--- I still don't own
Digimon. *Sniff*
So don't sue me, okee dokee? Good.
Now then, I figured
the sequel to
a songfic should be a songfic. Woo.
Now this time lyrics are
from
"Lonliness Is Worse" by Veruca Salt.
Alrightee, enjoy!!
^^
Boys On The Radio
Part Two
Lonliness Is
Worse"Ever since
the loss of lead vocalist Yamato Ishida, the bands popularity has been
declining, when interv..." *Click* Mimi turned off her tv and stared at the
blank screen as it fizzled. It had been months since Yamato left, and no one had
heard anything from him. Not even Takeru. If only she knew where he was; she
wanted to help him. She wanted to take him into her arms and make sure he was
safe. Unknowingly tears began to stream from her eyes, soaking the pillow she
had under her chin.
"When you've had enough, and you've got it bad
enough and you can't let go."
Sora sighed, it had been weeks since
Mimi had shown up at her door that night. Still though, Mimi was exactly the
same, her eyes were so empty. It was like her soul itself had gone dorment. They
all tried to talk to her, comfort her in some way, but nothing helped. Taichi
had once said something that put Yamato in a bad light and Mimi had gone off at
him. She was still defending him, STILL. Sora was amazed at her friends loyalty
to the person who had caused her so much pain. "Mimi? Mimi, listen to me..."
Sora heard Taichi's voice and it brought her back to reality. A whispered
"What?" was barely audible coming from Mimi. Taichi coughed, "I know you don't
wanna hear this, but...get over it." Sora's eyes widened, What the hell are
you doing Tai?! She just stood there, shocked that he would be so abrupt
with their heart broken friend. Mimi looked up at him through watery eyes,
"W-what?" she choked out. "Get. Over. It. No, get over him. He's changed, and
you know it! I tried to tell you! Remember? I did! And now look what's happened,
you know I'm right Mimi! I mean, he was my BEST FRIEND, and even I can see the
person he became. Mimi, you know I'm just looking out for you! I..." He was cut
off by Mimi's palm connecting with his cheek.
"When it comes to blows,
and you start to overflow, and you can't get home."
Mimi ran out of
the house, just as she had done weeks before. Everything blurred behind her
tears, she didn't know where she was going, but she had to go somewhere.
Anywhere. After running through crowds of people she found herself at a small
restaurant. She stared at it for awhile, something inside her calling her to
remember, and then it hit her. The day her & Yamato had gone out to lunch
they had come here. She didn't want to go in, but her feet were too far ahead of
her mind. She came through the doors and took a place at a table in the far back
corner. Flopping down in the seat she placed her hands to her head and stared at
the silverware lying on the wooden table. "Ma'am?" No response. "Ma'am?" Mimi
looked up and coughed, wiping some tears off her face, "Yes?" The waitor paused,
taking in her current state, "Umm...Err," he coughed, "Are you ready to order?"
He finally got out. "Just a mocha," Mimi's eyes returned to the silverware.
"Alright..." the waitor said and walked off. "Yama...where are you? What are you
doing?" She paused. "Have you thought about me at all since you left? Please
Yama, say you'll come back to me..." A single tear fell, landing on a spoon and
sliding down it's curves.
"It's a subtle kind of cruel, it taps my
spine. Here I'm drawing a line, I'm asking please."
Mimi stared at
the spoon for awhile, watcing how the tear added to it's shine. She sighed. Deep
down inside she didn't really think he ever thought about her, most likely, he
never thought about her before. Atleast, not like that, not in the way she
wanted him to. If only it had been different... Her thoughts dwindled to
a better situation. Yamato and herself, happy and in love, both enjoying their
fame. Both, even her. What if she had taken her chance to become famous? Would
things be different now? She shook her head. It's all in the past... It
doesn't matter anymore. She just wanted to know that he loved her. Wasn't
there anything there at all? She thought back to all the time he'd looked at
her, talked to her, brushed by her. Was there something else behind those simple
acts? Couldn't he love her? Couldn't he be feeling exactly how she was
now?
