JyouraKoumi: Omg, you're kidding, right? There's no way I can add that many pairings in this story. This is my first attempt at writing something like this. If anyone were to request other pairings, the max. is 2 pairings. And I'm not promising anything. But thanks for reviewing!
Even Gods Dream: Glad you liked it! I hope you'll continue reviewing!
taichis-girl208: Yeah! I don't really like Hikari anyway! Perhaps I should punish her in some way? evil smirk Again, thanks for reviewing!
Naty: Ummm, thanks, I think. I used Babel Fish to translate most of it. And I guess it was positive. Thank you!
"..." Talking
'….' Thinking (Yamato)
/….\ Thinking (Taichi)
…. Thinking (Takeru)
Oh, the lists getting longer, I hope you won't get confused. Sorry!
SightsYamato Ishida's life is different from others. Some people say that they have a tough life. However, Yamato Ishida, he also has a though one. Perhaps even cruel. Very cruel. He does not posses the ability to see. He was always able to use his other senses and abilities to their maximum and was able to judge other people without their looks. Their voice alone would tell him enough. But this week, one voice was enough to leave him shaking, unable to think clearly. And all he wanted now was to hear that voice again. But the blind boy was afraid…
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Chapter 3
Conversation
Thoughts are no longer just Yamato's POV
2 am in the morning. No light was on in the Ishida residence. All minds rested in peaceful slumber. Except for one. In the middle of the night, Yamato Ishida could not find rest. Twisting and turning in his bed, he couldn't lie still. His mind kept wandering towards a certain person. A certain voice. Yamato could still feel himself blush at the thought of the other boy's skin… The cold shower certainly didn't work… Frustrated, he sat up in his bed, his hand groping for his alarm clock. He pressed the small button on the side.
"2 am, 13 minutes." The cold voice said. 'Damn, still in the middle of the light. What's wrong with me? I went to bed early. Have I really been lying here for 5 hours already? No way. Oh man, this is really getting out of hand…' His thoughts went on and on, and eventually he fell into a restless sleep, dreaming about a certain voice…
"……… MORNING!!" Takeru yelled, jumping on his older brother's bed.
"Wha? Damn you, Takeru! What time is it?" He tried to kick his younger brother of his bed, but to no vail.
"9:34 you lazy bum! C'mon, get up already, dad made breakfast and then we can go to the park!" 'Dad made breakfast? Oh boy… The park? Oh, that's right. Takeru promised he'd take me there today. Well, at least that's nice.' "C'mon! Hurry up! Oh that's right. Let's see… What is Yama going to wear today?" With a smile on his face, he finally got of his brothers bed and opened his brother's huge closet. "Let's see…Hmmm, this would be nice…. And this on top of it… Oh! I forgot you had that one! Okay, and to finish it off…"
"Just give me my blue jeans, light blue shirt and my dark blue sweater. And don't forget the boxers and socks."
"Oh my, bro, you feeling a little blue today?" He said with a smirk. "Fine, but my outfit would've made you look reeeeeaaaallllyyy cool. But if you wanna look like that, then that's fine with me." Takeru said with a pout, though of course, a pout wouldn't work on Yamato.
"Oh shaddup! You'd dress me in pink if you got the chance… It's a good thing I can't see what you're wearing, it'd hurt my eyes. Oh? He's making jokes about his sight? That's been a long time… He must be in a good mood today… Yay!
"Anyway, come on, I'll get you to the shower and then you can eat and then we can FINALLY go." Yamato sighed and sat up straight.
"Go eat, Takeru. I'll get to the shower myself today."
"Oh? You sure? Last time you…."
"Yes, I know what happened last time. Just go and eat, Takeru." Yamato said coldly. Takeru looked at his brother with a worried look on his face but then sighed and turned around. When Yamato heard his brother was away, he pushed the covers off of him. 'It'd be bad if Takeru saw me like this in the morning' Yamato thought, blushing fiercely. He grabbed the pile of clothes Takeru left on his bed and slowly made his way towards to bathroom. He winced when his bare feet touched the cold tiles, he dropped his clothes on the ground, pulled of his boxers and entered the shower. He turned on the shower and yelped at the cold water. He forced himself to stand still until his little problem went away and then turned the warm water on. He sighed as he let his muscles relax. After standing there for a while, his mind began drifting towards that voice again. Noticing this, he turned of the water, groped around for the towel, dried himself, very slowly put on his clothes and left the bathroom. He entered the kitchen…
"Hiya, bro! Oh, you're hair, lemme fix it!" Takeru jumped up with a smile and fixed his brother's hair, it was still a bit messy but it looked fine. Yamato found a chair, sat down and quietly ate his breakfast. It tasted horrible but he didn't mind. He was looking forward to going to the park. When he finished his breakfast, Takeru took his plate and led his brother to the door. Yamato clumsily put on his shoes and took his jacket from Takeru.
"Where are my sunglasses?" Yamato asks.
"Oh c'mon Yama. You don't need them anymore. It doesn't matter if people notice." Takeru says, a slightly concerned look on his face.
"I-I know, but… just give them, please." Takeru felt his heart melt at that and he grabbed the sunglasses and gave them to Yamato. He thanks him, puts them and lets out a sigh. "Well then, let's go, shall we?"
