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Major SORATO in this one. I am planning definitely for KOUMI and TKARI in upcoming chapters. Still there is a lot to write. Actually this one and previous chapter of mine were written as a single one but it was becoming somewhat big. So I had to split it up.
I love all of my reviewers. Keep up the good work. I want a suggestion too. Should I write one Taiora? (I will obviously be heart broken seeing Sora without Yamato. But just for a change and Taichi is not a bad guy. What are your views?)
Lets continue with new chapter.
Chapter 4: Closure
She was a little late to leave the college today. Still she hadn't seen that blue eyed angle again. 'Would I be able to see him again' was the only thought playing in her mind for many days.
Immersed in deep thoughts of Yamato Sora came on the road and didn't realize streets were silent unusually. She was walking and only her thoughts were accompanying her. Otherwise Sora would have realized how much, scary and monstrous roads were looking at that instance.
Her daze was broken all of the sudden with a heart piercing scream. Her curious and scared ruby eyes started searching its origin.
She saw few hooded men were fighting with each other. Some others were struggling to escape from them. Then there was man who had burst her ears with his scream. Another hooded man with no face was stabbing him with a knife again and again. He was crying for death and then it stopped with a horrible silence.
Sora was stunned. Her legs were glued on the spot. She had just witnessed a murder. What was it, a riot, a gang war, or something else? She knew the fact that she shouldn't be here and should run for her dear life. But her legs were betraying her and she was unable to take her eyes off the scene.
Soon she had caught those faceless men's attention. They saw something red. It was not hard to realize a beautiful girl was standing on the road all alone. Her bright red hair always used to catch everyone's attention for their unique beauty. They gave her a fiery look and it was responsible to catch attention of those heartless hideous men.
The man with knife was looking at her with a look. She knew that look. It was filled with malice and lust. It made her paralyzed legs move again. And in a matter of second she started running to save herself from future brutal treatment she might have got from those unknown men.
She was all alone. She wanted to see her father and mother again. She wanted to joke around with her brother again. She wanted to spend her happy time with Joe and Mimi again. She wanted to see her heart stealer Yamato again. She wanted to look in those blue haunting sad eyes again. Was it possible for her?
Those men were definitely stronger than her. They were gaining on her. She had nowhere to run and no place to hide. Was it an end for her? Tears were falling from her lifeless scared eyes freely. It was almost night and falling Sun was making those tears glitter. They were leaving stain on her beautiful face.
Her delicate frame was now tired from running. Her feet were loosing its pace. She was slowing down. It was end for her. That man's blood was blocking her vision. Soon she would be in a same situation in which that man was or may be worst.
She was now fallen on the road. Her eyes were shut tightly. She was ready to take the blow. They were near. Time was frozen for her that moment.
But what happened? That blow never came. She started opening her eyes very slowly. First she wasn't able to see anything with tear filled eyes. Her vision was blurry as she had closed her eyes too tightly. But soon the scene in front of her was getting clearer.
She saw some blond strands of hair moving at some distance from her.
Now she had opened her eyes fully. He was her hero, her heart stealer. He was Yamato.
Yamato's face was glowing with rage. His eyes had no fear in them were glowing with intense power; his mind had no second thought. His face was radiating with an unknown emotion and he was determined to save his Sora. 'His Sora, from where did that come from?' a thought escaped from Yamato's mind. Yes an unknown attraction was pulling him towards her with uncontrollable speed. May be it was her purity, her innocence. This was new to him. He never felt it. But now he had an urge to make her feel secured.
He had seen many beautiful women but none of them was like her. She was unique. Her flaming hair, her innocent captivating reddish eyes, her inviting ruby lips, her fragile delicate frame, her sweet voice, her creamy complexion, her shyness and most captivating of them all was her loving caring heart. 'Was she a goddess?' this thought troubled him. She was breaking rocks he had created around him. She was melting ice.
Those thoughts never fade away they just made him stronger. They only increased his will to fight for her. He wanted to be with her for ever.
Her eyes were admiring him, his each move. Her man of dreams was battling in front of her. It was heroic. It was for her. It was making butterflies fly in her stomach and a bolt of fear was evolving inside her heart for his well being. He looked like a powerful knight. 'A Knight in shining armor'
Yamato was struggling with them for sometime. Those men were losing their patience. They looked exhausted. From where this guy getting all of this energy was the only question in eyes of those hooded men. Finally Yamato got a rifle out of his pocket and fired in the air. Those men were out of strength and now scared of this mad man who was standing alone in front of them. They ran for their life from both of them.
Now Yamato knew Sora was safe. He looked exhausted. All enthusiasm burning into him was cooled down.
Sora was still sitting on the road. She looked helpless to him. When he heard a red haired girl was caught in a middle of a gang war he was sure that was Sora. He ran with the cloths which were on him that time. He was lucky to have rifle with him. Otherwise he came for her blindly without even a minute hesitation.
Yamato had seen her running helplessly. Those merciless men were following her and gaining on her rapidly. She was fallen on road and he jumped on them without a single thought. He was not afraid of his life now he just didn't want anything happen to her.
