Hello everyone! I want to thank everyone who read and reviewed. I thought this would have a lot of reviews since Mimi seems to be everyone's favorite, but it didn't happen. Well, maybe when Tri starts lol. I want to apologize beforehand if you feel like Sora/Yamato are a shallow couple, who only thinks about sex. They are not the main couple here, but they're much more than that. So anyway, here's the new chapter. Please review! Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Getting Friendly
Koushiro was taking Mimi to his mechanic friend so she could talk to him about her damaged car. That was when he realized she was forgetting something.
"Aren't you gonna call your boyfriend and explain the situation?" He asked, not taking his eyes away from the road. "He's probably waiting for you to pick him up."
"Oh my God, that's right!" She said loudly, reaching for her phone in her pocket. "My phone is gone! My life is over!"
"Don't be so melodramatic." The man sighed and handed her his mobile. "You can use mine."
"Thanks a lot." She replied as she took it from his hands. "I ruined your plans for tonight, didn't I?"
"No, that's okay." He said in a reassuring tone. "You did me a favor actually. I had agreed to meet some friends for a soccer game but didn't feel like going. You just gave me the perfect excuse for missing it."
"Oh, well… I still feel about it, so if there's anything I can do to help…"
"Really, you don't have to." Koushiro's eyes finally moved away from the road and met her honey colored ones. He was mesmerized for a second and quickly shook his head, returning his attention to the road ahead.
He couldn't help but listen to Mimi's conversation with her boyfriend, whichever his name was. He didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the radio was off, so it was pretty easy to listen to him talking to her. The red-haired man put his phone away when Mimi ended the call and lay back on her seat.
"He said he's taking the cab home."
"What?" He raised his eyebrow at her.
"I know you're wondering it."
"What? I'm not wondering anything."
"Of course you are." Mimi looked at him. "You may not have said it out loud, but it's written all over your face."
"You're crazy, you know that?"
"Thanks." She smiled rather proudly. "You have to be a little insane to survive."
"So…" Koushiro tried to come up with a new subject. "Are you from USA?"
"Japan. I moved to New York about three years ago. I quit modeling last year because I wanted to try different things."
"Well, change is good." He parked the car and turned the engine off. "We're here."
He got off the car and quickly ran to her side and opened the door for her.
"What are you doing?"
"Eh… I'm opening the door for you?"
"I know that." Mimi held back a laugh. "But you didn't have to."
"Oh, I'm sorry." He immediately stepped back, visibly embarrassed. "I should have realized not all women like it when men open the door for them."
"Is that what you thought?" She had a look of surprise on her face. "That's not it at all. Well, not in my case anyway. I love it when men act gently and romantically. But since we're not on a date and have no commitment to each other, this isn't necessary."
"I'm sorry. It's an automatic thing for me."
"That's alright, you don't have to apologize. I actually think it's kinda cute."
"You do?!"
"What girl wouldn't love being with a man who opens the door of the car for her? Unless, of course, she likes women."
Koushiro looked at her with a shocked face and opened his mouth to reply, but was stopped by his friend.
Sora was standing in front of her closet mirror as she put on her gold earrings. She was wearing a strapped black dress with a few sparks here and there. It ended right before her knees, making her beautiful toned legs the center of attention. They would definitely get men's attention, as it was the first thing Yamato noticed, after the dress of course. He frowned as he slid his hand over her stomach and stood beside her.
"Aren't you gonna put anything on those legs?"
"What for?" She looked at him through the mirror. "I thought the dress is perfect by itself."
"It is." He kissed her shoulder softly. "But I don't want other men to stare at them. At you."
"You know I only have eyes for you." She put her hand over his and smiled. "Besides, this dress allows you to look at them. I'm sure you don't mind that, do you?"
"No, I don't mind it all."
"I can say the same thing about you, by the way. You look so handsome it will be hard for women to keep them eyes off you."
Yamato split his girlfriend's long and cinnamon colored hair in two and kissed the back of her neck, causing her to shiver. "Does that make you feel jealous?"
"I didn't say that."
"I'm pretty sure you did."
"I'm just saying you already draw attention to yourself on regular clothes, let alone when you dress up."
"It sounds like jealousy to me." He continued to arouse her with his kisses.
"Yamato, we can't do this now. We are ready to leave to Takeru's book release."
"Oh come on, it won't take too long. I promise." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him.
