Sora stumbled out of the bathroom moments later. "Hey, where'd T.K go?"

"He had to leave" Mimi pouted. "Study for a test, gosh, there's only, like, three days of school left for him!"

"Yeah," Kari replied, "But he's right. There is a huge test that's going to determine what courses we take next year, so I should probably get going too."

"Aw, no!" Mimi whined. "Everyone's leaving, this is the last time we'll all be togethor, and everyone's leaving just because of some stupid test. Why can't we all just stay togethor?"

Everyone looked at their feet, not wanting to look into the eyes of their friends, for fear their own eyes would start welling with tears that threatend to fall down their faces any moment. Mimi was the first to break. She swung her head up, sending tear droplets everywhere. "I'm go-gonna miss you guys so much!" The girl pulled everyone into one gigantic hug, as everyone cracked.

"I'll never forget any of you." Sora managed to say in between sobs.

"Never ever." Izzy repeated.

"I'm sure we'll all meet again." Tai tried to cheer everyone up, but his own words didnt even have an effect on himself.

"Yeah, guys, we'll meet again somehow." Matt even let a tear slide down his face.

Everyone seperated from the big group and began saying individual goodbyes as they headed towards the door.

"Goodbye Izzy! I'll miss you and your stupid computer. I still don't know how to work that thing." Mimi gave a small smile.

"Don't worry Mimi, if we- WHEN we meet again, I'll be sure to, to give you some lessons." Izzy gave a small smile too. They hugged one last time before walking out the door.

"Joe! Man, I'm gonna miss you. Who knows what kind of trouble I'm gonna get into without ol' reliable Joe there to set me straight." Matt chuckled through tears.

"Don't worry Matt, I'm sure you'll do fine. Ol' Reliable Joe can't keep everyone in line anymore." The blue haired boy looked at his feet. Then, both boys left the room, as Mimi and Izzy did moments before, followed by the younger children.

After watching them go, Tai turned to Sora. "I don't know how I'm going to live without you, Sor." Tai pulled her into one of his famous bear hugs.

Sora looked into his big brown eyes. She'd miss staring into them, she'd miss being so close to him. "I'll- i'll miss you too, Tai" Was all Sora could say.

"Sora.."

"Yeah, Tai?"

"You, you know if you ever need me, for anything, I'm here. You'll always find a way to reach me. I know you."

Sora smiled at this. "I know Tai, I'm here for you too. I'll always be here, even if you can't see me."

More tears slid down the boys face and he held her close to him for one more second. He'd miss her voice, the way she walked, the way she looked at him, the way she could always cheer him up simply by smiling at him. Slowly, his hands left her waist, and they stared into each others eyes one last time. It was like they both needed to say something very important to each other, but they just couldn't find the right words.

"Goodbye, Tai." Sora whispered quietly. She spun around, and without looking back, walked out of the Kamiya apartment.

"Goodbye Sora!" Tai shouted so she could hear him from the hallway. But then, his voice turned from loud, to soft, so soft, he could barely make out his own words. "I love you."

The boy stared outside for one last minute before shutting the door and walking over to where his sister stood.

"Why didn't you tell her?" She asked, with a confused look on her face.

"I wanted to." He replied sadly. "I just couldn't get it out in time."

Kari embraced her brother in hug, about the thirtieth hug he'd recieved that night. "Brother, this is like a frustrating movie! Everyone's yelling at the screen 'Tell her you love her!', but you just can't get the words out."

Tai thought about what his "too-smart-for-her-own-good" sister had said before pulling out of her hug. Head held low, feet dragging across the floor, he drifted into his room, and shut the door.

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Joe zipped his suitcase closed and looked around his empty room. The sheets were off his bed, his dresser cleared, drawers empty. Everything was ready for tomorrow when he would leave for medical school. He did a last check through his closet, just to make sure he had everything he needed.

When nothing was discovered, he walked into the living room and collapsed on the couch. Nothing but the news was on. Joe hated the news. They only showed the bad things happenening in the world, none of the good things. Why weren't people interested in the wonderful things occuring around them? Somehow, they found violence entertaining.

