Fragments of Me
A/N: Hello, all! I hope you're enjoying the story so far! I have another chapter for you, and I think you'll like it! Let me know what you think, okay?
Actions Speak Louder than Words
"Mimi. I think we need to talk about... about the kiss..."
Mimi opened and closed her mouth several times looking rather like a hungry goldfish. "Wow. I think this is the first time I've ever seen you at a loss for words, