Disclaimer: Has anyone ever sued somebody for writing fanfiction? Well, I don't own these characters.

Authors Note: A special thanks for those of you who reviewed. If you haven't already then please do so. This chapter is still in Taichi's point of view. Someone has requested to put more detail into this story so I put the location of Taichi on the top of each scene Hope that makes it easier.

In the club . . .

I have a headache. This isn't doing me any good. As soon as we got here everyone went there separate ways. Yamato is with some girl he just met, Koushiro is talking to another girl at a table, and I don't even know where Jou disappeared to. Some fun this was.

As I sit here at the bar, I wonder whether I should just get drunk or go home. The music is so loud, its annoying me. Plus, I faintly hear the chatter of people trying to yell over the music.

I turn to the bartender and ask. . . "Can I have a Scotch Royale?"

"Sure." he replies.

Even though I'm underage, this club always serves to minors. I don't care though. If someday they get caught, It will be their own fault.

The bartender serves me my drink and for a while I stare at my glass. I come to my senses and gulp down my drink.

Damn, here comes Yamato. Knowing him, he's probably already drunk.

"Taichi!" he yells.

I turn around and act as if I didn't hear him yell two feet behind me. He walks over to me, put his hand on my shoulder, and stands right aside me. I was right, he is drunk.

"Taichi! Having fun so far?"

I grunt and shrug his hand of my shoulder. I then stand up and walk off to the bathroom. I turn around to get another look at Yamato. He doesn't notice that I left and takes a seat at the bar.

I just need to throw some water on my face. Since I'll never get rid of this headache.

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Bathroom . . .

In the bathroom, I notice the dirty floor and graffiti on the wall. Standing if front of a filthy sink, I force open the handle on the faucet. Not surprised only a little water drips down. Frustrated, I look at my reflection in the mirror. I appear stressed and tired.

Maybe going out wasn't such a good idea.

I walk out, pass the crowds on the dance floor grab my coat from the table were Koushiro is sitting and finally make it outside.

I'm not gonna wait around for Yamato and the others. Jou can drive Yamato's car and take him home. Since he isn't able to. Being drunk and all.

I'll just take the train home. I think the nearest station is only a block away.

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On the Train . . .

Damn, its cold. I can even see my own breath.

There is no one here except for a sleeping man in the back of me leaning against the window.

I also decide to lean against the window and shut my eyes. Its 11:30 and I'm really tired.

I think I'm falling asleep, anyone would on this train.

"Thanks for winning me this Panda!" echoed Mimi's voice in my head.

Shocked, I quickly open my eyes and look around as if I just woke up from a nightmare. I shake my head and slowly breathe.

"Come on Taichi, pull yourself together."

I don't even know how long I've been riding on this train. But it comes to its first stop at the next train station four blocks away from the one by the club.

I stare at the window again and notice my reflection. I still look pretty tired.

But, Past my reflection I notice something else. A girl sitting on a bench at the train station. She looks pretty confused and has a suit case by her side.

"Who is she?" I wonder.

She looks really familiar and I yet I can't even see her face. As she picks up her head to look at the time on her wristwatch I see her hair color.

Pink hair . . .

"Mimi?" Say softly.

"Mimi?" I repeat.

I come to my senses and finally yell her name. In the process, I wake the man behind me. She can't hear me.

I jump to my feet and start for the train doors. Just as I reach the doors, the train starts moving. I almost fall, I prevent that from happening by hanging on to a seat.

I stare at the bench were she is sitting and her image blurs as the train begin to move faster.

"Shit."

I don't know what to do now. Luckily I am on the first cart of the train where the conductor is. There sliding door separating him from everyone in the cart. Without thinking I open that door and startle him.

"Hey stop the train!" I demand.

"You gotta be kidding, that's impossible. The next stop is only three blocks away. Calm down kid. Are you drunk?" he asks.

I ignore his question and return to my seat. I impatiently wait for the next stop. My legs are aching to run.

As soon as the train comes to a stop I jolt through the doors.

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On the streets. . .

I jump over stair and push anyone that happens to get in my way.

"I gotta get to that train station!" I yell to myself.

I sprint passing buildings and houses. I don't even stop and wait for that light at the street corners. Everything around me is blurred. I only see ahead of me and hope to see the train station soon.

My heart is beating wildy as I continue to run. My legs are getting sore but I should be used to this from soccer.

After what seems like forever, I finally reach the stupid station. I walk up to the bench where she was sitting but it was empty.

I search with my eyes, hoping to find her.

Breathing fast and trying to regain my strength I lean over resting my hand on my knees. I lose my balance and fall because someone rudely bumped into me.

"Hey watch it!" I yell.

My eyes widened and I gawk at that rude person.

"I'm sorry! Let me help you up" She said.

"Mimi?"

My heart sank.

"Taichi?" Mimi responded.

Authors Note: I really hope you enjoyed this story. Don't worry I'll keep on updating. Please remember to review. Thank you.