AN: look, I'm updating before three months, aren't you proud of me? before you start reading the last chapter, I'd just like to thank everyone who has read my first fanfic, whether or not they submitted a review, but thanks for even taking the time to read it.
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finally, here's the Q&A, I said I would do. I was wondering if I should put it after the chapter, or before it. Personally, I like getting the misc. things out of the way before I sit down and relax, so the Q&A has found it's way to the top.
LOL. Actually, I didn't get many questions XP, either no one has any, or no one reads author's notes , lol it's all good.
How could you do this, how could Yamato and Sora break up?!
Well uh… something needed to happen right? They were too perfect that I was having a hard time believing it myself.
When will you update?!
Right now. J
When is this story ending?
This is it! Dun dun dun…
Are you dead?????
Not yet. J
What happened to Nick?
Read on dudes, read on. P
How do you explain the success of this story?
I can't. Every time I look at the number of reviews this story has received, I'm blown away and truly honored. This is far greater than anyone could have asked for, thank you all so much.
I write when I'm motivated, and when I was starting this story anew it was just so exciting. Finishing this story is just as exciting. Not only does it mean I'm finally completing something, but with it comes new opportunities and more stories that I can write.
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Here's an old question:
What does your name, Inconnu, mean?
When I was making an account on , I went through countless names. I wanted something that wasn't just a name, but something that had a double meaning. It wasn't just going to be my name, I wanted it to be a word with meaning, something from the dictionary maybe, haha. So, there I went looking up thesauruses and I finally came upon inconnu.
Inconnu – (n) stranger, foreigner, outsider… etc… Animatedtears mentioned that Inconnu was the French word for mysterious. I'll confess, I'm not expert in French XP so hey, why not, hahaha.
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I think that's it of the Q&A. If anyone has anything they'd like answered, just email me.
I'd like to get all my AN out of the way before the chapter starts, so just bear with me. I doubt there will be an epilogue after this chapter. Kat, I love your suggestion about how I should show a clip of them all grown up, but I just can't seem to fit it in right. I'd love to use your suggestion in another story. Thanks.
A million bazillion thank you's to everyone!! Especially those who have been with this story since the beginning, Lottie11, Windedlove, Chikin Wang, ProtoBlues, and many others. If I failed to mention you, please, it's not disrespect, I just have a terrible memory. And KAT who is just a downright kick butt reviewer. It really brightens my day when I get reviews from the people I've reviewed like TheLadyKnight, LastRedSeaKin, and Koori-chan. (I hope I didn't spell anyone's name wrong, I'm doing this from memory, haha).
My apologies, I know I said I was going to write two endings for Mimi pairings, but in the end, since quite a few people felt strongly about one pairing, I decided to go with it. If you don't like it, I'm really really really really really sorry .
Oh, and one more thing, I know I made Sora forgive Yamato too quickly, but honestly, I think after being separated from someone like that, they'd just be glad to get together again. Plus, since it took me so long to update, I didn't really feel the same about the whole argument, hahaha.
I'm done ranting now, so here's the last chapter. I'm sorry if it might be a bit rushed, but I was just so eager to finish! ;; Enjoy.
Inconnu
lol, and no, I'm not going to do this for every story I write.
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Disclaimer: Digimon Not mine.
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Chapter XXXI – Beneath the Stars
Sora had never been so grateful for whoever the rumor spreaders of the school were. By the next day, she already had the girls crying that their "Mattie" was taken, and breaking into tears at the sight of the couple.
Sora held Yamato's hand in the halls, for once not caring about the huddled whispers that followed, or who saw them. She felt rejuvenated, alive, confident, and excited. So excited that Sora had trouble falling asleep, and instead called Mimi who was surprisingly energetic at that ungodly hour; the two had talked late into the night.
Yamato clung to Sora tightly as she tried to input her locker combination. "Yama, I need my arms to be able to open my locker."
"No you don't, I'll open it for you." The blonde reached over with his right arm as he held Sora closer to his chest with the other.
