Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Izulde Academy ❯ Tempers and Developments ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Hi everyone! Thanks for the review! I suppose things are confusing but don't worry, in the email that accompanies this chapter, things will be explained!

Unfortunately I'm sick at the moment but I have time to work on this chapter. I'm so sorry for not updating soon, being busy with school, hanging out with friends and a major writer's block.

-Love Ari!

Title: Izulde Academy

Summary: The cast from `The Truth is Unreal' are going to boarding school! Of course, there will be many twists in the story, some things will surprise you and some things won't.

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, Toei Animation does but I own everything else!

Genres: Romance/Humor/Action/Fantasy/Action/Spiritual.

Ages: Sora: 16 ---- Matt: 17

Rating: M

. - . - . - . - Chapter 6: Tempers and Developments .- . - . - . - .

Ruby eyes opened slowly but quickly squeezed shut, her head was killing her, she managed to mutter, “Ow… my head…”

The redhead sat up and noticed that she wasn't in her room, she looked around frantically, she was in a guy's bedroom, did she get carried off while she was drunk? She had no recollection of what happened last night after she shoved Takeo.

She frantically checked to see if she was fully clothed but relaxed when she found out she was, other then her shoes being off.

After looking around the room many times, not really finding out whose room she was, she looked down at the sleeping figure that was facing her, he had blonde hair and a soft smile on his face.

At first she didn't recognize who is was but when the eyes opened to reveal icy sapphires, she inhaled sharply.

The blonde sat up with a lazy smirk on his face and drawled, “Sleep well?”

Sora flushed slightly at the sight of his body, the fit body, the type of body a guy she liked had, not too many muscles but had some.

Matt saw that and chuckled and in a seductive tone, he teased, “Like what you see?”

Sora's blush deepened but she managed talk properly without stammering or stuttering, “No!”

Matt chuckled, knowing the truth, “Thought so.”

He sat up and stretched, causing Sora to stare at him, he lowered his arms and smirked lazily at her, “Do you mind?”

Sora blushed and narrowed her eyes at him before turning her head and stared out the window, her head hurt like hell.

She closed her eyes when a pair of strong warm arms wrapped themselves around her waist and a nice smell invaded her senses. Matt lowered his face to the crook of her neck and sighed, he loved the smell of her hair, the perfume she used and her natural scent.

Sora self-consciously leaned back into his embrace with a smile before coming back to her senses and tried to get out of his grip, “Let go of me, Ishida!”

Matt ignored her struggles and husked into her ear, “Why? You seem to enjoy it, the fun has barely even began…”

SMACK!

Sora's palm made contact with his cheek with a loud resounding smack, he winced but his head did not snap to the side, he let go of her and a hand found its way to his face and started caressing the sore skin.

Sora glared at him, trying to ignore the pain she felt on her cheek. He stopped caressing his cheek and started caressing her cheek while he mumbled, “I know it hurts.”

Sora opened her mouth to deny it when she felt his hot lips on hers. She tried to refuse him but just couldn't, he was irresistible, she almost kissed him back but came to her senses and one hand reached out and was about to slap him again when he cause her wrist.

He could still taste the liquor in her mouth and on her lips.

He pulled back and smirked before laying butterfly kisses on her lips. Sora understood his gesture and glared at him, “You can't have me.”

Matt let go of her wrist and began nuzzling his face against her neck, “Why do you deny yourself from such pleasure…?”

Sora jerked herself from him, she cursed the alcohol and hissed, “Because I'm not a whore who'll bend to your whim.”

Matt was shocked, she was the only female who had ever rejected him, making him want her more, “I never said you were, I have hundreds in this school who would… You're just the special one…”

He caught her wrist again, “Is bitch-slapping what you only do?”

Sora continued to glare at him, “If my head didn't hurt so much, I would have killed you.”

Matt sneered at her, “You can't touch me…”

Sora spat in his face, “Fuck you.”

Matt smirked lazily at her, “Now?”

Sora's eyes widened, she noticed her mistake and narrowed her eyes, blushing bright red, “No! You'll never have me, I refuse.”

Matt decided to persuade her in his own way, he grabbed her upper arms and pinned her down, her back against his bed and caught her lips and began giving her fast passionate kisses. He liked her better when she was drunk, at least she didn't refuse him when she was drunk.

