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WAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so sorry I haven't updated. School and stuff... and also my current addiction to Gundam Seed hehe ^_^;; I'm still alive though! I kinda rushed on this chapter so if needed.. I'm going to re- do it.
This Chapter is dedicated to Michelle and her friends! I still remember! Hehe... even if it was some time ago haha. I like dedicating stuff to people so... um.. the next chapter I'll dedicate it to my faithful readers!
I love you all, and please read and review!
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A trip to the cemetery
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"What happened to Nanako and Ayame?" I asked.
"They went ahead to school."
"Oh."
Oh Shit. I'm alone with him.
Taichi was tenderly and gently wrapping some bandages around my leg at the moment, but I kind of have a doubting feeling that he knows what he's doing...
"Sora," Taichi softly said, "do you believe in God?"
I stared at him for a little bit, my eyes wide and my mouth stretched out into a smile that seriously started to hurt, but it only took a few seconds until his question finally registered in my mind. I timidly licked my lips and bit down on them trying to suppress some weird feeling coming up from my stomach. I stared at him and he kept on staring back at me and all of a sudden, the heavy and tingly feeling came up to my chest and decided to explode and come out of my mouth.
I... laughed? Man my emotions are going crazy these days.
I looked at him and saw the confused face he made right after my unexpected outburst of laughter. He continually blinked for a few seconds, then his dreamy eyes narrowed at me, and I promptly shut myself up.
"What was so funny?" He asked me, his tone a bit soft yet I can detect a little embarrassment in his smooth tenor.
Seriously, I didn't know how to answer him because I myself don't know why I even opened my mouth.
"Nothing." I beamed.
He sighed and tied the little knot on my bandages and raised his head to look at me, and I smiled back at him, I swear it's not so good for my jaw anymore.
He cocked his eyebrow at me for a few seconds as his chocolate gaze rested on my leg.
"Feel any better?" He asked as his gently caressed my foot.
"Yes..."
After a moment of total silence and uneasy stares we gave each other, he suddenly reached out his hand and rested it on my head, ruffling my hair while doing so.
"You're cute."
Heartbeat.
Inside, I was screaming and doing somersaults for the joy of his simple compliment. That plain flattering remark had never meant much to me before, but now, it was the greatest thing that anyone had told me. It was because he said it.
"C-cute?" I heard myself stutter as I tried to keep myself from mumbling gibberish back to him.
"Yeah."
"I uh.. thank yomm nmm mmm..."
Dammit.
"Say what?"
"Nothing. Heheh." My head felt dizzy and light, but I must admit I was very discomfited but I kept myself smiling.
He started to move closer to me but then unexpectedly, my leg self- consciously sprung up between us keeping him a fair distance away from me.
"Sora I..." His smooth yet soft tenor started in a soft manner like as if he was about to confess something. Confess... CONFESS?
"Eh?" was the only thing I could get out of my mouth.
I stared at the mirror across the room and saw that my face had a soft pink blush rising on it. When I heard him clear his throat, I adverted my gaze from the mirror to the tense look he gave me.
"Sora!" I heard my name and I quickly whipped my face to the direction of the person that said it.
Yamato emerged from behind the door and had his hand outstretched to me and as if my body knew what to do, my hand had sprung out and grabbed onto his hand and...
Poof!
The next thing I knew, I felt myself falling endlessly, unknown to me was where I was going to. I felt my heart panicking and when I was about to part my lips in a scream, I landed.
"Aa--... oww. what the heck? What did I land on? So hard and lumpy too!"
"That would be me." I heard a muffled voice from under me and when I took a chance to look down, I saw that I was sitting on Yamato's back.
I stared at him for a few seconds and he stared back with a dull look on his face, as if waiting for something.
"Why are you under me??!" I started to beat at him as if alarmed and frightened at the same time.
"That's 'cuz you're sitting on me!"
"Uh..."
"Get off me. You're heavy!"
Yamato got to his feet and dusted off his clothes and took a deep intake of breath from the surroundings. With a heavy sigh, he looked around to scan the unfamiliar environment we happened upon.
"Where. where are we?? Wasn't I just in my living room?" I hysterically said aloud and quieted down when I saw the rows and rows of tombstones.
"The cemetery." He answered.
"Eh? Why are we here?"
"Beats me." He shrugged. I stared at him. I don't know what was growing, my anger or my intolerance of him.
