Hey hey! Umm. k, this chapter may be a lil short, but I figured I'd
cut it off there so I can figure out what to do next. I'm trying not to
make it go so fast. I have a tendency to do that. hehe. well I hope yah
enjoy. Yes this is a Mimato. And yah. enjoy. Oh yah. for those who don't
like the Mimato coupling, deal. Jeez. I don't wanna be getting flames for
the coupling I chose. I'm writing not you. I can pick whatever characters I
want to write this. Just cuz it's not what originally happened in the show
or what you want, doesn't mean you have to flame me for it!!
Disclaimer: I do not own digimon or any of the digimon characters.
School was a blur. I don't really remember how I managed to get through all the classes, but I did. I was so preoccupied with meeting Matt that I managed to walk right into my old friends. Matt was among them.
"Hey watch it!" I snapped, trying to keep from staring.
"You walked into us!" A boy with unruly brown hair who could only be Taichi retorted.
"Whatever guys. Who cares, just cool it." Matt tried to reason.
"Sure, whatever. I've got places to be." I responded, before tearing off to my car. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I was sitting down. Emotions ran through me, and I only barely managed to hold them back.
'This is going to be just a little bit tougher then I imagined' I sighed to myself before racing home.
I leapt out of my car as soon as I hit the driveway. I hurried upstairs and started to make some food when I realized that I hadn't given Matt the directions to my place.
'Yes! I don't have to see him! Woo Hoo' I thought as I started dancing around the kitchen.
Just then I heard a knock at my door. I danced over and opened the door. There stood Matt watching me as I swayed my hips to the imaginary music. I realized he was staring and it suddenly hit me who it was.
"Matt!" I screeched, stumbling backwards a bit. He was no longer in the uniform. Instead he had on a pair of black jeans and a white tee complete with a black leather jacket.
"Hey Meems. Surprised to see me or something?" He chuckled, walking in the room."
At first I couldn't put two words together. I was totally flabbergasted. I couldn't believe that this gorgeous hunk in front of me was Yamato Ishida, the same Yamato Ishida that I grew up with as a kid.
"How. How. did you find me?" I finally stuttered.
"Simply followed you from the school. Saw where you stopped at, grabbed some gas and changed then headed back here. You're rents let me in. They're still sweet and protective of yah. I could tell they didn't recognize me." Matt stated, shrugging his shoulders as if it was nothing.
"Wow." I responded, and then mentally smacked myself for my obvious stupidity. "Oh shoot! I'm still in uniform. I'm gunna quickly change. You mind?"
"Not at all." He replied, sitting down on the couch. "Take your time."
I nodded and dashed off to my room. I quickly threw off my uniform and pulled out a pair of baby blue fuzzy drawstring pants and a white sports bra with a baby blue zipper hoody. I fixed my hair and went to put on some lip-gloss when I caught myself. 'This is Matt!' I chided myself 'He's one of the ones you don't wanna see. Why are you making yourself look good for him?' I sighed as I put on the lip-gloss anyways. It can't hurt to look good.
I walked out of my room and entered the kitchen area. You could see into the living room, so I tried to politely make conversation.
"So. how have you been?"
"Oh I've been okay I guess. Yourself?"
"Umm. I've been. getting by."
He nodded, and gazed around the room. I finished up with making the food and brought it into the living room and sat down beside him.
He looked at the food a little worried. I caught that look and I laughed. I couldn't help it. He looked at me startled.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Because of your face. I'm not gunna poison you. I know how to cook. That's just some lasagne. My own recipe."
Matt turned even greener. "Meems. no offence but your last recipe made Tai sick, and he eats everything."
I laughed even harder. "I remember that. You all still acted like you liked it. But that was then. I have 7 years more experience under my belt. I took classes. I'm better, I swear!"
He nodded, and picked up a fork. He took a piece and gazed at it, before slowly bringing it to his mouth. He chewed slowly, his eyes scrunched up as if he was expecting the worst. He swallowed, unscrunching his face into a surprised look. "That's amazing!"
"Thanks, I do try." I blushed, before gathering some courage as I watched him scarf down the food. "Matt. how did you figure out it was me?"
Matt stopped eating and looked up. He just stared into my eyes for a moment before he shrugged. "I just knew it was. I think what really gave it away was when Sora & Kari tried to get you to come sit with us. When you looked up, I saw the recognition in your eyes, clouded by pain. I knew I knew you then, but I just couldn't place who you were. When you walked though, you looked back. I saw the longing, and I caught your eye, and I just knew. You were still Mimi, even though you changed."
I just nodded, and stared at the ground.
"Mimi. why don't you want to hang with us?"
"I. I just don't fit in with you guys anymore. I have a new life."
Matt gazed around the room, and saw the pictures that lined the walls and tables. "If that's so, why do you still have all the pictures everywhere, from when we were young?"
I glanced around and noticed just how many pictures I had of all my old friends. I only had a couple from New York. "It's complicated." I finally managed to say.
"Explain it then." Matt persisted.
I shook my head. "Maybe someday. but not today. Listen Matt, you can't tell anyone else about seeing me ok? Please?"