"Don't you wanna be happy with me? Don't you wanna be happy with
me?"
Mimi really couldn't tell, she didn't know if he loved her. She
doubted it, but yet she believed it, or she yearned for it. If only he would
come back to her, then she could stare into his eyes, listen to his voice, see
his face when he brushed by her. Then she would know the truth. Besides, he
couldn't be that happy all by himself, reliving his past in his mind; and she
knew that's what he was doing. Sulking. She could solve everything if he'd just
come back.
"I'm afraid if you don't come around soon, I'll turn sadder
than you ever were, and you'll learn lonliness is worse you've gotta
try."
Yamato stared blankly at his tv, his eyes devoid of all
emotion. "Ever since the loss of lead vocalist Yamato Ishida, the bands
popularity has been declining, when interv..." *Click* He couldn't stand to
watch that. Every time he turned on the radio or the tv he saw himself, in every
magazine his name was written. He just wanted to scream. He wanted to throw
himself down on the floor and kick and scream and cry his eyes out, just like a
child. He could do that too, there was no one there to watch him do it. No one
at all. A hint of pain twinged inside him, I'm completely all alone...this
time I'm really all alone. He blinked, once, twice, three times. He was used
to being somewhat of a loner, but he was never really alone. For the first time
in his life, he had no one, and for the first time in his life, he truely let
himself go, and started to cry, screaming at the top of his lungs.
Mimi
shoved a peice of her hair behind her ear and dug around under a rock. "Aha..."
She pulled a key out from under it. She had left her purse at Sora's, and she
was in no mood to go get it back. So, she stood outside her door, realizing
exactly that, and then remembering she had a spare key. After she finally got
her hands to stop shaking enough to get the key in, she unlocked the door and
headed inside. She glanced over at her answering machine, the little light was
blinking. God, it's probably Sora... She dropped the spare key on the
ground and headed for the machine. Tapping the button lightly she headed for the
kitchen and opened the fridge. *Beep* Silence. A long silence. Then coughing.
Mimi pulled a milk carton out of the fridge and paused at the noise. "Uhh..."
Her eyes widened. "Mimi...It's...It's Yamato.. I just, I just realized the
mistake I made...I umm. I need to see you. I, eh, sorry about this...just, just
call me. I'm at the Royal Hotel, room number 47. Bye." *Beep* The carton fell
from Mimi's hands and she opened her mouth to speak, but choked on her
words.
"December's all alone, and he's calling me on the phone but he
sounds so cold."
She couldn't help it, Mimi's immediate reaction was
to dart for her phone. Stepping through the puddle of milk that was now forming
on the floor, she grabbed for the phone. "Umm...Umm..Umm...!" She stared at the
phone. "Ah!!" Throwing the phone down she ran back into the kitchen and pulled a
phone book out of the cupboard. Fumbling, she flipped to the directory. "Royal
Hotel..Royal Hotel..." she murmured, then stopped, keeping her finger placed on
the page. She grabbed the phone from the counter. *Beep* "931..." *Beep Beep
Beep* "4702..." *Beep Beep Beep Beep* She dropped the phone book on the floor
and went over to her couch. *Ring...Ring...* "Royal Hotel front desk, how may I
help you?" She cleared her throat, making sure she could now speak, "Umm, yes,
hi. I need to be connected to room, umm, room number 47." There was a small
pause, then the sound of papers being shuffled through. "Alright, hold on miss,
I'll connect you right now." She sighed, "Thanks." She waited, and waited, and
waited some more. "Hmm..." she was about to hang up. "Hello?" The sound of
Yamato's voice shook her nerves, she was really talking to him. "Hello?" He
asked again. Mimi coughed, "Yamato...Hi..." She swore she heard a loud noise, as
if he had fallen and hit the floor. A small smile almost threatened her lips.
