Chapter1

"We are engaged!" his younger brother and Taichi's younger sister exclaimed simultaneously. Their faces were filled with pure excitement and happiness of that of a newly engaged couple. Normally on such ocassion, for most people -those other than Ishida Yamato- they would have countered the news with equal enthusiam, right before raining the couple with words of congratulations and wishing for their happiness.

For Yamato however, the supposedly delightful news made his stomach clenched up in knots.

He could not believe what he was hearing- Maybe he heard wrong, just maybe. There was no way his little brother was getting married, right? Though in reality, Hikari had been Takeru's long term girlfriend for almost eight years now... But still, they shouldn't, they couldn't! Not so soon. Was this some kind of elaborate joke? Has to be! Or is it? Today isn't April fools or anything right? First of April went by at least a month ago. Train of possibilities were spiraling and overwhelming inside of Yamato's head and he found his mind trapped, going around in circles in pursuit for the right answer. He wasn't aware he had staring into empty space that went through his younger brother who was sitting across the table. He was utterly bewildered, his throat felt dry and the time seemed to freezed around him.

"Are you okay brother?" Takeru decided to break the uncomfortable silence on their table. But to no avail, seconds went by and his older blonde was still in his state of daze and haze. Takeru glaced over to his fiance worrily before he called out once more, this time louder, in hope to get their long awaited outburst of excitement from Yamato. "Ni-san."

Yamato jerked slightly in his chair, still baffled, looking like he had just been brought back to the reoccurring reality. "Yeah?"

"You are gaping." Hikari pointed out, with her customary concern look on her delicate face.

"Spaced out." Takeru added after his fiance, raising an eyebrow at his elder brother.

The older blonde inadvertently let out a disheartened sigh. "I-I'm fine." he muttered, rubbing in between his eyebrows.

Feeling especially disappointed with his big brother's reaction, Takeru narrowed his eyes. He believed that Yamato was not pleased, or rather disapprove of his decision on marrying Hikari. Mostlikely over his usual selfish reason. Yamato might not said it, but Takeru could read through him like an open book. "Are you not happy with our engagement?" the younger of the Ishida brothers decided to outright spoke his mind and he couldn't help but frown slightly as he spoke.

Panic shone from Yamato's sharp azure eyes that quickly met Takeru's. "It's not like that." he protested. Okay, that was a lie.

"Then why are you acting like this... like you are not excited for us?"

"I am not!" Yamato denied, raising his voice a little higher, slamming the table with both hands as he stood abruptly from his seat, gaining everyone's attention in the restaurant. He felt blood rushing up to his head at the accurate accusation.

In response to his elder brother's sudden outburst, Takeru too, raised from his chair in displeasure that he had been trying to suppress, "Not what? Come on brother, you don't have to lie to us!" his voice rose higher to matched Yamato's.

It was considered rare for Yamato, to see his younger brother so vexed, and though Yamato knew he himself had gone too far by acting on impulse like he was, he just couldn't stand the fact that his younger brother was actually settling down. Honestly, Takeru's ecstatic expression when he announced his engagement was what upset him most, and Yamato hadn't seen his little brother smiled like that for God knows how long.

"I'm not lying, I just don't know what to say!" Yamato argued.

"Don't know what to say?" Takeru snorted, narrowing his eyes at his brother, "Your brother is about to get married and you don't know what to say?"

"Well what do you expect?"

"A congratulation? Maybe a toast? You don't even look happy for us or for me." Takeru pressed a finger on his own chest. "Just what is wrong with me marrying the love of my life?"

The love of his life.

Those words stung Yamato like an arrow pierced through his heart. Maybe it was the fact that Takeru had found and he quote, 'the love of his life' and was about to start a new life on his own, with his own family; without Yamato in the picture, just Hikari and their future children. His younger brother no longer needed him and this reality was a disaster to Yamato. It was something he feared for a long time now, from the day Takeru confessed he had feelings for Hikari. So how could Takeru demanded a congratulation from him?

Yamato knew he was being selfish, but there was nothing that could change the fact that he felt betrayed by his own brother and now, he made a fool of himself in front of Takeru and Hikari, not to mention in public, just because he couldn't mask his emotion.