She moaned and shook her head, “No, please, no…”

Matt ignored her and began moving lower, taking his time on her neck, he moved lower to the crook of her neck, noticing a rope was in his way, he went to untie it but froze when he saw the tears in the redhead's eyes.

He let go of the rope and buried his face into the crook of her neck and started apologizing to her non-stop, “I'm sorry, I'm very sorry…”

He held her in his arms and sat up with her, pulling her onto his lap and continued to apologize on her neck, his hot breath tickling her shoulder. She continued to cry, a memory flashed into her head of last night when Fripann had tried to hurt her. She cried into his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his torso while he continued to apologize.

He lifted his face and using one hand, he cupped her face and lifted her face up, his thumb caressing her cheek. He stared into her eyes and apologized one last time, “I'm sorry, Sora, sweetheart…”

He saw the pain in her eyes and smiled softly. He reached under his bed and gave her a bottle and murmured softly at her, “Drink this, it'll help your head clear.”

She looked at the bottle of yellowy thick stuff suspiciously, he sighed and opened the lid and sipped from it, wrinkling his face after he finished and handed it to her, “There I tasted it, it's safe.”

Sora wiped away the tears in her eyes and took the bottle and started drinking. After a while, she went green and pushed the bottle back to Matt and covered her mouth, threatening to hurl.

Matt calmly placed the half finished bottle down onto the timber and held up the bin to her face. He placed the bin onto his bed and watched her vomit into it, he held her hair up and twisted it into a bun to get it away from her face while he rubbed her back.

When she was done vomiting, she wiped her mouth with the tissue Matt held up to her and snarled at him, “What in the hell was that shit?!?!”

Matt shrugged casually with that annoying lazy smirk on his face, “Akira gave it to me, I don't know what's in it but it worked.”

Sora stuck the finger at him and spat in his face, “I absolutely despise you!”

Matt continued to smirk, “Such ugly words from such a beautiful girl but then, I love you too, honey.”

Sora continued to glare at him, he moved out of the way for her to get off the bed, she purposely shoved him down onto his mattress on the floor before walking out the door.

Matt shrugged before following with the bin. He followed her to the bathroom and was about to step in when she slammed the door in his face, he rolled his eyes and cried dryly, “PMS.”

The blonde heard the redhead from inside the toilet tell him to shut up in a very foul way, one he didn't dare repeat.

The toilet flushed and running water from the tap could be heard. He opened the door and went purposely to the toilet and began relieving himself. She turned and yelled at him, “Do you mind, Blondie?”

Matt flushed the toilet, “Not at all, baby.”

He started washing his hands, “You can use my toothbrush if you want.”

Sora glared at him with her arms crossed, “No thanks, I'll go back to my dorm and use my own.”

Matt shrugged, “You can't leave here dressed like that, no females allowed in the male section of the school, you'll have to dress in my clothes to get out.”

Sora glared at him hatefully, “I hate you.”

Matt turned and sneered at her, “Now, now, Sora-baby, you utterly hurt my feelings.”

“Good.”

Matt's lips formed a thin line, “Use my toothbrush.”

Sora placed her hands onto her hips, “And if I don't?”

Matt walked over to her and leaned close to her, causing the redhead to lean back, “Then you'll have to kiss me, you do owe me for saving you from Fripann's claws last night.”

Sora was about to slap him but he caught her wrist. He shook his head, “Didn't your parents teach you, violence can never solve problems.”

“Apparently, this is an exception.”

Matt's face went sour and he doubled over, clutching his crotch while Sora did the same thing.

Matt groaned, “They should make this against the law…”

Sora glared at him while moaning in pain, “Apparently trying to rape someone is against the law.”

Matt stood back up, “I stopped, didn't I?”

Sora was about to say `Fuck you' but decided it wouldn't be a great idea, “Just let me go back to my dorm.”

Matt shook his head, “nope.”

Sora moaned in exasperation, “What do you want from me?”

Matt answered as if it was the most obvious answer in the world, “A kiss and you to use my toothbrush.”

Sora gave him the evil eye, “No.”

Matt didn't give in, “C'mon, it isn't like you haven't kissed me before, we swapped spit before.”