She turned a brilliant shade of red as she inhaled Yamato's cologne. It was the same familiar scent of the cologne she had bought him months before. Sora smiled against her boyfriend's chest, lost in her bliss- until all the cards and notes flooded out of the open locker.
Yamato picked up a card with a brow raised and began reading it. "Dearest Sora, you are my sky, my fiery red sky, and your smile is the light. Please, if you're free, I would be honored if you went to the prom with me. Love Kento." Picking up another card, this one attached to some candy hearts, Yamato continued. "Hey Sora, I think you're hot, go out with me. Signed… Kalvin." He laughed, "how romantic."
"Okay Yamato, you can stop now."
"One more."
Sora rolled her eyes lightly, but nevertheless smirked and nodded. A pale red card caught Yamato's attention and he picked it up. "Sora, I don't know what you see in that Yamato character that has all the girls screaming, but I'd like to go to prom with you. I'm not going to make promises that you'd forget him, I'm not trying to replace him in any way, but I am promising a good innocent time. Love Kenji."
There was a pause after the last card before Yamato began chuckling, receiving a skeptical look from Sora. "Yamato?"
"Look, all their names start with K," he said before laughing some more.
His girlfriend sighed and shook her head, "Really, what do I see in you?"
At that, Yamato stopped and hooked his arms around her slender waist, drawing her closer and taking in her jasmine scent. "Yes, what do you see in me?" he asked huskily before placing gentle kisses along Sora's neckline.
She flushed, "Yamato stop, people are watching," the small smile playing on her lips giving away her real intentions.
"Hn…"
Sora gently shoved Yamato away and moved to clean out her locker until he stopped her. She looked up at him quizzically, "What is it?"
"Let's read them."
"Read what?"
"Read the cards."
"…"
"I've never read most of them, and I have quite a few in my locker too, why don't we skip chemistry and you know… read them."
"Yamato, you're insane."
"Come on, really, I could use a laugh," he added a wink and ran his hands along Sora's sides, tickling her.
"Stop- stop- okay okay! We'll read them!" She gasped out between her spurts of laughter.
"Great let's go!"
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Half an hour later, Yamato and Sora were sitting cozily on the roof, with a collecting pile of trash and small sweets boxes sent by their many admirers.
"Oh what about this one, 'Mattie, I hear you like blondes, here's my number, give me a call hon. If you go to the prom with me, you'll never have to worry about being cold at night again,'" Sora read dramatically and burst out laughing along with Yamato.
The singer smirked, "Is that from Teresa? How'd she find out that I like blondes."
Sora glared at him before deciding to ignore the last statement. "I can't believe we're ditching chemistry to read cards on the rooftop."
"Yes, I'm so romantic I surprise myself sometimes."
"…come on Romeo, the bell's about to ring soon and we still have to clean up."
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"Sora!! Everyone's been talking about you two today! How cute you guys are in the halls, how all those girls hate the fact that you've taken Yamato again, and omigod omigod, I'm just so excited for you girl!!"
"Mimi, Mimi, slow down!" Sora laughed, as the brunette rambled on energetically about plans for the prom.
"Oh shit! Prom!"
Mimi looked over at Sora in the seat adjacent to hers, "Uh duh Sor, where have you been?"
"Nono, I mean, I know, I mean but I didn't, you know—"
"Girl, I think you need to calm down now," she added with a giggle.
"Meems, I forgot about the prom and it's this Saturday."
"How could you forget about prom?!" Mimi squeaked out furiously.
"Uh… sorry Mimi?"
"Sorry? SORRY?! Girl, we're getting your dress today."
"But Meems, I promised to spend the day with Yamato, what about tomorrow?"
"That's really last minute, Sora, it's not like you."
"I know, I know!"
"Okay, then tomorrow, my place, after school. Good? Good."
"Uh… yes Mimi."
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So Sora found herself standing in front of Mimi's large front door the following day after school. She ran the doorbell and the door was promptly opened by a middle-aged woman, most likely a maid of the house.
