Internet friends Chapter 3

Author: Sakura

Notes: Okay, I know I like cliff hangers alot. But, for sure this time. You will get the answer! Yes, you will find out who Jeremy is. Ha. well, just read.

Special thanks to Kimaru and Mystical dreamer. Thanks.

Disclamer: I don't own digimon, so stop bugging me about it.

Jeremy is the same age as Mimi. so, please, don't throw flames at me!
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"You are Jeremy?" I screamed.

"No, who's Jeremy, any way, I need some surgar for the bread I am baking." Joe said.

"Oh."

"Is that bad?" Joe asked.

"About what?" I replied.

"Never mind. Can I just have some surgar." Joe smiled

"Okay." I went to the kitchen and got some sugar and handed it to Joe.

"Thanks Mimi. I really appreciate this." Joe said.

"Okay, bye." I said.

"Bye."

Just then a figure appeared behind Joe, it was believe it or not. KEN. yes, Ken showing up in my apartment. I sure hope he need to borrow something.

"Uh, hi. Ken, do you need to borrow some surgar too?" I joked.

"Acturelly, No." Ken said. he didn't find it very funny.

"So, what do you need." I asked.

"Surprise, I am Jeremy!" Ken smiled for the first time in his whole life.

"What, I thought Jeremy lived in America." I said.

"I know, I am sorry.I didn't want you to suspect anything."

"So, okay. what?" I asked.

"Well, why don't you go out with me?"

"What, I can't do that, I'll be betraying my friends and myself." I said sounding mad.

"Oh, I knew this would happen, for every girl I liked. They always well don't like me back." He sounded really sad and lonly.

"Well, I guess I could go out with you once. And that's it. Okay?" I said trying to be nice.

"Thank you. Mimi. you don't know what that means to me, oh, I got you something." He handed me a bunch of beautiful red roses.

"Thanks, that's so sweet." I said.

"Well, where do you want to go?" He asked.

"Uh, I don't know." It was sorta creepy to go out with someone like that.

"Well, I made reservations at a restarunt near that really fancy thearter."

"Okay, that sounds fun." I muttered." Not."

"Since the restraunt isn't really far away. We can walk there, is that okay? Or do you need a limo." Ken said.

"A Limo?"

"Yeah, I got one ready. if you want to that is."

"Nah, I think walking is fine."

We got to the restarunt quickly. It was a short walk. He was being a gentle man and held the door for me.

"thanks."

"You're welcome." He said.

The restraunt is like one of those really fancy Franch restraunt, that eat worms or something.

"Good evening, misur, madam, Do you have a reservation?" A waiter asked.

"Yeah, look under Itchyjoji." Ken said.

"Uh, the famous Ken Itchyjoji." The waiter said.

"Whatever." He replied.

The waiter took us to a private room. There were lots of pretty flowers and chairs and tables. Ken ordereded a whole room to the both of us. Do we even need that?

"Uh, so, why you choose the name Jeremy?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just choose it." He replied.

I really like the Ken where he is not hurting digimon and he acts like a regular teen.

"So......"

"Yeah?"

"Nothing."

"Ken, can I ask you to do a favor for me. Please?" I asked.

"Yes, Mimi anything for you." He replied.

"uh, okay, so I was wondering right, could you stop hurting all those innocent digimon. Including the digimon of all my friends?"

"Don't you want to be my queen?" He asked.

"Hey, we are only on our first date."

"Sorry. I meant like in the future, If I am the emperor of the entire digital world. I'd be the king. And you'd be the queen. Isn't that good?"

"No, I guess not."

"What?"

"I don't want you to be well so mean to any one. You have a metal heart. I like you as a friend. I could like you more. But, you have to stop what you're doing to all the digimon." I said quietly.

"I am sorry. I can't come to that. I can't just stop hurting the digimon. That wouldn't be like me."

"I know, would you change, change for me." I said.

Suddenly the waiter came with the menus.

