Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon 
Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon or the songs that I put here

A/n- this is the sequel to Earthquake, after Yamato and Mimi finish singing "Daijobu." And the song that I put here also is from Kodomo no Omocha (sorry, but their songs are so great!), the first one is called "I will always" and is so *sniff* sentimental and *sniff* beautiful. The rest are all Digimon songs, from Japan translated to English. The first one is Mimi's Song, and the second one is Yamato's Song, I think it's called "Walking on the Edge"???

"I'm tired, Yamato." Mimi sighed.

"So am I," Yamato agreed, and smoothed Mimi's hair. She snuggled closer to him and played with the gold zipper he had on his jacket.

"Maybe if we sing loud enough maybe the Search and Rescue and find us," Mimi suggested.

"Yeah right," Yamato snorted and mimicked a gruff voice, "Look, there's singing coming from that rock pile over there, maybe there's stranded kids in there!"

"Oh shut up," Mimi giggled and punched Yamato's shoulder softly.

"Besides, we used up all the songs we know." Yamato slumped his shoulders.

"Nuh-uh, not all." Mimi waggled a finger at him and smiled, "You forgot the songs we learned—"

"Listen, Mims," it was the first time Yamato ever used her nickname, but the word slipped off her tongue pretty easily, "I don't feel like singin' right now, okay?"

Mimi stiffened, "Oh, okay."

"No offense or anything." Yamato quickly added.

"None taken." Mimi's face was still frozen, a fake smile plastered onto it.

"Rrrright," Yamato looked uneasily at her and closed his eyes. "I'm gonna sleep, okay?"

"Hai," Mimi mumbled.

~* Yamato's dream *~

It was a rainy, stormy sort of day in Japan and the Ishida household.

Mimi was there, in Yamato's room.

"Mims!" he cried out, surprised.

Mimi looked up from the Vogue magazine she was reading, and sneered, "Oh look, it's the world-famous rock star, Mr. Yamato Ishida himself."

"No, wait, Mims!" Yamato protested.

Mimi dropped the periodical and turned away, "Forget you, you gaki, all you ever think about is yourself, go away."

"Matte, Mims, you're not making any sense!"

"Lissen for once, willya? I'm tired of your babyish ways, and besides, I have many a candidate to choose from," Mimi swept her pink hair back and waved her hands. Immediately two boys appeared. Yamato recognized them as Jyou Kido and Koushirou Izumi.

"Mimi!" both of them blissfully cried, and wrapped their arms around them.

Mimi glared at Yamato one last time before vanishing into the arms of Koushirou and Jyou.

"MIMS!!!" Yamato shouted desperately.

~* Back to the rockpile *~

"Yamato! Yamato! Wake up!" a voice exclaimed urgently.

"Mm—Mims! Mimi!" Yamato groped at the air, still repeating his beloved's name.

"Wake up!!!" the voice yelled, and a stinging pain met the side of Yamato's face.

"Wwwuuuhhh?" Yamato blinked.

"Oh, finally!" Mimi Tachikawa threw her arms around Yamato.

"M-Mimi?" Yamato looked mildly startled.

"Heck, you were screaming bloody murder and I was soooo worried! What did you dream about?" Mimi lowered Yamato's head to her lap and kissed his forehead lightly.

"Dr-dream?" Yamato was not yet conscious, and he rubbed his eyes groggily.

"Yeah, or nightmare, whatever." Mimi bent down to kiss Yamato's cheek again.

Mimi's gentle lips on his face triggered the dream back into his brain, and Yamato suddenly looked terrified.

"What is it?" Mimi said soothingly.

"K-Koushirou! Jyou!" Yamato stammered, the soft, silken fabric of Mimi's miniskirt rustling against his cheek.

"Koushirou? Jyou?" Mimi took on a puzzled expression and ran her fingers over Yamato's lips.

Yamato's tongue flicked out to catch a bit of Mimi's finger, and she giggled.

Yamato continued: "You were in there, Mims. You were saying something about dumping me…"

"Dumping you???" Mimi looked horrified, "why would I think such a thing?"

"I—dunno," Yamato admitted. "You sorta conjured up Koushirou and Jyou…and said that you loved them instead…"

"Oh," Mimi pursed the lips, "Oh."

"It's just so confusing…" Yamato shook his head.

"Shh, go back to sleep." Mimi crooned, and cradled Yamato's head softly.

Yamato closed his eyes and was sent off to dreamland again accompanied by Mimi's soft singing.

~* One and a half hours later *~

Mimi slowly sang a heartbreaking and wrenching lullaby. 

