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Who: Yamato and Sora
When: August 7 2010
Where: Yamato's Appartment
Summery: Yamato and Sora get together for some time out of the house.

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The knock resonated in the tiny apartment. Yamato was in the bathroom, primping getting ready for his meeting with Sora. He hadn't had her over in a long time! Not since he lived with his messy father. He managed to keep the small, newly furnished apartment clean and nice! The couch was homely and the furniture was everything but mismatched and dirty, but it was home.

He was proud of it, actually. His acoustic was in the corner next to his amp and electric guitar, the television not far from that. Hearing the knock, he looked around the apartment after exiting the bathroom and sighed. He needed a plant or something--Maybe Palmon and Mimi would be happy to help.

The blond made his way over to the door and opened it, dropping a pair of white guest slippers onto the wood part of the entrance. "Hey Sora, Piyomon."

It wasn't til this moment that he was nervous about her being here. But here she was and it was time already. "Come on in..."

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"Hi." Shifting nervously, she blinked up at Yamato before a smile lit up her face. It was nice to see that he hadn't changed so much, though his hair was much longer then she remembered it. Glancing past him into the appartment, Sora took it in, deciding it was very...different. Her face showed a little concern about the furniture, but she quickly pushed the expression off her face. He had invited her over to his small spot in the world and she was going to show that she appreciated it. Looking up into Yamato's eyes she smiled shyly, hesitating for only a moment before entering the appartment. "Thanks. It was a very nice walk out tonight, I even stopped for some sweets...I hope you don't mind

ooc: the furniture isn't dirty, btw. Yamato's too much of a girl for dirty furniture. haha

[whitehotfame]

Ugh... sweets...

Seriously, why has nearly every girl brought him sweets in the past month? Gabumon was enjoying himself, but Yamato really didn't like sweets at all. 'In fact,' he thought, realizing the mistake he may have made in the past, 'Sora is probably the only one to have seen me eat anything sweet at all...' Doh!

Yamato smiled sweetly for her, however and gently lifted the boxes from her arm, feeling it rude not to help her out. "It isn't a problem at all, Sora. I'm happy to have you over. And thanks for bringing refreshments. I'll put them away for now okay? While I make tea..."

The blond's taste in tea hadn't changed, however. He was addicted to it. Its all he drank, unless he was with his bandmates. He could match them with no problem, though he wondered sometimes if the hangovers were worth it--which they weren't!He led her inside, his own blue slippers sliding against the floor a little bit, and headed toward the kitchen to put the treats on the counter. "Please make yourself at home," he looked over at her and

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Blushing slightly at the thanks, and returning the smile with a sweet one of her own, Sora brought a hand up to her cheek. "You're welcome. I'm just really excited to be going out anywhere after being cooped up for so long." She didn't mention the years of being cooped up. She didn't need anyone to worry about her after all

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He laughed lightly at her actions as she went to sit on his couch. It was clean of course--it was Yamato's couch, after all. "It won't bite. Its just tattered."

The blond started over toward her and brought the teas toward her, putting them on the small table in front of her. "I hope you still like your tea the same way."

She hadn't been drinking tea so long when they were dating, even though he has been for a long time.

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"Ah! I didn't think-ahm- sorry." She blushed and shook her hands, trying to explain that she hadn't thought anything of the kind, but she wasn't very good at lying. Letting her hands flop into her lap, she looked over at Yamato nervously but smiled slightly at him when she saw he wasn't upset with her.

Nodding, Sora didn't that she had started to take her tea plain, thinking it sweet that Yamato still remembered what she had liked years ago. Taking the cup from him, she blew on it tentatively, her eyes moving around the room before falling back on Yamato. "So, um, how are you?"