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- Digimon and Sailor Moon belong to famous Japanese people.
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Hidden Bloodlines
Chapter Four
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You won't believe who got to Mimi's house first, holding his digimon happily in his arms. It was Motomiya Daisuke.
"Konbanwa, Mimi!" greeted Daisuke when he walked through the door. "Konbanwa!" repeated Chibomon.
Daisuke was wearing a blue polo shirt and denim shorts with blue and white sneakers. Mimi was wearing a sleeveless silver dress that came up to her knees with flat silver shoes.
"Konbanwa! Glad you could make it!" said Mimi.
"Hey Mimi, do you know where I can stash Chibomon for a little while?" whispered Daisuke.
"Put him in my room. Tanemon is feeling a little lonely," whispered back Mimi. So Daisuke walked to Mimi's room and put the digimon on the bed, much to the protests of Chibomon.
As Daisuke walked out of the room, he heard Tanemon tell Chibomon to shut up. He supressed a giggle.
Daisuke entered the living room to find Michiru and Mimi laughing together. Daisuke froze when he saw Michiru: he didn't know that she was that pretty.
Michiru was wearing no waistband jeans and a khaki cowl neckline sweater with black loafers.
Mimi noticed Daisuke. She made a motion with her hand, telling Daisuke to come closer. He obeyed, and Mimi brought Daisuke over to Michiru. "Michiru, this is Motomiya Daisuke. Daisuke, this is Kaiou Michiru."
"Glad to meet you," said Daisuke and Michiru in unison.
Mimi's doorbell rang. The pink-haired girl strutted over to her house entrance and opened it.
In stepped Yagami Taichi and Yagami Hikari. Taichi was wearing a New York Knicks basketball jersey (a gift from Mimi) and jeans with white sneakers. He was also holding Koromon.
Black shoe boots, a black one-shoulder top and black jeans was all that Hikari wore. Salamon was standing right of Hikari.
"Konbanwa, Mimi!" greeted Hikari, Taichi, Salamon, and Koromon.
"Konbanwa!" replied Mimi.
Mimi's sharp ears heard a door open and close. She looked behind her and saw Haruka walking out of the bathroom, wearing a blue T-shirt and denim jeans. Haruka also had on white sneakers.
"I love your shirt, Hikari," gushed Mimi. "Arigato, Mimi," said Hikari, blushing.
Hikari and Taichi dump their digimon in Mimi's room, meet Michiru, and meet Haruka.
Hikari took one glance at Haruka and thought, He's cute.
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After everybody arrived, Mimi put on some music and brought out some snacks.
"Hey Michiru, remember last time you came? We had a blast!" said Taichi as he reached for a can of Coca-Cola.
"Every Saturday we would eat ice cream at the park, remember?" added Mimi.
"I remember. And we used to spend our afternoons just looking out at the ocean from the bay," added Michiru.
Iori, being the youngest Digidestined, was getting sleepy. He fell asleep sitting up. Ken had to nugde him to wake him up.
"It's really late. I guess we should be going," interrupted Sora as she got up from the couch. Michiru looked at the clock. It was pointed at eleven.
"Ok," sighed Mimi.
All of the Digidestined walked into Mimi's room and grabbed their Digimon (Michiru was in the bathroom and Haruka was in the bedroom, so they didn't see them). Michiru and Haruka came out when the others were about to leave.
"See you tommorrow! Oyasuminasai!" cried Michiru, Haruka, and Mimi in unison.
"Oyasuminasai!" repeated the others as they left.
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Haruka sat by the window, staring into space. Michiru came by and took Haruka's hand.
"What's wrong, koibito?" crooned Michiru.
"Those blond boys feel so familiar..." whispered Haruka.
"Who? Yamato and Takeru?" inquired Michiru.
"Michiru, remember when I told you that I had two brothers?" asked Haruka.
"Yes, what about them?" replied Michiru.
"There's a good chance that those two boys... could be them," finished Haruka.
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