"Hi, I'm here to see Mimi?" Sora announced timidly.
"Oh, you must be Sora, the miss has informed us that you'd be arriving. She's waiting for you in her room. Come now, follow me."
After following the maid up the grand staircase and down a couple of corridors, they stopped in front of a white door. Mimi's room was… surprisingly not all pink, but rather artistically decorated in various tones of pastel. It was a large, bright room, adorned with large curtains, bright lighting, and an abundant amount of cushions. Mimi walked out of her closet with two dresses in hand and cheerfully greeted Sora. "Sora! I'm glad you came, now come on, we have to get to work."
The redhead smiled hesitantly and walked over to where Mimi stood. "Okay Meems, what did you have in mind?"
"Well Sora, I realized that since we're about the same size, I was thinking I could give you one of mine. Don't worry girl, they're all clean, and besides, I've never worn most of them. I would have loved to go shopping with you, but who told you to be so last minute," she replied with a wink.
"Mimi, are you sure, you're just going to give me a dress? But…" She paused, taking a glance at the brunette's ridiculously large walk in closet, "your dresses all look so… expensive."
"Oh girl, it's nothing, now come, you're going to try all of these until we find the perfect one!"
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Mimi wasn't kidding about trying on every single dress. Four hours, forty two dresses, and eight hairstyles later, Sora was tired beyond belief. She had never been forced in and out of a dress as quickly as Mimi had made her, not even when Sora modeled for her mother's clothing line once.
"Meems, can't we just take a little break?" She pleaded.
"No Sora, we're going to find that dress!"
"Can we try a black one? Please?" Thirty eight of the forty two dresses that Sora had tried on were in shades of red, pink, yellow, blue, green, and purple, and honestly, Sora was sick of colors. The only thing that was clear to her after forty two dresses was that she did not like colorful dresses.
"Hm… black… I don't have many of those—wait! I have the perfect one! Daddy just sent it over a couple of days ago and it's just gorgeous, Sora!" Mimi exclaimed excitedly as she hurried past the mounds of rejected dresses and to one of the racks in the back. "Now where was it… oh here it is!"
Sora gasped at the sight of the dress—actually gasped and she's never done that for an item of clothing before, but this dress… no words could describe. It was made of a gorgeous black satin with small glittering crystals branching upwards sewn meticulously onto the fabric on the bottom of the skirt. It was a spaghetti strap style dress, with double straps over both shoulders, the straps were covered with lined crystal rather than plain fabric.
"Well don't just stare at it, try it on!" Mimi rushed, half giggling at Sora's shocked expression.
"Oh, could I? But it's so… oh my stars… I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything girl, you and I both know that this is just screaming for you to wear it, so go ahead."
With a gleeful smile, Sora reached out to take the dress into her hands and ran into the dressing room. Needless to say, when she emerged two minutes later, she looked nothing short of stunning.
"Now sweetie, if you don't go to the prom in that, I'm just going to have to shoot myself."
"Is it- is it really okay?" Sora asked, turning around hesitantly in front of the three-fold mirror.
"Of course! It's yours."
"Mine? Oh Meems I couldn't—"
"Don't say that! What kind of girl doesn't get to keep her prom dress?"
"But this… it's just too much. Your father sent it over- you haven't even worn it yet!"
"Even better then! Black isn't really my thing anyways, but let me tell you, it is definitely your thing."
Speechless, all Sora could do was walk up to Mimi and give her a tight hug.
"All right, all right, now let's get you some shoes."
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The school was buzzing excitedly the next day. As Sora walked to her locker, she was mildly surprised to find Yamato waiting for her. Since it had taken so long for her to find the perfect dress, Sora ended up sleeping over at Mimi's.
He grinned, "Hey you, how did the dress fitting go."
"My god, I promise never to make fun of models again. Then again… I never made fun of them in the first place."
"Haha, but I take it you found it?"
