Title: The Diary Project
Warnings: Respect the rating.
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
IMPORTANT NOTE; READ FIRST: This is only Yamato's half of the story. Reading this document in its entirety will only give you half the story. You must read Taichi's half as well for this story to make sense. "Sparkle Itamashii" is writing Taichi's half of the story- it has the same title as this half.
Day 23 - Sunday
Why do I have to be such a complete and utter fool? I should've just apologised to him while we were at dinner. Now I have to put up with another stressful night of not knowing if he's going to forgive me.
It's just, every time I went to say sorry the words wouldn't come out. It felt so awkward with him staring out the window or off into the distance instead of paying attention to me. I suppose I didn't really deserve an opening considering how I acted last night, but I wish he'd of given me one anyway. I don't want him to be mad at me anymore.
I didn't have a particularly great morning, just sat around playing my guitar. I went through our song DT a lot - I love the way the bass notes roll in that song, you could continue going around and around for ages. It's one of those pieces that I know so well that my fingers can continue playing without my mind. I can go ahead and think about whatever the hell I want when I'm playing it without worrying about which notes come next.
I was waiting all day for five o'clock to roll around. At five I could go get ready to pick Taichi up from work and I wanted to see him so I could say sorry for yesterday.
I couldn't say it when I saw him though, the words just wouldn't come out. I was afraid that he wouldn't accept an apology yet, he didn't seem ready to forgive me.
It's really strange and I really don't like it. I don't like him acting like this. Why couldn't he have just brawled with me like usual? I don't understand why he didn't just knock me flat. All this weird being guilty and waiting is driving me nuttier than a Picnic. This is what Sora does to me when she's cross - though it's never been this effective - what on Earth is Taichi doing picking up stuff like that?
He almost didn't want to come with me tonight. I was parked right there out the front of the shopping center and I could see him trying to decide whether or not he was getting in. I wouldn't have blamed him if he'd just walked away, though I would've got out and run after him if he had. There's no way I'd let him ruin our weekly tradition, even if he wasn't going to talk to me for the entire night.
I don't know why he suddenly has to be so confusing though. Why can't he just act like normal? I didn't get anything productive done today and I'm probably going to end up sleeping badly. It's first day of school tomorrow, I don't want this hanging over my head. The only good thing that happened today was that Taichi said he was still meeting me at the intersection tomorrow like normal. At least that means that he does want to talk to me at some point and that he will probably being willing to forget by then.
IMPORTANT NOTE; PLEASE READ: This is only Yamato's half of the story. Reading this document in its entirety will only give you half the story. You must read Taichi's half as well for this story to make sense. "Sparkle Itamashii" is writing Taichi's half of the story- it has the same title as this half.
To read this story as it is supposed to be read, please switch to Sparkle Itamashii's page and read the corresponding chapter of "The Diary Project" there as well. (or if you found her page first, please proceed to the next chapter on her page.)