"WHAT? What just happened back then... you reached out your hand and I took it and then magically we're here! What's this witchcraft of yours?!"
"It's not witchcraft! Its-"
"Oh no... I've been blinded by a witch! A horrible witch who is posing as my guardian angel! When he's probably done doing what he does. he'll probably take me back to his dark castle and EAT ME!" I cried dramatically.
He just glared at me as if I didn't make any sense. "That's very lame Sora."
I stuck out my tongue at him and gave him a 'like I care' look.
"Oh that's very mature." He sarcastically said and rolled his eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me!"
He looked back at me and gave me this very cold glare that made me be quiet.
"Hey! Who's over there?" I heard a deep masculine voice from the far background.
Oh shit. I remember this place now, my grandma's grave is here... but besides that there's an excellent security level to this graveyard, cameras everywhere, can't get into the graveyard without this card thingy, and stuff like that.
"Oh my god. Yamato! What if I get caught?"
"Follow me then." He said and he approached me slowly and held onto my hand and started to lead me away to a destination unknown to me. Strangely, my legs were fine and working swell, but unlike Yamato, I couldn't go through anything so I had to jump across graves and tombstones in order not to break another ankle.
"Oh sorry, there. Oops, excuse me. Ah, I didn't mean to--" I had said that every time I accidentally stepped on a grave.
"For a minute there I thought you were talking to yourself, but I guess you do have manners, well, at least to dead people." Yamato remarked and before I can object to his statement (which is wrong), he abruptly stopped.
I was confronted with a towering tombstone plastered with beautiful engravings and gold lettering.
'Whoa, what a rich bastard.' I thought to myself.
Yamato turned his head towards me and glared at me even more angrily than before and I decided not to say anything for a few seconds. It's as if he could read my mind or something.
We stood in silence for more over 10 minutes and I got fed up. I was very irritated, I could of spent some time with Taichi... but no... I had to be here.
"You dragged me here to look at this???" I asked, and then I stared at the beautiful black limestone tombstone. "We could have been caught from all those security guards!"
"Correction. You could have been caught. Not me. I'm invisible to others remember?"
"Shut up. So what's so special about this tombstone?"
I was met with silence again, then he spoke, "Read it." Yamato's toneless voice slightly ordered me.
I blinked at him, and then I turned to look at what was written on the bottom.
"Forever loved, talented musician and artist. Yamato Ishida." I gasped and took a step back.
"Yamato..." I heard myself say his name as my right hand covered my mouth. "This is you?" My heart felt a big leap, and I suddenly felt the heavy tension between us.
He nodded and sighed as the wind whipped his hair in the light breeze.
I felt a bit sympathetic towards him, but the slight hint of mischief overpowered my mind for the moment.
"So you mean I'm standing on top of you?" I asked, hopefully he didn't see the sly smile on my face.
"Yes... Why?"
I jumped up and down, digging my deep heels into the soft soil.
"Pay back time."
I whipped out a stick of lipstick out of nowhere and smudged it all over his picture on the tombstone. Then stomped on all the flowers laid in front of the grave.
"Hey! No playing with the dead!" He yelled, but before he can push me off a voice joined in our little scenario.
"What are you doing??!" A feminine voice called out. I turned to face a young woman that looked to be in her early twenties. All I had in my mind was. 'Wow. She's pretty.'
"You're vandalizing another person's property!" She scolded me. Scratch what I said; she's an ugly old witch. I don't like her at all.
"A dead person's." I mumbled.
"Either way you should go away before I call security!" She yelled at me, and I could see hints of tears in her eyes.
I stared at Yamato who was looking at the woman with a distant look in his eyes.
"Yamato?" I called out to him, but before he could reply to me the woman spoke.
"You knew Yamato?" She asked, but then shook her head in disbelief.
"You couldn't have, he died when you probably were born." She said, taking out a handkerchief and wiping the tears away. "Anyways young lady you should go before I charge the damage you did to the officials." She said, and I left instantly.
"Nahiko." Yamato softly said, his voice almost falling to the low category of a whisper.
As if the woman heard, she turned her head and looked back at me, and then turned it's direction back at the tombstone.
After we were out of the cemetery I looked at Yamato.
"So Yamato, you never told me how you died." I hesitantly said.
"I got shot." He replied instantly.
I stared back up at him in shock, and then looked away trying to think up of another subject to talk about even though I would really like to know who would shoot a 17 year old.
"So who's that lady? Do you know her?" I fiddled with my fingers and waited for his answer.