"Mimi!!" He to an extent hadn't expected her to call, but then again, she always
had been there for him. That was partly why he called her, the guilt of that had
been eating away at his heart. He didn't really know what to say to her. When he
had realized how very alone he was, it hit him that she was his only friend
anymore, and he had taken her for granted. Maybe leaving EVERYTHING behind
wasn't the best thing for him to do. So he had called her, almost knowing she
would always take him back as a friend. She simply amazed him, and that had
caused him to think. To think about what she really meant to him. "Yama???" He
realized he hadn't responded to her yet, and he then worked up all the courage
he had left, "Mimi...I need to to be by my side. I mean, I love you!!" He waited
for her to either break down crying or use every sware word known to
man.
"He says he loves me so, but how would I ever know? Certain words
grow old."
Mimi couldn't say anything, tears were already starting to
well up in her eyes. She was starting to lose her grip on the phone, and in her
mind she had lost her grip on reality itself. Those words played in her head
over and over, "I..." Yamato could barely hear her through the phone. *Click*
She hung up. Not even Mimi herself could believe what she had done, she just
stared blankly, in total shock. Yamato sighed and hung up his phone, I ruined
everything. Mimi didn't know what to do, he loved her? He loved her, and
that was all she wanted. But, did he REALLY love her? Maybe he was just
desperate for company, would it just turn out he didn't truely love her? I
hope he meant that, Oh god I hope he meant that...but...Augh!! Mimi shoved
her face in a pillow to muffle her scream.
"It's a vicious kind of
catch, it sides me blind. Now I'm out of my mind, I wanna
scream."
Yamato stared at his phone, he couldn't believe how badly he
had screwed up. He thought his life couldn't get any worse, but oh boy, he was
wrong. It had taken him so long to realize he loved her, he really loved her.
But now, she hated him. He couldn't blame her though. If only he had realized
his feelings sooner, or just taken the time to be rational. Looking back on
everything, he knew he loved her from the start. Even back in the Digiworld,
when he just thought of her as an airhead and a whiner, he had loved her. He had
wanted to protect her as much as he wanted to Takeru. That whole time his
feelings grew but he would never admit it, then she had left. When he had
finally gotten to see her again, everything was different, but still his
feelings had been then same. And then when she had helped him get a record deal,
that was when it all started. He hadn't realized it until a few nights ago, but
she had put everything on hold for him, then when he was deserted by his
friends, she actually stood by him. How did he repay her? He left her alone, and
he made her cry. He made her cry, that was the worst. He just wanted to love
her, he wanted to pay her back for everything she had done for him, and he
wanted to love her.
"Don't you wanna be happy with me? Don't you wanna
be happy with me? I'm afraid if you don't come around soon, I'll turn sadder
than you ever were, and you'll learn lonliness is worse you've gotta
try."
Mimi didn't know how to feel, angry, relieved, joyous, sad, she
just didn't know. As much as she wanted him to love her, it had been so much
easier when she didn't know whether or not he did. When she just had a blind
cause, most would think she was crazy choosing not knowing over knowing, but she
had felt more at ease that way. Atleast, most of the time. Now she didn't know
what to do. "Stupid Yama!" She dug her nails into the pillow she was clinging
to. Her mind was in total conflict, finally, she gave up. She had spent all this
time wanting him to love her, needing him to come back to her, and she had that
chance. She got up and headed for the phone.
"Love liked me long ago,
it had a way of making everyone the same. But how the angels must laugh and sigh
to hear me pleading with you, and needing you this way."
Yamato was
completely lifeless, staring at the phone still. Thoughts cluttered his mind.
Maybe Mimi had found someone else? That made him feel even worse. Then maybe,
she didn't even love him, she had always been there for him as a friend, and he
had just taken it that maybe it meant more. He could sware he had seen something
else in her eyes when she looked at him, but he was probably wrong. He blinked.
It didn't even matter anymore. Whatever happened in the past was the past, Mimi
didn't love him NOW. A noise brought him back to reality, he looked up. After a
few seconds of silence he decided he was crazy. *Ring* "Huh?" Yamato looked down
at the phone. *Ring* Quickly he grabbed it.
"Oh why, don't you wanna
be happy with me? Don't you wanna be happy with me?"
