dienny04
Disclaimer: Digimon© and its characters are not mine. They all belong to their rightful owners and is copyrighted to BandaiTM. So please don't sue me.
Act Two: Nostalgic
"Really!" Yamato cried as he took a left turn while driving home.
Buckled in a seatbelt, Sato sat on Mimi's lap, sleeping soundly. The exhausted child dozed off to sleep as soon as he got into his dad's car.
"That jerk didn't even tell anybody that he's coming!" he complained.
Mimi giggled softly. "You sure missed him."
The stoplight turned red. As soon as Yamato pulled the brakes, he looked over his wife. "I guess so."
"And this Saturday, we're even having a reunion at the Yagami residence!" she mused. "Isn't that great, honey?"
Yamato stiffened. "That means…we're going to see everybody…right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"A the supermarket," he said. "I had a hard time shopping for groceries."
Mimi laughed softly. "Oh, I'm sorry. You did?"
But Yamato didn't mock back. "A woman helped me with the groceries…turns out it was Sora's auntie."
Mimi fell into a sudden pause. "Small…world."
The stoplight switched to green and he started to drive off.
"If it weren't for Kawamura-san, I might have died inside the supermarket," he said.
As soon as he ended his sentence, the car suddenly fell into an abyss of silence. Yamato, who hates awkwardness, broke the silence.
"A lot of things happened today," he said.
Mimi glanced at him. "Huh?"
"I accepted an offer from my student to be his mentor---about starting a band," he informed.
Mimi's lips slowly crept into a smile. "Really? That's great."
Yamato just shrugged. "I don't know."
Mimi's jaws dropped, shifting in her seat to make Sato and her comfortable. "What are you talking about? Other than just merely writing songs, you get to open doors for your students."
"I can't," he gently argued. "How can I teach them about starting a band if I have something against forming a band?"
"Then why'd you agree?" she asked.
"I just can't turn him down," he replied. "I even told him to gather some students for his band---I feel helpless…no, stupid."
His wife reached over to hold his hand, which is currently holding the clutch.
"You're a teacher," she spoke softly. "It's your job to let people know what they want to know. There's no reason to call your self stupid. Just as long as you trust them, everything would be all right."
Yamato smiled. "Right."
As he took a last turn, he stopped. They were home.
As soon as he stopped the engine, he leaned over to give her a tender kiss, which she returned out of amusement.
As soon as he pulled away, she unbuckled her seatbelt and carried Sato out of the car.
"How many bags did it take you to shop for groceries?" she asked as he stepped out of the car.
"Three," he replied, proceeding to the compartment.
Before Mimi entered the condominium building, she stopped to observe how much Yamato have grown throughout the years.
He cut his blonde hair back to his middle school haircut, sleek and short---yet safe in terms of school rules and formal matters. As for her, she grew her hair longer than she usually had since she was in high school, she dyed it back to its original color.
Still, she's still obsessed with pink.
Yamato looked up. "What?"
Mimi smiled. "You're so cute."
He smirked. "Yeah whatever, as if I'm a dog or something."
She scowled at him and rolled her eyes.
Sato slept on his small bed peacefully.
Mimi just finished changing his diapers and he's already tucked in his bed.
As she sat on his bedside, Yamato was putting away the groceries.
She stared lovingly at her son, stroking his cheek.
She retreated her hand from his face and looked around the room. It was small yet comfortable and suitable for a two-year-old. It might be early for him to be separated from Mimi and Yamato's bedroom but early practice means early learning.
Mimi's eyes fell on the small, white bedside drawer where Sato's small lampshade is located.
She stood from her bed and opened the drawer.
Suddenly, something dawned to her.
It was her old bedside drawer two years ago.
Mimi picked up a small Polaroid picture.
It was a picture when she returned to Japan to pursue College---sure enough, the Polaroid picture turned out to be a little blurry.
> > >
"Mimi's back!" Sora squealed.
Mimi pulled her trolley along as she looked for some bunch of friends who expected for her arrival.
When she spotted Sora and a rather bigger crowd than what she has expected, Mimi cheerfully approached them.
"Hi!" Sora greeted, giving her a very tight hug.
"Whoa, you dyed your hair back!" Tai mused.
She gave him a soft punch on his shoulder. "Yeah, I did."
"Mimi!" a voice called.