Sora looked disgusted, “That's disgusting and YOU were the one who kissed me every time.”

Matt raised an eyebrow, “Every time?”

Sora was about to answer when another memory of last night flashed in her head, causing her to snap her mouth shut and blush crimson. She quickly pecked his cheek and shoving past him.

Matt pouted, “Hey, no fair.”

Sora turned to him, “Life's not fair, sweetum.”

In a flash and before she knew it, she was in Matt's arms while he devoured her lips, who the hell did he think he was to kiss her whenever he wanted like this?!?!

So… she did what any ordinary girl who didn't want a guy to kiss her would do… She kneeled him where it hurt the most.

Matt doubled over with a muffled “oof” while Sora doubled over as well, `never ever do that again, Sora! It hurts!!!'

Tears sprang from the redhead's eyes, the blonde looked up and smirked, “Now you know how much it hurts, you did it earlier and you do it again.”

Sora knew that if she hit him, she would feel the pain as well, she glared at him before standing up and barking at him, “Which stinkin' toothbrush is yours?”

Matt stood up and drawled, “Such a temper, you can get yourself hurt one day because of it.”

Sora chucked someone's toothpaste at him, “Once I don't feel your pain anymore I'm so gonna cut your balls off!”

Matt caught the toothpaste and winced, “Such a violent lady.”

“I said shut the bloody fuck up!”

Matt snickered while he pointed to the black toothbrush on the left side, “That one.”

Sora snatched it up and was tempted to snap it but decided against it so she started squeezing toothpaste onto the brush and started tending to her teeth while he watched from his position of leaning against the doorframe.

Sora growled at the sight of him watching her from the corner of her eye. She turned and waved the finger at him in a gesture of `fuck off.'

Matt smirked and chuckled while shaking his head.

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Sora sat with her arms and legs crossed and glared at the smirking blonde sitting across the coffee table. The blonde had lounged his whole body on the sofa while she sat in front of him on a chair.

The blonde smirked lazily at her while surveilling the redhead with gloating icy blue eyes. The corners of his lips were tugging, he finally let his lips do whatever they wanted while drawling, “Still not willing to sit with me on the sofa?”

Sora glared at him hatefully, “Yes.”

Matt pretended to wince, “Oo, how stubborn-“

“Oh shut the fuck up, bleach-boy!”

Matt snickered, “Then get out of the way and let me watch TV.”

Sora was tempted to throw the metal chair she was sitting on to the blonde and was about to open her mouth and snap at him when he waved a hand carelessly.

Sora wondered what was going on but soon found out when she got tipped off the chair. She squealed and collided hard against the timber floor while the blonde sniggered.

Sora shot back up and pointed a shaking finger at him and began ranting at him, “I absolutely hate you Yamato Kai Ishida!! You are the biggest ass in the entire fucking world!!! You're a pervert and a stupid dickhead!! I hate you!!!! I wish you will just disappear!!”

Matt waited til she finished ranting with a raised eyebrow, “Are you done?”

Sora was breathing hard while she straightened the chair and sat on it, her chest heaved while she panted but she managed a simple word, “Yes.”

Matt sat up straight, “Good, I have never met a… human with such colourful language… quite amusing really.”

Sora opened her mouth to snap at him but she was cut off when he continued speaking, “That's why I enjoy your company. It's interesting and well… unique. I wish more females out there had your personality, you don't see my looks only but my personality, I see it in your eyes, you're not after my status or anything.”

“I'm not after you at all.”

“So you say.”

Sora raised a brow, “What's with the choice of words?”

Matt groaned slightly, “Nice way to ruin the moment.”

“What do you mean by moment, there was no moment.”

Matt waved a hand dismissingly, “Never mind.”

Sora gave him a wry look.

Matt gave her an egoistically look before speaking, “Now would you move so I can watch TV?”

Sora stood up and dragged the chair to the side before plopping onto the sofa, making sure to be as far as possible from the blonde who was watching some movie with Jet Li in it with interest.

Sora recognized it as Romeo Must Die. She loved that movie and sat back and watched the movie, the movie had just begun and Jet Li was escaping from jail.

