Track 4: Nostalgia

I sit there in front of Yamato, watching him with fascination. Oddly enough, I did not feel any remorse when my eyes hit his beautiful face. Maybe it was the fact that he still looks the same, as if a day has not passed by since the day we broke up. As if time broke and stopped moving, like some broken clock. Maybe it was the fact that he still was the same, his attitude hasn't change he is still the same guy I met years ago. It was beginning to get very awkward and I hate those silent situations. I mean I totally avoid them its just sooo uncomfortable. I begin to stand up and as I do I make my way to the door completely turning away from him and his eyes. When did I ever become such a coward? "Um" I look down at my shoes. "I have to go, Tai's probably looking for me" I start to lean in for the doorknob and I can hear now the paparazzi and their camera's click. "Yeah me too" I can hear him stand up fast. "I mean Tai isn't looking for me but I have to go too," he suddenly said. I try not to grin at his sudden outburst but I couldn't help but feel it try to fight me, it feels so wrong that everything is so natural. "Mimi?" "Mimi?" "MIMI?!" I hear Tai's angry voice yelling for me. "I'll go first you can go after" I don't let him finish and I just open the door and walk out quickly before anything could be said.

I stand against the closed door; memorized by him, even though I don't hate him anymore. I still can't shake him off. "Mimi? Where the hell are…" Tai stops dead in his track "there you are!" I look up to meet his furious glare. He grabs my wrist with too much force "aw Tai" he doesn't leg go instead we go for one of his famous runs. "Tai! I huff, "you know I suck at running I can hardly keep up with you" he glares down at me "if you weren't late then you could have strolled down the hallway for all I care, even skip while you whistle a song but your not so keep those legs moving!" I can feel him put more speed into our run, it surprising I haven't fallen flat on my face with these heels. "I can't!" I struggle to breath properly "I'm not no athlete, not like you look at those soccer legs" my poor tiny feet are starting to hurt, the heel are getting to me. "geez" he says annoyed at all the waiting paparazzi. He throws his blazer over me and manages to make a small path way for me to squeeze and get across the room, but that doesn't change the fact that the flashing lights are blinding and with the speed we are going at makes me dizzy. "this is why I tell you to go with me on my runs" he manages to maneuver me through the sea of chaos. I'm not listening to him, I'm much more concentrated on not falling and breaking myself. I feel a burning sensation from my feet. I think my heels are cutting me. "Tai, my feet" I look up at his deranged head but he doesn't bother to look down at me or notice that I'm in pain which is really not like him. At all. "Tai!" I yell and yank my wrist away from him and stop dead on my tracks. Finally I am able to catch my breath.

We were far from the piranhas now and we didn't have to act all safe-like. I look at down at my feet, and they feel like they are on fire, sore from the unnecessary marathon Tai made me do. "You're already late, stop being a brat and making people wait on you!" he's mad I could tell but this isn't the first time I'm late, why was he in such a crappy mood? "But my feet they hurt really bad" he looks down and is daunted by the realization that I was running in heels. "Sorry" he apologies but does not look at me just at my feet. He bends over and stripes me of my shoes. I wiggle my pink toes "Tai?" I question him. "Sorry, I should have noticed, no I should have remembered" I feel bad because he was genuinely sorry. Without any warning Tai scoops me, up. "What are you doing?" he laughs "we still have to go to the second floor and if your like that" he points to my feet newly scarred feet with his eyes. "You're just going to hold us up" he has a bashful smile playing on his lips as he begins to run for the stairs. "Hey! Whose fault do you think it is?" he laughs "clearly yours, I mean who told you to wear heels?" I glare up at him and smack his chest lightly. "Who told you to forcefully make me run?" he shrugs "Who told you to wake up late?" I roll my eyes "who told you…" I'm stuck because I really don't have a come back.

Tai burst through the door like the knight he is in shining armor and all, rescuing the princess like always. "Didn't your mom tell its rude to make a lady run?" he marches up the stairs and acting as if its nothing but I can see the beat of sweat forming on his forehead. "My mom always told me to make sure Kari was never late for school" I whip off the sweat for him. He smirks up at him. "Thanks Meems" he fixes his grip on me once again. Getting a strong hold on me, I feel his muscles flex under his suit. Ohmygosh! His suit! I totally forgot about. I look at it crumpled under me, drenched in sweat. Oh Tai, oh stupid, stupid Tai always being the hero, always running head in first into trouble. How can he show up like this to a meeting?

I smile up at him but I don't think he noticed. I think he is concentrating on not dropping me. Funny, some how Tai managed to even make me forget about Yamato for a couple of minutes. Wonder what it was that brought me back to him? I don't want to think of him, but I can't help it. He was creeping back to my memory. His fair milky skin, his sky blue eyes, his golden blond hair.

None of his physical appearance resembled Tai's, nothing; they were completely different in personality just like in appearance. Complete opposite. The two stood at polar opposites. So I wonder who would I run to than? I caught myself. Mentally slapping myself for even thinking of such a ridiculous question! How dare I? The nerve of myself! I sigh but it goes unnoticed. I hear Tai struggle a bit as he grunts and pants lightly now.

Here was Tai carrying up the stairs (although it was his fault, but if I rea-lly think of it was more my fault for sleeping in) and ruining his knightly image just so I can be on time, and what was I doing? Comparing him to his ex-BFF and my ex-bf. I was pretty much leaving his ass for a pretty face. Not to mention that, pretty face totally broke my heart and humiliated me, us. Sorry Tai. I'm such a bad BFF. I roll my eyes because I am so ashamed of myself, not to mention annoyed. I deserve to have a broken nail or my nail polish to chip today as punishment for being such a bad BFF. I can feel Tai slowly slow down his speed and I realize we are just steps away from the door. I can feel him reach for the approaching door and I get a glimpse of his once again sweaty face, his eyebrows crumpled up together, him biting his lower lip. I realized something, something new. Something that I have never noticed of Tai, he is handsome, very handsome. Tai is handsome.