The Miracle of a Courageous Light

It's Okay, I've Got a Plan

Taichi made his way up to his room. His mind was buzzing, he was angry, hurt and almost felt betrayed by Yamato yet he knew that as soon as he would see the blonde's face that anger would turn to compassion, maybe even sympathy. One thing, however, was for sure. Taichi wanted revenge and as he was racing through the hallways, up and down stairs, a plan was bubbling in his mind.

Taichi was close to out of breath when he finally reached his bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and he could make out a thin, black outline of Yamato moving around inside, packing his things together and getting himself ready to leave. Taichi sighed, the boy he was watching was so beautiful, so fragile and deserved so much more than whatever kind of father the senior Ishida claimed to be.

Taichi pushed the door open a little more and walked inside. Yamato had finished packing and he walked over to him, placing a hand gently on his arm. Yamato turned and looked at Taichi, his eyes brimming with tears and filled with so many different emotions. Taichi couldn't tell whether he was scared, horrified or just upset. He could tell, however, that Yamato was deeply hurt and very confused.

The confusion was what frightened them both. Yamato was rarely confused, or even slightly dazed by anything. He knew what he wanted; he was stubborn and usually kept his cool. It was as if he had forgotten how. 'If this is what his so called father brings out in him, then I want more than just revenge, not just for my parents, but for him.' Taichi looked deep into his eyes.

"Your father killed my parents before we came here." He said softly. His tone amazed him, he was passionate about his parents' death, it was something that would play on his mind for ever and hearing that gunshot was something he would never forget. Yamato's expression widened but somehow, something inside him told him he knew this already. What surprised Taichi was the glint of hope he saw, swimming in the tears that were gracefully seeping there way down Yamato's cheeks. "But saying that, and seeing the two of you, and then seeing how you are know and the fact that I probably know you more than your father, I can tell that there is no way you're anything like him. I want to help you." Yamato nodded and his hope shone a little brighter. He trusted Taichi and he wanted his help. "Ishida Yamato, I think I may have fallen in love with you."

Yamato blushed and Taichi looked away.

"I think I might just be in love with you." He whispered gently into the darkness. Then began sobbing again. Taichi turned back and faced Yamato, pulling him into a tight and warming embrace. Yamato's head instantly laid itself on Taichi's shoulder and the sobbing calmed a little. Taichi ran his hand up and down the boys back soothingly, before gently pulling away a little. Yamato looked up and into Taichi's eyes, tears falling freely down his face yet Taichi was smiling. He raised his hand up to Yamato's chin and leaned in kissing Yamato's lips for a few seconds before pulling away entirely, smiling.

"I want revenge. I want you to take me with you. Now, here's what I think we should do…"

The two discussed their plan enthusiastically. It was evident that Yamato detested his father and wanted nothing to do with him, or his assassin company. He got the last of his things together and they walked out of the door and locked it.

"It'll be a while until we are able to return." Yamato said looking at Taichi and handing him a few of his bags. "Are you sure about this?" Taichi nodded.

"Positive." He replied. They walked down to the main reception hall together in silence.

Hikari and Takeru were waiting for them by the main doorway. Hikari had been crying, and as soon as she saw Taichi she ran over to him and flung herself into his arms.

"You're going too, aren't you?" Although she knew she didn't really need to ask. "Just be careful."

Takeru also hugged his brother and wished him well before watching the two of them walking out the front door.

"They'll be okay Hika. I know they will." Hikari sighed as they both turned. Takeru walked her up to her room.

The two boys were greeted by the driver of a long black limousine. He took there bags and opened the door for Yamato.

"Please, this is Kamiya Taichi, he's my personal assistant. I've chosen him." The driver nodded and waited patiently for the two to get inside the car. Other cars were beginning to pull into the Woodland Manor drive to pick up other students and take them away for the Christmas break.

As the limo began to pull away from the Manor Yamato reached into his bag and pulled out a pen and a notebook. He then wrote a few lines and handed the note to Taichi. He took it, unfolded it and read it silently.

'Taichi,

Forgive me for the way I may act and treat you over the next few days, it's not intentional but I need to prove to my father that I am respected. I just have to warn you about a few things; firstly, any letter that I write must be destroyed and kept at our discretion. You must not tell anyone about the place we are travelling to. If my father or a senior member of the House is in our presence do not speak to me or them, unless you are spoken too. Address me and everyone else as Sir. Don't argue and be polite. Other than that, I love you.

Yamato.

Taichi motioned for the pen, grinning, and began scribbling down a note of his own before handing it back to Yamato.

'I forgive you, but when we get back it's your turn to call me Sir."

Yamato blushed and stuffed the note into his bag quickly before looking away and out of the window. It was going to be a long trip back to Japan.