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Sora rolled her eyes, she was dressed in Matt's clothing, a baggy white t-shirt with ropes hanging from the collar area and baggy olive green sneakers. She had her shoes off and stuff into Matt's bag and a black fishing hat on top of her auburn hair which got tied up by some thin rope. She actually looked like a guy, more like Chris since her hair now looked like a guy's hair and the clothes were so baggy, it didn't show her figure.

Matt smirked while studying the redhead, “This is like sneaking a girlfriend out of a guy's room.”

The redhead was standing with her arms crossed in front of the blonde looking annoyed.

Sora glared at the blonde while insulting him through gritted teeth, “Pompous git.”

Matt's smirk widened, “Now, now, Sweetheart,” he cooed, “you hurt my feelings.”

“Good to hear.”

Matt sniffed comically, “The world is full of such cruel people.”

“You weren't born yesterday - oh wait… you're blonde, how could I forget.”

Sora pretended to gasp in surprise while Matt's eyebrow twitched.

Matt growled with his arms crossed, “Don't be insulting.”

Sora grinned goofily while bowing formally and replied in a mocking tone, “Yes master.”

Matt turned and pinched the bridge of his nose while sighing, `I really need a good laid…'

Sora was tugging at the pants with distaste, `God, they are so big!'

Unnoticed by the redhead, the blonde was getting annoyed at how the she tugged at his clothing, it was insulting.

Sora was interrupted from her tugging by a deep voice, “Do you have a problem with my taste in clothing?”

Sora snapped her head up and shook it slowly, “Not really, it's just so big…”

Matt snorted, “You just have a small body-“

“More like you're just plain fat,” Sora deadpanned.

“Fat is not a word I'm used to be described by… fat is for Kamiya.”

Sora snorted, “True.”

Matt watched the girl cross her arms and rest her weight on one leg. He sighed, “Guys don't stand like that…”

Sora huffed before trying to imitate the way her brother stood and now the resemblance was uncanny. She moved her hand in a guyish way and drawled at him, “Now can I go back to my dorm?”

Matt shook his blonde head, “No, you're not going back to your dorm. I'm taking you around Izulde.”

Sora's face twisted into a look of annoyance, “What are you trying to do?”

“Show you around town.”

“No thanks.”

“I insist.”

“What do I get out of it?”

“Free stuff.”

“Fine, when do we leave?”

Matt shrugged, he turned and began to walk down to the common room, closely followed by Sora.

The blonde plopped down on the sofa and switched on the TV where A Walk to Remember was on. Matt immediately changed the channel but Sora complained.

“I liked that movie,” Sora whined.

Matt sighed in exasperation while turning it back to A Walk To Remember where Mandy Moore slammed the door in Shane West's face.

Sora smiled widely and plopped down next to Matt and didn't bother to move away. Matt rested his arm casually behind Sora's head and wrapped it around Sora's shoulders.

The redhead smacked the blonde's hand off her shoulder but he wrapped it around her shoulders again, Sora gave up and leaned her head on his shoulder and watched the movie.

She'd never admit it but she enjoyed his warmth and their position.

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Sora sniffed into the tissue Matt offered her while the credits started rolling, “The movie was so friggin' sad!”

Sora was crying into Matt's shoulder while Matt smirked gleefully at it.

Matt groaned, he hated the movie and the book but he had to read it for English class a couple of years back, “The movie sucked-”

Sora looked up and glared at the blonde, “Go wank yourself.”

Matt frowned but the frown disappeared and he scooped down and pecked her lips. Sora's eyes widened, she didn't expect that.

Matt smirked, “No thanks, why would I wank myself when I have you?”

Sora's face twisted into an expression of upmost disgust. She was really beginning to hate this guy… She couldn't wait to beat the crap out of him.

Matt couldn't help but snort slightly, he patted her gently on the head before drawling lazily, “Anyways, before I was rudely interrupted-“ he ignored the venomous look the redhead sent him, “I was going to say that it sucked compare to the book…”

Sora's eyes softened and a soft smile graced her features and for a moment, Matt was blown away by it. Only one other person could do that to him… Sora was starting to remind him more and more of Lorraine, from the smile, to the hair and the voice but something was different, Sora seemed more down-to-earth and real…

Matt recovered and frowned, no way was he going to soften up on a girl; they were all bitches.

