Disclaimer : I don't own Digimon and its characters. Bandai© owns them. This story is credited from 'My Little Bride'.
Chapter Seven : Start Over
As soon as the car parked, Mimi went out of Yamato's car quickly.
She walked in a fast pace as she ascends the condominium building.
Yamato quickly grabbed the grocery bags and followed her.
Mimi swiped the key card on the swipe machine attached to the doorknob of their condominium's door.
She opened it, went inside and slammed her bedroom shut.
Yamato put the grocery bags down on the dining table.
"Mimi!" Yamato called as he approached her bedroom door. "Look, I'm sorry!"
Mimi jumped on her bed and curled up in a ball.
"Leave me alone, damn it!" Mimi shouted.
Yamato knocked on her door vigorously.
"You don't understand!" Yamato shot back.
"I don't understand? You kept me waiting there!" Mimi said.
"You…You should've left if you're feeling frustrated," Yamato replied.
"I have trust that you would come for me," Mimi said.
Yamato fell silent.
He knocked again.
"I ended up things with Sora," Yamato said. "That's for our marriage's sake."
Mimi jumped out of her bed and swung the door open.
"Then you should've told me," Mimi said, slightly sobbing. "I looked like a moron waiting out there for you…I---" but something interrupted Mimi.
Yamato grabbed her face and kissed her in the lips.
Mimi was struggling out of his grip but she softened as soon as Yamato wrapped his arms around her.
She was slowly melting away, her eyes closing.
It took them a couple of seconds to pull away from each other.
Yamato stared down at her.
"I'm sorry," he said.
Mimi held her breath for awhile and then she returned to her room and slammed it shut again.
"Mimi," a knock could be heard.
Mimi sat up.
Her eyes puffy and her hair in total mess.
She stopped in front of her door and heaved a heavy sigh before opening the door.
Yamato appeared in front of her very eyes as soon as she opened the door.
They looked at each other.
"Sorry," Yamato said.
Mimi stared at him.
"Why did you kiss me?" Mimi asked straightly.
Yamato looked away, searching for an appropriate answer.
"To shut me up?" Mimi asked frankly, her hands on her hips.
"No," Yamato said softly, facing her again.
"Then why?"
Yamato gulped and looked firmly in her eyes.
Mimi just stood there, waiting for an answer to pop out of his mouth.
"Because…because…" Yamato trailed off.
"What?" Mimi asked impatiently.
"Because I wanted you to know that I cared for you more than a sister!" Yamato said in one breathing.
Mimi's lips were trembling---either she was about to cry or she was about to spit fiery words at him.
Yamato looked down.
"I knew this marriage thing is the worst thing that ever happened in my life," Yamato said.
She just looked at him. She knew he has something more to say.
"But I also knew," Yamato said. "That this would also start a new beginning for us."
Mimi ran her hand over her pink-hued hair.
Yamato took one step closer to her.
"If you forgive me now," he said. "This thing would never happen anymore."
Mimi looked up at him.
She brought herself up to plant a kiss on her lips.
Yamato froze on where he was standing.
Mimi fell silent.
Then she looked up smiling.
"I'm your wife, right?" she cracked up which made Yamato's lips to form a warm smile.
Miyako's jaws dropped.
"You kissed!" Miyako exclaimed.
Mimi stuffed a muffin on Miysko's widely opened mouth to shut her up.
"Is it delicious?" Mimi asked, giving her a sarcastic smile.
Miyako pulled the muffin out of her mouth and took a small bite.
"That's mean, you know that?" she asked.
"That's a bit of loud, you know that?" Mimi sarcastically shot back.
Miyako frowned at her.
"You're so sarcastic," she said.
Mimi smiled broadly.
"I love this day," Mimi remarked.
"You know, Mimi, I think you're falling in love with Ishida-kun," Miyako said.
Mimi quickly turned to face her.
"Am I?" she asked.
Suddenly the gourmet professor entered the room.
"Let's start this class," he said.