With the cold tension building up between the two brothers, Hikari rose from her seat and started pulling on her fiance's arm to get him to sit. "Takeru, that's enough. Everyone's staring at us." Hikari pointed out almost in a whisper and Takeru did just that, he sat back down and not before throwing an angry glare at Yamato who was still standing, knuckling his hands so hard that he could feel his blunt nails digging into his hand palm.

"Is that The Wolves vocalist?" a girl, two table behind Takeru and Hikari questioned her friend to confirm.

"I think he's that Ishida Yamato." another loud whispery voice could be heard coming from somewhere behind the said rock star.

"As expected, he's so good looking."

"I told you, it was him."

"So that's his brother?" a girl giggled, "Equally cute."

"Yamato ni-san, I think you should sit-"

"Hikari, does your brother know about this?" cutting her off her words, Yamato demanded answer from his soon to be sister in law, ignoring every whispered words around him and his younger brother's earlier remarks.

Hikari eyes furrowed with anguish, all the while avoided Yamato's gaze."He knew, that's why he's not here tonight." She answered almost too softly.

"Ha! Even Taichi's not-"

"He's upstairs, in one of the hotel rooms about to propose to his girlfriend." Takeru cut his brother's victory words before he could finish. "Just so you know, unlike you, Taichi is excited for us, and we have decided to have a double wedding on the same day."

Yamato could feel his stomach wretched for the second time today, and this time was far worse than the first. Why was everyone leaving him? First, it was his mother, then his father, now even his brother and best friend...

He made a mental note to berate Taichi about this later.

Yamato grunted. "Wow, everyone is getting fucking married."

Only one thing left on Yamato's mind. I am doomed to be alone forever aren't I?

Takeru and Hikari could not find the right word to respond, the younger of the blond was considering weather to bolt out of the resturant or wait for the events to unfold. There was silence amongst them, people were whispering. Takeru was about to rise from his seat, but was suspened when his rock star of a brother threw his head back laughing hard manically.

The moment Yamato ended his abrupt laughter, he moderately reached out for the wine bottle that rested on the table. His two rocker rings hitting the cold wine bottle surface, letting out the sound that chimed sharply before he raised the bottle up, high enough for a toast. "To my brother and his lovely fiance. Congratulations on your engagement little brother!" he said, faking a charming smile that Takeru and Hikari easily seen through but managed to convinced the audiences, and before the younger blond could mouth his own bewildered response, Yamato gulped the entire bottle of wine down his throat as he heard cheers and sounds of clapping hands from everyone in the restaurant.

Putting down the empty bottle back on the finely laced clothed table, feeling tipsy, Yamato then took out his designer brand sun-glasses that was clung on the V-neck collar of his white shirt, putting them on and flung his black leather jacket on his left shoulder before unceremoniously walk away from the table, from Takeru and his soon-to-be wife.

Wearing sunglasses indoor was not cool, he knew that well. But for the sake of concealing his extreme depression, he didn't care. His little brother and best friend are about to get married and yes, these cases were his greatest nightmare. He knew this would happened sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. For some people, eight years might be considered 'late', but not for Yamato and these were probably, just highlighted as the two worst life time crisis he'd gotten in years, and they were a draw! Second being his father, Ishida Hiroaki's engagement and marriage with a woman of the same age as his eldest son, which happened almost two years ago.

He wasn't sure what will happen next. What to do? Should he ignore his brother and his best friend like he did his father? or pretend that their engagement doesn't effect him at all? Should he apologize for his uncalled behavior towards Takeru? He couldn't decided.

Since the damaged had been done, he'll worry about them later. For now, he need to take his mind off the unplesantaries and get himself very drunk tonight, alone at his favorite club. Then catch a vulnerable pretty face, who would be willing to go for a one-night-stand. The night is young afterall.

xxxx

"Catherine Deneuve, will you marry me?"

Taichi couldn't remember the last time he felt this nervous.

Now here he was, kneeling on one knee before the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. The little elegant, diamonds engraved jewelry sat in the center of the velvet fabricated ring box waiting still for the proposed woman to take it out of it's place.

Every variety of his beloved Catherine's favorite flowers were beautifully decorated all around the room.

