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Love Song Part 3
Mimi didn't cry on Monday or Tuesday. She didn't speak to anyone save the teachers on Wednesday through Thursday, and barely spoke to anyone Friday morning or afternoon. Even Tai seemed highly concerned when Sora confided Mimi's current condition with him, and told her that Matt had been the same way; distant and silent. And then, Friday Evening came…
Mimi walked slowly backstage after a week of self reflection, trying to figure out exactly what she said wrong. She went through every word exactly, even went so far as to look certain key words up. But everything proved negative. So now there was nothing left to do but ask Yama why he did what he did and how it could be avoided in the future.
Her trip, however, was cut majorly short when she heard a rather…disturbing...giggle come from their usual meeting place. Mimi could her the a feminine voice, if that was what you'd call it, and the bell of Yamato's voice but not what he was saying.
"Oh Matt. It was so nice to invite me to your secret meeting place." The sound of the blonde's voice could be heard but wasn't clear, though Mimi was straining to hear.
"Enough games. You know that…I like you and all. And deep down, I'll be honest, VERY deep down, I know that you like me too. And when two people like each other, there's always the possibility of being…more than friends." Matt's voice could be heard louder, but not quite loud enough. Then, there was a sudden sound of scrabbled footsteps in Mimi's direction, and the girl was about to hide when the steps suddenly stopped and something was thrown against the wall. Not standing the suspense, Mimi looked around the corner and to her horror saw that crazy, maroon haired girl kissing Matt! Immediately, Yamato saw Mimi and threw the girl away, running towards her instantly.
"Mimi! Please, it's not-" The auburn haired girl spun around, tears stinging her eyes yet still not a drop fell.
"It's always 'It's not what you think' isn't it Matt? How ironic. If you lied about never wanting me to feel uncomfortable you're obviously lying now." With that, Mimi Tachikawa spun on her heel, more angry than anything else.
Matt watched his dream spin around the corner, something aching at him, telling him to follow. Before he could begin to run, however, a slender hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Matt…I'm-"
"Just…save it Jun." His voice warbled out soft and harsh as the blonde ran away from the secret spot and down the corridor.
Mimi dialed a number quickly, one she'd memorized by heart.
"Hello? This is Joe."
"Joe?"
"Mimi?"
"Could you come and pick me up?" There was a brief silence.
"Sure Mimi. Where are you?"
"I'm at "Rock This Way"."
"I was going to pass there. I'll be there in a minute. Okay?"
"Okay. Joe?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
"No problem Mimi-san."
Mimi Tachikawa put down the public phone and waited silently, never a cry or sniffle but the silent sound of breath against phone booth glass until a navy blue sedan pulled up in front of the club. Recognizing the car, Mimi stepped out of the phone booth as, ironically, a crack of thunder sounded in the sky, marking the beginning of a storm. Just as the car disappeared down the street, Yamato Ishida ran out into the pouring rain and looked around for any sign. Seeing none, he sighed deeply and ran towards his car.
A shaky hand unlocked the door to the Tachikawa residence in the dark while two morose figures stood on the porch. Mimi opened the door and turned the knob, finally turning back towards Joe and looking down at the ground. Both of them were soaking from the rain, just being outside for thirty or so seconds.
"Arigato, Joe."
"It's no problem Mimi. Just call if you need anything else." She nodded and quickly reached up, kissing him quickly on the cheek before slowly walking inside and shutting the door. Joe touched his cheek where she kissed him, shook his head and walked towards his car.
The auburn haired girl threw her keys on the table and collapsed in a wave of tears that had been pent up for a week. She would have liked to talk it over with her mother but both of her parents were off in New York for the week on a business trip. Sora was out on a triple date with Tai, Hikari and Takeru, and Daisuke and Jewel, in some place downtown. Sniffling slightly, Mimi was just about to wash into another wave of despair when the doorbell rang.
Wiping her eyes quickly, she opened the door to star directly into the blue eyes of none other than Yamato.
"What do you want?" Her icy words stung his shoulder more than the pounding rain. He too was soaking wet, blonde hair plastered onto his face showing it's length.
"Mimi, I want to talk to you. Please, could I just-"
"I don't really think there's anything to talk about."
"You're jumping to conclusions. Don't…don't be like that." Yamato laughed out for some reason, his eyes shiny like glass. Mimi didn't have anything else to say except the one word on her tongue.
"Go." Matt cocked his head to one side.
"Please can't you just-"
"JUST GO AWAY!" The girl screamed, tears running down her face and splattering the wet ground. Matt fell silent.
"Is that what you really want me to do, Mimi?" She looked away, crossing her arms and leaning on the door frame. A flash of spontaneous lightning flashed, illuminating only half of his face while he stood forlorn and sad. A deep shudder escaped the girl's lips as her ice cold face still refused to meet his.
