And besides, two people writing one book? It was an absurd idea. Sora sighed, feeling rather let down.
He decided to call Taka to tell him that he honestly didn't think that they'd ever succeed.
"Moshi moshi?" Taka answered.
"Taka, it's me, Sora."
"Eh? Sora, did you come up with an idea?" Taia's excited voice made Sora sigh with guilt.
"Taka...I don't think I'm cut for writing like you'd want." Sora admitted softly.
There was a silence on the other end then, "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" Poor Sora had to yank the phone from his ear, the abused appendage ringing slightly from the shout.
"Say that again, I couldn't hear you." Sora said sarcastically.
"I WAS BEING SARCASTIC YOU MORON!" Sora bellowed down into his phone.
There was silence then a sheepish "Oh..." was heard.
"Anyways, Taka, I really don't think I can do this. I mean, Rahsita-sensei is a great author who got on the bestseller's list for a whole year!"
"...We're going to be better than Rashita-sensei! We'll write a novel that'll stay on the bestseller's for years to come! I swear this on the honor of the writing profession and my own honor! Where are you?”
Sora blinked at the abrupt question and change of subject. "Near Central Park, the one where you held our Study Club at...Why?"
"Stay right there."
And Sora was left staring at his phone as the connection was cut with nary a goodbye.
Nearly thirty minuetes later, as it was getting dark, Sora saw Taka tearing down the sidewalk in his after school clothes, a dark green high collared jacket and tan pants, along with green and white tennis shoes.
"Sora!" yelled Taka, hooking an arm around Sora's and yanking him in the direction of where he was heading then quickly swinging around without stopping or slowing down.
"Where are you going!?" yelped Sora, who decided that running was a better option than being dragged to who knows where.
Taka grinned and held up some keys on a key chain. "Your mom gave me these when I stopped by and told her what we wanted to do. She wanted me to give them to you."
Sora stopped cold, leaving a Sora shaped gap behind Taka. "My Mom?"
Taka's grin grew wider as he too stopped, and then jingled the keys.
Sora reached out to take them but Taka pulled them back out of his reach.
"I'll give you Rashita-sensei's apartment keys..." Taka's grin grew so big that it looked like it could split his face in half as Sora's eyes widened. Taka held out a finger to signify the number one. "On one condition!"
Here it comes Sora thought amused, he had a feeling he knew where this was headed.
"You stick with our shared dream of becoming authors!"
Sora heaved a laugh. 'Okay! Okay! I'll stick with it, you blackmailing sloth!"
Taka plopped the treasured keys into Sora's eagerly waiting hand.
"So?" he asked after they had both stared at the keys for a few minutes.
Sora tightened his fist around his new treasure, his grin matching Taka's level of excitement.
"So." he returned and started to sprint. "Are you coming or not!?"
Taka stared stupidlly after his shorter friend's retreating back before racing after him. "Sora! C'mon, give a man a break!" he yelled as he caught up.
"No way! We gotta catch a train to Kaku Station!"
Taka nearly tripped on his feet. "Crap! We only got fifteen minutes!"
"I know! Which is why we're running!"
"Oh so we're not running for the joy of it?!"
"Shut up you goat!"
"I'm a hawk not a goat!"
"Just keep running!"
They turned a corner and dove into the oncoming pedestrian traffic, weaving in and out with practiced ease, despite people cussing them out at times and the common squeak of surprise, so used for when one is startled and sees two boys hurtling through the crowd, eyes wide with panic as they tear past, yelling apologies that are too fast and quickly spoken to be sincere.
Taka glanced at the time and swore in his head. "Sora! We only have five minutes left!"
"GO FASTER!" he roared as he turned the corner to the station and tore down the stairs to where it was located, Taka hot on his heels.
They placed their phones onto the barrier and gained passage due to the fact that both had universal track passes and gained passage.
They both broke into another run, hurrying to the right area and leaped through the doors with seconds to spare.
They lay on the ground, panting for a few seconds before hurrying to find seats. They had to hold on or else they would be sent flying.
Sora found a spot at the end and Taka got one next to a teenage girl who was right between him and Sora.
"So... how many stops till ours again?" Taka texted.
Sora leaned over to peer at Taka, eyebrow raised, but he shrugged and texted back: "About five or six."
Taka felt his eyes widen. "Wow..." Sora rolled his eyes and leaned back. "I'm going to take a quick nap, wake me when we're there."
Taka growled at his phone quietly. "Hey! That's MY line! >:( "
"Too bad ya lazy fowl! Now be good and guard the perch, won't ya?"
"Why you! Why don't you get your blue coat covered by gray moldy clouds!"
Then the two shared grins to show that they were joking in all good fun
The girl next to Taka had a book that he recognized as a worn copy of Sakura Breeze. He quickly texted Sora.
"The girl next to us, look at her book!"
Sora glanced over and his blue eyes widened before his fingers flew on his phone's key pad. "One moment. Don't ask about what I'm about to do!"
