AN- I was re-watching the RE movies before seeing RE4 (Awesome btw) when I noticed what I thought was very good chemistry between K-Mart and Mikey from RE3. Then I saw that there was no fanfics about them so I hope I give you guys a good one (I know she had a crush on Carlos but Mikey .) So sit back and enjoy! Also Mikey doesn't die in this fic this is AU.

Summery- "He pulled her from the rubble, her cherub like face was stained with tears. At that moment at the age of 9, he figured out what all those stupid Disney movies where telling him, that true love at first sight was possible."

Another day another town, now their group leader Claire Redfield and the others were searching another town for food and possible survivors. Now he was standing at the front doors of a K-Mart with his dad, Carlos and Claire. He looked up and noticed the big K was barely hanging from the wall, he kind of felt bad. It must have taken hours for workers to put that up and now their hard work was falling apart. "Mikey Move!"

Mikey jumped at the sound of his father's voice and then the jerk of his hand as he moved him out of the way as the big K fell, meeting its un-timely demise.

"Come on Mikey; this is not the time to be living in your head!" Carlos yelled

The little Aussie kicked some dirt with his shoe and said "Yeah, yeah." He looked up when his father handed him a small hand gun.

"In these times, you got to grow up fast." He said to his son

Mikey could not agree more, he eagerly took the gun from his dad's hands and he instantly felt like he was in his favorite video game.

He took every corner carefully, like his father taught him but nothing. There was no action here but plenty of supplies. But then right before him was one of the undead it was on the ground, grabbing at something and the thing it was grabbing at was a girl. Mikey went back into his head again, He pretended that he was the hero Link and the girl was Zelda from his favorite game. With a shaky hand he shot a few rounds in the back of the evil Ganondorf's head and it fell to a slump. He went over and kicked the body a few times to be sure that it was dead again and went over to the young girl. She was in a corner, trapped by a few fallen shelves. Mickey moved the shelves away and he pulled her from the rubble, her cherub like face was stained with tears. At that moment, at the tender age of 9 he finally figured out what all of those stupid Disney movies where telling him. That love at first sight was possible; you just had to know where to find it.

The girl latched on to his shoulders and started to cry into his favorite shirt. "Man!" he whined.

She looked up at him, her brown eyes were filled to the brim with salty tears. "Thank you." She whispered. She repeated this like it was some sort of prayer and that he had answered it. Mikey took a breath and then yelled for his Dad. But instead Claire and Carlos showed up, their eyes widened at the sight. Claire tried to pry the girl away from Mikey but she wouldn't budge, she was attached to him like glue. Carlos on the other hand went over to the zombie and smiled proudly at the boy "Good job Mikey!"

Mikey stood up, enjoying the praise he was getting Carlos was fairly new but he looked up to the slightly older man. The girl was still attached to him, he looked up at Claire with pleading eyes. "Do something?"

Claire smiled and tried again and she succeeded. The little girl pulled away from Mikey and gave him a barely auditable sorry. She was holding tightly onto Claire's hand but starred at Mikey with deer eyes. Carlos leaned into Mikey. "Looks like you got yourself a girlfriend!"

Mikey starred daggers at him as he walked with the group and then he heard the a sound that would haunt his sleep for the rest of his life. His father's yells of mercy, He quickly took off with Carlos chasing after him to only seeing his only family member being torn to shreds he took out the small hand gun and tried to fire but he used the ammo up already. He then felt Carlos' big hand pull him back and the ringing off gun shots, then everything went black.

Mikey awoke hours later in the back of his dad's news van; he rubbed his eyes and pushed the doors open. Everyone in the convoy got quite and watched him as he walked over to the yellow hummer that Claire drove. Everyone including the girl he saved stood in front of it, they like the others quieted down. Then Carlos' voice spoke out. "You're a hero little man, you saved K-Mart's life."

Mikey looked confused. "K-Mart? That's her name?"

"No she won't tell us her name so that's what we are calling her." Claire said with a smile

Then Chase, one of the other convoy leaders got to his knees and grabbed his shoulders. "Your dad would be proud of you boy."

'Dad' that word made him break down and cry. He pulled himself out of the cowboys grip and began to run back to the news van until a small hand stopped him. He turned to find K-Mart, her eyes watery as well. "My Daddy died just last week."

This time instead of her latching onto him, he latched on to her. They both sat in the dirt as he cried into her shoulder. He didn't notice then that the whole convoy surrounded them, and bowing their heads as they said a small prayer.

In the week flowing they two had grown very fond of one another. He learned a lot about K-Mart, He learned that she was seven years old and would be eight very soon, he learned that she didn't like all that girly crap like dolls she said that they scared her. He learned that her favorite color was red and that she had a dog named biscuit, and then he learned the fate of her family and he told her the fate of his own family. There where nights when she managed to sneak away from the watchful eye that was
Claire Redfield and climb in the back of the news van where the two would jabber on and on until they would fall asleep and then be awaken the next Moring by the frantic yells of Claire and Carlos. This ritual would go one for a few years until she turned 13 and he was 15. Claire had a talk with both of them and told them that they didn't want to hear the pitter patter of little Mikey's everywhere.

And then a year past after that very painful talk and she found herself in the back of the news van starring at the screens with tired eyes. Her best friend sat beside her, snoring deeply like nothing in the world could wake him. K-Mart rolled her eyes and gently tapped his chest; he woke abruptly with a snort and looked into her tired brown eyes. "What?"

"I'm turning in for the night ok? Claire says this place is crawling with them so-" She was cut off from the buzzer that indicated that there was a intruder, a dead one. K-Mart sighed and got back into the van, she knew the drill way to well for she climbed over him and the junk to close the windows. An eerie silence filled the air as Mikey went onto the walkie talkie. "Carlos?"

Five seconds later the tired voice of Carlos replied back. "What's up Mike?"

Mikey smiled and looked at K-Mart. "We got a dead one."

There was a silence before her answered. "Yeah I'm on it."

In a matter of a few minutes they heard the ring of a gun and a moan from a dying zombie. "That makes 315 kills this month!" Carlos' voice yelled out. The van's back door swung open and Carlos stood smirking at the two. "Come on K-Mart, you know the rules. Let's get ya back to Claire before she has a cow."

K-Mart smiled and then did something she never did before; she kissed the top of Mikey's head and then whispered in his ear. "You really need a shower." With that the blonde jumped from the news van and ran over to Claire's hummer and climbed into the back seat.

Carlos gave him a smirk, Mikey knew what was coming. "Well, well, well she's stringing you along man."

Mikey rolled his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"K-Mart just stung you, now you gotta make your move boy…Just don't tell Claire that I told you to go in for the kill ok. Get some shut eye kid and get that shower in the morning ok?" Carlos said

Mikey grinned and the slammed the door shut, feeling the place where K-Mart kissed him and Carlos was right, it stung like hell.