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Chapter 11
I watched as the two kids were leaving for the park hand-in-hand. Meanwhile, I was stuck in this tiny room, unpacking. But it wasn't all bad. Izzy was here. That's all I needed. "So…" I said, trying to start a conversation. "Rammcat?" I asked.
"Oh, that's something Hitomi made up. It's a little thing we do." He chuckled. "I would call her a rammcat which is ironic because rammcats are wild and out of control while Hitomi's very polite and…sane."
"That's cute." I set down my suitcase on my bed and opened it. "So what's a thimmchip?"
He set Makoto's suitcase on his bed and opened it. "Well, I made that one up. Kayo and I just finished fighting and Hitomi caught me mumbling things in the computer room. The one thing that randomly came out was thimmchip. It was a technical error that just kind of stuck." He took out some clothes and started folding.
"T.K. was right. You and your daughter do have your own special language." I started folding my clothes and putting them into the drawers.
"Yeah." He said as he did the same.
I really loved being around Izzy. I feel like I could tell him anything. All of my troubles were gone. In fact, I feel braver around him. "You know, Izzy," I started. "I couldn't get you off of my mind since that coffee date we had."
He dropped a T-shirt on the ground but immediately picked it back up. "Really?" He asked as he carefully placed it into the drawer.
"Yes." I nodded.
"That's funny," he chuckled, "because I couldn't get you off of my mind either."
I turned towards him only to see him staring back at me. "Really?"
"Yeah." He took a deep breath. "Do you think… Do you remember what we said in the coffee place? You asked if we were stupid enough to start this again."
"Yes, I remember." I took my now empty suitcase off of my bed and slid it underneath. Then, I opened one out of many of the cardboard boxes.
"Well, I think we should." He turned me around to face him. "Mimi, I want to start over. Are you willing to give a computer geek like me a second chance?"
I blushed as I looked into his eyes again. "Yes." I answered. "Of course!"
"You will?" He nearly jumped as I nodded. "Yes!" He wrapped his arms around me. Then, he gave me a big smooch on the lips.
I sat down on my bed and pulled his hand so he could do the same. Once we were comfortable, we began to make out again. Clearly, I was engulfed in his arms, but I was also covered with the smell of his cologne, the sound of his heart, and the sound of mine. It was all too familiar to me. I'm so glad we're doing this again.
Then, it was over when we heard the sound of the front door. In unison, we got up and went back to unpacking as if nothing happened. "I'm guessing we're thinking the same thing." I concluded. "If one of our kids finds us, they'll be uneasy."
"Yeah." He agreed. "Hitomi just lost her mom."
"And Makoto might be in shock when he sees me in the arms of another man."
"Or worst. They might not like each other and seeing us together will tear them apart." He said, putting the last T-shirt in the drawer and closing it. "I'm sure Makoto is a very friendly person according to Hitomi. But I don't know if she'll…"
"Really?" I said, taking a clock out of the box and putting it on the nightstand. "She thinks my son's friendly? He only brings two friends over every Friday."
"Yeah," he put the suitcase underneath the bed, "Hitomi keeps telling me how popular he is and how everyone treats her as the 'weird girl' in school except for Makoto. It kind of reminds me of when we were in school."
I nodded thinking of all of the friends I had back then versus all of his enemies. It's true. Everyone picked on Izzy except for me. "Let's just give it a little while." I said, getting back to our kids and our situation. "They'll warm up to each other."
"Right."He smiled.
Suddenly, Makoto burst through the door in an angry manner. Then, he mumbled something about Dean something something and he something something as he pushed past us and plopped onto his bed and crossed his arms. I don't know who Dean is, but he must have something to do with something. "What is it, Makoto?" I asked.
"Nothing, Mom." He said. "I'm fine."
"Are you sure?" I pressed.
"Yes." He took off his shoes and slid them under the bed. Then, he dug underneath his covers. "I'm never going back to the park."
I shrugged and saw that Izzy was full of concern. "I'm sure he'll be fine." I told him. "It's just kid stuff." I got up and walked out of the room with him. My son will be fine. It only takes a matter of time.
Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
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Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
That next morning had to be the best ever! It was my first night that I've ever had anyone popular from school at my house! Now, Makoto lives here! It's awesome! Plus, I'm looking forward to having Mimi around. Maybe it'll be like on TV where she's like the best mom figure for me! I sighed as I thought about it.
Enough thinking about that! I thought. What am I going to do with Makoto today?
"Good morning, Makoto!" I cheered, waking him up.
"What is it, Hitomi?" He asked in a rushed tone. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"It's almost twelve o'clock. Why are you still asleep?"
He only blinked. "Because I'm human."
"So am I, but I got up at eight o'clock."
"Good for you. I didn't go to sleep until two this morning."
"Well, you got your eight hours. Get up!" I grabbed his arm and pulled.
"Fine! I'm up!" He yelled, shaking his arm loose. "What do you want to do?"
"Can we go to the park again?"
"No!" He yelled almost in mid-sentence as he pulled his covers over his head.
"Why not? You're not scared of that bully are you?"
He threw the covers off of him in a fast motion. "Makoto Tachikawa isn't afraid of anyone!"
"Then, let's go!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of bed.
"Okay. Let me change first." He pushed me out of the room. And then I was alone. Dad and Mimi were at work so the house was very quiet as I grabbed a banana out of the refrigerator. A few minutes later, I still didn't peel it. I thought it over and decided to give it to Makoto. "Ready." He said as he came out.
"Good!" I handed him the banana. "Let's go!"
To the park! To the park! To the park!
"Okay, so what do you want to do?" I asked him as soon as we were crossing into the sandbox.
"I don't know. Do whatever you want." He stuffed his hands into the pocket of his hoodie and kicked some sand. I guess he just doesn't get that hot. Then again, he was wearing shorts. Who knows?
"Well, maybe we could…" I looked around. He didn't get on the swings yesterday, he probably thought the slides were for babies, and the see-saw was obviously out of the question. "Maybe we could…" Suddenly, I had this idea for this computer mystery I've been solving. It was so obvious! Before it escaped my mind, I grabbed a stick and drew it on the sand. "That's it! This seems about right!"
"What are you doing?" Tanemon asked, causing Makoto to turn around.
"Isn't it obvious?" Motimon asked. "She's cracking the case!"
"What case?" Makoto asked.
"I've been working on it for months." I told him as I continued scribbling. "I've been trying to figure out how to upgrade my computer without buying an installation!"
"Interesting." He said as he watched. "Is it legal?"
"Of course! It's homemade!"
Then trouble came.
I heard big footsteps pounding through the sand. Then a dark shadow cast over us. "Hey, it's the weird girl from school." I looked up and it was Dean and Brittany, the cheerleader. "Look, Dean! Isn't that funny?"
"Yeah, what are you doing with her, Makoto?" Dean asked.
Makoto just rolled his eyes.
"She's so weird! What are you drawing in the sand?" Brittany asked.
Still, I thought it was nice to be friendly. "I was just sketching a simple equation to upgrading my computer. I've been working on it for months."
"Is that so?" Dean asked. "What will you do if it suddenly disappeared?"
"Dean, don't get any ideas." Makoto said.
"Go ahead, Dean. Do it!" Brittany egged him on. "Makoto, you'll probably enjoy this."
"Enjoy what?" I asked.
Then, he did it. Dean kicked my sand equation at me. That idea might never come back to me unless it was fully written out. Now I only had half. I was so upset that I started to cry. My poor equation.
"Hey, what did you do that for?" Motimon shouted.
"Dean, look what you did!" Makoto yelled even louder, as unexpected as it was. I looked up at him and that's when I saw the fire in his eyes. He meant business!
"Come on, Makoto." Dean said. "You would've done the same thing."
"No, I wouldn't have." Then Makoto actually shoved Dean! He was standing up to a bigger kid…for me. "What you did was totally stupid!" He pushed him again.
"Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?" Dean shoved him back.
That's when Makoto snapped. He kicked Dean in the shin, making him fall to the ground. Then, he grabbed the collar of his shirt. "Let me tell you something. Hitomi is my sister. If you mess with her, you mess with me." He dropped Dean on the ground and kicked sand in his face. "How do you like sand in your face?"
