Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Taste of life ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

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Taste of life
chapter 6
by: Nekocin

Author's notes:

~>Venursia: Sorry :( it didn't really turn out as long as I've imagined, really. Mom didn't want me to stay so long behind the computer >.< DARN! I can really update fast IF I've just had exams [I believe] and IF these ideas don't fail me. They've to stay fresh in my head before I can write them down without any problems. I'm glad you liked it... even though some characters are kinda OOC. Thanks for the review. @-->----

~>HUGESoratofan: Uhm... right after my English exam [March 13th, 2003] those nagging feelings were haunting me that's when I've submitted chapter 4 and the next day [March 14th, 2003] chapter 5 ^_^. It's okay if you didn't review... but it still feels good to get reviews ^_^. And uh... ^_^' I should've warn everyone that they are kinda OOC. Don't kill Yama yet, I've to use him in my next chapters ^_^' I think my chapters are kinda immature too, see the weird stuff ::looks at the last few chapters:: -_-' I'm glad you liked it so far ^_^. ::blushes:: Favorite list? ::blushes:: @-->---

~>scorpion05: Well... glad you liked it ^_^. Yama is cruel and IS OOC. -_- I should've warn everyone about the OOC-ness in my first fanfic. ^_^' The riddle wasn't hard to understand, but was hard to make up. ^_^. Anyways thanks for the review. @-->---

~>SilentStalker: What is spelled wrong o_O? I don't get it... Wait... do you mean that chemistry stuff?
Well... I'm glad you liked it ^_^ and uh... how different? Aren't there any fics almost like this out there ^_^'? But anyways thanks for the review ^_^. @-->---

Okay... I'm trying to write longer chapters since I've noticed the last chapter was too short [>_< DARN!] Mother wanted my help so I'd to 'abandon' the chapter half way for awhile. I was actually trying to write longer ones, but since the break... I couldn't get those thoughts back together ;_;. Anyways... I really really hope this chapter is going to be longer... I just type away freely that's why I can't really tell you guys what's in this chapter. It would spoil most of my newest ideas -_-'. Okay... on with the chapter... might be a little too serious, but that's my style ^_^'

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The moon was glaring through the big windows, making the butterflies bounce gracefully in the room. Curtains were half drawn and Yamato didn't bother wondering why. Silhouettes made their ways through the moonlight and darkened the room. Everything was silent. Only some howling of the wind as a sign that a storm might burst right the next minute.

The guests had left about an hour ago and Sora's parents were offered to stay for the night since it was quite dangerous going back to the THERE when nighttime came. You might never know what will come out of the corners of the streets. Probably assassins or rapists or robbers or plain killers who just wanted to see blood.

Yamato had tucked himself into his bed after getting himself cleaned. The moonlight didn't bother him one bit as he took his time to adjust his eyes to the dimmed lightened room. He stared at the ceiling for a long time and ran his fingers through his bangs. He'd luckily got all the sand out of his hair and dried his hair as soon as possible.

There was something about the sand trick and the note... he could sense they were linked to one another with him as their target. He just wondered who was behind all that. It couldn't be Kenichi, he's sure Kenichi would never do such a thing to him... and the handwriting was all 'foreign' to him. Kenichi couldn't possibly have written it so neatly and yet he was the only one around in his wing.

Yamato rubbed his temples as he tried to figure out who made him look like a fool. Not every one of the servants was allowed to his wing. Either Kenichi was the only one who was serving him there or the new servant who'd lead both him and Taichi to the dinner hall. Not what he needed though, but it just felt right the servant had said.

//Whoa whoa! Back up!! Back up! Stop thinking about the damn new servant. Think about the plan! The PLAN, man!! GEEZ! You're so trailed off from your main plan!// Yamato hissed to himself and threw one of his pillows at his right. Something fell to the ground and Yamato winced. He quickly sat up and looked at the fallen object.

//What's that...? // He wondered and narrowed his eyes to take a better look at the fallen object. A sly grin appeared on his face as the moonlight emphasized the shadowed smile on Yamato's face.

"Oh yeah... the plan B... no wait! Plan C then..." Yamato said under his breath and dropped himself on to the bed. He stretched his arms and pulled his covers over his shoulders before curling into a ball. There are no worries anymore and the next morning a whole new plan would have been made in his mind by now. No sooner or later he's drifted off to sleep carelessly.

*.*.*.*.*

Sora was humming one of her favorites songs as she went through her dresses, trying to find her pajamas. She'd a smirk on her face and remembered seeing Yamato under the heaps of sand.

