Chapter 4: Koumi
Couple-Izzy and Mimi from Digimon 1-2
"Thanks for staying behind to help clean up" said Izzy to the other two members of the computer club there.
"Oh come on Koushirou-senpai! I'm your friend" said Yolie.
"And I'm just nice" said the blue haired boy named Henry.
"Yeah…"
Afterwards…
Izzy started his long trek home when he noticed some familiar brown hair. He wondered why she was still here after school hours. It was certainly unusual.
"Hey Mimi, what's up?" asked the redhead as he walked over to his childhood friend.
"Huh? Oh, hey Izzy. I'm here with the rest of the art club to paint the school mural" said Mimi as Izzy made his way over.
"Art club? I didn't think you'd be into rolling up your sleeves and getting dirty" said Izzy.
"Please, this is nothing compared to Myotismon" giggled Mimi.
"You won't mind if I help right?"
"Oh! Of course not. One of our artists is missing today so you can use his supplies" said Mimi as Izzy picked up the paints. "It's a shame though, he was one of our best artists and he always brought snacks from his family's bakery, I wonder what happened"
"He probably got a sick or something. The flu has been going around" said Izzy.
"Yeah, you're probably right"
The two of them stayed there until the sun began setting. It was a long day of work but the mural was almost finished. Since they both lived in Odaiba, they decided to go home together.
"Wow, you're not so bad at painting" said Mimi as they stepped into their train.
"You say that like you're surprised"
"Well…I just always thought that you were into cold hard facts and the truth rather than creativity"
"When you've faced unimaginable creatures from a virtual universe then you begin to try other new things"
"Yeah…I guess so"
It was odd for two direct opposites to be hanging out together. One was the most popular girl at Yagami High while the other was the president of the computer club. Usually, interactions like these only happen on television but when you've fought alongside each other, you begin to understand them just a little bit more.
This applied to these two who would've never even had known each other's names. Destiny has a very funny way of bringing people together.
"So what new thing have you tried?" asked Izzy abruptly.
"I've takin' up cooking. Maybe I can make you something" suggested Mimi.
Izzy blushed at the thought of Mimi making him a boxed lunch.
Over the years Izzy had slowly fallen for her. It was unnatural in the world of high school but perfect in the world of digidestined.
Despite her dislike of technology, Mimi always put a smile on his face. She was unique, sincere, beautiful, and didn't care who she was with as long as he or she was her friend. She believed in others and always knew what to say.
"So what do you think?" asked Mimi.
"Um, well, It's alright, you don't have to go through the trouble of making lunch for me. I'm fine with whatever my mom makes me"
"Yeah…you're mom is a great cook" mumbled Mimi.
She seemed saddened for some reason. It was like being stabbed in the heart seeing her face like that.
"What's wrong?"
"Huh, oh! Nothing's wrong"
An awkward silence followed afterward. It was uncomfortable which was strange since usually when they don't talk, it was just fine. Something was just off this time. Was it because she had wanted to make a boxed lunch for him?
Just then the train made it to their stop. They got off and went off to the directions of their houses.
Izumi Residence…
"Hey, mom, could you help me make another boxed lunch for tomorrow?" asked Izzy.
"Eh? I don't mind but why exactly?" asked his mother.
"Erm…well…"
His mother suddenly gasped. "Could it be for a girl?"
"Um, no! It's just…I think I upset Mimi somehow so I just want to make it up to her"
"Ah, I see. Well then let's get started!"
Tachikawa Residence…
"Mimi? What are you doing up so early?" asked Palmon as she rubbed her eyes.
"Huh? I'm just getting my lunch ready for tomorrow" said Mimi quickly.
Palmon looked over at the table and noticed an extra box sitting there. "But you already have one box"
"Well…I think I'm going to be extra hungry tomorrow"
Palmon thought for a bit before coming to a conclusion. "Is it for Izzy?"
Mimi stopped cooking to nod in response. Palmon nodded back and went back to their room to catch some more sleep.
'I know what he said but I just have to do this. I need to do it. I need to confess to Koushirou-kun tomorrow'
When Mimi had moved to America, she had met a boy name Wallace who was staying in New York for vacation. She later introduced said boy to Izzy. She always ignored what they talked about since it was always about computers but it was also because she just listened to Izzy's voice not his words.
His voice was all she needed to get through adjusting to her new surroundings. Maybe because it was the first familiar voice she heard when she moved there. And maybe because she always loved him despite his love of technology.
Guess it's true what they say, opposites attract.
Tomorrow at lunch…
Izzy was making his way towards 3-C at the same time Mimi was making her way towards 3-A. They bumped into each other halfway there.
"Mimi!" "Izzy!" "I was just about to go see you" they both said at the same time.
After some confused talking they decided to continue their conversation in a classroom.
"I, um, made you this" said Izzy shyly as he gave the lunch.
"You made this?"
Izzy nodded and blushed when Mimi flashed him a huge smile.
"Thank you. And I made you this" said Mimi as she gave him her lunch.
"But-!"
"No buts, now eat it or I can just feed you it"
Izzy smiled at her false anger. He knew it was a risk but he pulled into her hug.
"Thank you" he whispered.
"It's no problem" 'When did he get taller than me?' "And…I…um want to tell you something" said Mimi while blushing.
Izzy watched her expectantly as she took a deep breath. "Koushirou-kun…I…love you"
"I-I…I love you too"
Mimi was surprised and yet she expected it at the same time. Maybe that's what happens when the feeling of love is mutual. And nothing could make that more perfect as they both smiled at each other.
After school…
Those smiles disappeared as they saw the mural. Covering it were the words 'I hate myself' in crimson red paint. And out there in the open was a bucket of paint, the same bucket Izzy borrowed yesterday.
"Oh no…"
Thoughts? Because I've got plenty of them. Next chapter's Jurato so prepare yourselves. Goodbye for now.