Up until this point, I felt useless when bigger kids bullied me. It didn't happen often, but I would always flee into the bathroom and cry. Now, I have someone there for me. I have a big brother. Who cares if our parents aren't even dating? It's still official to me.
"Sorry, man." Dean said. "I didn't know that was your sister."
"Ew." Brittany said. "The weird girl is your sister? You don't even have the same last name."
"It doesn't matter." He held out his hand towards me and helped me off of the ground as I did my best to wipe sand off of my face. With his arm around my shoulders, he said "Let's go home."
"Aw! That's so sweet!" Brittany cooed as we walked away. "Why can't you be that sweet to me? I'm your sister, you know!"
"I am nice to you!" Dean complained as he walked away.
But as we walked further and further from those creeps, Makoto didn't retract his hand. He still kept his firm grip around my shoulders as if there was more trouble to protect me from. He even kept that angry face on.
"Hey," I said, "are you okay?"
"I'm fine." He said. "How are you?"
"Good." I nodded. "I appreciate you sticking up for me back there."
"Yeah?" I nodded again. "That Dean always fires me up. The worst thing is that he doesn't expect me to do anything to him because I'm short."
"That's not cool." I commented.
"I really don't like that guy." Motimon said. "He made Hitomi cry."
"Yeah! And he called Makoto short!" Tanemon said.
"But I really want to know something." I said before we could continue the bad thoughts of Dean. "Do you really mean what you said?"
"Of course I do." Makoto said, finally releasing his grip. "We live in the same house and you're younger than me. You need a big brother around."
I was speechless as a tear fell down my cheek. "Thank you." I said after a moment of silence. Then, I started crying again.
"Hey," He said with a tender tone and giving me a nice, warm, sincere hug, "why are you crying?"
"I'm happy." I told him. "I finally have someone to depend on when I'm in trouble."
"Yeah." He said with his arms still wrapped around me. Once I calmed down, he let go. "So what do you want to do inside?"
I wiped my face clean before saying "You choose."
"Well, I've always wanted to see you do your computer stuff…"
"Really?"
"I was curious."
If it was possible, my smile grew ten times the normal length. "Okay! Let's go!" I grabbed his hand and ran again. This was definitely the start of something beautiful!
Talk! Talk! Talk!
Different POV! Different POV! Different POV!
Talk! Talk! Talk!
After work, I headed to Mimi's restaurant. I figured that I should at least give her a ride home. When I got inside, the place was so busy! There were people coming in and out in all kinds of speeds and a huge cacophony of clanking dishes and random conversations. It was around five so this must be the dinner rush. "Izzy!" Mimi shouted, trying to make her way to me.
"Hi, Mimi. Are you ready to go?" I asked.
"Yeah, just let me clear off one last table. Stephanie's late again." She said. Stephanie, from what I heard, was often late. After about five minutes, she was ready. "Someone really needs to talk to her about being late. I have a kid at home." Mimi mumbled.
"Come on. Let's get in the car." I wrapped my arm around her and guided her through the parking lot.
When we got in, I turned the ignition on and changed the radio station to the one we used to listen to when we used to go out: the pop rock station. I forgot what it was called. "Oh, Izzy, you remember our station!" Mimi awed then gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I can't wait until we could do something like this all of the time."
"Me too, but I don't want to spring it on the kids. We should make it casual." I said.
"Casual." Mimi repeated as she looked outside the window. "Izzy, you know what we haven't done in a long time?"
I took my eyes off of the road for a split second to look at her. "What?"
"We should spend a little alone time." She said, leaning on my shoulder. "Go park somewhere."
"I have a better idea." I took the nearest U-turn and drove to the nearest car wash.
I drove onto the track and put the car in park. Like on our third date, I lowered my seat and watched the jets dispense water and soap. Then, Mimi did the same. The thumping of the foam brushes blended in with the thumping of my heart. The swishing of the water and soap made me feel like I was under water. It moved me. In a way, it took over me. I made a bold move by kissing her and digging my hands through her beautiful soft hair. Our passionate kiss lasted forever under the soothing sound of moving water.
"Mimi," I said as soon as the ride was over, "I don't want our relationship to end the way it did."
"It doesn't have to." She kissed me again. "We'll tell our kids and everything will be fine."
