Disclaimer : I don't own Digimon and its characters. Bandai© owns them. This story is credited from 'My Little Bride'.
Chapter Five : Some Quality Time
Mimi opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was Yamato's sleeping face.
She smiled to herself.
He looked like a little boy.
She sat up and looked at the alarm clock.
It was 6:45 in the morning.
She got out of the sheets and proceeded to the kitchen.
"Hey," Yamato said, his hair, messed up.
Mimi gave him a warm smile.
"Hi," she greeted.
She was wearing a blue apron and was holding a frying pan.
She's making pancakes.
Yamato sat on the dining table and buried his face on the table.
Mimi put some pancakes on the plate in front of Yamato.
"Are you still sleepy?" she asked.
Yamato looked up.
"You snatched the comforter away from me," he said.
Mimi won last night. Yamato felt tired arguing with her that's why he let her have it.
"If you don't have plans today, you can fix the guest room so you can sleep in peace," Mimi said as she placed the frying pan in the sink.
"You won't help me?" Yamato asked, frowning.
"I have classes, remember?" Mimi said.
She sat in front of Yamato and untied her apron. She put it aside on the chair beside her.
Yamato grabbed a couple of pancakes and put it on his plate.
He spread the first pancake with some butter.
"I guess Tai and Kyoushiro would help me," he said.
Mimi rested her chin on her hands.
"So who would sleep in the guest room?" Mimi asked.
"Me," Yamato volunteered, taking a bite on his pancake.
Mimi smiled and got up.
"I'll take a bath," she said. "I have classes."
Yamato stayed in the sofa, flipping channel after channel.
Mimi got out of the bedroom dressed in a white knitted sweater with a pink collared shirt inside. She was also wearing pants.
Yamato turned his gaze from the TV to her.
"You look decent in there," he said.
She put her hands on her hips.
"Is that an insult or a compliment?" she asked, her eyes narrowing.
Yamato smiled playfully, shrugging and returning his focus on the TV.
She sat next to him.
"I won't be able to go to bars anymore," Mimi said as she looked at the TV.
"Why?" Yamato asked curiously.
"I'm married remember?" she said. "It's so improper to see a married woman bar-hopping."
"How about a married man?" Yamato asked, smirking.
She looked at him.
How will she ever love this kind of guy?
She has to deal with their 'new relationship' anyway.
Mimi looked at her watch.
"It's too early to leave," she muttered under her breath.
Yamato was still watching TV.
Mimi felt bored.
"Do you have plans after school?" Yamato asked.
"None," she replied casually.
"Well," Yamato said. "Wanna go to the movies?"
Mimi looked at him.
"Depends on what movie," she said.
"There are lots of movies to choose from," Yamato said, as he grabbed the newspaper lying beside him and gave it to Mimi.
Mimi scanned the movie list.
"This film's kinda interesting," Mimi said.
Yamato scooted near her and leaned in.
"The name's nice. 'Ocean Twelve'…it's an American film," he said.
"Okay, let's watch," Mimi said. "Let's meet at the mall by three."
Yamato grinned. "Okay."
Mimi stood up and grabbed her purse.
"I need to go now," she said.
"Okay," he said.
As Mimi was about to exit the condo, Yamato called her.
"Meems!" he called.
Mimi turned.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Don't I get to kiss you?" Yamato asked.
Mimi's jaws dropped.
"Stop fooling around," she said.
"I'm your husband now, don't I get to kiss you before you leave?" Yamato asked playfully, walking towards her.
As Yamato was getting near, she was stepping backwards.
When she ended up on the wall, Yamato cornered her.
"I don't like your joke, kitsune-chan," Mimi said, glaring.
Yamato put his other arm on the wall while the other one was left free.
He laughed.
Yamato leaned in.
They are now a couple of inches away from each other.
"Bye," he said and ended up kissing her cheek.
He removed his hand from the wall to let her go.
Mimi was furiously blushing.
"That was the meanest joke ever!" she said.
Yamato laughed at her sight and pinched both her cheeks.
"Sorry if you got offended," he apologized.
Mimi pouted but then ended up bursting in laughter.
"Bye, kitsune-chan," she said and left.
The gourmet professor was writing some lecture notes on the board.
