Sincere Kindness: Part Two
By: Lady Kisaragi
"Ken."
"......."
"Ken?"
"......."
"KEN!!"
"!"
Ken quickly sat up, but soon regreted it. His head made contact with the ceiling and he fell back in pain. "Ken are you alright?" Leafmon said, who digivolved to his baby form. Ken mumbled something and sat back up (carefully) holding his head and looked at Leafmon who was sitting on his chest. "I'm hungry." Ken looked at him for awhile and layed back down. "Are you awake?" Leafmon asked. "No, in fact I'm dead asleep. I wouldn't be able to wake up if hell froze over. And there's no chance I'm going to get up." He said. There was then a knock at his bedroom door. Probably his mother. Ken sighed and sat back up and had another unpleasant meeting with the ceiling.
After cursing for sometime, he swung his legs over the bed and jumped down landing softly on the floor. He walked over to the door and cracked it slighty. "Hi Ken!" A high perky voice said. Ken winced at the sound and held his head, he was not a morning person. He squinted to see a female figure, though it wasn't his mother, 'it was her'. If possible he his jaw would have dropped to the floor. She was wearing some kind of white cowgirl dress, feather looking necklace, and a pink hat. Her hair was no longer pink it was a cinnamon color, pulled into two pigtails. Even early in the morning she always seemed to look pretty. Pretty? Where did that come from? Ken then snapped back into reality as Mimi pinched his cheeks.
"There. Awake now?" She smiled. Ken rubbed his abused cheek, "How did you get in here? Don't you know breaking and entering is illegal." Mimi rolled her eyes, "You are 'so' not a morning person. Anyway your mother let me in. She left to go shopping and besides your late for our date." "D-D-date!?" He looked at her as if she spitted out the most evil words in the english language. "Ken it's an expression. Chill out. Now are you going to let me in?" She tapped her foot patiently and waited for his answer. "What time is it?" He asked rubbing his eyes. Mimi looked at her watch, "A quater till 9'." He squinted and started to close the door. "Go away." Mimi then placed a heeled boot in the door. "I don't think so. I'm taking you out today. And you're going to have fun darn it!" She pushed her way into his room and walsed passed Ken opening the curtains letting some light into the darken room.
Why is she here? And what does she want? Why does she desprately want to get to my feelings?
Ken pondered his question as he watched Mimi feed Leafmon a granola bar she got out of her purse.
"Eww....Your not planning on going out like that?" Mimi asked.
"No....Because I don't plan on going anywhere."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
Leafmon ignored their ranting and scavaged around in Mimi's purse for more food.
"No. I'm. not."
"Yes. You. are."
"No I'm n--Uh....I'm tired of playing these silly games with you. Just leave and let me sleep."
"You slept long enough. Hmm...I think first you need to fix that messy hair of yours." Mimi then pushed Ken down in a chair, but not to hard.
"Now....where's your brush." She asked.
Ken looked at her silently before he pointed to a brush that was sitting on his desk. Mimi walked over and picked up the brush and walked behind Ken and shook her head, "How did you let your hair get like this? Now if you cooperate this will day will go along smoothly, but if you don't....." An evil grin crossed her lips as she started to brush his soft blue hair with slow strokes. Mimi was amazed at how soft and smooth his hair was. Ken was more surprised that he actually let her touch his brush, let alone brush his hair. He could take the brush and do it himself, but something in the back of his mind told him not to, so he sat there with his arms folded and closed his eyes, almost like he was enjoying it. They sat there in mute silence. The silence was then broken by the blue haired genius.
"So....where are you taking me?" He asked dryly.
Mimi quarked a smile, "Thought you never ask....but you'll have to wait and see."
"Mimi....."
"Done." Mimi stood back and looked at her work.
Ken stood up and looked in the mirror to make sure she didn't torture his poor hair by sticking bows or something in it.
"I'll leave so you can get dress....or do I have to do 'that' too?"
"I think I can manage." He said.
Mimi grabbed her purse off the floor, boy it feels a littler heavier than usual, and walked out the door shutting it behind her. Ken looked at the door where the older girl had left through and gave a sigh and started to look for some clothes.
Mimi was looking at some photographs that were sitting nicely on the shelves. As she was looking at them, she then came across a picture of a younger Ken with another boy who seemed to be much older than he was.....must have been his brother. It must have been hard on him ever since his brother died. No wonder he acts the way he does. Mimi thought. Her train of thought was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. She turned around to see Ken wearing a dark violet, short sleeve satin shirt and some creamy tan pants.
