Disclaimer-Okie-dokes, me don't own any of the Digimon characters, so don't sue me la. Okie?
First Fic……be nice, k? Even if you think it's terrible, review and tell me……nicely. I might send you a note back that yells at you for about a page and a half, but it's just out of frustration. At the end, I'm sure I'll say thank-you. Just joking …about the yelling part, I'll say thank-you, nod nod
Essence of Love, of Sacrifice
"Shoot Matt, shoot!" Matt aims and shoots the ball.
"Three-pointer!" Mimi claps softly from the bleachers. Mimi puts on her most brilliant smile as Matt heads towards her…and passes her.
"Today he passes by me, tomorrow he'll look at me and I'm sure one day he'll ask for my name…one day." Mimi sighs in determination.
"Mimi, why are you just sitting there? Come on, let's go to the Sugar Bowl." Sora exclaims cheerfully. Mimi smiles happily and hops off the bleachers.
"Come on then! Before it gets crammed with people!"
Mimi goes home with bags of new clothes and make-up.
"Mom! Help me open the door!" Mimi screams from the front door, hoping for a reply. When no reply was heard after a while, Mimi gave up screaming and decided to drop all her things and try to climb over the fence.
"Great day to forget your keys." Mimi mutters to herself as she stares at the gate. It looks awfully taller than usual. Mimi decided to make a running start, she backs up and starts sprinting towards the fence gate. As she puts her foot out to heave herself up, the gate suddenly swings open. Mimi flies into the yard landing butt first in the grass.
"Oww…wish someone told me it wasn't locked…" Mimi mumbles. Mimi manages to get in from the back door (her family has this habit about leaving it unlocked.) As soon as she got into her room, she slumps into bed and starts ripping off the wrappers on her new stuff. She giggles happily, suddenly full of energy again as she looks through her stuff.
"Last bag! sigh tsk tsk tsk, cheap store didn't close the bag properly…" Mimi exclaims half disappointed, for her rip-the-wrappers-off-your-new-stuff time is about to come to an end. She opens the old wrinkly bag eagerly, and finds her new t-shirt and… a dirty soccer ball in it.
"Wait a sec, I didn't buy a soccer ball…" Mimi dives into the pile of wrappers and retrieves a receipt.
"Let's see… t-shirt, jacket, watch… nope, no soccer ball." Mimi stares at the ball in disbelief.
"O well, freebie of the day!" Mimi picks up the ball and examines it. "It's an used ball…" Mimi twirls it around and finds some fainting print on it.
"T…C…" Mimi reads aloud, "that's cheap! It's not even new…" Mimi shrugs and tosses it behind her, quickly forgetting about as she dives into her new clothes.
Ring ring
Mimi pulls her blanket over her head trying to block out the sound. After about two minutes of overlooking it, or should I say 'overhearing' it. Mimi finally gets up and drags herself across the floor to the bathroom. As she brushes her teeth, she starts thinking about what to do for the rest of the day.
"Mmm, since it's Saturday, I can always call Sora out and go shopping together, but then again, we went shopping yesterday…we should do something Sora would like…" Mimi thinks to herself.
When Mimi finally finishes brushing, she leaps onto her bed thinking about what to do. Mimi swings her dangling legs, and something thumps as she kicks the side of her bed. Mimi gets up and looks underneath, there under a pile of wrappers and receipts, was the soccer ball from last night.
"Hey! We can play soccer!" Mimi exclaims. She happily dials Sora's number on the phone as she twirls the ball in her other hand.
"Shoot, Mimi shoot!" Sora yells as Mimi fumbles with the ball. Mimi trips a few times but manages to kick the ball across the field. The ball soars across the field and land a half mile away from the net.
"Hey, good try! It almost went in." Sora smiled. Mimi shrugged, "Soccer's not my kind of sport anyways."
"Really? That was a great try though." A voice said behind them. Mimi turns around and finds Matt standing behind them, hands in his pocket and his friends behind him.
