I don't own Digimon or any of its characters (but if the owners want to give me Mimi and Matt,no problem ^^ )

English is not my first language,so yeah I'm learning it so please don't criticize my mistakes so much okay? Anything wrong send me a message or comment so I can fix it!

If you don't like Mimato (Mimi x Yamato) don't read it! I have nothing against other ships/couples but I just like this one more!So respect,please!

Enjoy!


Girl meets Trouble

Sora's red leather couch was, unexpectedly, comfortable. I mean, not that I actually cared if it was comfortable or not. In any other situation I would complain, cry and scream until she give me her bed to sleep, but last night, she was not alone, which means that not only her boyfriend was sleeping when I came in but also her comfy, warm bed with goose pillows was covered with dirty of their adult activity. So between sleeping in the clean couch and the nest of sex, I absolutely pick option number one.

I woke up with the stupid sound of something in the kitchen, well at least I think it was in kitchen. I am not in the mood to pretend to be a detective so I didn't bother to search from where the sound is coming from. The only three things that I am sure about that: 1. it's morning since was pretty clear outside as I looked at the window. 2. I feel like crap which is completely normal considering what happened last night. 3. Sora is at work, she never misses it even when she is sick, vomiting her guts out.

...

Wait.

If Sora's at work and her boyfriend probably is too. Yeah, sure he is. After all he is a…What the heck does he do? Sora told me but I can't remember. Maybe I should have paid attention when she was talking about him…Anyway, most people work in mornings so yeah. It isn't him too...I think

So, if it isn't Sora nor her boyfriend and of course, it's not me, then...Oh lord.

I get out of the couch in the speed of light and started searching for anything sharp enough to hurt. I picked my nail file inside my purse and sneaked to the kitchen .That was where the sound was coming from…right? I cursed myself for not given care to that. Damn, I really should be more cautious and careful about things.

The dining table is the closest part of the living room to the kitchen and in an instinct to protect myself from the undiscovered danger I hid under it. I looked at the wall that separates the two rooms. It's painted in a beautiful salmon color with photo frames all over the wall. While I gazed at the pictures I stopped when I saw a little one in the corner. It shows a happy group of friends. A handsome tanned guy was drinking a beer while two girls, a brunette and a red headed, sung in the karaoke machine with a couple making out behind them. It's strange to see him like this, all happy and smiling. I can't even remember the last time I saw him smiling. Maybe it was in that party, before the fights and lies.

"What are you doing under the table?" I jumped at the surprising sound, turning faster at the questioner and pointing the nail file to him. To my surprise (or should I say relief?) it isn't a scary and outdated ski mask that my nail file is pointed at.

His blue eyes are the most vivid and, at the same time, the coldest I have ever seen. His skin is white as snow and I wonder how it hasn't melted in touch with the warm gold of his hair. Oh my, I expected to meet a thief not a god.

He chuckled and my body shivered at the sound at such beautiful harmony. "And what are you going to do with this? Shape my nails?" He smirked and took me a second to realize that the divine creature was talking to me. I opened my mouth to say something but my voice didn't come out.

He knelt to be at the same height I am. His face inches of mine and his breath touching me lightly. My heart is beating fast and my brain is having a big trouble to understand if this is real or just one more dream. His smirk continues to play on his face and I can't stop thinking on how sexy it is. "Hey…Has the cat got you tongue?" His hand touched my face and something cold made me look at it. My eyes widened when I saw the little accessory in his finger. "Or do you…" I cut his sentence in the middle and looked behind me, at the big portrait over the wall. I cursed again. I reeeally should pay more attention at what Sora says.

I slapped his hand and glared at him. "Y-You…" He rose an eyebrow waiting for me to continue "Y-You are Sora's b-boyfriend!" I raised myself fast forgetting that I was under the table and hitting my head on it. The pain spread through my head and a fell in the ground screaming. I heard him laughing out loud and glared again at him. "S-Stop laughing! It hurt, you know!" At this point he was rolling over the ground laughing so much that made me full of anger. How dare him! Laughing at the others pain, so mean!

