Part Two

Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I do not own digimon.

A/N: Based on the poem I had written which is also entitled "Gone". Yes, I know, finally she's updated. Well, I've decided that, since people actually like this fic, I should continue it. Muahaha. Why make a good story go to waste, no? So, new twist, and this takes place in Mimi's junior year and Taiichi's senior year of college. (Gah, I'm not quite sure of the age difference anymore 'cause it's been a while since I've watched Digimon…) Much thanks to all those who reviewed, and thanks to Angel and KoumiLoccness for giving me a bit of inspiration for this continuation. (Actually, all the reviews inspired me, but I'm ranting on now… so fanfic, hoh!)

Mimi,

So… this is goodbye, huh? I've never realized how fast it happened… Heh. I've always imagined us being forever… Ironic how things turn out, no? Remember in English class? We were studying Romeo & Juliet? "Parting is such sweet sorrow…" I never knew that could mean anything at all to me until right now. The sorrow obviously outweighing the sweet, though. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I kept it from you. I didn't want anything to change between us while I was still here. I've tried so hard to stop this, but I just couldn't… I guess I can't be your hero after all. God, I'm going to miss you so much.

I'm sorry I couldn't keep you in my arms forever. I'm sorry I have to be the one to let you down. I'm sorry: I can't write anymore, 'cause I realized it will hurt you even more, reading this, when we've already parted. Just… be happy. Don't let me keep you behind. Do all it takes… and try not to entertain my memory, because I'll understand how it hurts when I entertain yours. I'm such a hypocrite. Heh… well, I guess I'd better stop writing now, like I said I would. What else is there left to say?

Oh, yeah.

I love you.

Taiichi

The edges were torn, and the paper worn thin from the repeated folding and unfolding. She smoothed it out, re-reading the sacred words over and over again, though it was practically imprinted in her mind; the words, she knew, were imprinted in her soul. "Parting is such sweet sorrow…" She always whispered this to herself, knowing just how true it was. What they shared was magical and envious to those all around them, and this goodbye… Everything just seemed for nothing.

But it was okay now. Mimi smiled shyly as she put the note in her pocket, and the content in her hand was replaced by that of Yamato's hand. His beautiful eyes entrancing her, and making everything better. It had been years since Taiichi had moved away, and after all that time, she finally moved on.

Yamato was a decent person; she'd known him for as long as she had known Taiichi, and after Taiichi left, they had gotten closer as friends. He was there for her, to comfort her and to hold her when she was down, but it was never his intention to replace him. Their relationship was always inevitable, though Yamato knew just as well as she that Taiichi would never be replaced in her heart. A first love, after all, is never replaced. She never knew if Yamato ever got jealous of Taiichi, him being an important part of who Mimi was and whatnot, because he hid what was necessary well. He never wanted Mimi to worry, though Mimi knew that deep inside, she worried even more about this lack of communication.

She couldn't help thinking Taiichi would have done more…

"Hey, Mimi, did Sora tell you yet?" Yamato said, abnormally anxious, as Mimi enlaced her fingers with his own. She looked up at him surprised, unable to make eye-contact.

"Tell me what?" He shook his head muttering the words "never mind" softly, though loud enough for Mimi to hear. Her head filled with questions, but she'd rather keep them to herself than to force Yamato into telling her. She didn't want to pry because she trusted him, and if it was something important, or if Yamato wanted her to know whatever was on his mind, she knew in her soul that he would tell her.

And so, they continued walking around the high school campus, in anticipation of their first class. The direction in which they were headed was to Mimi's first period because Yamato typically walk her to class, for his class wasn't so far away from hers. Her class would be her Language class (she was taking Spanish), and his class was Physical Education. It was atypical, however, how a stranger happened to accidentally bump into her. Mimi's books fell free from her hands and onto the ground. Yamato, for some reason, went silent, as Mimi and the stranger both fell to the floor to pick up her books.

As the two descended to the floor to pick up Mimi's books, neither realized what exactly was happening. They both had failed to realize what exactly was happening, and were equally oblivious to whom the other was until they lay eyes on the each other. This did not happen at once, however. It wasn't until their hands brushed against each other as they reached for the same book, and that the stranger spoke to her, uttering a sincere apology with a recognizable voice, that they thought to look up at one another.

At the slightest examination of each other's face did they realize that the features were those of the people they thought unforgettable, and reason for Yamato's peculiar silence was realized.