The smell of her hair and body inhaled by him almost got him drunk. They were a perfect mix of lavender, vanilla and flower scents. Definitely a peculiar taste, but he didn't mind it. In fact, he loved it. Such sweet fragrances were often inebriating to men, but Sora seemed to find the perfect balance to all of them. He moved her hair to the left side of her and buried his head over her shoulder, breathing in some more of her delicious scent.
"This isn't fair." Sora complained. "We had sex not too long ago. Aren't you satisfied?"
"I am." He whispered against her skin with his usual husky voice. "But you are wearing this sexy dress and it is screaming for me to take it off."
"Except you can't." She tried to sound as steady as she could be. "If you're able to hold yourself, I might allow you do it later. Don't look at me like that."
He twisted her around so they were face to face. His baby blue eyes were longingly and she felt her legs lose their balance. The stylist leaned over her boyfriend and wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his chest.
"Like what?" He asked, and she could tell he was smirking.
Yamato grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. He made circles on her cheeks with his thumbs and leaned in towards her. Just when they were inches away from each other and thus almost closing their eyes…
"Damn it, it's my phone." Sora snapped out of her trance and shook her head, looking for her device.
"Oh no, you're not." He pinned her against the wardrobe and started kissing her neck.
"Please, Yamato. It might be important, I need to get that."
"Whatever it is, they will call later. You're busy here."
"Stop it." She said firmly and pushed him away, fixing her dress and hair. "This is not the time. I want to have sex with you. But if you keep pushing your luck, I'll be on sex strike."
"You wouldn't do that."
"You know I would. So try me." She grabbed her mobile and pressed the green button, but the person had already hung up.
"Who was it?"
"It's my mother. I'll call her on the way." Sora grabbed her purse and Yamato followed her as they left for Takeru's book release.
Koushiro and Mimi were talking to Miyazaki, his mechanic friend, about the situation with Mimi's car. He wanted to take a look at it himself; the red haired man drove them to where it was.
"Hmm, it looks pretty damaged." Miyazaki said as he rubbed his chin. "What happened?"
"I was putting my phone away after I talked to my boyfriend. I looked away for like five seconds, but it was enough to hit the car ahead."
"I see."
"Is that what happened?" Koushiro asked her. "You didn't tell me this."
"Well, I didn't have the time, did I?" Mimi replied a little nervous. "My phone got stolen a few moments after that."
"I gotta say, it's a good thing you have car insurance. You have an expensive car and the cost to get it fixed is high."
"Really? I never got to have it fixed, only regular maintenances. How much do you think it is?"
"I would say around 1.500,00 dollars."
"WHAT?!" The woman yelled with disbelief. "You can't be serious."
"Unfortunately I am. You have a Mercedes car. Its components are high quality ones, thus very expensive to afford."
"Alright. And how long do you think you're gonna take to repair it?"
"It shouldn't be long, about three days I think."
"Three days?!"
"I may have to replace some components. But it all depends on how fast the places I buy them from can deliver them."
"But you won't miss it so much, right?" Koushiro talked once again. "I mean, your boyfriend is in town. If anything, you can use the subway or hail a taxi."
"I never needed to do such things. I always used my own car."
"Are you kidding me?" The soon-to-be engineer was taken by surprise. "You actually never took the subway or a cab for an emergency?"
"No, that's why I have a car." She replied just as surprised. "Why are you so shocked about it?"
"I guess you're just from another level in your society. Sometimes I do these things, as my car breaks a great deal of times."
"Damn right, it does." Miyazaki nodded.
"So I assume you need a ride home." Koushiro chose to ignore his friend.
"That would be nice, thank you." Mimi smiled.
Sora and Yamato made it inside the bookstore and were surprised to see it was crowded. Well, they sort of expected it, considering they had a hard time finding a place to park the car.
"Wow, a lot of people came to get a copy of Takeru's book." Sora said amazedly as she looked around.
"The publishing house is betting it all on it." Yamato stated rather proudly of little his brother.
"Well, it was to be expected, right? I've read some of his short stories, Takeru is really talented. Was your mother that inspiring? I mean, she's a journalist, so she must have the ability to write stuff."
"I guess so." He shrugged. "I never actually got to read her creations, though. She said it wasn't suited for kids. You can tell what she often wrote about." He added with a smirk.
"Of course she wouldn't let you read them." Sora felt her cheeks burning when she imagined the content on her boyfriend mother's hobby. "You were just a kid, that would be awful. Hell, I wouldn't want my kids to sneak through my personal stuff and me having to explain it to them."
"Are we talking about children now?"
"What?"
"Did you finally give up and ever consider it?"
"What are you talking about, Yamato?"
"You didn't even want to come near the kids subject and now you're bringing it up."
"Are you insane?" She asked with an eyebrow raised. "How does that mean I'm considering it now?"
When Yamato opened his mouth to reply, he was interrupted by a happily Takeru. He was making his way through by elbowing a group of people who was standing on his way.
"Hello brother. Sora." A smile rose on his face as he hugged the two of them.
"Hi, Takeru. How are you feeling?"
"Nervous. I can hardly believe this is actually happening. Did you see how full this place is? All these people are here for me."
"Well, you deserve everything that's been happening. I've read some bits of the book and I gotta say it's pretty good. I'm sure they won't be disappointed at all."
"Let's hope not."
"Takeru, there you are!" Naomi, his personal assistant, stopped by his side and bowed down to Yamato and Sora. They returned the gesture. "The book signing is about to start, but they want you to give a small speech first."
"Duty calls." He turned to the couple with a smile and then disappeared in the crowd with Naomi.
"What about your parents?" Sora asked as she turned to face her boyfriend and placed her hands on his hips. "Did you see them around?"
"Not that I noticed." Yamato replied as he searched for his parents. "But there are so many people here it makes it harder to find someone."
"They will probably find us." She pulled away and grabbed his hand. "Come on, I want to be near when Takeru gives his speech."
Mimi had her head leaned against the car window as her mind wandered off. So much happened in the course of twelve-hours. She woke up feeling excited to see Jyou again after almost a month apart. And then she hit her car accidentally and got her phone stolen. She's a firm believer of the motto 'nothing happens without a reason'. She also got to meet Koushiro, and she couldn't thank him enough. Who knows what could have happened if he wasn't there at that time? She blinked hard and shook her head as she noticed the car parking.
"There you go." Koushiro turned the engine off and looked at her.
"Thank you so much for helping me, Koushiro." She tried to push her thoughts away and sound cheerful. "You had no reason to, but you did."
"It was no problem, really. You needed my help, and it wouldn't hurt me to do so."
"Your mother must be really proud of you."
"I guess so."
They stared at each other for some moments. Neither one of them said anything and the tension began to increase. Koushiro leaned over and was getting closer to Mimi until a voice startled her and she pulled away.
"It's Jyou."
"Who?"
"My boyfriend." She looked for the doorknob, too embarrassed to even look at the driver. "I should go."
"Yeah, I think so too." He leaned back on his seat and touched his forehead.
"So I see you around, I guess."
"Have a good night, Mimi." He managed to turn around with a smile on his face.
"You too, Koushiro." She smiled back and then stepped inside her house.
"Who was that?" Jyou asked as he went to greet Mimi.
"No one." She lied. "Did you have a good flight?"
"Yes, thank you." He kissed her briefly. "I was dying to see you."
"Me too." Mimi grabbed his hand and began to lead him inside the house. "I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up at the airport."
"Don't worry about it. What happened anyway?"
"I got distracted when we finished talking on the phone and accidentally got my car crashed."
"Oh God!" He exclaimed. "Are you okay? We should take you to the hospital."
"I'm fine, Jyou." Her eyes moved to his chest, where her hands were playing with his sweater, and she smiled. "I just want to lie down and relax. A lot happened tonight."
"Okay, but if you don't get better, I'm taking you to the hospital first thing in the morning."
They reached the porch area of her house and Jyou wrapped his arms around his girlfriend for the first since he had arrived. Mimi immediately returned his gesture and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I missed you so much."
"I missed you too, Mimi." He caressed her long brown hair softly. "I hope you don't mind, but I told your maid to go home and prepared a special dinner for us."
"You what?" She pulled away from him with a surprised look on her face.
"I can tell you didn't like it."
"I did, I did." She said quickly. "I'm sorry, my mind is elsewhere. But I could definitely have some food now."
"Great, I'll have the table ready." He began to go inside but stopped halfway. "Aren't you going in?"
"I'll be right there." She flashed him a smile and then looked towards the gate, hoping Koushiro was still there.