"Courting Miss Mimi"
Story Written by Freedom Fighter
Table of Contents
P Prologue
1 In Love with the New Girl - Michael's POV
2 More Than Just Friends? - Matt's POV
3 The Argument - Izzy's POV
4 The Perfect Girl - Joe's POV
5 Sisterly Love - Yolei's POV
6 The Day Everyone Fell in Love with Me - Mimi's POV
Part 1, Chapter 3 - The Argument
(As told by Izzy, in his point of view)
I have to admit, at this time last year I was 100% behind seeing Izzy get together with
Mimi. It's not that a lot of people hated seeing these two together. It's just that more
people preferred seeing Matt & Mimi as a couple.
These days... I don't know what to think. That's why I decided to write this fanfic. To
discover who Mimi should rightfully be with... along with finding out what other fans out
there think.
One thing I know still exists in rumorsville is that people keep stating that Izzy likes to
use his computer to find those 'very intimate' sites, for lack of a more appropriate word
to use. Now I won't go that far into revealing Izzy's thoughts of Mimi, but...
Expect some daydreaming on Izzy's part.
Ahem... oh great, here we go again.
Disclaimer: Digimon: Digital Monsters is created in Japan, and most likely, nothing will
change that. Oh, and Izzy, remember to examine the contents of your drinks before
sitting down with Mimi. We don't want a certain accident (i.e. 'Digimon: The Movie')
happening, do we?
***
July 14th, 12:30 p.m., Odaiba Secondary School
While I was working on my laptop, I went to work on e-mailing the others over at the
elementary school. I was sure that TK and Kari would be glad to see Mimi again after
what has seemed like an eternity. At least, that's how it felt like to me.
Okay, so I've never been especially kind to Mimi in the past. Like when I ignored her
when I was trying to solve that ancient puzzle in that temple on File Island. Or that day
two years ago, where Mimi was trying to announce that she was moving to New York
and I was ignoring her, trying to learn more about the anatomy of an amoeba. Hey, what
can I say? It was the biology phase of my life.
These days, I'm just kicking myself. Why? Because I never realized how beautiful Mimi
was then and still is today.
Why, I remember the first time I actually had a good look at her. That happened to be
exactly two weeks before she moved to New York...
[Flashback - Two years ago]
It had so happened that day that Mimi would come to me, asking for a favor. Who
would've thought? Mimi... asking me for a favor?
Ahem... anyway, I was at my locker after school when Mimi happened to bump into me.
"Ow!" she exclaimed.
I turned around, only to see Mimi standing there. She gasped and quickly apologized for
running into me.
"I'm so sorry, Izzy! You know how crowded these halls get... someone just pushed me
into you."
"That's okay, Mimi."
"Oh," she added, as her eyes lighted up. "I have to ask you a favor!"
"A favor?" I inquired, closing my locker after putting all my books into my backpack.
"Yep! I need you to help me with my math homework!"
"Math homework? You need help with something that simple?
"Well, excuse me Izzy, but all of us weren't born with an IQ of two hundred and fifty!"
"My IQ is isn't even that high!"
"Then I guess you're not as smart as everyone says you are."
"Hey! I'm smarter than you are, Mimi!"
"Says who?"
"Says me!"
"What makes you think that you're smarter than I am?"
"Because you're asking me to help you with your math homework!"
"Oh. That's right, isn't it?"
I smile. "That's why I'm smarter than you are."
That happened to be the wrong thing to say. She really blew up on after that one.
"Well, I don't need help from anyone as smart as you are! I can do my math homework
by myself! Goodbye, Izzy!"
Mimi stomps off. I look at my watch and start to count to myself.
"One thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three, one thousand four."
"Um, Izzy," Mimi said, slowly walking back towards me. "About the 'I don't need help'
part. I really do need help. Please?"
"I don't know, Mimi," I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Please! I'll do anything!"
I raised an eyebrow at this. "Anything?"
"Well, anything but find that bug or whatever it is you said is messing up that program of
yours."
"Of course. I know you aren't capable of doing that anyway."
"Humph. Fine, then I'll find it for you if you want."
"No way! I wouldn't let anyone touch my laptop!"
"Dang it, Izzy! Are you going to help me with my homework or not?"
"Okay, okay! You want to come over to my apartment tonight and do it there?"
"Sure, I guess."
"Seven okay?"
"That's fine."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you then."
"Okay then. Bye!"