"You girls mind if we join your game?" Matt asks casually. Mimi looks down and blushes as she nods faintly. Sora looks at her friend in disbelief and shrugs carelessly.
"Sure, I'm guessing Mimi here won't mind either." Sora says sheepishly.
"Well, since there's so many people, we might as well make it a real game. I'll be a team captain and…Sora, right? Can be they other team captain." Everyone nods in agreement.
"Five, six, seven… It's an odd number…" Mimi thinks about that knowledgably and replies, "I can be a sub!" She then run off and sits on the bleachers. Matt gives her the thumbs-up, Mimi blushes, "Ha! I was right, rather look cool and sit down then look idiotic playing soccer with Matt." Mimi thinks to herself.
"Shoot, Matt, shoot!" Matt kicks the ball and it flies towards the net, but as it reaches the far end of the field it turns and soars out of the field.
"What? Impossible!" Matt shouts. The kid who was at the end of the field runs towards them and bellows, "The ball was going totally for the net, when this thing, with that thing, you know, slams into it, and that thing, the ball turns and, you know, heads the other way! It was weird man, it was like the ball turned on it's own."
Leaving the players mystified by what happened the kid leaves to find the ball. After what seemed like forever, the kid returns gasping for air.
"I was like gasp you know gasp looking everywhere, for gasp you know, that thing, the ball gasp but, you know, that thing, the ball, I couldn't gasp find it man! It's like it just flew off somewhere gasp I'm telling ya, it's got a mind of his own." The kid said, obviously short of breath. Once again, his words left the players dumbfounded. "That means I lost my ball…" Mimi said in a disappointed tone. She had grown quite attached to it, for it gave her a chance to be close to Matt. Matt opens his mouth, about to say something, when a gust of wind sweeps across them and soft thunder starts sounding far away.
"Guess we should start heading back." Sora suggests. Mimi nods in agreement as she joins the crowd from the bleachers. The group says their farewells and plans to play again next week. As they depart Mimi had one last glimpse of Matt before she starts to sigh.
"He looks so cute when he plays." Mimi says dreamily. Sora laughs and states, "He may be a pro in basketball, but definitely not a great player in soccer. He uses to much force in kicking, he should actually…" Sora goes on talking about how Matt can perfect his skills, but Mimi was already trapped inside her own imagination.
Mimi opens the front door and yells inside, "I'm home!" When again, no reply was heard, she went upstairs and took a nice long bath. When she got out, she wrapped her hair with a towel and sat down on her bed searching for the TV remote control. Mimi's hand accidentally hits something hard, she pokes it a few times. Thinking that her mom probably was sweeping the floor when she picked up her crystal ball from Halloween off the floor, she lifts the covers hastily. As she peeks under the covers, she covers her mouth to muffle out her screams. Underneath the sheets, all dirty and muddy, is the 'TC' soccer ball…
"How'd it get here?" Mimi asks rhetorically. As if answering Mimi's answer, the soccer ball starts bouncing up and down on Mimi's bed. Mimi squirms and edges towards the bedroom door. The ball bounces off the bed and sits in between Mimi and the exit.
"Uh oh…" Mimi backs up and feels the wall pressing against her. Mimi watches in terror as the ball bounces up and down.
"What do you want?" Mimi says quivering slightly. Delighted that Mimi finally chooses to speak to it, the ball bounces closer to Mimi. Mimi slides slightly to the left trying to keep as far away from 'it' as possible.
"You a ghost or something?" The ball bounces a few times on the spot.
"Take that as a yes." The ball bounces once on the spot.
"Can I help you?" The ball starts bouncing furiously on the spot.
"How can I help you? Should I bury you or something?" The ball spins in a circle wrathfully.
"Ok, ok! I won't bury you! But how can I help you?" The ball jumps once and rolls across the carpet and stops at the bookshelf. There 'it' nudges on one of the books.