"Just go."
Looking like a lost puppy, Yamato Ishida turned his back to her and walked down the pathway back towards his BMW. Mimi wanted to call him back, but she didn't. She wanted to appoligze, to take him and hold him and tell him everything okay. But she didn't. She didn't do anything except watch him leave.
"Mama?"
"Mimi dear, is that you?"
"Yeah mom. I…I wanted to ask if I could join you in New York for the next four months."
"Well, of course dear but I don't know-"
"Thanks mom. I'll start packing."
"But Mimi, Mimi-"
:click:
It was only ten minutes after the exit of Yamato Ishida did Mimi realize that their was nothing left for her in Japan. At least not at the time. New York would be good for her, she realized. Busy, prosperous, no one caring enough bother her, nothing to think about. Her college credits would take care of the two month absence without much trouble and credit to spare, after all, it was already April. Quickly and carelessly stuffing some clothing into the suitcase while she typed on her mini pink laptop, her eyes reluctantly lingered over three pictures on the wall. One was of Joe, the other of Sora and Jewel, and the last was of Matt, a picture she'd cut out from a flyer at the club. Mimi pulled two out of three pictures down from the wall and huffed angrily. Logging onto the airline web site, she typed in her name, and discovered that her mother had already booked her flight, which was to take place tomorrow afternoon. No smile crossed her pink lips, no light flickered with excitement in her eyes. All there was left was sorrow. Leaving the computer on without even clicking the 'Shut Down' button, she crawled into her bed and went into a restless sleep.
"Matt, what are you doing?" Her voice seemed to echo throughout the warped dimension, haunting and deep. She couldn't see the object in his hand, but it glinted in the moonlight. Her eyes widened when it turned out to be a razor. Yamato slowly lifted it towards the pale skin of his wrist, his eyes dark and sad.
"Goodbye Mimi." With one quick swipe, a line of blood poured out and instantly, he collapsed. She screamed in terror but she couldn't reach him, watching he slowly let his life drain away. She could see the pain in his eyes, she wanted so much to help him. But there was nothing she could do. And it hurt.
Finally, she ran towards him and lifted his head.
"Matt? Matt?" The words bounced off the walls into the emptiness. But no response came. She'd been to late. He was gone.
"Matt? Matt, please!" A tear came running down her cheek, beginning to ripple him out of existence.
"Matt?! Matt! MATT PLEASE!"
Mimi flew out of bed with wild eyes, looking around desperately. She found Sora and Jewel staring at her curiously.
"Are you okay?" Mimi took in a deep breath and nodded, glancing at the clock. She only had two hours before her flight left! The auburn haired girl shrieked and jumped out of bed running into the bathroom quickly. Jewel watched her curiously.
"That is one loco mamasita." Sora's eyes happened to catch the computer screen and read the details, gasping suddenly.
"Jewel! Mimi's leaving for New York in two hours!" Without thinking she grabbed the phone off of hook and dialed a number.
":yawn: Hello?"
"Tai! Mimi's leaving the country!"
"WHAT?!"
"I need you and Yamato to get the airport as quick as possible, okay?"
"Sure Sora. See you there."
"See ya."
Everybody's got something, they had to leave behind,
One regret from yesterday, that just seems to grow with time,
There's no use looking back, oh wondering, (oh wondering),
How it could be now, oh might have been, (oh might have been),
Oh this I know, but still I can't find ways to let you go,
Mimi ignored the rants of from Sora Takenouchi and Joya Briseno as they tried to talk some sense into her while she drove down to Odiaba Airport. Her mind was on Matt and only Matt, how he was such a jerk and so dishonest, and how she ever cared about someone like him in the first place.
I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you.
Tai met them in the airport, Mimi still had a whole half an hour before her flight could even board.
"Matt said he's not coming." Sora's eyes bulged out of their sockets.
"What do you mean he's not coming?" Tai shrugged pathetically. Sora restrained herself from choking the nearest person and sighed.
"We've got to do something! Tai, can't you see this whole ordeal is standing in the way of true love!?!" The carrot-top screamed in a whisper to her brown haired companion. Tai glanced over at Mimi and sighed stiffly. She looked lost and alone, not like herself at all. The boy glanced back at his accomplice and nodded sadly, hoping for everyone's sake that Matt would come.