I watched as Mimi slowly walked away. For one brief second, I could see the sunlight
accentuate her sparkling persona. She even looked like she turned her head and winked
at me. I could swear that I was going to melt on the spot. I had never felt this good about
Mimi before. I always thought that she was an obsessive whiner who complained and
complained until she got her way. But when I saw her walk away and briefly glance back
at me, my attitude about her completely changed.
That evening, I was working on my laptop, still attempting to find how to get rid of that
program bug. I was so involved in my work that I didn't hear Mimi enter the room.
"Hi Izzy! Your mom said you were in your room, so I found my way here."
"That's nice," I replied without looking away from my laptop.
"So," Mimi began, setting her backpack on the floor, "you wanna start?"
"Just give a minute."
I continued to look at the screen, examining one algorithm, and then another. I tried
renaming variables. I double-checked my cout statements. But I couldn't figure out
what was wrong. It was then that I realized that Mimi was standing right behind me. She
was obviously ticked off at me again, but at the same time she was glancing at the screen.
I panicked and literally fell out of my seat.
"Oh!" Mimi exclaimed, kneeling down to help me up. "I didn't mean to startle you."
"It's okay," I replied, slowly getting to my feet.
"That's good... because I'm tired of you eyeing that computer of yours twenty-four
seven!"
"I'm sorry, Mimi. I just can't figure out where this dang bug is."
"I can't believe you consider finding icky bugs more interesting than helping me with my
homework!"
"Hey! I'm here, aren't I? I'm going to help you with your homework! Anything so you
can get out of here and I can get back to this program of mine."
"'My program!' That's all you think about! Well Izzy, here's what I think of your
program!"
Mimi goes over to my computer and bangs her fist on the keyboard. Naturally, I freak
out. I reach over and grab her arm before she can slam her fist again.
"Are you as brainless as Tai? That's an expensive piece of equipment!"
All of a sudden, the laptop beeps. We both glance over and see that the program had
began to run. I watched the screen carefully. After a few seconds, the words 'Program
run successfully' appear. I can sense myself gawking in surprise.
"How did you do that, Mimi?"
"Huh? What are you babbling about now?"
"You... you fixed the problem! The program ran without any errors! You did it!"
"Did what? I don't see what the big deal is."
I quickly opened the program and checked over it. I instantly found where Mimi's
pounding had corrected the mistake in it.
"So that's what it was. My while loop was set for the wrong boundaries! Wow Mimi,
you're a lifesaver!"
Without thinking, I go over and hug Mimi, which catches her completely by surprise. Of
course, her natural reaction is to scream and struggle her way out of my hold.
"Izzy! What are you doing?"
"Huh?" I said, releasing my grip. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm just amazed that your anger
actually turned out to be useful for something."
"Oh, really? I tell you something else that my anger's useful for?"
"What's that, Mimi?"
"Getting you to get your eyes of that computer so you can help me with my homework!"
she yelled.
"Okay! Let's get to it, okay?"
"Well, it's about time."
So, we got into it. After I had started going over the concepts, Mimi seemed to be willing
to listen. She began to understand and in just minutes, she was completing the problems
without any help at all. Not long after that, she finished the assignment. Needless to say,
I was very proud of her.
"See?" I commented. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
"No. Now that I look at it, that was a piece of cake once I understood the concepts."
"So, I guess you'll be going now, huh?"
"Well," Mimi began, glancing at her watch, "we still have twenty five minutes."
"So? What do you want to do? There's nothing for you to do here and I'm sure my
parents are watching TV in the living room."
"Well, there is one thing."
"Yeah? And what is that?"
Without warning, she does the unthinkable. She gives me a quick peck on the cheek.
Instantly, I reach with my right hand right to the spot where she had kissed me.
"Mimi!"
"What? Isn't that what you wanted?"
"What makes you think I wanted you to kiss me?"
Mimi smiles. "I've been watching you watching me for the past month. I know you've
had eyes for me. Just like every other boy in school..."
I decided to quickly squash any hunches she had about me. "I know what you're
thinking, Mimi, and let me assure that I am not a one minute man."
"I hope you speak the truth, Izzy Izumi! I'm tired of being used again and again."
"Used?" I asked curiously.
"I'm only 11, yet I've already gotten offers of dates from guys that are as old as 17!"
I gulped. Reluctantly, I asked her, "Have you gone out with any of them?"
"A few, but they were all in my class. None of those icky high schoolers. I may be
beautiful, but I'm not stupid."
