Oh gosh, I completely forgot where I left off. ; Same thing as the "Honor amongst thieves," story. xD If the mood suddenly changes, SORRY! I FORGOT WHERE I LEFT OFF! Oy, I haven't written in SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG! Sorry it's a boring chapter. xD My writer's block left me like long ways ago. ;_;!
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Boy I certainly wasn't panicky when I was in bed with him! Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! Okay, I deserve this. I found my clothes and quickly put them on. Suddenly I heard the creak of the door, as it swung open, and I gasped--mortified.
"Dad!" I heard Yamato shout. Great.. Hm, I can just imagine what his dad is thinking, clothes all over the floor, yeah. I guess Yamato can now prove to his dad that he's straight.
"Stop trying to hide the truth son," Yamato's dad chuckled and he left. Ugh, I bet Yamato was boiling mad right now. "I'm sorry, Yamato." I sighed.
"Don't worry about it, Sora." He said. Aww, even though he's mad, he still has a good attitude about it. He dialed in Mrs. Ishijuro's number for me, and put the phone in my hand. A lady picked up; I instantly recognized that worried tone.
"This is Sora. Oh, Mrs. Ishijuro, I'm sorry that I worried you so much. I feel so bad." And I really do. Mrs. Ishijuro is such a sweet lady.
Her worried voice. "I'm just glad you're okay." Mrs. Ishijuro said. "Next time, tell me if you suddenly decide to spend the night." She joked. I felt a lot better. "I'm gonna come home right now, okay? See you!" I put the cordless phone down on the bed. "Yamato, will you walk me home?" Things certainly are gonna be a little different now.
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Yamato and I walked into the shop. "Sora!" I heard. Mrs. Ishijuro kissed me on the cheek and hugged me, as if she hadn't seen me in years. I heard someone saunter down the stairs--Suzuka. Ugh, she probably knew that Yamato would tag along with me. I broke away from Mrs. Ishijuro.
"So this is the Yamato I've been hearing about these past couple of days." Mrs. Ishijuro chuckled. I prodded her gently, and whispered, "I don't talk about him that much." I laughed. Mrs. Ishijuro laughed. "Why don't you stay for lunch, Yamato?"
"Well..." Yamato began. Suzuka instantly cut in. "Yes, I've been waiting to meet this Yamato guy Sora always talked about." Suzuka's tone was gentle and ditzy towards him. She giggled once or twice, maybe trying to convice Yamato that she was "adorable." Well it disgusted me!
"Alright, fine. You got me." Yamato laughed sheepishly. I felt a little envy how Yamato was such a sweetie to that slut. 'I guess he's like that to every girl.' And maybe he has sex with every girl too. I guess there's nothing special about me, except I got played. Whoa, wait a minute. How come I care so suddenly? Yamato is a sweet guy, he wont do things like that! But now, I don't think I'm 100% sure about that anymore. I hope he's just trying to be..polite.. I really do.
"Great! I'll start preparing lunch." Mrs. Ishijuro chimed. It interrupted my thoughts. " I'll help you, Mrs. Ishijuro." I said, upset.
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The food was prepared and I helped passing it out. It smelled delicious. Yum, yum. As I set down the plates, I knew I was around Yamato, because of that cologne he wears. "Hey, you need some help?" He asked. "No thanks." I replied. "Why don't you just keep Suzuka company?" I said that in a more harsher tone than I wanted. Oops. He didn't respond... I want to know what he is thinking..
So we all sat down, in the dining room upstairs. I felt like the only one not talking. Mrs. Ishijuro was laughing along with her husband, just like how Suzuka was laughing along with Yamato. It seems my family likes him. Ugh, now I really wanted to know what was going through his mind. Did I already lose him? Wait, did I even have him in the beginning to lose? Love is so confusing. I stirred my chopsticks around in my rice bowl. "Mrs. Ishijuro, I'm going to go to my room, okay?"
"But.. Sora." She began. "You hardly touched your food. What's wrong?"
