Mimi followed Yamato into the corner café and took a seat across from him at one of the many tables. She set the little girl on her lap and looked at Yamato with nervous eyes.

"Won't people recognize you here?" She asked, somewhat harshly.

"Nah, this café is mostly full of elderly people. It's where I come to get away from everything." Yamato answered, staring at the little girl. "What's her name?"

"Mayumi." Mimi answered. Yamato gave a little smile. Back when they were fifteen, he had told Mimi that if he ever had a girl, he would want to name her Mayumi.

Mimi fidgeted and quickly grabbed a menu sitting on the table. Yamato took this moment to observe her new appearance. Gone was the long, wavy hair and flashy clothes and jewelry. She was hardly wearing any makeup, either.

"Why did you cut your hair?" he asked. Mimi shifted her eyes to meet his.

"It got in the way."

"Of what?"

"Of everything."

Yamato noticed that there was some dirt on Mimi's white shirt. "Where have you been living?" he asked.

"With a friend in Nagasaki." Mimi replied as a waiter came. They both ordered coffees.

"Who?"

"This guy I met at the hospital." Mimi answered. She saw something flash through Yamato's eyes.

"Did you even know him? Where did you live before you had to go to the hospital? Why didn't you even tell me you were pregnant?!" He said, angrily. Mimi winced.

"Gee. When the father of your baby screams at you for ruining their life, the last thing you wanna do is tell him he just became a seventeen year old father. And when he tells you to get out of his house it's even worse." She said back, just as mad.

Yamato sighed and turned his attention to the flowers placed on the table. "I'm sorry, Mimi."

Mimi gave a small smile. "It's fine."

"No, it's not." Yamato said back, "I'm such a-"

"How's it going with Haruka Sasagawa?" Mimi asked. This caught Yamato off guard.

"You-you know about that?"

Mimi chuckled, "Well, I do read magazines, you know."

Yamato had forgotten that Mimi was a crazed tabloid reader. "You-you don't still believe everything you read, do you?" he asked, cautiously.

"Like what? About how you got addicted to drugs and almost broke of the engagement with Haruka Sasagawa?"

"Yeah. You know that's not true, right?" Yamato said, "You know I would never get into that stuff."

Mimi laughed. "Don't worry, I watched you and Taichi act high without taking any drugs for years."

Yamato smiled, sheepishly.

"Isn't nineteen pretty young to get married?" Mimi continued, thanking the waiter as he brought them their coffee.

"Isn't nineteen pretty young to have a baby?" Yamato asked back.

"I was seventeen when I had the baby, and that wasn't my decision." She said, stirring her coffee with a small spoon. A strong feeling of guilt swarmed over Yamato as he gazed at Mayumi. Her radiant blue eyes were fixed on her toy. She had Yamato's eyes and hair for sure, but her face was entirely Mimi.

"What made you come back?" he asked her.

"Well…I realized I missed my family and friends, and I was tired of living like a dog." Mimi said, "I was so upset when I ran away that after I wrote the note to my parents…I just left without taking anything with me besides the twenty bucks I had in my wallet and some clothes. Which I later sold."

"You were gone for two years, Mimi." Yamato said, softly. Mimi nodded. "Where do you plan to live now?"

"Back with my parents, I suppose. Although they don't exactly know I had a baby, yet." She said. "I should actually start heading over there right now. How much do I owe for the coffee?"

"No, I'll pay for the coffee." Yamato said, placing a ten dollar bill on the table.

"I forgot you're rich now." Mimi said, harshly. "I don't need your charity, though."

"Trust me; I owe you much more than coffee." Yamato said, "I'm taking you home."

"No, it's fine-"

"I'm taking you home." Yamato said, sternly. Mimi sighed, picked up Mayumi and walked out of the café and into Yamato's car.

"Wow…somebody splurged on a car." Mimi said, touching the leather seats.

"Haruka gave it to me for a Christmas present last year." Yamato said, quietly. Mimi huffed.

"That beats the watch I bought you for your birthday." She said.

The entire ten minutes it took to get to Mimi's house was almost completely silent, save the small noises that Mayumi was making. Mimi sighed when Yamato pulled into her driveway.

"Well, here goes nothing." She murmured, opening the car door.

"Wait!" Yamato said. Mimi turned to look at him. "Maybe…maybe I should go in there with you. You know, since she's mine, as well."

"No, I think it would be better if I told them on my own. It's likely they'll be pretty angry at me."

Yamato grabbed a receipt from the glove compartment in his car. He scribbled something on it and handed it to Mimi. "That's my address. If you need something-anything- just go there, okay? My number is on there, too."

Mimi took the piece of paper and smiled at him. "Thank you."

Yamato nodded and watched as she rang the doorbell. She waved at him, signaling for him to leave. Yamato looked back at Mimi and Mayumi one last time before driving back to his own home; many thoughts running through his head.

Pretty fast update, I know. I hope this is going okay. I know this chapter was mostly just them talking, and it my still seem like there are plot holes or confusion, but I'll clear it up, I promise!