Disclaimer : I don't own Digimon and its characters. Bandai© owns them. This story is credited from 'My Little Bride'. 'The featured song is 'Maybe'. It is a song sung by a Filipino singer.
Chapter Eight : Confrontations
Saturday morning.
Mimi sat up on bed looking as beautiful as ever.
She got off from bed and fixed her hair before proceeding to the kitchen.
When she got out of the bedroom, she noticed that Yamato slept on the living room. He was sleeping on a couple of scattered papers. Beside him was his acoustic guitar.
Last night, the whole family had dinner with them. As soon as the dinner was over, Yamato started doing something.
Mimi went to his room to get a blanket.
She covered it over his shoulders and proceeded to the kitchen to make some waffles.
Yamato peeked on the kitchen just to see the dining table already set.
Mimi was waiting for the last waffle to be done in the waffle-maker.
Yamato just stood there watching her.
Then Mimi turned.
"Good morning," she greeted warmly.
Yamato gave her a slight nod.
"So…what were you doing last night?" Mimi asked, taking a bite from her waffle.
Yamato fiddled with the fork.
"I was…doing what I love the most," he replied.
Mimi looked up.
Yamato looked at her.
"I was composing some songs," he said.
Mimi smiled and continued eating.
"Wanna eat out for lunch?" Yamato asked out of a sudden,
Mimi chewed her waffle and looked up.
"Why?" she asked.
Yamato shrugged.
Mimi let out a laugh.
"Okay then," she agreed.
The public might think that they're dating.
But the truth is, they're more than that level.
They are now married.
As best friends.
Who kissed.
Yamato parked the car in front of the restaurant.
"You go down and wait for me," Yamato said. "I'll look for a place to park."
Mimi got down and watched Yamato's car drive off.
She waited in front of the restaurant.
Suddenly, Michael appeared.
He was wearing a chef's uniform and he just got out of the restaurant.
"Waiting for somebody?" he asked.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
"I'm having my job training here for a month," Michael said. "You?"
"I'm…going to eat here," she said.
"Oh great," he aroused. "Who're you with? Miyako?"
Suddenly, Yamato came jogging towards her.
"Mimi, I already---" then Yamato paused upon seeing Michael.
Mimi gulped and gathered some guts to tell him the truth.
She inhaled deeply and held on Yamato's hand.
Yamato looked at her.
"He's my…" Mimi was looking frail as she tried to tell him.
"I'm her best friend," Yamato introduced.
Mimi stared at him in awe.
Her jaws dropped.
It just can't be…did Yamato just--?
Yamato returned her look with a reassuring smile.
But instead of seconding Yamato, she glared at him and turned to Michael.
"No, he's my husband," Mimi said firmly
Michael frowned and raised his brow.
"What the hell is happening?" Michael asked.
"She doesn't---" but Mimi stopped Yamato.
"I'm married, Michael," she said. "I broke up with you because I got married."
Michael's brows are slowly knitting.
"Did you know how hurt I was when we broke up?" Michael asked seriously.
"You don't understand," Mimi said.
Yamato tried to butt in and clear things but something's holding him back.
"What don't I understand?" Michael asked in a loud voice.
"I did this because I love my family," Mimi said who was about to cry. "I did this because it's my grandfather's will."
Michael looked at Yamato then at Mimi.
"Then you should've told me," Michael said.
He looked at Yamato again.
"But you know, Mimi," Michael said. "It looks like you already love this guy."
Yamato was surprised.
What does he know anyway?
Mimi was trying to find some words to protect herself when Yamato spoke up.
"Look, Mimi's sorry," he said then turned to Mimi. "Let's eat out in some other place."
He grabbed Mimi's wrist and led her back to his car.
As Yamato was canvassing for new restaurants, Mimi was silent.
Yamato chose to be quiet too then he stopped the car in a corner.
"Are you angry with me?" he asked
"Hm?" Mimi asked.
"I lied, didn't I?"
Mimi looked at him.
"It doesn't matter," Mimi said.
"I guess we should eat out next time," Yamato said.
Mimi sighed.
Then she sobbed.
"I'm so sorry," she apologized and hugged Yamato who hugged her back in return.
TK knocked on the door.
The door swung open.
"Hey," Yamato greeted. "How's your song going?"
Yamato let him in first.
Mimi was inside her room watching TV so TK and Yamato talked in the dining room.
Yamato told him what happened.
Then he showed him the first stanza of the first out of three songs he needs to do.
There I wasWaiting for a chance
Knowing that you'll understand the things I wanna say
Then my love gets stronger than before
I wanna see you more and more
But you close your door
Then it stopped there.
TK looked up from the piece of paper.
"That was nice," he said. "Continue writing."
Yamato smiled.
"Mimi's depressed," Yamato said.
TK sighed.
"Cheer her up," he suggested.
"What do you do with Kari when she's sad?" Yamato asked.
"I buy her ice cream---her favorite," he said.
"I'll think of some better ways," Yamato said.
Why don't you try
To open up your heart?
I won't take so much
Of your time…
Those were the next words of his song.
He was thinking of two things : the song and cheering Mimi up.
Suddenly, Mimi's door opened.
"Hi," she greeted sheepishly.
Yamato gave her a slight nod.
She smiled and proceeded to the bathroom.
"Say Mimi," Yamato called.
Mimi turned.
"I…ah…" but he trailed off.
Mimi walked towards the bathroom, leaving Yamato troubled.
a/n : Did I leave you hanging again? I'm doing this in a hurry so please bare with me! I'll do better next time, okay? Promise!