"Yeah." He replied.
"Oh? Is she your sister or something?"
"She was my fiancé."
"FIANCE??!" I erupted out in a large outburst of surprise, "Isn't she a bit too young for you...er... old?"
"Idiot. She's 34 now."
"What?" I heard myself say. I stayed silent trying to recollect her face in my mind.
"I must find out who her plastic surgeon is."
Yamato ignored me and looked back at the heavily guarded cemetery.
"Did you love her?" I asked sheepishly.
"Yeah..."
"Oh." I remained silent for the next few minutes.
I stared back down at my leg, which was bizarrely not throbbing with pain.
I still wondered how we ended up here but there's no explanation, Yamato didn't even know so I tried to dismiss it, but now I don't even know where I am. You can say that I'm stranded, that'll be a good word to explain my situation at the moment. But I felt a warm wave of safety and comfort whenever Yamato held onto my hand.
Sitting on a bench in the park, I saw Yamato lean his head back and stare emotionlessly up in the sky, he looked very handsome and pleasant. He looked so warm and he still loved his girlfriend ever since he died. That's what I call devotion, but I guess he couldn't find another girl because he's dead. Unless they have dating services up in heaven or something.
For once, I felt empty and hollow inside. I'm a spoiled brat with everything I girl would want. But the most important thing I want in the entire world was for someone to love me endlessly like as if nothing mattered to them but me; only me, and no one else.
"Yamato." I softly said his name.
"Hmm...?" He diverted his gaze from the sky and at me, waiting for me to continue.
"Do you think I will find love one day?" I hesitantly asked him.
He frowned but brought his lips into a smile and nodded.
"Yeah, of course."
"Really?"
"No."
I glowered at him and I only received a huge grin back.
"Why am I going to die Yamato?" I asked.
He just looked at me for a minute and brushed a strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear. "I don't know. I would like to know as well. I wanted to know why I had to die at such a young age and come here to watch over you."
"Do you regret it?" Out of curiosity I just had to ask him.
He looked at my face as his icy eyes stabbed through my red ones and melted instantly at the touch. "No." He simply replied.
"What happens when I die? What will happen to you?"
He sighed, I could detect irritation and tiredness but I waited for his reply.
"Who knows?" He simply shrugged as if it was the last thing on his mind.
He flashed me a smile and took off his jacket and rested it on my shoulder. Everything felt so bright and fresh. I was ready to take on anything, because I know Yamato would always be beside me. I'm no longer alone, and I found today, I was never alone, because he was always there.
Like a best friend, like a brother, like... a guardian angel.
"Thank you." I managed to smile back at him, but this time, I felt different. Usually my smiles would be forced and fake but this one...
"Ah, a genuine smile. I haven't seen that ever since you were a toddler." He stated and I just couldn't help but smile even more.
"Yamato, promise me you will never leave me."
"I promise."
"Thank you, you're so kind. Like a brother."
I saw him freeze for a moment, and then smiled sincerely down upon me.
"Yeah... like a brother."
"So THIS is where you went." I high pitched voice came up from behind us.
I looked back and saw Mimi with her arms crossed and looking mad. She pointed her finger out at Yamato as she approached us.
"YOU! What do you think you're doing with MY victim?" She shrieked.
"Protecting her from people like you. You know little kids can get scared just by looking at you and your get up." Yamato callously remarked which led Mimi's mouth to drop open and her face burning red.
"Oh if I was still a high angel in heaven I would banish your soul to wander the earth!"
"Too bad you're not because of your Satan or what's his face."
"DON'T YOU DARE MAKE FUN OF DEVIL-SAMA!" she screamed which made me jump at her loud voice. She must do that often- screaming I mean.
"Relax Mimi, you have to be composed to verbally fight back. If you keep that up, pretty boy over there will mock you every time you see each other. Truly disgrace to his dark eminence." A familiar voice reached my ear and I immediately recognized it.
"Taichi-kun?"
The tall figure turned towards me and I could make out it was really him. But... What's going on?
"Sora-chan, I've been deceiving you for too long, so here I am..." He walked towards me and I felt Yamato tense up and push me behind him. Taichi stopped halfway and rested his hand on his hip and stood nonchalantly in the crisp night air. "Elope with me Sora."
"It's a trick, don't listen to him." Yamato quietly whispered to me but this chance comes once in a lifetime! But I still don't know what's going on...
