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It was a summer Saturday morning, and the first things I wake up to see are my computer screen and my fingers skimming across the keyboard. Half-asleep and half-awake, my body takes me to my computer and begins the day even though I'm not fully conscious at that point. Blinking at the screen, I saw that I was looking up today's news and continuing last night's late research.

Sighing, I rolled my head back and slumped against the back of my chair. "I'm still tired, but I should finish this before someone demands something from me."

I pushed myself to finish up the research, which I had no intention of actually doing. It was time I bought one of the latest data assistant programs. A data assistant would be the perfect way to motivate me and organize all of my documents, etc. Besides, I needed to create better computer programs for some cash.

After an hour of looking through websites and search engines, I gave up. Most of these programs had significant flaws, and I was too impatient to clean an expensive program up. It just wasn't worth it right now.

Giving an exasperated sigh, I went to the kitchen still a little dreary-eyed.

I guess I didn't hear the front door open, and I guess I didn't notice my mom's laughter in the kitchen.

"Koushiro!" called Mimi with her bright smile. Sitting at the table, she looked at me pleasantly with a wide smile. She was already eating breakfast with my mom. Mimi's plate was half filled and sat next to a brown bucket hat. "It's about time you got out of your room!"

Wow…Mimi looks…er right…

"Koushiro," chided Mom, "say hi to Mimi! She came here about an hour ago and helped me cook a nice breakfast for you. Remember to tell her thank you." Mrs. Izumi, as Mimi and everyone calls her, poured two glasses of orange juice and set them on the dining table. She smiled at me and then gave me a peck on the forehead.

I was still looking at Mimi, who smiled at me. There was a blush coming to my cheeks, and I tried to ignore it.

"Thanks Mimi," I said offering her a smile.

Sitting across from her, I would listen to her sparkly chatter with my mom as I ate my breakfast. It would've been rude to ask Mimi right then and there what she was doing at my apartment, so I let the time roll by.

Before anyone questioned my case, I don't like Mimi in that way… Right. Yeah.

Mimi was my friend, whom I have known since I was ten. We're the same age, and it's been five years now. She has a good heart behind her pretty eyes and brown hair as well as "fashion sense" as she puts it. I think it would be past a person to say that Mimi could be a girly girl. I wouldn't know, but it would explain the pink.

"Koushiro, do you know we're gonna be late because of you? You're not even dressed yet! We're supposed to meet Tai and the others in half an hour at the park and the train is half an hour." Mimi looked at me with an annoyed expression. She glanced below my face, and I looked down.

She was scrutinizing my sleepwear…

I blinked. "I completely forgot!" Almost tripping, I hurried into the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom. Behind me, I heard Mimi offer to do the dishes, but Mom insisted that she was a guest.

By then I didn't realize Mimi would snoop into my room.

First off, I didn't know if Mimi was the kind of girl who wouldn't step into a guy's room because it could smell or the kind of girl who would look through a guy's things. Either way I wouldn't know…my room is clean and organized.

Entering my bedroom, the thing she must've seen was my computer with information on data assistants. She sat down and looked through my work.

"Mimi, out of my room please!" I said. I looked at my reflection—just undressed from the waist up—in the mirror and then saw Mimi staring at me…

Awkward moment here.

After another second, I slammed the door as she jerked her head away and clicked a random window. In the bathroom, I showered trying to push the moment out of my mind… It wasn't like she was looking at me… Yeah…

I suspected that she would've been out of my bedroom by now because of what happened.

Opening my bathroom door with nothing but a towel around my waist, I peered around and there in front of me sitting on my bed was Mimi and an egg in her lap.

Where in the world did she get the egg?

"Hi Koushiro."

I was speechless and asked dumbly, "Mimi…where'd you find that?"

Before she could respond, the egg hatched—cracking open and revealed some strange blob with eyes and a smile. I stared at it, but Mimi, however, reacted differently:

"OH HOW CUTE! KOUSHIRO, CAN WE KEEP IT?"

In spite of her yelling, I was engrossed in one thought and one thought only—What the hell is that thing? Finally I looked up at Mimi's face. She was pouting, silently pleading that we would keep it…

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A/N: Hey guys! (I know it's short, but the next update will be two times bigger!!) Okay, so as you can see, this is pretty different from the Michi fic. I want the characters to be like how they were in the Digimon series without actually being the Digimon series.

Thanks for reading! How 'bout reviewing?

Truly & Sincerely, Dragontune172