A/N: I no own.
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"I got up a few hours ago." She paused, then walked over and sat next to him. "I heard your conversation. Is everything okay?"
Yamato sighed, shaking his head.
"I don't know. I just... I don't know."
"Do you want to talk about it? anything you'd like to tell me?"
Slowly, Yamato looked up at her. She touched his hand gently.
"Yes, I do have to tell you something. Hikari-chan, I-"
There was a knock on the door, making Yamato jump.
"Yamato? Are you there? The door is locked!" Takeru's voice was comforting. Yamato froze, then slowly sighed. And got up.
"Yamato? Hikari? Okay, so nobody's home. BUT if anybody is, Okaasan drove me here, she's pretty frantic. Um, I'll try to call later, okay?"
Yamato moved, and when he opened the door, a car was already zooming away. he closed it again.
The phone rang.
Sighing, Yamato moved and answered it.
"Oh, Taichi. Do you want to speak to your sister? Oh. Okay. Um, sure. Bye."
He shook his head and looked at Hikari. "Tai says for you to stay safe, his parents won't let him come over because it's a school night. He said he loves you, to stay safe, and that he'll pick you up for school, he'll have your uniform and some changes of clothes." Yamato paused. "He was in a rush because your mother was in the same room." Yamato's looks softened as Hikari's tightened up.
"Hikari?"
She looked up at him quickly, and he took in her full appearance.
She was wearing a pair of his (black) socks, and a night shirt of his that he didn't wear (Yamato slept in his clothes or a pair of pants.) but that was it.
Her hair was a little messed up and was behind her ears since its clip wasn't there to hold it out of her eyes.
"I'm okay, Yamato-chan," she said softly. "You were saying before?"
Yamato hesitated.
"Yeah, um," great, NOW was the time that he had to go be all bashful. Now! But did it have to be NOW of all times?
"I don't think that Sora and Daisuke are going to support us. I haven't seen the other's reactions, other than that Mimi was screaming a lot."
"Oh." Hikari's features fell, and she looked down. Yamato sat next to her and took her hands, leaning forward. "You know, Yamato-chan? I knew that somebody wouldn't support us, but it still hurts knowing that our friends would just..."
"I know," he said gently, taking one hand and tipping her chin up. He wiped a single tear that rolled down her cheek. "I'm so sorry, Hikari. Last month, I could have stopped us, but I didn't."
"I'm glad you didn't."
Yamato almost fell over. "You are?"
"Yeah, look at us. And, see, there's another person coming into the world soon." Hikari flushed and looked down quickly.
"Yamato? Can I tell you something?"
Yamato tipped her chin back up and studied her face. She did the same.
"Yes?"
"Um, I've been thinking a lot about this, and I have come to the conclusion that, even if you don't, um, that I..." she trailed off for a moment, looking like she'd absolutely love to look down again. Not wanting to make her too uncomfortable, Yamato released her chin and rested his hand back with hers.
She twisted her fingers with his.
"I love you" she blurted out.
It was said very quickly, so it took Matt first a minute to separate the words, then another minute for their full meaning to sink in.
"Oh, that's good," he said. "Saves this relationship from being one-sided, huh?"
She looked up quickly, and Yamato wasted no time in capturing her lips gently.
Hikari automatically returned the kiss and flung her arms around his neck.
The phone rang, making Hikari and Yamato both jump, and look away, blushing. Yamato grabbed the phone grumpily.
"Mochi mochi?" he asked, trying in vain to make his voice not sound understandably snappish.
"Hey, sorry, did I interrupt anything?" asked a voice. "Um, anyway, Taichi- san said that I could reach Hikari at your place, so..."
Yamato shifted into a stupefied silence.
"Hello? Hell-oooo, Yamato? Are you there?"
"It's for you," Yamato said, giving the phone to Hikari.
"Hello?" Hikari asked. her face brightened (not with blood, that was already done). "Miyako! Hi! Nope, I'm okay. Um no, you didn't interrupt anything. Come off it! no way!" Yamato smiled to himself as he listened to her girlish voice chirp happily to Miyako.
"Um, nope. Of course I'm still going to school, it's not like I've run away. uh... no, I didn't think of that. Riiiiiiiiight, whatever you say Miyako-chan. Great! So! See you tomorrow, then? Okay! Thaaaaaaank yooooouuuuuuuuu. What? For being my friend. Nah. Heh, yeah, I'll tell him. Okay! 'bye!"
She clicked the phone off and smiled happily at Yamato.
"Miyako-chan says hi and that she's one hundred percent supportive as long as she can play fairy godmother. I'm supposed to ask you if that's okay."
"Whew, fine with me; could be a lot worse!"
"Yeah!" she looked down again. "Maybe this won't be so bad," she said softly.
"Maybe," Yamato agreed, smiling at her.
