Digimon are not mine. *sigh* This is a Mira (Mimi/Sora) don't like, don't read. You've been warned.
Faded Petals
LAST CHANCE!!
I looked up from the arrangement as the clock sounded the hour. Time to close finally. I gratefully locked the door to the small flower shop that I had purchased about 3 years ago. Gazing out the window at the rain, memories flooded into my consciousness again. I grimaced. How can it hurt so much, even after all this time?
Mimi was my soul mate. At first I wasn't exactly thrilled being stuck in the digital world with her. But underneath that spoiled princess mask was a heart of true gold. I began to see that she wasn't selfish at all. She had just been sheltered for most of her life. Mimi was the kindest person I had ever known. And honest too. Boy was she incredibly honest. I was worried about her at first. Actually I worried about everyone in the group. But Mimi and T.K. I worried about the most. They were both so innocent. I was afraid that Mimi wouldn't survive. She was like a porcelain doll. Everything Mimi did was graceful, even when she was stomping her tiny feet through the sewers. I was so afraid that the porcelain doll would shatter under the pressure, but she did survive. Mimi took the whole experience and thrived on it.
As I listened to the haunting melody of rain on the roof, I can't help but remember another rain storm, the one on the day I realized I loved her.......
*****flashback*******
T.K. and Kari are still both sick with the cold. The rain has been almost constant for the past week. I kneel beside the makeshift pallet, and check Kari's fever.
How is she? Joe asks, concerned.
No change.
Kari opens her eyes.
I'm okay. cough cough.
Just rest, T.K. is sleeping too.
Am not.'
T.K. Why aren't you sleeping?
I have to wait to Kari goes to sleep.
She needs me to be with her until she falls asleep. T.K. murmurs.
It was then that I realized those two belonged together. It was in every touch, every thought, an invisible bond that united them as soul mates, as one. I look down at them, for the first time understanding the depth of their commitment to each other, even at this tender age. I covered my crest as it glowed so it wouldn't awaken T.K. and Kari. The damp walls of the cave are somewhat casting a comforting glow of the fire over their pale faces. Maybe its my imagination, but they look better. Tai, Izzy and Matt had left yesterday to find some medicine to help our two youngest members. I look out the entrance, and notice that the rain has finally stopped falling, at least for the moment.
I'm going to get some more food and water. I announce to the others.
Joe nods, watching over T.K. and Kari.
Let me go with you Sora, we need to stay together. She looked at me almost pleadingly, determination in her hazel eyes. She was worried about me. Nobody had ever worried about me like that before. That was usually my job to worry about everyone else.
Sure Mimi.
We walked along the river's edge, gathering fruit from the trees as we went. Mimi chattering about fashion styles and colors and what not. She stopped suddenly. I turned curious as to what had stopped her chatter. I had never seen her so serious before.
What's wrong Mimi? I asked.
Its nothing Sora. I just wanted you to know I really envy you.
She envies me?
She sighed. You are so athletic and confident. Everyone respects your opinions, unlike me. I mean, I'm nothing more than a pretty face.
You are more than just a pretty face Mimi. You are the sweetest girl I know. I told her.
Do you want to know something else? I've always envied you Mimi. I confess.
We looked into each others eyes, as if truly seeing each other for the first time. As I looked deeply into those sparkling hazel eyes, I could feel a bond forming, tugging like an undercurrent beneath our friendship.
The soft patter of droplets pouncing on me alerted me that the sky had no intention of clearing up anytime soon. This had only been a small reprieve.
Oh no! Its raining! I yelped.
Mimi took off her pink hat and placed it on my head.
Pink really isn't your color, but it'll keep the rain off. Mimi giggled.
Mimi, you'll get all wet. I warned.
She laughed again. That laugh did something strange in the depths my heart.
I won't melt, I'm not made of sugar.
Yes you are. I argued.