"You know, you probably wouldn't be attracting so much attention towards yourself if
you would stop dressing like a teenager."
Unknowingly, with that comment, I had once again pushed one of Mimi's buttons,
triggering another surge of anger from her.
"Don't tell me what I should wear! I'm mature enough to make my own decisions when
it comes to proper school attire. Besides, when you're as pretty as I am, why hide it?"
"Mimi, that's the kind of talk that's going to get you dumped, harassed, raped, and
possibly killed!"
"Just what do you know about dating? You spend so much time around that dumb
computer of yours that you only notice a pretty girl when she bumps into you... and then
it takes you five minutes for that thick skull of yours to process that you actually like that
girl!"
"Stop calling me dumb!" I yelled back.
"You're right. Dumb isn't the right word for you. You're more stubborn than dumb."
"Stubborn? Stubborn? Tai is stubborn, not me!"
"At least he recognizes a pretty girl when he sees one."
"Huh? You mean he likes you too?"
"Are you blind? Tai's in love with Sora, not me! I'm not even attracted to him!"
"But if he can recognize pretty girls, wouldn't he pick you instead of Sora?"
Mimi clenches her fist in anger. "I'd shut up if I were you. Sora would probably pound
you if she was in this room right now."
By this point in time, our tempers were flaring. It wouldn't be long before we end up
fighting with our fists. We were just too occupied to realize it.
"Frankly Mimi, I could care less! I'm tired of all of your romantic babblings!"
"Well, I'm tired of all of your geeky computer program thingy-ma-jigs or whatever!"
"Don't you say that about my computer!"
"It's always you and your computer! That's all your life's about! Get a life!"
"Get a life? You're telling me to get a life?"
"Yes, I am. Are you deaf as well as dumb?"
"You're asking for it, Mimi!"
"Oh really? And what are you going to do? Someone of your stature wouldn't be able to
throw a decent punch."
"Oh yeah? Watch this?"
Without thinking, I swing a fist right at the left side of Mimi's face. But before my fist
reaches its target, it is stopped in mid-air. I turn my attention towards it and see that my
dad was holding it back. Meanwhile, Mimi, realizing how close I had come to hurting
her, had now begun to cry... right into my mom's shoulders. I was surprised that my
parents were in the room, but I guess it was logical since Mimi and I had been screaming
at each other for at least the past few minutes.
"Son, what is wrong with you?" my dad asked, pushing my arm down. "Trying to hit a
girl. I'm ashamed of you!"
"I think it's time that you left, Mimi," my mom said, still consoling Mimi. Mimi could
only nod as my dad hands her backpack and the rest of her belongings to her. My mom
then guides her out of the room and to the front door. Meanwhile, my dad began to
lecture me on how to properly respect girls.
But that was the last thing on my mind. I was more concerned with the fact that I had
nearly punched Mimi in the face. Sure, she was annoying me, but I never had any
intention of hurting her.
[End flashback]
Amazingly, the next day we forgave each other for what had transpired. Things pretty
much returned to normal. Mimi continued to be one of the most popular girls in school,
strutting her stuff for all of the guys to see. I, meanwhile, continued to type away at my
laptop at every opportunity I could get, not caring what others thought of me.
But after Mimi left, I felt a part of me had been taken away. She was never around when
I had one of those rare moments when I needed to get away from my computer and hang
out. She was never around to brighten up everyone's day when things were glum. She
was never around when all of the Digidestined would spend a weekend together. I think
everyone including myself shares the same sentiment; that we miss Mimi a lot.
As I made my way out of the computer room, I began thinking about Mimi and how long
it's been since any of us had seen her in person. Once in awhile, she'd send Sora pictures
of herself with her new friends at the famous landmarks in New York City. You know,
the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, and the like. I admired her new style of
clothing. Maybe more revealing then I would prefer, but still, it gets my heart pumping
every time I see a picture.
I find my way to my classroom in time. I look to my left and see two of my classmates
trying to get their notes together, since we were scheduled to have a quiz in science class
today. I smiled, knowing that I was prepared for it. But, our professor decided that he
would lecture first on photosynthesis beforehand. Fully aware that it was a topic I had
explored extensively on my own before, I had no problem turning my mind elsewhere...
towards Mimi's scheduled arrival tonight.
I can already imagine what it's going to be like...
