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Chapter 3: And STILL more Sora
Her face in a total mess, Mimi raced out of Koushirou's room and bumped into Mrs Izumi.
"Oh, Mimi. What are you doing here?" asked Mrs Izumi.
Mimi didn't answer, for she had just noticed a photo. It was a photo of two kids in a bathtub. Yup... Koushirou and Sora.
"Oh, that old thing! Koushirou was about three then, and Sora four. Cute, huh?" gushed Mrs Izumi. "Those two got along so well. Why, they used to sleep together sometimes till they were about eight!" Mimi smiled weakly and told herself to be strong.
"Do you want me to show you some more of their pictures?" Mrs Izumi asked kindly. Mimi didn't dare refuse.
A thick album was discovered among old magazines and newspaper cuttings, and was immediately opened.
"This is Koushirou at four... Sora singing him to sleep... Sora teaching him soccer... Don't they look adorable all snuggled up together? Oh, I can't show you this one; Koushirou would kill me. He's very sensitive about it, you know... You really want to see it? Well, all right, just don't tell Koushirou, okay? Here!" Mrs Izumi showed Mimi the photograph proudly.
Mimi's eyes bulged and watered, but she didn't say anything. "I know, adorable, right?" Mrs Izumi continued, "This was their 'wedding'. They're so cute, kissing each other. But they were only four. You know, Mrs Takenouchi and I used to joke about matchmaking them... Gee, I wonder if she still remembers... *sigh* Those were the days!"
Mrs Izumi's eyes had gone all misty, as she was about to launch into one of those typical "he's grown up SOOO fast" speeches when a greenish Mimi interrupted her.
"Umm... sorry, Mrs Izumi but I gotta go. See you soon!"
Then Mimi ran for her life. Out the door. Into the blissful safety of the outside world.
Yay! Thanks for the reviews. =) We are currently working on Jyou's dark side.
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Chapter 3: And STILL more Sora
Her face in a total mess, Mimi raced out of Koushirou's room and bumped into Mrs Izumi.
"Oh, Mimi. What are you doing here?" asked Mrs Izumi.
Mimi didn't answer, for she had just noticed a photo. It was a photo of two kids in a bathtub. Yup... Koushirou and Sora.
"Oh, that old thing! Koushirou was about three then, and Sora four. Cute, huh?" gushed Mrs Izumi. "Those two got along so well. Why, they used to sleep together sometimes till they were about eight!" Mimi smiled weakly and told herself to be strong.
"Do you want me to show you some more of their pictures?" Mrs Izumi asked kindly. Mimi didn't dare refuse.
A thick album was discovered among old magazines and newspaper cuttings, and was immediately opened.
"This is Koushirou at four... Sora singing him to sleep... Sora teaching him soccer... Don't they look adorable all snuggled up together? Oh, I can't show you this one; Koushirou would kill me. He's very sensitive about it, you know... You really want to see it? Well, all right, just don't tell Koushirou, okay? Here!" Mrs Izumi showed Mimi the photograph proudly.
Mimi's eyes bulged and watered, but she didn't say anything. "I know, adorable, right?" Mrs Izumi continued, "This was their 'wedding'. They're so cute, kissing each other. But they were only four. You know, Mrs Takenouchi and I used to joke about matchmaking them... Gee, I wonder if she still remembers... *sigh* Those were the days!"
Mrs Izumi's eyes had gone all misty, as she was about to launch into one of those typical "he's grown up SOOO fast" speeches when a greenish Mimi interrupted her.
"Umm... sorry, Mrs Izumi but I gotta go. See you soon!"
Then Mimi ran for her life. Out the door. Into the blissful safety of the outside world.