"Oh Yamato, it's gorgeous! And can you believe Mimi gave it to me? I'm going to have to repay her somehow. How about you, did you find your tux?"
"My mother found out about the prom from my father…"
"Oy."
"Yup. But everyone was satisfied in the end."
"Hm, I'm sure I would be too." Sora added with a wink.
"I can't wait to get you out of yours."
She laughed, tossing her head back and shoving Yamato away. "HA! You wish. I would never do that."
"Well, I tried."
"No ring, no… well you know."
"Hahaha, so all I need is a ring? You're an easy one."
"Excuse you, I need a ring, sweet vows, a nice house with a white picket fence, and-"
She was cut off as Yamato leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her lips, "and a kiss, right?" he finished for her.
Sora smiled and replied softly, "Yes."
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Their chemistry teacher, Mr. Chin was nice enough to not say anything about their absence from class the day before. Most seniors tended to cut class almost everyday, but it was Yamato and Sora's first time and he decided they were allowed to have a break. In no way did that mean it was okay for them to cut every class afterwards.
The school year was coming to an end, and fast, so Mr. Chin was finishing up the lesson and collecting the students' textbooks during class. The couple sat in the back, talking and laughing quietly. At the sound of the teacher calling Nick up to the front to collect his textbook, Sora looked up, having completely forgotten about the boy. "Look, it's Nick… which reminds me, I forgot to ask, how did you get the part of Oberon in the play?"
Yamato chuckled, "it was nothing… really."
"Oh my stars Yamato, what did you do to him?"
"Nothing I swear!"
"Right, so how did he give up his part."
"Okay, okay, I beat him up."
"Don't lie to me, Nick looks fine, not a scratch."
"I… poisoned him?"
"Yamato Ishida, tell me what you did."
"Ack, okay, well that day you went 'practicing,'" he said, making quotation marks with his fingers on the word practicing, "and I was in the halls with Taichi…" he paused, choosing to leave out the fact that he was banging his head against his locker.
Yamato groaned loudly and slammed his head one last time before moving down the hall and into the boy's bathroom to get away from everything. If he were lucky, he'd have five minutes to himself.
Upon walking into the lavatory, Yamato realized that he wasn't alone. He glanced over, seeing a familiar figure by the sink, fixing his hair. "Nick."
The other boy turned around to face him, "Oh hey man, what's up."
"Don't give me any of that 'what's up' friendly crap."
"Damn man, okay, well look, about last time, I'm sorry you know, I don't know what got into me."
"Right, of course you are."
"Yea yea, well I was thinking, since you know, you and Sora aren't going out or anything anymore I could… aha, step in, if you get what I'm saying."
Yamato stared at Nick, his fist clenched and having a hard time believing what the Oberon-to-be was saying. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. Well man, I'm gonna jet now. Gonna go practice that scene with Sora, haha. Shame isn't it? If you were Oberon, now then maybe you'd be able to kiss and make up with her." Nick broke out in fits of laughter at his own joke.
Before Yamato knew what was going on, he had grabbed Nick by the collar and slammed him against the tiled wall of the bathroom. "Now listen, Mick" he emphasized, I don't know who you think you are, but you do not talk about Sora like that. You do not talk about our relationship like that. It is none of your business, nor is it anyone else's and as for 'stepping in,' Sora doesn't go for pathetic little boys."
Nick swallowed noticeably, "Wha—What're you going to do about it."
Yamato stopped, exactly what was he going to do about it? He had to admit, the simple question stumped him, until… he smiled slyly, "I'm going to take your part."
"What? You can't do that!"
"I can and I will."
"Yeah? How."
"You're simply going to tell them that you're sick that's all."
"I feel fine."
"Would you like me to make you sick?"
"…I'm sick."
Sora was laughing like there was no tomorrow by the end of Yamato's story. "Are you serious? He just gave up the part like that?"
"Yup, made it real easy, didn't have to punch him or anything."
"Congratulations."
"Well, aren't you glad that I got the part?"
