Author's Notes: Gosh, it's almost been a year since I updated this thing… lol I guess everyone's forgotten about it! Well, I have the inspiration to write it all up again! Now with an extra bonus! My dear friend, BSH, is drawing art for my fic! Oh yeah! Lol, I think her art is beautiful, she posted a Digimon art on under the name bittersweet-hunnie. She said, starting with the next chapter, every chapter she'll draw at least one picture! Yay! Ok, well anyways, thanks everyone who reviewed! I love you all dearly, you have a special place in my heart.

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Sisters
By: Xplicit

Chapter Four:
There's something about Yamato

-Mimi-

It's been days, and yet I haven't seen Yamato yet. What was going on? Was he sick? Maybe I should find out where he lives and visit him, and maybe bring him some soup!
Yes. I think he'd definitely appreciate that. After all, who can resist their very own Florence Nightingale at their beck and call?

I sighed dazedly while snooping through the school's filing cabinet of the student directory, looking for Yamato's personal information. Okay, so no one is allowed to do this, but no one around here told me one fact about my handsome Adonis! So, I took matters into my own hand. It was easy to get past the secretary, or at least, the secretary's assistant. Apparently the secretary is out trying to flirt with the librarian. Yes, you heard me, a MALE librarian (not bad I must add). Anyways, I just had to deal with the assistant, who this little cute brunette was. She seemed so kind and naïve, poor girl. She won't get into trouble though; no one will know that I'm here! Once I get my dear sweet Yamato's address, I'll be out in a blink of an eye!

What is happening to me? I'm getting all soft for my own liking. This is no good; if I get so vulnerable I can be easily manipulated! I let out a longer sigh and then chuckled lightly to myself. "This is probably what loves does to a person…"

"That's what you think hussy." snapped a shrill voice behind me. Oh fuck, the secretary. I flinched and spun around to see a scrunched up face, but it wasn't the old secretary I was expecting, who might have grabbed me by the ear and drag me out.

I looked the girl over from head to toe, and then raised my eyebrows at her. "Who are you, and how dare you call me names?"

The girl, who was Sora's age, closed in on me and pressed her index finger against the spot right beneath my neckline. "Naoko Tsukitomo, and if you think you can get away with stealing my boyfriend, you have another thing coming." She threatened hoarsely.

I stared at her, confused. "Boyfriend?" I never flirted with anyone's boyfriend! The only person I even have an interest in this god forsaken school is- oh no, "Yamato has a girl friend?" I exclaimed unbelievingly. I felt like my heart was a grenade and someone had just pulled the pin. How come I never even thought of that? Wait, I did… but he never said anything! That jerk was leading me on! I… I can't believe it!

Now it was time for Naoko to get confused, she scrunched up her face even more and spoke. "What are you talking about? I'm talking about Michael!"

My mind went blank for a micro-second, entering what she just said into my mind, and then I burst into peals of mocking laughter. "Michael? 'Always angry' Michael? You have got to be kidding!"

But apparently she was because she was fuming red, it looked like she was about to explode. "I do not joke around about things like this! I saw the two of you talking the other day!"

I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye and returned to the filing cabinet, resuming my search. "Well, you've made a very big mistake then because I am not, and will never be, interested in that creep."

Naoko looked as if she didn't believe a word I said and walked around and slammed the filing cabinet shut. That startled the heck out of me, and I instantly drew back, holding the folder I was currently on. Her voice lowered to a venomous hiss. "Don't you dare make any moves on him! He's mine and will always be mine. You had better watch your back you tramp or I'll..."

I glared at her. "Tell it to someone who cares?" Glancing down at the folder in my hand, I smiled to see that it coincidentally said, 'ISHIDA, YAMATO' on it.

I looked at her again and she was about to say something, but I spared her her wasteful breath and my time. "Excuse me, but I'm rather busy at the moment. I'm very not interested right now in your pathetic attempts to hang onto that loser you call your boyfriend." With that, I left her screeching and cursing me after me.

'What was with these people at this school?' I thought to myself while driving to Yamato's house that lunch hour. Maybe it was a mental institution on the pretense of being a school. Anyway, I couldn't think any more about that. I had a lovely sick patient to attend to.

I smiled, patting the thermos of hot soup I just bought from a local convenient store. "A dose of Mimi a day keeps the doctors away. Yamato, here I come!"

