Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana.

A warningThis is going to be a Mikiley and a Liley story also, it just starts out completley Mikiley.

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New York

"Okay, I'm serious, this time I really need to get up ." Miley said practically monotone as she was being held into place by the love of her life. "Okay then get up." The brunette smirked at her and brought her hand up to her her face. "I can't because you won't let go of me." She chuckled and looked deep into her chocolate eyes. "Well that's just too bad now isn't it." She said as she smiled and snuggled closer to Miley, burrying her head in her neck. "Mickeyyyyy." Miley whined, "I'm gonna be late, I need to take a shower and load the rest of the boxes into the truck, get to the airport, be there in time for the reunion, an-"

She was cut off by two lips on hers and she instantly stopped talking. She deepened the kiss and put her hands int othe girl's hair and rolled over so that she was on top.She gave one final peck on the lips and then got up. "You tricked me..." Mikayla said with a pouty face, "You weren't supposed to get up I was supposed to get lucky..." She said playfully. Miley just rolled her eyes, you know you'll get lucky later sweetie I really need get ready, and you really need to as well, so get your cute butt out of our bed and get ready. I don't know what I'd do if I was late for our ten year reunion." Mikayla grimaced and slowly got out of bed, grumbling.

Miley smiled as she watched her, she couldn't help it. Even though she had seen her do this a million times before it was still adorable to her."Where's my ring?" Mikayla asked in a panicked voice, motioning to the empty nightstand next to her. "You mean our wedding ring?" Miley asked and then let her mouth hang open for a second as she gasped. "Sorry,babe, I just..." The nervouse popstar said sas she tried to think of a way to sugarcoat the fact that she had lost her wedding band for the millionth time."When did you take it off." Miley snapped. "When we were... you know, I didn't want to... get stuff on it while we... cough" She hinted, incase the kids were listening... "You don't need to hint at it, the kids went to grandpa's remember? They are meeting us there so that we have time to pack this morning, I swear Mikayla, sometimes you can just-"

She had gotten up and put a finger against Miley's lips to get her to stop herself from getting worked up. "I'm sorry I forgot, that's why they have two mommy's instead of one, in case one of them is terrible at it, and look you're doing a great job." She gave a cocky smile, trying to cheer Miley up, and then scanned their room, trying not to make it obvious that she was looking for her ring.

"Im gonna go get ready... but you're not off the hook." Miley said sternly as she turned to go into the bathroom. Mikayla followed and started fixing her hair in the mirror while Miley got a towel out of the closet. She walked past slightly distracted brunette and pinched her butt. She let out a squeal and whipped around. "Oh you are gonna get it." She said quickly, and the grabbed the towel from Miley and whipped her with it. She jumped and let out an interesting sound similar to mikayla's squeal, only more high pitched. "Ow, I wasn't that hard when I did it to you." She said as she rubbed the now stinging spot.

"Oh, I'm sorry, does it really hurt? Let me rub it for you." She said playfully as she stepped closer and kissed Miley as apologetically as she could. Ofcourse with those two, as always the kiss deepened and Miley's hands ended up in the hair of the other girl, and Mikayla's ended up moving form around her waist and into her back pocket. Miley moaned and stepped backward as the kisses started getting hotter and quicker. "Hey, kiss, why is my, kiss, ring in your, kiss, back pocket? Kiss "Took you long enough hun." Miley said, with her voice hoarse, as she started to detach herself from the adorably confused girl in front of her.

"Put it on the sink, Kiss,I'm getting in the shower..." She said seductively as she turned the shower on and started to take her shirt off. Mikayla stood there staring for a second, before doing the same. They both got undressed and Miley climbed into the shower, Mikayla tried to follow but Miley put her hand on the curtain and pushed her back. "I said, I'm getting in the shower, not we." She smirked and closed the curtain expecting it to opend back up, but was puzzled when it didn't. For a second she thought that it was possible that she thought Miley may have been serious, so she opened it up to tell her, but nobody was there.

Suddenly she felt two arms wrap around her waist and she screamed. "Oh my god." She turned around and who else could it have been but Mikayla. "You know I like sneaking in the back, don't act so surprised." She said sexily, and pressed her lips against Miley's as her hand drifted to the place where her ring had currently been, only this time, there were no pockets. "Mmm, baby seriously, you know I can't." Miley treid to stop kissing her but she just couldn't. "Twenty mintues won't make a difference sweetie." She said as she kissed her lover's neck, and then felt Miley's hand reach back into her hair again, she knew she had won. "After seven years, you'd think I could resist you by now." Mikayla just grinned and nodded, it's because you're so madly in love with me." She whispered. "Yes I am." Was Miley final word before she decided that twenty minutes wouldn't make a difference... or thirty...

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Back in malibu

"Ollie, where are my jeans?" Lilly whined. "Which ones?" He grumbled, as he tried to watch the tv. "You know, the skinny ones." She said as if it were the most obviouse thing in the world. "The last time I saw them was when you threw them at me because I said they made your butt look big. If you want someone to to lie to you why don't you just go get a boyfriend?" He asked distractedly.

"Oliver, you know I don't swing that way." She sounded unamused. "Ok... then why don't you just wait untill saturday and confess your love to Miley and screw her in my bed and let me tape it." He unemotionlessly as he stared at the tv untill his eyes grew wide. "Did I just say that out loud?" He snapped his head to look at her.

"Oaken..." She started as she shot him a glare. "Should I run?" He asked quickly as if it was one word. "Fast." She shot back. He got up and sqeualed like a little girl as she tackled him. After they got done wrestling like they used to when they were still in highschool, they finally got up and sat on opposite ends of the couch, not facing eachother.

"Why can't you just leave it, you know how I feel about that." Lilly suddenly said quietly. "Sorry, I just don't get why you didn't tell her, it's so stupid." Oliver replied but still didn't look her in the eyes. "Well, she was just so perfect, I couldn't tell her, especially since she was leaving so I just let her go... but when she kissed me goodbye it broke my heart Ollie, not even on the cheek, it was like... amazing... her lips we so soft, and it was soo hot... " She was cutt off by the boy sitting next to her, "Did she make you wet?" He said emotionlessly.

She smacked his arm and glared."You are sick, I was talking all romantic and you come into the converstation with something like that, gross, you are such a guy." He just smiled, he was obviously trying to make her happy so that she wouldn't go into depression before the reunion, like she did about a month ago, saying that she couldn't go because she couldn't face Miley."Oh come one, I heard you the other night in your room, and unless you snuck some girl in there named Miley without me knowing, then you've got it bad, It's been nine years Lilly, I bet she doesn't even look the same, I bet she's all wrinkly and gross, and icky, just forget about the old Miley and focus on someone hot like Mikayla." Oliver pointed to the tv as a comercial for her new cd came on.

"Oh yeah I'm pretty sure I heard you say Mikaylas a few times last night when I got up to go to the bathroom... is that all you ever do at night? Is that why you are so tired all the time?" Lilly giggled, teasing Oliver was one of her hobbies. "Well I could ask you the same thing." He shot right back. Damn, he wasn't usally this quick, he wasn't going to let her change the subject this time.

"Well, how about this... If Miley is single when we see her at the reunion, then I will tell her everything... happy?" She asked, hoping he'd leave her alone. "Very." Oliver said as he held out his hand after he spit in it. "Ewwww, that is so immature." She said as she spit in hers also and held it out to shake on their agreement.

Author's note: I have no clue whatsoever if this is going to turn out Mikiley or Liley, or Lolliver? hahaha just joking, I really don't think there is any chance at at all that this will turn out Lolliver, sorry. haha.