"Uh, these are in French. Ken."

"I know, oh, damn, you don't speak French. Okay, do you like chicken."

"Yeah, I fried chicken." I said.

"Okay, that's number 7 there." He explained.

"Okay, what are you having?" I asked.

"Uh, how about 7 as well." He said.

"Hey, um does all the waiters speak French?" I asked.

"Yeah, most of them." Ken said.

"Okay."

So, Ken here is ordering our meals in French. So, he might ask the cook to put some poison in mine. And I don't even know it. I don't trust him. But, I have to now.

"So, how's school?" I asked trying to change the subject.

"Uh, It's fine. Only if nobody look at me like I am a genius that don't need to have friends." Ken said looking sad again.

"You know, every time that you walk around, girls stare at you like you're some kinda big star. SO, many of the kids at your school probably just don't know how to talk to you. Since you speak really long words." I said trying to comfort him.

"Yeah, I guess. But, summer is almost here right!"

"Right."

"Oh, I need to ask you something. About the e-mail. You go to chat rooms?" I asked.

"Uh, yes. acutrelly yes. My mom is really happy that I am going some where other than my room." Ken laughed.

"Yeah, I am really happy for you too." I said.

"What do you mean?"

Uh, saved by the snooty French speaking waiter.

"Here's your um, chicken, here you go Sir, here you go madam." The waiter said.

"Thank you." I said.

"This looks really good." Ken said.

"Yeah, it looks what's the words that you guys use, oh, yeah. Yummy." Ken joked.

"Well, we don't really use it no more. But, it's a cute word." I giggled. (A/N: Okay, I am not really like Mimi kind of person. That means, I don't giggle)

The dinner was truly delicious. The chicken is really tender and soft and really good. (A/N: I couldn't think of any other good words to describe food.)

"Do you want dessert?" Ken asked.

"Uh, nah. I am pretty full with that chicken." I replied.

"Okay, me too. Check please." He called out.

Right away a waiter came over.

"How's if I pay half and you pay half?" I suggested.

"No, I pay for the whole thing. I invited you to dinner you know."

"Thanks. I don't think they take American Express anyway."

"Since it's so early, want to go catch a movie?" Ken asked.

"Hey, why don't we just go to the park instead?" I suggested.

"Okay, I like that idea better." Ken said.

We walked to the park quietly. It's getting darker every minute and chillier too.

"Here, you can have my jacket." Ken said.

"Thank you. But, won't you be cold?" I asked.

"Nah, it's okay." Ken said. But, I could see him shiver sometimes.

The park was very quiet. No one was there.

"So, how's Wormmon doing?" I asked.

"Oh, he's fine. He really like the new cartoon channel I added."

"That's great."

We were quiet for a long time. Until, Ken suggested that it was getting cold and that we should get home soon.

"Hey, are you cold." I asked.

"No, not at all." He replied.

"Well.............."

"Want to go home it's getting cold." He said.

"Yeah, I would like that." I said.

The walk back to my apartment building was quiet. But, eventurelly. We reached my apartment building.

"Well, I really had a good time today." I said.

"Yeah, me too. Maybe we can do this sometime again." Ken said.

"Yeah, maybe." I said.

Ken leaned over and expected a goodbye kiss. But, I pushed him away.

"I am sorry. I can't do this." I said.

"Yeah, it's okay." He smiled.

I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. I think he was really happy about that.

"Bye." I said.

"Bye."

Just as I was about to close the door. Some one pushed it open. It was Matt. And he is looking mad.

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Yes, I am so evil. I can't help it. It's just a cliff hanger. Some people who really wanted to know what happened. So, they come back and read the next chapter. That's why I do cliff hangers. Okay, please no flames. And the ages are 16 and a 16. I am sorry that I have to change the age, so that they can be together. Uh, you will think this author is so disgusting. But, really, good things will happen. oh, Matt will be with Mimi eventurelly. Acturelly in the future chapters.