He had prepared for this day for almost a week now and he still wasn't sure if everything was perfect enough. He was never a perfectionist, he was always the contrary, but in this circumstance, everything had to be perfect. There was the dinner set sitting in the corner of the room already feasted, a gift of her worshiped designer's dress and now a surprise proposal. This was, as a matter of fact, the moment of truth and he was almost too certain that his model girlfriend would gladly accept his offer and they would make sweet sweet love after she'd said yes, probably in about five seconds?

Catherine looked tensed, staring down at him in bewilderment.

Suddenly, Taichi felt even more anxious than he already was. There were always times when Taichi couldn't read his girlfriend's mind and this was one of those times.

Taichi waited and waited, and Catherine was looking more and more distressed every second and there were panic shone from her warm baby blue eyes that Taichi managed to caught on before she hastily looked away.

"So?" he remarked, forcing a lopsided grin, assuring himself that it was just his imagination.

"I'm sorry Taichi."

Her words hit him like a ton of bricks and for a split second, Taichi was sure he actually stopped breathing.

His girlfriend crossed her arms, looked away and sighed wearily,"You know that I can't get married now."

"Why?" Taichi demanded as he frowned, his kneeling position never wavered.

"I'm a model Taichi!" Catherine spat, glancing back furiously at her boyfriend.

"So what? There are plenty of models who got married!"

"You don't understand! I'm almost at the top of my career and I know what's on your petty little mind." she said in rage."You want children right after marriage and I cannot help you with that! I've told you before that I don't want to have any child in my life, let alone three children!"

That's right. Catherine was an anti children and Taichi himself wanted three. Two boys and one girl. That was the plan. He have told her about this before. Hell, he even told every single girl he'd dated.

He thought that maybe if he could open Catherine's heart to love him more, just maybe, she would agree with him on this, just this once on this particular matter. It frustrated him, that even though Catherine was his girlfriend, she rarely agreed with most of the things he did or chosen to do. He felt so stupid to have believed that Catherine would actually agreed on marrying him, and now as it turned out, he was wrong. He was delusional! He could have seen it coming. What a fool he had made himself to be.

He blamed Takeru for this. He wouldn't have gotten the courage to proposed to his 'model' girlfriend if it wasn't for the fact that Hikari got proposed and she would marry ahead of him; the older brother of the Yagami family.

Taichi was a family man, he wanted, or rather planned to get married ahead of Hikari. Have kids, who would be older than his younger sister's kids and he would have them protect their aunt, future cousins and nieces. He knew that this doesn't make sense to anyone other than himself, but he felt the need to still be an older brother to his frail Hikari even after she wedded.

"Look, I would have agreed on marrying you if you were to ask me three years later."

Taichi grunted in disbelief, then nonchalantly stood on his feet at her remark,"I've waited long enough Cath." he said bitterly, "I'm giving you a choice. Marry me," he paused, taking out the engagement ring from it's box then handing it to his girlfriend, "Or we break up."

Okay, so it wasn't like he really wanted to break up with Catherine. She was his only hope when it came to his plan. He was angered and desperate. He told himself If she really loved him, she would not decided on the later option, so he took his chance.

She would definitely chose to marry him right?

"Don't joke with me about this Taichi." Catherine looked completely astounded.

Taichi shrugged away his sudden doubt caused by the look on Catherine's face.

"I'm not joking. I am serious." Taichi's face was extremely deadpanned, considering the many times he always wasn't. "I'll make it easy for you, a yes we'll get married and a no, we break up right here, right now."

"You can't do this to me! We've dated for almost two years now, can't you wait just a little longer?"

"Yes or no?" Taichi demanded, ignoring his girlfriend's proposition.

"This is about your sister isn't it?"

Taichi gritted his teeth at the mention of Hikari. "Don't you dare bring her into our argument!"

"Your whimsy sister is getting married before you and-"

Taichi grabbed on Catherine's wrist so hard that she winced,"I'm warning you Deneuve!"

"Let go!" she yelped, desperately trying to get out of her boyfriend's grip, but to no luck, his grip only tightened even more as she kept struggling.

"Why do you always have to bring my sister into every argument!?"

"You're always talking about her so why can't I?"

