Ardour - Sequel to Welkin
by: sakuramimato (sakuramimato@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: With my love of Digimon, I have no ownership of it.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, they're really helping me out. I'm beginning to think that this fic isn't getting the same popularity that Welkin is, but I promise as great a perfomance as its predecessor. I'm trying to disprove the thought that 'the original is never surpassed by its descendant.' Enjoy this next chapter.
Q: Are you catching on with the other DigiDestineds that Mimi is oblivious to?
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Chapter 04
The front door locked and Sora turned her head to her door. "Mimi, you were out for a long time. I was almost doubting that you weren't returning. What'd you do?"
"I just asked Matt out." she smiled with that juvenile twinkle in her eyes. "He seemed rather speechless, but I guess he accepted."
"Huh? When is your date with him?" Sora asked tugging at the corner of the yellow blanket that was on her bed.
Her friend sighed out, "We're going to the Morealli's I passed while I was walking to your house in the morning. It looks a little expensive, but I'll be able to afford it. It looks like a really nice restaurant."
"Oh," Sora replied feeling a slight pang in her chest. Trying to cover up her sorrow, she smiled widely, "I'm sure the two of you will have lots of fun! I guess it seems right that you two should go out. You haven't seen each other in three years, so I suppose that it's the only reasonable way for the two of you to ... rekindle your relationship?"
"Yeah," Mimi nodded, "but it does seem a little strange. Yamato-kun seems to be rather taken by my proposal and my being here. He's as cold as he was when I remembered him at Odaiba Academy. He's also a little too serious about playing with his band now. Do you think he's in an affair with someone else? I couldn't bear it if it were like that! You don't think three years is long enough for him to move on and reject our feelings for each other and instead go on to some other person, do you, Sora?"
Sora froze on her bed and noticed the growing anguish and suspense in her friend's eyes. Contemplating with herself, she replied, stammering slightly, "H-He's not in an.. affair, Mimi. You shouldn't be thinking like that. You know that he loves you.."
Walking over to give her friend a hug for the reassurance, she thanked her old friend. Pulling away from their embrace, she noticed that it was nearing six and the sun had already set. Twilight befell the city as she glanced outside the window. "Sora, I have to get back to my hotel. I'll see you tomorrow."
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"Matt, we'll see you at practice tomorrow. Make sure not to be late or you'll get another verbal assault from the big guy." one of his band members reminded him.
"I won't forget." he replied, carrying his guitar case in his hand and exiting the building. The clouds were a dark pink and purple when he looked up.
Deciding that he didn't want to be stuck in the traffic in a taxi (and not wanting to pay for another expensive cab fare), he decided to walk to get a good look of the city. The short episode of the phone call he had earlier rolled back and forth in his mind. Finding it no use to try to take it off his mind, he quickened his pace as he was walking through the more populated shopping areas of the city. He was nearly there when a cab stopped in front of a large hotel that he knew well. A girl with a pink cowgirl hat handed some yen to the cab driver and ran up the steps to the lavish hotel. Noticing that it was his old friend, Mimi, he was puzzled as to why she was staying at such an expensive hotel than stay with a friend.
'What even happened?' he asked himself.
~*flashback*~
Matt waited quietly beside an apartment door. An orange-haired girl opened the door and gave a wide smile, giving him a hug. The two of them entered the apartment.
"Sora, I can't really stay here long. My manager will quickly figure out that I'm not with the band, so I have to make this really quick." Yamato said pulling an envelope out of his pocket. He handed it to her, "Open it when I leave, okay?"
She nodded, "Matt, can't you stay any longer? I mean, we're going out somewhere soon, right? Maybe the movies, perhaps? Or just a walk at the park under the moonlight?"
"I suppose. I'll have to go check my schedule. It seems to get busier every time." he replied with a grin. He took her hand in his and pressed his forehead on her's. "Sora-chan, Mimi's making everything difficult between the two of us. You've heard that she's come back to Odaiba, ne?"
"Hai, she came over to my house in the morning. My mom said she'd return in the afternoon. Matt, do you.." she trailed off and noticed his head shaking.
"No, Sora. I don't even recall ever liking her. That was just some high school crush we had." he replied. He noticed that his denial of their relationship at the academy confused her and stroked a finger through her hair. "I love you. Nothing can change that anymore."
A clock in her house began to ring 4 o'clock. He gave her a brief kiss on the cheek and headed for the door as he put on a pair of sunglasses. "Ja ne, Sora-chan."