"Please
answer...Please answer!!" *Ring* She gave up, it had rang 4 times and he still
hadn't answered. She went to put the phone back down when she barely heard his
voice. "Hello??" It had a nervous edge to it. "Yamato?" She quickly brought the
phone back up to her head. "Mimi!" She had called back, maybe she didn't hate
him after all, Yamato relaxed a bit. "Yamato, I'm so sorry I hung up on you! I
just, I just couldn't believe you said that. I, umm. Did you mean
that...Yama-chan?" Mimi bit her lip, waiting for his answer. She felt like her
life rested in his hands. She called me Yama-chan again... He smiled to
himself, then said softly, "Of course I did." All the anger and sadness left
Mimi, she felt like the world had been lifted off her shoulders, "Really?" she
squeeked out. "Yep, I really meant it. It took me so long to realize it, but I
meant it. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. I never meant to hurt
you..." He trailed off. "It's, it's alright. Yama, do you, umm, do you think you
could come back home? Err, come back here...again?" Mimi hoped to god this meant
he would come back, and everything would be fine again. He smiled,
"Yea."
"I'm afraid if you don't come around soon, I'll turn sadder
than you ever were, and you'll learn lonliness is worse you've gotta try to stay
mine, all the way."
A few days later Mimi sat at home, waiting for
Yamato to arrive. After all she had went through she still couldn't believe how
things turned out. He loved her. She smiled, something she hadn't done in such a
long time. Everything was going to be alright now, no, everything would be
perfect. She would make it all perfect, or, THEY would. Mimi started to fidget
and tap her feet impatiently. C'mon Yama, hurry up and get here!! Her
eyes keep looking to the door. Her insecurity still got the best of her, What if
he doesn't come back? No. He would. She pushed the thought away and continued to
fidget.
"Don't you wanna be happy with me? Don't you wanna be happy
with me? I'm afraid if you don't come around soon, I'll turn sadder than you
ever were."
Mimi had gotten ahold of a napkin and 15 minutes later a
pile of tiny shreds lay in her lap. The sound of her doorbell made her jump up,
sending the shreds everywhere. She nearly tripped over her feet as she rushed to
the door, quickly pulling it open. Yamato stood outside, bags in hand, his blue
eyes staring at her. She smiled and flung her arms around his neck, a single
tear or joy falling onto his shoulder. Yamato dropped his bags and held onto her
tightly.
"It's gotta way of making everyone the same, It's gotta way
of making everyone the same."
Mimi and Yamato sat on the couch in
Sora's house, looking up at the people around them. Taichi just watched the two
in awe, completely amazed that Mimi could be with him, and almost disgusted with
his old best friend. He could get over it though, after awhile. Sora on the
other hand, could see her friends happiness with eachother, and was more
understanding. They had arranged for everyone to get back together, and at the
moment Takeru and Hikari were on their way. Meanwhile though, the room was
filled with silence, quite an uncomfortable silence. Yamato watched Taichi, and
let out a sigh, "I'm sorry for the way I was. You know I am Tai, I really am,
I'm sorry to everyone. I just..." Taichi looked at him and waved a hand to cut
him off, "I know that. We all know that. But right now, I only know that, I
don't understand it. Or, I don't understand you. You are..." He paused, "You are
forgiven though..." Sora blinked and looked over at him, she hadn't expected
that, she smiled slightly, everyone would be back together again, the way they
should be. "You are forgiven." Tai finished, repeating himself, maybe so he
could believe he said that. It was his best friend though, he deserved some
compassion he supposed. Mimi squeezed Yamato's hand, getting a smile from him,
while he still stared at Taichi. He was still amazed that Mimi could forgive him
and care for him how she did, he didn't expect Taichi to do the same. This would
take some time.
"It's gotta way of making everyone the same, It's
gotta of making everyone the same."
Eeee, it took me a bit to
write a sequel, so umm,
anyone who wanted one, liked it, etc sorry!!
^^'
Thankees fer reading! R&R still appreciated, woohoo!
xoxo; Touma
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