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The Cave	By : Himitsu_no_Tokumei Category: Digimon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 4: The Sick Day
He couldn’t stand it anymore. He hadn’t gone in to see Matt since Sora had kicked him out a couple hours before, and now just being in the same building as him hurt. It was like dangling a sandwich in front of a starving kid’s face, and as they reach for it to pull it back and eat it instead. No, he wasn’t saying Matt was a possession (like a sandwich), it was merely a simile.
But it hurt just as much to leave. To leave meant he was not repaying Matt for his kindness the night before. Yeah, it was kindness, not love… To leave meant he was admitting Sora won. Can you call it ‘winning’ when she was the only participant? I didn’t even try, after all… To leave meant he was giving up. He was backing down. He was tossing in the towel. He was surrendering. What point is there in fighting a battle you have no chance of winning? Why did I have to realize I love him?
Sitting there was doing him no good, he knew. Determinedly, he stood and went to the door. Kari came over to him as he was slipping his shoes on. “Brother, where are you going?” she asked, worry and… sadness?... in her voice.
“I just need to leave for a bit,” the athlete replied, not even trying to put on a fake smile and false happiness. Such tricks never fooled her. Besides, she knew of his affection for his best friend and had probably already guessed his turmoil.
“Oh… okay,” she said in a quiet voice, gaze falling to the floor.
Tai gently patted Kari’s head. “I just need a secluded place to think a while,” he reassuringly said. “I promise.” Without another word or waiting for an answer, he left, quietly closing the door behind himself.
TK walked up behind the brunette and put his arms around her shoulders. “Everything will work out in the end, somehow,” he whispered in her ear.
“I really hope so…”
The dark-haired male walked without much purpose, trusting his feet to carry him to an isolated place. He vaguely noted the familiar path he walked, looking inward instead. He had to stop his heart hurting. He felt betrayed when he knew he shouldn’t; Matt hadn’t done anything, and neither had Sora.
Finally looking around, his chocolate eyes fell on the old slide and swing set. What a fitting irony, he ran to Matt. Or, more specifically, the same place Matt had run to. He could still see the displacement where the harmonica had been, and the bare spot where he had slid to catch his falling friend. Why did it have to turn out like this?
Legs heavy with sand, Tai lumbered over to the swings. He could already feel the stinging in his heart as he placed a hand on the seat of the swing he had used. Matt had run to him that bight, but why? A single stream was running down his cheek as he sat in the swing, almost seeing the apparition of the musician from the night before. And he started crying, unable and unwilling to prevent the silvery flow. He had to get it out of his system so he could move on and not ruin his friendship with the blonde. His fantasies would have to be enough to hold off his emotions.
He wasn’t sure how much later it was, but it had been several hours at least when his phone started to ring. “Hello?” he asked, all evidence of his previous breakdown gone. His tears had stopped falling an hour before. Come on, he was the Child of Courage and the leader of the Digidestined, he couldn’t be brought down just because someone didn’t love him back. He couldn’t afford it. He kept everyone up, just as everyone kept him up.
“Tai! Where are you?!” Kari’s voice yelled. “Do you know what time it is? It’s nearly 7, you’ve been gone for 8 hours now! Hurry up and get back or Agumon will eat your share of dinner!”
“I’m not hungry,” Tai replied. “Don’t worry about me, Kari. I just need a bit more time to myself. Promise.” When no protest was given, the male hung up, letting his head fall. He knew he had to be strong, but he couldn’t get passed the fact that he lost Matt to Sora… in half an hour.

The Child of Light stared helplessly at the phone. Her brother was in pain and she didn’t know how to help him. Well, how to help him was obvious; they had to break up Matt and Sora. How to help him now was the problem.
Glancing back at TK, the brunette turned out of the kitchen and towards the door. “I have to go find him,” she said, watching the door as if expecting it to suddenly open. “Come on, Gatomon.”
“I think we should leave him alone,” the cat-like digimon stated. She noted that her human partner had made no move to leave while waiting for a response.
“But he’s my brother…” she countered. “As he stated about Matt, he’s more fragile than he shows. It’s just his fragility is his emotions. Most people don’t realize this because he is always smiling.” Pulling on a jacket, the girl looked back at her companion. “Besides, if I leave him out there he could get sick again, and then where would Matt’s nurturing last night go?”