Closing the door, he stopped abruptly at the figure whos head was faced at the room number in front of him. Her hazel eyes looked at him in confusion. A warm breeze blew his blonde hair. As they fell back into place, he took of his glasses and put them in his pocket, looking in her eyes without emotion. "Mimi, how long have you been out here?"
A glint of hurt came to her hazel eyes. She replied when she recovered her voice, "I just got here. Did practice end for you recently?"
"No, I just managed to sneak out to get some time away from practice and the repeated lyrics over and over again." he replied, thinking of ways to escape from the long conversation that was bound to happen. "What have you been up to since you left the auditorium?"
"Oh! Well, I sort of got lost while I was getting back here, but on my way, I got hit by a soccer ball that Davis had badly miscalculated, hitting me in the arm. I also met Taichi and we had a short conversation. I guess he noticed that I was lost because he gave me instructions to get here, which was a little embarassing, but it's better than being lost only a couple of blocks where I'm supposed to be, looking like an idiot. Thanks to Tai, I got here and here I am; talking to you, who.. just.. stepped out of.. Sora's.. apartment." her voice trailed off.
Noticing that her words had trailed off, he thought up a quick lie, "I was just looking for you. Since you and Sora are great friends and all I took to liberty of taking time out of my job to talk to you."
She smiled, forgetting about the recent incident. "Oh, that's sweet of you." She walked around his and rested her hand on the doorknob. Giving him a wink, she opened the door, "I'll see you later on, Yamato-kun. Don't get overworked in your rehearsal."
He waved a weak good-bye as she closed the door behind her. He slapped the palm of his hand on his forehead, 'Shimatta!'
Tightening the grip on his guitar case, he headed out of the apartment and took a cab to the building where his band was wondering where he had run to. 'Mimi coming back here.. This is all going to be frustrating. But then again, she still has the same innocence and sincerity that fell for when I met her nine years ago. And her leave six years and three years ago was the same. Could I still be in love with her?'
He shook his head, closing his eyes and looked out the window. 'I can't be in love with her again. This isn't right at all. For God's sake, she's left, come back, told me that she loved me, I told her that I love her, and then she left again. And then I moved on after Sora broke up with Tai. He still wants to kick me in the ass for getting Sora. He needs to move on like I did.'
The cab stopped and he pulled away from his thoughts. Paying the cab driver, he proceeded up the steps to the building when his cell phone rang. Pausing to pick it up, his caller ID showed a number that he'd never seen before. He answered the call. "Moshi moshi?"
'Yamato-kun?' a high-pitched voice asked on the other line.
"Mimi-chan?" he asked, "How did you get my number?"
'Taichi gave it to me after Daisuke kicked the ball to my arm. I asked him for it and he gave it to me.' she replied answering his question.
"That bastard." he mumbled under his breath.
'Nani yo?' she asked. 'I didn't hear you.'
"Nothing."
'Yamato-kun.. I was wondering if you would ever consider going out with me.' she asked him, 'I know this doesn't seem right. I don't usually ask guys out on a date..'
Dumbfounded, Matt didn't reply to her question thinking over again about her question. He became aware when she said his name over the phone again, wondering if he was still there. "Hai?"
'Would you like to go out on a date with me?' she repeated.
"I suppose I can go with you." he replied. Realizing what he had said, he swore in his mind. 'I'm such an idiot! Dammit, what did I just do?!'
'Oh, really?' a sudden burst of happiness was added to her tone. 'Yamato, Morealli's is okay with you, ne? I made a reservation for tomorrow night at seven, although, I told the person that I might cancel if you didn't agree to go with me. Thank you, Yamato.'
"Tomorrow. Sure." he replied, giving up the option of trying to get out of his 'date' with her. "I'll see you tomorrow, then. I have to go now. Ja matta."
~*end flashback*~
"I should have hung up on her." he said to himself as he crossed a street to his apartment. "This is such a mess, I can't even understand why I even agreed to go out with her. Sora can't know about this."
He contemplated more as he stepped into the elevator and went to his floor. He no longer punished himself for his stupid mistake as he opened his apartment door. Noticing that his dad wasn't home, he decided to skip dinner. Leaving his guitar at the foot of his bed, he took off his jacket and collapsed into his bed, exhausted from the day. "What should I do about Mimi?"
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A/N: I don't really like adding flashbacks into my stories, but it seems that it's the only way to fit everything into place..
