A few hours later Mimi awoke. Looking out the window, it wasn't even morning yet. Getting up she walked over to the door and somehow magically it opened when she turned the knob. She expected it to be locked. They must have forgotten to lock it. Mimi smiled and went back in grabbing her robe.

Limping down the hundreds of stairs she made her way out of the castle and into the gardens. The only light that illuminated her path was the stars and moon. Walking down the path she found herself at a pond that looked similar to the one she had at her castle. Sitting on the edge she noticed that there were pink water lilies floating around.

"Thinking of running away again?" asked a soothing voice from behind.

Looking at the water she saw his sweet reflection come in behind her. Turning away from him clearly still angry. "No I wasn't. My door was unlocked."

"Really? I didn't know." he said.

"Anyway. What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I could ask you the same question." He said sitting down next to her. "How about we just forget about what happened earlier, forget about whom we are where we came from just for right now. So we can just talk. Get to know each other little better." Matt tried to reason.

Mimi sighed and faced him. "Fine. But what is there to know?"

"Well, for starters you can ask a question we both have to answer, then I go next and ask a question that we both have to answer. It just keeps going back and forth. Understand?"

"Of course I understand."

"Calm down. Remember; forgetting who we are? Right now we're just two ordinary people talking."

Mimi nodded her head. "You go first."

"Okay well what's your favorite color?"

"Pink."

"Hmm. Blue."

"Favorite animal."

"Frog."

"Frog!" Mimi laughed. Matt just shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

"Well mines a horse."

"Next question. Favorite past time."

"Singing." She said with a small blush.

"Ah yes. I heard you. You have a quite a lovely voice." He complemented. "Mine would have to be wrestling with Tai."

Mimi rolled her eyes. "Favorite time of year?"

"Winter."

"Winter! Why? It's so cold, and everything's dead."

Matt raised a brow. "I mean the flowers."

"I don't know I just do. Yours?"

"The Summer time."

"Well. What do you look for in a man?"

Mimi choked a little. "What kind of a question is that?"

"A question, now answer."

"Hmm well... Well he should be handsome of course, smart, brave, strong yet gentle at the same time. Loving and caring. Someone who will be faithful, and truthful. Someone I can rely on at all cost, I guess." She said kind of dozing out.

"Talk about Cheesy." He laughed. Mimi looked at him surprised. "What do you mean cheesy? Why don't you tell me what you look for in a girl? Go on now. Do tell. "

"Well she should make all her time about me. Wait on me hand and foot, treat me like a god and of course she must be beautiful." He said laughing.

"How selfish is that! You can't be serious!"

Matt shrugged once again.

"Anyway. Favorite flower." Mimi snickered.

"Nice question." He replied sarcastically, "Tree."

"That's not a flower." She smiled. "Mines a Water Lily or any other kind of Lily really…"

"Hmm," Was all he said.

"Biggest fear?"

"No brainer. Heights."

"Heights huh?" he asked with a smile. "It must have been real scary to climb down that castle wall."

"Hey! What happened to the whole forget who we are."

"Right, sorry. Got a little side tracked. My biggest fear would have to be fire."

"Is it to personal to ask why?"

"No I don't mind telling you. My mother, younger brother and I were all in church when Altearians forced us in, then barricaded the doors and windows. We were all trapped."

As he told his story he couldn't help but go into a little daze remembering that very day.

Flashback

(Bold is Matt himself telling the story. Italics is the flashback)

"I was only seven years old on that tragic night. It was Sunday morning and my mother had told us to get ready for church."

"Come on TK and Matt. It's time to go to church."

"But church is so boring." Whined TK.

"Come on now TK. It's good for you. Now let's be going. We don't want to be late." Their mother said soothingly.

"The only thing was, we should have been late."

Arriving at the church in a royal carriage, they walked in sitting in the very front row.

"I sat next to TK and we had a thumb war, just to kill time. I let him win every time."

The minister arrived, then making his speech. Ten minutes later all the people in the church then stood and began to sing from their books. Louder and louder they sang with cheer and pride.

"It was so long ago, that I can't even remember that song anymore."

"We were all interrupted when we heard loud banging coming from outside. When I looked to the door six Altearians were standing there."

"By order of the king we hear by sentience you to your deaths." Called one of the knights. "Such perfect timing too." He snickered eyeing the queen and her sons.

With that he walked out.

"All the people rushed at the door to escape but they had already barricaded the doors. A few of the men plied the seats off of the floor and tried to shatter the window. But no luck either."