//Revenge is sweet all the sudden...// She cooed inwardly and chuckled to herself. Somehow it doesn't seem THAT bad to have someone older than yourself around [1]. It was actually... challenging all the sudden.

Finally she'd found the pajamas she wanted to wear and changed into them when she was in the dressing room. She glanced at the guestroom in which she'll be sleeping in from then on and sighed. The smile faded and her face lost its cheerful colors.

"But still... I've left everyone there..." she said under her breath and pulled out the clasps, which were holding her light brown hair together in a bun.

She looked at the new mattress and used the broken table leg to hit on top of it, wondering if there were more snakes hidden under the covers.
//This is stupid...// she admitted and heaved a sigh of relief when nothing moved except the covers. Before she climbed in she dropped down on her knees and looked under the bed.

//This is definitely stupid... some kid that Mr. the young master// Sora snorted angrily and crawled into her new bed with the same new red covers. She stared at the ceiling and felt her stomach was tying itself into knots...

Everything here is strange. Everyone here is a stranger... they're quite different from the villagers. They rant around being who had the biggest fortunes and who had the biggest house. Sora rolled her eyes when she remembered being tied in a conversation.

//They will never understand...// She pulled the covers over her head and whimpered silently.

*.*.*.*.*

"Master... you called for me?" Rika asked hesitantly as she slowly appeared from behind the big doors of Mr. Ishida's study. Mr. Ishida was scribbling something on a piece of paper, with a lot of opened books scattered around on either his desk or the floor. As soon as he heard the soft voice, he looked up half way and nodded before going back to scribble down some more.

"Yes, Rika. Have you done your work... I mean... have you taken good care of our new guest?" Mr. Ishida asked without looking up.

"Yes, sir..."

"Did anything happen afterwards? Anything that has to do with my son? I've been suspecting my son the last few days... he's acting weird... lately" Mr. Ishida sighed and clasped his hands in front of his mouth.

"Yes, sir..." Rika said nervously. Mr. Ishida frowned and pulled his hands away from each other.

"What happened?"

She thought for a while, trying her hardest not to blurt the whole thing out about the little incident in her new mistress house.
"Kenichi-sama was bitten by a snake, sir. Snakes were found in the mistress' bed, you see sir and Kenichi-sama claimed that it was the young master who did this... it was supposed to bite the new mistress..." her voice trailed off and was startled that Mr. Ishida had slammed his hand on the desk.

"What kind of snakes!?" He demanded.

"Uhm... uhm... I believe poisonous ones... because the mistress had sucked some blood out of Kenichi-sama's bitten arm..." Rika said nervously as she felt her legs were shaking.

A very very angry Mr. Ishida isn't the place for her. The master would just fume around, spitting orders doubled with fire and making him angry is just about a bad idea.

Mr. Ishida narrowed his eyes and glared at the nervous servant. For a moment he looked away and stared at the few lines of a poem, which he was writing:

The silent breeze touched my cheeks as I was looking at the sunset
its golden wings spread out in the sky, highlighting the orange and yellow
As the nightingale sang its heart out to his love, he instead
got rejected, breaking his tender heart and sighing... [2]

Mr. Ishida sighed and looked up at the nervous servant again. "Keep an eye on the new mistress. I don't want anything to happen to her... besides she's going to give birth to my new heir. [3]" He grinned weakly as his weary eyes weren't showing his happiness. R

ika noticed that Mr. Ishida was also acting weird lately. Not his son alone, but his own father as well.
"Y-yes, sir..." she said quickly before her master would notice that she was gaping at him.

*.*.*.*.*

Early in the morning the birds were singing and the sunrays forced themselves through the window glasses. The wind swept its way into the room, blowing some sandy bangs aside, revealing its sleeping owner. The curtains were already drawn and the person in the bed stirred for a while. The person groaned as the sunlight touched his heavy lids and turned away from its light.

"Mmmhmmm... Neko..." [4] the person mumbled as he fingered with the bed sheets. He frowned and mumbled some curses under his breath.

"Neko?" He called and sat up.

"Where's that darn cat..." He looked under his bed and under the covers. "Ugh..., where is it?" he slowly got out of bed and stretched his limbs.

"Good morning..."

He rubbed his eyes slowly and wondered if he was just hearing things. "Uhm... I must be dreaming..."