Oi, miya wada, your fics are too good to be true! I wish I had all of that talent. I'm merely writing amateur stories. Keep it up, for I will try my best to write a fic as good as your's.
by: sakuramimato (sakuramimato@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: With my love of Digimon, I have no ownership of it.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, they're really helping me out. I'm beginning to think that this fic isn't getting the same popularity that Welkin is, but I promise as great a perfomance as its predecessor. I'm trying to disprove the thought that 'the original is never surpassed by its descendant.' Enjoy this next chapter.
Q: Are you catching on with the other DigiDestineds that Mimi is oblivious to?
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Chapter 04
The front door locked and Sora turned her head to her door. "Mimi, you were out for a long time. I was almost doubting that you weren't returning. What'd you do?"
"I just asked Matt out." she smiled with that juvenile twinkle in her eyes. "He seemed rather speechless, but I guess he accepted."
"Huh? When is your date with him?" Sora asked tugging at the corner of the yellow blanket that was on her bed.
Her friend sighed out, "We're going to the Morealli's I passed while I was walking to your house in the morning. It looks a little expensive, but I'll be able to afford it. It looks like a really nice restaurant."
"Oh," Sora replied feeling a slight pang in her chest. Trying to cover up her sorrow, she smiled widely, "I'm sure the two of you will have lots of fun! I guess it seems right that you two should go out. You haven't seen each other in three years, so I suppose that it's the only reasonable way for the two of you to ... rekindle your relationship?"
"Yeah," Mimi nodded, "but it does seem a little strange. Yamato-kun seems to be rather taken by my proposal and my being here. He's as cold as he was when I remembered him at Odaiba Academy. He's also a little too serious about playing with his band now. Do you think he's in an affair with someone else? I couldn't bear it if it were like that! You don't think three years is long enough for him to move on and reject our feelings for each other and instead go on to some other person, do you, Sora?"
Sora froze on her bed and noticed the growing anguish and suspense in her friend's eyes. Contemplating with herself, she replied, stammering slightly, "H-He's not in an.. affair, Mimi. You shouldn't be thinking like that. You know that he loves you.."
Walking over to give her friend a hug for the reassurance, she thanked her old friend. Pulling away from their embrace, she noticed that it was nearing six and the sun had already set. Twilight befell the city as she glanced outside the window. "Sora, I have to get back to my hotel. I'll see you tomorrow."
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"Matt, we'll see you at practice tomorrow. Make sure not to be late or you'll get another verbal assault from the big guy." one of his band members reminded him.
"I won't forget." he replied, carrying his guitar case in his hand and exiting the building. The clouds were a dark pink and purple when he looked up.
Deciding that he didn't want to be stuck in the traffic in a taxi (and not wanting to pay for another expensive cab fare), he decided to walk to get a good look of the city. The short episode of the phone call he had earlier rolled back and forth in his mind. Finding it no use to try to take it off his mind, he quickened his pace as he was walking through the more populated shopping areas of the city. He was nearly there when a cab stopped in front of a large hotel that he knew well. A girl with a pink cowgirl hat handed some yen to the cab driver and ran up the steps to the lavish hotel. Noticing that it was his old friend, Mimi, he was puzzled as to why she was staying at such an expensive hotel than stay with a friend.
'What even happened?' he asked himself.
~*flashback*~
Matt waited quietly beside an apartment door. An orange-haired girl opened the door and gave a wide smile, giving him a hug. The two of them entered the apartment.
"Sora, I can't really stay here long. My manager will quickly figure out that I'm not with the band, so I have to make this really quick." Yamato said pulling an envelope out of his pocket. He handed it to her, "Open it when I leave, okay?"
She nodded, "Matt, can't you stay any longer? I mean, we're going out somewhere soon, right? Maybe the movies, perhaps? Or just a walk at the park under the moonlight?"
"I suppose. I'll have to go check my schedule. It seems to get busier every time." he replied with a grin. He took her hand in his and pressed his forehead on her's. "Sora-chan, Mimi's making everything difficult between the two of us. You've heard that she's come back to Odaiba, ne?"
"Hai, she came over to my house in the morning. My mom said she'd return in the afternoon. Matt, do you.." she trailed off and noticed his head shaking.
"No, Sora. I don't even recall ever liking her. That was just some high school crush we had." he replied. He noticed that his denial of their relationship at the academy confused her and stroked a finger through her hair. "I love you. Nothing can change that anymore."
A clock in her house began to ring 4 o'clock. He gave her a brief kiss on the cheek and headed for the door as he put on a pair of sunglasses. "Ja ne, Sora-chan."
