'fooling' you. I just don't want us to fight as often as we do when we continue on and leave this village," Taichi told her in a reasonable tone. She simply stood there, still holding the box while carefully examining it. He watched her, before remembering that they weren't dancing anymore.
The soft tunes of the strange musical instruments were still playing a rhythmic melody, languorous and intoxicating with emotion. It was a song for lovers, most likely, something neither was familiar with. This created a problem, giving the two a disquieting feeling after the mood of the song had settled in.
Taichi cleared his throat and spoke up, cutting through the thick air. "So what do you say?" he asked. Sora looked up into his eyes. "Would you take that box as a treaty?"
Sora's eyes were fixed on him. "Sure," she accepted, despite knowing the meaning of this entire chocolate giving ceremony.
"Great!" He paused and smiled at her. She smiled back. "So what do we do now?" he asked.
Sora took a cautious step forward. "Wanna dance?"
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The night ended up not to be so bad after all. But strangely, the day seemed awfully long...
Sora flopped down on her futon and glanced out the open window. She could see the crowds of people disassembling, emptying the village until only the ball of light from the gas lamps could be seen. And there were plenty of them. They hung on thick string that was attached to every single household's roof, as if connecting them to one another.
She sighed at the pretty sight before turning her attention to the small box that Taichi gave her. Did he really give this to her purposefully? Or did he have some hidden agenda?
She flipped it in her hands until she'd seen it in every angle that a three dimensional box could have. Then she pulled off the string and opened it. As she anticipated, there were white chocolates inside.
Should she indulge? Hm...they looked tempting...
Sora decided against it and put the box back in the pocket of a coat she had. Maybe, if Taichi didn't act like a complete ass the next day, she'd simply share it with him. She laid her head on the pillow and shut her eyes, unaware of the smile that graced her lips.
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"Did it work?"
"I think it did Koushiro."
"Ah, I knew it," Koushiro said, contentedly.
"Of course it worked, White Day is a day that temporarily takes away all the problems in one's life," Miyako answered, shutting the door to Sora's room after she took a small peek inside.
"No, not that! I meant, I knew it, I'm too good for this. I should be paid to be a matchmaker."
"Hey, I did most of the planning, and even my Satoru helped out a bit," Miyako protested.
Koushiro nodded his head. "Of course, of course," he said, waving a hand towards her. Miyako rolled her eyes. Koushiro gave her an affectionate smile. He really was going to miss Miyako when they left. "Well thanks Miyako-san. Now I don't have to deal with their bickering. You know, when they first came to me up on that mountain, all they've done was fight. From the moment I met them to the moment we entered this village."
"How fun," Miyako replied sarcastically.
"Immensely."
"Well, I better go to bed now. I have to wake up early tomorrow to help clean up the mess outside," Miyako rendered. "If I don't see you, goodbye. And have a safe trip!" Koushiro nodded and gave a small wave as he watched her disappear down the hallway. He sauntered over to his and Taichi's room--only to find Taichi sitting on his futon, looking restless.
"Taichi? Is something the matter?"
Taichi looked up at him, a distracted look on his face. Koushiro could tell by the looks of it that Taichi hadn't acknowledged him when he came in.
"I think I might have fallen for Sora," Taichi said.
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A/N: Is it a bad thing that he has? What complications will arise from these new found emotions? Find out next time on--okay, that sounded really, really corny so I'm just gonna stop. But anyways, what'd you think? Can't you believe I made an entire day out of two or three chapters? Ha. Well, yeah, there you have it!
Note: From now on, I will not predict my chapters because the events might come sooner or later. As you can tell, my supposed "White Day" chapter became two parts.