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Digiweek 2021 Day 2 - Voyage | Shades of red; a Taikoura fanfiction

Chapter 2/7. Sangria

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Characters: Taichi Yagami, Koushiro Izumi & Sora Takenouchi Genre: Friendship, romance Rating: K Wordcount: 1.459

Art by Sanni @seventeenlovesthree

It was a Tuesday when Sora heard the news. Her ‘around the world’ collection was a real hit and she was asked to fly to Madrid for a fashion show and a symposium about Japanese culture and fashion design. The way she squealed upon hearing the news was a squeal Taichi hadn’t hear her make for a long time. Or maybe never, he couldn’t tell. What he could tell was that it was incredibly important to Sora and so it was incredibly important to him.

As well as it was incredibly important to Koushiro.

Taichi remembered how Koushiro had set up some fashion design software for Sora to use while making sketches a year ago. The two of them had grown closer over it, Koushiro helping her out with the software among other technology questions from Sora’s side and Sora helping him out with his fashion in general. They called each other ‘fashion buddies’ after. It had been something Taichi never quite understood, leaving them be, but he would lie if he said he wasn’t a little bit jealous in a certain way. Especially after finding out his true and shocking feelings towards both of the redheads.

He had managed to burry those feelings for quite some time, but as he started to see his friends more frequently in the past couple of weeks due to social gatherings and football matches they watched together, it became harder for him to fully hide his feelings. In some moments when either Sora or Koushiro had made innocent small talk with him, he had found himself blushing hard. Luckily for him he had a talent for casually waving things off which he did every time one of them asked him about his reddened cheeks.

They had their suspicions towards Taichi’s odd behavior, he sensed. However they never questioned him, by now very familiar with his antics. Of course this was all fine with Taichi.

Which wasn’t fine with Taichi was when Sora told both boys about the presentation she was asked to give in Madrid during the symposium, Koushiro casually offered her to tag along to Spain to help her out. It was a nice act from Koushiro, something Taichi thought both of them wouldn’t go through with. But in the end he was proved wrong and one month later his friends left to Spain. Not only for the fashion show and symposium, but for a, by them so called, ‘friendly roadtrip’ as well. Taichi would be happy for them if it weren’t for his own confusing feelings. So instead of just happy, he felt a heavy and dark blanket of sadness and jealousy descend over him and his happiness for them.

Acting on that jealousy he now found himself sitting in an airplane from Tokyo to Madrid.

Wanting it to be a surprise, Taichi hadn’t told both of his friends about his travel plans to Spain. He was a little anxious about how the surprise would be received by both Koushiro and Sora and so he stood a tad scared in front of the building where the symposium was taking place. He swallowed, the stupid flowers Hikari had convinced him to buy after he told her about his plans in hand, before he let his feet take steps to where Koushiro and Sora would be.

Luckily for him the whole surprised turned out fine and the flowers -and he himself- were received well. Koushiro looked quite surprised but happy upon seeing him, giving him a confused hug that felt truly welcoming and warm despite the awkwardness. Sora, because of the nerves, almost tackled Taichi down swinging her arms around his neck and fully pressing her body against his, talking all fast and exciting. Her eyes watering, but Koushiro reminded her she couldn’t cry because it would ruin her make-up. She quickly took back her composure, throwing one glance to Taichi and showing him that pretty smile of hers. Taichi could hear them tell each other good luck which was both a bit strange and cute in his eyes, melting his heart.

Seeing Koushiro giving Sora an innocent and sweet peck on the cheek made his heart flutter from surprise and excitement. A loving feeling he knew all too well. His eyes still glued to where Sora stood seconds ago and Koushiro still was, Taichi tried to make up his mind. As Koushiro raised an eyebrow his way, Taichi felt caught. With a red blush on his cheeks and one hand scratching his neck he followed Sora walking on the stage ready for the presentation. Proud feelings filled him up.

After the successful symposium and fashion show, Koushiro suggested to grab a bite together in a cute little Spanish restaurant he found with Sora while strolling through the city. Taichi listened to Koushiro and Sora’s stories from the past days. About the preparations Koushiro had helped Sora with, their little shopping adventure together and Sora’s slip with a Spanish guy in a dance club, which made Taichi jealous.

The warm night and good conversations were accompanied by the freshness of sangria. The deep red color with a hint of orange warming up their veins like the sun had warmed up their skin. The alcohol making their brain foggy, the sweetness bringing out the childlike impulsivity they needed for the road trip they were about to plan out; ten days with a stylish rental car city hopping from Madrid around the Spanish peninsula. Koushiro and Sora already had planned it partially, but with Taichi being there they grew even more excited.

One day later they took off to Barcelona. Driving in between the Spanish locals, enjoying the sight, listening to music and singing along to the songs. The redheads pestering Taichi with his hideous singing voice and Taichi in his turn pleasantly surprised with Koushiro and Sora’s duet in the car. Laughing together, digging up old stories from back in the days, getting excited only thinking about visiting FC Bareclona’s Camp Nou and dreaming of all the Spanish days and nights that were about to come.

They strolled through the streets of Barcelona, admired the Sagrada Família and the thousands of beautiful decorated balconies. Their journey led them to bigger cities and little villages they’d never heard of before while traveling to the south of Spain. Continuing their trip late in the night or early in the morning, driving alongside the coast line, the car following the sun as it rose and replaced the clear and starry night with broad daylight. A warm Spanish sun proudly beaming in the sky, the sunrays slowly browning their Asian skins. Along the way they stopped to have little picknicks, their bond growing even stronger by the shared vacation.

Bare feet walking through the sand as the salty seawater slowly flooded the beach they were taking a break at. The small waves bringing Taichi out of balance at moments he felt weak. Weak in the knees upon seeing his two friends walking in front of him fully invested in a friendly conversation. They looked happy to him which made him overly happy as well, a smile on his lips that wouldn’t come off easily nor soon. Seeing them walking in front of him was as if an old daydream played out in front of his eyes, making Taichi stop in his tracks. His eyes focused on the two in front of him, now looking at him questioning. But he didn’t move or speak, a familiar realization hitting him once again.

In Sevilla they were invited to a local flamenco dance night where Sora and Koushiro gladly accepted a little dance lesson on the spot in front of Taichi’s eyes. He observed the way the music made their bodies move in a way he could’ve never imagined before. Both Koushiro and Sora weren’t the extraverts, but from what Taichi could see they seemed to bring up the best in each other. Enjoying the fun they had, seeing how the sangria loosened them up once more. Taichi could feel his heart tripping over all the romantic feelings occupying his whole being since the beginning of this trip and before. Koushiro and Sora positively haunting his life and dreams since the moment he had met them.

And for a moment Taichi felt like a stranger to himself, his whole body heavily reacting to his friends. He barely recognized himself in the overhelmness of it all. A traveler in a foreign land was what he was, but right then and there he felt more like a voyager in his own head and body, trying to figure out his feelings as the with sangria filled redheads were unknowingly guiding him to unknown places he had not dared to fully surrender to yet.

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