Sora paused and smirked at Yamato, "Yes, I am."
He grinned smugly, "I knew it."
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It seemed like none of the teachers were giving out work that day. In art class, Sora spent the period collecting her paint and supplies (while smudging some of the excess paint onto Yamato's smock), and cleaning her brushes. In gym, the entire class sat in the gym and watched a video. Japanese class was never a hassle for Sora and Yamato, and by the end of the day, most of the seniors had already ditched for the rest of the day, in anticipation of the prom. The halls were filled with the busy buzzing of gossip as the last bell rang.
"…and you must let me do your makeup, and your hair, and oh it'll be so fun!"
Yamato, who had been waiting patiently in front of his girlfriend's last class, looked up at the sound of the energetic high-pitched voice. He held back a chuckle at Sora's expression as Mimi planned the auburn haired girl's makeup, hair, nails…
"Hey Mimi, just don't get too carried away now," Yamato chuckled, "I like Sora just the way she is," he added, circling his arms around the redhead from behind and giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek.
"Aw, that is so cute! Anyways Sora, I'll be over bright and early! Later girl!" And with a wink, a wave, and a quick turn, the brunette dashed off.
"Wait, Mimi!" Sora called. "You never told me, who're you going to the prom with?"
The brunette's giggles could be heard from the end of the hall. "You'll see!"
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Like Mimi had planned, she was at Sora's house insanely early. Sora wasn't sure if the brunette was being a great friend, or being a second mom, but she wouldn't have had it any other way.
"Okay Meems, okay!" She yelled, grabbing a robe and dashing into the shower that Mimi had started.
The brunette wasn't kidding when she said she had everything planned out. She had set up appointments with a manicurist to get their nails done, and the rest, she saved for herself.
"But Mimi, I don't want a manicure…"
"Nonsense, all girls need manicures. Now come, we're going to be late!"
Sora had to admit though, as she said in the comfy leather chair in front of the manicurist, that it felt simply grand. In the end, Mimi couldn't persuade (or threaten) Sora to paint her nails any color, but settled for a clear gloss. She on the other hand, got a surprisingly nice pastel pink that worked out very well.
"Good, that's one thing off the list, now let's go back to your place and I'll get your makeup done." Mimi announced while standing outside of the beauty parlor.
"Uh Meems, do you mind if we eat something first? I'm starved."
The brunette stood there, contemplating just whether or not they should go eat. "Well… I know a good vegetarian restaurant around here…"
"Vege- vegetarian?"
Mimi laughed, "Yeah girl, don't tell me you'd rather eat something like McDonald's."
"Well uh…"
"Okay good, we're going to the vegetarian restaurant."
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One vegetarian meal, and fat free drink later, the girls returned to Sora's penthouse, laughing as they walked through the door. The phone rang almost immediately and the redhead dashed to pick it up. "Hello?"
"Sooooooora, I'm boooooooored," came a gorgeous baritone voice.
"Aw, does Yama want to go pway with Sowa?" she laughed.
Though she couldn't see it, the blonde nodded on the other end, "YES!"
Mimi calmly took the phone from a pouting Sora and spoke into it, "Well, I'm sorry Yamato, but you'll just have to wait for Sora. We're very busy." She giggled, "Pick her up in four hours and you two can pway all you want."
"Yay!! I'll be there. Later Meems, tell Sora I love her, bye!"
"Aww, I will!" True to her word after hanging up, Mimi turned to Sora with dreamy eyes and announced what Yamato had said.
The redhead laughed hesitantly, "uh… thanks Meems."
"Okay! Enough of that, he's coming over in four hours, so we need to get you fixed up!!"
"Hey Meems, what about you?"
"Oh don't worry dear, I'm going to go home and do mine. I left plenty of time for myself. The way I see it, it's one pm now, I'll be done with you by… three thirty, and I'll get home by four, and I'll have three hours for myself. Don't worry!"
"Wow… you really do have everything planned out."
"Yes, so let's keep it up!"
