CHAPTER III

She's in wiki?

Hello everybody! I'm back again! Sorry for the delay! University is killing my time (and neurons) so I had to go on a hiatus for a while in this is story. I actually had no clue on how to write this... but suddenly, I remembered that the easiest way to write something, is by using first person so...

here it is

It's not as emotional as the previous one, but... it's chapter 3! after almost a month! XD

Anyway, thanks to all my readers and reviewers especially lunahope78 who reminded me I had to update! Haha.

Enjoy!

Matt's POV

Everything in the room was frozen. Time had stopped and everyone was still and quiet.

My eyes… my eyes were fixed on the pieces lying right in front of my feet. Those eight pieces that tore my heart apart…

I still couldn't believe it… How can there be so much hate in someone's heart so as to do this...

Now I wonder why... why did she do it ... just why… was it an impulse? … was it jealousy? … or was it revenge?

I clearly didn't know the answer… but there's one thing I know for sure…

I have to fix it… not things with her, but the picture… I have to a find a way to get all the pieces back together without any glue-line noticing in between…

And it's going to be tough… especially after knowing that the only possession I have from them is at risk…

Slowly, I leant forward and gently picked the pieces up. The paper felt so cold… so lifeless… so dull… that it almost made me cry…

It was torn… completely torn… the feelings behind the picture were all gone… their smiles no longer seemed happy… and me… I was slowly falling into a pit of despair…

I snapped back to reality when Tk called out my name. For a second I looked back at him and realised he wasn't alone… I had completely forgotten that my family and friends were here to celebrate my happiest birthday ever…

"I'm… it's… ok… please leave…" was all I could manage to say. Emotions were still on me… I tried not to be rude but they didn't take it too well…

"Matt, honey, what's wrong?" asked my mother concerned. She was perhaps the last person with whom I'd share the precious information about my daughters… after all, she wanted Mimi to get away from me… without letting me know that she was pregnant...

"Nothing… I just… I need to be alone…" I whispered while placing the pieces on the table. "I have to think… I… I'm sorry but I don't feel like celebrating…now…after all what happened…"

"Matt…" said Sora rubbing my back with her hand, "Tai and I are leaving… but if you need anything… don't hesitate to call."

I smiled slightly at her kindness while Tai punched me on the shoulder... "You've seen better days Ishida" he said before waving his hand and exiting through the main door.

My dad didn't say a word and quietly moved to the door. He must've sensed there was something wrong but didn't ask… probably because he knew I wouldn't go spilling my problems to the world...

"We'll talk later, son" he said and opened the door to leave.

"Wait!" yelled my mother…

"Great" I thought sarcastically… my mother's yells were the last thing I needed right now…

"Hiroaki Ishida! We can't leave Yamato alone! Look at him! He's all wet and his face… oh god… you… you didn't go to a funeral, did you?" she asked while my dad tried to pull her away.

"No" I answered plainly and turned my back to her… she could be pretty annoying sometimes…

"Fine Yamato, do as you wish… Are you coming?" she asked the man standing behind me.

"No mom" he answered and moved to close the door behind them…quietly.

Mom usually slammed the door hard when annoyed… and I swear to God I was fed up with the world around me… I just wanted to think… think in my girls… my four girls and the picture. I still couldn't suffer all my grief properly… maybe half of it was already out… but my heart was still clenched inside…

"Aren't you leaving?" I asked Tk rather harshly, but he didn't answer. Instead, he sat on the couch and crossed his legs as if waiting for an explanation.

"Kari's sick with the flu and I don't have anything to do… I'll just sit here 'till you feel like…" he paused for a moment thinking of the right words to say… "'till you feel like talking about what the hell is wrong with you…"

I didn't say anything but picked my eight pieces carefully. I needed to go through this alone… I had to analyze… analyze the recent events and come to a conclusion… if possible, an answer to the situation…

Making my way to the main room, I placed the eight pieces on my desk and decided to change into dry clothes. It was getting really damn cold.

After I slipped into my pyjamas, I sat on the chair and studied the pieces carefully. The cuts were so irregular that there wasn't a possible way for me to fix it…

It was depressing… nothing had gone right today. Clients were unsatisfied, Yumi got the wrong papers signed, I'm halfway catching a cold and… this… Mimi's birthday surprise…

I sighed heavily as my body leaned back on the chair. It was too much too take. For a moment, I felt the whole weight of the world on my shoulders…

"Tk" I thought… while the immediate urge to vent on someone, disappeared. Getting things out could probably help me… or at least, it wouldn't make me feel so miserable…
I walked back to the living room and sat opposite him. He just gave me a look but didn't say anything.

Well… "the look" actually meant "ok, spill it" so… I just tried to put my thoughts in order to get a coherent sentence out…

"Today I… I got a package from Mimi" I started, "at first, I didn't know it was hers but then, when I opened it... I… it was horrible…"

"What?... what did she say?"

"It was my birthday present… three drawings that cut my heart… and a photo that tore my bleeding heart apart…"

"Drawings?"

"Yeah… drawings… pictures those three little girls drew…"

"... and… the photo was the paper that Rina-"

"Yes, it was the photo… the photo was the one who paid for Rina's anger… the photo of my girls… of my daughters…"

"Wait… didn't she… didn't she make herself an abortion?"

"Abortion?" I asked; my heart beating faster. "How? … When?"

"They said the reason behind her "moving back" to America, was the abortion…"

"No… I… I don't think so. She wouldn't do that… No… if she'd wanted to abort, she wouldn't have adopted Marie in the first place…" I answered not wanting to believe what he was saying. Those two girls looked too much like Mimi and me… a perfect mixture… a perfect balance between us both. But then… if it was true… she could've adopted those two girls to make them seem like our… daughters… but then… there wouldn't be a point, would it?

