Mimi was surprised when Takeru called her Monday morning asking if he could come over and bring a friend. He told her he had a problem that he'd hoped she could help him with. Not willing to turn down a friend in trouble, she quickly agreed and told him to come right on over. As she idly flipped through a magazine as she waited for him to arrive, she wondered what he could need her help with.

She certainly wasn't expecting him to show up at her door with a rather pretty girl just drowning in the coat far too big for her small frame.

Mimi stepped aside after a moment of shock to allow them into the apartment and busied herself by taking their things. She found that underneath the coat, the girl was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt at least three sizes too big (if not more) that she rather suspected belonged to Takeru.

"Thanks for letting us come, Mimi," Takeru said as she ushered them into the living room.

"It's no problem," Mimi said smiling brightly. As her curiosity got the better of her, she turned to the girl and said, "Now, I don't believe we've met before. I'm Mimi."

The girl glanced imploringly at Takeru, who gave her a reassuring smile. "This is Hana," Takeru said. "She can't…er…well, she can't talk," he finished as he rubbed a hand at the back of his head and gave Mimi a wary smile.

"Oh," Mimi said, unsure of what she could say to that. She had never met someone who couldn't talk before and she had no idea what this girl was doing with Takeru. She was sure he would explain eventually.

"Where are Sora and Miyako?" Takeru asked (coming to her rescue, Mimi suspected) as he led Hana to sit down.

"They left a little while after you called," Mimi answered. "Sora went to Yamato's and Miyako's dragging Ken around somewhere. I really rather think she's making up for lost time while they're in separate schools." She settled into the seat across from them (Takeru had sat next to Hana) and said brightly, "Now, tell me what you need."

She listened with avid interest as Takeru briefly explained how he had found Hana with no memory and how he wanted to help her. "And well, now, I was kind of hoping that I could borrow some things from you for Hana, since I don't really have stuff for her to wear or anything."

"Of course," Mimi said, thrilled at the chance to makeover this small girl in front of her. "She can't very well go around wearing your clothes. It's really not flattering at all." She stood up, ideas about hair going through her head as she mentally ran through the clothes in her, Sora's and Miyako's closets as well. She smiled and beckoned the girl. "Come along, dear."

Hana laid her hand on Takeru's arm and Mimi saw a little bit of worry in them. The poor girl had probably latched onto Takeru when he saved her and was no doubt wary of other people. Mimi couldn't even imagine not knowing anyone. Takeru smiled at Hana, patting her hand gently and there was a tenderness in his eyes when he looked at her that Mimi had never seen before in Takeru that she was slightly taken aback at the sight of it. But then her mouth curled into a coy smile. Now that she looked at them, they did rather make a cute pair. "I'll stay right here, I promise," Takeru was saying to Hana. "Go with Mimi. Trust me. She's very nice."

Hana finally nodded and stood up. Mimi hurried her into the bathroom first, where she hustled her into the bath. In Mimi's opinion, there was nothing quite like a nice long warm bath to make a girl feel better. "I'll be right back," she said to Hana before walking out of the bathroom to go pick out some clothes for her to wear.

"Mimi?" Takeru's voice stopped her on the way there.

"Yes, Takeru?"

"Do you mind if I call Koushiro over?" he asked. "There's something I need to talk with him about."

Mimi smiled. "Of course I don't mind," she said. She continued to the bedroom where she began sifting through her closet, throwing a few things out that she was willing to let Hana take with her, but not finding something to put on her now. She was determined that she needed to produce a "wow" factor for "the plan" that she was quickly forming. Takeru had finally shown some kind of interest in a girl and Mimi was determined to help as much as she could. She finally reached the back of the closet where her hand landed on a certain mint green dress, so pale it was almost white. She pulled it out and frowned at it because she was certain this dress did not belong to her. She vaguely remembered buying it, but the size wouldn't fit her. It also wasn't Sora's or Miyako's size, she realized after another second, so she wouldn't have bought it for either of them as a gift.

She held it out away from her so she could get a better look at it. It was really a cute dress. She must have just not been able to leave it in the store. It certainly wouldn't have been the first time she had done something like that. But judging from its size and length, she thought it might fit Hana. Deciding to try it, she rummaged through the rest of her things for accessories to put with it and raced back to the bathroom with her arms full.

Hana was out of the bath and wrapped in a towel, wringing out her dark brown hair when Mimi arrived back in the bathroom. Putting the things she brought with her down in a spare space on the vanity, Mimi went over to Hana and set her firmly but gently down in a stool she kept in the bathroom for this specific purpose. She pulled out her appliances, plugged them in, and started blowing Hana's hair dry. Hana was silent though all of this (and a little tense, perhaps from all the attention, Mimi surmised), not that she could say another if she wanted to, so Mimi talked idly to fill the room with chatter.