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Two hours later, Mimi stood back and admired her masterpiece. "Sora… you look beautiful."
The redhead smiled at her friend and got up to give her a hug. "Thanks Meems, you're the best."
Mimi laughed, "Yes now, just remember, don't you dare mess it up when you're changing." She had let Sora stay in her casual clothing, but had also made it very clear that if she were to find one hair out of place, there would be hell to pay for.
"Don't worry Meems! I wouldn't dare."
"Good, well now, I'll get going, why don't you call up that boyfriend of yours and invite him over." Mimi suggested as she grabbed her coat. "Just remember, use protection and don't you dare mess up your makeup!"
Sora laughed after the brunette as the door closed behind her. She decided not to call Yamato just yet, and instead, watched a nice movie with Matt, the stuffed wolf that he had won for her at the amusement park.
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Yamato arrived promptly, and at five he was standing outside of Sora's door, dressed in a very stylish black tux, navy shirt, and a fashionably loose silk tie. It sounded simple enough, but on Yamato, anything looked gorgeous.
When Sora opened the door (he had decided not to use his key, and pick her up like a normal date instead), they stared at each other. "Wow…" the two chimed.
Walking into the house, Yamato couldn't help but keep checking out his girlfriend. It wasn't wrong now was it? She was his girlfriend after all. Mimi had done a great job, not overdoing it, but bringing out Sora's eyes beautifully. Her hair came down in glossy waves and ended in ringlets, and that dress, that dress! Yamato felt that no words could describe how she looked. She wore a simple silver bracelet, matching the "Crest of Love" that she wore around her neck. "Dang…" was the only word that came to mind.
Sora laughed, "Dang? Well… uh… thanks Yama, you look 'Dang' too." Yamato did look "dang" worthy. She blushed as she realized she was checking him out in that tux, but it was so hard not to! Man, that boy looked good in anything, but in a suit, he was… so… charming, just freakin' charming, and charm was something so rarely heard outside of Harry Potter. "So Yama, we have two hours, what're we going to do?"
"Well, I can think of a number of things to do," he said, winking suggestively.
"Flirt. I'm going to go make coffee."
"Coffee? But we have so much time! Why make coffee?"
"So we can stay up 'til three am with no problem, that's why."
"Oooooooh, getting a little ahead of ourselves are we."
"What? Ew Yama no, you perv." Sora laughed. "Pop in a movie or something, I was watching You've Got Mail."
"I see," the blonde replied, taking out the DVD from the player and inserting another one.
Five minutes later, Sora came out of the kitchen, (an odd sight considering that she was dressed for a ball,) and laughed at Yamato's choice. "Mulan? We're watching Mulan?"
"YEAH!! That movie owned. Besides, it was the first movie I found."
Isn't it amazing, that even after you've outgrown something, it can still make you laugh? So the couple entered Yamato's car two hours later, both with Christina Aguilera's Reflection stuck in their heads and laughing like maniacs. "Oh man, I love that movie," Sora said, while reaching for her seat belt. She turned to look at Yamato as the car started, "So, uh… where is it?"
"Where's what?"
"The prom… thing."
He laughed at her choice of words. "Well, the prom… thing is about twenty minutes away. It's near the park actually."
"Ooooo the park, really?"
"Yup." A few moments later, Yamato started singing in a carefree manner, just blurting out whatever he felt like.
Sora laughed, "You know, my mother always said that when I sang gibberish like that, it meant I was honestly happy."
The blonde turned and grinned, "I don't see why I wouldn't be happy right now."
At a loss of words, the redhead gave a content smile.
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Mimi paced in front of the building, alternating between sighing and flinging her arms. Her date, who had been watching her actions quietly, began to laugh. "Mimi, we haven't been waiting for them that long."
The brunette turned and glared at the boy. "We've been waiting for forever! Where is she?!"
He remained calm, a smirk plastered on his features, "Why don't you just call her, don't tell me Sora doesn't have a cell."