At Yamato's House

"Yoo-hoo, is anybody home?" I called out after I knocked on his door and rang his door bell twice. Hmm, maybe I picked up the wrong address from the school. Maybe he's moved… Maybe he's dead! Oh no, dear Yamato! You were so beautiful too… or maybe...

The door slowly swung open with a disorderly looking blond in a long white cotton T-shirt and striped boxers answering it. He obviously had no shame being in front of a girl looking like this. I wanted to throw the soup away and pounce onto this ruffled looking sexy beast.

"Hi Yamato!" I beamed.

Yamato quickly recovered from his drowsiness and looked surprised to see me at his front doorstep. "Mimi… what are y-"

"Can I come in?" I poked my head inside his house, and before he could refuse, I stepped neatly past him and looked around. "Nice place you got here."

"What are you doing here?" asked Yamato with a yawn, scratching his head with one hand, while the other was still holding the door open.

"I thought you might have been sick, so I brought you hot soup." I said as cutely as I could in a tone of voice a pitch higher than my usual one. I presented him with the nicely decorated silver thermos.

"That wasn't necessary, I'm not sick." He plainly stated, still holding the door open. Does he want me to go or something? Oh, no no… you don't invite a lady into your house and then want her to leave right after! Yamato needs someone to teach him some manners and gentleman-like conduct! Oh who better to do it than moi?

I placed the thermos down on a counter next to a vase of flowers. "Well, how was I supposed to know that? Aren't you going to show me around?" I looked at him expectantly.

He blinked, and then sighed, finally shutting his door. "Uh, sure I guess…"

I walked into the next room to see the mess in the living room where he'd hurriedly left to answer the door. Photos were strewn all across the coffee table.

"Would you like a drink?" He asked from behind me.

Oh, so he is a gentleman after all! I am thirsty too, after that confrontation with Naoko dehydrated me. "I'll have a grande sized caramel macchiato, with skimmed milk, oh, even better, steamed milk, with not so much caramel, and lots of whipped cream! Oh, and please stir it well for me, I don't like it when I stir it myself. Thanks!"

Yamato's eyes twitched, "…I'll go have a look."

As he went to check, I moved closer to the coffee table to get a close look at what he was doing. I zoomed in on the photos scattered about, and I can see that they were of of Yamato and some girl that looked quite familiar. Maybe it's his sister.

"What are you doing?" I leapt and turned to see Yamato with two mugs in both hands. "I didn't have… whatever it was that you wanted, so you'll have to settle for instant coffee."

I accepted the mug and placed it to the side. "I was just looking… Is she your girlfriend?" I asked, pointing to a picture of Yamato and a girl smiling to the camera on a park bench. So, he DID have a girlfriend…

"Yes. She was my girlfriend." He replied, sipping on his own mug of coffee.

"Was? What happened?" I asked immediately, a bit too excitedly.

He just shrugged. "Broke up."

"Oh." I said, but secretly was going, 'Yaay!'. I took a closer look at the photos and noticed a remarkable resemblance the girl had with... with… my older sister!

"Hey, you know who she reminds me of? Sora."

"Sora?" he queried, leaning slightly forward, closer to the photo. Scrutinizing it.

"Yeah, my sister Sora. You remember seeing her once right?"

"Yeah, I guess." He sipped his coffee again.

"Wow, the similarity is astonishing." And it was! Gosh, that girl looked more blood related to Sora than I will ever be! Maybe… maybe I was switched at birth! But that would mean I wouldn't have the Takenouchi name and all the things that came along with it… like the inheritance… so… I'll refrain from defying my family.

"Really..." he said faintly.

Enough of Sora, back to my objective. "Anyway, I came here for another purpose."

Yamato looked up from the photo to me. "You did?"

Oh, he's so cute when he acts oblivious, I mean, who would forget a date with me? "Yes, you promised to help me study… Remember?"

"I did?"

"Yes, you did. The other day. Anyway, I'm having lots of trouble and I believe you're the first friend I've made… so please tutor me?"

"I don't know."

I pouted and clasped my hands together, and stared at him with puppy-dog eyes. "Pretty please?"

He stared at me for a few seconds, leaning back while I leaned forward. "…Well… I guess."