"You want me to read that?" The ball bounces once and rolls away, knowing that Mimi would refuse to go near the book with 'it' near the shelf. Mimi slowly inches her way across and as soon as she grabs the book she races beck to the corner she was at before.
"Aladdin," She reads aloud "The story of Aladdin finding a magic lamp in a cave, after three rubs, a genie appears enabling him to make three wishes…" Mimi looks at the ball in disbelief.
"You don't want me to rub you three times…right?" Mimi asks hopefully. The soccer ball rolls around as if it was unsure itself.
"Will you leave me alone if I do that?" The ball bounces once. Mimi doesn't say a word, instead she leaps into the bathroom. There was a sound of running water and two minutes later Mimi re-entered the room.
"I'm not touching you until you clean yourself, look at all the mud on you!" The ball jumps up, surely surprised by this odd behavior. It shrugs (sort of) and rolls inside. Mimi hears splashing, like something has dived into the tub. Soon the ball returns all dried after rolling on the towel Mimi lay on the ground from earlier before.
Mimi closes her eyes and stretches out her hand. The ball rolls across and stops as soon as it touches her hand. Mimi flinches when the ball comes closer, she softly holds the ball in place in one hand and other hand in place ready to rub. She slowly strokes the ball once. Opening one eye to peek, the ball shakes a little as if to tell her to hurry up. Mimi takes a deep breath and rubs it another two times. As soon as she finishes the stroking, Mimi leaps into the bed and pulls the covers over her head. Trembling, she peeks under the covers to see if the ball was still there. To her terror the ball was still there, motionless.
"Maybe it left already…" Mimi digs up all her courage and gets out of bed. She looks at the ball and shuddering she kicks the ball out of her bedroom door. She runs to the door and slams it before anything can happen. To her dismay, she heard a male voice shout 'ow'.
"Dad!?" Mimi asks hopefully. She suddenly feels a cold draft go through her, coming through the door and her own body was the ghost trapped inside the soccer ball.
"AWWWWWWWW!!!!" Mimi screams, she turns around and tries to open the door. When the doorknob refuses to turn, Mimi dashes towards the open patio, standing in the open air, she closes her eyes and takes a few deep breaths.
"Dreaming, dreaming! Told you to get more sleep, Mimi, you're hallucinating now!" Mimi sat there for a long time, far off in the distance she hears the sound of a car going up a driveway.
"Dad must be home!" Mimi sighs in delight. Mimi opens her eyes slowly. She looks around the whole terrace, when no sight of the ghost was found, she slowly gets up and double checks.
"Phew, see, Mimi? Hallucinating." Mimi looks out into the open air and looks towards the driveway.
"Guess that wasn't dad…" Mimi turns around and there standing with a confused expression on his face, was the ghost. Horrified, Mimi's first instance was to turn around and run, but when Mimi turns around she trips over flowerpot and she hits the railings. Falling on the floor, Mimi sits in the corner cowering in the shadows.
"I'm too young to die!" Mimi mutters to herself.
"You know, I can't even touch you. I'm a ghost remember?" The ghost says softly. Mimi looks at him, he has a very serious and sincere expression on.
"Ya right." Mimi manages to say, her voice quivering from crying.
"Try me." The ghost says simply. Mimi's curiosity got the better of her and she slowly reaches out her hand. The ghost opens his palm, with a grin on his face he waits for Mimi to reach him. Only about an inch left until their hands meet, taking a deep breath she slaps her hand on his. SLAP!
"AHHHHHHHHH!" Mimi screams loudly. The ghost looks at his hand in disbelief.
"Cool! Didn't know I could do that! Sorry, lady…my bad." Tai apologizes, sticking out his tongue in embarrassment.
Hehe, first fic, be nice and give me some suggestions, plz. And I wouldn't mind somebody telling me how a person can suddenly be NOT mortified of a ghost. Think Mimi's a little too scared right now. =P