Mimi stopped in mid pace and took out her phone, "This is all your fault, you should have told me sooner!" she accused jokingly, while quickly dialing the digits and waiting for the redhead to pick up.
At last, there was an answer, "Hello?"
"SORA!!! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"Sheesh Meems?"
"Girl, where are you?" Mimi replied in a softer tone, realizing she must've hurt her friend's ears.
A laugh was heard on the other end, "I'm right… BOO!!"
Mimi screamed and nearly dropped her phone. Turning around to give whoever just scared the crap out of her a piece of her mind, her expression changed immediately. "Sora!" she exclaimed, flinging her arms around the girl. "Wow girl, you look great!"
"She never greets me like that," came a deep voice.
Sora turned and smiled, "Hi Izzy, so you're Mimi's date for the night, huh?" she added with a wink.
Koushiro laughed, "Yep, you bet."
"Isn't that just prodigious," Sora said, reminding the boy of how he'd use the word nonstop during rehearsals. The three broke out in fits of laughter. "Sorry Izzy, I just couldn't help it."
"Hey, hey, you guys enjoying yourselves without me?" a familiar blonde intervened.
"We wouldn't dare," Sora replied, giving her boyfriend a quick kiss.
Mimi looked over Yamato and nodded in approval, "You two look so good together! If I don't get a picture of you guys, I'm going to kill!" she squealed, pulling out a thin digital camera that she had stowed away in her purse.
Sora and Yamato laughed hesitantly, but nevertheless posed for Mimi. Koushiro laughed and circled an arm around the brunette, "It's her dedication that attracts me."
"Aw, isn't that cute. Hey, why are we still out here?" Sora asked.
"I don't know…" the boy genius answered, glancing at Mimi.
"Okay… well, let's go in then!"
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The prom was held in a very prominent hotel. Large crystal chandeliers and ornate patterns decorated the ballroom. The tables were neatly aligned and the dishware perfectly placed on top of richly colored tablecloths. A DJ was on a small, elevated portion of the dance floor, where many couples had already begun to dance. Sora gaped at the sight and subconsciously followed Yamato as he led them to their table.
"Wow…" was all she could say after the two were seated. Koushiro had immediately asked Mimi to a dance before they were able to sit.
"It's nice isn't it."
Sora gave a weak laugh, "right… nice."
Yamato moved his chair closer to Sora's and took her hand in his, lightly tracing her hand with his fingers.
"You know, isn't it just amazing how much Mimi's changed Izzy?" she spoke up.
Yamato laughed, "Yeah, the Koushiro I knew would never have even dared ask a girl to a dance, even if she was his date."
"That's just adorable. I hear that he's grown a lot."
"Physically?" Yamato paused, "Haha, yeah, in freshmen year I remember him as this little midget running around."
"Yamato!" Sora exclaimed, laughing.
"Well, speaking of those two dancing, you care to join me on the floor?"
His girlfriend smiled and leaned closer to Yamato to whisper in his ear. "I don't think so."
The blonde pouted, "Why?"
"I'm not a dancer. Besides, I'm starved! I went to a vegetarian restaurant with Mimi for lunch." She explained.
"All right then, after you eat."
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An hour later, everyone had devoured their meals. Sora sat back in her chair and sighed happily, taking a spoon and finishing the rest of her ice cream. "That was so good."
Yamato watched as she swallowed the last spoonful and immediately asked her to a dance.
Sora laughed, "Yamato, I just finished!"
"Well, you owe me a dance."
"Wha-"
"GUYS!!" Sora was cut off and the couple turned at the loud voice.
"That sounded like Tai…" the redhead said.
"That is Tai," Yamato pointed to a bushy haired figure quickly running towards the table.
"Hey Tai! Where's your date?" Sora asked.
"Shhhhhh!!! Not so loud!" Tai whispered hurriedly.
"What did you do this time, man?" Yamato laughed.
"Shhh, okay, I think it's safe now…"
"…"
"I got stuck with Jun."