I stood up, this time without hitting any part of my body "Stop it!" I screamed and this time, he really stopped. "Sorry" He said and I knew he didn't mean it. He was grinning and lying relaxed on the floor, even I child would say that this isn't the attitude of someone that is sorry for something.

I snorted and tried to look at anything but him. If one minute before I would have kissed him then now I would totally punch him until he fell unconsciously. "Anyway, what are you doing here? Don't you work?" He turned to me, tilting his elbow in a way to support his head. "What about you? Don't you work?" I stared at him incredulously. "Of course I work. Anyway that's not…" He cut my sentence and his grin transformed itself in a smirk "Then what are you doing here? Should you be at work?"

I blinked and I'm pretty sure a vein popped in my head. This bastard used my question against me! What the hell?!

"No… I took a day-off" I hold my breath and fist, trying my best to not punch the idiot. 'Don't it for Sora.' Don't do it for Sora'. 'You wouldn't want you boyfriend to be at the hospital because your best friend punched him, right? ' Well, maybe the kind guys, but this one here...Really, Sora should thank me if I only send him to the hospital.

"So do I. Mondays piss me off, I don't like doing anything on them" My eyes rolled and giving him my greatest sarcastic smile,I headed to the kitchen "Good for you then. Now if you excuse me I'll pick some tea to calm me down"

"For what?" I open another cabinet, and again, it hasn't what I'm looking for. Gosh, Sora has to stop organizing her house every goddamn week! In my ex-not-so-clean apartment I could find anything in less than two minutes as long as I had somebody strong enough to lift the pile of clothes that decorated it.

"You almost made me have a heart attack!" I shouted as I reached a tiny pot containing my favorite raspberry tea. I heard some steps but decided to ignore. If that jerk is coming here to piss me off, I'm not going to give what he wants. I will stay looking like a frigid lady unaffected by stupid creatures.

"Wow I know I am hot, but I've never thought I am this hot to make somebody have a heart attack" I continued to make my tea thinking of his presence as air. Ignore him? Easy like eat a piece of cake.

The raspberry tea was delicious by the way. One of the things I'm proud to say that I'm awesome at is cooking, mostly making tea. I focus so much at making it perfectly that I forget about my surroundings, that's why it was so easy to ignore him. Not that I wouldn't be able to. I mean, ignore him is like pass over a stray cat: simple, painless and…

"Do I affect you that much?" …impossible.

I spit my tea and started coughing uncontrollably. "O-Of course n-not idiot! I thought you were a thief!" Aaarg! Why my heart is beating so fast again? It's just a jerk teasing me! More than that: it's my best friend's stupid boyfriend!

"A thief? Hmm…And what were you gonna do if it really was? Sharp his nails?" He gestured like he was sharping his nails with that stupid smirk on his face. I was going to reply but I stopped when I saw him staring at me and then later complementing what he had just said "Or...were you going to seduce him?"

I turned at a bright scarlet color that I'm sure no tomato could beat me up. "W-What are you t-talking about…." I noticed that he was staring at a single part of me so I decided to follow his gaze. My face became ten times redder if that is even possible as I lifted from the chair covering my breasts with my arms. "P-Pervert! S-Stop staring at meee!"

I am wearing only my underwear, a cute bra with bunny pattern and matched panties. I'm pretty sure I changed last night to my usual baggy pajamas, actually not so sure, I was too tired so I started changing my clothes and then I can't remember anything. I guess I passed out.

"Don't worry, I think you look extremely cute with these bunnies" I glared at him furiously and shouted loud enough to all neighborhood hear: " Y-You!...I HATE YOU!" I ran to Sora's room to change but before I was stopped by his arm grabbing mine.

"Yamato" I glared at him not understanding which point he wanted to go. He smiled and I tried to free myself from his grip. No luck. "My name's Ishida Yamato, yours?" He rose an eyebrow and I get it that until I give him my name he wouldn't let me go. "Tachikawa Mimi" I said with no enthusiasm. "Nice to meet you, Mimi" He smiled and I rolled my eyes, pulling me out of his grip and stomping to Sora's room.

I absolutely, definitely hate Ishida Yamato (or whatever is his name), mostly because I know his type. The kind who only brings trouble

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