"Because you always speak ill of her!" Taichi pointed out, his usual warm chocolate eyes were now filled with anger and irritation. "I know you never liked her! You have been holding a grudge against her since she accidentally knocked on her wine glass and ruined one of your stupid dresses!"

The accidentally part was a lie. He knew Hikari too, was never really fond of his girlfriend. She said, Catherine's too autocratic, too self-centered, and Hikari was especially upset with Catherine when she insulted Takeru, calling him a pauper for being a writer in front of Taichi's whole family, his grandmother and grandfather included.

"She did it on purpose!" Catherine yelled at her boyfriend's face, "And my dresses aren't stupid. In fact they are smarter than you are!"

Taichi snickered sarcastically at her insult as he loosen his grip on the woman before him. "Yeah right! This came from the girl who had failed grade one Japanese Language for two years straight, doesn't know anything about soccer and not to mention, no sense of humor. All you ever do is complain and nag, I'm sick of you!"

The hurt in her light cobalt blue eyes were apparent, glassy, she was about to cry. She displayed this particular look every time he pointed out her flaws, signifying the end of their , it wasn't his fault now was it? she was the one who had always started it.

"Then why do you want to marry someone like that? someone like me?!" she bellowed back, slapping him hard across his face.

Without sprouting another word, not even bothered to touch the red throbbing marred on his tan face, he quietly glared back at the woman before him.

She was right.

Why would he want to marry someone like her? He was a fool. Foolish enough to want to propose to her, only to be rejected over her career and now, all he wanted to do was to walk out on her, out of this room, and never return.

And he did.

xxxx

Her day couldn't get any worse.

First, she spilled her coffee on her expensive white blouse. Then on her way to work, the windscreen and side windows of her car were blurred by the heavy rain which lead to a mishap involving a dead cat. Even though she knew she was going to be late for work, she had to go to the nearby park and gave a proper burial for the poor cat in the midst of heavy rain and silently pray for his soul, muttering words of apology as she did, before running back to her car. The rain soaked through her ivory dress and the coldness caused her to sneeze a couple of times. She couldn't care less if she would catch a cold the next day, a slim chance for a strong woman with incredible antibody like her. Still, she was glad at least she got to get a change of clothes at work. It was one of the many perks of being the head fashion designer in her company, she could just grab any garment, any time she wants.

When she got there, while on her way walking on foot from the parking lot to the building, she had to slipped and tripped inadvertantly. She wasn't sure what was worse then, the fact that she had become the subject of her employees laughing stock or that her overnight work of designs papers were sprawled all over the wet floor, every piece of them were soaked in the puddles of water and rain. She was supposed be showing them to her client later that day and she had bathed them in puddles of rain, all thanks to her tenuous clumsiness.

And as if every Gods in the world were against her, after work that day, her mother called.

"What do you want?" she answered crudly.

"Where are your manners? Is that your way of talking to your own mother?"

Sora bit her lower lip -a habit Sora loathe she inherited from her mother, a hand rubbing her forehead to ease her current headache that was her mother. "State your business mother." she demanded sharply. "I don't have so much time for you to waste."

There was a short uncomfortable pause, before Sora heard her mother sigh in what sounded to be in defeat and she could picture the older woman biting her lower lip on the other end of the line. "I was told you broke up with-"

"That was none of your business!" Sora asserted with rage, "It was all your fault! You were the one who begged me to go on that blind date with that jerk. I knew I shouldn't have listened to you!"

"I'm sorry Sora. Please understand I just want what is best for you, I didn't know-"

"I don't know where you found out about this but we broke up three weeks ago and there's nothing to talk about!"

"Sora dear, I -"

"If you have nothing else to say to me, then I'll-"

"Please Sora, just one more blind date. Just- one more... I promise, you will like him."

"No! No more blind dates, no more stupid matchmaking!" Out of annoyance and fury, Sora pressed the end button on her phone before her mother could reply then propelled her cell to the seat next to her.

"Every single time..." she muttered to herself as she dropped her forehead to rest on the steering wheel.

Sora was known to her friends and colleagues as a gentle woman, she would help when nessecary and never lashed out in fury like she did to her mother. She always had to lose her temper whenever she was talking with her mother and they would ended up in a heated argument. How could they not, when her mother had always demanded something she would never agreed with. Funny thing was, in the end, she would obeyed her mother.