"Earlier today, a young boy appearing to be around 12 years old was found laying in a crashed car. Why was a boy this age driving? No one has answers yet, the boy is in critical condition, and no one has yet identified him. He has been taken to the hospital for further treatment. If you have any information on who this child may be, please call 1-800-555-NEWS."

Joe sighed once again. "Nothing new. People these days.." He once again tried to flip through the channels, but it was either news or one of those pointless new reality shows, so he stuck with the news.

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Meanwhile, across town, Matt paced his room. Why hadn't T.K called? He was supposed to call the moment he got home. He knew it really wasn't a big deal, he could have forgotten, been too busy, anything really. It was just the older brother thing. He decided to let it go. T.K got home, as always. Why was he so worried?

'Maybe if I finished packing, that would get my mind off of it.' Matt thought to himself. The boy checked under his un-made bed, just to make sure he'd gotten everything that might be hidden under there. All he could find were a pair of dirty socks and some old guitar magazines. Nothing Matt would really need. The blonde boys mind drifted once again to his little brother. 'Matt,' The boy thought to himself, 'He's home. He always gets home. C'mon, what could have happened? Nothing. And if something did, I would have heard about it by now.' Yeahh.. that thought comforted Matt as he collapsed into his computer chair, and logged into his email. He was suprised to see an email from a college in his inbox. 'French college for the arts? What the... when did I... OH YEAH! This must have been the college I applied too!' Matt nervously clicked on the email.

To Matt Ishida,

We are happy to inform you that you have been excepted into

the French college for the Arts.

Matt read through the rest of the email with a smile on his face. That is, until, he realized where he'd have to go: Paris. Yes, the French Paris. In Europe. How in the world was he going to get there by tomorrow?!

Matt uneasily opened his closed bedroom door. His stressed father was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping down coffee and writing something for his radio station.

"Hey Dad..." Matt murmured, not sure how the upcoming conversation would go.

"Yes son?" Mr. Ishida replied, picking up his coffee mug.

"I need a plane ticket." The blonde boy gulped.

Mr. Ishida looked up from his papers. "I'm sure we can get you one tomorrow, go to bed, you're leaving for Kyoto tomorrow. You've got a big day ahead of you."

"Ha, aha ha. Funny thing you'd mention that, Dad. Uh.." Matt scratched the back of his head, "I didn't really get.. accepted into Kyoto..."

Mr. Ishida's expression didn't change. He wasn't suprised. It wasn't unlike Matt to wait until the last minute to tell him these things. "So, then what's the plane ticket for? I'm sorry you didn't get accepted, but you could always find a different college, one that'd accept you, lots of people start late, infact, even I did."

Matt put on a forced smile. "See, Dad, I found another college, infact, it's in Paris!"

"That's great, son! I'm sure there will be plenty of space on the plane. When does next semester start? 5 months? I'm sure we can get you there on time."

"Aha, Dad. I got... I got accepted for the whole year, you see.. I'm supposed to be there by.. ha... tomorrow..."

Coffe came flying out of the man's mouth! "Son of a gun, Matt! You had to wait until now to tell me?! Do you have any idea how fortunate we'd be if we found ANY spot on a plane for you?! You'll be lucky if you can ride with the luggage! Shit, Matt, get me my laptop!"

Matt raced across the apartment and found the old laptop. He dropped it on the table in front of his dad. The expression on his face wasn't good. His skin was a deep red, his eyes were wide with anger, his breathing heavy with impatience. A dissapointed look spread across his face when he finished his search.

"Matt, like i suspected, there's no flights that could get you there tomorrow. The earliest you could get there is next semister. Go email the college back, see if they'll let you do that. I don't know what else to tell you."

Matt stomped off to his room, angry at his dad, as usual, even though he knew it was his own fault. Hopefully this college would accept him late, if at all anymore.

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Alright, sorry this chapter took over 6 months to get up. Wow. I haven't been on in a REALLY long time. Also sorry, I haven't been to college yet, so I have no idea if you could even ask a college if you could come late, but for the story, lets just pretend, haha. I promise I'll try to get the next chapter up faster, and I'll start working on my other stories more too. Thanks.

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