Sora noticed the frown and wondered why he was frowning since a moment ago she could have sworn he had a warm smile on his face. When she opened her mouth to speak, a loud grumble cut her off and she turned crimson while the blonde snickered.

“Hungry I see.”

Sora scowled, “What do you expect? I've being under dorm-arrested for more then two hours.”

Matt couldn't help but feel the corners of his lips tug, he took the fishing hat from the glass table and pulled it gently over the redhead's hair and started adjusting her hair so it resembled a guy's hair.

Sora sat there letting the blonde Casanova fix her hair silently, she could smell his cologne and their lips were almost touching and Sora did her best to prevent them from touching and she didn't like their position.

Matt on the other hand was enjoying himself and was smirking gleefully. He took his time so he could enjoy the smoothness of her hair, the natural scent she possessed.

After a while, he backed away and surveyed his work and with a triumphed smirk, he stood up and beckoned for her to follow him to the door.

They stopped at the door and Matt whirled around to face the redhead, “Remember don't talk til we're out of the school.”

Sora narrowed her dark ruby eyes at the blond, “I'm not stupid like you, blondie.”

Matt smirked, “Lies, sweetheart, lies.”

And with that, he bent down and captured the redhead's lips with a tantalizing kiss leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

Sora tried to resist but after a while, she gave up and wrapped her arms around the blond's neck and pulled him to her while his arms went from behind him and wrapped around her waist as they tried to get more out of each other. Matt expertly parted her lips and ran his tongue along her teeth and eventually parting her teeth and slipping his tongue into her mouth and gently exploring it and savouring her natural taste.

Sora passionately kissed him back with her eyes closed and was slightly that one of his hands had left her waist and was creeping slowly up her torso and over her flat stomach and cupped one of her breasts.

Sora's eyes snapped open and she stopped kissing him and shoved him away and glared at him, “Can't you keep your hands to yourself at all?!?!”

Matt licked his lips, “I can but I don't wanna.”

Sora's eyebrow twitched, “You… Argh!” Sora waved her arms around in exasperation, “You're impossible!”

Matt chuckled while taking steps towards the redhead who backed away until she hit the edge of a table. She gasped as the blond now stood in front of her. He bent his head down to her neck and sucked gently on her soft skin.

She squealed and shoved him away and clutched her sore neck which had a reddish mark on it. She glared at him and snarled the obvious, “You gave me a damn hickey!”

Matt smirked lazily and stalked back to her and bent down towards her neck and only to be slapped. Sora ignored the pain and started ranting to him, “Don't come near me! Don't touch me! Don't kiss me either and most of all, don't give me damn hickeys!”

Matt's smirk widened and he ignored the stinging pain on his cheek. He bent down and nuzzled his nose against her cheek, making her shudder in pleasure and disgust.

Matt brushed his lips against Sora's cheek before backing away and opening the door to the dorm and walking out.

Sora's eyes were wide and her hand reached up to the place where his lips had touched her cheek. She blinked before hurrying after Matt.

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Sora and Matt walked down the empty corridors of the school. It wasn't until they turned the corner and Matt bumped into someone who swore loudly.

Sora and Matt immediately wrinkled their noses from the smell of cigarettes. It was…

Fripann.

Fripann and Matt were roughly the same height but Matt was taller by a bit. Fripann glared fearfully/angrily at Matt while Matt had his icy smirk on which was accompanied by a pair of icy sapphire eyes.

“Watch where you're going,” Matt sneered in a deep voice.

Fripann recoiled from Matt's glare and was about to open his mouth to speak when he spotted Sora and his lips curled into a sneer, “It seems you have yourself a little follower, Ishida.”

Sora kept her head tilted and fixed her glare on the polished ground.

Fripann raised his eyebrows, “He doesn't seem to have a backbone, speak to me, boy.”

Matt clenched his jaw slightly and hoped that Sora could control her fiery temper. Sora looked up and fixed her ex with so much hatred that he backed away.

Matt spun around in a calm manner that betrayed his emotions and stepped back slightly to see Sora's eyes to be so intense and they were… Bronze! And the shade of bronze was unmistakably hers. Sora looked exactly like her…

He quickly masked his emotions with some sort of icy wall but his mind could stop thinking of the eyes.