And it had been hell.

Sora had lost everything she truly loved. It all started back when her father left her mother for another woman. Her mother made her quit the soccer team in junior high, said she doesn't raised her daughter to be a boy and shouldn't have participated in such barbaric activities. Then she was forced to learn Ikabana against her will, something she disliked doing. Then there was the tennis club, which she secretly attended to in high school. When her mother found out, she had to quit and she still remembered that was the day she threatened her mother that she would leave home which then earned herself a fierce slap across the face and that was also the first time she saw her mother cried since Sora's father left them.

Then there were the blind dates since she graduated from university. For some unknown reason, her mother kept pushing her to go on those dates and it's been the fourth time now. Every single guy her mother matched up for her always broke her heart. Either they would cheated on her, abused her or ran off with her expensive jeweleries. She still couldn't understand why her mother was so eager to send her one and only daughter to another man, has she learned nothing from the divorce? from when her husband, Sora's father left them? Did she want to see her daughter suffer as well? What kind of mother would do that to her own daughter?

Maybe the divorce has left mother's mind screwed.

One of the few things she did grateful towards her mother was that she actually let Sora took fashion design course after she graduated from high school, which lead her to her current job. Though for a almost a year now, her mother wouldn't stop pestering her on taking over her flower shop and teach Ikabana in her place. Sora couldn't just abandoned her job over it. She just couldn't see herself attending to her mother's flower shop and teach her least favorite activity, every single day for the rest of her live. No way.

Another best thing in her life aside from her work was, Tachikawa Mimi. Her bestest friend since they were in junior high. Sora couldn't have had made it through living with her mother if she hadn't met Mimi. Though they went to separate universities since they graduated from high school (because Mimi took interest in cooking and baking) their friendship was still going strong. Mimi was always there whenever Sora needed her and Sora to Mimi. They were more skin to sisters than best freinds.

Speaking of which, maybe I should call Mimi. It's Friday night, Sora thought she needed to get at least a little tipsy before the day ends. She must have just gotten off from work and on her way home.

Sora rose from her sit, hastily took a grab of her cell phone and dialed Mimi's number.

"Hey Mimi, are you on your way home?"

"Sora! I need your help." there was urgency in Mimi's voice and Sora immediately straightened herself in her seat and started her car engine.

"What is it? Are you okay?"

"Ki-Kiriha is with another woman." Mimi spoke softer this time, almost whispery and Sora could picture the unusual display of Mimi's sad face on the verge of crying, trembling like a scared kitten.

"What? Where are you?"

"Royal Park Hotel! They are having dinner together right now, holding hands!" Mimi's voiced boomed so loud it bombinated Sora's ears. The girl may be sweet and naive, but her reaction was always unpredictable. "Can you believe this? He has never, not once bring me here! That good for no-"

As Mimi went on and on with her complaints, Sora promptly set out from the parking lot and accelerated towards her destination. She knew that guy was trouble, but since Mimi told her she had found an engagement ring in Kiriha's room, Sora thought maybe that Aounuma Kiriha was actually serious with Mimi.

"Are you sure that was him?" Sora asked, not hanging up on the phone.

"One hundred percent! He's wearing that blazer I bought him."

"Hang in there Mimi, I'll be there right away! Don't go confront him alone." As if she heard Mimi nodded in agreement from the other line, Sora hung up the phone, both hands gripping on the steering wheel as she accelrated away, the speed forcing her back in the seat, cutting through cars and traffic lights.

She's going to teach that two timer a lesson for breaking Mimi's heart.

xxx

Mimi couldn't believe it.

Rather, she didn't want to believe it.

She waited for her boyfriend after work to pick her up, but he wasn't there. Then she went over his apartment, knocked on his door, but he wasn't there. She went looking for him at his work place, but he wasn't there. She called him on his cell so many times, but it was inactive.

Until she saw him, while she was walking on the street on her way home. He was in his Honda car pulled up at a traffic light. His shoulder length blond hair was unmistakeable. He wasn't alone. There was another girl. A girl who was definitely not her.