Closing the door, he stopped abruptly at the figure whos head was faced at the room number in front of him. Her hazel eyes looked at him in confusion. A warm breeze blew his blonde hair. As they fell back into place, he took of his glasses and put them in his pocket, looking in her eyes without emotion. "Mimi, how long have you been out here?"
A glint of hurt came to her hazel eyes. She replied when she recovered her voice, "I just got here. Did practice end for you recently?"
"No, I just managed to sneak out to get some time away from practice and the repeated lyrics over and over again." he replied, thinking of ways to escape from the long conversation that was bound to happen. "What have you been up to since you left the auditorium?"
"Oh! Well, I sort of got lost while I was getting back here, but on my way, I got hit by a soccer ball that Davis had badly miscalculated, hitting me in the arm. I also met Taichi and we had a short conversation. I guess he noticed that I was lost because he gave me instructions to get here, which was a little embarassing, but it's better than being lost only a couple of blocks where I'm supposed to be, looking like an idiot. Thanks to Tai, I got here and here I am; talking to you, who.. just.. stepped out of.. Sora's.. apartment." her voice trailed off.
Noticing that her words had trailed off, he thought up a quick lie, "I was just looking for you. Since you and Sora are great friends and all I took to liberty of taking time out of my job to talk to you."
She smiled, forgetting about the recent incident. "Oh, that's sweet of you." She walked around his and rested her hand on the doorknob. Giving him a wink, she opened the door, "I'll see you later on, Yamato-kun. Don't get overworked in your rehearsal."
He waved a weak good-bye as she closed the door behind her. He slapped the palm of his hand on his forehead, 'Shimatta!'
Tightening the grip on his guitar case, he headed out of the apartment and took a cab to the building where his band was wondering where he had run to. 'Mimi coming back here.. This is all going to be frustrating. But then again, she still has the same innocence and sincerity that fell for when I met her nine years ago. And her leave six years and three years ago was the same. Could I still be in love with her?'
He shook his head, closing his eyes and looked out the window. 'I can't be in love with her again. This isn't right at all. For God's sake, she's left, come back, told me that she loved me, I told her that I love her, and then she left again. And then I moved on after Sora broke up with Tai. He still wants to kick me in the ass for getting Sora. He needs to move on like I did.'
The cab stopped and he pulled away from his thoughts. Paying the cab driver, he proceeded up the steps to the building when his cell phone rang. Pausing to pick it up, his caller ID showed a number that he'd never seen before. He answered the call. "Moshi moshi?"
'Yamato-kun?' a high-pitched voice asked on the other line.
"Mimi-chan?" he asked, "How did you get my number?"
'Taichi gave it to me after Daisuke kicked the ball to my arm. I asked him for it and he gave it to me.' she replied answering his question.
"That bastard." he mumbled under his breath.
'Nani yo?' she asked. 'I didn't hear you.'
"Nothing."
'Yamato-kun.. I was wondering if you would ever consider going out with me.' she asked him, 'I know this doesn't seem right. I don't usually ask guys out on a date..'
Dumbfounded, Matt didn't reply to her question thinking over again about her question. He became aware when she said his name over the phone again, wondering if he was still there. "Hai?"
'Would you like to go out on a date with me?' she repeated.
"I suppose I can go with you." he replied. Realizing what he had said, he swore in his mind. 'I'm such an idiot! Dammit, what did I just do?!'
'Oh, really?' a sudden burst of happiness was added to her tone. 'Yamato, Morealli's is okay with you, ne? I made a reservation for tomorrow night at seven, although, I told the person that I might cancel if you didn't agree to go with me. Thank you, Yamato.'
"Tomorrow. Sure." he replied, giving up the option of trying to get out of his 'date' with her. "I'll see you tomorrow, then. I have to go now. Ja matta."
~*end flashback*~
"I should have hung up on her." he said to himself as he crossed a street to his apartment. "This is such a mess, I can't even understand why I even agreed to go out with her. Sora can't know about this."
He contemplated more as he stepped into the elevator and went to his floor. He no longer punished himself for his stupid mistake as he opened his apartment door. Noticing that his dad wasn't home, he decided to skip dinner. Leaving his guitar at the foot of his bed, he took off his jacket and collapsed into his bed, exhausted from the day. "What should I do about Mimi?"
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A/N: I don't really like adding flashbacks into my stories, but it seems that it's the only way to fit everything into place..
Oi, miya wada, your fics are too good to be true! I wish I had all of that talent. I'm merely writing amateur stories. Keep it up, for I will try my best to write a fic as good as your's.