It was Miyako Inoue, a girl who's very amused of Mimi. Sora introduced her to Mimi when they were high school freshmen. Since then, Mimi and Miyako grew to be close friends.
Miyako leaped to give her a hug.
Mimi laughed as soon as Miyako hugged her tighter than Sora.
"I missed you!" she squealed as soon as she pulled away from her.
"Really?" Mimi asked.
"Glad you're back," Takeru said, Kari standing beside her.
"Now, that you're here in Japan, you'll have to stay until you finish College!" Kari said.
Mimi smiled. "Yeah."
Just then, she noticed a guy turning his back among the others. She readily recognized who it was.
"Yamato, ne," she called. "Aren't you happy to see me?"
"I'm happy to see you!" Daisuke butted in.
Mimi laughed. "Wow, really?"
Yamato turned to give her a glance. "Welcome back."
Mimi rolled her eyes then she nudged Sora. "Is your boyfriend as quiet as this?"
Sora laughed. "No, but I'm sure he's happy to see you here as well."
Taichi rested his hand on Yamato's shoulder.
Yamato looked at Tai. "What?"
"You're a big moron," he said softly.
"Huh? If you're asking for a fight---"
"Whatever," Tai interrupted him, shrugging his shoulders. "You can't even look into her eyes."
> > >
"Meems," a voice called.
Mimi jerked.
She slid the Polaroid picture inside the drawer and turned towards the door.
Sato's bedroom door opened.
Yamato only wore his black pajama pants.
He approached her and slid his arm around her shoulders.
"Sato's growing up," he mentioned.
"Yeah…" Mimi seconded.
Yamato looked down at her. She looked a little disturbed but nevertheless, he disregarded her troubled face and leaned over to plant a kiss on her forehead.
His free arm wrapped her waist while the arm on her shoulder slipped off. His hand caressed her cheek.
He leaned over her ear. "I love you."
Mimi's breathing deepened, her arms wrapping his neck.
"I…love you too," she managed to say.
Yamato nuzzled his head on her neck. "Is something wrong?"
Mimi shook her head quickly. "No…nothing's wrong."
He pulled himself away from her slightly in order to look down at her. "Sure?"
"Sure," she replied.
"Let's sleep," he said.
"Okay, then," she agreed.
Yamato's arms were around her as they laid on their bed.
Mimi stared off at space, Yamato's head resting on her shoulder.
> > >
"Excuse me, where's your CR?" Mimi asked Sora as the girls gathered on her room.
"As soon as you exit my room, walk straight ahead and you'll see the restroom at the end of this floor," Sora said.
Mimi thanked her and exited her room.
As she was stalling the second floor's hall, Yamato appeared by the staircase, his head staring down the floor as he took a step.
"Hey," Mimi chirped.
Yamato looked up instantly. "Hey."
As she was about to proceed to the restroom, Yamato caught her wrist.
"Mimi," he spoke.
"Hm?" she asked.
He sighed, reluctantly letting go of her wrist. "Nothing."
But Mimi didn't let him leave her with curiosity.
As soon as Yamato proceeded to Sora's room, Mimi called him.
"Yamato!" she called.
Yamato turned.
"I know that you're bit of a loner," she said. "But you're not…like this."
He gave her a weak grin. "You're so clueless."
Mimi stiffened at her place.
Nevertheless, she walked to the comfort room while Yamato knocked on Sora's door.
> > >
As soon as Yamato was dozing off to sleep, Mimi slid out of the covers and proceeded to Sato's room.
She opened the drawer and found the Polaroid picture resting on top of a letter.
> > >
"But I don't understand!" Sora wailed. "Just because she came back, you wanted her!"
Mimi was about to enter Sora's house when she heard her screaming inside. She hesitated to enter and instead, she watched over the window.
"I'm sorry…you know that I loved her even before," Yamato reasoned. "I just---"
"So, I'm your last resort?" Sora asked. "I chose you over Tai…Matt, please---"
"Sorry, I might sound unreasonable but heck, you were the one who pushed yourself to me," he said. "Sora, I can't go on a relationship with you if I have uncontrollable feelings for Mimi!"
Mimi almost jerked. She ran away.
> > >
"Two years and I'm still sorry for her," she said, staring down at the letter.
Author's notes: Let's give the story a dramatic twist. Of course, I want you pips to know how they ended up living together. But anyway, after the next chapter, this story will include light comedy…hahaha watch out!