Heyy-lo again! Here is thee seventh chapter. Danielle does not own Digimon. Let's start the chapter. :]


Tai had been washing the dishes when Kari and T.K. finally woke up.

"What the heck," Kari yawned, "Tai? What're you..." she finally noticed the food on the table. "Whoaaa! Mimi didn't have to go and make this!"

"Dumbass, I made this." Tai sweatdropped.

"Figures. The eggs are a little burned."

Kari and T.K. laughed, and from upstairs, the three of them could hear that Davis was awake.

"Meeeeeeems!" he yelled, "Fancy meeting you here!"

"Davis, get o-DAVIS!"

"Heh, you smell niiice, Mimi," Davis slurred.

"Yeah, it's called showering. You should try it sometime."

"HAHAHAHA," Davis's laugh rang through the house.

T.K. shook his head, "That guy needs to hang out somewhere else, like Yolei's or something..."

Kari shrugged, taking a bite. "Yeah, well. You know how Ken's always over at her place."

Tai looked at her, interested. "What?"

"Yeah, people say the two of them are dating or something, but no one's really heard anything from the two of them directly, so no one knows." Kari explained. She noticed Tai's surprised expression. "You wouldn't know. You're always in your office, always busy." she lowered her fork. "You never even spend time with me anymore..."

Tai, actually listening to his little sister, felt a bit guilty. "I'm sorry."

Kari, dismissing her sadness, laughed a little, "It's okay, Tai. I know we're not little kids anymore."

Mimi entered the kitchen, Davis hanging from the back of her.

"God, Davis, GET OFF!" she kicked him away but he stayed to her, giggling.

Rolling his eyes, Tai took hold of Davis and ripped him away from Mimi.

"Thanks," Mimi said, then said her good mornings to Kari and T.K.

At around 9:30am, Mimi and Kari stood at the front door.

"I guess I'll see you later, Mimi." Kari smiled, "You should come spend the night again. Like a girl's night!"

Mimi laughed, feeling like a 10 year old again. "Of course!" she hugged Kari. "Bye, Kari."

"Bye,"

Not even a minute after Mimi started walking down the street, a blue car stopped by her. The window closest to her rolled down.

It was Tai. -_-

"Hey, need a ride?" he leaned over and opened the door for her.

"Y'know, I'm kinda sick of you right now. You're everywhere." Mimi giggled, getting in anyways. "But I'm glad about that,"

"Of course you are. Where you heading?"

"My apartment, you conceeded man."

He laughed and started driving towards there.

"Funny how you know where I'm staying." Mimi looked at him, arching a brow. "You stalker."

Tai turned around the corner. "I gotta thank Izzy for that."

He reached her apartment, and parked in the front. Mimi looked at him and smiled. "Thanks, thanks. Now get to work. You're gonna be late." she grinned.

"Noooooo,"

"Yeeeeees," she replied, opening the door.

"I took the day off, I was thinking maybe you wanted to...? Hang out?"

Mimi felt bad. Why did he do that? "Mmm, no thanks. Sora and I planned on shopping today,"

"You sure you won't need me? To hold shopping bags for you, you know?"

Mimi closed the door and bent down to look inside the window. "I'll think about it."

"You do that, " he winked,

"Haha, bye Taichi." she stuck her tongue out.

"What, no kiss?"

"Nope," Mimi replied, popping at the P. "Maybe later."

"I'll be holding that against you!"

She waved to him and opened her apartment door, happy she always kept her key under the mat.

"You gotta stop putting your key under there! People can sneak in!" Tai yelled from his car.

Not even turning around to look at him, Mimi yelled back, "Go awaaay, Tai!"

That guy hasn't changed that much, has he? Except, back then, he pestered Sora instead of me.

She heard his car start and she smiled in her head. Mimi paused as she took her shoes off.

There was another pair of shoes at the door.

They weren't hers... But she knew who they belonged to. Her heart pounded against her ears as she entered her apartment. No, no, it can't be him. Maybe the landlord's in here and has the same sho... Her mind trailed off as she saw him sitting on her couch.

He smiled at her.

No.

No.

"Mimi," he whispered, standing up, his arms wide open to her.

Mimi, don't. Stop. STOP.

Her mind shouted at her, but her feet continued to walk towards him. A moment later, she was in his arms, tears pouring from her eyes. His smell lingered around her. She had promised herself she would never go anywhere near him ever again. But here she was. Crying in his arms. He hugged her back, and lightly pushed her back so he could kiss her cheek. She wrapped her arms around his neck and got on her tippy-toes, and ran her fingers through his blonde locks. He leaned and circled his arms around her waist, as he was about to press his lips hard against hers. He tasted like mint and coffee.

She pulled away to murmur his name,

"Michael,"

...

Tai, already halfway down the street, hummed a merry tune that always popped in his head. He honestly thought he and Mimi were okay now. Even if Mimi wasn't into him, he had managed to think out a plan to get her to fall for him. With the help of his buddies, of course. Him and Izzy had planned to meet at the park to discuss ideas for him and Mimi to spend time alone.

But something caught his attention from the corner of his eye. It was her purse. He smiled to himself.

I forgot she left it here when she ran off. It was a black little rectangular purse with a long, skinny strap. He touched it and placed it on his lap. It even smelled like her.

Might as well give it to her now.

He drove back to her apartment.

He fixed his hair, checked the mirror 2 or 3 times, grabbed the purse and got out. He approached her door and turned the knob, happy at the fact that she hadn't locked her door.

The lights were still off.

Is she even in here?

"Mi..."

He felt his heart completely stop for a few beats. Her back was to him. His mind went blank as he stood there. He cursed to himself and turned back. He didn't bother closing the door, knowing it would make noise. He got inside his car and banged his head against the steering wheel.