Yamato was sitting cross-legged comfortably on the couch across the room and was chuckling. He had something in his arms, but Takeru couldn't make out what it was. It was white and had a black and orange spot on one side...

"No, Takeru... I'm real..." Yamato grinned widely as he raised an eyebrow when Takeru was gaping at him.

"What? Never seen me grinning like this?" Takeru noticed that Yamato was right and quickly shook his head, trying to digest everything in.

"So, what are you doing here?"

Before Yamato could answer Takeru promptly shrieked.
"GAH!" He quickly ducks himself under the covers and noticed how amused Yamato was looking at him.

"Your cat..." Yamato smirked as he revealed a cuddling cat in his lap. So that was the white, black-orange thingy.

"Mew" The cat blinked at its owner and stretched its paw.

"OW! STUPID CAT!!" Yamato shouted and pushed the cat away.

"KCHCHT. KCHCHT!" The cat hissed and tilts its tail up facing his behind at Yamato.
Takeru was confused why the sudden change. One minute Yamato was nice and weird and next he was rude and weird again.
//What's the world coming to? // Takeru thought.

"Neko? Why? How did you get in here?" Takeru said quickly before he forgot what he wanted to know why Yamato was there in his room and grabbed a nearby shirt from a chair, which was next to his bed.

"Did you know about my marriage which is just about two months later?" Yamato said grimly,

Takeru raised an eyebrow and sputtered. "M-marriage? You're going to get married!!" Takeru promptly jumped and wanted to do a happy dance [5]. "YAY!! I'll get a sister!! Then no damn poky brother is going to poke on me! Sis will save me!!! That's what mother had always said... once you're married, you aren't allowed to tease me and I'll get your room too!! I'll get your..." Takeru shouted with glee.

Yamato glared at the teenager and cleared his throat as he was petting the cat's fur once he'd captured the cat again.

"KCHCHT! KCHCHT!! MROOW!!" the cat hissed and clawed at Yamato's pants.
Yamato winced and threw the cat away.
"DAMN Cat!" He muttered.

"HEY! Don't be so harsh on Neko!" Takeru snapped and quickly grabbed his cat. "You are the one who needed Neko. So what has your marriage got to do with Neko?" He cradled the cat in his bed sheets.

"Aw, man... look what he did to my pants..." Yamato commented as he stood up. The cat's nails had torn his pants! You can clearly see his thighs through the holes.
Takeru grinned and tried his hardest not to laugh out loud. //Great going, Neko-chan!// Takeru congratulated his cat inwardly.

Sometimes his brother can be such an ass that he sure wish he could just smack him upside down and slam him across the face. Although he's too young and too 'weak' to stand up against his older and stronger brother, Yamato.

"Neko there needs to have a vacation at my soon-to-be wife's wing if you know what I mean..." Yamato winked, torn pants forgotten and ran his fingers through his bangs.

Takeru stopped laughing inwardly and blinked. //What's with the guy?// He frowned and noticed Yamato's facial expressions were 'changed'.
//That smile...// Takeru narrowed his eyes and knew that something was in that puny little head of his big brother. He felt a shiver going down his spine and shook his head. He's really up to something and it has something to do with Neko. His Neko. And... his future sister-in-law.

"I need your Neko for my soon-to-be wife, Takeru..." Yamato said tenderly.

Takeru shivered, his brother had never said something in THAT tone before... it was too creepy... too weird. His bro, tender?! HA! What the heck! Yamato was smirking evilly as he stepped forward towards his brother's bed... Takeru gasped as he tried to protect his sweet Neko...

*.*.*.*.*

The sunlight disturbed a person's sleep as she moved herself to the other side of the king-sized bed of hers. She groaned when the curtains were already drawn, letting the sunrays glare down at her while she was still in bed.

"What time is it...?" she murmured in the satin colored pillows on which she was sleeping. And since no one was with her in her new room, no one answered her. She opened her eyes slowly and sighed.

"A bad morning today..." she muttered under her breath and rubbed her weary eyes.
"MROOW" came a soft squeak from outside her balcony. She didn't bother about it... Something was flung at her and she winced when she felt something sharp had cut her face.

"Mew... KCHCHT! KCHCHT!! KCHCHT!!" something sputtered and raised its hairy back up, all fur stood up on end. She blinked for awhile and was startled as she noticed a very pissed off cat was glaring at her. Its fur was pure white, but had a dark spot on either sides of its shoulders, mingled with some orange colors. "KCHCHCHT!! KCHCHCHT!!" It sputtered and clawed its nails through the covers.

