Mimi's head seemed like a teenager's bedroom: all her thoughts were messy. Why was he giving her such confusing signs?! It was obvious he didn't want her to know he was kissing her... or wasn't it? Maybe he did like her at least a little bit? But then again it was just a kiss on the forehead, maybe if it'd been on the lips it'd be different. That night Mimi pondered about the matter until sleep became stronger than her thoughts and dragged her off to the land of illusions.
In there childhood memories returned in a different way, she was a child again and she had her Digimon back with her. The morning after she woke up crying. Yamato wasn't there to see her, he'd left her a note telling her he'd be out with his manager discussing some matters. Once more Mimi wept, not because Yamato wasn't there but because of everything, of her life and how it'd turned into a feelings nightmare. She wasn't sure of anything anymore, she felt trapped in a huge mess not knowing what she really wanted. Did she want to become famous? Did she really like Yamato or Yuu? She just knew she missed the time when everything was a lot easier, when she was innocent and carefree. Why do we have to grow up? That's what Mimi wanted to know.
"Be strong," she told herself, "stop crying and start thinking!" Slowly the tears stopped flowing as Mimi convinced herself she could do anything she wanted to because she was a woman, a chosen child and above everything she was Mimi.
"Now let's start with an easy question, do I really want to be a singer? You were just thinking of the bad part, having no privacy nor being a human for many, just being a hero, but that's their fault not yours. Be strong Mimi! You do like singing, it makes you feel wonderful to hear fans praising you but it makes you feel even more wonderful to hear your friends praising you. You've made new friends and that thrill that the stage brings can't be replaced by anything. Yes, being a singer was a good idea, even with its bad sides."
Mimi smiled. She'd convinced herself that she did want to be a singer but something deep inside her told her it wouldn't last. For now it was fine though.
"Now about Yamato. Do you still love him? Do you? You're not sure, are you? It'll stop hurting sooner or later, Yuu is pretty nice after all right? Yes. He's a wonderful person. Don't stop trying, Mimi, soon you'll be truly happy. Because you're a star, you're a true star, you're Mimi."
With these encouraging words she wished someone else would have told her she stopped crying. She had to be strong by herself, she couldn't ask anyone for help. She knew she could be happy if she tried hard enough, and if that were her goal she'd achieve it!
In Yamato's bathroom she cleaned her eyes and face. Even without makeup she didn't look all too bad. She looked at her clothes in the mirror... she couldn't go back home like that, right? Yamato probably wouldn't get mad if she borrowed some of his clothes. After searching a bit she found a nice pair of blue jeans. Since they were a bit big she simply rolled up the downer part until it reached her knees. Then she grabbed one of Yamato's blue shirts, put it on and make a knot in the middle so she'd look nicer.
Now she was herself again, the real Mimi, the super girl.
After facing all the reporters and telling them nothing important had happened and telling them there was nothing between her and Yamato she went back home. She knew rumours wouldn't stop but that didn't matter a lot. In fact, that might get them some more popularity. She was used to that kind of things like it or not. In her improvised outfit she arrived at her building just on time to see her friend, Hikari, being told to go home because Mimi wasn't there.
With a smile Mimi greeted her. They hugged.
Upstairs, in Mimi's apartment they started chatting. Mimi had brought some cookies and tea and was still wearing her unusual outfit.
"Mimi-chan... Yesterday I saw you on TV. I got really worried, what happened that you went like that to Yamato's house, is anything wrong?"
"Oh, not at all!" Mimi answered still in her positive spell, "my brain was a bit wild back then because of something Yamato had told me and I acted in an impulsive way, there's nothing to worry about," she said sure of herself.
Hikari sighed in relief but she couldn't stop being at least a bit worried. There was something wrong, but Mimi wouldn't tell her. Maybe she didn't trust her? That wasn't possible, after all they were friends. She was telling the truth... wasn't she? There was a war between her intuition and her brain. Intuition won.
"If you ever need anything, to talk or something, just call me. Remember I'll always be there for you.
Mimi smiled and kissed her friend on the forehead. "Thank you," she whispered.
After that they went on chatting merrily, just about trivial things. They both forgot about time and space while their words happily flew around. Suddenly all this was interrupted.
"Hello, Tachikawa Mimi here," Mimi answered her cell phone. It was one of the band members, she was late. Suddenly she remembered the appointment. After apologizing she went out without even changing. She hated being late. In the taxi she thought she'd ask Yamato about the kiss as soon as she had a chance. She couldn't wonder forever.
In there childhood memories returned in a different way, she was a child again and she had her Digimon back with her. The morning after she woke up crying. Yamato wasn't there to see her, he'd left her a note telling her he'd be out with his manager discussing some matters. Once more Mimi wept, not because Yamato wasn't there but because of everything, of her life and how it'd turned into a feelings nightmare. She wasn't sure of anything anymore, she felt trapped in a huge mess not knowing what she really wanted. Did she want to become famous? Did she really like Yamato or Yuu? She just knew she missed the time when everything was a lot easier, when she was innocent and carefree. Why do we have to grow up? That's what Mimi wanted to know.
"Be strong," she told herself, "stop crying and start thinking!" Slowly the tears stopped flowing as Mimi convinced herself she could do anything she wanted to because she was a woman, a chosen child and above everything she was Mimi.
"Now let's start with an easy question, do I really want to be a singer? You were just thinking of the bad part, having no privacy nor being a human for many, just being a hero, but that's their fault not yours. Be strong Mimi! You do like singing, it makes you feel wonderful to hear fans praising you but it makes you feel even more wonderful to hear your friends praising you. You've made new friends and that thrill that the stage brings can't be replaced by anything. Yes, being a singer was a good idea, even with its bad sides."
Mimi smiled. She'd convinced herself that she did want to be a singer but something deep inside her told her it wouldn't last. For now it was fine though.
"Now about Yamato. Do you still love him? Do you? You're not sure, are you? It'll stop hurting sooner or later, Yuu is pretty nice after all right? Yes. He's a wonderful person. Don't stop trying, Mimi, soon you'll be truly happy. Because you're a star, you're a true star, you're Mimi."
With these encouraging words she wished someone else would have told her she stopped crying. She had to be strong by herself, she couldn't ask anyone for help. She knew she could be happy if she tried hard enough, and if that were her goal she'd achieve it!
In Yamato's bathroom she cleaned her eyes and face. Even without makeup she didn't look all too bad. She looked at her clothes in the mirror... she couldn't go back home like that, right? Yamato probably wouldn't get mad if she borrowed some of his clothes. After searching a bit she found a nice pair of blue jeans. Since they were a bit big she simply rolled up the downer part until it reached her knees. Then she grabbed one of Yamato's blue shirts, put it on and make a knot in the middle so she'd look nicer.
Now she was herself again, the real Mimi, the super girl.
After facing all the reporters and telling them nothing important had happened and telling them there was nothing between her and Yamato she went back home. She knew rumours wouldn't stop but that didn't matter a lot. In fact, that might get them some more popularity. She was used to that kind of things like it or not. In her improvised outfit she arrived at her building just on time to see her friend, Hikari, being told to go home because Mimi wasn't there.
With a smile Mimi greeted her. They hugged.
Upstairs, in Mimi's apartment they started chatting. Mimi had brought some cookies and tea and was still wearing her unusual outfit.
"Mimi-chan... Yesterday I saw you on TV. I got really worried, what happened that you went like that to Yamato's house, is anything wrong?"
"Oh, not at all!" Mimi answered still in her positive spell, "my brain was a bit wild back then because of something Yamato had told me and I acted in an impulsive way, there's nothing to worry about," she said sure of herself.
Hikari sighed in relief but she couldn't stop being at least a bit worried. There was something wrong, but Mimi wouldn't tell her. Maybe she didn't trust her? That wasn't possible, after all they were friends. She was telling the truth... wasn't she? There was a war between her intuition and her brain. Intuition won.
"If you ever need anything, to talk or something, just call me. Remember I'll always be there for you.
Mimi smiled and kissed her friend on the forehead. "Thank you," she whispered.
After that they went on chatting merrily, just about trivial things. They both forgot about time and space while their words happily flew around. Suddenly all this was interrupted.
"Hello, Tachikawa Mimi here," Mimi answered her cell phone. It was one of the band members, she was late. Suddenly she remembered the appointment. After apologizing she went out without even changing. She hated being late. In the taxi she thought she'd ask Yamato about the kiss as soon as she had a chance. She couldn't wonder forever.