Chapter Seven: Home

Sora sighed as the memory faded away, stored safely in her mind for when she'd want to reflect on the past once more. Sora stood, her arms laden with bags.

Kari, she thought I hope you're grateful. And knowing Kari, she was probably more grateful than necessary.

Sora peered up through one of the many the skylights that decorated the mall's roof. Her wish to be floating among the clouds had never been stronger.

Sora sighed. Although she could stare at the clouds for hours, Sora wasn't much of a daydreamer. Some people could waste away an afternoon just picturing scenarios of all the 'what ifs', but Sora wasn't one of these people. Not unless the scenario was something that could actually happen...

She rose and gathered her bags once more. But her thoughts must've still been partially in the clouds because she bumped into someone after just a few steps.

A few of her bags fell, but luckily nothing fell out. It would've been a pain trying to get everything back together.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Hey, it's cool." The man picked up the bag and handed it to her. He was tall, tan and even though his hair looked like it had been recently trimmed it stuck up in certain places.

"Thanks."

Then his eyes got a strange glint to them. "I wondered when we would see each other again." His smile was perverted and Sora didn't like it at all. It was just about every high school girl's nightmare, but she was a woman now and far beyond the age of screaming and running off. She was in control. It was a woman's world after all.

So when he said, "What would you say to dinner?"

She coldly replied, "No thank you, I'm married."

The man laughed and said, "Well, duh! Of course you are. Don't you even recognize me, Sora?"

Sora stared at him blankly for a moment. His perverted stalker look had been replaced by a grin that was immature, playful, and childish all in one. It was also familiar...

"Davis?"

He laughed again. "Yeah, of course. Who did you think it was? Or do you just have guys flirting with you so often that you're used to turning them down on a regular basis?"

Sora smiled too as Davis took some of her bags for her and they began walking to the exit so Sora could rid herself of the burden and drop these off in her car. Then she might look around for something for herself...

But Davis's next words were like a dropped bomb that made her just want to go home.

"Besides," he said, "I'd never mess with Tai's girl."

Sora stiffened. What was with everybody today? Was the world making it it's own personal mission to get her irritated with every single person she took the time to talk to?

"I'm not Tai's girl." She said firmly and almost as coldly as before. "If I were I'd be married to him, wouldn't I?"

Davis said nothing for a minute. It seemed as if he'd forgotten. As if in Davis's mind they were back in high school.

Then he recovered himself and said, "Right. Sorry. Anyway," he quickly made an attempt to change the subject. "What are all these bags for?"

Personally, Sora didn't think he'd like this conversation much better, but she answered him civilly. "I'm making Kari's wedding dress."

"Oh. I forgot you make clothes now."

Sora huffed a bit impatiently. Her work was a lot more than just 'making clothes'. Besides, that part at least had been a hasty cover-up. Sora hadn't missed the tone of disappointment in Davis's "Oh".

Maybe she just felt like being a bitch today, maybe Sora was still deeply irked by Davis's casual reference to her as "Tai's girl". Whatever the cause, Sora couldn't help herself. Her next question, a bit tauntingly (though she tried to cover it up) was: "And what are your thoughts on the wedding.?"

Her question was demonically innocent.

Now it was Davis's turn to be driven out of his comfort zone. "Uh, well, everyone's happy for them. Really happy..."

"Everyone?"

"Yes." Davis said defensively. "Look, Sora. I've given up on Kari. I-I stopped chasing after her a while back. It was so obviously useless." This last part was bitter and said almost through gritted teeth.

Sora nodded almost imperceptibly. Davis could say whatever he wanted. She heard it in his voice. Davis had never really given up on Kari. If he had wouldn't he have at least tried to make it look like he was making an effort of forgetting the past? Moving on and seeing someone else?

But wasn't that just exactly what she had done? She and Davis were very alike in this certain situation. Sure, she'd married Matt... but had she ever really given up on Tai?

It seemed that way.

Or did it? Was it so obvious to everyone but Matt? Davis didn't even have a clue as to what had been going on lately, but he so comfortably referred to her as "Tai's girl".

But wasn't that just it? She was still Tai's girl, wasn't she?

Now it was Sora's turn to grit her teeth. Because she knew perfectly well that Tai knew it too...

If Davis could tell that any sort of internal battle was occurring within Sora at the moment he gave no notice. They walked to her car in silence.

As she stuffed the last bag into her car's trunk Davis sighed and said, "Look, Sora, I know I'm not usually the brightest guy around... but I'm not blind, you know. You've dug your own grave Sora."

"And what exactly does that mean?" Sora asked, teeth clenched.

But Davis didn't answer and walked away.

Sora got in her car and started the ignition. She was so angry she was seeing red. Was it safe to drive like this?

Whether or not it was, she went through the pattern of driving as was routine. Nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Once on the highway it crossed her mind that for the time being 'home' was at Tai's house.

When she got there she took out her bags and hurried to her room. Tai stayed out of her way. Didn't even emerge from his room... either that or he was at work. Sora didn't really care at the moment. She locked herself into the guest room and started to work. She forced herself to concentrate and worked diligently and ferociously. The way she was working, Kari was going to have the best damn dress in the whole damn world!

Sora's efforts to distract herself partially worked. The thought was at least pushed to the very back of her mind, but it was still there.

Sora had known exactly what Davis had meant. She'd dug her own grave by marrying Matt.

... Tokyo Airport ...

As Matt got his bag from the luggage retrieval area he was engulfed in a hug by his younger brother.

"Matt!" T.K. cried. He hadn't smiled this much in a while. It had been so long since he'd seen his brother last!

Matt laughed and messed up his hair, something he could do freely now that T.K. wasn't always wearing a hat.

The two of them hurried out to T.K.'s car, chatting amiably.

From what he heard the wedding was coming along nicely though Kari seemed to be in a constant frenzy lately.

The only thing that truly took up space in Matt's mind was that he couldn't wait to be home.

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