HELLO, IT'S ME.
I hope at least one of you guys got caught up in Adele's Hello.

Anyway good to see you again! Sorry for the lack of updates recently.
I was sick for around two months and now is the time where I, in my last year of high school, became really busy with school stuffs. I'm starting to forget how to type fics and especially the language style I used, since every one of my fics have different kinds of language styles. So i apologize if the Yuu and Taiki here act differently. And since I'm typing with pages, capitalization is fucked up here. Forgive me.

Lastly, for you guys who have been waiting for this story's continuation, here you go! This one is pretty lengthy since it's around 2k+ words while the others are mostly 1,5k+. And I only typed what went through my mind. So the story might not really develop here. I apologize. I hope I'm not taking you guys down.

DISCLAIMER : I STILL HAVEN'T GOT THE OWNERSHIP FOR DIGIMON.


The Boundary

Enigma

"I feel more comfortable around you."

I brushed my bangs backwards, getting rid of them from my sight. While the other hand chopped the chocolate bar into little bits. I made sure they're tiny enough so they will blend evenly with the dough. And my mind, somehow, headed towards the words that escaped his lips. I tried my best to get my thought away, to prevent myself from getting distracted by the unnecessary enigma. But there was nothing I could do. His statement popped a lot of questions in my head and i know for sure it needed an answer. I couldn't help but feeling curious.

"Have you done?" the voice asked impatiently, bringing me back to reality. "Do you need help with the chopping?" he inquired again.

I shook my head slowly while pounding my knife to the cutting board one last time "I'm done."

Somehow I started to feel awkward about the conversation we just had. I managed to keep my eyes away from his and avoid bumping into him in the kitchen. Good thing my kitchen was spacious enough for us two. I could feel his grey eyes pierced my back while I faced the cupboard, trying to get myself the cake's mold. I walked to the spot where he mixed the dough and put the plate of chopped chocolate next to it. The brunette seemed rather unamused with my behavior though.

"This is no different from watching cooking show."

"It's baking."

He replied with a long scoff. With my eyes averted away from his face, I still could feel him rolling his eyes.

"I thought you're supposed to teach me, master. This is what I call watching my mom in the kitchen." he leaned to the counter and rested his chin. I sighed.

"We have the mixed dough right here." I pointed at the big bowl where the dough lied. I then raised the plate of chopped chocolate. "Normally, we would use cocoa powder. But I prefer chopping dark chocolate and mix it later with the batter. It could result difference in texture."

I took several minutes to explain to him and let him mix the batter and the chocolate. Gladly, he's a fast learner. I once attempted to teach Tagiru how to cook and he nearly burned down my house. And fortunately, Taiki-san is much calmer and somehow he looked more enthusiast than Tagiru. He must have been wanting to give his mother his all. Because this guy who I thought was perfect just like Akari, was actually lacking the ability to bake. But what amazed me the most was how fast he learned and how determined he is. He listened to my boring explanation and did just as I said, which made it a lot easier for me.

"I guess it's evenly mixed now! What should we do next?" He asked with his big smile. I could tell he was excited to see the outcome. I giggled softly. I then gave him the cake's mold and pointed towards the mixed batter. "Pour it here." I said as i walked away to the oven, preparing.

I heated the oven and walked back to Taiki-san who seemed to be done with the cake's mold. He grinned while looking at the chocolate batter. His face said it all : Look, I made this!

He gave me the mold and I stared at it for a few seconds. 'It does look good', I thought. It was worth it. "Shall we bake it?"

He replied with a nod. And so I put the mold inside the oven and closed it, set a 35 minutes timer on my phone, and gestured to the brunette to go to the living room.


We walked to the sofa in front of the TV and I sat there. He just stood next to the glass table where few frames are placed. There stood my family portraits and pictures taken on holidays. He seemed so interested with the pictures though, while I rested my neck on the sofa's pillow.

