A/n- read part one first, it's on Moonchild's account. The rest is under mimikins' account. Umm, this will be a little different than the other parts because I wrote it, not them. Hope you like it the only problem at this point is that I don't have a plot just yet so I have to think one up. But when I do, it will be the coolest ever!!! Wait, in the process of writing this authors note, I came up with a plot! Cool!
Mimi's Note: Hehehe..RisingPhoenix spit this one out REALLY fast, I commented I was stuck on ideas for this last chapter, and she's like "I'll write it!" Sure enough, by the time I get home from the chorus concert (which absolutely sucked) I have a fic sitting in my mail! Well, that's all I have to say. ENJOY! REVIEW!
No, I don't own digimon and that's probably a good thing because if I did the entire thing would be a mimato fest and that would piss off a lot of people.
Mimi flopped against the elegantly wallpapered wall, staring up at her ceiling, tears hazing her vision, her view of the world. Why did she push him away? Why? At this point she was banging her head against the wall, repeatedly, unceasingly. She glanced around her apartment, looking at all the hard work she had put in, all the happy memories, and all the bad. Too bad I have to leave, she thought to herself. I just got this place the way I wanted it.
She made a quick call to some important people, saving the travel agent for last. She didn't call any of the DigiDestined. She would tell them tomorrow, when it was too late for them to get her to convince her otherwise. She wanted out of this country, she didn't belong here, she didn't belong with Matt. Well, actually she did, but she decided that their relationship was beyond redemption, past the breaking point. You don't put someone through rejection twice, then come crawling back, you just didn't.
She lay down to sleep after eating the uneaten half of the cake, a box of cookies, and a bowl of ice cream (comfort food. Come on, you would do the same thing if you lost Matt. I mean, can you say hottie? ^-^).
Staring up at the ceiling once more, Mimi reflected on what she was doing. Leaving the one person she truly cared about, that truly cared about her. But it was wrong to keep holding on to something that she would just shatter all over again. Every time it was working out, every time Matt reached out to her she pushed him away, left him in the dust. It was time for her to move on, because if you really love something, you let it go, you don't drag it down with you anymore. She fell asleep crying, thinking that what she was doing was actually right.
The next day, Mimi was a nervous wreck. She threw on one of her designs from her 'girl on the go' collection (a pale green ribbed turtle necked tank top and kacki skirt that reached just above the knee) and flew around the house packing everything she needed, and leaving everything she didn't. She had arranged so that Yoko, a friend of hers that lived next door and whose best friend was manager of a moving company, would have everything packed for her and shipped out. Her plan was that she would take the 11:30pm flight to New York and never come back to this country, ever again. If her friends wanted to see her, they could just fly out to New York.
All her business arrangements had been made. Her company's base in the Big Apple would be her new headquarters. She would keep her branch in Japan, but never visit it. It they needed to see her so badly, they could fly out to New York, because Mimi had had it up to her ears with Japan, with Odaiba, with everything Matt.
It was noon when Mimi met with Sora and Kari. All the others were busy, and she didn't want to speak to Matt anyway. Assuming that she had just wanted to meet them to chat, Sora and Kari ate ravenously, laughing and joking. They didn't notice Mimi picking gingerly at her food and acting very secluded.
"You guys, I have an announcement to make."
"Don't you think Matt should be here when you tell us about the engagement?" asked Kari innocently. Mimi ignored her and went on.
"I'm leaving. I'm moving to New York, I just can't take it here anymore. I've had everything arranged with my business and apartment, and I'm leaving."
Kari and Sora stared at her blankly. "What?"
"You heard me, I'm leaving. I'm going to live in New York. The flight leaves tonight at 11:30 and it's a one way ticket."
"But Mimi, why?"
"Because of Matt. We just don't belong together. Every time we get close, I hurt him, I hurt myself, and I'm sick of it. He can have any girl in the country, in the world, and he deserves better than me. He deserves better than a girl who will just hurt him, and I'm sure he can find one. Just wait, at his next concert he's gonna find some beautiful super model and he won't even remember me. Just wait."
For the next half an hour, the two of them tried everything to get her to change her mind, but she wouldn't budge. They would have gone on longer, but Mimi said goodbye, and they had no choice but to do the same thing or they would never get the chance.
"You two have to promise me you won't tell Matt, you have to promise me. I don't ever want to see him again, I don't want to hurt him anymore."
They both promised, but Kari just ran the idea over and over in her mind, "she didn't say I couldn't tell TK."
As Mimi wrapped up the loose ends of her move and finished packing, Kari was busy herself. She was supposed to go to a movie with TK that afternoon, and waited patiently for him to show up at her house. He pulled up in his black Honda, and practically skipped up to her doorway. Good old TK, still a three year old at heart. Kari swung the door open just as he was pulling his hand up to ring the doorbell.
"Hi Kari. Ready for the movie?"
"TK, Mimi's leaving."
"Cool. She deserves a vacation. Where's she going."
