Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or its characters. I do however own the plot.

Chapter 2

Mimi attempted to smile at the secretary but decided it wasn't worth it. She just wanted to go home. She shoved the papers in her bag, the ones saying her transcripts have been sent to her new school and she should be ready to start once they get settled. Like that's going to happen she scoffed as she pulled her jacket tighter against herself. Japan used to be her home but not anymore so she doubted she would ever get settled there anytime soon. It had been two weeks since her father decided that it would be a good idea to move back and they are almost all packed up. Mimi just had to make sure everything was set up for her to start at her new school.

She frowned as the whispering of her fellow students picked up as she walked toward her locker. Apparently when miss popular turned into a recluse everyone thought it was there business to discuss it. She doesn't understand how people she used to call her friends could be so inconsiderate.

'I get that her mom died and all but seriously don't you think she's acting a little dramatic? She isn't helping herself by wallowing.'

'I heard her father is sending her to some school for depressed teens.'

It was stupid comments like that that made her almost glad she was leaving. She took a huge breath of air once she made it outside glad to be rid of all the murmurings. Before she could take another step she felt someone tapping on her shoulder and turned to see that it was Michael.

"Mimi I'm so glad I caught you before you left." Mimi smiled at him glad that she saw him too. He had been there for her ever since she found out her mom had cancer. And when her mom made her promise to continue cheerleading he was the one who recorded her at every game so her mom could watch it in her hospital room. He continued to stick by her even when she tried to push him away. "I just wanted to give you this." He handed her a cd and pulled her into a quick hug. "If you ever need anything don't hesitate to call or email."

"Thanks Michael," she whispered as she slowly pulled away. She slipped the cd into her bag and turned back to her car, feeling Michael's eyes watching her. Glancing in her rearview mirror she saw Michael still standing there waving at her. She watched him until he became just a speck.

"That's great, thanks Tom," Keisuke replied before shutting his phone. He finally had everything arranged with how he was going to continue overseeing his company from Japan. Over the course of many days he was able to convince the board that he could continue working through video conferences and emails. And once a month he'd fly back here for a few days to make sure everything was on track. His CEO, Tom would be sure to inform him of everything going on. Everything seemed to be falling into place nicely, except for the fact that Mimi was still not entirely happy about leaving.

He looked around at the now empty house, it had taken a while but they were finally finished packing and they were going to leave today at 11:00am. Keisuke had sent their stuff earlier in the week so it would all be there when they arrived. He grabbed his suitcase and brought it out to the car just in time to see Mimi pulling up into the driveway.

"I finished loading up the car. Are you almost ready to go?"

"Yeah, I have the papers here. So…when are we going to leave for the airport?"

"I was thinking we could go eat and by the time we finish it should be close to when we need to leave"

"Ok, I'm just going to make sure I grabbed everything." Mimi made her way inside pausing to take it all in. She was going to miss this house, even though not all the memories here were good. She went up the stairs and into her bedroom. Her dad didn't know it but the window seat had a hidden compartment that she had found when they first moved here.

Inside held all her treasures she had collected over the years. She pulled out the box smiling as she remembered all the things she had put in it. There was a ticket stub from her first date, a photo of the digidestined, the first roll of film from when she started yearbook, and just a whole bunch of other things that meant so much to her. The newest item to the collection was her mother's amethyst ring. She didn't feel right wearing it so she put it in the box the day her father gave it to her.

"Mimi, you ready?" Keisuke called from downstairs.

"Yeah, I'm coming" she closed the lid and stood up. Mimi paused when she reached the door. Her fingers touched it's side where her mother had measured her height over the years.

The last line was marked age 15, Mimi traced over her mother's handwriting noting that she had grown a half inch last year. They didn't have a chance to do it this year, because her mom was in the hospital. She turned around grabbing a pencil from her bag ready to record her new height; it wouldn't feel right if she left before recording it. Mimi quickly drew a line over her head. Then scribbled age 16 and smiled triumphantly when she saw she had grown another half inch.

She closed the door softly, glad that she would always be a part of this house. Downstairs she saw her dad already waiting for her.

"You ready?"

"Yeah"

"What's that? I was sure I grabbed everything from your room?"

"It's nothing," and before he could question her further she slipped it into her bag. Once in the garage Mimi went to sit in the car while her dad called to check when they were going to pick up Mimi's car. It was supposed to be sent along with everything else earlier but Mimi needed to run some last minute errands so it was going to be sent later on today after they left.

Unlike her father Mimi wasn't able to sleep in front of others, especially on a plane. Something about it just freaked her out. Besides sometimes she was prone to talk in her sleep and that wasn't something she wanted broadcasted. She grabbed her laptop deciding to just surf the web until she remembered Michael's cd.

Mimi took it from her purse and popped it in the computer. It surprised her that it was actually a video instead of a cd. It didn't take long for it to load and when it finished a picture of Mimi and her mom filled the screen. Curiosity got the better of her and she pushed play wondering exactly what the video contained.

She smiled as a picture of her mom holding her as a newborn came up and the song The Best Day by Taylor Swift started playing in the background. When the song first came out it reminded Mimi of her relationship with her mom and from then on it became their song. The next picture was one of her mom holding her in front of her first birthday cake. Mimi had cake all over her face and Satoe was smiling widely at her.

Mimi started tearing up as more pictures keep coming onto the screen, some when they were on vacation, on birthdays, and just random pictures. She laughed when the 'little brother' part of the song came on because Michael put pictures of her and T.K. She had always thought of him as the little brother she never had. Even when she gradually lost contact with the other digidestined, she and T.K. remained close. As the song came to an end recent pictures of her and her mom appeared, most of them taken in the hospital. The last picture was of her mom holding her as they slept on the hospital bed. Mimi smiled sadly lost in the memories of her and her mom. Her thoughts got interrupted though when she heard her mom's voice.

"Hi sweetie, it's me, mom. I just wanted to leave you with a little something to remember me by. If you ever feel sad just watch this video and remember all the good times we've shared. I just want you to know how proud I am of the beautiful young woman you've become. You're no longer the little girl who used to dress up as a princess every chance you got. You have made my life so wonderful, I wouldn't change a thing. Please don't be sad, there's no reason for you to be. I'll always be with you.

I'll be there when you graduate from high school, when you find your soul mate and when you graduate from college. On your wedding day I'll be right by your side as you walk down the aisle. And I'll be there when you have your babies. This isn't goodbye honey, I'll forever watch over you.

Take care of you father Mimi. Always treat him kindly and with respect because he only wants to do what's best for you. I love you so much Mimi, don't ever forget that."

With that the screen faded to black indicating the video was over. Mimi ejected the disc and put it back in its case so it wouldn't get messed up. She opened up her email and sent Michael a message thanking him for the video. She really did love it; it was the best thing anyone could have given her. She relaxed in the seat, thoughts of her mother filled her head and before she could lose her inspiration she grabbed some paper and set to work on trying to draw her mother's portrait.