At Tokyo International Airport, the entire Digidestined cast is assembled, awaiting
Mimi's arrival. Yolei was excited about seeing Mimi again. So was Sora, who had been
Mimi's closest contact since she had moved. Cody was content to see Mimi again,
claiming that she was the nicest person he's ever met. Davis seemed rather hyper,
especially since his mind was off trying to break TK and Kari up and more on talking to
Mimi. Go figure. I don't think she'd be interested in him. Speaking of TK and Kari,
those two were engaged in a pleasing conversation. No kissing, of course. Tai and Matt
definitely wouldn't have allowed that at their age. Matt, by the way, had that smug look
on his face, thinking that he would be the first person that Mimi would hug when she
arrived. Glancing over at Joe, he seemed nervous, as usual. But I had a feeling that he
was thinking about Mimi too. Maybe he wasn't sure if his plan was going to work. Or
maybe he had no plan at all and was just hoping that Mimi, at the very least, would say
'Hi!' to him.
Finally, the plane that Mimi was scheduled to fly in landed at the airport, about six
minutes late. Okay, six minutes doesn't seem like that much, but to me, it was an
eternity.
As the gate opens and people from the plane start filing into the terminal, we all began an
extensive search for Mimi. I mean, how hard can it be with that pink hairdo of hers?
It wasn't until the last cluster of passengers filtered into the airport that Mimi appeared.
Spotting us easily, she smiled happily as she made her way over to us. Interestingly
enough, the first person she turns to is me. She runs over to me and plants a long,
sensuating kiss on my lips. My eyes are closed the whole time, so I have no idea how
everyone else is reacting. But I could definitely hear a few audible groans from Matt.
"It's so glad to see you again, Izzy! I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you too, Mimi."
With that, Mimi and I walk away from the rest of the group, stunned, I'm sure. We
giggled and began talking about old times as we went to go find her suitcase.
I would've given anything to keep daydreaming and see what might happen next, but my
thoughts were interrupted when our professor started handing out quiz papers.
Sigh... another day, another quiz that I'll easily pass. Just let me get past this and then I'll
be ready.
Mimi, I'll be waiting for you tonight. I can't wait to see how much you've really
matured. And I definitely can't wait to see what you have in store for me.
To be continued...
Copyright Date: 9/15/01
Story Written by Freedom Fighter
Table of Contents
P Prologue
1 In Love with the New Girl - Michael's POV
2 More Than Just Friends? - Matt's POV
3 The Argument - Izzy's POV
4 The Perfect Girl - Joe's POV
5 Sisterly Love - Yolei's POV
6 The Day Everyone Fell in Love with Me - Mimi's POV
Part 1, Chapter 3 - The Argument
(As told by Izzy, in his point of view)
I have to admit, at this time last year I was 100% behind seeing Izzy get together with
Mimi. It's not that a lot of people hated seeing these two together. It's just that more
people preferred seeing Matt & Mimi as a couple.
These days... I don't know what to think. That's why I decided to write this fanfic. To
discover who Mimi should rightfully be with... along with finding out what other fans out
there think.
One thing I know still exists in rumorsville is that people keep stating that Izzy likes to
use his computer to find those 'very intimate' sites, for lack of a more appropriate word
to use. Now I won't go that far into revealing Izzy's thoughts of Mimi, but...
Expect some daydreaming on Izzy's part.
Ahem... oh great, here we go again.
Disclaimer: Digimon: Digital Monsters is created in Japan, and most likely, nothing will
change that. Oh, and Izzy, remember to examine the contents of your drinks before
sitting down with Mimi. We don't want a certain accident (i.e. 'Digimon: The Movie')
happening, do we?
***
July 14th, 12:30 p.m., Odaiba Secondary School
While I was working on my laptop, I went to work on e-mailing the others over at the
elementary school. I was sure that TK and Kari would be glad to see Mimi again after
what has seemed like an eternity. At least, that's how it felt like to me.
Okay, so I've never been especially kind to Mimi in the past. Like when I ignored her
when I was trying to solve that ancient puzzle in that temple on File Island. Or that day
two years ago, where Mimi was trying to announce that she was moving to New York
and I was ignoring her, trying to learn more about the anatomy of an amoeba. Hey, what
can I say? It was the biology phase of my life.
These days, I'm just kicking myself. Why? Because I never realized how beautiful Mimi
was then and still is today.
Why, I remember the first time I actually had a good look at her. That happened to be
exactly two weeks before she moved to New York...