He was laughing with that other woman, kissing her lips chastely.

Mimi felt her knees went limp, her grip on her bag loosen and the dinner she prepared for Kiriha in a bento box, fell on the wet and puddled floor of the side road. She wanted to yell out his name, went over and hit him over and over again with her bags but she couldn't. A part of her didn't want to believe it was him. Instead, she hastily waved her hand for a cab ride. Soon after one came, she went in, leaving her bento box sprawled on the street, then urged the driver to follow the blue Honda that was her boyfriend's.

The entire cab ride, her heart was beating furiously. She wanted to cry, yet she couldn't. Her heart hurt so painfully at the thought of her Kiriha being with another woman. It had never crossed her mind. She was too naive after all. Sora had always warned her for being so and trusted Kiriha too much, because that attitude will only bring her heartbreak.

Guess Sora was right.

But maybe, maybe that girl was just his colleague. Still, he did kissed her. Last time she checked, there was no kissing policy amongst colleagues.

Before Mimi knew it, the cab stopped in front of a hotel. She saw Kiriha stepped out of his car, opened the door for his mistress and gave his car key to the valet.

Then it hit her, the fact that Kiriha never once bring her to a place like this. He always said it was too expensive and that he couldn't afford it, but guess what! There he was, hand in hand with another woman who's beauty cannot even compare to Mimi's- Oh, how dare he!

Getting out of the cab, not before paying the cab driver, Mimi rushed inside the hotel. Walked through the lobby, searching for any sign of Kiriha and that woman.

It wasn't long before she found them, seated across each other in a table of a grand restaurant, not far from the lobby. Mimi hid herself behind the pillar outside the restaurant, her pair of warm yet saddened caramel eyes never leaving the two, even when one of the waitress asked her if she would like to have a table and she just shrugged her away.

Even though she was angry, she was weak. Afraid to approach the couples seated romantically across the restaurant. She just didn't know what to do. Don't know what to believe.

Should she-

Her phone buzzed in her bag. Hoping it was Sora, she swiftly dug into her pink handbag and once she found her phone, relief washed over her when she saw the name on the screen. It was Sora. Her timing couldn't have been better.

She pressed the answer button on her phone and the sound of Sora's voice eased her anxiety. Mimi asked her to come to the hotel and Sora, the bestest friend she'd ever had- did as told and warned Mimi not to confront that bastard of a boyfriend herself. Mimi was glad that Sora would soon come to her rescue. She had always been Mimi's hero in fact. The only person that could encourage her was Sora.

More than twenty minutes passed and Sora hadn't showed up. Mimi's impatience grown and her mind listed series of scenarios on how to approach her cheating boyfriend. Monitoring him having a romantic meal with another woman made her blood boiled with rage. But she needed to stay calm before Sora arrive, Mimi reminded herself and see how things go before she proceed wrecking the entire restaurant on impulse. Even if she approached them, she wouldn't know the right words to say, or she might ended up hurting someone. So it was best that she waited for Sora.

A commotion started brewing up from the other side of the restaurant. Mimi turned her attention to the commotion and her gaze caught a familiar handsome blond man with sharp eyes stood from his seat, seemingly to have an argument with another younger blond.

The older blond looked so familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on who he was.

Then she heard one of the girls squirmed his name, "Ishida Yamato."

Oh yes. He was that rock star. Plenty of scandal that one, and a playboy, but truly good looking. He was everything every woman wanted their man to be. Aside from his godly appearance, he was talented, tall, well-dressed, he have that princely aura around him, not to mention loaded. He looked almost like Kiriha appearance wise; the shoulder length blonde hair, although Ishida Yamato's was of darker shade of gold whereas Kiriha's bright blonde, and those intriguing sharp eyes... but still, he can't be compared to her Kiriha-

Speaking of which...

Focus Mimi! Focus! she told herself, shaking her head furiously and her gaze averted back to her current problem that was her cheater boyfriend, Kiriha.

Mimi felt her heart fell as she saw Kiriha on his knees, proposing to a girl that wasn't her, with the ring she found three days ago in his apartment. From this far of a distance, she could tell that was the ring, the beautiful sapphire gem were gleaming, though at the time she thought she preffered a ruby or an emerald. Well, point was, she had foolishly thought Kiriha was going to propose to her with that ring! She had been too happy, secretly waiting for his proposal. And as it turned out, that ring was not meant for her. It was for his other woman.