"Great! I'll give you my address and you can come over at around 7pm tonight, ok?"

He gawked at me. "Tonight? As in, today?"

I reached for a pen that lay on the table and flipped the particular photo we were looking at around, and scribbled down my address. "No time like the present! Here you go." I said, handing him the photo.

I stood up, left the living room and opened the door myself.

"Thanks for stopping by." Yamato said as he appeared beside me.

"No problem!" I said with a huge smile plastered on my face as I stepped out of his front door. "Remember, be on time! I take my studies very seriously." At this he grinned.

I can't even begin to imagine what his smile did to me! It made my heart melt like the finest Belgium chocolate, made my stomach feel like I'd swallowed a million butterflies and they were fluttering around uncontrollably as if it was mating season or something. Think explosions, volcanoes, fireworks...!

Then… he shut the door.

I sighed. "Well, all good things must come to an end sometime." I smiled. "But all the great things are only just beginning."

I skipped happily towards my car. "Enjoy the single life while you can Yamato! 'Coz now I'm here to and there's nothing like getting over an old girlfriend than with a new, dazzlingly beautiful one!"

I drove away whistling.

Sora

I sat on the toilet seat with its cover down in the washroom and stared at myself in the mirror which was right in front of me. Funny, my face didn't look like a happy face at all.

I let out a long exasperated sigh.

Tonight I have a date.

With Taichi.

I've decided that I really like Taichi… I should be excited.

- You should be leaping around your room doing cartwheels is what you should be doing. -

I have also decided to ignore that voice inside my head.

- Please, you know you can't escape. I'm a part of you -

-I'm sorry, did I hear something? Couldn't have because I'm not crazy -

- Meany, meany, meany! -

- Shut up, shut up, shut up! -

- Ha ha. I thought you were going to ignore me? -

I wonder what my sister is doing. She seemed awfully happy this afternoon.

- Maybe she has a date too? -

- With who? I haven't heard her mention anything. -

- Of course you wouldn't, 'coz you've been too busy thinking about your own problems. -

- Be quiet. -

"Hey, Mimi…" I left the bathroom and walked into her cluttered room where she was frantically going through her wardrobe, throwing articles of clothing this way and that. I barely dodged knee length platform boots. Gosh, every time I go into her room I'm walking into a death trap, it's basically suicidal.

"What are you doing?" I asked, standing at a spot where her line of fire could not reach.

She sat up and noticed me for the first time I came in. "Oh, Sora, you're here! I need your opinion."

"You do?" My eyes widened. That's a first.

"Yes, I need something conservative to wear, scholarly, something that screams 'I'm practical and bookish'…" She looked me up and down. God, I hate it when she does that. "Something you would wear."

My face fell to an unenthusiastic one. "Was that a compliment or an insult? Or an insulting compliment?"

Mimi turned back to her closet. "Please Sora, I have no time for your warped sense of humour right now. He's cominng any minute now and I'm not even dressed!"

Oh, so she does have a date. "Who's coming?"

"I think I'll wear the striped top. That's casual. Yes, I think he goes for casual. Casual it is. Now… where did I put it?" She mumbled to herself, totally ignoring me.

"Who's coming?" I asked again, in a louder voice.

"Oh, Yamato." She responded.

- Yamato? Yamato! Tell me I didn't hear that correctly? -

- You did. She definitely said Yamato. -

- Maybe it's a different Yamato. The Yamato I know isn't even in her grade, let alone in any of her classes. How could she have met him? Impossible. -

"Oh, Sora, Yamato is amazing!" Mimi gushed while pressing one of her tops against her chest. "You should know him; he's in your classes I think."

- Yep, it's definitely the same Yamato. -

"You...have a date with this Yamato?"

"Well not really, tonight he offered to come over to help me study."

"Over here?"

"Yep"

"How come you didn't tell me?" And… why do I care so much right now?

"I don't know. Never came up! Aren't you suppose to be getting ready for Taichi to pick you up in 10 minutes?" she winked.

I dismissed the subject of the bushy haired boy, but right now… I need to get the facts straight. "Later. Tell be again, are you and Yamato dating?"

"Well, no, not technically dating yet. But I have a really good feeling about us!" She exclaimed happily.

I frowned. I felt like there was a ton of weights on my chest right now, except, I could still breath. "I see."