Fripann blinked and the only thing that he recognized was the hair, “A Takenouchi…”

Sora feigned a confused look and feigned a guy's voice that completely betrayed her emotions, “S'cuse me? It's Shitow.”

Matt's head snapped up and he fixed Sora with an incredulous stare. How could she have chose the last name, was it coincidence or was it because she knew the person with that last name. It belonged to…

“Shitow?” Fripann fixed the redhead with a sceptical stare.

Sora nodded and continued with her guy voice, “Yeah, Shitow.”

Fripann snapped his mouth shut and shoved past the redhead and to wherever he was going.

Sora let out a breath of relief and leaned against the wall for support while Matt stood there lost in his thoughts but he was brought back to reality by a flat woman's voice, “Shall we go, Ishida?”

Matt looked up and fixed Sora with an icy glare, “Why Shitow? Why that one when there are thousands out there?”

Sora blinked before answering, “Because it was only one that came into my mind.”

“Was it a coincidence?”

Sora hesitated before answering, “No.”

Matt reached and grabbed Sora by the shoulders and pressed her harder against the wall while knocking the hat off Sora's head. He fixed her with a death glare, “Then where did you get the last name?”

Sora swallowed and stared into Matt's eyes with fear and stuttered, “A distant relative…” She winced at his grip on her shoulders.

Matt's eyes softened when he saw the fear evident in her and loosened his grip on her shoulders. He decided to let the subject drop and his hands also.

Sora stared at Matt who was walking away, she let out the breath she was holding the whole time.

Sora nearly freaked out when she heard Matt's cold voice cut through the still air.

“Are you coming?”

Sora gulped and ran after Matt who was turning the corner. She skidded to a stop and whirled around and raced back to the place she was standing before and picked up the fishing hat before running after Matt who was walking really fast.

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Sora followed Matt down the streets of Izulde in silence, she didn't bother closing the gap they had between them.

The streets of Izulde had many rich-looking houses that had nice gardens with bushes and flowers. Everything looked so elegant and finely-furnished.

Matt stopped in front of a pair of elegant black gates and turned around and looked at Sora who was walking to him.

The redhead was confused, why did he stop? Sora frowned and quickened her pace and stopped right in front of Matt.

She demanded, “What?”

His cold blue eyes looked down on the redhead, “You walk too slow.”

Sora opened her mouth to retort back when Matt turned and began walking away. Sora was left fuming to herself while glaring at the cemented ground.

“Are you coming?”

Sora looked up and realised that Matt was already a fair distance from her. She frowned and ran to him and stopped in front of him again and placed one hand on her hip and glared up at him, “Don't act almighty to me, Blondie. I heard that blonds are stupid.”

Matt raised an eyebrow, “And I heard that redheads have a fiery temper that can get them killed.”

“Will you shut the hell up?”

Matt smirked in amusement, “Getting aggravated are we?”

Sora stomped her foot, “Why do you always have to piss me off?”

Matt had a roguish smirk on his face, “It's hilarious.”

Sora gave him the most venomous death glare she could muster at the moment but Matt didn't even flinch, he was enjoying it. Sora gritted her teeth, “Well not to me!”

Matt couldn't help but snicker, she was losing her temper fast, “Aggro…”

“Don't call me aggro!!!”

Matt couldn't help but enjoy the girl fuming in front of him, “What do you want me to classify you as, Sweetheart?”

“Don't call me that either!”

Matt smirked at her antics, “Too bad,” he grabbed her hand and began dragging her down to street, “let's go.”

Sora continued to yell at him the whole way down the street.

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The two teenagers halted at the entrance of a gigantic mall.

Sora crossed her arms and pouted when Matt finally let go of her hand, “Finally you let go of my hand, who knows where it's being.”

Matt smirked slyly, “Nowhere you don't know.”

Sora looked sick to the stomach.

Sora cringed when Matt reached for her hand again, “Hands off.”

Matt pouted, “Why?”

Sora raised an eyebrow at his pout and tried to resist kissing it, it was just so adorable, “They're filthy.”

“Hey,” Matt whined.

Sora's eyebrow rose even more, “Are you the Izulde Ice King for real, you're just an ordinary kid.”

Matt's pout disappeared and his mask came back to Sora's disappointment, “You're not nice.”

It was Sora's turn to smirk, “Thanks Captain Obvious.”