Mimi was taking down those notes to help her pass the practical exam.
Miyako was beside her while Michael was seated all the way at the back, staring at her.
"Mi-chan," Miyako whispered.
"Hm?" she responded, still taking down notes.
"Your ex-boyfriend's staring at you for quite some time now," she said in a whisper.
Mimi stopped writing.
She sighed before turning to look at him.
Michael gave her a weak grin.
Mimi gave him a slight bow.
"Well…how was the honeymoon?" Miyako asked excitedly.
She pinched her arm.
"Ow!" Miyako wailed.
The whole class looked at her even the teacher.
She grinned at them apologetically. "Sorry."
Mimi continued writing.
"What the hell was that for?" Miyako asked in a low voice.
"Don't ever mention that in school," she said.
"Why do you need to hide it anyway?" Miyako asked. "You're on the legal age."
"I know but…I'm not…prepared," Mimi said.
Miyako let out a sigh.
2:30 PM.
The classes were dismissed.
"See you tomorrow," Mimi told Miyako as she left.
As she was about to stop a cab, Michael approached her.
"Mimi," he said.
Mimi gave him a smile.
"Yeah?"
"You wanna catch a flick? I hope you're free---"
"I have plans," she interrupted quickly. "Sorry."
She stopped a cab and got in.
As soon a she got in, she let out a relieved sigh and bit her lip.
"I still miss him."
Yamato waited outside the theater.
He was fiddling with his car keys while waiting.
When he tilted his head to another direction, he saw a familiar face.
"What a small world," he muttered under his breath.
Next to the theater was an Art Gallery.
She's outside, waiting in line among the others.
He looked away and then saw a cab park in front of the theater.
"Hi there!" Mimi greeted as soon as she paid for her ride.
"I've been waiting for years," he exaggerated.
Mimi frowned childishly.
"As if," she said.
Then she noticed a familiar face.
"Guess who?" Mimi said.
Yamato was looking away.
"Stop staring at her, she might notice us," Yamato said. "Let's go in."
As soon as they bought their tickets, they bought some popcorn.
"I paid for the ticket so you pay for the munchies," Yamato said.
"Fine," Mimi agreed.
"One large cheese popcorn and two sodas," she said.
The girl on the counter gave them their orders.
The movie was interesting.
Yamato and Mimi hooked up with the story pretty quickly.
The popcorn was on the center.
Mimi was about to dig into some popcorn when she felt Yamato's hand. (a/n : sounds cliché, isn't it:-D)
Mimi quickly put her hand away.
"Sorry," she said.
Yamato looked at her.
"Remember when we're kids," Yamato said. "You always held on to my hand. You were afraid to get lost."
Mimi grinned at him.
"Wow, you still remembered," she said.
When the movie was finished, Yamato and Mimi got out of the theater.
Yamato grabbed Mimi's hand.
Mimi didn't pull away but she asked him.
"Why are you holding my hand?" Mimi asked curiously.
"Coz you're my wife," he teased.
Mimi smiled at him.
She laced her fingers with his.
Yamato looked down at her.
"Now what was that for?" Yamato asked.
"You're my husband," she teased back.
"So…" Mimi said. "How did the guest room go?"
"Tai and Kyoushiro helped me put out some worthless things away from the room away," Yamato said.
"You can sleep there now," Mimi said.
"You really want me to?" he asked childishly.
"I hate sleeping next to you dummy," Mimi said.
"So do I," he said.
Suddenly, Mimi saw Michael on the ticket booth.
He would watch the movie alone.
Mimi stopped walking and stared at Michael.
Yamato looked at who Mimi was looking at.
"That's Michael huh?" Yamato asked.
Mimi nodded.
Yamato saw how sad her face was.
"I'm more handsome than him after all," he joked.
Mimi hit his head.
"Shut up, will ya?" Mimi said. "Let's just go before he sees us."
Both of them turned to the other direction hand-in-hand.'
a/n : How was that chapter so far? To all those reviewers who asked if I am a Filipina….well yeah. I'll end this in a mimato ending of course! I just believe that Sora is Mimi's toughest competition to Yamato so I put her in…well, I don't like sorato either…but some taiora will do…but in this story, there would be no taiora as much as I wanted to…
