A Love Once Lost

Chapter Title: Nostalgia of Blue
Genre: Romance, Drama
Chapter(s): 2/4
Character(s): Mimi, Yamato, Sora
Pairings: Mimato
Word count: 1,537
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None

Those five minutes of waiting were seriously killer. It was seriously FIVE WHOLE MINUTES! THE HORROR. Some of those girls were glaring at the door so hard, if it was physically possible, the door would've jumped away to allow the girls to see the boy behind it.

The teacher was still sweating like a storm, wondering how teenagers this day and age had so much…energy toward the opposite sex. However, much to her immense relief, the door gradually opened, and the new student coolly walked through the doorway into the room.

The girls immediately scooted their desks closer to the front of the room to get a better look of the boy. Some even had little drips of drool pooling at the corner of their mouths as they continued to stare at him, the guys scowls darkened even further at the sight. The competition for the girls' attention had immediately gotten harder.

Some of the boys were already planning to ask any girl that had not seen Yamato to the winter prom that was several months away. Better be safe than sorry and alone at the dance, right?

The boys had every right to be jealous.

Yamato was drop dead gorgeous. He had short, silky, golden blond hair that looked like a hairdresser of rock stars had groomed it for him. His eyes were the color of the ocean, which were currently scanning the classroom, silently observing everyone. Some of the girls were willing to fling themselves across the room to another girl's desk to have him scan over her figure.

The blonde boy mentally rolled his eyes, continuing to quickly scan them, as they were to him. He was tall and slender, not at all lanky like many of the boys in the classroom. The uniform he wore, plaid green pants with a matching jacket and a white blouse underneath seemed to be tailored especially for him. It clung to him in the right places, showing off his tight muscles.

He didn't seem to care about the hungry stares from the girls around the classroom, or maybe he was just ignoring them, for they were mentally stripping off his clothes, evil thoughts running through their minds.

Mimi snorted in disgust. Sure, he was cute, but that didn't mean they had to drool over him like that dogs on a meat bone. It was just too embarrassing.

Sora had different thoughts. No, she wasn't romantically interested in him. She had her eyes on Tai who was in the classroom next door. She was interested but only because he seemed familiar, just like when she first met Mimi, Tai, and a few other people.

Like…she had known him a long time ago. It was all too confusing. Shaking her head, she pushed those thoughts back into the far reaches of her mind.

The teacher, clearly knowing what the girls were thinking in their dirty minds, sweat dropped.

'Dead kid walking…' she thought, quickly scanning the room for someone who wouldn't try to kill him.

Seeing Mimi, who was absentmindedly doodling on a scratch piece of paper of a woodland fairy of some sort, immediately pointed out an empty seat next to her to Yamato.

"Yamato, please sit next to Mimi. She's the girl with the long brown hair," the teacher nodded her head to Mimi.

Mimi heard her name being called, immediately looked up. She blinked a few times, the words processing through her head, before she saw her teacher nod at the empty seat next to her, her brain clicked. 'Holy crap, no…'

Before she had a chance to state her complaint about the seating arrangement, Yamato benevolently walked over to the seat beside her and sat himself down.

He glanced at her for a moment, thinking he would be seeing another drooling girl, saw a girl that was looking at him as if he was Hitler himself. Oddly, a flicker of recognition sparked through his ice blue eyes as he glanced at her.

'Eh? What was that?' Mimi blinked in surprise. She had never met Yamato before but the way he looked at her…it was almost as if he knew her before.

She was about to say something again when she saw her teacher cough, giving her a warning look that clearly said, 'Stick with him or get a years worth of homework tomorrow.'

Mentally grumbling, Mimi turned away to look at Sora, who gave her a victory sign before pointing at the newly formed, "Yamato Fan Club" who were giving Mimi a glare that would scare Piedmon.

'Great…now everyone is against me…' Mimi silently glared at a helpless eraser on her desk while the teacher began the lesson, wondering why she even woke up this morning.