[Flashback - Two years ago]
It had so happened that day that Mimi would come to me, asking for a favor. Who
would've thought? Mimi... asking me for a favor?
Ahem... anyway, I was at my locker after school when Mimi happened to bump into me.
"Ow!" she exclaimed.
I turned around, only to see Mimi standing there. She gasped and quickly apologized for
running into me.
"I'm so sorry, Izzy! You know how crowded these halls get... someone just pushed me
into you."
"That's okay, Mimi."
"Oh," she added, as her eyes lighted up. "I have to ask you a favor!"
"A favor?" I inquired, closing my locker after putting all my books into my backpack.
"Yep! I need you to help me with my math homework!"
"Math homework? You need help with something that simple?
"Well, excuse me Izzy, but all of us weren't born with an IQ of two hundred and fifty!"
"My IQ is isn't even that high!"
"Then I guess you're not as smart as everyone says you are."
"Hey! I'm smarter than you are, Mimi!"
"Says who?"
"Says me!"
"What makes you think that you're smarter than I am?"
"Because you're asking me to help you with your math homework!"
"Oh. That's right, isn't it?"
I smile. "That's why I'm smarter than you are."
That happened to be the wrong thing to say. She really blew up on after that one.
"Well, I don't need help from anyone as smart as you are! I can do my math homework
by myself! Goodbye, Izzy!"
Mimi stomps off. I look at my watch and start to count to myself.
"One thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three, one thousand four."
"Um, Izzy," Mimi said, slowly walking back towards me. "About the 'I don't need help'
part. I really do need help. Please?"
"I don't know, Mimi," I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Please! I'll do anything!"
I raised an eyebrow at this. "Anything?"
"Well, anything but find that bug or whatever it is you said is messing up that program of
yours."
"Of course. I know you aren't capable of doing that anyway."
"Humph. Fine, then I'll find it for you if you want."
"No way! I wouldn't let anyone touch my laptop!"
"Dang it, Izzy! Are you going to help me with my homework or not?"
"Okay, okay! You want to come over to my apartment tonight and do it there?"
"Sure, I guess."
"Seven okay?"
"That's fine."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you then."
"Okay then. Bye!"
I watched as Mimi slowly walked away. For one brief second, I could see the sunlight
accentuate her sparkling persona. She even looked like she turned her head and winked
at me. I could swear that I was going to melt on the spot. I had never felt this good about
Mimi before. I always thought that she was an obsessive whiner who complained and
complained until she got her way. But when I saw her walk away and briefly glance back
at me, my attitude about her completely changed.
That evening, I was working on my laptop, still attempting to find how to get rid of that
program bug. I was so involved in my work that I didn't hear Mimi enter the room.
"Hi Izzy! Your mom said you were in your room, so I found my way here."
"That's nice," I replied without looking away from my laptop.
"So," Mimi began, setting her backpack on the floor, "you wanna start?"
"Just give a minute."
I continued to look at the screen, examining one algorithm, and then another. I tried
renaming variables. I double-checked my cout statements. But I couldn't figure out
what was wrong. It was then that I realized that Mimi was standing right behind me. She
was obviously ticked off at me again, but at the same time she was glancing at the screen.
I panicked and literally fell out of my seat.
"Oh!" Mimi exclaimed, kneeling down to help me up. "I didn't mean to startle you."
"It's okay," I replied, slowly getting to my feet.
"That's good... because I'm tired of you eyeing that computer of yours twenty-four
seven!"
"I'm sorry, Mimi. I just can't figure out where this dang bug is."
"I can't believe you consider finding icky bugs more interesting than helping me with my
homework!"
"Hey! I'm here, aren't I? I'm going to help you with your homework! Anything so you
can get out of here and I can get back to this program of mine."
"'My program!' That's all you think about! Well Izzy, here's what I think of your
program!"
Mimi goes over to my computer and bangs her fist on the keyboard. Naturally, I freak
out. I reach over and grab her arm before she can slam her fist again.
"Are you as brainless as Tai? That's an expensive piece of equipment!"
All of a sudden, the laptop beeps. We both glance over and see that the program had
began to run. I watched the screen carefully. After a few seconds, the words 'Program
run successfully' appear. I can sense myself gawking in surprise.
"How did you do that, Mimi?"
"Huh? What are you babbling about now?"
"You... you fixed the problem! The program ran without any errors! You did it!"
"Did what? I don't see what the big deal is."