Yamato was about to enter his car when a familiar man approached him.
"Matt!"
Yamato turned as he heard his nickname.
It was a guy with long, blue hair running down his shoulders and a pair of reading glasses.
"Jyou!"
"Yep, it's me," he said.
"It's been years man!" Yamato said, giving him a high-five.
"Well, Taichi gave me your address," he said. "Heard you're married."
Yamato smiled at him.
"Yeah," he said.
"Well, I'm here to ask if you would like to compose some new songs for our recording artist's new breakthrough singer," Jyou asked.
Yamato's face beamed.
He likes to compose songs back when he was in high school through College. He guessed Jyou saw his potentials.
"Of course," he said. "I'd love to."
"I want you to compose three songs," he said. "It's due two months after, okay? You'll get a great deal of cash for doing this."
Yamato smirked at him.
"Money's not my priority," he said. "A chance to compose a few songs should enlighten me."
Jyou gave him a triumphant grin and patted his shoulder.
"Thanks."
The cab parked in front of Mimi and Yamato's condominium building.
She stepped out of the cab and paid for her ride.
She ascended the condominium.
As soon as she arrived in their condo room, she started putting the ingredients in place so she can start cooking.
She tied a red scarf over her ponytailed hair and tied the apron.
She heated the gas stove and smiled.
"It's cooking time," she said.
TK looked at himself in the mirror.
"Are you sure that I can bring my date along?" he asked his parents.
Mr. Ishida combed his hair up.
"That's the zillionth time that you've asked me," his father said.
"It'd be awkward to introduce her to mom," TK said.
"You pick her up while we drive off to your brother's home," Mr. Ishida said.
TK sighed and looked at himself one more time.
"I'm pretty sure you'll love her," TK said.
"That sure smells great," Yamato said as he crept in the kitchen.
He was wearing a white crisp polo shirt and faded baggy jeans while Mimi changed her school clothes into a beige off-shoulder blouse and a denim skirt that is one inch higher than her knees.
Mimi was setting the table up.
"You look great," she said, smiling.
"You look great yourself," Yamato complimented.
Mimi smiled and hugged him.
"It feels so lighter now that we've made up," she said, looking up at him.
Yamato laughed, pinching both her cheeks.
The doorbell rang.
Yamato opened the door.
"Hell-o th-there!" Grandpa greeted.
The Tachikawas and the Ishidas entered the condo room.
TK was picking his date up so he'll be kind of late.
Sitting down on their designated seats, all started eating.
Grandpa looked kinda worn out.
His face looked weary but he's still wearing a warm smile.
Mimi stared at his Grandpa.
Then he caught her eye.
"Ho-w w-was my li-ttle prin-cess do-ing, huh?" he asked her.
Mimi grinned.
"I'm fine," she said.
Mr. Ishida turned to Yamato.
"When will we be having some grandchildren?" he cracked up which made Yamato choke.
Mrs. Ishida nudged her husband's rib.
Mimi wiped her mouth with some napkin, as if she's very awkward to answer.
"D-don't wo-worry…I-I d-don't ex-pect s-some ch-child-ren a-ny so-oner," Grandpa assured them.
Yamato gave him a slight nod.
The door swung open.
"Are we late?" TK suddenly asked.
He was holding his date's hand.
"Hi Hikari," Yamato greeted.
Hikari sheepishly grinned at Yamato.
"So…she's your date huh?" Mimi teased.
TK frowned childishly, his face shy.
Hikari smiled.
"You're so beautiful Miss Mimi," Hikari complimented.
Mimi flashed her a warm grin.
"I know," she said and everybody laughed.
By tomorrow, everything will change.
This is the start of Yamato's career as a composer and Mimi's objectives to be a good wife.
Watch out world!
a/n : That was a happy chapter, wasn't it? Ha ha, well I was happy that I ended this chapter with happy thoughts. The chapter started out very seriously but you know, it ended well, didn't it? The next chapters would be fun! Watch out.
