A.N. I have to start with the deepest apologies. There is no excuse for not updating my story. I could blame it on a lot of things, but I won't. I became one of those authors that on here that abandon their stories; something I promised myself I would never be. Nothing is more annoying than an incomplete story. With that being said, I promise I will complete this story hopefully by the end of the year to give all you readers some closure. Now I've rushed this one quite a bit, so there isn't as much content as I would have hoped but I needed to get something out to get my writing mojo working again. I've also gone through all the previous chapters and have made some corrections but if you happen to notice any that I missed, please PM me so I can fix them. Now with the obligatory disclaimers… I do not own Digimon or any companies the show is associated with… I wish I did though. I'm only using characters from the first season… no Daisuke, Miyako, etc. Michael however is an exception but only in chapter one. WARNING: lemon to occur! It's rated M for a reason!

Chapter 8: The Finishing Touches

Koushiro made his way down to Takeru's room, where all the men were getting ready for the ceremony. Yamato and Sora had opted for a smaller wedding party and were just having Hikari and Takeru stand up with them at the altar. But since all the girls were getting ready together, the men thought they should too. "Dude, pink? Really?" Taichi pointed out Koushiro's shirt choice.

"Only men completely comfortable with their sexuality can pull off wearing pink." Koushiro countered. The rest of the group chuckled. "So I take it things went well with Mimi last night?" Jyuo teased.

"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell." Koushiro retorted.

"But there is something to talk about?" Yamato pried.

"Nothing happened last night." Koushiro confirmed. Not technically a lie, he thought. "We both had way too much to drink and passed out immediately. And then slept in so late that Mimi pretty much bolted out the door to meet the other girls to get ready." Again, not a total lie.

"I told you she was frigid." Taichi scoffed. It took every fiber of Koushiro's being to bite his tongue and not tear Taichi a new one. Instead, he focused on his memories of his morning with Mimi. How peaceful she looked when she slept. The way she stared hungrily at his naked body. Tumbling with her in the sheets. How he wished that they had more time this morning to properly give into their desires. His cock twitched as he thought of how she felt against him. "So Yamato, getting nervous yet?" Koushiro said, changing the subject.

"I'd have to be crazy to say no," Yamato chuckled, "this is the biggest moment of my life. I should be nervous. But I wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world right now." With that Yamato finished tying his bow tie and straightening his suit. "So, I look good right?" Yamato said, striking a classic rockstar pose. All the guys burst out laughing. "Yeah brother, you look like you're about to be the happiest guy on Earth." Takeru grinned. Jyuo let out a huge yawn. "Jeez Jyuo, are we keeping you up?" Koushiro laughed.

"Sorry, I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night. Some drunk idiot was banging on door early this morning and woke me up." Jyuo gave Yamato a dirty look. I wonder what that is all about, Koushiro thought. "Anyways guys, we should probably head down to the patio and get ready for the ceremony." Takeru urged the guys out the door of his suite. Yamato let out a whoop and started racing the other boys down the hall. Takeru and Taichi weren't far behind him. Jyuo and Koushiro laughed at the more athletic boys of their group and slowly sauntered behind them. "So Koushiro, are you glad you were able to make it to the wedding?" Jyuo asked.

"Very much so, I really need to stop letting my job run my schedule. You know, do more things for me." Koushiro admitted.

"So why don't you? It seems like you have work a lot of hours for just working at a computer company." Koushiro could sense that Jyou was fishing for something.

"Well when you're the best, you're wanted by many." How long can I skirt around the truth, Koushiro thought.

"I guess that's true," Jyou laughed, "you know you can tell me anything right?" he said more seriously.

"I know that Jyou. Trust me, when I have something to tell you will be the first to know." Koushiro said honestly. If he could really open up to anyone, it would be Jyou. Though there is a bit of an age gap between the two, they were always really close as kids. Whenever the other boys were rough housing or playing sports, the two of them would rather sit in the shade and discuss academic topics. The elevator opened up and the guys stepped into it and Jyuo pushed the lobby button. "Well I'll be here for you when you're ready."

"Earth to Mimi… are you there?" Hikari said, waving her hand in front of her friend's face.

"Sorry Hikari, I must not have had a great sleep last night." Mimi apologized.

"Mimi, you didn't?!" Sora exclaimed.

"Did you get it on with Koushiro?!" Hikari added. Mimi had a split second to decide whether or not she wanted to spill her guts to her friends about everything that has happened between her and the red-headed male sharing her her hotel room. Dare she? Could they help her try and figure out what it could all mean? Would she be able to tell the story without giving away Koushiro's secret? To hell with it… "Not exactly…" Mimi started.

"WHAT?!" Hikari and Sora said in both shock and amazement.

"Okay you guys have to promise not to say anything until I'm done explaining?"

"Of course." Sora and Hikari said at the same time. Mimi then proceeded to tell the girls everything that had happened between the two of them since they had landed in New York. How much of a gentleman he has been to her, the steamy make out sessions, and finally to her bolting in the middle of some heavy petting this morning. "Am I the worst person ever?" Mimi asked, "who runs out the door mid make out without even so much as an answer?" The other two girls were silent, sensing she was just starting to rant and wanting to give her the time to get it all out. "I just don't know what to do. He's always been just a friend, and now..." Mimi slumped in her seat, giving up. Sora got up, walked over to Mimi, and wrapped her arms around her in a giant hug, "Oh, honey." Hikari walked over to the other side of Mimi, and joined the hug. "I think I like him. There's just something about him that's woken some deeper, primal part of me. He's like a drug; I can't seem to get enough of him. I know we've only had a few moments together but I can't get it out of my head," Mimi stated.

"It sounds like you need to talk to him." Hikari said.

"I could but I doubt it would do much. After this weekend is over we're both off to our separate lives. And I doubt his job allows for much personal time," Mimi sighed, "I'd rather just forget it happened at all and go back to being friends. It's so much less complicated."

"You can't mean that!" Sora exclaimed.

"Exactly! You'll regret it if you don't at least figure out what there is between you two. By the sounds of it, this isn't just a one sided thing." Hikari said. Mimi smiled at her two best friends. "You girls always know how to make me feel better." Mimi drew the girls in for a tight hug. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Mimi let go of her tight grip. "Now we all need to get our butts in gear or else we're going to be late for your wedding!" Hikari giggled.

"It's practically tradition for the bride to be a little late for her wedding." Sora said cheekily.

"Well, we best not fight tradition." Mimi grinned.