I… this whole situation is too heavy for me to handle… What would happen if my fears were true? … She could've done an abortion and then adopt those two girls to… to… I don't know… but there's something against me… mostly everyone there is blond with blue or green eyes…

It's something that I don't want think… at least not now…

"Well, I thought that too but I don't know now…"

"Who told you that?"

"No-nobody"

"Who?" I asked flatly

"Mom…" he whispered looking aside.

"Damn it" I cursed from under my breath. Mom was trying to brainwash everybody about Mimi… How she didn't succeed on me, she's probably trying to put people against her… Maybe everything was a lie… A lie to keep me away from her…

"Tk, I know they are my daughters… I can feel it… I know they are alive… and I know they're waiting for me…" I said with a little hope enveloping my heart.

"I really don't think Mimi made herself an abortion… she loved Marie way too much… and I know how much she loved you… so… it's hard to believe that she killed what you both made…even though she had the "good" luck of getting two for the price of one…"

"Yeah… she wouldn't do it…"

"So… that's why you were… crying?" he asked

Was there a point in denying to your brother that you had cried your heart out on your way home? … definitely not… so I just nodded. "It was emotionally… stronger than I and now… I have to find them… I need to find them… I need to find Mimi…"

"And…where exactly?"

"I don't know… somewhere over the States…"

"Matt, you know that America is HUGE and she could be anywhere, anywhere! Maybe in Hawaii or even Alaska!"

"Geez! Thanks for giving me that much hope!" I replied sarcastically

"Matt, it's not that. You don't know anything about her whereabouts in America and…you haven't heard from her in what? Five years?"

"…seven"

"Maybe, for preventing herself from being found, she could've changed her name!"

"Come on! Don't be overdramatic! I have a clue on where we can start"

"We?"

"Yes, we have a clue, but first… Do you know where I can send the picture for reparation?"

"You mean… stuck together with no traces of the "accident"?"

"Exactly"

"Kodak maybe… or any photo shop"

"Right… I'll go first thing in the morning and buy a frame for the drawing too"

"Ok then, what do you have about Mimi?"

"In the envelope, where the picture and photo came, there was a logo print on the outside reading "Mae's"… Maybe Yahoo or Google could help us if they had a "people finder"…"

"Ok" he answered while rubbing his hands, "I know where to start. Bring me your PC..."

No POV

"So… do we have something?" asked Matt

"In Google we have 732 000 results on "Mae's" and in yahoo… 836 000 results…"

"Shit!"

"Wait… let me see…"

"And if you type "Mae's + Mimi Tachiwaka"?"

"Yeah… I was thinking about that too… Here… 233 results"

Matt took the laptop from Tk and placed it over his lap. "I know how we can get to one result" he said as he added a "+ Marie" on the previous search.

"Why didn't you search for them before? … Why did you wait till now to look for them?"

"I don't know… I was blind and stupid enough to believe I didn't need them, but now… Oh, look! A matching result!"

"What does it say?"

Matt clicked on the blue link and was immediately directed to...

"Wikipedia? ...What's Mimi doing in Wikipedia?"

"You think I know? …just read what it says"

"Ok. "Former… blah, blah, blah… Mimi Tachikawa, 25, has been one of the biggest revelations in last year's "Business and Organization Prizes" held in New York by the end of September. Her local "cake store" as she calls it, has grown increasingly rapid due to the cheap prices and the exquisite flavours. Recent estimations position her as the number 41 wealthiest woman in her state."

"Mimi's… rich and famous?"

"I… I don't know Tk… but it seems so…" he answered still shocked by the information just read.

"Give it to me, I'll continue reading." Matt handed him the notebook and laid back on the couch. "Mae's was born two years ago after her daughter's initials were put together…"

"Marie, Ami and Eika… makes Mae..."

"… though at first, it was called "3-Mae" supposedly because they were the most important letters in her life. A local newspaper asked her about this and she answered by saying: "I first thought of putting my name, Marie's, Eika's and Ami's on it, but then decided to leave it as "Mae's" … "Sorry but I can't give you further info on the third M…""

"Could it be m… for Matt… for me?"

"Maybe… who knows…I'll continue reading… "Mae's popularity has grown over the last two years, making it the most crowded place in early morning hours… A recent restaurant area was opened in June, being the "tutti frutti multi coloured breakfast" and "bear cookies", two of its main attractions. For further information, please visit: "triple w dot mimimaes dot com"... do I click on it?"

"No… I'll look at it afterwards… now, I have a call to make"

"Who are you calling?"

"Just wait and see" he answered with a smile and got on his feet. As he picked the phone up, a four digit number was dialled.

"Good night, this is Yoko speaking. In what may I help you?"

"Oh, hi miss… I need to find Mimi Tachikawa's house telephone number…"

"Do you have any additional information about her?"

"She lives in the USA... New York probably and has a store named Mae's…"

"Ok, hold in line." Matt waited for a couple of minutes until the girl's voice was heard again. "Here it is" she said as he wrote every number carefully on a notepad.

"Thank you" he said before cutting to dial Mimi's number. Slowly and carefully, he pressed every button and then waited… waited to hear her voice on the other side.

After some seconds, he heard a little girl's voice.

"Tachi…Tachika… oh whatever! … Hello?"

"Hi…" he whispered still not believing that one of his daughters was talking to him.

"Mmm… uh…hi... you wanna talk with mommy?"

"…Yes, but first… I want to talk to you… What's your name?"

"Uh… oh… Eika… Mommy says I mustn't talk to strangers…"

"Eika…" He said and paused… he was finally letting those words out… those words he longed to say… "Eika, I'm no stranger... I'm your daddy…"

Oh, how was that?

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