Outside to knights were talking. "What way do you wish me to do it sir?"

"Hmm… burn it down." And with that the knight rode off with the sixteen others leaving that one knight alone to do his dirty work.

That one knight looked down at the torch in his hand, hesitating a bit. He had a soft spot for children and he knew there were children in there no more than ten to eleven years old. Even through they were Altearian they were still children.

Then again. Orders are orders. And with one last sympathetic look, he through the torch on the roof, and watched it spread quickly; then rode off.

"We all saw the smoke start to fill the church, and the flames through the windows. I've never been so scared in my life. My mother took TK and I into a corner and sat us down, arms around us."

"Mother! Mother! What's happening! I'm scared! Everyone's hurting my ears!" Cried TK.

"Everyone was screaming like mad. Scratching at the door and walls. Some were lying on the floor sobbing. Families all huddled together crying, trying to sooth each other."

"Hush TK. It's okay. Your father with save us. I know he will. Don't be afraid. I'm here with you." She tried to sooth the bawling TK.

"I looked up at her to see tears streaming down her face. She just kept looked at the door waiting for my father to come I suppose. As I watched her I suddenly felt a tear trail down my cheek also."

"Mother don't cry. Father is coming." I said trying to smile.

She looked down at me, and put on her best smile she could muster. "I know Matt. I know."

"She hugged me after she said that. Then hugged us both, before covering our faces with the sleeves of her dress. The smoke was getting thicker, the flames wilder."

Peeking over her sleeve, I saw the roof was starting to cave in on top of some of the people. Their pleas and cries raged from under the flaming wood; then grew silent in the certain area.

"Whatever happens. I just want you both to know that I love you very much." She said silently, while crying.

"I looked up to see parts of the roof falling down our way."

"Mother look!" I screamed.

She looked up just in time to pull us out of the way with her.

"We held her hands tightly; I looked at both my mother and TK who was in his arms. TK had already lost coconscious from all the smoke."

"Mother is TK alright?" I coughed.

"Yamato get on your hands and knees." She commanded.

Just as they were about to do so, a man on fire ran between them splitting them apart. The smoke was too thick to see a thing anywhere.

"I could hear her calling me, but I couldn't find her. I looked to the side of the church to see an opening that had been burnt down, but the flames were blocking the exit."

"Mother? Mother? Mother where are you? TK?" I pleaded.

"When I couldn't find them, I fell to the floor, dizzy and sick to the stomach. I could still hear people screaming for help."

Crawling over to the wall, I sat against it and curled up into a ball, crying for my mother, and brother, and the others as well.

"The pain in my heart was so heavy that I didn't even realize that my back had caught of fire, until my father rode through the opening on his horse and yell to me that I was on fire. The pain on my back started to register."

"Yamato! You're on fire!" my father screamed at me.

"Father?" I coughed out.

He swooped down and yanked me on the horse with him and rode back out. I then starting screaming in pain from the growing flames. My father had also caught on fire.

"Hold on son!" Jumping off his horse he ran carrying Matt, then literally jumped into the lake putting out the fire.

"I remember the pain on my back had suddenly decreased as the water reached my body.

Weeks passed and I soon became better physically. But emotionally, that was another story. For some reason I had never really accepted the deaths of everyone in the church. The deaths of my mother and TK. It was like a wave of water had rushed at me and was trying to pulling under when my father told me I would never see TK and mother again.

End of Flashback

"And well… I stayed in my room for months. And… so that's why I'm afraid of fire."

"That's awful… Matt I'm so sorry."

"Nah. It's okay. I moved on now."

Mimi had slight tears in her eyes. That story was just so sad. It broke her heart to hear it, but too see all the different expressions come across his face while he talked. Anger, fear, regret, and remorse.

"Matt… I—"

"No need to talk about it anymore." He said cutting her off.

"Yes of course…"

There was then an awkward silence between the two now. Mimi fidgeted with her hands while Matt gazed up at the black sky. This went on for a few more ''long'' minutes.

"So. Matt. What's your favorite food?" Mimi asked.

"Oh I don't know. Probably corn…"

Smiling "Mines strawberries."

They talked for the rest of the night not realizing that the sunrise had begun to come up. Noticing the growing light, they looked to the sun.

"It's beautiful…" Mimi said breathlessly.

"Yes. It's beautiful." He said staring at her.

Startled, they heard a loud horn being blown in the distants.