"When you're crying I will always be with you
When you're feelin' blue, I will always smile to you
 
Sadness blows you in to cry
But I won't cry for yesterday
God knows well where you're going to

It's a lonely way..."

Yamato stirred and found Mimi singing. He knew the song well. So he softly joined in,
"When you're crying I will always be with you
When you're feelin' blue, I will always smile...
 
When you're sighing I will always be with you
When you're feelin' blue, I will stand beside you…"
Mimi stroked her love's hair and they ended the last verse with melancholy.
"When you're crying I will always be with you
When you're feelin' blue, I will always smile..."
"That's a beautiful song," Yamato whispered.
"Hai." Mimi felt salty tears cascading down her cheek.
"Iie, don't cry, koishii." Yamato's eyes widened, alarmed. He reached up and brushed a tear away.
{He called me "koishii"…} Mimi thought with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Oh, good." Yamato smiled, relieved.
"See? Don't you feel better after singing?" Mimi teased.
"Heck, I remember that time when you sang…" Yamato grinned, "Wontcha sing that song again?"
"Hm? Oh, that one!" Mimi's eyes brightened. And she began:
"This sparkling feeling
Is like the sun
A droplet falls from a leaf
Onto my eyelashes…
 
I'm with you together
On this screen
Hold me and let's fly
To a far away beach
That continues on forever…"
Yamato smiled as she continued:
"The mid-day stars decorate my long hair
Please quietly give me a dazzling kiss
Maybe we'll become lovers when the spell is broken
But for now I'm only in your dream
 
Look, you'll hit that car
I worry
If our consciousness could fly away
We could see each other anytime.
 
Why can't our minds
Separate from our bodies?
That question is so beautiful
I'll catch you
With a wink and kiss
 
The dawn wind twines around my neck
The blinds sway slightly
We're living on this shining planet
But for now I'm just in your dream
 
The mid-day stars decorate my long hair
Please quietly give me a dazzling kiss
Maybe we'll become lovers when the spell is broken
But for now I'm only in your dream…"
 
Mimi finished with a blush on her cheeks.
"That was lovely," Yamato said warmly.
"Arigato," Mimi blushed again.
"Your welcome." Yamato suddenly heard voices.
Distant voices, but voices none the less.
"Didja hear somethin' Toshi?" "Yes, I did! This way!" "They might be the two kids trapped in here that the teachers said!" "Hai, they might and I think they are!"
Then a penetrating beam of a flashlight pierced thru the rocks.
Mimi realized what was happening, "Here! Over here! Help us out!"
Yamato was about to tap the rocks to perhaps signify where exactly they were, but decided against it as it might cause a rockslide, and that was the least thing they needed. So he called out, "C'mere! Right here! Help!"
Then a single rock was lifted out, and a grizzled face peered in, "Here they are, Toshi!"
The man called Toshi was as wizened and grizzled as the one who rescued them, and he spoke into his walkie-talkie to call for recruit.
"You're gon' be alright, kid," Toshi kept repeating.
Mimi was hugging Yamato in joy and tears of happiness were streaming down her face.
Yamato patted her back awkwardly and grinned when ten or so men lifted the stones out and Yamato and Mimi were greeted with sunlight.
Mimi squinted into the sudden rays of light, and then burst into a relieved laugh, "We're saved, Yamato-san!"
"H-hai," Yamato stuttered as five pairs of hands reached in and pulled the two out.
"You're okay now, kid, you're okay." Toshi slapped Yamato's back and shouted to a crew of cameramen and reportToshi slapped Yamato's back and shouted to a crew of cameramen and reporters, "Oy! They're o'er here!"
The crew swarmed over and jabbed at Yamato and Mimi with microphones and camcorders.
"How was it in there?" "How did you manage to breathe in there?" "Was it freezing cold or stifingly hot?"
The second and third question puzzled Mimi and Yamato. They didn't know how they managed to breathe in there, or why the temperature was just right.
"Oh—look!" Mimi gasped. Yamato's crest was glowing thru his Ralph Lauren (a/n- do they have Ralph Lauren in Japan? Ah well) t-shirt. 
Yamato pointed at Mimi's blouse, where her green crest of Sincerity was also shining.
"Oh wow," they said in unison. 
To this day, how two students have survived 34 hours under a pile of rocks remained a mystery, but some say it was the power of Friendship and Sincerity.
 
A/n- like it??? Should I make a chapter 3? Oh, and check out my other stories and review em, or "Fido" wont let you, just email them to me at DigimonGoddess@aol.com or CyberDracoMalfoy@yahoo.com. Well,
Later dayz!
CyberSerpent