"You should go get ready for your date Sora. You wouldn't want to keep a hunk like Tai waiting now, would you?"

"No. No, I guess not. I'll see you."

"Bye!" She cheerfully sang out as I, for some strange reason, slammed her door shut.

I walked downstairs unhurriedly. Taichi should be here soon, but I couldn't get over the fact that…

- Yamato and Mimi? Somehow that didn't sound quite right. -

- Really? Then who do you think should be together? Yamato and you? -

- No, of course not! I just thought... -

- There's someone at the door. -

- It's probably Tai. -

But I was dead wrong. It was the last person I wanted to see at the moment, well, not the last, my dad would be the last… but… wait, why do I not want to see him?

"Oh, hi Yamato." I greeted.

"Hello." He replied back, only because it was courteous, but he still looked as uninviting and cold as usual. What could Mimi possibly see in him to make her trip and fall head over heels?

- Besides the fact that he's tall, dark and absolutely gorgeous? -

- He's not the usual type of guy Mimi falls for though. -

- Maybe she likes the mysterious side to him? -

"Well? Are you going to invite me in?"

I snapped out of my conscious thoughts. "Oh, of course. Come in…"

I showed him into the living room and offered Yamato a seat, and told him Mimi would be down in just a minute. I guess I should have just run back upstairs. But I didn't. I sat there in the most awkward silence I've ever experienced, fidgeting with my fingers while avoiding eye contact with him. Not that he would even look at me anyway; he seemed too interested looking at the carpeted floor.

I've had enough of this. I cleared my throat. "So, Yamato."

"Yes?" he responded immediately, which left me stumped at what else to say.

"Uh."

- No, no, don't blank out on me brain. Help me! -

- You could always talk about the weather. -

"So, Yamato." I said again.

"Yes, Sora?" He said. Was it me, or did it sound soft and…

"The weather today was... hot huh?"

"That's usually normal in Summer."

"Right, right…" Oh God, just shoot me now, no wait, just squash me with your giant thumb.

- Damn you, you made me look like an idiot! 'Why don't you talk about the weather'? See if I ever ask you again for help! -

- Hey, it's not my fault you're a bad conversationalist. -

"You're dressed up. Going out?" asked Yamato. I guess he wanted to take a stab at small talk. I looked at him, and he was staring at me, but his eyes weren't cold or icy at it, it seems as though they defrosted.

I relaxed slightly. "No, not really. Just to a movie with a friend."

- Liar. -

"That's nice." Did I imagine it, or is he smiling slightly?

- He's so good looking, and look how the lamp light hits his face just right, it makes him look almost golden… -

- Stop that Sora, you're freaking me out! Keep doing that and they'll lock you up and throw away the key. Think Tai! TAI! -

"Sora?"

"Yes, Yamato?" I responded dazedly, I can look at him for eons.

"Someones knocking at the door."

I sprung straight to my feet. "Oh, it must be Taichi."

"Taichi?" Yamato repeated the name as if it was the first time he heard it, and he seems like he didn't like it either.

"Um, yeah." Did I say something wrong? Yamato's face looks as if he swallowed a rotten egg.

"You and Taichi have a date?"

"No, nonono… We're just friends."

"Hey Sora," Mimi's voice sang from atop of the stairs, "aren't you going to answer the door? Your hunky boyfriend isn't going to wait forever you know.".

Dammit Mimi! Are you trying to ruin my life on purpose? Wait… what am I talking about? I looked at Yamato, knowing he heard what Mimi said. He stared at me fixedly, not with the hard cold gaze I was introduced with.

"Excuse me." I said and headed towards the door, leaving Yamato alone in the living room, and opened the door.

"Hi, Tai." I forced a smile.

"Hey Sora. You look great. Shall we go?" He grabbed my by the waist and started to drag me outside.

"Uh, yeah, I guess." I looked behind me to see Yamato with the most charming smile saying hello to Mimi who was primed beautifully for him. They looked like ideal couple. My heart sank lower, as another ton was added to the load on top of it.

"Bye Sora." waved Mimi as she followed Yamato into the living room, but my eyes were fixed on Yamato who ignored me, leaving me with an unknown feeling inside. He finally disappeared from my sight when Taichi closed the door and showed me to his car.