Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon in any way, shape, or form, but I wish I owned the movie. :smiles: This fic is strictly Mimato, so if you don't like, don't read!

Italics: thinking

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Ch.1

Matt stared out the window as his plane circled over the New York City airport. He was extremely tired, and the only thing keeping him awake after his long flight from Tokyo was the thought of seeing Mimi again, face to face.

Matt didn't really know why he was on the plane right now, directly above New York City. One day, the other digi-destined had came up to him, huge smiles on their faces, and given him a plane ticket for a non-stop flight to NYC. He didn't know why they would bother really, but it wasn't like he minded or anything...

All Matt knew was that they had something planned, and he was completely in the dark.

This is your captain speaking, a voice came over the speakers in the cabin of the plane, We will be landing in New York City in a few minutes. The local time is 9:30AM, and the temperature in the city centre is 72 degrees Fahrenheit. Thank you for flying American Airlines, we hope to see you again soon.

Matt bent over and started to collect his belongings. He packed his song compositions neatly in a folder, and put his pen in its case. Matt lifted his bag onto his lap, and stared out the window again as the plane touched down smoothly.

Please remain seated until the plane has come to a complete stop at the terminal.

Matt quickly pulled his laptop case out of the overhead storage compartemnt as soon as the plane had stopped, and ran his fingers through his blonde hair as he waited for the crowd of people to disembark.

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Mimi anxiously clutched Micheal's arm as she waited for Matt to appear.

Can you see him? Her wavy brown hair cascaded over her bare shoulders as she stood on tip-toe to look at the people streaming out of the Arrivals gate.

Micheal, who was significantly taller than Mimi, craned his neack and looked too.

I think I can see him! Micheal lifted Mimi into the air so that she could wave to the tall teen, who was working his way through the throngs of travellers.

Yama! Over here! Mimi cried to get Matt's attention.

She saw his head turn and his eyes light up at the sound of her voice.