"You did mention having to share key with your sister." He said, killing the silence. "Does that mean you two live here alone?"

I looked at his back, arranging words to answer him. I don't usually encounter such question, for Tagiru being the only friend of mine that visited. "Yeah." I said. I was never annoyed by such topic, but I wasn't fascinated either. "My mother returned to America when I got back to school. She kinda have a job there. And my father.. He's currently in France but he could be anywhere, actually. I don't really know."

"You don't know?" He looked back at me, raising one of his eyebrow.

"Well.. He's an art enthusiast. Whenever there's an art exhibition he would magically appear there. It's like an adventure for him."

The brunette then walked towards me while looking around the walls and smiled. "That explains the paintings on your wall." Feeling a little embarrassed by my father's obsession, I blushed slightly while looking away. "Don't you feel alone though?" He asked again.

The first thing I did was questioning myself the same thing. Was I? Did I? "Sometimes, yeah. But it never bothered me." I answered while narrowing my eyebrows.

"We're not so different. I live with my mother too, and I have no siblings."

His sentence once again brought me many questions. Where is his father then?

"And your father?"

"He's a journalist. He could be anywhere, actually."

Is he mimicking me? I paid him an annoyed look while he just laughed

"Oh don't get the wrong point, I really have no idea where he is right now. He could have told my mom, but it's not actually my concern. He'll be fine anywhere." he said, nonchalantly. Feeling the atmosphere turned down, I began to distract the topic with another question. We chatted for few minutes about our daily lives. He then told me his reason for being so extracted by basketball, since he saw a basketball next to my stuff behind the TV, and I also asked him.

"Akari used to play basketball when we were younger. We would play together alongside my other friends. That time I could only know I love basketball, and I thought that was all." He paused and he averted his eyes from mine to the coffee table in front of us, as if it was the most interesting thing to stare at. "But then.. I caused Akari a trouble. When I jumped for a rebound, I kinda bumped into her and.. She twisted her ankle." He stopped. I leaned forward a bit to him with my puzzled look. 'what happened then?'

"It was permanent. She would worsen her ankle whenever she jumped too much. Thus, she can't do anymore sport that involves jumping." I caught a glimpse of guilty on his eyes, but he still hid it with a smile. "I felt responsible for that. I limited her away from her dreams." Now I understand why I never see her doing sports.

"I'm sorry I asked that.."

"It's okay! Since the moment I felt guilty, I would try my best in basketball. And I couldn't reject anyone's request for help. Especially if it comes to sport." his explanation answered some of my curiosity about him. And I felt like I got to know him better. No wonder he was so close with her.

"Whenever someone asked for my help, I felt like It was her who wished for my help. And I can not turn my back."

"That's really nice of you." I complimented him. I felt bad for making bad first impression about him. I remembered the moment I hated him for calling me a yellowhead. I understood that he was just doing his role, which on the contrary, was really different from him.

"Really? My friends called me an idiot for that."

"Even without that, I'd still think you're an idiot." I joked a little, hoping that my lame joke wouldn't hurt him.

"That's not nice." He pouted, which resulted me letting out a small laugh.

"But seriously, I never thought of such trait as an idiocy. It's kinda amazing to be that generous to anyone. I constantly saw you helping the other clubs, and.. I thought it was cool."

I suddenly realised what my mouth blurted. Did I just say 'cool'? Goddamn it Yuu! I cursed under my breath. Not wanting to cause a misunderstanding, I looked at Taiki-san while my brain tried its best to arrange words, but I felt a big failure as I saw his cheek turned rose. I could tell he widened his eyes even though some of his bangs covered them. He entwined his fingers together, acting all awkward.

"It's rare to hear you saying something nice." He tilted his head to look at me and his lips formed a smirk. Then it was my turn to blush. Never regret what you said Yuu, never. Preventing myself from acting all awkward, I stood up from the sofa, let out a small pout, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey! Where are you going? I was joking." He stood up, following me with a chuckle.