Gatomon shook her head, closing her eyes. “Let him get sick,” she said, walking up to the pre-teen and holding her hands. “It will teach him to think in a better spot.”
“But Gatomon-“ Kari tried, but was cut off by a gloved paw over her mouth.
“No buts. Do you think he’s want you to see him break down?” her digimon asked. “Have faith in your brother, and help pick him up once he falls.”
The human child’s visage softened and she kneeled down, hugging her partner. “Yeah, you’re right,” she sighed. “I just worry about him. No one else can see the internal pain he feels.” Standing, she removed her jacket from her shoulders and placed it back on the coat rack. She looked at the clock and then to the blonde boy that now stood by her. “It’s getting kinda late, think I could stay the night, Takeru?” she asked, teasingly using his full name instead of his nickname. She had to get her mind off the depressing situation somehow, and teasing the boy seemed like a good solution.
“I don’t think it would hurt anything,” the boy stated, frowning. “But, Kari, you know why I asked you not to call me Takeru.” TK had specifically asked the brunette to use his nickname.
“But, Takeruuuuuu,” Kari whined. “Davis isn’t here, so I can call you Takeru if I want.” It had been a mutual agreement between the two children from the original Digidestined group. So as to not hurt their friend’s feelings, they put their ‘relationship’ on hold. They hadn’t started going out, but they were getting closer. Not that they’d have the time to get together anyway. Trying to get their brothers together was very time consuming.
In his room, the older blonde chuckled slightly. So that was the ‘outside forces’ that his little sibling kept saying kept him from asking Kari out. He could sympathize with their goggleheaded leader, though. It was no secret Davis liked Kari (though he had toned it down recently, Matt hadn’t actually seen the cinnamon brunette hit on Kari in over a month), but it was also easy to see she liked TK. Davis couldn’t win. Just like me… he thought, the laughter dying in his throat. It is quite cruel to love someone who won’t love you back. Resting his head in his knees, he drifted back to his own leader. Hopefully Sora can make me get over you.
TK sighed, then smiled. “Hikari, stop it!” he complained, pouting.
A light flush kissed her cheeks. “H-hey!” she stammered, caught off guard. “No fair! Cute faces aren’t allowed!”
“But Hikariiiiiii,” the blonde teased back, feeling the warmth rush to his face.
“Are you sick, Takeruuuuuu?” Kari questioned, giggling. “Your face is all red.”
“So is yours,” the boy flirted, enticing more giggles from the girl (yeah, this is why they didn’t use their full names around Davis).
That is, until Matt yelled,” Some people actually are sick and are trying to sleep!” He couldn’t stand their lovey-dovey banter anymore. It hurt to hear the joy in their voices, even though he knew it shouldn’t. Just because he was stupid enough to fall for someone he couldn’t have didn’t mean he could take it out on them because they could have each other.
Kari’s expression mirrored TK’s. Both pre-teens had heard the underlying pain in the musician’s tone. He made a mistake by agreeing to go out with Sora. And they had to fix it. Somehow.

At some point between 7 at night and 6 in the morning, Matt had fallen asleep. He knew this because the last time he remembered was a couple minutes to 7, when his thoughts of a certain brunette drove him to frustration. He did feel better this morning than he had last night, but not enough to want to suffer through it and go to school. Staying home meant he wouldn’t have to face Sora, who he felt like he was cheating on by thinking of Tai, or Tai, who he felt he had betrayed by saying yes(1).
The brunette did not have as much luck. Common sense told him at around 8 that it was cold out so he went home, avoiding a second cold that could have gotten him out of school. He had stayed up the entire night trying to clear his thoughts of a blonde singer, so he was walking half-dead to the building that would surely put him out of his misery. And to top it off, the last person he wanted to see found him first.
“Are you okay, Tai?” Sora asked, running to catch up to her unknowingly (to her) bitter friend. “You look like you stayed up all night. Is something wrong?”
“No, I’m fine. Just thinking a lot,” he replied. “And make one joke about my thinking skills and I may punch you in the arm, male or female, I’m too tired to care right now,” Tai added to cut Sora off as she opened her mouth to add a smart remark.
“Ahh…” Sora complained playfully. “I wanted to tease you while I might still be able to outrun you.”