Mimi glared at Yamato and of course, speaking French this time.
"Ferme la bouche!" She said.
Yamato blinked then glared at her. "Non, cela ne te regarde pas!"
Mimi was taken back by his response and was about to say something back when Taichi interrupted.
"Why are you so concerned about her? What about we make a deal? She comes with us and we guarantee that you get reborn as a healthy child instead of... whatever."
Now what the heck is going on... what is Taichi saying??? And I feel really left out because I don't know French!
"Moi, je... je suis tombé amoureux d'elle..." Yamato softly said, as if he was sad or something...
Taichi stared at him, his expression didn't change but with a sigh he turned to walk away from us. "Vraiment? Moi aussi." And he left.
"Quoi? Tu perds la raison?!" Mimi squeaked after him, "Men are so bold!" I heard her say in the distance and they disappeared out of sight.
After a moment of silence Yamato turned to me and cupped my face and lowered it closer to mine.
"What were you guys saying?" I asked.
"We were just insulting each other, that's all."
"You speak French Yamato?"
"Of course! My grandpa is French after all!"
I need to know French. I hate being left out!
"So can you teach me a French phrase? Maybe something you would have said to Nahiko when you were still alive."
He was quiet when I mentioned Nahiko, but then he smirked and I didn't like the face he gave me, his face was so close to mine too...
"Alright," He leaned in closer, our noses almost touching, "J'amour toi." And he kissed my forehead and then ran off laughing. Somehow my heart was beating faster by the way he said it, but then after he said it made me think it was something bad... the nerve of him!
"Yamato! That better not had been an insult!" I screamed as I quickly brought my legs to move and chase after him.
Now... how the heck am I supposed to get home?
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I tried... *sniff* I hope this chapter was good. I'm currently exhausted so my brain's not functioning as well.
I'm not gonna translate the French... hehe I'm THAT evil. But if you know French FLUENTLY than you might understand it. I don't know much French either, but I love the language. So I asked my friend about some of the sentences. I might have made some mistakes. Heheh. if I do e-mail me please! And I'll make the right adjustments. IF you really want to know, I'll tell you in the next chapter or you can e-mail me.
Next chapter:
Rival in love and possession of her soul
~Again, please read and review! I love ya all!
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WAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so sorry I haven't updated. School and stuff... and also my current addiction to Gundam Seed hehe ^_^;; I'm still alive though! I kinda rushed on this chapter so if needed.. I'm going to re- do it.
This Chapter is dedicated to Michelle and her friends! I still remember! Hehe... even if it was some time ago haha. I like dedicating stuff to people so... um.. the next chapter I'll dedicate it to my faithful readers!
I love you all, and please read and review!
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A trip to the cemetery
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"What happened to Nanako and Ayame?" I asked.
"They went ahead to school."
"Oh."
Oh Shit. I'm alone with him.
Taichi was tenderly and gently wrapping some bandages around my leg at the moment, but I kind of have a doubting feeling that he knows what he's doing...
"Sora," Taichi softly said, "do you believe in God?"
I stared at him for a little bit, my eyes wide and my mouth stretched out into a smile that seriously started to hurt, but it only took a few seconds until his question finally registered in my mind. I timidly licked my lips and bit down on them trying to suppress some weird feeling coming up from my stomach. I stared at him and he kept on staring back at me and all of a sudden, the heavy and tingly feeling came up to my chest and decided to explode and come out of my mouth.
I... laughed? Man my emotions are going crazy these days.
I looked at him and saw the confused face he made right after my unexpected outburst of laughter. He continually blinked for a few seconds, then his dreamy eyes narrowed at me, and I promptly shut myself up.
"What was so funny?" He asked me, his tone a bit soft yet I can detect a little embarrassment in his smooth tenor.
Seriously, I didn't know how to answer him because I myself don't know why I even opened my mouth.
"Nothing." I beamed.
He sighed and tied the little knot on my bandages and raised his head to look at me, and I smiled back at him, I swear it's not so good for my jaw anymore.
He cocked his eyebrow at me for a few seconds as his chocolate gaze rested on my leg.
"Feel any better?" He asked as his gently caressed my foot.
"Yes..."
After a moment of total silence and uneasy stares we gave each other, he suddenly reached out his hand and rested it on my head, ruffling my hair while doing so.
"You're cute."
Heartbeat.
Inside, I was screaming and doing somersaults for the joy of his simple compliment. That plain flattering remark had never meant much to me before, but now, it was the greatest thing that anyone had told me. It was because he said it.