She felt tears unvoluntarily started streaming down her face.

A part of her wanted to run away, another part wanted to tear that woman's hair until she went bald, but her feet was glued to the floor. She felt her heart and her love were being trumpled upon, her mind went blank the moment that woman, who stole his man accepted his proposal. She jumped on him for a tight embrace and he leaned into her, kissing her passionately and everyone around them cheered.

When was the last time he kissed Mimi that way? Mimi couldn't remember, it's been too long.

How could he did this to her?

Mimi thought she had been nothing but a devoted girlfriend. She was always there for him. She brought him homemade meals to his work place everyday even when she was busy. Cleaned his apartment for him, since he was such a sloppy person. When he was sick, she took care of him day and night, even missed going to work for him and-

"Are you alright Miss?" a deep male voice asked her in a soothing tone.

Mimi gasped in realization when she felt another presence stood before her so close that she could feel his breathing, a hand on her shoulder.

"I- Who are-" her words were cut short when she realized who stood before her.

Ishida Yamato.

Standing near such a Godlike creature was so overwhelming, that for a moment Mimi actually forgotten about her boyfriend's betrayal.

"Who made a beautiful girl like you crying in a public like this?" he pointed out with a smirk that made Mimi blushed.

Was he flirting with her?

Mimi quickly wiped her tears away. Her eyes red and puffed. "I-It was nothing." she sobbed and faked a smile for him before limply walking away from him and the restaurant.

What took Sora so long? She couldn't stand it anymore. She needed to get away from this place.

"Hey-" he called out to her again, but was cut off by another familiar voice.

"Mimi?"

Kiriha-kun.

Mimi stopped in her track, not even bother to turn her head back, looking down on the floor, her tears were flowing continuously.

"What are you doing here Mimi?" Kiriha asked her, there was a hint of shock in his voice.

Mimi turned around to face her supposedly ex-boyfriend and gave him a sad smile, her tears were visible. "Nothing. I'm just leaving." she told him softly before she tried to run, but Kiriha stopped her, latched on to her right wrist.

"Mimi wait!"

"Let go!" Mimi demanded, "I hate you!"

"Let me explain!"

"There's nothing to explain! I saw you and her with my own eyes. How could you do this to me?! What have I done wrong?" Mimi started hitting Kiriha, "I hate you, I hate you!"

"Stop it you bitch!" Kiriha's new fiance pulled Mimi away from him and slapped her hard across the face. "You have no right to blame him. All you ever do is pestering him, following him around. You are his burden, a nuisance and now that he is mine, stay away from him!"

"Miko-"

"Let's go Kiriha." the ebody haired woman pushed Mimi to the groud and pulled his fiance along with her, leaving the brunette crying her heart out on the floor. Her face was hurting from the slap, her bum was hurting from the fall of being pushed down to the hard ceramic floor. But her heart was hurting the most.

Her cries grew louder and louder every second. Her crying echoed around the entire hall and lobby of the hotel, including the restaurant. She knew she was being a baby, but she couldn't stop herself.

Little did she know that there was a certain rock star who had been standing there all along, watching the entire scene. He walked towards her without a second of hesitation. And before anyone else could get to see the crying woman, he carried Mimi bridal style, walked out of the hotel and on to the parking lot to get to his limo, while the entire time Mimi was crying in his chest.

Alright, so here's my new story. I hope I haven't disappoint you all with this first chapter.I know I haven't improve much in my grammar and vocab department, but bear with me, I haven't been writing for months :p If anyone out there wanted to beta for me, PM me kay?

I classified this story as Taiora, but why are there more Mimato in this chapter? That's because this story consist of both fair Taiora and Mimato. Taiora part will come next chapter. I'll get to the drunk part soon too, don't worry. It'll be fun.

I also wanted to note that Aonuma Kiriha, Mimi's mean boyfriend is actually that cool Yamato (not quite) look alike from Digimon Fusion.

As always, I wanted to know how you think of my new story. so do review my dear readers. Just be gentle okay ;p