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DISCLAIMER: As always. I don't own these Digimon characters, except for Evan and now Riley. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!

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~Chapter Five~

            Tonight I have a date with Riley and it's still raining.  I'm actually kind of nervous. I haven't been on a date in about 5 months, which was the last time Sora and I went out.  What if I make a bad impression and she doesn't like me?  Or what if I'm just not her type? I know I'm worrying too much but I just cant help it. I've decided to take her to this small Italian Restaurant, assuming that she likes Italian food.  I hope so…

            Since I don't have a car, I have to take the taxi to her apartment.  Not a bad neighborhood. Nice apartments. Feeling a little queasy…please don't let my stomach fail on me now. On the way, I got her one white stem rose.  I hope she likes roses.  Ok, I'm going to shut up now. Oh god…she just answered the door and she looks really amazing.  Standing there with her hair up with two strands hanging down, and wearing a strapless pink dress, underneath a coat of course. I handed her the rose, and hugged her. She smelled really good.

            "Thank you for the rose." She smiled, sniffing it.

            "You're welcome. I'm glad you like it." I smiled back. "Shall we go?"

            "Yes. So where are you taking me tonight?" She asks, linking her arms with mine.

            "To this nice Italian Restaurant, not far from my place."

            "Great. I love Italian food!" She exclaims.

            "Good." I grin.

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            "So, how's the food?" I causally bring up during our dinner.

            "It's delicious. What about yours?"

            "Same. It's great."

            "So what are you doing here in New York anyways, Matt?" She asks.

            "Well…I just needed to get away from home." I simply replied.

            "Oh. You were bored?"

            "No. I was heartbroken."

            "Oh. I'm sorry…" She whispers, as she places her hand on top of mine.

            "It's ok. I've learned to move on.  It's not like it was the first."

            "Getting your heartbroken sucks."

            "Yes it does."  A few silent moments passed by after that.  Then in the corner of my eye, I see her. I see the "Mimi-look-alike" enter the restaurant, arm linked with a curly blonde hair guy. Just when I was starting to forget about her, she appears. Unfortunately, she and her "date" is led to sit at the table next to ours. Splendid.

            "So why did you bring me here Michael?" I can overhear her ask.

            "I know I haven't spent some time with Evan lately, and with you and I just wanted to make it up." The guy, who's supposedly named Michael answered.

            "He misses you." She whispers.

            "I know, but I've just been really busy."

            "you never have time for him anymore Michael."

            "Mimi, please don't start this argument again." He tells her. MIMI!?!? Her name is Mimi!?!?! It's just a coincidence…it's not the Mimi Tachikawa I knew back in high school.

            "I'm not starting anything." "Mimi" says, looking up from her gaze on the table. "You know that I'm right."

            "Look, let's just enjoy tonight. I just want to take you out this evening and enjoy it, ok? I thought we were gonna try to make it work this time…"

            "I know, and I've been trying so hard Michael."

            "It's not my fault my job requires me to travel around." He complains.  I'm guessing Michael is Evan's father. This means Mimi and Michael were in love…they got married…and none of us knew this… this someone made me feel disappointed.

            "Matt?"  Riley catches my attention and I could no longer hear what Mimi and Michael were saying.

            "Yeah?" I reply.

            "You ok? You just spaced out right there."

            "Sorry. I have a tendency to do that a lot lately." I told her.

            "It's ok." She smiles.

            "You finish?" I ask.

            "Yeah…why?"

            "Wanna get out of here?" I ask.

            "Sure." She says, and I help her out of her chair. I ask for the check, pay the bill, and as I walk out, I could've swear Mimi was watching me leave. So she noticed me? Considering if that is even Mimi…

~end of chapter 5…