A soft breeze swept past the two as they walked through the park. Yamato let out a sigh and relaxed. Somehow, he loved being in the park. It smelled nice, there were always people making a bit of noise, and even the sound of the ducks could make him laugh. The two brothers were walking slowly, the younger one guiding his brother by the arm. The sun shone weakly on the two, through the clouds. 'This is nice…'
"Takeru… Please, tell me… what does it look like?"
"Oh, okay… Well, right now were walking on a sand path, on our left is a grass field. It seems like 2 guys are playing with a ball there. Haha, they're wearing goggles, I think. On our right is the lake. A big tree is partially hanging over it. There's also a bench near the tree…"
"Could we sit down… please."
"Of course!" Takeru gently led his brother towards the bench. They sat down for a while, relaxing in the weak sunlight, enjoying the soft breeze. 'This is nice…' This is nice… Suddenly Takeru jumps up, breaking the peaceful moment.
"Sorry bro, nature calls! You'll be okay?" His brother leans back a bit more.
"Sure, go." And with that, the younger blond runs off. 'This is really nice. It's so quiet yet at the same time I can still here someone playing… probably a ball. And the breeze's nice. And I can feel the sun shi…' Yamato was interrupted in his thoughts by 2 things. One, someone was yelling "Watch out!". And second, he heard something approaching… And before Yamato knew it, a ball connected with his face. A loud crack was heard as his sunglasses broke. Yamato's head shot back, startled by the impact. Luckily it didn't hurt very much, his sunglasses took the hit. He heard someone run up to him, and somehow he felt like he remembered that sloppy way of walking. Then, he heard a very familiar voice say: "Hey! You okay, I'm so sorry, actually it was my friend who shot that ball. He thinks he's all good at football but he sucks… Hey! It's you! You're that guy from the music shop! Oh man, I'm so sorry! Your sunglasses broke! Oh damn, so sorry!" /Huh? What's wrong with his eyes, why does he keep them closed?\ Then Yamato opened his eyes shortly, and then closing them again. / Woa, what's wrong with his eyes?\ 'Hey! It's that voice again, oh great…'
"I-I'm f-fine, really. It doesn't matter, those sunglasses were old anyway." 'Okay, keep talking. This time I'm going to have proper conversation with this guy. Ummm… Oh right, my name.' "I-I'm Yamato Ishida."
"H-Hi, I'm Yagami Taichi. I-I mean Taichi Yagami" Taichi added with a nervous smile. / Huh? It's almost as if he's not looking at me directly. Wait, could he be… Is it possible he's…\
"Hey! Yama! Who's this?" Takeru yelled as he ran up to the two.
"I'm Taichi Yagami. Nice to meet you. I'm afraid my friend Daisuke shot a ball towards Yamato. I'll go smack him." And with that, the boy ran away, towards his friend.
"Yama, you okay? Oh! Your sunglasses broke. We'll have to buy a new pair soon. Wanna do that today?"
"Yeah, let's do that now." Yamato slowly stood up and they were about to walk when they were interrupted by Taichi again, this time followed by Daisuke.
"Hiya, this is Daisuke…" Taichi said, pushing Daisuke forward.
"Uh… Hi, I'm Daisuke Motomiya. I'm so sorry! Please forgive me," He said, bowing slightly.
"Um, sure. It doesn't matter." Yamato said.
"Well then, how about we get a drink together and then go buy a new pair of sunglasses for Yamato?" Taichi says cheerfully. Yamato feels his blush creeping up on him again but he nods his head. Taichi does not miss the fact that Yamato keeps his closed at all times. He doesn't say anything though and the four of them get a drink at the mall, which happened to be very close by.
At the mall, at the very same snack bar where Taichi and Yamato met last time, the four now sit, enjoying their drinks. They're sitting in a small circle and Taichi is sitting next to Yamato. The two younger boys are chatting away, as if they'd known each other forever.
"Hey, Takeru, do you know each other?"
"Yeah, we're in the same class… by the way, Taichi? You said your name was Yagami, right? Do you have sister named Hikari?" Takeru asks.
"Yep, sure do. She can be a pain in the ass sometimes! Oops, don't mind my language."
"Oh! She's in our class too." Daisuke adds. Then he begins chatting away with Daisuke again; mainly complaining about all the homework they have for this vacation. Taichi slowly shifts toward Yamato, leans in and whispers: "Yamato, could I ask something? It might be personal." Yamato had a faint idea of what was going to come. 'He must have noticed it now, I mean, who else wears sunglasses with this weather and keeps his eyes closed at all times.' He takes a deep breath and then replies: "Sure, ask away!"
"Um, are you… are you…blind?" Taichi feels himself blush at the question. Yamato remains as calm as possible.
"Yes" He simply answers.
"I thought so, and that's why you wear sunglasses and don't walk with a stick. You don't want anyone to notice?" 'What? How does he know all that? This is creepy.'
"Y-Yeah… Once, I was be….. Never mind." Yamato suddenly takes a sip of his drink with great interest. Taichi notices this and keeps quiet for the rest of the time. Eventually they finish their drinks and they all go with Yamato to pick out a nice pair of sunglasses. And all the time, Taichi can't seem to keep his mind and sight of the blond boy. /Do I…. Have a… Nah, I'm not having a crush on this person…Wait, oh boy. Yes, I do have crush on this person…\
To Be Continued
AN/
Well, this chapter took very long to write. Sorry guys. Anyway, reviews will greatly speed up the process. I'm aiming for the 15! Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter! And now everyone knows why Yamato wears sunglasses and doesn't use a stick to walk… Well, actually, you all don't know the details… evil smirk