I quickly opened the program and checked over it. I instantly found where Mimi's
pounding had corrected the mistake in it.
"So that's what it was. My while loop was set for the wrong boundaries! Wow Mimi,
you're a lifesaver!"
Without thinking, I go over and hug Mimi, which catches her completely by surprise. Of
course, her natural reaction is to scream and struggle her way out of my hold.
"Izzy! What are you doing?"
"Huh?" I said, releasing my grip. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm just amazed that your anger
actually turned out to be useful for something."
"Oh, really? I tell you something else that my anger's useful for?"
"What's that, Mimi?"
"Getting you to get your eyes of that computer so you can help me with my homework!"
she yelled.
"Okay! Let's get to it, okay?"
"Well, it's about time."
So, we got into it. After I had started going over the concepts, Mimi seemed to be willing
to listen. She began to understand and in just minutes, she was completing the problems
without any help at all. Not long after that, she finished the assignment. Needless to say,
I was very proud of her.
"See?" I commented. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
"No. Now that I look at it, that was a piece of cake once I understood the concepts."
"So, I guess you'll be going now, huh?"
"Well," Mimi began, glancing at her watch, "we still have twenty five minutes."
"So? What do you want to do? There's nothing for you to do here and I'm sure my
parents are watching TV in the living room."
"Well, there is one thing."
"Yeah? And what is that?"
Without warning, she does the unthinkable. She gives me a quick peck on the cheek.
Instantly, I reach with my right hand right to the spot where she had kissed me.
"Mimi!"
"What? Isn't that what you wanted?"
"What makes you think I wanted you to kiss me?"
Mimi smiles. "I've been watching you watching me for the past month. I know you've
had eyes for me. Just like every other boy in school..."
I decided to quickly squash any hunches she had about me. "I know what you're
thinking, Mimi, and let me assure that I am not a one minute man."
"I hope you speak the truth, Izzy Izumi! I'm tired of being used again and again."
"Used?" I asked curiously.
"I'm only 11, yet I've already gotten offers of dates from guys that are as old as 17!"
I gulped. Reluctantly, I asked her, "Have you gone out with any of them?"
"A few, but they were all in my class. None of those icky high schoolers. I may be
beautiful, but I'm not stupid."
"You know, you probably wouldn't be attracting so much attention towards yourself if
you would stop dressing like a teenager."
Unknowingly, with that comment, I had once again pushed one of Mimi's buttons,
triggering another surge of anger from her.
"Don't tell me what I should wear! I'm mature enough to make my own decisions when
it comes to proper school attire. Besides, when you're as pretty as I am, why hide it?"
"Mimi, that's the kind of talk that's going to get you dumped, harassed, raped, and
possibly killed!"
"Just what do you know about dating? You spend so much time around that dumb
computer of yours that you only notice a pretty girl when she bumps into you... and then
it takes you five minutes for that thick skull of yours to process that you actually like that
girl!"
"Stop calling me dumb!" I yelled back.
"You're right. Dumb isn't the right word for you. You're more stubborn than dumb."
"Stubborn? Stubborn? Tai is stubborn, not me!"
"At least he recognizes a pretty girl when he sees one."
"Huh? You mean he likes you too?"
"Are you blind? Tai's in love with Sora, not me! I'm not even attracted to him!"
"But if he can recognize pretty girls, wouldn't he pick you instead of Sora?"
Mimi clenches her fist in anger. "I'd shut up if I were you. Sora would probably pound
you if she was in this room right now."
By this point in time, our tempers were flaring. It wouldn't be long before we end up
fighting with our fists. We were just too occupied to realize it.
"Frankly Mimi, I could care less! I'm tired of all of your romantic babblings!"
"Well, I'm tired of all of your geeky computer program thingy-ma-jigs or whatever!"
"Don't you say that about my computer!"
"It's always you and your computer! That's all your life's about! Get a life!"
"Get a life? You're telling me to get a life?"
"Yes, I am. Are you deaf as well as dumb?"
"You're asking for it, Mimi!"
"Oh really? And what are you going to do? Someone of your stature wouldn't be able to
throw a decent punch."
"Oh yeah? Watch this?"
Without thinking, I swing a fist right at the left side of Mimi's face. But before my fist
reaches its target, it is stopped in mid-air. I turn my attention towards it and see that my
dad was holding it back. Meanwhile, Mimi, realizing how close I had come to hurting
her, had now begun to cry... right into my mom's shoulders. I was surprised that my
parents were in the room, but I guess it was logical since Mimi and I had been screaming
at each other for at least the past few minutes.