"You know, it's just like Takeru to do this sort of thing. He really is the nicest guy, and I'm not really surprised to find him being your knight in shining armor. He simply can't leave people in trouble. Not that the rest of us would leave people in trouble, mind you, but Takeru's one of those guys that doesn't really think of his own safety first. Why, I remember last summer I was terrified to learn he had jumped into a Digimon attack without Patamon with him. He could have gotten really hurt, and I know that would have just been devastating, because he's…well, he's Takeru. Do you mind if I curl you hair? I think it would look so pretty." Hana shook her head. "Great! I can't tell you how happy I am to have someone to dress up. Sora and Miyako hardly ever let me work on them anymore. They're always so busy with their boyfriends. Though now I'm kind of hoping that Koushiro and I will, you know, become a couple sometime soon. I hadn't really thought about him that way before, but when Miyako suggested I take him on our double date, I found that I wasn't really against it. I mean, I always thought he was rather adorable, but he was always on that stupid computer and always ignoring me! Though, I guess, this past summer was really the only time we had hung out alone together for any extensive amount of time. Except Takeru was there and our Digimon, but they didn't really count. Takeru was usually off doing his own thing. We'd only hung out with the whole group before. I guess there was that one time on File Island when we were by ourselves, that little incident with Centarumon, but we were kids! And ooh, he made me so mad then, ignoring me again! Anyway, he was always on his computer this past summer all the time, but I totally understand why. I really do. I didn't want Takeru to get kidnapped either. But if you spend that much time with someone, a bond is bound to be created, you know? So, I think I really rather do like Koushiro," she concluded, having finished getting Hana's hair into soft curls that floated down her back.

"Do you like it?" Mimi asked her. Hana nodded and Mimi exclaimed, "Great! Let's get you dressed now."

Mimi helped her into the dress, which fit her perfectly and fell to just the right length around her ankles. She handed Hana a pink cardigan to put over it, since it was only a mid-length sleeve and it was, after all, still December. She pulled Hana back to the stool. "Let's finish your hair and make-up," she told her.

Mimi pulled Hana's hair up into a loose bun behind her head and caused the curls to sort of blossom around it. She fixed in a pink flower clip on the side of the bun to complete the look. She applied just the barest hint of make-up, just enough to enhance Hana's features. She hooked a light silver chain around Hana's neck that held a delicate silver flower charm. She finished by putting little pink bobs in her ears. Mimi stepped back and grinned because she quite proud of her work. "There. All done," she said, turning Hana to let her look at herself in the mirror. A blush came across Hana's cheeks quite becomingly as her eyes turned downcast. "I'm sure Takeru will love it," Mimi said and she saw the barest hint of a smile cross Hana's lips at her words. "Let's go see him."

She got Hana to stand up and followed her out of the door. She spotted Takeru on the couch where they had left him (apparently Koushiro had not arrived yet as he was nowhere in sight) with his D-Terminal in his hands. He looked like he was typing a message of some kind. Mimi cleared her throat loudly, when he didn't immediately turn his attention to them.

"Yes?" he said, turning to look at them, closing the D-Terminal and setting it down and froze when his saw them. Mimi smiled triumphantly, completely satisfied by the thunderstruck look on his face when he saw Hana, his mouth gaping open just slightly.

"It's much more flattering than your T-shirt, don't you think?" Mimi asked, her grin still plastered on her face, not resisting the urge to tease. She was going to do everything she could to make sure these two got together. They were just too cute not to do anything.

"Yes," Takeru answered recovering from his shock as his signature smile came onto his face. "She's very pretty."

Mimi nodded, once again satisfied as she chanced a glance at Hana and saw a blush on the girl's face again. There was definitely something between them that Mimi was determined to exploit to the best of her ability. "Is Koushiro coming," she asked as Hana walked over to Takeru, who followed her the whole way with his eyes.

"Yes," Takeru answered as he finally looked away from Hana to Mimi. "He said he'd be over as soon as he could."

"Wonderful!" Mimi said. "That means we've got loads of time. I'll just whip us up some lunch, shall I? You two just wait in here." She skipped into the kitchen to fix lunch, leaving Hana and Takeru alone in the living room. Which was, of course, all according to "the plan".