Somewhere in my memory I've lost all sense of time,
And tomorrow can never be cause yesterday is all that fills my mind,
There's no use looking back, oh wondering (oh wondering),
How it should be now, oh might have been (oh might have been),
Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go,
Yamato Ishida sat placidly on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, imaging the image of Mimi or Tai's face when he told them he wasn't coming. Really, he only wanted to make her happy. She wanted him to leave. That's what he was doing. Leaving her alone for the rest of her life until she wanted him back, which of course would never happen. The phone rang again, but the blonde didn't bother to pick it up.
"Hi, you've reached Yamato Ishida. I'm either not home or just not picking up, so if you're not insulted by this answering machine message you can drop me a line after the beep."
:beep:
"Matt, this is Sora. Listen, I don't know what happened with you and Mimi last night but you need to get your scrawny butt- :Tai, just shut up I know what I'm doing: :rustle rustle: :sigh: :Fine!: :ahem: Just get down to the airport before Mimi leaves! Matt, she's leaving for New York! New York, you know? Big Apple? Land of no return? (no offense to you New Yorkers or anything ^.^;) You've got to get down here NOW! We're at Gate 12 7-34. Hurry!"
I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you.
You'll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will, say you will, you know you will oh baby,
You'll always be the one I know I'll never forget,
There's no use looking back oh wondering, (oh wondering),
Because love is a strange and funny thing, (and funny thing),
No matter how I try, I try I just can't say goodbye, no no no no,
"Do you think he'll come?" Jewel asked, as worried as the other two for his own sake. Tai shrugged again.
"I hope so."
I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you.
Finally, the flight line was called and Mimi got up to board the plane.
"Mimi, you can't do this! You'd be leaving us all behind!" Sora pleaded. The auburn haired girl shrugged lifelessly and moved towards the stewardess at the door.
"But…think about your life! You'd live in New York with all the strange people and…and dirty bathrooms…and, I hear their morning commutes are terrible!" Tai tried his hand at making her stay but to no avail.
"Chica, please don't do this. It's not right…something just seems so wrong about it." The chocolate éclair haired teenager told gently. Joe came running up but was blocked out of the way by Tai who was trying to pull Mimi away from the dock.
"Mimi…you're parents told me what was going on last night. What am I going to do without you?" The honey haired young woman actually turned around at this, tears stinging her eyes as she shook her head.
"I'm…I'm sorry."
"Mimi! Mimi stop! Mim- ow! Move out of the way, dang it! UGH! MIMI!" Mimi looked up beyond everyone else at the charging blonde moving 40 mph towards her. Suddenly feeling a sense of panic that she might just change her mind, the honey-eyed girl turned around and started to run away while Tai and Sora were distracted. Matt arrived and would have ran after the girl, if the stewardess hadn't had been there to stop him.
"I'm sorry sir. You can't board without a ticket." He stopped struggling and, with a deep motioned his hand over his shoulder, head down as he did so and walked away. To either of the quartet, they'd never seen anyone look so sad and forlorn, so lost and confused before. Or regretful in such a manner, even Jyou, who'd never met Yamato before.
I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
Mimi looked outside of the window of her airplane, her eyes glancing over every person she would be leaving behind. Her eyes seemed to linger on Joe and Sora, who were talking together. She could tell they were talking about… Speaking of which, she couldn't stop herself from glancing at the blonde who sat with his back up against the glass while Tai and Jewel tried to console him.
"Ma'am?" Mimi looked up at the kindly man who smiled gently towards her.
"I believe this is for you. Please, the giver asked me to take it as a memoir of Japan." Mimi nodded gratefully as the man walked away, opening a small gray box. It was necklace made of white gold, a small heart incased with an emerald. Gasping despite her sad disposition, she wondered how anyone could have afforded something like that. Sighing softly, Mimi tucked the precious trinket in her bag; she could barely comprehend what was happening. And as her plane started away towards New York, her last thoughts were on her love she was leaving behind.
I never found the words to say, (never found the words to say),
You're the one I think about each day, (you're the one I think about each day),
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you.
A part of me will always be with you, oooohhh
Turning just slightly to see the plane as it flew away, while tons of tears slipped down his cheeks internally but no tears fell physically, he whispered to himself softly.
"Mimi, where'd you go?"
"Oh Mimi, I was so worried that you were in some sort of trouble!" Mrs. Tachikawa embraced her exhausted daughter in the airport and her father patted her back softly.
"It's nothing mom, really." Without a second thought her parents ushered her off towards a taxi and the hotel room.
"Sora, I'm worried. It's been nearly three days and already he looks like Mimi just up and died or something." Taichi Yagami mumbled to his girlfriend (Taiora fans cheer!) as he sat on the couch in the Yagami household, her head resting in his lap while they sat in silence. The red-head glanced at the still blonde figure sitting in a chair across the room, staring blankly at a wall with his guitar in hand, but no music flowing out.
"Matt? Earth to Matt. Come in Matt." But to no avail.
