Disclaimer : I don't own Digimon and its characters. Bandai© owns them. This story is credited from 'My Little Bride'.
Chapter Six : How To Keep A Secret
Yamato made himself some coffee.
It was two in the morning and he woke up for no reason.
That's weird.
He finished his coffee and decided to walk around the living room.
Suddenly, he felt something on his feet.
He looked down and realized that he stepped on Sora's calling card---the one he threw away.
He picked it up and stared at it.
"You're part of my history now," he muttered under his breath and tore it into halves.
He slumped on the sofa and set the broken calling card away.
He closed his eyes for awhile.
---Flashback---
"Yamato-kun!"
Yamato opened his eyes.
"Why did you sleep here?" a little brunette asked.
Yamato blinked.
"I don't know," he replied.
They were under an enormous tree.
The little girl sat beside him.
"I want a brother like you," the little girl said out of a sudden.
Yamato stared at her.
"Me too," he said. "I want a sister like you."
The girl smiled then frowned.
"But kitsune-chan," the little girl said. "You're leaving for America."
Yamato smiled and hugged the little princess warmly.
The little princess, who's wearing a pair of glasses, hugged back.
"I'll be back," Yamato promised.
---End of Flashback---
"Yamato-kun!"
Yamato's eyes flew open.
Mimi was staring down at him.
"Why did you sleep here?" she asked.
Yamato smiled.
Just like before---only the little princess doesn't wear glasses anymore nor is she a brunette.
He sat up.
Mimi's already in her school clothes.
"What're you gonna do while I'm in school?" Mimi asked.
He yawned and stretched his arms.
"My friends prompted me to perform in this certain bar for a month," he said. "I even borrowed dad's car for this work."
Mimi smiled. "Good for you."
The phone rang.
"Moshi, Yamato speaking," Yamato answered.
"Yamato, the family will have dinner there tomorrow night," Mrs. Ishida said.
"Oh?" he asked. "What time?"
"By 7:30 PM," she replied. "We will cook our own share of food---prompt Mimi to cook as well."
As soon as the details have been set, Yamato hung up.
"Dinner?" Mimi asked.
"Uh-huh," Yamato said. "You decide what to cook, just drop by the grocery after school."
"I wil," Mimi said.
She grabbed her textbooks and leaned in to give Yamato a quick peck on the cheek.
"I'm going!" she ran off.
Yamato smirked and held his cheek.
Mimi was listing some ingredients in a sheet of paper.
It was break time.
Miyako took her last bite on her cheese waffle.
She leaned in to check how far Mimi has written.
"Chicken curry and corn soup, huh?" she guessed.
Mimi nodded quietly.
Miyako looked up and she saw somebody behind Mimi.
"Dinner recipes?"
Mimi turned.
"Oh, hi Mike!" Miyako chirped.
Mimi didn't say anything.
She decided to give him a slight bow instead.
Michael sat beside Mimi.
Miyako gave Mimi a nervous look.
Mimi continued to write.
Michael watched her.
"Am I invited in this dinner?" Michael asked coolly.
Mimi just kept on writing.
"You-you see, it's like a reunion dinner," Miyako reasoned for Mimi's sake.
"But her family's reunion is usually every Christmas," he said.
Mimi looked up and shot Miyako a stern look.
Miyako bit her lip.
"So exactly, what is this dinner you're whipping up?" Michael asked.
The bell rang.
Mimi got up.
"We have classes, bye," Mimi said and walked away.
Miyako followed.
"Thank you!" Yamato exclaimed.
The crowd cheered.
Yamato bowed.
Taichi and Kyoushiro were there, flashing him broad grins.
It was 7 PM.
Yamato got down the stage to approach his friends when a stopped him.
"Hi!"
"Sora?"
"You were great!" she complimented him.
Yamato gave her a slight nod.
The world's really small.
"I'm currently bar-hopping right now," Sora said. "Hey, I waited for your call!"
Yamato sighed.
"Look, I have to go," he said and walked past her.
"I'm leaving tomorrow," she said.
Yamato stopped.
"Let's talk," she said.
Mimi finished buying some groceries.
"Mi-chan, look I'm---"
"Just don't do it again."
"Okay," Miyako said. "Uhm, I need to cook now! My sister will kill me."
"Okay," Mimi said as she watched her stop a cab.
When it was her time to catch a cab, no cab stopped by her.
Tonight's rush hour…Miyako was lucky to find a cab.
The rain started falling.
"Oh great," Mimi complained.
Then she remembered that Yamato borrowed his dad's car.
She dug unto her purse to find her cell phone.
"This is Yamato. I can't answer the phone right now," his voice mail answered. "Leave a message, 'kay?"
Mimi almost threw her phone away in frustration.
It's raining hard, she can't stop a cab and she has three grocery bags with her.
She tried calling again but it's no use.
What was happening to him?
Sora and Yamato talked inside Yamato's borrowed car.
It was not moving though, it was just parked.
Both of them turned their phones off.
"Are you avoiding me?" she asked.
"Yes," Yamato frankly said.
"But I thought you love me."
"I thought so too," Yamato said.
Sora bit her lip.
"Are you hiding something from me?" she asked.
Yamato paused.
He tried to evade the topic but he can't find any topic to start.
He turned to face her.
"I'm sorry," he apologized.
She opened the car door.
"It's all over," she said and left.
The car door slowly closed by itself.
Yamato sat there, staring off in space.
Suddenly, he remembered his cellphone and opened it.
Voice Messages : Mimi (6)
Yamato-kun! Pick me up at he 24-Hour Shopping Mart!
Kitsune-chan, it's pouring rain and I can't stop a cab. Please?
Hey! Where are you! Pick me up, please?
Yamato-kun, hey…I'm getting cold here.
Yamato! 24-Hour Shopping Mart…that's the place, please pick me up. No cabs are available.
Are you going to let your wife get cold here! Come on, it's 24-Hour Shopping Mart! Come, please!
Yamato was suddenly aroused.
He felt so guilty.
"Why did I turn my stupid phone off?" he asked himself and started the car.
Mimi sat there, waiting.
She's tired of catching a cab.
She was shivering.
People are coming in and out of the shopping mart.
She felt so alone there, shivering and sitting in one corner waiting for nothing.
A car stopped by the shopping mart.
Yamato ran out of the car and approached Mimi.
"Mimi, let's go," he said, carrying the grocery bags.
But Mimi still sat there.
"Why didn't you come earlier?" Mimi asked, looking down at the floor looking very serious.
Yamato stared at her.
"I was…talking to somebody---"
"Is that 'somebody' so important that you have to turn your phone off and leave me shivering here!" Mimi shot up.
Some people were looking.
"Let's talk this over inside the car," Yamato said quietly.
Mimi got in the car, her heart and mind infuriating.
a/n : Sorry to end this chapter like this…I wanted to feature their quarrel in the next chapter. The next chapter would be much interesting than this one---I promise you, people! So to my reviewers, don't get disappointed…I'll end this story in a mimato…dun worry!