Matt shook his head sadly, “The Devil's reincarnation.”

Sora shook her head with a smile gracing her features, “Nope, the spawn of the devil.”

Matt smirked in amusement, this girl was unbelievable.

“So why are we here, Ishida?”

“Well, Sweetheart,” he smirked since she scowled, “we're going shopping.”

Sora glared at him before speaking in a monotone, “I want food.”

“Well then, my dear girl,” at that the redhead snorted, “we're going shopping.”

Sora whacked his head and ignored the pain throbbing on her head, “BAKA! I said I wanted food, I didn't say I wanted to go shopping, especially with you!”

Matt rubbed his sore spot, “I'm so glad no one is around to see I, Izulde's Ice King,” Sora snorted at how much of a big head he had but let him continue, “is getting beaten up by a girl.”

“Oh shut up, Blondie!”

Matt rolled his eyes before snatching Sora's hand and dragging her into the building while the redhead protested.

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Sora grumbled while they walked into `JayJays' (Don't own.)

Matt smirked to himself while walking over to the female section with Sora. The blond halted and grabbed some clothes and told Sora to try it on. The redhead rolled her eyes while being pushed into a changing cubicle.

The blond smirked and waited for the door to open.

Soon enough the door opened to reveal a redhead wearing a baggy black t-shirt that looked like she was wearing a white t-shirt underneath and baggy black faded jeans.

Sora looked bemused, “What's going on?”

Matt was amused, “Just wanted to see how you would look like as a tomboy.”

Sora sweatdropped, “Ok…”

Matt eyed Sora with amusement, “We're taking this, you look great.”

Sora's eyebrow shot up.

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After hundreds of different kind of stores, buying loads of stuff, the two teens retired at the food court and sat at a table with their food. Sora had a bowl of ramen and a bottle of `Calpis Water.' Matt had noodles and a can of coke.

Sora wolfed down her bowl of ramen like there was no tomorrow, “Finally! Food, like after three hours arriving here.” Sora was able to make out in-between slurping.

Matt took a sip from his drink before slurping on his noodles, “So tell me why you decided to go to this school.”

Sora frowned, “My parents got places for me and my bro from your father and,” she clapped her hands together, “we're here.”

Matt nodded in understanding while drinking from his coke.

Sora smiled, “we only found out the night before and then the next day we on the plane coming here.”

Matt slurped some noodles while Sora looked at him. He placed down his chopsticks and gave her a deadpan stare, “what?”

Sora shook her head, “Just wondering about this school and you.”

Matt placed down his chopsticks and sighed, “I've lived near the school all my life, my grandfather was once the headmaster of this school. My parents met at Izulde Academy and I used to go to Izulde's La Selle Catholic College which is nearby.”

Sora nodded, “Are you gonna inherit Izulde Academy?”

Matt shook his head with a thin smile, “No, I refused so the school goes to TK.”

Sora smiled, it was just like Matt to refuse it. Sora sipped some of her `Calpis Water' before slurping some ramen. Matt did nothing but watch the redhead with distant eyes.

Sora looked up and glared, “What are you staring at?”

Matt blinked and smirked, “You never cease to surprise me.”

Sora tilted her head, “how so?”

Matt leaned back, “Well, you eat so much and your body is still so fit.”

Sora held up her bowl of leftover soup and drank it, “Just good genes from great parents.”

Matt smiled slightly before slurping more noodles down, “Very good genes.”

Sora smiled and blushed. She looked down at her now empty bowl with tinted cheeks.

Matt finished his noodles and smiled slightly, Sora looked like an innocent vision to him.

Sora looked up and frowned before kicking him hard on the shins under the table and winced slightly; she still wasn't used to having to suffer because of him.

Matt chuckled deeply before finishing off his coke. Sora drank her beverage in peace but noticed Matt watching her.

Matt sighed, “Let's get to know each other, alright?”

Sora placed down her empty bottle and leant back and shrugged, “Sure.”

The corners of Matt's lips tugged slightly, “What's your favourite color or colors?”

“Black, red and pale pink; you?”

“Black, blue and grey.”

Sora smiled softly, “I expected that.”

Matt smirked, “Ever gonna have children?”

Sora nodded, “I hate children but I want to experience having children, you?”