After lunch, they all sat on the couches, waiting for Koushiro to show up. Hana laid her head on Takeru's shoulder and, a few minutes later, fell asleep. "She must have been through a lot," Takeru said quietly. "It's really no wonder that she's exhausted."

"She's got you now," Mimi pointed out to him as casually as she could. "I know you'll protect her. It's what you do."

Whatever Takeru might have answered was interrupted by a knock on the door which Mimi sort of reluctantly went to answer. She had been so close to getting in another nudge between the two, which would help "the plan".

Takeru hadn't really said much over the phone, not even the reason he was at the girls' apartment in the first place, so Koushiro had no idea what he was supposed to be expecting. He was a little apprehensive to see Mimi again, since it would have been the first time they had seen each other since Saturday. He had always had sort of a crush on the exuberant girl, but he had usually used his computer to hide away in so as not to give away his feelings for her while she was around. He had been really surprised when she called to ask him out last week, but he hadn't known what to expect. Despite the fact that he liked her, they didn't really have that much in common beyond both being Digidestined. But it had been a surprisingly fun time and he could tell that Mimi enjoyed herself as well.

When he knocked on the door, however, he realized that for whatever reason Takeru had called him over for, it probably really didn't have anything to do with Mimi at all. So he was determined to be focused on whatever problem Takeru had to present him and to try and not let Mimi distract him. Mimi answered the door to let him in. Other than a bright smile and a cheerful greeting, she didn't give any indication of why he was here. She led him into the living room, where Takeru sat with a sleeping girl leaning on his shoulder that he had never seen before. He suspected that this girl was probably part of whatever situation they were in.

"Hello, Takeru," he said as he walked into the room and slide his bag off his shoulder. "What do you need?"

"Koushiro," Takeru said as he looked at him. He reached into the pocket of his sweatshirt and pulled something out. He held whatever it was up toward him and said, "This is what I wanted to talk to you about."

Koushiro looked at the item resting in Takeru's hand and frowned. "A D-3?" he asked taking the pink device from Takeru's hand, his curiosity spiking as he studied it and thought of reasons why Takeru would need his help. But then he noted the color again. Takeru's D-3 was not pink. Actually, to his knowledge, none of the D-3's that he knew about were pink. "This doesn't belong to you," he said out loud. "Whose is it?"

Takeru looked at the girl next to him. "It's hers," he said and Koushiro looked at the girl slight shocked. "I found her in the Digital World, unconscious," he added, quickly glancing at Koushiro. "She has amnesia and can't remember anything. But I found that in her pocket."

Koushiro puzzled over the D-3. He didn't really know why some unknown girl had the device. Theories rushed across his mind, but no conclusions. "The Sovereigns are the ones who gave you four the D-3's to battle Ken and his D-3 that was created in the Dark World," he said, thinking out loud. "There shouldn't be any other ones then the five that you guys possess. All the international Digidestined received their Digivices after the events with Apocalymon and are therefore in possession of the same version of Digivices that the rest of the original team have."

"I know," Takeru said, nodding his head. "Which is why I wanted to talk to you. Gennai should know all the Digidestined, right? He should know who she is. And I was hoping that might help us find her family in the real world. I know she's Japanese because she can understand me, and she writes me messages when she needs to tell me something. The police are looking for her family, but if we knew her name, I'm sure that it would be much easier to find them."

Koushiro nodded. It was probably the best course of action under the circumstances and the girl had certainly roused his interest. He kneeled next to the coffee table, pulled out his computer, and opened it up. "I'll ask," he said. He sent a message off to Gennai, describing the D-3 and giving a brief description of the girl.

He was about to ask Takeru to tell him the whole story of how he had found the girl and to tell him any information about her, when a notice popped up telling him that Gennai had replied. "Prodigious!" he said as Gennai had never answered so promptly before, but then again, Gennai probably didn't have much else to do these days now that peace was restored once again to the worlds. He opened the message and read it quickly. A frown formed on his face as he scanned it once more. "That's odd," he said out loud, rubbing his chin absently in thought. "Gennai said that there is no such Digidestined."

"How can that be?" Mimi asked. "I mean, she's right there. It's not like we're imagining things."

"That's why I said it's odd," Koushiro said. "He writes that they have no record of anyone else besides Takeru, Daisuke, Iori, Miyako, and Ken ever having received a D-3. And he says that there is no other Japanese Digidestined besides the ones in our group."

"I found the D-3 with her," Takeru protested, and Koushiro was rather surprised by the fierceness in his voice. "She has to be a Digidestined."

"Tell me what happened exactly," Koushiro said. "This time, don't leave anything out."