"Waiting in the kitchen." I grumbled, walking faster. His footsteps told me he was chasing me. Why did I walk away? What made me so afraid? I shook my head nearly violently, trying to get rid of the unnecessary questions that had been popping out inside my mind since today. Have I overexerted my brain today? Or have I been crazy? Look, another questions popped out. The brunette somehow managed to walk beside me and thus we were walking side by side until we reached the oven. My timer told me it will be done in a few more minutes.


"mind to tell me more about your family?"

Asked him, to my surprise. I tilted my head to see him, and he was leaning to the counter with both hands crossed. "You know, to kill time. Aaand only if you don't mind."

"Well.." I scratched my chin, looking up. This time my body faced him, as if we were having a very deep conversation. "This might not entertain you."

"I'm ready." he gave me a small smile while raising his eyebrow a little. I wasn't actually fond of telling my personal life. But his eyes were the key that opened my locked lips. And so I began telling him a little about my family.

"I have told you about my mother and father, right?" he nodded to my inquiry.

"Then i guess what's left is my sister." he replied with the same nod.

"She's your age. And if you watch TV, you can find her on commercials. She's Amano Nene, if you're familiar."

The brunette straightened his position a bit and thought for a moment. "Yeah, i've heard her name. She's that teen model of a certain clothing brand, right?" I gasped a bit. I remembered perfectly she only appeared in teen girls clothing brochures or girl magazines. How could Taiki-san possibly see such things? Given my puzzled look, his eyes widened. "A-ah, that time Akari was showing her magazines to me. And I could tell she's a fan of your sister."

"What?" this time I gasped wider. "She what?"

"I doubt he knew she's your sister though, knowing the fact that they mentioned her name without her surname." he chuckled a bit.

I counted Akari as one of my closest friends, and a year passed without her knowing Nene is my sister? "Oh, but I knew, somehow. When I first saw you I felt I've seen you before." he said. Between his pause I gave him a you don't say? look. We studied in the same school, for God's sake.

"I just didn't think that she's your sister." He continued. I couldn't agree with that. Truth is, I never told anyone, except Tagiru of course, about my family. And Tagiru was surprised at first, asking why would a so-called-bookworm person like me have such beautiful model as my sister. I smacked his head for that.

We began talking more about my sister, and the topic naturally moved to Tagiru. He told me how good he is if it comes to basketball and his contribution to the team. Though Tagiru is stupid, I can't deny the fact that he looked smarter while playing basketball. At his first year, he still looked stupid though.

"I'm sorry for calling you a yellowhead before."

"I-it's okay!" his sudden apology flinched me, resulting me acting all awkward again.

"That's not what your face told me that day." He smirked, causing blood ran up to my cheeks. I decided to look away and remain in silence. I didn't know behind me, a smile was plastered.

"You know, I've never been really interested with everyone's personal life." His sentence, somehow, caught my attention and i looked at him with a slight uninterested look. He only chuckled to this. Then why me? I asked in my thought.

"I felt like, It's on your face. You're like a math problem that needs to be solved, or a book asked to be read, o-or You're just like an enigma." He answered while scratching his head.

"Or maybe I'm just plain curious."

I am the one who should be curious here. He made questions pop inside my head again, and it's not the first time today. My mind could just explode. In a few seconds I could already decide to ask him directly the questions I've been dying to ask. I sighed heavily, causing him to look at me.

"Taiki-san, why…"

The moment I paused, the brunette paid me with another curious look. I almost froze when my eyes met his. But I made my mind up.

"Why me?"

Suddenly, the oven beeped.


There you go! I hope my story is not that damn disappointing. And to be honest, I'm still confused about what tense should i use. But when I re-read this fic, I guess this will do. I hope I didn't miss a mistake while crosschecking. Thanks for reading up to this point! I shall post the next continuation within three months, if people are willing to know.

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