"Whoa, Ken looking good." Mimi winked, as she took his arm and led him out the front door.
Ken cheeks flushed a little, but returned to their natural color as he shut the door behind them and was led out of the apartment building by the older girl.
***
"Mimi can we sit down? We've been walking for awhile and I'm getting hungry." Ken groaned. So far he haven't been having too much fun. If you call store shopping for two hours on your feet fun--it was more like tiring. If he knew she was going to drag him all around town he would have considered eating before he left this morning. And if he had to look at more clothes he was gonna scream.
"Alright. I guess I'm getting hungry too. We can go sit over at that resuraunt."
Thank god!
They sat down in some empty seats outside and waited for a waitress to take their order.
"May I take your order?"
"Yes, I'll just have some green tea and a rice ball." Ken said.
"Alright and you miss?"
"Oh, I guess I'll just have some green tea as well....
"Okay, then two green teas and one riceball......"
"....no wait I'll have two riceballs, no make that five..."
"Sure six......"
"Oh! And a slice of straberry shortcake."
The waitress and Ken sweatdropped.
"There isn't anything else you would like is there...."
Mimi thought for a minute, "No. That's all."
"Okay, I'll be back with your order." The waitress walked off.
"Hungry are we?" Ken smriked. Mimi turned a shade of red and laughed in embarassement. It didn't take the waitress too long to bring back their order. Mimi immdiately dug into her strawberry shortcake. Ken never saw such a girl with a 'big' appetite. He thought girls worry about their figures or weither they get fat or can't fit into their outfits anymore. Mimi was different. Of course, he could tell from the first time he met her. She was different. There could only be one Mimi. Thank goodness. Hmmm....
"Ken?"
"Huh?" Ken woke out of his day dream as a finger snapped in front of his face. He looked at Mimi who's cheeks were a bit flushed. I wonder why she....he did looked at his tea and snack that has been sitting there for almost fifthteen minutes....he then realized that he's been staring at her the whole time! Now it was Ken's turn to blush. Lucky for him, his embarssement was spared when two familiar figures approached them.
"Hi Mimi! Hi Ken!""
"T.k! Kari!" Mimi squealed.
To be continued.......Chapter 3
By: Lady Kisaragi
"Ken."
"......."
"Ken?"
"......."
"KEN!!"
"!"
Ken quickly sat up, but soon regreted it. His head made contact with the ceiling and he fell back in pain. "Ken are you alright?" Leafmon said, who digivolved to his baby form. Ken mumbled something and sat back up (carefully) holding his head and looked at Leafmon who was sitting on his chest. "I'm hungry." Ken looked at him for awhile and layed back down. "Are you awake?" Leafmon asked. "No, in fact I'm dead asleep. I wouldn't be able to wake up if hell froze over. And there's no chance I'm going to get up." He said. There was then a knock at his bedroom door. Probably his mother. Ken sighed and sat back up and had another unpleasant meeting with the ceiling.
After cursing for sometime, he swung his legs over the bed and jumped down landing softly on the floor. He walked over to the door and cracked it slighty. "Hi Ken!" A high perky voice said. Ken winced at the sound and held his head, he was not a morning person. He squinted to see a female figure, though it wasn't his mother, 'it was her'. If possible he his jaw would have dropped to the floor. She was wearing some kind of white cowgirl dress, feather looking necklace, and a pink hat. Her hair was no longer pink it was a cinnamon color, pulled into two pigtails. Even early in the morning she always seemed to look pretty. Pretty? Where did that come from? Ken then snapped back into reality as Mimi pinched his cheeks.
"There. Awake now?" She smiled. Ken rubbed his abused cheek, "How did you get in here? Don't you know breaking and entering is illegal." Mimi rolled her eyes, "You are 'so' not a morning person. Anyway your mother let me in. She left to go shopping and besides your late for our date." "D-D-date!?" He looked at her as if she spitted out the most evil words in the english language. "Ken it's an expression. Chill out. Now are you going to let me in?" She tapped her foot patiently and waited for his answer. "What time is it?" He asked rubbing his eyes. Mimi looked at her watch, "A quater till 9'." He squinted and started to close the door. "Go away." Mimi then placed a heeled boot in the door. "I don't think so. I'm taking you out today. And you're going to have fun darn it!" She pushed her way into his room and walsed passed Ken opening the curtains letting some light into the darken room.