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"I got up a few hours ago." She paused, then walked over and sat next to him. "I heard your conversation. Is everything okay?"
Yamato sighed, shaking his head.
"I don't know. I just... I don't know."
"Do you want to talk about it? anything you'd like to tell me?"
Slowly, Yamato looked up at her. She touched his hand gently.
"Yes, I do have to tell you something. Hikari-chan, I-"
There was a knock on the door, making Yamato jump.
"Yamato? Are you there? The door is locked!" Takeru's voice was comforting. Yamato froze, then slowly sighed. And got up.
"Yamato? Hikari? Okay, so nobody's home. BUT if anybody is, Okaasan drove me here, she's pretty frantic. Um, I'll try to call later, okay?"
Yamato moved, and when he opened the door, a car was already zooming away. he closed it again.
The phone rang.
Sighing, Yamato moved and answered it.
"Oh, Taichi. Do you want to speak to your sister? Oh. Okay. Um, sure. Bye."
He shook his head and looked at Hikari. "Tai says for you to stay safe, his parents won't let him come over because it's a school night. He said he loves you, to stay safe, and that he'll pick you up for school, he'll have your uniform and some changes of clothes." Yamato paused. "He was in a rush because your mother was in the same room." Yamato's looks softened as Hikari's tightened up.
"Hikari?"
She looked up at him quickly, and he took in her full appearance.
She was wearing a pair of his (black) socks, and a night shirt of his that he didn't wear (Yamato slept in his clothes or a pair of pants.) but that was it.
Her hair was a little messed up and was behind her ears since its clip wasn't there to hold it out of her eyes.
"I'm okay, Yamato-chan," she said softly. "You were saying before?"
Yamato hesitated.
"Yeah, um," great, NOW was the time that he had to go be all bashful. Now! But did it have to be NOW of all times?
"I don't think that Sora and Daisuke are going to support us. I haven't seen the other's reactions, other than that Mimi was screaming a lot."
"Oh." Hikari's features fell, and she looked down. Yamato sat next to her and took her hands, leaning forward. "You know, Yamato-chan? I knew that somebody wouldn't support us, but it still hurts knowing that our friends would just..."
"I know," he said gently, taking one hand and tipping her chin up. He wiped a single tear that rolled down her cheek. "I'm so sorry, Hikari. Last month, I could have stopped us, but I didn't."
"I'm glad you didn't."
Yamato almost fell over. "You are?"
"Yeah, look at us. And, see, there's another person coming into the world soon." Hikari flushed and looked down quickly.
"Yamato? Can I tell you something?"
Yamato tipped her chin back up and studied her face. She did the same.
"Yes?"
"Um, I've been thinking a lot about this, and I have come to the conclusion that, even if you don't, um, that I..." she trailed off for a moment, looking like she'd absolutely love to look down again. Not wanting to make her too uncomfortable, Yamato released her chin and rested his hand back with hers.
She twisted her fingers with his.
"I love you" she blurted out.
It was said very quickly, so it took Matt first a minute to separate the words, then another minute for their full meaning to sink in.
"Oh, that's good," he said. "Saves this relationship from being one-sided, huh?"
She looked up quickly, and Yamato wasted no time in capturing her lips gently.
Hikari automatically returned the kiss and flung her arms around his neck.
The phone rang, making Hikari and Yamato both jump, and look away, blushing. Yamato grabbed the phone grumpily.
"Mochi mochi?" he asked, trying in vain to make his voice not sound understandably snappish.
"Hey, sorry, did I interrupt anything?" asked a voice. "Um, anyway, Taichi- san said that I could reach Hikari at your place, so..."
Yamato shifted into a stupefied silence.
"Hello? Hell-oooo, Yamato? Are you there?"
"It's for you," Yamato said, giving the phone to Hikari.
"Hello?" Hikari asked. her face brightened (not with blood, that was already done). "Miyako! Hi! Nope, I'm okay. Um no, you didn't interrupt anything. Come off it! no way!" Yamato smiled to himself as he listened to her girlish voice chirp happily to Miyako.
"Um, nope. Of course I'm still going to school, it's not like I've run away. uh... no, I didn't think of that. Riiiiiiiiight, whatever you say Miyako-chan. Great! So! See you tomorrow, then? Okay! Thaaaaaaank yooooouuuuuuuuu. What? For being my friend. Nah. Heh, yeah, I'll tell him. Okay! 'bye!"
She clicked the phone off and smiled happily at Yamato.
"Miyako-chan says hi and that she's one hundred percent supportive as long as she can play fairy godmother. I'm supposed to ask you if that's okay."
"Whew, fine with me; could be a lot worse!"
"Yeah!" she looked down again. "Maybe this won't be so bad," she said softly.
"Maybe," Yamato agreed, smiling at her.