Sora froze and pulled herself away from the angry cat. //What's a neko doing here?// She though under her breath and quickly backed away. She felt that her cheek was burning, not from blushing, but from... She slowly rubbed her cheeks carefully and winced when she'd touched the spot where it hurt the most.

The cat had scratched one side of her cheek!! Sora could feel the warm/cold liquid running down her cheek. She gasped as she saw the blood on her hands and quickly got out of bed. She pulled the covers away in the attempt to catch the cat off guard.

"MROOW!!!" The cat hissed and narrowed its eyes, glaring at Sora and hurled itself on to her...

"NEKO! Please don't do this!"

"HEY, YAMA. WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?"

*.*.*.*.*

Yamato glanced around the corner as he was hanging himself on to the shrubs, which grew against the walls of his house. He noticed that the curtains were drawn and the balcony door has been opened. The sleeping figure stirred a little under the covers as she moved in to a different sleeping position. He grinned 'silently' as he took the cat by the scruff of its neck.

//Damn Takeru's puny little Neko. Such a blood lover...// He thought evilly as he thought about his brother whom he'd visited early in the morning. But since Takeru had moved in with their grandmother, Yamato had to travel all the way to the countries -quickly too- to get there earlier. His poor brother, living with a blood loving cat... he smirked evilly [6].

He had to tie his brother up to catch the neko and bring him home. His brother would definitely NOT like that and he got a mental image what his little bro might do if he's really into the spitting fire image, which had been in his blood veins for a long time.

A very angry Takeru was kinda cute Yamato noticed and wondered how he was when he was fuming. That way he can always tease the little squirt... but not if his grandma, who lived in the country, or his mother, who lived in the countries with his grandmother, or his father were around.

They would have given him the 'no-no-no' look or the 'touch-him-and-you-will-die' look. They always picked the younger ones as their favorites Yamato had noticed and was kinda getting a bit jealous... [7]

Nobody cared to comment about how he looked like when he was angry. Not at home, since everyone was shaking when he was angry and they didn't care to comment about his angry looks. His father had seen him getting angry all the time and didn't let the fuming image bother him. He knew that his son would eventually cool down and feel defeated because he had the upper hand in the house and no one else. Kenichi also didn't bother about his angry image; he would just smile and do his work without complaining or commenting.

While at school he'd never gotten angry except for the fact when girls were around. They just adore him and would just flip if they saw him angry. Because for them a very, very angry Yama is also a very, very cute Yama. The girls would just throw themselves at him and flirt around in the presence of his friends.

Taichi-- he would never comment about how he looked like when he was angry and he was glad he didn't because Taichi would just laugh at his angry image. "The clown! The traitor!" Yamato muttered under his breath.

"MROOW!!" the cat glared at Yamato and he glared back. "Now you listen here, Neko. Just scratch her or whatever you want to do... have no mercy!" Yamato hardened his glare and looked around the corner. He flushed when he saw Sora was sitting up and noticed her nightclothes.

"A bad morning today..." he heard her mutter as rubbed her eyes. Unmarried males weren't allowed to see an unmarried female in her nightclothes. It would be strictly mistaken that the boy was HENTAI [8].

Yamato quickly shook his head and glared at the cat for the last time. He flung the cat with all his might and hoped that the cat would land on the girl instead of a table or a wall or whatever it's in the way.

"Mew!" The cat squealed painfully as it felt the air was pulled out of its lungs when she was flung at a certain person. She pulled her nails out and landed on someone's face. The girl gasped and quickly pulled the cat away from her face, slamming the cat on to the other side of her bed.

Outside, Yamato heard the gasp and smirked victoriously. He looked around the corner and saw that the cat was ready to pounce on the girl.

"KCHCHT! KCHCHT!! KCHCHT!!" Neko hissed clawing its nails in to the covers. He watched as Sora froze and backed away from the angry Neko. He could see that her face paled and smirked behind the scenes.

//One victory is all I want...nah, maybe more victories will just relieve me... I'll stop until she leaves...//

Sora winced when she touched her cheek. The cat had scratched one side of her cheek! A small scar on her flesh! The blood streamed out slowly and she gasped when she saw the blood in her hand. "KCHCHCHT!! KCHCHCHT!!" the cat hissed again.

A mental image of Yamato growing horns and rubbing his hands was floating around Yamato's head. Yamato grinned. //That's me...//.
Sora quickly got out of bed and pulled away the covers, hoping to catch the cat off guard.