Taka raised an eyebrow but didn't text anything in reply.
Sora shut his phone and slipped it into his pocket before he started to rummage in his bag for something which turned out to be a very worn out copy of the same book that the girl next to them held.
The girl glanced up curiously to see what all the ruckus was abut and promptly froze, her brown eyes widening.
"You read him too?" she asked in a soft voice that struck Taka's heartstrings and memory box. The girl's voice was oh so familiar, oh so heartrendingly familiar.
Sora nodded, brightening as he always did when he ran into one of his missing uncle's precious fans. "Yeah. I love them all. They're all my favorite." he said honestly. His eyes flicked over to Taka and nodded slightly, showing that he too felt that she was familiar.
"Oh, my favorite is Running but my close second is this one." she said, lifting up Sakura Breeze. "The end is like my life story. I wish I had had more time with him."
"Did your Prince die?" Sora asked. Both Taka and Sora cringed at the bluntness.
She shook her head, long brown hair swaying with the movement. "Oh no. I just moved away without telling him. I fancied him, but I'm not sure he fancied me back. He was the top of our class, and he tutored me and another boy. He was even class president."
Taka choked on his spit as he sat up from his slumped lazy position he had gained when the conversation had begun and hiis head whirled to face the girl.
"'Yuki-chan?" he asked and she whirled around to face him, her brown eyes wide and confused. Taka flushed crimson.
"Who are you?" she asked eyes narrowing.
Taka turned even more red and stammered out, "A-Arashi T-Taka miss...." and flushed a darker shade as she froze and stared right into his eyes. I wish I hadn't said that...he thought feverishly.
Then something lit up in her eyes and she quickly matched the shade of red that covered his face.
Sora settled back, his duty done.
Though it had been a shock to find that it was Tsukino Miyuki he was speaking to, it had been worth it.
Sora shook his head with a wry smile. He had not expected to run into anyone he knew from 9th grade.
"So why are you on a train, and who are you traveling with. I don't see Sora with you."
Sora rolled his eyes and poked his female Nakama in the back. She turned around with a squeak and then her palm met her forehead.
"Of course! Only a shrimp like you could be Sora-chan!" she teased.
Sora pouted, but he smiled soon after. "It's good to see you."
"And you haven't answered my question!" she poked Taka in the side, suddenly brave now that she had inadvertently confessed to her crush that she fancied him.
Taka felt the warmth that covered his cheeks to spread down his neck and up his ears as he twitched in an attempt to escape her poking. "W-well..." he stuttered, feeling rather foolish under her gaze.
Sora sighed as his best friend was reverted to a stammering mass of goo. "We're going to my uncle's appartment, you can come if you want."
Taka shot Sora a Look of "don't go there!"
Miyuki happily clasped her hands together. "Sure!" she chirped, seeming to not notice Taka's frantically shaking head, but she elbowed him in the ribs so the point was moot.
Taka sighed ruefully, rubbing his side before relenting. "Fine." he grumbled.
Miyuki sent him a sunny smile, which caused Taka to flush darkly from the roots of his hair and down to his neck, causing Sora to chuckle at his friend.
"I-I'm only letting you come 'cause, 'cause it's the nice th-thing to do!"
Both Sora and Miyuki looked at eachother and let out a "mmm-hmmm..." causing Taka to flush darker.
"Taka, you're stuttering!" Sora teased.
"Oh, Sora look! He's turning even redder!" Miyuki jumped on the teasing bandwagon with a squeal.
"Oh shut up you two!" Taka spat, face a very dark crimson.
The time passed quickly in this sort of manner, friends teasing each other and generally having a good time.
And then, it was their stop.
"You ready?" Taka asked Sora.
Sora nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be, you?"
Taka gave a jerk of his shoulders. "Same." he said.
Sora looked over at Miyuki. "Fancy a race to the apartment?"
She took off. "Sure, ya slowpokes!"
"It's over by the General Store, you can't miss it!" Sora yelled, taking off after her.
Taka groaned then ran after the two cheaters.
Soon all three teens were neck and neck, and the apartment loomed over all.
"Top floor." Panted Sora. "I remember... coming here... as a little kid. ...So many stairs!"
"There's an elevator right?" Miyuki asked.
Sora nodded. "Yeah. But for old time's sake, let's go on the stairs!"
"No." both Miyuki and Taka shot the idea down before it could take root, making Sora pout. Then they entered the building and piled into the elevator.
There was a brief squable on who should press the button to the 10th floor between Sora and Taka but Miyuki solved it by pressing it herself while the two were busy getting each other in headlocks to notice until it was too late.
They reached the top with a minimum of fussing after that and Sora glanced at the keys. "His apartment is number 18, right down here."
He led them down the directed hall and to the right door. He fumbled with the keys for a moment before he gained access. Then he and Taka stepped aside to let Miyuki peer in.
"Welcome!" Sora began grandly.
"To Rashita Gaomon's apartment and work place!" Taka finished with a flourish.