"C-cute?" I heard myself stutter as I tried to keep myself from mumbling gibberish back to him.
"Yeah."
"I uh.. thank yomm nmm mmm..."
Dammit.
"Say what?"
"Nothing. Heheh." My head felt dizzy and light, but I must admit I was very discomfited but I kept myself smiling.
He started to move closer to me but then unexpectedly, my leg self- consciously sprung up between us keeping him a fair distance away from me.
"Sora I..." His smooth yet soft tenor started in a soft manner like as if he was about to confess something. Confess... CONFESS?
"Eh?" was the only thing I could get out of my mouth.
I stared at the mirror across the room and saw that my face had a soft pink blush rising on it. When I heard him clear his throat, I adverted my gaze from the mirror to the tense look he gave me.
"Sora!" I heard my name and I quickly whipped my face to the direction of the person that said it.
Yamato emerged from behind the door and had his hand outstretched to me and as if my body knew what to do, my hand had sprung out and grabbed onto his hand and...
Poof!
The next thing I knew, I felt myself falling endlessly, unknown to me was where I was going to. I felt my heart panicking and when I was about to part my lips in a scream, I landed.
"Aa--... oww. what the heck? What did I land on? So hard and lumpy too!"
"That would be me." I heard a muffled voice from under me and when I took a chance to look down, I saw that I was sitting on Yamato's back.
I stared at him for a few seconds and he stared back with a dull look on his face, as if waiting for something.
"Why are you under me??!" I started to beat at him as if alarmed and frightened at the same time.
"That's 'cuz you're sitting on me!"
"Uh..."
"Get off me. You're heavy!"
Yamato got to his feet and dusted off his clothes and took a deep intake of breath from the surroundings. With a heavy sigh, he looked around to scan the unfamiliar environment we happened upon.
"Where. where are we?? Wasn't I just in my living room?" I hysterically said aloud and quieted down when I saw the rows and rows of tombstones.
"The cemetery." He answered.
"Eh? Why are we here?"
"Beats me." He shrugged. I stared at him. I don't know what was growing, my anger or my intolerance of him.
"WHAT? What just happened back then... you reached out your hand and I took it and then magically we're here! What's this witchcraft of yours?!"
"It's not witchcraft! Its-"
"Oh no... I've been blinded by a witch! A horrible witch who is posing as my guardian angel! When he's probably done doing what he does. he'll probably take me back to his dark castle and EAT ME!" I cried dramatically.
He just glared at me as if I didn't make any sense. "That's very lame Sora."
I stuck out my tongue at him and gave him a 'like I care' look.
"Oh that's very mature." He sarcastically said and rolled his eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me!"
He looked back at me and gave me this very cold glare that made me be quiet.
"Hey! Who's over there?" I heard a deep masculine voice from the far background.
Oh shit. I remember this place now, my grandma's grave is here... but besides that there's an excellent security level to this graveyard, cameras everywhere, can't get into the graveyard without this card thingy, and stuff like that.
"Oh my god. Yamato! What if I get caught?"
"Follow me then." He said and he approached me slowly and held onto my hand and started to lead me away to a destination unknown to me. Strangely, my legs were fine and working swell, but unlike Yamato, I couldn't go through anything so I had to jump across graves and tombstones in order not to break another ankle.
"Oh sorry, there. Oops, excuse me. Ah, I didn't mean to--" I had said that every time I accidentally stepped on a grave.
"For a minute there I thought you were talking to yourself, but I guess you do have manners, well, at least to dead people." Yamato remarked and before I can object to his statement (which is wrong), he abruptly stopped.
I was confronted with a towering tombstone plastered with beautiful engravings and gold lettering.
'Whoa, what a rich bastard.' I thought to myself.
Yamato turned his head towards me and glared at me even more angrily than before and I decided not to say anything for a few seconds. It's as if he could read my mind or something.
We stood in silence for more over 10 minutes and I got fed up. I was very irritated, I could of spent some time with Taichi... but no... I had to be here.
"You dragged me here to look at this???" I asked, and then I stared at the beautiful black limestone tombstone. "We could have been caught from all those security guards!"
"Correction. You could have been caught. Not me. I'm invisible to others remember?"
"Shut up. So what's so special about this tombstone?"
I was met with silence again, then he spoke, "Read it." Yamato's toneless voice slightly ordered me.