Yamato broke out in maniacal laughter, his baritone voice booming loudly. Even Sora, Tai's best friend had trouble not laughing. "What happened?" she asked.
"I don't know!! It started out as a joke and then the next thing I know, I made a bet to go to the prom with Jun."
"Only you Tai… only you."
"Yea well, at least I'm getting good money for this."
She laughed, "Oh yea? How much?"
"A hundred."
The couple gaped after hearing the large sum. "A hundred?" they chimed.
"Yup." Tai answered proudly, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to hide in the bathroom and sneak out when the coast is clear. You two have fun, but not too much 'fun' if you get what I'm saying. Don't do anything I wouldn't, and always use protection."
"What?!" The couple yelled.
"Okay, bye guys!" Tai ran off quickly and disappeared from sight.
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Two hours later, Sora's feet couldn't take it anymore. They had been dancing for the last one and a half hours and she was quickly learning that high heels did not go well with dancing. How Mimi did it was beyond her. Speaking of Mimi… "Hey Yama, where's Meems?"
He grinned sneakily, "I saw her leave with Koushiro."
"Stop grinning like that you perv, Mimi is a very respectable girl, she wouldn't do anything like that."
"Or would she…"
Sora hit Yamato on the arm playfully. "Actually Yama, I'm getting tired and it's getting stuffy in here."
Her boyfriend quirked his brow, "Sora, Sora, if you wanted to sleep with me so badly, all you had to do was ask."
She laughed and felt her cheeks heat up, "Yamato!"
"Okay, okay, let's get out of here."
"Let's go to the park."
"To the park then."
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"You know, I'm surprised the girls weren't all over you," Sora said, as the couple walked hand in hand in the park a short while later. They had stopped by the car for Yamato to grab his guitar first.
"That's because they weren't there."
"Really? No, wait, Jun was there."
"There's just no point in going to the prom if Yamato Ishida isn't your date."
She laughed, "Then I must be really lucky."
"You bet."
They came upon a familiar tree finally, and Yamato pulled out a large blanket, placing it neatly over the grass.
Sora smiled at his thoughtfulness, she was lucky, wasn't she? "Where did that come from?"
"I've been holding it!"
The redhead laughed, "oh… really? I guess I didn't notice."
Yamato pouted and took a seat on the blanket, pulling Sora down with him to sit in front of him. He circled his arms around her protectively. "I love you, Sora."
She could feel the heat rise to her face dramatically. "That was sudden, haha."
He smiled, "Just felt like I wanted to say it…"
"Well, I love you too, Yamato." Sora answered, turning her head to be able to give her boyfriend a lopsided kiss on his cheek. "You know… I just realized every time I call you Yama, I'm saying mountain."
"What?" Yamato pulled away a bit, giving Sora a bewildered look.
She laughed, "Yama. Didn't you notice that's mountain in Japanese?"
"Oh… hey look at that, I didn't." He laughed. "It's because I'm so strong and buff."
"Or it could be because you're dense and stubborn."
"No, no, I'm pretty sure it's because I'm so incredibly strong. My chiseled features, buff body… yep. And you must be sky since your head is always in the clouds."
"All right Yama, whatever you say… by the way, that was really lame," she added slyly.
He laughed and grabbed his guitar nearby, placing it in front of Sora, holding her close and positioning his hands in order to be able to play. Sure it was a bit tedious, but it was a great excuse to keep Sora close by.
"So Sky, I wrote a song for you."
"Really?"
"I wanted to sing it to you earlier, but I couldn't find a good time. Besides, I had to revise it a few times so it could be good enough for you," he winked.
Sora leaned closer to Yamato and turned to kiss him slowly along his neck. "You're too sweet."
He smiled and leaned in closer, sending her shivers as he began playing the slow melody and whispering the lyrics into her ear. Sora gazed up at the glittering stars above and smiled contently in Yamato's arms. There was nowhere else she'd rather be.
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AN: Who ever would have guess that I would finish before Christmas?
Thanks.