"No, I mean she's moving away. She's going to live in New York and she isn't coming back." Kari went on and explained all about her situation with Matt. TK listened, wide eyed, for the entire duration. Without another word he ran down the stone pathway to his car and sped off.
"Ugh. If I knew that he was going to blow off our date, I never would of told him," proclaimed Kari with mock indigence and laughed softly as she walked back inside and closed the door.
Mimi was standing in the doorway, looking in the small auditorium where Matt was playing with his band. The place they were playing at was nothing more than a local coffeehouse, even though it was an internationally acclaimed rock group. Matt took his duties as a local band leader very seriously and often played at local gigs for very little, as if paying back the places where he had gotten started and had made him famous.
Thankful for the darkness that concealed her, Mimi remained in the shadows watching the three man group. Matt's voice surrounded her like the wings of an angel, and she allowed the melody to wrap around her, listening half conciously until she recognized her favorite song being played. Her favorite song, that is, that was not by Matt's band. It was Vertical Horizon's Everything you want. She had always loved this song, but hearing it by Matt made it so much better, so much more meaningful. But she didn't stay for the entire single, she left the building before he could sing the words that would be like a knife in her back. Even though she left, the lyrics still followed her out the door and across the street.
"I am everything you want,
I am everything you need,
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be.
I say all the right things,
At exactly the right time,
But I mean nothing to you and I
Don't know why…"
She didn't see another blond haired, blue eyed individual letting himself in the building and marching up to the stage.
TK jumped up on the stage and whispered something in his brother's ear, leading him off the stage at the same time. The other members of the band quickly announced that the singer would be back shortly and began an instrumental number to keep the audience's attention. They waited patiently for their lead singer and guitarist to come back, but he left them hanging there for a very long time.
"What is it, TK?"
"It's Mimi. She's going to New York. She doesn't think you two belong together."
"Of course she doesn't. She hates me, and if she hates me I don't think it would be a good idea if we stayed together."
"But that's just it. She doesn't hate you, I think and Kari thinks that she still loves you. Actually, we know she does, but she thinks that she's gonna hurt you if she doesn't leave. She loves you so much, she would break her own heart so that she won't be dragging you down anymore."
"Dammit, why would she think that?"
"Don't ask me. All I know, is she's leaving."
Matt looked stricken, but then his muscles relaxed into a depressed air of resignation. He turned so that his brother wouldn't see the tears. "She doesn't love me. How could she love me? She's leaving because I'm not good enough for her. Come on, TK, admit it. She could have any guy in the world, just wait. The second she steps off the plane a thousand New York Guys are going to be all over, and she's going to find some hot Calvin Klein model and forget all about me. Just wait.
TK smacked his brother upside the head. "COME ON MATT, STOP SAYING THINGS YOU KNOW AREN'T TRUE!!! YOU LOVE MIMI, AND SHE LOVES YOU BACK. YOU ARE GOING TO THE AIRPORT, AND YOU ARE GETTING HER BACK IF I HAVE TO KNOCK YOU OUT AND DRAG YOU OVER THERE BY THE SCRUFF OF THE NECK!!!!" Matt turned to face his brother, rubbing his temple where he had been struck. TK continued, his voice now soft, eyes brimmed with anger and knowledge beyond his years.
"If you know, that this is the one, and if you feel it, every time that you touch her, and every time you hear her voice. If you know, if you just know that she is the girl that you can share your life with, and who can make you happy, you had better not let her get away, because you might just not be able to ever replace the piece of your heart that she took with her."
And eerie silence followed TK's speech. Matt stared at him, dumfounded. "But what can I do?"
"Go, now. It's 10:00, it takes an hour go get there, and her flight leaves at 11:30. Run." Obediently, Matt bolted out the door, and leaped into his convertible, not even bothering to pull the top up, despite the rain. TK listened to the screech of tires on wet pavement. He punched the air, and let out a shout of victory that rang throughout the building.
Matt ran. He ran as he never had before, out of his car and into the airport. He cut about 20 people in line, and banged his credit card in front of the lethargic clerk.
"Hello, Sir. How may I help you?" she spoke the words so slowly it was like she was placing a period between each one.
"I need a ticket for the 11:30 flight to New York, I don't care what class, I don't care where, I don't care how much it costs, I JUST NEED A TICKET NOW!!!!"
"Sir, there are about 16 flights, all leaving for New York at that time. Which airline?"
"I DON'T KNOW WHICH AIRLINE, I NEED THE ONE WITH MIMI TACHIKAWA ON IT!!!!!!" Matt was going beet red in the face and screamed it so loudly the entire terminal was staring at him. The lethargic woman remained unfazed.
"I'm sorry sir. I don't know what flight this so called Tapinawa lady was on." but Matt wasn't listening, he was staring at a young woman behind the counter about seven tellers down running towards him.
"Did you say that you were looking for Mimi Tachikawa?"
"Yes, do you know where she is?"
"Wait, are you Yamato Ishida?"