God, I'm stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. HE was the guy she was talking about. Not me. Stupid. How could I forget that she and him had been dating. Fuck. Fuck everything.

He took out his phone and dialed Izzy's number.

Izzy picked up on the third ring. "Tai?"

Tai took a few seconds to say anything, knowing his voice would crack or something. Finally, giving up, he spoke, "I need you to give her something. I'll see you in a bit."

"Okay, man." Izzy paused. "Is something wrong?"

Tears fell.

Tai didn't answer and just hung up. He hadn't cried for anyone in a while. He thought all his tears had dried up when he found out Matt and Sora were together. He closed his eyes and just sat there.

Screw love. It's just bullshit.

He drove to his building and grabbed her purse, and shoved his other hand in his pocket. The doorman opened the door for him, and unlike always, he didn't thank him. He lowered his head even lower as he got inside the elevator. The reflection image of him in the walls was much more worse than he imagined.

Who fucking cares. He exited the elevator in a worse mood than he already was in earlier. He let out another loud sigh for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day. The other workers around him quickly noted that he was back to his old, dull, easily annoyed self. They stayed back.

Tai approached Izzy's desk and looked at him, expressionless.

"Tai, Ayako's looking for you," Izzy smiled, not noticing his friend entirely yet.

"I don't give a fuck," Tai replied, not harshly.

Izzy looked up, bothered. "Hey, man, what's the matter?"

Without another word, he stepped into his office and closed the door.

God's testing me... He slowly shook his head. Or am I just kidding myself ...

Izzy came in, without knocking.

"Mimi's on the phone," he informed him,

"What's she want?"

"She wants to know if you want to come along with her and Sora."

"No." he tried to sound firm.

Izzy turned his attention back to the phone and started talking. Tai leaned back, staring up at the ceiling, tracing the designs with his eyes.

Mimi. Last night. His mind revved back to last night.

Thinking about it put an ache in his heart.

"Tai, she wants to know why." Izzy added.

"I'm busy,"

"He's busy, Mimi, I'm sorry." Izzy went quiet. "Yeah, ' course I'll tell him. 'Kay, see you later."

Izzy didn't want to wonder what the problem was. He could guess what.

"She told me to tell you hi." he asserted, when Tai gave him a questioning look. "She really wanted to talk to you, Tai."

"I don't care," he glared at him, angered by the thought of Mimi, "Give the purse back to her and get back to work, Izzy..."

He nodded, registering the directions in his brain. "Oh, and Tai, Matt wanted to discuss the plans for his wedding with us. Tonight. His house, 7 o'clock,"

Tai just shooed him away.

Ugh. Matt again. Can this day get worse or what?

His doors clicked open, and a strawberry blond lady in a business suit stepped in, carrying a clipboard. Tai rolled his eyes, instinctively.

"What do you want, Ayako?" he groaned.

She slipped the clipboard onto his table and kissed him on the cheek. It was probably meant to seduce him, but it hadn't worked.

"You bailed on me last night," she smiled at him, her face inches away from his.

He lightly pushed her off him, trying to not let his anger out on her. She somehow managed to sit on his lap and trail kisses from his cheek, and down his neck.

"Ayako, stop..."

She didn't listen, instead her lips found his.

Tai gave in. He didn't want to. But he did. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

This wasn't anything serious. It was just pure lust. Not love. He understood that. But he still went along with it.

Soon, he was back against his chair and she was on top, kissing him ferociously. He wondered if Mimi would ever kiss him like that.

His cell phone rang. His eyes snapped open and he carefully put Ayako on the ground. He answered it.

"Mimi?" he wiped his lips.

"Hey, you!" her voice seemed happy. Huh. She would be. "Izzy said you were busy. But not busy enough to answer your phone! What're you doing? You said you'd come with Sora and I."

God. She doesn't even know how hurt I am right now...

"I'm at a meeting." he replied, curtly, showing no emotion in his voice.

"Oh," Mimi mused, looking at Michael... "Maybe some other time, then?" she suggested.

She sensed something was up from Tai's voice.

"I'm busy, I'll call you later." Tai said, glancing at Ayako. She had gotten up, grabbed her clipboard, and headed for the door.

Tai hung up and followed, leaving Mimi. She gaped at what he had done.

"... He hung up on me." Mimi stated, frowning.

Michael pulled her next to him and kissed her head. "He probably had to do something. Don't mind it. I'm sure he meant well."

Mimi looked to the side and hmphed.

Meanwhile back at the building, Tai grabbed Ayako's wrist, stopping her.

"Wait, he said, not knowing what he was doing, "Stay with me for a while."

He didn't know what he was doing! He normally ignored girls like her. But he just needed someone. Anyone, really.

"I was planning on to, anyways," she mentioned before leading him to the elevator.

They headed for Tai's hotel and went up to his room.

Quickly disposing of her clothing, Tai attacked her, kissing her everywhere.

Mimi...

That whole time it was Mimi floating through his mind. He wanted her. Not Ayako. But there was nothing he could do. He whispered her name against Ayako's lips. Startled, Ayako pulled back.

"... Mimi?" she got up from him, "Who's she?"

Snapping back into reality, Tai opened his eyes. What the fuck am I doing? Oh my god. Why the hell would I even go this low just to have sex? More importantly, what am I doing to Ayako? I'm just hurting her. Getting her hopes up. Shit.

He had a massive headache now. "Not now, Ayako." he barked at her, lifting the blanket higher, suddenly aware of his nakedness. And hers.

Thankfully, Ayako didn't mind. She obeyed him and just sat there, dressing.

God, I'm stupid.


Hi guys! :) So half way through his chapter, I got bored. :3 So my friend, Emiry, wrote half of the things on this chapter. Review? If it's bad, you can tell me. :]