Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Love, Mimi ❯ And Now It Really Begins ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Akimi 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.11.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 440 | Visits: 376 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.11.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 440 | Visits: 376 | Status: Work In Progress
Love, Mimi
by: Akimi
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Really. And I don't claim to, either. It all belongs to somebody else. =(
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'Well now, that's interesting,' Matt mused to himself as he refolded the note. He carefully examined it - the blue lined paper it was written on, the girly way it was folded, the sunny handwriting, the pink glittery ink it had been written in. You couldn't be TOO sure that Mimi had, in fact, written it.
Surprisingly, Matt was able to waste away the entire period by pondering on the meaning of the note. Eventually, the bell rang and Matt picked up his stuff, including the note, and headed to his locker in a daze-like state. He just couldn't stop thinking about it!
Finally, school was over. He decided to go to Tai's, as opposed to home, and on the way they talked about their usual subject: girls.
"I really think you should ask Sora out," Matt commented.
Tai shook his head. "Nah," he half-laughed, "she's not really my type."
Matt gave Tai a puzzled look. "You don't have a type!"
"Sure I do!" Tai retorted. "If it walks, talks, and wears a bra, I like it."
"So... how is Sora not your type? Last time I checked, she wore a bra, and I've seen her walking and talking plenty of times."
"Yeah, Mimi-watching would do that, huh? Ya get one, ya get the other..."
Inwardly, Matt blushed 50 shades of red. But outwardly he maintained his cool exterior. "Mimi-watching? What've you been smoking?"
"Come on, dude, I know you like her."
"Nice way of changing the subject..."
"Admit it! You like Mimi!" Tai teased, laughing.
Matt shrugged. "So what if I do?"
Tai stopped dead in his tracks. It just wasn't as much fun after he admitted it. "I don't know... maybe you should ask her out."
"Yeah right."
"Why not?"
"I'm not in the mood to be publicly humiliated, that's why not."
"But what about that note?" By this time, Matt had already told Tai about the note and let him read it. "People don't say stuff like that for the hell of it, Matt."
Matt shook his head. "I found it on the floor, dipshit. She probably didn't mean any of it."
Tai sighed in aggravation. "Fine, I'll make you a deal. You ask her out, and if she says no I'll... buy you a pizza and a new CD, and I'll hook you up with a really hot girl," he offered.
"Deal," Matt said without hesitation. They shook on it right as Tai opened his door, and Matt began telling Tai all the CD's he wanted.
***
by: Akimi
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Really. And I don't claim to, either. It all belongs to somebody else. =(
***
'Well now, that's interesting,' Matt mused to himself as he refolded the note. He carefully examined it - the blue lined paper it was written on, the girly way it was folded, the sunny handwriting, the pink glittery ink it had been written in. You couldn't be TOO sure that Mimi had, in fact, written it.
Surprisingly, Matt was able to waste away the entire period by pondering on the meaning of the note. Eventually, the bell rang and Matt picked up his stuff, including the note, and headed to his locker in a daze-like state. He just couldn't stop thinking about it!
Finally, school was over. He decided to go to Tai's, as opposed to home, and on the way they talked about their usual subject: girls.
"I really think you should ask Sora out," Matt commented.
Tai shook his head. "Nah," he half-laughed, "she's not really my type."
Matt gave Tai a puzzled look. "You don't have a type!"
"Sure I do!" Tai retorted. "If it walks, talks, and wears a bra, I like it."
"So... how is Sora not your type? Last time I checked, she wore a bra, and I've seen her walking and talking plenty of times."
"Yeah, Mimi-watching would do that, huh? Ya get one, ya get the other..."
Inwardly, Matt blushed 50 shades of red. But outwardly he maintained his cool exterior. "Mimi-watching? What've you been smoking?"
"Come on, dude, I know you like her."
"Nice way of changing the subject..."
"Admit it! You like Mimi!" Tai teased, laughing.
Matt shrugged. "So what if I do?"
Tai stopped dead in his tracks. It just wasn't as much fun after he admitted it. "I don't know... maybe you should ask her out."
"Yeah right."
"Why not?"
"I'm not in the mood to be publicly humiliated, that's why not."
"But what about that note?" By this time, Matt had already told Tai about the note and let him read it. "People don't say stuff like that for the hell of it, Matt."
Matt shook his head. "I found it on the floor, dipshit. She probably didn't mean any of it."
Tai sighed in aggravation. "Fine, I'll make you a deal. You ask her out, and if she says no I'll... buy you a pizza and a new CD, and I'll hook you up with a really hot girl," he offered.
"Deal," Matt said without hesitation. They shook on it right as Tai opened his door, and Matt began telling Tai all the CD's he wanted.
***