This story is written for "El Primer Beso" activity in the Joumi Topic, and it is the first of several stories for Jyoumi Week 2017.

Day 1: Firsts

Digimon does not belong to me.


Chapter 1: The Beginning

Jyou walked out of the university library carrying thirteen books in his arms about the nervous system. He made it halfway across the quad before the top book slipped off and hit the ground.

"Nngh!" Jyou huffed and tried to balance the remaining twelve volumes in one arm while reaching down to pick up the fallen item with his other arm. He slowly bent his knees and leaned to the side… One by one, the twelve books tumbled out of his grasp in rapid succession and fell on top of his feet. "GAHH!" He shook his fists at the sky. Why did there have to be so many people watching?

A group of young women were sitting on the grass and reading together. One of them hopped up, jogged to Jyou's side, and started picking up his books. "Are you all right?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm just PEACHY!" Jyou grumbled, collecting his materials. He snatched his books back from her.

He noticed that she had short pink hair, bright pink lips, and vintage cat-eye glasses. Her eyes widened when he shouted at her, and Jyou felt guilty.

"I mean—uh—that is—um…" he stuttered.

Jyou's backpack suddenly unzipped itself and a purple-spotted white seal poked its head out. The woman gasped.

"Mon chéri! Zank you for your 'elp!" The seal spoke in a bad French accent. He whipped out a red rose with his flipper and offered it to her.

"Gomamon…" Jyou groaned.

"He's so cute!" The woman giggled.

"Did you know that my partner, the one and only Jyou Kido, in addition to being the exceedingly handsome man you see before you, has also saved your planet? Several times?" Gomamon gave his most adorable smile. The women on the grass all said "Awww" at the same time.

"No, I didn't know that!" The pink-haired student replied. "Can I pet him?" She asked Jyou.

"No," Jyou said.

"YES!" Gomamon said.

"Don't encourage him." Jyou scooped up his last book and held the pile in front of him, grateful that the volumes obscured his red face. "Thank you for your help, Miss. Excuse me." He continued marching down the path and picked up the pace.

"Jyou, no! Don't!" Gomamon gave an exaggerated sigh and threw his rose to the ladies. "Farewell, mon chéri!"

"Gomamon!" Jyou used his sternest voice as he walked. "This nonsense has got to stop."

"But Jyoooou…"

"No buts!"

"She had glasses! That means she's a smart cookie like you! It's meant to be!" Gomamon deftly argued.

"Having glasses doesn't mean you're smart," Jyou retorted.

"You could have fooled me."

"No I couldn't have."

"Okay okay. You couldn't have fooled me into thinking you're smart. I admit it," Gomamon said dryly.

Jyou laughed.

Gomamon persisted, his voice choking up. "You've been working so hard since you got to college that you haven't made any friends."

"College is hard work. I told you that before we came."

"But high school was hard work too! And med school is also hard work! And being a doctor is also hard work! When does it END?"

"Cheer up, Gomamon. I think homework is fun."

"Nooo!" Gomamon whined. "That's not what fun is! You don't smile and laugh when you're doing homework, Jyou! Don't you remember what actual fun is? You had actual fun whenever Mimi was around."

Jyou opened and closed his mouth but no sound came out. He stopped walking and sighed. His knees were buckling from so much weight… He carefully set down his school supplies and sat on a park bench, overlooking a shimmering lake. He put Gomamon on his lap and petted the digimon's orange mohawk.

Gomamon smiled and leaned into Jyou's hand affectionately. "Jyou? Do you remember having actual fun with Mimi?"

"Yes, Gomamon."

"Mimi took you ice skating… surfing… Disneyland…"

"Yes, I remember all that!"

"Phew! Then you remember what fun is, right?"

"Yes, Gomamon." Jyou bit his lip. "That girl had pink hair…" he trailed off.

"Oh! Mimi had pink hair!"

"Yes…"

"Jyou?"

"Yes?"

"Is Mimi the reason you don't want me to get you a girlfriend?"