I blinked at him, and then I turned to look at what was written on the bottom.
"Forever loved, talented musician and artist. Yamato Ishida." I gasped and took a step back.
"Yamato..." I heard myself say his name as my right hand covered my mouth. "This is you?" My heart felt a big leap, and I suddenly felt the heavy tension between us.
He nodded and sighed as the wind whipped his hair in the light breeze.
I felt a bit sympathetic towards him, but the slight hint of mischief overpowered my mind for the moment.
"So you mean I'm standing on top of you?" I asked, hopefully he didn't see the sly smile on my face.
"Yes... Why?"
I jumped up and down, digging my deep heels into the soft soil.
"Pay back time."
I whipped out a stick of lipstick out of nowhere and smudged it all over his picture on the tombstone. Then stomped on all the flowers laid in front of the grave.
"Hey! No playing with the dead!" He yelled, but before he can push me off a voice joined in our little scenario.
"What are you doing??!" A feminine voice called out. I turned to face a young woman that looked to be in her early twenties. All I had in my mind was. 'Wow. She's pretty.'
"You're vandalizing another person's property!" She scolded me. Scratch what I said; she's an ugly old witch. I don't like her at all.
"A dead person's." I mumbled.
"Either way you should go away before I call security!" She yelled at me, and I could see hints of tears in her eyes.
I stared at Yamato who was looking at the woman with a distant look in his eyes.
"Yamato?" I called out to him, but before he could reply to me the woman spoke.
"You knew Yamato?" She asked, but then shook her head in disbelief.
"You couldn't have, he died when you probably were born." She said, taking out a handkerchief and wiping the tears away. "Anyways young lady you should go before I charge the damage you did to the officials." She said, and I left instantly.
"Nahiko." Yamato softly said, his voice almost falling to the low category of a whisper.
As if the woman heard, she turned her head and looked back at me, and then turned it's direction back at the tombstone.
After we were out of the cemetery I looked at Yamato.
"So Yamato, you never told me how you died." I hesitantly said.
"I got shot." He replied instantly.
I stared back up at him in shock, and then looked away trying to think up of another subject to talk about even though I would really like to know who would shoot a 17 year old.
"So who's that lady? Do you know her?" I fiddled with my fingers and waited for his answer.
"Yeah." He replied.
"Oh? Is she your sister or something?"
"She was my fiancé."
"FIANCE??!" I erupted out in a large outburst of surprise, "Isn't she a bit too young for you...er... old?"
"Idiot. She's 34 now."
"What?" I heard myself say. I stayed silent trying to recollect her face in my mind.
"I must find out who her plastic surgeon is."
Yamato ignored me and looked back at the heavily guarded cemetery.
"Did you love her?" I asked sheepishly.
"Yeah..."
"Oh." I remained silent for the next few minutes.
I stared back down at my leg, which was bizarrely not throbbing with pain.
I still wondered how we ended up here but there's no explanation, Yamato didn't even know so I tried to dismiss it, but now I don't even know where I am. You can say that I'm stranded, that'll be a good word to explain my situation at the moment. But I felt a warm wave of safety and comfort whenever Yamato held onto my hand.
Sitting on a bench in the park, I saw Yamato lean his head back and stare emotionlessly up in the sky, he looked very handsome and pleasant. He looked so warm and he still loved his girlfriend ever since he died. That's what I call devotion, but I guess he couldn't find another girl because he's dead. Unless they have dating services up in heaven or something.
For once, I felt empty and hollow inside. I'm a spoiled brat with everything I girl would want. But the most important thing I want in the entire world was for someone to love me endlessly like as if nothing mattered to them but me; only me, and no one else.
"Yamato." I softly said his name.
"Hmm...?" He diverted his gaze from the sky and at me, waiting for me to continue.
"Do you think I will find love one day?" I hesitantly asked him.
He frowned but brought his lips into a smile and nodded.
"Yeah, of course."
"Really?"
"No."
I glowered at him and I only received a huge grin back.
"Why am I going to die Yamato?" I asked.
He just looked at me for a minute and brushed a strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear. "I don't know. I would like to know as well. I wanted to know why I had to die at such a young age and come here to watch over you."
"Do you regret it?" Out of curiosity I just had to ask him.
He looked at my face as his icy eyes stabbed through my red ones and melted instantly at the touch. "No." He simply replied.
"What happens when I die? What will happen to you?"
He sighed, I could detect irritation and tiredness but I waited for his reply.