"Son, what is wrong with you?" my dad asked, pushing my arm down. "Trying to hit a
girl. I'm ashamed of you!"
"I think it's time that you left, Mimi," my mom said, still consoling Mimi. Mimi could
only nod as my dad hands her backpack and the rest of her belongings to her. My mom
then guides her out of the room and to the front door. Meanwhile, my dad began to
lecture me on how to properly respect girls.
But that was the last thing on my mind. I was more concerned with the fact that I had
nearly punched Mimi in the face. Sure, she was annoying me, but I never had any
intention of hurting her.
[End flashback]
Amazingly, the next day we forgave each other for what had transpired. Things pretty
much returned to normal. Mimi continued to be one of the most popular girls in school,
strutting her stuff for all of the guys to see. I, meanwhile, continued to type away at my
laptop at every opportunity I could get, not caring what others thought of me.
But after Mimi left, I felt a part of me had been taken away. She was never around when
I had one of those rare moments when I needed to get away from my computer and hang
out. She was never around to brighten up everyone's day when things were glum. She
was never around when all of the Digidestined would spend a weekend together. I think
everyone including myself shares the same sentiment; that we miss Mimi a lot.
As I made my way out of the computer room, I began thinking about Mimi and how long
it's been since any of us had seen her in person. Once in awhile, she'd send Sora pictures
of herself with her new friends at the famous landmarks in New York City. You know,
the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, and the like. I admired her new style of
clothing. Maybe more revealing then I would prefer, but still, it gets my heart pumping
every time I see a picture.
I find my way to my classroom in time. I look to my left and see two of my classmates
trying to get their notes together, since we were scheduled to have a quiz in science class
today. I smiled, knowing that I was prepared for it. But, our professor decided that he
would lecture first on photosynthesis beforehand. Fully aware that it was a topic I had
explored extensively on my own before, I had no problem turning my mind elsewhere...
towards Mimi's scheduled arrival tonight.
I can already imagine what it's going to be like...
At Tokyo International Airport, the entire Digidestined cast is assembled, awaiting
Mimi's arrival. Yolei was excited about seeing Mimi again. So was Sora, who had been
Mimi's closest contact since she had moved. Cody was content to see Mimi again,
claiming that she was the nicest person he's ever met. Davis seemed rather hyper,
especially since his mind was off trying to break TK and Kari up and more on talking to
Mimi. Go figure. I don't think she'd be interested in him. Speaking of TK and Kari,
those two were engaged in a pleasing conversation. No kissing, of course. Tai and Matt
definitely wouldn't have allowed that at their age. Matt, by the way, had that smug look
on his face, thinking that he would be the first person that Mimi would hug when she
arrived. Glancing over at Joe, he seemed nervous, as usual. But I had a feeling that he
was thinking about Mimi too. Maybe he wasn't sure if his plan was going to work. Or
maybe he had no plan at all and was just hoping that Mimi, at the very least, would say
'Hi!' to him.
Finally, the plane that Mimi was scheduled to fly in landed at the airport, about six
minutes late. Okay, six minutes doesn't seem like that much, but to me, it was an
eternity.
As the gate opens and people from the plane start filing into the terminal, we all began an
extensive search for Mimi. I mean, how hard can it be with that pink hairdo of hers?
It wasn't until the last cluster of passengers filtered into the airport that Mimi appeared.
Spotting us easily, she smiled happily as she made her way over to us. Interestingly
enough, the first person she turns to is me. She runs over to me and plants a long,
sensuating kiss on my lips. My eyes are closed the whole time, so I have no idea how
everyone else is reacting. But I could definitely hear a few audible groans from Matt.
"It's so glad to see you again, Izzy! I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you too, Mimi."
With that, Mimi and I walk away from the rest of the group, stunned, I'm sure. We
giggled and began talking about old times as we went to go find her suitcase.
I would've given anything to keep daydreaming and see what might happen next, but my
thoughts were interrupted when our professor started handing out quiz papers.
Sigh... another day, another quiz that I'll easily pass. Just let me get past this and then I'll
be ready.
Mimi, I'll be waiting for you tonight. I can't wait to see how much you've really
matured. And I definitely can't wait to see what you have in store for me.
To be continued...
Copyright Date: 9/15/01