"Oh, I'm just feeling a little tired." And I pretended to yawn. I left the table and gropped around for my room. Inside, I sat on the bed and changed into something more comfortable--jeans and a tank top. I laid across the bed on my stomach listening to the conversation echo off the walls in the hallway. " I'm going to check up Sora." It was a masculine voice. "No, don't worry about her! She's fine." Said the fake ditzy voice. Oh gosh I hate that Suzuka. Somehow, I felt like the excluded one in here. Everyone seems to be "paired up." Five minus Four is One. I feel like that one is me. Oh, Yamato.
"Mrs. Ishijuro, I'm gonna go out for a little, okay?" I shouted across the hallway. I got a "Okay, be careful" answer, as usual. I felt for the stair railings, and lead myself downstairs. When I was out that door, I felt a little better. And yes, I went to the park, as I always do. That's where this whole thing started. At the park. And I heard footsteps approaching, and felt someone sit next to me. "Hello Yamato."
"You're upset at me." He said. "Sora, if you're thinking I like Suzuka better, think again. I can't stand Suzuka. I'm not just saying this to make you feel better. She is a pain in the neck. The only reason I stayed today is I wanted to be with you. But Suzuka kept on 'hogging' me. You know, I had to remember the golden rule. That do unto others one? You know what I'm talking about. Sora I never intended to upset you and I never will.." I felt a little better, and smiled. But I still wasn't sure..
"Sure, everyone just wants a piece of you. Mmm, like pie." I responded, laughing. We stood up and I linked my arm with his. "Hey my birthday is coming up. What are you gonna get me?" I laughed.
"Hmmm." He thought, as we started walking. "Yeah, that's gonna take a while to think of. It'll be a big surprise though." He teased. I heard a ringing. "Oh it's my cell, one minute." I heard Yamato sigh after he stopped talking. He must have hung up. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"My band called. We have a concert in a few days, and I have to go to practice." He said disgusted. "Sorry, but I'll have to run. I'll make this up to you tomorrow." I felt him kiss me quickly on the cheek and he left. Hmm, a birthday gift. I bet he was joking along with me, but I really hope he will get me one. If he does, I wonder what it will be. I pondered about it walking the relatively short path towards the shop.
"He picks a blind girl over me." Someone hissed in my ear. So, Yamato really was telling the truth! I felt so relieved. Now that that's over, I think it's funny how I thought Yamato 'used' me. Haha, I can't wait till tomorrow!
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Boy I certainly wasn't panicky when I was in bed with him! Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! Okay, I deserve this. I found my clothes and quickly put them on. Suddenly I heard the creak of the door, as it swung open, and I gasped--mortified.
"Dad!" I heard Yamato shout. Great.. Hm, I can just imagine what his dad is thinking, clothes all over the floor, yeah. I guess Yamato can now prove to his dad that he's straight.
"Stop trying to hide the truth son," Yamato's dad chuckled and he left. Ugh, I bet Yamato was boiling mad right now. "I'm sorry, Yamato." I sighed.
"Don't worry about it, Sora." He said. Aww, even though he's mad, he still has a good attitude about it. He dialed in Mrs. Ishijuro's number for me, and put the phone in my hand. A lady picked up; I instantly recognized that worried tone.
"This is Sora. Oh, Mrs. Ishijuro, I'm sorry that I worried you so much. I feel so bad." And I really do. Mrs. Ishijuro is such a sweet lady.
Her worried voice. "I'm just glad you're okay." Mrs. Ishijuro said. "Next time, tell me if you suddenly decide to spend the night." She joked. I felt a lot better. "I'm gonna come home right now, okay? See you!" I put the cordless phone down on the bed. "Yamato, will you walk me home?" Things certainly are gonna be a little different now.
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Yamato and I walked into the shop. "Sora!" I heard. Mrs. Ishijuro kissed me on the cheek and hugged me, as if she hadn't seen me in years. I heard someone saunter down the stairs--Suzuka. Ugh, she probably knew that Yamato would tag along with me. I broke away from Mrs. Ishijuro.
"So this is the Yamato I've been hearing about these past couple of days." Mrs. Ishijuro chuckled. I prodded her gently, and whispered, "I don't talk about him that much." I laughed. Mrs. Ishijuro laughed. "Why don't you stay for lunch, Yamato?"