“Don’t you have someone else you could pester?” Tai asked, annoyed at the chipper mood she was in, knowing where it came from.
“Hm, well I could go pick on Jyou,” she said, smiling. “We have an Anatomy and Physiology test today, and I can try to convince him it’s on a different chapter.” Still grinning, the girl waved at the she seemed to have stolen her new personality from and took off.
Sighing again, the soccer player continued at a slow pace, stopping when his phone went off. Opening the picture message, he smiled. Someone (he figured either TK or Kari for he doubted his sister hadn’t told her best friend about his crush) had sent him a picture of Matt. The other male was asleep in his bed. The blankets had all but fallen off of him and his light blue pajama shirt had the first two buttons undone, affording the photographer a view of the musician’s pale collarbone. Matt’s blonde hair was messy, but not disheveled, falling over his closed eyes. Tai wasn’t sure if he should thank the sender or curse them, for this was both merciful and torturous at the same time.
Closing his phone and rubbing his eyes, the 15-year-old continued on to class. Somehow he had to stay conscious throughout the day.
First period passed slowly. As the bell rang, the teacher called him to their desk. “So you think you could give this to Matt?” the teacher asked. The blonde had been the only student absent, and it was no secret that he and Tai were best friends, so of course Tai would be the best one to ask. “I’d wait until he got back, but he might need the time to decide on a project.”
“Yeah, sure,” the brunette replied, taking the paper and trying not to yawn as he left to his next class… which was worse than the previous class.
Tai did not make it through second period. A white board eraser left chalk in his hair (A/N: Wait, where’d the eraser go? Tai: In here somewhere. *points to hair*) as the teacher used it to wake the sleeping teen. “I said, Tai, could you please answer this simple geometry problem?”
Blurry eyed, the brunette spaced towards the board. “I could, but that would interrupt my nap,” he said, words slurred with sleep.
“Tai, detention!” the teacher yelled. Poor Tai. That teacher really hated him, and punished him every change she got. Although, because there are technically no rules against sleeping in class, that detention would later be declared invalid and he wouldn’t have to serve it. But that is off subject.
Lunch didn’t come soon enough. Our exhausted protagonist had dozed off in 4^th and 5^th period as well. At least they woke him in a more polite way. “Tai, maybe you should just go home and rest,” Izzy commented, sitting his tray next to the snoozing athlete’s. Said teenager stirred just enough to tell him the red-head he heard him.
Several other people sat down before Tai finally lifted his head from the table. “Maybe you’re right… I can’t even stay awake so I might as well just leave,” he said, turning to face his friend. “What are you doing?”
Izzy was moving a clump of… something… around his tray, frowning at it. “Calculating the probability this is edible,” the computer geek stated, stopping to look a Tai. “Drop that assignment off on your way home,” he added, having been in 1^st period with the other male and realizing that was what the teacher had called him up for.
“Yeah,” he said, standing and leaving. His legs felt heavy as he slowly plodded down the sidewalk, and it was becoming more and more difficult to keep his eyes open. Stopping at a junction, Tai gazed in the direction that would lead him to his crush. “I’ll go over there later tonight,” he yawned. “Too tired to right now.” And he started off in the other direction.

Matt woke from his nap, well rested but still slightly sluggish. He would definitely be up to going to school tomorrow. Picking up the phone (they have two phones, one in the hall and one in the kitchen, he took the hall one) he dialed Yutaka’s number. “Yeah, I’ll be at practice tomorrow,” he said, smiling. His band was a good distraction from school, which was one of the reasons he stayed in it, despite the time it took up. Now it could distract him from a certain brunette as well… unless he came up with a song for the other male… “It’s kinda too late for me to come tonight. It’s already 6. Yeah, bye Yutaka.”
TK appeared just as he hung up the phone. “Matt, you are up,” the smaller blonde said as Matt took in his appearance. TK was wearing Matt’s pink apron (not that there were any others in that house) and the smell of food followed him from the kitchen. “I thought I heard you. Say, did Tai come by earlier? He apparently has an assignment for you.”
“No, he didn’t,” Matt replied, a thin sheet of disappointment layering in his tone. “What are you cooking?” His blue eyes held a joke in them. When TK first learned Matt used a pink apron, the smaller blonde had snorted and said, “I’d never be caught dead in that!” Now, here he was, standing in front of Matt, wearing the humiliating item.
