Stealing the Thunder
Taichi gazed down at his watch another time as he sprinted down a hill. Why out of all days was this the morning he would have to sleep in. Yamato would give him an earful for sure.
5 minutes till he was supposed to be there. No worries, he could make that! He would just have to cut through this yard.
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“I’M HERE! TOLD YOU I WOULD MAKE IT!” Taichi nearly face planted with the outer wall at the bus station, hair full of twigs and leafs, as he hit the breaks on his feet from a full on sprint downhill. “Pays- *huff*, off to be- *huff*, the soccer captain,” he managed, gasping for air as he glanced up at the blonde staring down at him.