"Well..." Yamato began. Suzuka instantly cut in. "Yes, I've been waiting to meet this Yamato guy Sora always talked about." Suzuka's tone was gentle and ditzy towards him. She giggled once or twice, maybe trying to convice Yamato that she was "adorable." Well it disgusted me!
"Alright, fine. You got me." Yamato laughed sheepishly. I felt a little envy how Yamato was such a sweetie to that slut. 'I guess he's like that to every girl.' And maybe he has sex with every girl too. I guess there's nothing special about me, except I got played. Whoa, wait a minute. How come I care so suddenly? Yamato is a sweet guy, he wont do things like that! But now, I don't think I'm 100% sure about that anymore. I hope he's just trying to be..polite.. I really do.
"Great! I'll start preparing lunch." Mrs. Ishijuro chimed. It interrupted my thoughts. " I'll help you, Mrs. Ishijuro." I said, upset.
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The food was prepared and I helped passing it out. It smelled delicious. Yum, yum. As I set down the plates, I knew I was around Yamato, because of that cologne he wears. "Hey, you need some help?" He asked. "No thanks." I replied. "Why don't you just keep Suzuka company?" I said that in a more harsher tone than I wanted. Oops. He didn't respond... I want to know what he is thinking..
So we all sat down, in the dining room upstairs. I felt like the only one not talking. Mrs. Ishijuro was laughing along with her husband, just like how Suzuka was laughing along with Yamato. It seems my family likes him. Ugh, now I really wanted to know what was going through his mind. Did I already lose him? Wait, did I even have him in the beginning to lose? Love is so confusing. I stirred my chopsticks around in my rice bowl. "Mrs. Ishijuro, I'm going to go to my room, okay?"
"But.. Sora." She began. "You hardly touched your food. What's wrong?"
"Oh, I'm just feeling a little tired." And I pretended to yawn. I left the table and gropped around for my room. Inside, I sat on the bed and changed into something more comfortable--jeans and a tank top. I laid across the bed on my stomach listening to the conversation echo off the walls in the hallway. " I'm going to check up Sora." It was a masculine voice. "No, don't worry about her! She's fine." Said the fake ditzy voice. Oh gosh I hate that Suzuka. Somehow, I felt like the excluded one in here. Everyone seems to be "paired up." Five minus Four is One. I feel like that one is me. Oh, Yamato.
"Mrs. Ishijuro, I'm gonna go out for a little, okay?" I shouted across the hallway. I got a "Okay, be careful" answer, as usual. I felt for the stair railings, and lead myself downstairs. When I was out that door, I felt a little better. And yes, I went to the park, as I always do. That's where this whole thing started. At the park. And I heard footsteps approaching, and felt someone sit next to me. "Hello Yamato."
"You're upset at me." He said. "Sora, if you're thinking I like Suzuka better, think again. I can't stand Suzuka. I'm not just saying this to make you feel better. She is a pain in the neck. The only reason I stayed today is I wanted to be with you. But Suzuka kept on 'hogging' me. You know, I had to remember the golden rule. That do unto others one? You know what I'm talking about. Sora I never intended to upset you and I never will.." I felt a little better, and smiled. But I still wasn't sure..
"Sure, everyone just wants a piece of you. Mmm, like pie." I responded, laughing. We stood up and I linked my arm with his. "Hey my birthday is coming up. What are you gonna get me?" I laughed.
"Hmmm." He thought, as we started walking. "Yeah, that's gonna take a while to think of. It'll be a big surprise though." He teased. I heard a ringing. "Oh it's my cell, one minute." I heard Yamato sigh after he stopped talking. He must have hung up. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"My band called. We have a concert in a few days, and I have to go to practice." He said disgusted. "Sorry, but I'll have to run. I'll make this up to you tomorrow." I felt him kiss me quickly on the cheek and he left. Hmm, a birthday gift. I bet he was joking along with me, but I really hope he will get me one. If he does, I wonder what it will be. I pondered about it walking the relatively short path towards the shop.
"He picks a blind girl over me." Someone hissed in my ear. So, Yamato really was telling the truth! I felt so relieved. Now that that's over, I think it's funny how I thought Yamato 'used' me. Haha, I can't wait till tomorrow!