Inconspicuously, Yamato scrutinized every inch of her under the cover of his long platinum blond bangs. 'She hasn't changed…not one bit.'

Unconsciously, he smiled at this thought, not before he realized she was starting to tremble. Bending his head down to look into her eyes, he noticed they were full of fiery rage. He chuckled mentally himself, 'No, she hasn't changed at all.'

Unconsciously, his hand reached for a silky, long stray of hair that was abstracting his view of the brunette. Moving it away, he saw Mimi snap her head toward him, her eyes widened in shock. Not because he had touched her, but something else…

'A brunette was running along the path of a breathtaking, incredibly familiar looking forest, her face breaking out into an angelic smile as she saw her destination.

A young man with flaxen hair was up ahead at the forest exit, his arms wide open to catch her. She giggled before jumping straight into them, wrapping her slender arms against his neck.

The young man smiled affectionately at the young woman as he held her close to him with deep care.

"Mine…" he whispered softly into her soft, chocolate colored hair, but loud enough so that the woman could here. She smiled, her almond brown eyes glowing with happiness along with his as she snuggled closer to his chest.'

The image abruptly ended, leaving Mimi shaken, she looked up at Yamato, her eyes confusing and dazed.

"Matt…?" she whispered in disbelief before her eyes rolled back, her eyes closing as she fainted. The memory too much for her to bare.

Immediately, his arms reached out for her, catching her unconscious form before she met an uncomfortable confrontation with the cold, hard, metallic floor.

'She called me Matt...No one calls me that but…them…' Yamato thought, bewildered and somehow…hopeful.

"Mimi!" Sora cried as she quickly got up from her seat, immediately beside Mimi, looking worriedly at her friend. Teary ruby red eyes looked up to Yamato, her front teeth biting her bottom lip gently before she spoke, "What happened to her?"

"I don't know," he muttered in puzzled shock, somehow managing to keep the look of concern off his face, before looking back down at Mimi's near lifeless face. "I'll take her to the nurse's office." With one elegant swoop, she was nestled protectively in his strong arms.

"WHAAAAAT!" the 'Yamato Fanclub' screamed in shock. How could SHE, a non-member of the 'Yamato Fan Club' be in his arms just like that? It was infuriating!

Yamato glared at them icily before walking out of the room, carrying his precious bundle tightly.

The teacher was beyond confused as she stood in her classroom. The girls were currently enraged with Mimi, which was a very BAD thing.

There was an old saying that was very true in this case: Hell hath no wrath compared to a woman's scorn.

The guys were the same, but they were mad at Yamato who was taking the class beauty to the nurse's office.

I shouldn't have chosen this profession…maybe being a trucker would've been safer and less stressful.'

Shaking her head, knowing it was already too late to change to a different job, the teacher returned back to the chalkboard, rapping it with her knuckles, grabbing the students' attention.

"Back to work now class," she grinned as they all went back to work, complaining why they were in this torture zone. 'Yup, should've been a trucker.'

Yamato arrived in the nurse's office in less then five minutes, knowing the whole outline of the building. He had been in this school a long time ago, just in another life. It proved helpful in many ways. Especially in this case.

Placing the sleeping brunette on one of the sick beds that furnished the nurse's office, he took a chair that was nearby and sat beside her.

"It's been a long time Mimi," he smiled a heartbreaking smile. "I finally found you after all this time. It took a while, but we finally meet again."

He reached up and brushed back another strand of auburn hair away from her face. "I told you I would stay with you through thick and thin. No matter what."

He sighed, "It's too bad you don't remember me. Maybe…after I've been by your side for a little while, you'll finally remember me." He gently squeezed her hand, "Of us."

Yamato smiled once more, not sadly, but this one was full of hope, something that his brother, both now and then, had told him to keep, especially now after he finally found her. He closed his eyes, and placed his head close to hers, waiting for her to wake up.

However, the soothing sound of Mimi breathing softly, and just the feeling of her presence near his, was enough to make him fall into a dreamless slumber.

It was not the same for Mimi though.