Meanwhile, in New York, Mimi's parents were experiencing the same problem…
"Oh Corin. I don't know what to do. She's never been like this before. Only eight stores and three shopping bags!" Bell Tachikawa burst into a flood of tears on her husband's shirt. Corinith stroked her back gently.
"It's okay Bell. Mimi…is just, going through one of those teenage girl problems were wouldn't understand anymore." Bell hugged her husband again softly and stood up.
"You're right Corin. But I'm still going to talk to her."
Mimi stared at her ceiling as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. As of the moment, she was convinced it was the only thing in the universe that wouldn't lead her thoughts to a certain person. And yet again, as she glanced at the beautiful necklace in her hand, she stood corrected. A knock at the door startled the girl's thoughts, and as quickly as she jumped up in fright was the necklace back in it's box and hidden behind her back as her mother walked in.
"Mimi, can I talk with you?" Shrugging idly and turning her attentions back to the twelve-millionth, two-hundredth dot on each panel from their to the bathroom, her bright haired mother sat down next to her on the bed and sighed.
"Honey, you don't have to answer this but…" Bell stopped short of her question as her deep, amber eyes caught sight of the tiny box Mimi had set behind her and lifted it tenderly. Instantly, the young woman shrieked.
"Mom, don't…just." Too late. Bell had already opened the small jewelry box and revealed the precious necklace with a gasp. It sparkled in her jewel-like eyes with a small reflection of color. It was here that the carrot-haired woman noticed a small piece of white paper enfolded behind the backing and removed the letter, unfolding it gently.
"Mimi…I think you might want to read this…" She said before got a chance to read it, thinking it would be best to let the person meant to receive the message have the honor. By then, the honey-haired girl had gone back to softly counting the holes in the ceiling.
"Could you read it for me, please?" Mimi asked in a soft, whisper. The mother started reading slowly.
"Dear Mimi…"
Dear Mimi,
I'm sorry this probably didn't get given to you by hand; I'm not sure you would have taken it if I did. If your wondering where I got this, I'm going to be honest, I wouldn't have enough money to put a down payment for a link in the chain of this necklace; it was my mother's before she died a long time ago. I remember, she told me before she gave it to me, to give it to a thief. I didn't quite understand until now. That's why I'm giving it to you. My mother meant to give it to the girl in my life who stole my heart. You can consider this present whatever kind of gift you want to, but for me, I guess if you're never returning back to me, I'll consider it my going away present to you. I wish you all the best in your new life Mimi. And no matter how painful, please, don't ever forget me. I won't forget you…
Forever yours,
Yamato Ishida
Bell Tachikawa sniffled as she put the note back inside it's velvet pocket of the box along with the necklace and wiped the traces of water in the corners of her eyes where tears had started forming.
"Mimi…I think there's someone back there who really cares for you." Mimi looked beside herself and at her mother, who stood now smoothing out her skirt.
"And you know what I think?" She said as she wrapped her arms around her daughter and pulled her into a soft hug.
"I think you feel exactly the same way." Releasing Mimi from her hold, the woman's cheerful smile returned as she started pulling items off of the other woman's dresser and into a small bag.
"Mama? What are you doing?" Mimi's mom smiled softly as she pulled out the hot pink suitcase and put various articles of clothing inside.
"Packing."
"Packing for what?"
"For your return to Japan." Mimi stumbled in surprise and landed on one of the twin beds in her room.
"Japan?! I can't…I can't go back! I just got here a few days ago and…" Bell shrugged without looking up and continued to sort clothing.
"Young lady, you are going back to Japan and that's final." A soft smile broke out onto the delicate face of the younger of the two woman in the room.
"Oh mom. You're the greatest."
End of Part Three!
Okay, only one more chapter to go! :crowd gasps!: I can't believe I'm actually going to finish a story that's more than two parts! Wow! Okay, I just wanted to ask people that if they're going to flame me, at least flame me for having a bad story of thin plot or something. Not just for some D.A., lame-o, immature reason as they don't like the character coupling. You like Sorato? Or Taito? Or Takari? (Takari rules!) Don't take this rudely, but I don't care. So people like 'dreamer' and 'matt' can stop flaming me without leaving e-mail addresses for my love of Mimato. Hmm…I wrote a Mimato. I'm going to continue to write Mimato. Gee, that must suck for you! Don't like it? Don't read it. And don't flame me for it either. (please note, this is only to those specific people or people who are thinking about doing this in the future. I mean no disrespect to anyone else who believe anything else) So anyway, comments? RATIONAL flames? Winter parkas with indoor-thermostats? (are those real?) Send them all to me at Artetiegr@hotmail.com! Ja ne!