"Why don't you want them to know?"
" I have my reasons. Just promise me?"
"Can I still come see you then? I mean having no friends must be lonely."
I sighed defeated. "Alright, but you still can't tell anyone who you're going to see or anything. Deal?"
He grinned broadly. "Deal."
Disclaimer: I do not own digimon or any of the digimon characters.
School was a blur. I don't really remember how I managed to get through all the classes, but I did. I was so preoccupied with meeting Matt that I managed to walk right into my old friends. Matt was among them.
"Hey watch it!" I snapped, trying to keep from staring.
"You walked into us!" A boy with unruly brown hair who could only be Taichi retorted.
"Whatever guys. Who cares, just cool it." Matt tried to reason.
"Sure, whatever. I've got places to be." I responded, before tearing off to my car. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I was sitting down. Emotions ran through me, and I only barely managed to hold them back.
'This is going to be just a little bit tougher then I imagined' I sighed to myself before racing home.
I leapt out of my car as soon as I hit the driveway. I hurried upstairs and started to make some food when I realized that I hadn't given Matt the directions to my place.
'Yes! I don't have to see him! Woo Hoo' I thought as I started dancing around the kitchen.
Just then I heard a knock at my door. I danced over and opened the door. There stood Matt watching me as I swayed my hips to the imaginary music. I realized he was staring and it suddenly hit me who it was.
"Matt!" I screeched, stumbling backwards a bit. He was no longer in the uniform. Instead he had on a pair of black jeans and a white tee complete with a black leather jacket.
"Hey Meems. Surprised to see me or something?" He chuckled, walking in the room."
At first I couldn't put two words together. I was totally flabbergasted. I couldn't believe that this gorgeous hunk in front of me was Yamato Ishida, the same Yamato Ishida that I grew up with as a kid.
"How. How. did you find me?" I finally stuttered.
"Simply followed you from the school. Saw where you stopped at, grabbed some gas and changed then headed back here. You're rents let me in. They're still sweet and protective of yah. I could tell they didn't recognize me." Matt stated, shrugging his shoulders as if it was nothing.
"Wow." I responded, and then mentally smacked myself for my obvious stupidity. "Oh shoot! I'm still in uniform. I'm gunna quickly change. You mind?"
"Not at all." He replied, sitting down on the couch. "Take your time."
I nodded and dashed off to my room. I quickly threw off my uniform and pulled out a pair of baby blue fuzzy drawstring pants and a white sports bra with a baby blue zipper hoody. I fixed my hair and went to put on some lip-gloss when I caught myself. 'This is Matt!' I chided myself 'He's one of the ones you don't wanna see. Why are you making yourself look good for him?' I sighed as I put on the lip-gloss anyways. It can't hurt to look good.
I walked out of my room and entered the kitchen area. You could see into the living room, so I tried to politely make conversation.
"So. how have you been?"
"Oh I've been okay I guess. Yourself?"
"Umm. I've been. getting by."
He nodded, and gazed around the room. I finished up with making the food and brought it into the living room and sat down beside him.
He looked at the food a little worried. I caught that look and I laughed. I couldn't help it. He looked at me startled.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Because of your face. I'm not gunna poison you. I know how to cook. That's just some lasagne. My own recipe."
Matt turned even greener. "Meems. no offence but your last recipe made Tai sick, and he eats everything."
I laughed even harder. "I remember that. You all still acted like you liked it. But that was then. I have 7 years more experience under my belt. I took classes. I'm better, I swear!"
He nodded, and picked up a fork. He took a piece and gazed at it, before slowly bringing it to his mouth. He chewed slowly, his eyes scrunched up as if he was expecting the worst. He swallowed, unscrunching his face into a surprised look. "That's amazing!"
"Thanks, I do try." I blushed, before gathering some courage as I watched him scarf down the food. "Matt. how did you figure out it was me?"
Matt stopped eating and looked up. He just stared into my eyes for a moment before he shrugged. "I just knew it was. I think what really gave it away was when Sora & Kari tried to get you to come sit with us. When you looked up, I saw the recognition in your eyes, clouded by pain. I knew I knew you then, but I just couldn't place who you were. When you walked though, you looked back. I saw the longing, and I caught your eye, and I just knew. You were still Mimi, even though you changed."
I just nodded, and stared at the ground.
"Mimi. why don't you want to hang with us?"
"I. I just don't fit in with you guys anymore. I have a new life."
Matt gazed around the room, and saw the pictures that lined the walls and tables. "If that's so, why do you still have all the pictures everywhere, from when we were young?"
I glanced around and noticed just how many pictures I had of all my old friends. I only had a couple from New York. "It's complicated." I finally managed to say.
"Explain it then." Matt persisted.
I shook my head. "Maybe someday. but not today. Listen Matt, you can't tell anyone else about seeing me ok? Please?"
"Why don't you want them to know?"
" I have my reasons. Just promise me?"
"Can I still come see you then? I mean having no friends must be lonely."
I sighed defeated. "Alright, but you still can't tell anyone who you're going to see or anything. Deal?"
He grinned broadly. "Deal."