Oh! Hi! I'm new to this world of fanfiction, and this is my first one! I hope you enjoy it! Oh, yeah...The disclaimers... I DO NOT OWN DIGIMON...though I wish I owned Matt...

Chapter 1: The Escape

Eighteen-year-old Mimi Tachikawa could be seen walking along a river, outside of the Tiger village. These grounds were off limits to civilians like her, but she didn't really seem to care. After all, she didn't really consider herself as a civilian. She was more like a slave to her own people: the heiress of the clan. The members of the consul would make her do these political tasks that would make her head spin. Yes, Mimi Tachikawa dreaded the royal life.

But now, she enjoyed life, away from her town's village and her duties as heiress. A smile formed on her lips and lit up her perfectly round face. Her emerald eyes glowed with bliss and an aura of lively freedom surrounded her being.

Mimi has always been rather slender, but not skinny. She had those long, athletic legs. Her hair was quite long and was the color of chestnuts. She was of fair complexion: not too tan or too pale. With perfectly arched eyebrows over her emotional emerald eyes, it seemed that she was the most desired woman in the clan. However, she didn't really worry about men. The only man, or boy rather, who caught her attention was the boy with cerulean eyes from thirteen years ago.

It has been thirteen long years since she's last saw him. Every time she thinks of him, a warm desire would fill her soul. The sensation was pleasant but, it hurt. She never told anyone about her feelings, not even her father. She felt that it was better to keep it a secret and bottle it within her self. Mimi longed to see the boy again. Where ever he was, he was probably still as handsome as thirteen-years ago or, even more!

However, certain adversaries stood in their way. They were both from opposing clans. And her father would not hear of it, not that she had tried asking. The two clans have been fighting like dogs and cats, or rather like wolves and tigers, for almost one-hundred years. Much blood was spilt. The reason why they fought was forgotten, for it has been too long. The youth of this generation began to question about the war.

Mimi just shook away the thought. It gave her a headache and only made her more exhausted. She just kept on walking, deeper into the depths of the forest. She had hoped to get some excitement from this "self-motivated excursion". When she felt that her body was falling apart, Mimi decided to rest on a large rock next to the creek. She wiped the sweat from her brow and forehead and took long breaths, trying to catch her breath. It seemed that the sun was setting over yonder and the sky started to turn a beautiful mix of yellows, oranges, and reds. As she took a drink from the creek, she began to hear a rustling of leaves nearby. Cautiously, she unsheathed her katana that was tied at her side.

"Come out," she sneered. "Wolf."

Notes: this is from an original story I'm writing. Just replace Mimi's name with "Hikari" and replace Yamato's name with "Toshiro".