Jyou groaned. "Mimi is still in high school. She sees me like an older brother."

"You didn't deny it!" Gomamon looked excited.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if Mimi is the most beautiful and gracious and kindest woman in the world. She doesn't see me that way."

"Of course Mimi doesn't think you're the most beautiful woman in the world! You're a man!" Gomamon waved his flippers in exasperation.

"That's not what I—never mind. Come on. Why would Mimi be interested in me?"

"Because you're going to be a SUPER RICH DOCTOR SOME DAY!"

"Gomamon!" Jyou grabbed his partner and shook him.

"Jyou!" a lilting voice came from behind him.

Jyou froze in the middle of shaking Gomamon, who moaned from being dizzy. That voice…

A pair of perfectly manicured hands reached around Jyou's head and covered his eyes. "Guess who!" The lilting voice demanded.

Jyou's mouth felt dry. "Mimi?" He whispered.

"DING DING DING! You guessed correctly!" Mimi let go of his eyes and laughed. Jyou watched in amazement as the teenage girl floated over his head into his sight. The pink fairy Lilymon was carrying her on her shoulder.

Mimi sure knew how to make an entrance. Now everyone on the grassy quad was staring and gawking at the beautiful fairy in a tulip dress.

"Mimi!" Jyou grinned from ear to ear—then his jaw dropped in shock. His mouth tried to form words.

On his lap, Gomamon mouthed "I love you" to help him. Jyou bonked the seal's head before he said anything out loud.

"What are you doing here?" Jyou finally asked.

"Visiting you!" Mimi flipped her hair, which was currently strawberry blonde.

"But… what's the occasion?" Jyou hadn't seen Mimi wear that color hair before. It seemed to glitter in the sunlight.

"I missed you," Mimi answered with total sincerity, and Jyou's heart melted. Mimi tapped Lilymon's head and the fairy gently lowered her onto the park bench. The girl crossed her legs and scooted closer to the boy.

Jyou gulped. "You're so…spontaneous."

"Thank you." She grinned. "You're so predictable! I knew you would be right by the library."

Jyou laughed again. Then he pulled at his collar nervously, as though he was sweating. "How…how much did you hear?" His voice was higher than normal.

"I heard that you're going to be a super rich doctor!" Mimi's voice was just as high as normal.

"Yeah!" Gomamon chimed in, "Good husband material—!" Jyou clamped his hand over Gomamon's mouth.

"I-I'm so sorry! Please ignore him!" Jyou tried to laugh and sounded like a sad goose honking.

Mimi's smile wilted. She looked away and pressed down the wrinkles in her skirt. "Jyou…"

Jyou watched her nervously, praying that Gomamon hadn't ruined their precious friendship.

"Jyou, I…" Mimi snapped back to attention, a determined expression on her face. "Jyou, I miss you, and I really like you, and I want to keep visiting you like this, and if it is okay with you—I would like to date you. Is that okay?"

Jyou gaped at her. He was too honest to hold it in. "YES!"

Mimi blinked rapidly. "Really?"

"YES! I mean—" Jyou cleared his throat. "Yes."

Mimi's eyes turned misty. "I thought you only saw me as a silly little girl…"

"No! No no no! Not you! You—you're—" Jyou saw that Gomamon was mouthing instructions again, and this time Jyou followed them and repeated the words dutifully. "Mimi, you're the most beautiful, the most gracious, the k-kindest woman in the worl—!"

Mimi didn't let him finish. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Jyou responded immediately and enthusiastically. He pushed Gomamon out of his lap and pulled in Mimi. Above their heads, Lilymon conjured a flurry of rose petals that fell into the humans' hair.

All around them, everyone watching said "Awww" at the same time.

Mimi pulled her face a few inches back and she smiled tearfully at her friend. "I feel the same way about you!"

"That he's the most beautiful woman in the world?" Lilymon asked.

"Yes!" Mimi lilted.

Jyou took the compliment and kissed her again.


More to come! How many more times will they kiss?

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