"Yes yes, that's me, but what about Mimi?"
"This must be my lucky day! My favorite designer and my favorite singer both here together!"
"Just get me to Mimi!"
"Oh, right." The young woman's hands flew across the keys with a speed that rivaled Izzy's. As she worked, she spoke.
"About half an hour ago, she came through here. She said that she needed to get away from Yamato so she wouldn't hurt him anymore. I never thought that it would be you, Yamato Ishida. Wait, do you have your passport?"
"Shit!"
"That's OK. I'll let you through if you just autograph this," she said as she slapped his CD on the countertop. Matt whipped out a pen and wrote "To my best friend in the whole world and savior, Liz. From Yamato Ishida." Pausing only to look at her nametag. He gave her a quick hug and shouted his thanks as he ran through the terminal, but Liz didn't hear him because she had passed out after handing him the ticket.
Mimi walked down the hallways of the Airport. She walked into a news stand and grabbed a copy of Vogue magazine looking at it just long enough to make out the title, and not seeing the picture on the front cover. It was only when she sat down that she realized that Matt's face was plastered across the front, that seductive, secretive smile on his lips. She stared in a trance at his perfect features, his spiky hair, his azure eyes. She snapped out of it when pre-boarders for her flight were called, and she threw the magazine in the trash without even opening it. She knew that half of it would be nothing but pictures of him and his life story. Then, wondering of she was mentioned, she dug it out and flipped it open.
She read half of the article only to discover that the magazine had made her out to be a back-stabbing witch who leeched off him and led him on, only to dump him and break his heart. Even though Matt's only words on her were "About Mimi Tachikawa and I, no comment." She flung it back in the garbage with disgust.
Reading about Matt brought back innumerable memories of him. She remembered their last kiss, and how right it had felt, how blissful it was to be in his arms. Then she remembered where she was and why, and she shook her head violently as if to rid it of all those thoughts. As she walked up to the clerk in front of the gateway, she thought she could hear his voice again, but dismissed it as only her imagination.
Matt's feet pounded the linoleum. He had forgotten how big this airport was, and he was exhausted from sprinting so long and so hard, but he kept going, his brother's words ringing in his ears. "If you know, if you just know that she is the girl that you can share your life with, and who can make you happy, you had better not let her get away, because you might just not be able to ever replace the piece of your heart that she took with her."
Matt was drenched to the skin. His T shirt was soaking wet, and while it was normally gray, it had been turned black by the moisture and clung to his skin. His hair hung down in little clumps over his red face, a few stray strands flying out in the air behind him.
At the end of the wing, he could just make out the terminal he was looking for, and who he was sure was Mimi walking toward the teller. With a burst of strength, he accelerated even more, and screamed out her name in desperation. She was at the teller now, handing over her tickets. Again, he shouted her name but she didn't respond, didn't even turn around. He was close, so close, almost at the right gate. His lungs were burning up, his legs were on fire, but still he ran. She was past the teller now, she glanced at her watch and stepped onto the gray carpeted threshold.
Mimi walked up to the teller, handed over the tickets, and proceeded on into the thin hallway connecting the plane to the terminal structure. She was about 10 feet past the gateway, when she heard her name. Instinctively, she turned around to see a blurry mass of blonde hair and blue eyes coming at her like a speeding train and bulldoze into her, sending them both crashing to the ground.
"MATT!!! I left so I wouldn't hurt you anymore!! Why did you come??!!"
Matt took in a deep breath, recovering from running so hard and so long. "Mimi, nothing could hurt me more, than never seeing you again." Once again, he took her in his arms, and they kissed, but this kiss was different, there was no shadow of doubt, so possibility of it being wrong. And this time, nobody pulled away.
Ok, that's it people. I hope you liked it, I had fun writing it. But… I have to say that it is not at all in my nature to write a fic like this. I write angst, I write depressing sad stories where people die. You can probably tell that this is not your standard happy go lucky romance, although I tried. But that's like asking Stephen King to write a comedy, it doesn't work. If it were up to me, Matt probably would have missed the plane and it would of crashed and then Matt would have committed suicide because he couldn't live without Mimi, etc. But I had to write a fluff fic because it was for my pal Mimikins and this was a fluff fic series so that wouldn't have been good.
Once again, I hope ya liked it. More fics by me can be found on my account, I'm RisingPhoenix, and I have another fic on Mimi's account (yes, her real name is Mimi, btw, and we know each other in real life. I'm going to see her at school tomorrow) it's called a Crystal Truth but it's bad since it was my first ever. Actually, I only have two not including this one, so that's not saying a whole lot ^-^ I love the fact that you've read this far, now all we ask is that you review!!! PLEASE OH PLEASE REVIEW!!!!
Aurevuari, I got nothin else to say. RisingPhoenix =-)
Mimikins: RisingPhoenix is on the phone with me right now, and she says that this is going to be the fluffiest thing you are ever going to see her write, and don't expect any other happy endings. (which of course are the best kind...)