Friendly Lovers

Summary : Yamato and Mimi's grandpas are friends. But they were suddenly set up to marry each other! How will each of them survive being husband and wife if they only knew each other as best friends?

Disclaimer : I don't own Digimon and its characters. Bandai© owns them. This story is credited from 'My Little Bride'.

Chapter One : That Shocking Day


Yamato sat back on his seat, as the plane was about to land.

He looked at the Polaroid picture in his hands. A twelve-year-old brunette in braided pigtails, wearing a pair of eyeglasses stumbled upon his sight.

He smiled and returned the picture to his wallet.

So, what does she look like now?


As Yamato got off the plane, he immediately proceeded to the bag counter to get his bag.

When he retrieved his baggage, he pulled it along with him.

As he was about to leave the airport and stop a cab, he noticed a girl with pink hair, wearing a denim miniskirt an inch above her knees and high heels.

He knew this girl somewhere though he's not too sure.

So he approached the girl and was about to call her attention when she turned to his direction.

"Hey!" the girl exclaimed.

His brows knitted.

I know her but…argh…I can't remember!

When the girl reached him, she gave him a warm smile.

"Yamato-kun!" she said but he was still confused.

Who is she?

Mimi sighed and smiled at him broadly.

"Geez, you changed a lot!" she remarked. "But still, you're the same old kitsune-chan!"

Then it hit him.

"Mimi?" Yamato asked in disbelief.


Yamato and Mimi got inside the cab.

"You're not the princess I knew before," Yamato told her.

"Well, I dyed my hair," she said. "I like it this way."

"You must miss me so much that you skipped a class just to see me here," Yamato teased.

Mimi punched his shoulder lightly.

"Stupid," she said. "It's my university's anniversary that's why grandpa asked if I could meet you at the airport….I wouldn't come here if I had classes."

Yamato grinned at her. "Oh really?"

Yamato's grandfather and Mimi's grandfather are former comrades back in World War II. It was Yamato's grandfather who saved Mimi's grandpa from death. That's why they became the best of friends.

But when Mimi was twelve and Yamato was thirteen, Yamato's grandpa died.

Months after his grandpa's death, his parents decided to send him to America to study from highschool to College under his aunt's supervision.

Now, Yamato's mom and dad, including Mimi's dad, mom and grandpa, asked him to go back. But the question is, why?

"Yamato-kun, I heard you studied in Julliard Academy," Mimi said. "I really expected it, though. You play the guitar so well."

Yamato gave her a warm grin.

"I suppose you're in your Senior year in College," Yamato said. "What did you take up?"

Mimi brushed a stray hair from her face.

"Believe it or not, I took up Culinary Arts," she informed him.

Yamato burst out laughing.

Mimi gave him a childish frown.

"Hey, I can cook you know!" Mimi argued.

"So I'll spend my stay here eating burnt cookies and overcooked noodles!" Yamato teased.

Mimi slapped his shoulder.

"You're so mean!" she said.


The cab stopped in front of the Tachikawa's residence.

As soon as Yamato pulled out his baggage from the cab's compartment and paid for their ride, Yamato's mother approached him.

"Oh! It's been a while, my son!" her mother exclaimed.

His dad appeared behind her and offered to carry his baggage. Mimi's father and mother appeared too.

"How was America?" Mimi's father asked.

"It was very nice there, uncle," Yamato said, giving them a reassuring smile.

"Oniisan!" TK exclaimed.

Yamato ruffled his brother's hair.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Grandpa's inside," Mimi said as she ran inside the house.

The others followed but Yamato stopped her mother.

"Is grandpa doing well?" he asked.

Yamato's mother sighed. Truly, Yamato has treated Mimi's grandfather like his own. But there's something that Yamato should be prepared of.

"He's fine. Son, brace yourself," her mother said.

Yamato laughed a bit.

"You sound so strange," Yamato said.

He entered the house together with his mom.


"Say 'ah'," Mimi said as she fed her grandpa some soup.

Grandpa opened her mouth and a spoon of soup entered his mouth carefully.

"Hmm," he moaned in amusement.

"Is it good?" Mimi asked. "I did it myself."

The whole family sat still.

Yamato looked around.

Why is everybody so strange?

"Mimi, Yamato come closer," Grandpa said.

Mimi and Yamato knelt closer to where Grandpa was kneeling.

"I have something to tell you," he said hoarsely, his voice barely clear.

"As you know, Yamato's grandpa and I have been friends since the World War II," he narrated. "I owe my life to his grandfather, Mimi. You all know that…but Yamada's dead now…still I took his son, Yamato's father, as my own."

Mimi and Yamato listened attentively.

"So we made a pact before he died," he continued. "Both of us suggested that as a pact of friendship, we should set our children to marriage."

"But, grandpa," Mimi butted in. "You both had sons. What should you do?"

"That's the point. Since we both had sons, we can't set them up," Grandpa said. "That's why I would like Yamato and you to fulfill our pact."

"Grandpa, what do you mean?" Yamato asked in full perplex (confused).

TK shook his head. Why can't his brother figure it out?

"That means, you should marry Mimi-san," TK butted in.

Mimi and Yamato were startled.

"N-nani!" Mimi exclaimed.

Yamato frowned gently.

"Grandpa, this couldn't be," Yamato said.

"Yamato!" his father scolded.

Grandpa looked at both of them.

"The doctor told me that I only have two years to live," he said. "I'm getting too old right now…I want you to get married as soon as possible."

Mimi stood up, a frustrated look across her face.

"I can't believe this is happening!" she said.

She turned around and left.

"Mimi!" her mother called but she continued to leave.

Yamato paused for awhile and then followed her.


Upon reaching outside her house, Mimi stopped.

She let out a loud sigh.

This is so not true.

Mimi tried to avoid the thoughts away from her head.

I can't marry my best friend!

Yamato appeared behind her.

"Princess," he called him.

She didn't turn to face him.

"Do you actually think that I agree with Grandpa?" Yamato asked. "Of course not."

Mimi turned to face him.

"Yamato-kun, what are we going to do?" she asked.

Yamato shrugged.

"What if my classmates find out that I'm getting married?" she asked.

"They'd be happy…at least I think so," Yamato replied.

"I'm still studying!" she exclaimed.

"But you're in College," he said.

"But I have a reputation to hold for Pete's sake!" she said.

Yamato shut his eyes close.

He has his own reasons too.

He can't marry her because number one, she's his best friend.

Number two, because he loves somebody else.

"Yamato-kun," Mimi said. "What now?"

Yamato sighed.

"Look, grandpa has two years to live," he said, conscience filling his mind. "It's only once that Grandpa has asked for something out of us."

Mimi wore a grave look on her face.

"Yeah but," she argued. "The thing he's asking from us is…too…difficult to deal with."

Yamato brushed his hair up.

"What if you finish College first before we…you know," Yamato said.

"I still have graduating classes and…I can't marry you," Mimi said.

Yamato knew why.

"You have a boyfriend, don't you?" he asked.

Mimi nodded sheepishly.

This is so difficult.


a/n : Ahem, I'm back! After my first mimato fic, My Tutor Friend, I have decided to make another one…I really believe that this story is more interesting than My Tutor Friend…constructive criticisms and reviews are openly welcome!