"Who knows?" He simply shrugged as if it was the last thing on his mind.
He flashed me a smile and took off his jacket and rested it on my shoulder. Everything felt so bright and fresh. I was ready to take on anything, because I know Yamato would always be beside me. I'm no longer alone, and I found today, I was never alone, because he was always there.
Like a best friend, like a brother, like... a guardian angel.
"Thank you." I managed to smile back at him, but this time, I felt different. Usually my smiles would be forced and fake but this one...
"Ah, a genuine smile. I haven't seen that ever since you were a toddler." He stated and I just couldn't help but smile even more.
"Yamato, promise me you will never leave me."
"I promise."
"Thank you, you're so kind. Like a brother."
I saw him freeze for a moment, and then smiled sincerely down upon me.
"Yeah... like a brother."
"So THIS is where you went." I high pitched voice came up from behind us.
I looked back and saw Mimi with her arms crossed and looking mad. She pointed her finger out at Yamato as she approached us.
"YOU! What do you think you're doing with MY victim?" She shrieked.
"Protecting her from people like you. You know little kids can get scared just by looking at you and your get up." Yamato callously remarked which led Mimi's mouth to drop open and her face burning red.
"Oh if I was still a high angel in heaven I would banish your soul to wander the earth!"
"Too bad you're not because of your Satan or what's his face."
"DON'T YOU DARE MAKE FUN OF DEVIL-SAMA!" she screamed which made me jump at her loud voice. She must do that often- screaming I mean.
"Relax Mimi, you have to be composed to verbally fight back. If you keep that up, pretty boy over there will mock you every time you see each other. Truly disgrace to his dark eminence." A familiar voice reached my ear and I immediately recognized it.
"Taichi-kun?"
The tall figure turned towards me and I could make out it was really him. But... What's going on?
"Sora-chan, I've been deceiving you for too long, so here I am..." He walked towards me and I felt Yamato tense up and push me behind him. Taichi stopped halfway and rested his hand on his hip and stood nonchalantly in the crisp night air. "Elope with me Sora."
"It's a trick, don't listen to him." Yamato quietly whispered to me but this chance comes once in a lifetime! But I still don't know what's going on...
Mimi glared at Yamato and of course, speaking French this time.
"Ferme la bouche!" She said.
Yamato blinked then glared at her. "Non, cela ne te regarde pas!"
Mimi was taken back by his response and was about to say something back when Taichi interrupted.
"Why are you so concerned about her? What about we make a deal? She comes with us and we guarantee that you get reborn as a healthy child instead of... whatever."
Now what the heck is going on... what is Taichi saying??? And I feel really left out because I don't know French!
"Moi, je... je suis tombé amoureux d'elle..." Yamato softly said, as if he was sad or something...
Taichi stared at him, his expression didn't change but with a sigh he turned to walk away from us. "Vraiment? Moi aussi." And he left.
"Quoi? Tu perds la raison?!" Mimi squeaked after him, "Men are so bold!" I heard her say in the distance and they disappeared out of sight.
After a moment of silence Yamato turned to me and cupped my face and lowered it closer to mine.
"What were you guys saying?" I asked.
"We were just insulting each other, that's all."
"You speak French Yamato?"
"Of course! My grandpa is French after all!"
I need to know French. I hate being left out!
"So can you teach me a French phrase? Maybe something you would have said to Nahiko when you were still alive."
He was quiet when I mentioned Nahiko, but then he smirked and I didn't like the face he gave me, his face was so close to mine too...
"Alright," He leaned in closer, our noses almost touching, "J'amour toi." And he kissed my forehead and then ran off laughing. Somehow my heart was beating faster by the way he said it, but then after he said it made me think it was something bad... the nerve of him!
"Yamato! That better not had been an insult!" I screamed as I quickly brought my legs to move and chase after him.
Now... how the heck am I supposed to get home?
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I tried... *sniff* I hope this chapter was good. I'm currently exhausted so my brain's not functioning as well.
I'm not gonna translate the French... hehe I'm THAT evil. But if you know French FLUENTLY than you might understand it. I don't know much French either, but I love the language. So I asked my friend about some of the sentences. I might have made some mistakes. Heheh. if I do e-mail me please! And I'll make the right adjustments. IF you really want to know, I'll tell you in the next chapter or you can e-mail me.
Next chapter:
Rival in love and possession of her soul
~Again, please read and review! I love ya all!
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