Disclaimer: Digimon isn't mine, we all know I love Koushiro way too much to have done what they did to him in tri.

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On top of the Rock

"Excuse me? Would you mind taking a picture of us?"

"Huh?" Koushiro turned around; since he was too immersed in his thoughts, he barely heard the female voice that was talking behind his back.

There he was, in one of the most famous buildings around the world: the Rockefeller Center. On top of it to be precise. Koushiro never imagined the application he had created would end up taking him to negotiate with some of the biggest companies in Silicon Valley, California. And since he was already in the United States, why not visit its most famous city?

New York City was scary, he wasn't going to lie, yet he was glad he decided to visit it alone. He got to take as many pictures as he wanted and visit whichever places he wanted to visit. Plus, a technology convention happened to be going on during his visit, it just seemed like everything was falling right into place. The view on top of the Rock was breathtaking, seeing New York from such view made him noticed how similar it was from Tokyo. Both huge, chaotic metropolis.

"Prodigious," he whispered to himself, right before the brunette caught him off guard.

"If you'd mind taking a photo of us, sorry if I interrupted you." The lady behind that voice was quite remarkable, Koushiro thought to himself. He wasn't the kind of guy to stare at girls per se, not that he didn't like them, but he always had so many fluttering thoughts around his mind. Yet this one was hard to ignore. Maybe it was her colorful clothes, maybe it was her high pitches voice, or maybe it was because Koushiro's head was lacking oxygen from being so high up.

"No uh, sure I will," he said in his forced English. The lady was accompanied by two other girls, who seemed around her age, which made him wish, for that moment, he had brought his associates with himself.

He took as many photos as he could, afraid of messing them up because sometimes he could shake a little, just when he found himself feeling nervous.

"Thank you very much, they're perfect!" Koushiro gave the cellphone back to its owner and she immediately looked at the photos the redhead had taken. "Look Sora! Aren't they cute?" She asked one of her friends in perfect Japanese, which Koushiro wasn't expecting. At all.

"Y-You guys are from Japan?" They all seemed as surprised as he was.

There was this funny event where people suddenly loved their countries way more than they normally did once they stepped out of such country, and seeing typical things from your country, such as food or music made your heart skip a beat. So, when Koushiro found co-nationals on top of that skyscraper, he couldn't help but smile.

"Yes! Well, my friends are. I am too but I live here, so I'm the designated tourist guide!"

"Where in Japan are you from?" The girl, whom the brunette had called Sora before, asked. "I'm Sora by the way, that's Mimi," the brunette finally had a name Koushiro could place to her face. "And the one who keeps taking photos is Hikari."

"I'm Koushiro," he bowed. "And I'm from Odaiba, in Tokyo…"

"No way!" Mimi yelled, loud enough to catch the attention of a few tourists who were around them. "We're all from Odaiba as well! Isn't this crazy? That we never met on Odaiba but got to meet each other in the Rockefeller Center?" Koushiro blushed for some reason. Mimi was right, though, it was crazy.

"Did you come here by yourself?" The third one in their group, who Koushiro recalled was called Hikari, asked.

"Uh…" He was embarrassed. Normally, he wouldn't have made it such a big deal of it, he had been enjoying himself after all. But after seeing the group of girls having fun, he couldn't help but feel a bit lonely.

"Oh no way!" Mimi seemed genuinely concerned, "New York can be such a hassle, I can't believe you decided to do it on your own. Unless you've come here before?"

Sora made Mimi a sign that she'd be with Hikari visiting the gift shop downstairs. It was the first time Koushiro had noticed how chilly it was getting, since the sun was setting. They were on the 66th floor, after all.

"No this is my first time," Mimi seemed overly excited, Koushiro could immediately tell this girl loved the City. "And you're right, it's a little overwhelming."

"No, but I completely see the excitement of visiting a place by yourself." Mimi didn't seem like the kind of person to be by herself, Koushiro thought. She was just so full of energy that he just figured she'd be a people magnet. "Until when are you staying here?"

"Not until next Friday," he confirmed checking his phone agenda.

"Listen, my friends are leaving tomorrow so I must spend tonight with them. You know, girl's night," she winked, he blushed for some reason. "But I would love to be your designated tour guide while you're here, if you'd like."

Koushiro finally admitted to himself that Mimi was not only hard to ignore, but she was sincerely beautiful, everything and extravagant clothes included.

"That would be very nice of you," he nodded, hoping she wouldn't notice how nervous he was feeling, he even had to hug himself so she wouldn't notice his shaking hands. "Should we exchange-"

"Numbers?" They both laughed and did as they said.

Mimi turned her way around to catch up with her friends, leaving Koushiro extremely thoughtful. What were the chances of him finding three girls from the same place he was from on the other side of the world? Not that he believed in destiny or anything, but it was quite… prodigious.

And he had to admit, he was looking forward to seeing Mimi again.

Notes

Thank you so much for reading! I commented on tumblr that I've had this idea for a while now in my mind but I had intended it to be originally a Takari. YET I DON'T SHIP TAKARI ANYMORE? So I did a Mishiro, my first one in yearsssss.

I hope you enjoyed it, if so, please leave a review.

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Xoxo, GossipChii.