Blushing and fiddling with the edges, TK replied, “Oh, well, Kari wanted chicken and potatoes and macaroni, so I was fixing it up. She said she’d pull Tai over, too, so he wouldn’t have to eat alone.”
Speaking of Tai, the athlete was just heading out the door to bring Matt the homework. He plan was quite simple. First, he would walk to Matt’s apartment and knock on the door. When Matt answered, Tai would say “hi” and hand him the paper. Then he would leave. No chance to do something stupid. No chance to ruin their friendship. Wait, Kari didn’t fit in his plan!
“Oh, Tai, perfect timing,” his sister said as she intercepted him on her way home from Matt’s. “TK wanted us over for dinner at Matt’s. You’re coming, right?” she asked, hoping she wouldn’t have to resort to threats. There were some things their parents didn’t know yet.
She could not mask her disappointment when he shook his head. “No, Kari. I’m just dropping off the work and heading home.”
“Tai…” Kari sympathetically said, all thoughts of threatening him lost. “How long do you plan to avoid your best friend? You love him, don’t you? You said that yourself. Don’t you think it might hurt him for you to avoid him so much?”
“Kari, he doesn’t need me anymore!” Tai shouted, tears pushing against his eyes for freedom. “He has Sora now! I’m not stupid, I know exactly what she asked. And she came out the happiest person alive.” Tear were now making tracks down his tanned cheeks. “He could have said no, but he didn’t. He let her practically push me from his room. Do you know how much that hurt me?”
Kari deflated. “Tai, I’m sorry…”
“It’s not your fault,” he said, retrieving the assignment from pocket. Change of plan. “Could you give this to him, please? I don’t feel up to going anymore.”
Solemnly taking the item, she watched her brother disappear around a corner. “Tai…” she whispered before heading back to TK. She knew it was irrational, but she was starting to hate Sora. Yes, Sora had caused this, but unintentionally. Thus irrational hate. “If only you’d open your eyes, you’d see how much Matt cares for you.” Walking into the apartment, she saw Matt, who was sitting on the couch, quickly look away from the door. “Tai wouldn’t come,” she said to TK, but directed it to Matt, who subtly cringed. Okay, sometimes it was hard to tell, so Tai can’t be fully put to blame.
“I thought you said you were going to make him come,” the younger male whispered.
“Tai’s been depressed all day,” she said louder than TK, so Matt could hear. “And it’s all Matt’s fault.”
“Is this a game of ‘Make Matt Feel Guilty’?” TK asked, voice still hushed.
“Those two have to make up,” she whispered, almost harshly, back. “They are too stubborn and thick-skulled to realize each other’s feelings!”
TK smirked (an action that sent kills down Kari’s spine), and nodded. “Too bad Tai feels so down. I think it was around the time Sora kicked him out of Yamato’s room,” he said in a normal voice.
“Okay, okay! I get it!” Matt shouted, exasperated. “I’ll figure out what I did wrong and apologize!” He stood and stalked out the still open door, slamming it behind him. TK grinned at Kari and winked before returning to dinner.
It was colder outside than it looked, and Matt wasn’t wearing a jacket (or the two sweatshirts he usually wore under it in the winter). He briefly tossed around the idea of heading back and getting one, but could practically hear TK and Kari berating him for ‘returning early.’ Besides, Tai’s place wasn’t that far away, it wouldn’t be that long a walk, he’d survive. Rubbing his shoulders to keep warm, he set off at a brisk pace. He’d have to make sure he didn’t appear cold when he arrived, not wanting to worry the boy he secretly loved.
Matt pounded on the door just as a chill breeze blew through, causing his teeth to chatter. Now he wished he had gone back for a jacket. The sleeveless shirt so alike to the one he wore back in the digital world held no protection from the elements.
Inside, Tai stood from the couch and walked to the front door, opening it. “Hello? Oh, hey Matt.”
“You going to invite me in or leave me out here in the cold?” he snapped, angry at TK and Kari for guilting him there, pissed at the wind for choosing that moment to blow, peeved at the cold for being so… cold. Basically, furious at everything but the brunette. Suddenly realizing his harshness (and Tai’s startled expression), he said, “Sorry, I’m just irritable from the cold…”
“It’s fine. Come in,” Tai said, closing the door behind the blonde before moving back to the couch and sitting down. He sounded… off.