“Same as you. If you do have children, what do you want?”

Sora smiled, “Two children, a boy and girl and the boy will be older, you?”

Matt snickered, “we have a lot in common.”

Sora laughed softly; it sounded like music to Matt's ears. The redhead took off her hat and placed it on the table, “we sure do.”

Matt smirked, “what's your future?”

Sora looked deep in thought, “I would wanna be a fashion designer or artist but if my dad wants me to, I would go into Kinomoto Corp and be a script writer, you?”

“Singer. I would want to continue Teenage Wolves til I retire.”

Sora looked amused, “well-planned, eh?”

Matt snorted, “daddy's girl.”

Sora laughed again, “I love my dad tonnes.”

Matt smirked, “figured.”

Sora blew him a wet raspberry before asking a question, “play any sports?”

“B-ball and soccer, you?”

Sora smiled, “I used to play soccer when I was younger but I play tennis now.”

Matt raised an eyebrow, “why did you stop playing soccer?”

Sora shrugged casually, “wanted to try something new.”

“Any good at soccer?”

Sora nodded, “yeah! My bro and I used to be in soccer teams that went to the nationals and Chris wants to be a famous soccer player that plays for the country.”

Matt whistled, “he would get along great with Tai.”

Sora laughed, “he already does.”

For the first time for a long time, Matt laughed loudly, deep and carefree and Sora thought he looked like a normal teenager.

From a table not faraway, a lad with spiky hair grinned. The person sitting across him smiled coyly at him. She looked at the table where Matt and Sora sat at and smirked.

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Hours later, Matt and Sora stood outside Sora's dorm and talked. Sora smiled at Matt warmly, “you're a pretty cool guy to hang around with, Ishida. I had fun.”

Matt smirked, “so you admit you did have fun, huh?”

Sora narrowed her eyes, “whatever you say Ishida.”

Matt sighed, “why do you call me `Ishida' anyways?”

“Don't wanna get too chummy with you, Blondie,” Sora winked.

Matt rolled his eyes and turned to leave, “keep my clothes if you want.”

Sora shook her head even if the blonde's back was to her, “nah, I'll return them to you tomorrow, don't want my bro to get suspicious.”

Matt smirked; still with his back turned, “if you insist. Well, see you some other time.”

Sora laughed and ran to over to Matt who was starting to walk away and tugged at his elbow. Matt turned and Sora leaned up and brushed her lips gently against Matt's cheeks. Sora winked, “just returning the germs you gave me earlier.”

Matt snickered, “alright.”

The blond began walking away and as soon as Matt was out of sight, Sora smiled, “bye Matt…”

Sora leaned against the wall and sighed contently; in her mind, she thought Matt had really nice eyes and a great personality when he behaved.

She opened her dorm door and slid in.

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--Sighs-- I can't believe it took me two months to finish this story. I got stuck half the time and the chapter didn't turn out how I wanted it to me. I like the new review reply option, I'm gonna use it. Please review and I'll try and update soon. Now I'm gonna work on ST, got a bit of the chapter done already and some other chapters too. I'm beginning a new Sorato story but I might not post it so soon. Anyways, enough of my blabber, see ya next time!

--Lub, Ari!

Character Profile: Sora Alexa Takenouchi

Nickname(s): Sweetheart, Sor and Aros.

Age: 16

Height: 162cm.

Weight: 50kg

Birthday: May 5th

Hair Color: Bright Auburn

Eye color: Dark Auburn

Favorite music: Trance

Deepest/dirtiest secret: Doesn't want to get hurt again/(I need to think of one.)

Pet Peeve: Ashley and people holding her elbow.

Interests:

- Drawing

- Tennis

- Eating

- DDR

- Anime

Personality:

- Short-tempered

- Down-to-earth

- Sweet

- Hostile to guys

- Intelligent

- Violent

Bio: Sora is the female main character and probably the main character. Because of incidents in her past, she is wary to be in a relationship again. She is very smart and talented.

Sora is a beautiful; therefore a lot of guys like her and she has a lot of friends. She is afraid that she will like Matt and she is very protective over the people she cares about. Sora is very down-to-earth and is very serious when the time arises and can be very goofy at times.

Next Chapter: Some time has passed and Sora is nicer to Matt.