"MROOW!!" The cat hissed and narrowed its eyes. The cat hurled itself on to her and Sora gasped. She backed away quickly.

"NEKO! Please don't do this!!" Yamato wondered how she knew the cat's name and...

"HEY, YAMA. WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?!!" It was Taichi's shout. He leaned over his balcony and found Yamato snooping around in someone else's balcony.
Both Yamato and Sora froze. Yamato cursed under his breath as Sora glanced at the balcony.

//DAMN, Taichi! // He looked up to see a cheerful Taichi waving to him from his balcony. Yamato gritted his teeth and noted to himself that he'll have to throttle his friend later... if he was going to be alive when Sora was...

"Ahem!" Sora cleared her throat, Yamato's hair stood on end and he felt something going straight down his spine. He shivered a bit and slowly turned himself to face the girl.
"And what are YOU doing here?" Sora glared as she crossed her arms.

//Now she looks a little... lively...// Yamato noted and saw the scar on her cheek. It was bleeding! He congratulated himself inwardly, but had to push that thought away for a while because he's busted! Both of them glared at each other in silence.
"Mew... mew... mrow..." the cat broke the silence and rubbed his little head around Sora's feet.

"And oh... your Neko here shouldn't be a torturer" Sora said in a harsh whisper and grabbed the cat carefully. Yamato's eyes widened when he saw that Neko wasn't fighting back when a total stranger like Sora was cradling it.

"How did you...?" he asked slowly and Sora threw him a hard glance again.

"What are you doing here?" Sora snapped as she petted the cat's fur. A very very painful glare contest was going on between both of them.

Taichi, on the other hand, wondered why Yamato didn't answer and noticed that Sora was standing right in front of him, cradling a cat. He flushed when he saw what she was wearing and slapped himself mentally.

"So Yama was at it again..." he sighed and looked down at the comfortable-looking cat which Sora was cradling. "Please, Neko... why don't you trade places with me?" Taichi pleaded under his breath and watched as the Neko was looking up lovingly at Sora.

The Neko threw a glance at the pouting Taichi. Taichi swore that the cat knew what he was thinking and it just smirked at him, declining the pleading. Taichi gritted his teeth. "Why you little fur ball..."

>.>.>.>.

End chapter 6

Author's notes:

1: ^_^' that one will come later when everything is cleared up.
2: I guess you all must have noticed that I suck at writing poetry. Just like in that little poem in the prologue ^_^'.
3: And everyone crashed down on to the ground, landing on their faces ::CRASH!!:: ^_^' See? ::points at fallen persons:: ^_^' hehehehe, didn't mean to be a little out of my mind.
4: Ya... beat me! Whack me! I love cats! Heck! And I just put cats in here too so just kick me if you don't like cats XP too bad... and for those who don't know what "neko" means... it means "cat". Obvious, right?
5: And again... see the OOC here?
6: I took the blood loving cat pattern thing from a book, which I've read a long time ago... I think when I was a freshman in JH. That book was quite exciting ::getting dreamy eyes:: ^_^ I just love that book even though the neko was evil >.< I mean really really evil. The neko in that book really really is a blood loving neko.
7: Uhm... you see both Takeru and Yamato are so OOC. I've changed a little of their sibling love relationship, but I'll really get back to the real sibling love later I guess.
8: For traditional couples and stuff, you see... it's almost like that ^_^'.

@_@ Finally done with this chapter. Took me 3 days, since mother didn't like me to stay up and write down the whole chapter in one day. I'm kinda tired right now... my fingers hurt since I'm not used to writing with freezing fingers >_*. DARN! This chapter is still short!! ::pouts in a corner:: I'm so sorry... and I think I've used a lot of wrong prepositions -_-' This chapter seems a little lame -_-;... I should put more effort next time.

But for those who still like/love it, here a @-->----- for everyone ^_^.
::looks around at the Sorato fans:: SO, WHO WANTS TO THROTTLE THIS DAMN YAMATO I'VE CREATED?!! >: D Ehehehehe ::looks at the Sorato fans again/ crickets broke the silence:: No one? :O ::drops her ego slightly:: Damn. So I've to finish up this evil personality of his, huh? -_-' Well then, you just have to wait. ^_^'

Note: Uhm... I thought someone would get a little confused about my title there "Taste of life". Doesn't it sound a little suspicious or something to you guys? I've just picked out a title and this one just fit the story. I'll eventually explain later in the chapters since it's part of some of my first ideas.

=^_^=cin