Why is she here? And what does she want? Why does she desprately want to get to my feelings?
Ken pondered his question as he watched Mimi feed Leafmon a granola bar she got out of her purse.
"Eww....Your not planning on going out like that?" Mimi asked.
"No....Because I don't plan on going anywhere."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
Leafmon ignored their ranting and scavaged around in Mimi's purse for more food.
"No. I'm. not."
"Yes. You. are."
"No I'm n--Uh....I'm tired of playing these silly games with you. Just leave and let me sleep."
"You slept long enough. Hmm...I think first you need to fix that messy hair of yours." Mimi then pushed Ken down in a chair, but not to hard.
"Now....where's your brush." She asked.
Ken looked at her silently before he pointed to a brush that was sitting on his desk. Mimi walked over and picked up the brush and walked behind Ken and shook her head, "How did you let your hair get like this? Now if you cooperate this will day will go along smoothly, but if you don't....." An evil grin crossed her lips as she started to brush his soft blue hair with slow strokes. Mimi was amazed at how soft and smooth his hair was. Ken was more surprised that he actually let her touch his brush, let alone brush his hair. He could take the brush and do it himself, but something in the back of his mind told him not to, so he sat there with his arms folded and closed his eyes, almost like he was enjoying it. They sat there in mute silence. The silence was then broken by the blue haired genius.
"So....where are you taking me?" He asked dryly.
Mimi quarked a smile, "Thought you never ask....but you'll have to wait and see."
"Mimi....."
"Done." Mimi stood back and looked at her work.
Ken stood up and looked in the mirror to make sure she didn't torture his poor hair by sticking bows or something in it.
"I'll leave so you can get dress....or do I have to do 'that' too?"
"I think I can manage." He said.
Mimi grabbed her purse off the floor, boy it feels a littler heavier than usual, and walked out the door shutting it behind her. Ken looked at the door where the older girl had left through and gave a sigh and started to look for some clothes.
Mimi was looking at some photographs that were sitting nicely on the shelves. As she was looking at them, she then came across a picture of a younger Ken with another boy who seemed to be much older than he was.....must have been his brother. It must have been hard on him ever since his brother died. No wonder he acts the way he does. Mimi thought. Her train of thought was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. She turned around to see Ken wearing a dark violet, short sleeve satin shirt and some creamy tan pants.
"Whoa, Ken looking good." Mimi winked, as she took his arm and led him out the front door.
Ken cheeks flushed a little, but returned to their natural color as he shut the door behind them and was led out of the apartment building by the older girl.
***
"Mimi can we sit down? We've been walking for awhile and I'm getting hungry." Ken groaned. So far he haven't been having too much fun. If you call store shopping for two hours on your feet fun--it was more like tiring. If he knew she was going to drag him all around town he would have considered eating before he left this morning. And if he had to look at more clothes he was gonna scream.
"Alright. I guess I'm getting hungry too. We can go sit over at that resuraunt."
Thank god!
They sat down in some empty seats outside and waited for a waitress to take their order.
"May I take your order?"
"Yes, I'll just have some green tea and a rice ball." Ken said.
"Alright and you miss?"
"Oh, I guess I'll just have some green tea as well....
"Okay, then two green teas and one riceball......"
"....no wait I'll have two riceballs, no make that five..."
"Sure six......"
"Oh! And a slice of straberry shortcake."
The waitress and Ken sweatdropped.
"There isn't anything else you would like is there...."
Mimi thought for a minute, "No. That's all."
"Okay, I'll be back with your order." The waitress walked off.
"Hungry are we?" Ken smriked. Mimi turned a shade of red and laughed in embarassement. It didn't take the waitress too long to bring back their order. Mimi immdiately dug into her strawberry shortcake. Ken never saw such a girl with a 'big' appetite. He thought girls worry about their figures or weither they get fat or can't fit into their outfits anymore. Mimi was different. Of course, he could tell from the first time he met her. She was different. There could only be one Mimi. Thank goodness. Hmmm....
"Ken?"
"Huh?" Ken woke out of his day dream as a finger snapped in front of his face. He looked at Mimi who's cheeks were a bit flushed. I wonder why she....he did looked at his tea and snack that has been sitting there for almost fifthteen minutes....he then realized that he's been staring at her the whole time! Now it was Ken's turn to blush. Lucky for him, his embarssement was spared when two familiar figures approached them.
"Hi Mimi! Hi Ken!""
"T.k! Kari!" Mimi squealed.
To be continued.......Chapter 3