Disclaimer : I don't own Digimon and its characters. Bandai© owns them. I adapted 'My Tutor Friend' from a Korean movie.
Chapter Eight : The Last Session
Michael marched through the parish's aisle along with the other future priests like him.
As he was walking through the aisle, Mimi was there among the other women who wore a veil over their heads, praying---a female Christian's way to show respect.
Mimi's hands clasped together firmly, a tear spilling out from her closed eye.
The future priests knelt in front of the altar as the bishop gave them their blessing. Michael looked up, his cheek had a large bruise---obviously from Yamato's beating.
Yamato arrived at the parish, looking for Mimi.
When he recognized her back, he stood beside her.
Noticing that she's deeply absorbed in her prayer, Yamato slowly gestured to hold her hand. When their hands brushed, Mimi pushed his hand away.
Her eyes suddenly opened and glared at him.
Mimi posed in a boxer's pose as soon as they went outside the parish.
They were now in the small park just behind the parish.
Yamato looked down at her, confused at what she was doing.
"Ah, so you're going to hit me?" Yamato asked. "Then do it, as if this would change things back to normal."
Mimi still posed that way, her eyes welling in tears. "Why did you beat him up?"
Yamato smirked. "Oh about that? Sorry…"
Mimi pursed her lips, trying not to spill a tear. She hit Yamato in the shoulder.
Yamato took a step back.
"Okay fine! Hit me!" Yamato shouted at her.
Mimi gave him an uppercut.
A hard one…just like a man's punch.
Yamato was shocked…he stumbled on the ground.
The ground was full of autumn leaves.
Since it was the season of fall, the leaves fell from trees, covering almost all of the park's area.
Mimi laid on the ground next to Yamato, who's holding on to his stomach.
"That was not nice," Yamato said in pain.
Mimi looked at the sky.
"Two days later…is our last session…isn't it?" she asked.
Yamato looked at her.
"…it is?" Yamato asked, then it hit him.
Yes it is.
They fell silent.
A flock of birds passed by the sky.
"They're so free," Mimi remarked.
"You want to fly? In the sky?" he asked.
Mimi looked at him.
"What if I say 'yes'?"
"Then I'll take you there," Yamato said, smiling at her.
"Huh?" Mimi asked.
The next day, Yamato and Mimi went on skydiving.
Each of them wore headphones with a small microphone attached to it for them to converse on the sky.
Yamato's favorite hobby and sport was skydiving.
His dad introduced him that sport and considered liking it since.
"Wooooooh!" Mimi exclaimed as she flew higher.
Yamato could here her scream over his headphone.
"Is it fun?" he asked.
Mimi smiled. "Yep!"
Mimi danced through the sky wearing her skydiving gear so did Yamato.
When they were about a meter away, Yamato stopped.
Mimi was enjoying it, her smile from ear-to-ear.
"You know, this is the first time I'm going to say thisto a girl," Yamato said casually. "I think I like you."
Mimi paused for awhile.
She was dumbstruck.
Mimi stopped from swaying.
"Mimi? Mimi! Are you there? Do you hear me?" Yamato asked, concerned.
Mimi forced herself to speak. "Uh, uhm…what? What? I can't hear you," she lied.
Suddenly, a forceful gust of wind pushed her down.
She was falling fast!
"Mimi! Grab the left rope!" Yamato shouted on the microphone. "Don't panic!"
Mimi did as she was told to and landed safely on the ground. Her legs collapsed from so much nervousness.
Yamato landed a couple of meters behind her. As soon as he undressed his skydiving outfit, he ran to her.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"It hurts," she complained.
Yamato sat straight on the sofa while Mimi was on her usual place.
The next day came---the last session.
Mimi looked up at him.
"Just study about adverbs, adjectives and idioms," Mimi said casually, a hint of tears appeared on her eyes.
"Just remember to review those exercises I gave you," Mimi reminded him.
He was listening.
"Was…I a good teacher?"
Yamato smirked at her.
"No need to address yourself as a teacher," Yamato said. "You became a friend already."
Mimi smiled at him.
"I guess…" she said, rearranging her books. "This is goodbye."
Suddenly, her finger slipped through the tip of one of her textbooks.
"Ow! Blood…" she said, holding on to her wounded finger.
Yamato leaned in the center table and grabbed her finger.
He took one last look at her and sucked the blood on her finger.
Mimi looked at him, her face about to cry.
Regardless the fact that he feels nauseas whenever he sees or smells blood, Yamato sucked the small amount of blood coming out of her finger.
Yamato looked up.
"Excuse me," he said, proceeding to the bathroom.
He was going to throw up.
As he got up to go to the bathroom, Mimi smiled, her eyes welling in tears.
That night, Mimi and Yamato went to an amusement park.
They were strolling around the park.
Yamato was behind her.
He was about to hold her hand when she raised her hand to point a fountain.
"Look, let's sit there!" she said.
Upon arriving at the fountain, she sat on the bench in front of it while Yamato chose to stand.
Yamato pulled a small box from under his coat and gave it to her.
But Mimi was looking in another direction.
"Hey!" Mimi said, as she saw Sora and a guy a few distance from them.
As Mimi stood up to greet Sora, Yamato hid the box under his coat again.
"Hey there," Mimi greeted.
"Oh!" Sora exclaimed. "You caught me on a date!"
Mimi looked at the guy she's with and bowed.
"Jyou, meet Mimi Tachikawa," she introduced. "She's a College classmate."
"I'm Jyou," he greeted. "I'm a graduating student from a med school."
Mimi grinned at him. "Nice to meet you."
Sora looked at the guy behind her.
"You're on a date too?" she asked. "Who's that guy behind you?"
"We're not dating," Mimi said. "He's my tutee, Yamato Ishida."
"So…he's that bad student you're telling me about," Sora said.
"Who gave you an idea that dating someone from highschool is nice?" Mimi asked.
Yamato suddenly looked at her.
What did she just say?
"Well, you've got a point there," Sora said.
"We're having our farewell party here since today is our last session," Mimi said. "Care to join us?"
Jyou shook his head. "No, it's alright."
"We're on a date, remember?" Sora reminded her.
As soon as she bid them goodbye, Mimi turned to face Yamato.
"Sora's so lucky," Mimi said.
"Yeah right," Yamato said.
"The guy has a nice degree inCollege and he's from med school! That's nice," Mimi said.
"So all you care about is status---yeah, that's who you are!" he raised his voice.
Mimi suddenly gave him a perplexed look.
"What do you mean?" Mimi asked.
"So it's not nice to date someone from highschool, huh?" Yamato asked sarcastically. "What's your difference with Miyako? All that girl cared about was money while YOU cared about some people's status in life!"
Mimi was taken aback.
"Th-that's not what I meant!" she said defensively.
"I might be a highschool repeater," Yamato said. "But it's not alright to degrade me!"
Yamato pulled the box under his coat and gave it to her.
"What's that?" Mimi asked, looking at the box.
"It's yours take it," he said.
Mimi looked at him. "I---," but he already threw it in the fountain.
"Then don't, it's not even mine anywaycoz it's for you," Yamato said, turning to leave.
Mimi stared at the box, which is floating about the fountain.
She watched as Yamato left.
What the hell did she just do?
"I'm a jerk..." she told herself.
a/n : Sad chapter, huh? Well, the last chapter is the next chapter so brace yourselves for the ending! Thanks for my reviewers! I really appreciated your reviews. LilixTrixee, cutielicious, bubbles05 and lots more! That was nice of you to drop by my story and review…!