Loving Your Enemy

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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Digimon, but I do own my story
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Previously:
"Iie... She'll be alright, Hikari," Takeru said, "everything will be alright..." He looked up at his brother. Matt still had his rice bowl in one hand and a pair of chopsticks in the other. But he wasn't eating. Just staring... staring at the stairs...

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Chapter 4: Bad Feelings?

A few days later...

-Mimi's POV-

I guess I'm much better now. My coach said I shouldn't feel sorry for myself, and that the guy's just lucky. It's true okay! I knew I could've won! Or at least draw! But... urgh I don't feel like thinking about it anymore. I got more things to worry about. My face and reputation are at stake! If Yamato would tell the whole world that I cried or whatever that is bad, I would turn suicidal! Okay, maybe I'm just too dramatic. But I can almost see and hear it... "Hey everyone! Do you know that Mimi cries like a baby?" he would probably say. And all my classmates going, "Cry baby! Cry baby!" and I could see my photo hanging on the wall with the big, bold words "The Hall of Shame"! Oh no! I'd lose so much face if I let that Ishida go round spreading rumours like an epidemic!

-Normal POV-

"Mimi."
No reply.
"Mimi?"
No reply.
"Mimi!"
Still no reply...
"MIMI TACHIKAWA!"
"What? Huh? Ano... coach... I-I," said Mimi as she snapped out of her train of thoughts. She had realised it was her coach who had been calling her for the past few seconds. "Mimi, please pay attention okay?" her coach said. "Hai!"

"Listen here. The National Sports Association of Japan has organised a sportsperson training camp for most of the talented athletes. And you are chosen to represent our school, Mimi," said the coach. "A-A training camp?" Mimi asked rather doubtingly.

"Yes, Mimi. It has a few talented athletes from each school to attend, so that everyone can learn and respect each other's interest in their own sport and to build friendly ties with one another outside competition and rivalry." The coach replied and Mimi nodded knowingly.

-Mimi's POV-

A sportsperson training camp? Well, this was the first time I've heard of it. The idea is quite unique, but I do have this really bad feeling inside of me. Eww! Maybe I shouldn't think so much about it. I heard coach telling me that it was at some campsite near this jungle. So creepy! Well, I hope I would come back alive and kicking. Stupid me! Of course I will! Hmph! Coach should have informed me earlier. Now I have only a week to prepare! That bad feeling isn't going yet...

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-Normal POV-

"Hmm... Matt dear, I see that you are selected to go to some training camp. Oh! I'm so proud of my son!" cried Matt's mother enthusiastically. "Yeah, whatever mum... Could you just sign that form now?" Matt said sounding rather irritated.

"Sure honey. Remember to always eat the right food, and change your underwear regularly, and..."
"MUM! I know already!"
"Oh sweetheart... you know mummy's gonna miss you,"
"But I'm only going for a week!"
"It wouldn't be the same without you, son..." his mother said, wiping her eyes with a tissue.
"MUM! I'm not gonna die there! Urgh! I'm gonna go pack up!" Matt said angrily at his mother's over-reaction and stomped into his room.

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-Mimi's POV-

And here I am stuffing the necessary clothes and etc into my haversack. I wasn't all that excited though... I'm not that sure who I'll meet and what kind of people there are... I don't think I'll have much of a good time or anything. I can still hear my mum babbling on the phone about how proud of me she was and all... Are all mums like that? Well, I don't care for now, cuz I'm currently fussing over something else...

Like did I mention I had a very BAD feeling about this?

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-Matt's POV-

I feel like stomping back into the living room and shout at my mum to shut up! She's been boasting about me again to some of her fellow friends! My mum is so dramatic, and not forgetting that she exaggerates too much! Sometimes I really wonder if all those late-night Korean or Taiwan drama serials are getting to her brain! I suppose the only mature and intellectual one in my whole family is still me, myself and I... *Sigh* Why does my life seems to take on such a drastic turn ever since I shifted here? Damn! And you know what?

I got this freakin' BAD feeling that I won't be enjoying that bloody training camp!

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To be continued...

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A/N: things are gonna get more interesting from here... do continue to r&r! thanx a million everyone! ^_^