Whee! It's all purely Mimi/Matt, this chapter! Whee!(Though I admit, it is a bit short...Oh, wells, I'll make a super duper long chapter next time!) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own digimon!
Addicted to You
Oh dear. He's getting uglier by the minute. Look at that beer belly. I swear, it's been growing for the last half century that we've been arguing. It's now protruding so far that I can't even see his belt buckle. And you'd think he'd get a color job! All that gray hair! Absolutely revolting! And really, is a bit of sun screen too hard to apply? It'd take five seconds at the most! Ugh, look how dry and mottled it looks! Almost like dried up, crinkly, disgusting leath-
"Young lady, you cannot buy those tickets. They are reserved. For Very. Important. People." Argh! You've already told me that! Atleast a bajillion times the past fifteen minutes, too! What are you implying?
"Sir, I've already told you. I'm a model. A supermodel. That means I've enough celebrity to buy those VIP tickets. I need them! Look, why don't you look me up in the internet? Mimi Tachikawa." I brought my eyebrows together (Which were, by the way, looking fantastic! I've been to a new eyebrow waxer and she did an incredible job!), put on Bambi eyes, and pouted my lips slightly (I used a new shade of shimmery cherry red lipstick tonight to match the Wicked witches!).
" Actually, you do not have 'enough celebrity', and if you really needed those tickets, then you would have booked them seven months earlier, like what any good girl would have done." Oh, you old teabag! I didn't know Yamato would come watch Wicked tonight! If I did, then I would have booked them seven years ago!
"But I wasn't here seven months earlier! And I can't wait seven months to see this! I'm going back to Britain in a month!" Oops! That wasn't entirely…true. But blimey! He's incredibly hard to convince! And if I don't get any tickets tonight, then I might not ever get a chance to talk to Yamato again! I mean, tonight's perfect! I just got mauled by that monster of his!
I can just see it now. I'll 'accidentally' walk into his area, and put on this very surprised, shocked, I-can't-believe-it's-you kind of look and swoon, 'Oh darling! The world is such a small place! I mean, just a few days ago, you and your dog were running after me!'.
He'd smile all fondly with those gorgeous blue eyes and may even give me a small kiss on my cheek. 'Yes, my love. And you've been running through my mind since then.'
Kyah! I get the chillies even just thinking about it! Oh, Yamato! Don't worry! I'll force my way into the theater if I have to! Nothing can get into my way, nothi-
"Excuse me, young lady. But now you really have to get going. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do." He sort of pushed me aside. As if I were an old dog with-with leprosy or something of that sort! Oh how rude! How absolutely horrid!
Hmp! I'm just going to have to resort to Plan B! The extremest of the extreme! I slowly shifted my chest and exposed my cleavage a bit more. Just in case I had to do this, I came wearing the perfect outfit: a lovely little black dress with this deep dip at the cleavage and layers and layers of black tulle ( Its this fantastic dress from MiuMiu that I bought in the Japan when Gothic Lolita was all the rage! Very flattering!), paired off with black jeweled Gucci stilettos!
I lowered my eyelids a bit and pouted my red lips even more seductively! All right, Mimi! Think sultry, think seductress! I placed my hands on my hips and slightly turned sideways to produce the sexiest effect.
Oh, eeww! What am I thinking? He's practically rusted with age! I can't! I mustn't! I shou-
Suddenly, a warm hand placed itself on my shoulder. And I caught a whiff of…of Eternity men? Hey, isn't that Taichi's signature scent? Dear Taichi! How sweet of him to come by and get those tickets for me! I mean, that bloody old teabag wouldn't refuse Taichi, the youngest billionaire and twenty seventh richest person in the world, a couple of tickets, surely?
Darling Taichi! I absolutely adore him tonight! He's such a wonderful person, going out of his way to help a friend in need when he's got a date to be at! A perfect gentleme-
"Good evening, Spencer. I see you have already met my date for the night." Ookay. That was definitely not Taichi's voice. This voice is more…it's familiar, no doubt. I just can't put a finger on where I heard it…Oh. My. God.
YAMATO! It's him! OMG! His arm is across my back and his hand is now squeezing my shoulder! Kyah! I'm never going to wash this dress! I know its unhygienic but its YAMATO!
I turned my head to look at him, and I was greeted with the most phenomenal eye candy that any eye can behold! Just then, he caught my eye and winked.
OH KILL ME NOW!
(Actually, I take that back. I mean, it'd make no sense dying at the best moment of my life! I'm actually Yamato's date!)
"Baby, I told you not to worry about the tickets. Didn't I say I'd get them?" BABY! He called me BABY! Oh umm…the question. Yes, the question. I guess I should… answer?
"I know. But I felt horrible, since I wanted to see this and you wanted to see…" Argh! What other muisical is popular these days? Think fast, Mimi!
Darn! That old sow bug is arching his eyebrows at me! Quickly!
"Hairspray?" Oh Darling! How I love you!
I gave him lovely smile as I nodded. He smiled back and I felt like positively melting! Oh dear! If he looked wonderful wearing Ben Sherman that day, Yamato looked absolutely spectacular today! He's wearing all Calvin Klein! An immaculate Calvin Klein blazer with a lovely Calvin Klein dress shirt, and dark blue faded denim pants!
I love the idea of matching your scent with your look!
"Can we be admitted? There's paparazzi all over the place." Oh darn it! I actually like all the lights flashing and everyone whispering and pointing! It really seems as if I'm his er, real girlfriend!
"Of course, Mr. Ishida. Ms. Tachikawa." Go ahead! Be nasty! I won't care for all the world! I mean, I've Yamato by my side, like a lover!
I'd never have imagined, not even in my wildest dreams, that this would have happened! I mean, sure I've dreamt of walking down the aisle with him and everything but this is different! This is real! HE CALLED ME BABY!
"Oh, yeah, thanks for getting me in!" Oh gosh, that sounded soo cheeky! Like a spoiled little daddy's girl! (Then again….)
" No prob. You really must've wanted to see this. At least from the last five minutes that I heard." Eep! I felt my face blush a deep, deep red. Thank goodness for NARS blush! Otherwise he would have noticed I was turning the shade of an overly ripe tomato!
"Yes, well, I really only wanted to see it because yo-" Right in time! I almost told him my real reason for wanting to see this! Can you just imagine what his reaction would be?
"What? How'd you know I'd be coming here tonight?" His startled blue eyes would peer suspiciously through my own, and he'd edge a bit away from me.
"I…ummm….telepathy?" I'd give a halfhearted smile and he'd roll his eyes, inching ever so constantly away from me.
"I know your type! You're a stalker, aren't you!" Kyah!
"Yamato! It's not my doing! I didn't spy on you, I really didn't!"
"Then how'd you know? Oh, wait, don't answer. I know what you did. You hired a private eye! Didn't you?"
Then he'd take out his cell phone and call the police!
"NYPD? This is Yamato. Yes, the Yamato. Yes, yes, of course I'd be delighted to sign a CD for your daughter. But first, I'd like you to arrest a…stalker. She needs a shrink, and desperately! She's crazy, the most looniest woman that I've ever met in my whole li-"
No, no. That won't do, though I find it hard to believe that anyone as sweet as Yamato would call the police. I'll just have to thi-
"Because?"
"Because I…ummm," Think! What other reason could there be! Oh yeah! "My lipstick!"
Yes! Third Chapter! Muahahaha!