"Yeah." I smiled. "Let's just hope that they get along with each other first!"
Home! Home! Home!
As soon as I opened the front door, I saw something I thought I would never see so soon. Hitomi and Makoto were carrying boxes out of the guest room and into Hitomi's room. Plus, they would giggle every time they met up with each other. "What's going on?" Mimi finally asked.
"I'm moving out, Mom." Makoto answered.
"He's moving into my room!" Hitomi cheered.
I looked at Mimi who only looked back at me. Then I saw how serious the kids were. "What brought this on?" I asked as I crossed through the living room and sat on the couch.
"Makoto stood up to this rammcat, Dad! He defended me!"
"He did?" Mimi asked, running to her son and gave him a hug. "That's so nice to hear! You're standing up for your friends!"
"Not only that, but he called me his sister!" She cheered and clapped her hands.
"Sister?" Mimi and I asked.
"Yeah." Makoto answered, putting another box into her room. "With her status at school, I figured that she needs an older brother."
"Then we started talking and getting to know each other better." Hitomi grabbed his suitcase and dragged it with her.
"It turns out she's more pathetic then I thought so I decided to move in with her." Makoto put the last box on the floor and dusted off his fingers. "Done."
"Yay!" Hitomi cheered.
"You even have his bed in there?" Mimi asked.
"Yeah, Mom, we both did that." He answered.
Mimi and I shared another glance. "Well, that's great that you're getting along." I said.
"Yes, it really is." Mimi agreed, but I still can tell that she was as confused as I was. The Tachikawas just moved in yesterday and the kids are already joined at the hip! How prodigious is that?
Hitomi held Makoto's hand. "Come on, let me show you something!" And with that, the kids were gone.
The house was quiet for a minute before Mimi decided to speak. "I think this is a sign."
"What?" I asked.
"The kids saying that they're siblings. It's a sign."
"It is?"
She smacked her lips and sat next to me with that smile that told me that she had an idea. "Yes, it is." Mimi crossed her legs and leaned closer to me. "If they believe they're related, then we should be together."
"You think so?"
"I know so. I think now's a good time to tell them."
Of course, I thought so too, but I still managed to push the subject. After I gave her a smile and a "you're right," I took the whole family out to dinner. I told Mimi that I would tell them there, but I chickened out. Why was it so hard to tell them that we're dating? I even had the golden opportunity during the ride home, but I didn't take it. Finally, we were home and the kids were ready to go to bed.
As they were leaving, Mimi smacked my shoulder and pointed to the kids and mouthed the words "tell them." So I did.
"Kids, we want to tell you something." I said just as Hitomi had her hand on the bedroom doorknob.
"What is it, Dad?" She asked.
"Come and sit on the couch." Mimi told them. When they did and they were comfortable with their Digimon, the conversation was finally ready to go.
"First of all, Mimi and I are glad that you two are getting along." I started.
"And you remember how we used to date in the past." Mimi added.
"Well, now that we know that you're comfortable with each other, we thought that it wouldn't be too much of a shock to tell you that…" I looked at Mimi to see if she would finish the sentence, but she didn't. Great. "…Mimi and I decided to continue dating."
Mimi held my hand in a way to say that she was proud of me. Then, I saw that Hitomi was pretty ecstatic about it. Makoto, on the other hand, looked like he could care less. Then again, he was apathetic about a lot of things. I guess this is just one of them.
"Well, what do you think?" Mimi asked. I'm guessing that was more towards Makoto.
"Okay." He only said.
"That's it?" She asked.
"Well, it's just that I saw it coming." Then he gave me a smile. "So are you going to marry my mom?"
I blushed. "Well… you see… I…"
"Makoto, things like that take time." Mimi scolded.
"But I really want Makoto to be my brother." Hitomi said.
"And, believe it or not, it's kind of cool to have a sister." Makoto said.
I looked at Mimi who looked back at me. Then we both looked at the kids. "We'll see." I said.
"Okay!" Hitomi cheered.
"We'll be one big happy family!" Motimon cheered.
"Just like Matt and Sora!" Tanemon cheered.
That was what kind of got me nervous. Would we be like Matt and Sora and be destined to be together forever? Or would it all be a lie like Kayo and me?
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