He stretched his hand to help her up. Her face looked dull but her eyes were shining with a familiar emotion. Was it her love for him? He thought. She was wearing a fatigued smile on her lips.
His golden blond locks were fallen on his sweating face. His enchanting eyes were filled with love and care for her. His cloths were tore from everywhere. He was covered with dust and blood.
"Are you ok?" Yamato asked in a soft loving voice looking in her eyes.
His melodic voice made her break down again and she hugged him tightly. This time her tears were coming out of happiness. She was losing all stress. She was calming down. His touch was soothing her.
Yamato was stunned with her closure. He had soon put his arms around her delicate frame to calm her down. She was shivering with the sudden burst of emotions. She was showing her fear, her gratitude, her passion, her love and her care for him in that hug. He had embraced her to make certain he would always be there for her. He loved her deeply.
'She fits in my arms perfectly. I don't want this moment to end ever' Yamato smiled at his thought. A storm was over and everything was fine thanks to god.
"How do you always manage to help me Yama umm Yamato?" She realized she called him by nick name and corrected her mistake.
'Oh I am hugging him. This shouldn't happen in our second meeting. Have I completely fallen for him?' Sora blushed and moved slightly to get out of his embrace.
He immediately released her from his arms. His face was slightly reddened but it was only for a second. This girl had some power to change him. It was for a matter of second but enough for him to realize Sora had given him a cute nick name. It was unique just like her. His heart was lumping rapidly.
A soft moment between them was now over. Both of them were again successful to contain their feelings.
"What exactly were you doing her at this time. Had you gone crazy when you came here? What were you thinking?" Yamato asked harshly. His love, passion and care were hidden behind his rough voice.
"I am extremely sorry Yamato. And thank you." She said sweetly kissing his cheek lightly. She had caught his care for her behind his anger. She was now sure the handsome man in front of her loves her deeply. In only two meetings she thought as if she had known him for ages.
Yamato had taken a back from her unexpected gesture. Her kiss tickled his cheek. She scratched his head nervously and shifted away from Sora.
Sora grinned mischievously.
"What are you smiling at?" He asked doubtfully narrowing his eyes.
"Oh it's nothing." Sora hid her giggle placing a hand on her lips.
"Okey." He said doubtfully.
Yamato and Sora's eyes were locked with each other. There faces were closing distance between them. Some kind of naughtiness was dancing in Sora's eyes. It felt inviting to Yamato. Their faces were inches apart from each other. They were about to share their first kiss.
It was a priceless moment when Sora's purse fell on ground and made slight noise. (AN: Damn Sora's purse X-( They were this close :'( )
Yamato stopped. He backed off with a lot of efforts. "Lets go I will drop you to your house." Yamato said platonically. He turned his eyes away from her to control his urge to kiss her.
Her face was fallen with his passionless behavior. Both of them pass the whole road then without a single word.
'I was this close to her. I must control myself. I shouldn't take her advantage. She would never love me. She hates me with all her heart. What if she knows who I am? She should never know it. That's it I will keep distance from her from now onwards. I cannot tolerate her hatred.' Yamato was cursing himself for making a move on her though it was neither his fault nor her. It was that stupid feeling evolving between them.
"Bye…" Sora looked behind her when she was near her house but Yamato was nowhere to be seen.
'Why he is acting strange I know he loves me and I love him then what is it which is killing him from inside? He has those sad eyes.' Sora closed her eyes sadly trying to imagine him.
A heavy sigh escaped from Yamato's mouth seeing her departing. When they reached near her house he had left her there alone without saying a single word. 'He is a criminal. He insults my father. I hate him. I hate him.' Sora's words were echoing inside his mind and his heart. She was pure and innocent. He hoped she would never come to know how much painful and harsh this world could be.
Koshiro was calling his name. He looked at his convertible sadly. This life was forced on him. It was not his choice and now it was tearing him apart. He had already lost his family. He never wanted to get them involved in his life for their own safety. He knew his little brother Takeru was searching for him. But he always was lucky or unlucky to stay out of reach to Takeru. In the same way he would be losing Sora now.
He was lonely. He was alone in the crowd. Only his friends were keeping alive his spirit to fight against worst situations.
"Matt are you ok buddy?" Koushiro kept his hand to assure him. His friend's sorrow was beating him from inside. He had now realized his friend has fallen in love with officer Takenouchi's daughter Sora. Everything looked so unreal and out of his reach to him. He decided to talk about this with Taichi.
'My friend should get what he deserves.' It was the only thought in Koushiro's mind then.
Yamato had rested his back on the seat. His eyes were closed. He looked as if he had lost all of his desires. A strong man looked so helpless.
Finished this chapter. It was sad. I am feel like crying for Yamato. Poor fellow stuck in a nasty situation.
Well I am planning to update another one before year ending. (Much before that. ;-) ) I have many story plots in my mind and cannot start with them until I finish one of my two ongoing stories. (So now you realize I am in real hurry.) So read fast and review it even faster. Till then Tata.