Standing just off the center of the room, Matt bluntly stated, “You have been avoiding me since yesterday morning and Kari said it’s my fault. If something’s wrong tell me or I might not figure it out.”
“Nothing’s wrong. Whatever Kari said, don’t listen to her,” Tai replied, swallowing hard. She didn’t tell him I... did she? his mind raced. Somehow his voice stayed even. “If I was really avoiding you I would have looked through the window and pretended to not be home.”
“Tai, I may not be that observant but even I can tell something is wrong,” Matt said, sitting next to his friend and looking at him worriedly.
“Look, nothing is the matter than anyone can do anything about. So let’s just drop it,” Tai sighed.
The musician stayed still for a moment before he slumped. “Tai… I don’t want you angry at me…” he said, voice genuinely hurt.
“Angry? Why would I be angry at you?” the brunette asked, looking at Matt. “I have no reason to be angry at you.”
Matt looked up at Tai fiercely, oceanic eyes holding chocolate ones for a few seconds before Tai broke the contact. “Then explain to me why you keep avoiding me!” the blonde yelled, holding back tears. A moment slipped by, the soccer player still refusing to look at him or speak. Conversation from the night before floated through his head. ”Matt, I heard you were sick! Oh, hi Tai. hey Tai, give me that spoon. This requires a woman’s touch.” “I got it Sora. I’m just returning a favor.” Is that all he was doing? “A favor?” “Yeah. He helped me when I was sick so I wanted to do the same.” Did he really not want to be near me? Was he really only returning a favor? Is he down because I took his chance with Sora from him? After I kissed him... Is that it? Could Tai be homophobic? “Did you hate it that much? Was kissing me so disgusting that you don’t want to see me again?” The words were out before he could think things through. He didn’t want to bring it up, yet he did. There was a minute of silence where the two stared at each other, Matt’s pale skin growing red. Then, as Tai opened his mouth to speak, Matt bolted.
Tai got up just as quickly and ran to the door. “Matt!” he called out, stopping in the doorway. The soccer player could easily catch up to the other male, but if Matt didn’t stop, if Matt didn’t show some sign that he wanted to talk, what would be the point? The retreating blonde didn’t so much as slow, and Tai somberly closed the door. Leaning forward with his forehead on the cold wood, he whispered, “It’s not that it was disgusting… I actually enjoyed it… but you… you didn’t seem to like it, Matt…”
He had nearly stopped when he heard Tai call after him, but adrenaline wouldn’t let him sow. Tears flying from his eyes, legs burning from lactic acid buildup, he was forced to stop for a breather. He looked back, but what did he expect? For Tai to follow him? “Stupid,” he cursed himself, using other, not-so-pleasant words before walking the rest of the way to his apartment.
TK watched his brother slam the door open and run down the hall without removing his shoes. As he went to close the door, the young blonde saw the first snowflake fall. Hard to believe Christmas was only 2 months away. “I don’t think it went well,” he said to Kari.
The girl sighed and shook her head. “Tai probably said something stupid again.”
“Matt was crying,” TK stated. In the split second he had seen his brother’s face he could tell. “That means he said something stupid.”
“Do you think we may be pushing too hard, TK?”
“Maybe,” the blonde agreed. His eyes turned to take in Matt’s closed door. “Maybe we should lay off for a bit.” Walking into the kitchen, he dished up a plate of cold food and popped it in the microwave. Walking down the hallway with the steaming plate, he sat it on the floor to the left of the door. “I’m leaving your dinner here, Yamato,” he said, using the musician’s full first name in an attempt to comfort him, before heading back to the living room and sitting on the couch next to Kari.
The brunette shook her head. “Older brothers are so stupid…”
“Maybe it’s just the gay ones,” TK suggested, making sure to keep his voice low enough so Matt couldn’t hear. “After all, they have a girl’s emotional strength (or intensity) without a girl’s emotional capacity.”
The Chosen of Light could only nod in agreement.

“It’s getting late,” TK commented a couple hours later. They had just finished watching a scary movie about 2 kids walking down a deserted street and have a murderer follow them home. “Want me to walk you home?”
Kari looked over at him and shook her head. “You don’t have to,” she said, standing.
