(Disclaimer: This will follow for each chapter, I do not own any of the characters in this story, they are owned by the creators of Digimon. This is said, so don't you dare come after me with a law suit! glares at the laywers )
(Hallo again! I made a "prequel" to Lost. I hope you guys enjoy it and it helps you to better understand the story.)
Prologue:
"Ooh Daddy! Look at the clouds! They're so beautiful!" squealed a young Mimi Tachikawa.
Her eyes of honey flashed with intense delight as she stared out the window, her delicate mouth breaking into a joyful grin. A soft chuckle escaped from a man beside her, and he rubbed the back of his head heartily.
"Yes Mimi, I know." He informed her, glancing over at his dormant wife.
Mimi smiled lightly as she rested her head on the side of the airplane wall, staring out into the vast sky and city beneath her. She was returning to Odaiba, finally, she would be returning to her true home. She missed her friends so much, and always looked forward to her visits, especially when Yamato was present. Mimi's eyes lit up as Yamato came to mind, her cheeks flushing oddly as a deep sigh escaped her bee-stung lips. She reached up to play with a strand of her vibrant pink hair, twirling it around her finger as if it were some sort of fancy jewelry. She ran a dainty hand across her cheek, thinking of what she should say to them when she arrived. Should she be excited, or casual and seem not to care?
"Mimi, We're going to be landing soon, make sure you're ready to get off."
"Huh? Oh, yes daddy." Mimi nodded, packing her things silently into her bag.
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'Nervous. I can't believe she's coming back today. Do I look all right? What if she doesn't like my style anymore...What if she's found a new boyfriend? Oh God.'
I gently pick up my bag, hearing a honk outside, probably Taichi. We're going to meet Mimi at the airport; she's coming to visit from New York. It's been exactly six months since I last saw her. I quickly glance in the mirror before I exit, checking to see if my hair is still gelled in place.
'Don't forget the gift!'
I hate those little voices in my head. They sound so gay. I must be going insane or something...I wonder if other people get little reminders every time you need to do something. I sigh and rush back inside, picking up a small baby blue wrapped package from the ground. I hear Tai's dad now screaming for me to hurry up, and I have to force myself out the door and run to the van. I can see Taichi's dad's frustrated face in the window, and the grinning Taichi and Hikari in the backseat, waving madly at me. I shield my eyes from the sun and place my hand on the car door clasp, opening the sliding door of the van open so I can creep inside.
"Hey," Taichi and Hikari greet in unison.
"Hey," I reply, seating myself and buckling my seatbelt as Taichi closes the door behind me. The van starts moving and I can hear Taichi blabbering on about something, but my nerves are to wired to pay attention, so I just unzip my backpack and dig inside to get my sweater. It's kind of a weird sweater, but Mimi loves it, so I decided to wear it this time, just to make her happy. It's a forest green color, like a lot of my clothes, and it's pretty comfy. I slip it over my head and puncture my arms through the sleeves, then quickly rearrange my hair, which most likely got messed up with all the movement. I feel like such a girl, I'm getting all ready just to see someone, and I'm all jittery about it.
"Oy, Yamatooo!"
I see Taichi's hand waving insanely in front of my face and I can't help but smack it away.
"Yea, what?"
"We're here you nimrod."
"Oh,"
I look at them and notice that they're already unbuckled and getting out of the car, myself and Tai the last one's remaining. I click off my seatbelt and get out, the impact of seeing Mimi again hitting me once more.
"Crap,"
We're walking in the airport, and my eyes scan it, seeing a vibrant flash of pink and soon feeling two arms slap around my shoulders. My eyes widen in shock and I can feel and hear the gentle giggles of a girl.
"Konnichiwa!"
"H-hey Mimi..."
"Yama-Chan!" she exclaims, releasing me and taking a step back, nodding her head in greeting.
She's beautiful. Slender and tall, with the nicest pair of legs I've ever seen. She still has a full head of pink hair, curling and waving down to her mid-section, framing her creamy and glowing face. Her honey eyes are twinkling as she greets everyone; her cheeks flushed with a rosy pink, making her seem so shy. She's wearing a short white summer dress, and a cowboy-like hat. She has little pink trinkets on her wrists, and she has bags and bags pilled along with her family. Mimi has always been so ravishing, it's sad that she had to be around here, with all these other humans beings, who can't even measure up to her. She resembles somewhat of an angel, so pure and gorgeous.
I run a hand through my boyish locks, sighing deeply as I look at my reflection in the window. I have icy cerulean eyes, and my hair is up to my jaw, sticking out wildly in different directions. I'm wearing a pair of baggy cargo pants and my green sweater. I feel suddenly that I look like I'm from the army. I sigh. Image has always been important to me, but I always regret what I do after.
"Gomen, Yama-chan, for disrupting your thoughts, but I haven't seen you in so long. I'm happy to see that you're wearing that sweater! You look amazing!"
I can feel myself blushing; to receive such compliments from Mimi is quite enjoyable.
"Arigato Mimi-Chan, you look great yourself."
Mimi claps her hands together as she does that adorable face that one does when they are happy. I'm such a sap, but I can't help it. I listen carefully as Mimi tells everyone her plans for the next months. She'll be staying the whole summer, although she will have many outings to visit family before seeing any of her friends.
"Michael sends his wishes," Mimi says, in a bit of a whisper as she glances over at me, smiling oddly. I find that she is blushing somewhat as she speaks of Michael, and I can feel a flame of jealousy flicker in the pit of my stomach. When she speaks of me in New York, does she speak of me with such passion as she does with Michael?
I sigh rubbing the back of my neck with one hand as I feel my legs becoming frail from standing up. I turn around looking from some sort of seating nearby and find a small bench. When I go to sit everyone follows, and sit along with me, chatting and smiling.
"How is your life then Yamato? Any girlfriends I should know about?" She asks suddenly, raising a brow sarcastically.
"Pfft, A girlfriend? Yamato? I don't even think he knows what it means." Jokes Taichi. That pisses me off, but I don't say anything.
"Tai!" Sora scolds, playfully hitting his leg.
I search my mind for words and shrug my shoulders.
"Not really, don't have that much time."
Mimi nods and turns suddenly as her father calls after her. She stands and kisses Sora on the cheek, then Tai, and then brushes her lips swiftly across my cheek. I felt my face heat for that one moment and then it faded as she pulled away, smiling as she waved and said her goodbye.
"I'll see you at the movies tonight!" She calls, running towards her irritated father, who is holding much baggage.