Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be, argh!

AN: Are people still reading this?? *look of horror*

The trio stayed talking until one AM. They had made plans to do something else other then to just babble their heads off, but they where soon forgotten, a constant occurrence with Tai around. He attempted to get them drunk, Mimi was quite ready to do so, but Sora stopped them taking her role as mommy-figure.

She really wanted to flee, but it wouldn't be polite to do so. The two didn't pay much attention to her, they where too wrapped up in each other. She supposed it was fair enough, she had done the same to Sora, but this hurt more. They did not hug and kiss for reasons of want, they loved each other, and it was quite clear that Mimi was no longer needed around. It was clear she should enjoy this time while it lasted, before the trio became two.

Sitting in the living room with a bowl of popcorn in the middle, they began to discuss their day. Mimi being still a junior in high-school, and half asleep, had the least to talk about. Sora piped up right away, complaining about looking for colleges and how the one she wanted hadn't accepted her. Tai gave her a comforting look, and whispered something in her ear. This something must've been dirty, considering her look, and the fact popcorn was soon dumped over his head. Mimi chuckled. He grabbed the popcorn attacker, kissing her deeply, causing her anger to be replaced with lack of air.

"I sent my manuscript to the publishers, and met with Yamato today!!" She exclaimed, much to the surprise of the other two. "He was soo hott, and uuugh…" Mimi slipped into a dream world for a second, all consisting of the writer. "And so smart, wogh."

"Another boyfriend?" Tai asked, confused.

"I wish! He really hated me, and was quite cruel!"

"Oh. Then what's so important about him?"

She sighed. Tai, Tai, Tai… "Because he's the most important writer in all of the world! He's like, the next Shakespeare!"

"So? He's boring."

Mimi groaned, and continued on with her story. "Anyway. We met at the café earlier today, an', he read over my script!" Shoju bubbles floated around her. "Ishida Yamato talked to me! Yamato! Ishida! Talked to ME!" She stood up, happily bouncing the room. Yamato and Sora exchanged nervous looks, Tai shrugging.

"Her idol." Sora explained.

"Huh? Him? I know him. He's a fan of my band." Tai grabbed some popcorn off the ground, moved to eat it, but was stopped by Sora's hand. "Thirty second rule?" he asked cutely.

"No. That's the five second rule." Red head bobbed back and fourth, he pouted.

"Wait. What do you mean you know him?" Mimi demanded.

"Yeah, he met us after our last concert. Ya know, my band?"

"Jeez. He likes that stuff? You can't even hear the words!"

"It's called rock!"

"It's called junk! But, how well do you know him?"

"So-so. I've known him for a month, he's been following our band. Something about his next book."

Mimi jumped up and down excitedly, glad of how small the world can be. "CanImeet againhimcanItalktohimohpleaseletme!"

"Uhh… sure." Tai shrugged, seeing no problem with this. "Do you like him or something?"

"No. I could never like such a sob as him, he's rude, cocky, conceded, and plain mean. The only reason why I want to see him, is I admire his writing." She folded her arms, rather disgusted at the thought of liking him.

"Whatever floats your boat."

The phone rang. It was Mimi's parents, yelling at her to come home. She did, without complaint. Walking down the dark street, she smelled the peaceful spring air, a hand clamped down on her shoulder. It was Yamato. She gasped slightly, "What're you doing here?"

"I live a block away, couldn't sleep."

"Oh, well, nice to see you. Walk with me?"

"Sure." She noted he was much more compliant when half-asleep. A streetlight showed his face as they walked on, it was blotched and blurry, tear stains running down the sides of his face. Knowing she was not in the capability to ask him what was wrong with him, instead she changed the subject. "I hear you know Tai."

"Yeah. I've heard his band being played on the Campus radio, and liked it. I decided to meet him, we talked easily, and that was that. How do you know him?" His curiosity peaked, he turned to her.

"Childhood friends. We've been through hell and back together." She smiled fondly of the memories, but all he read in her look was pain.

"Did you go out together?" The twinge of jealousy surprised him. He had only known the girl for a day, and this was a girl he planned to break.

"No, we've always just been friends."

He relaxed. "I see. He's talked about you, a few times."

"I'm not surprised. He talks about everything." A tired sigh escaped her lips. They walked in silence for a few moments.

"I really do like your story, Mimi-chan. You've combined the right elements of suspense and emotion to it."

"Thank you. It's taken me long enough, but it's finally done. I hope you don't have to change it too much…" she bit her lip.

"A little. It has to be public-friendly, ya know." They came up to a large house. "Wow, who lives here?"

She blushed. "I do."

"How bout a goodnight kiss?"

"Huh?" She blinked. He leaned down, kissing her. Excitement coursed through her veins, she kissed back.

"Wow. You really are a slut." With that, Yamato stalked off leaving a confused, and hurt Mimi.