TK quickly got up and moved between Kari and the door. “I-I think it would be best if I walked you h-home,” he insisted, trying not to stutter.
The brunette could barely contain her smirk. “You’re not scared, are you TK?” she asked.
“NO!” he replied a little too hastily and forcefully.
“Okay, then I’m gonna walk home now,” she said, pushing passed him and grabbing her shoes.
“W-wait!” the blonde stammered, running over to her. “Y-you never know w-who might be out there. Maybe I sh-should come with you!”
“I’ll be fine, TK,” Kari giggled, shoes now on her feet, opening the door.
“But Kari,” TK protested, looking thoroughly pathetic. Yeah, he might be able to walk her home, but what about him coming home?
“You just stay here, you big baby,” she chuckled, leaving the apartment.
TK slumped to the floor. Matt, needing a mood change, snuck up behind his brother, who was preoccupied with his departing not-quite-a-girlfriend-yet. He had seen some of the movie the two had watched and decided to play a cruel joke on the smaller male. The killer always came up from behind his victim and placed a hand over their mouth, a gun to their back, and drug them into an alley or room to kill them. For a fleeting moment, Matt pondered calling tai and telling him to pull the same prank on Kari, but he wasn’t sure how to talk to the brunette yet. Instead, he settled for placing a hand over TK’s mouth with the butt of his pocketknife to the small of his back. Needless to say, the younger blonde FREAKED.
TK’s blue eyes enlarged to the size of small melons, heart rate skyrocketing. His entire body stiffened, one thought repeating over and over in his head, I’m gonna die! I’m gonna die!
“TK, are you okay?” the musician asked casually, as if he didn’t know (and was the cause of) what suddenly came over his sibling.
The younger boy whipped his head around to glare death at his brother before he skittered around to the other side of the couch. “Don’t ever do that again!”
“Okay, okay,” Matt chuckled, holding his hands up defensively. “Calm down.” Walking over, he ruffled TK’s blonde locks before proceeding to his bedroom door. “Get to bed soon.”
Matt’s attack had a major negative affect on the boy, though, and he immediately ran to the phone and dialed the Kamiya line.
Tai was in his room, lying on his bed drawing a picture of Matt when he was 12. The athlete could remember ever detail, even though it had been 3 years. Everything was so much simpler back then, he thought. Back then I could look at Matt without remember what it felt like to have his lips pressed to mine.
A ringing met his ears and the brunette rushed to the phone, momentarily glancing at the caller ID. Seeing Hiroaki Ishida(2), he snatched up the receiver. “Matt? Please just hear me out and don’t hang up or run away again because I have to tell you I didn’t hate kissing you,” he blurted out before the other person could be confirmed as Matt.
For a second, the blonde froze. No, Kari, danger! “No Tai, it’s TK,” the boy quickly responded. He could almost fell the heat of Tai’s blush through the phone. “Listen, we just watched a movie about a guy who attacks people as they walk home and takes them into dark alleys and kills them or hangs them by their toes on barbed wire fences (his over-active imagination created that one) or sneaks into their homesandhidesbehindtheirdoorandgrabsthemastheywalkinand-“ he had to take a breath to finish “-drags them into their bathroom and drowns them in their shower! I’m worried for Kari!”
Tai blinked in confusion. “TK, are you okay? Oh, hi Kari. You’re boyfriend’s worried about you.” Kari could barely be heard in the background saying, “we’re not going out!” “TK, she’s fine. Just got home, actually.”
“Is she alright?” he fearfully yelled. Matt, who had yet to go in his room, stuck a finger in his ear to help drown out his brother’s hysterics. “The killer would mark his victims! Sometimes he put poisonous spiders in their hair (another made up one)!”
Tai shook his head despite the fact the younger blonde couldn’t see him. “TK, she’s fine. She’s in bed.”
“NO!” the 12-year-old yelled as if that was the worst thing in the world. “The killer always went after the sleeping ones first! They didn’t make any—Hey, Matt!” The last words were faintly heard before the singer’s melodic voice was transmitted.
“TK is going to bed now. Sorry to disturb you. Bye.” Before Tai could reply, Matt hung up.
“Matt, wait! I have to…” The dial tone greeted the crestfallen teenager. Kari watched her brother replace the phone on the dock and head back to his room.
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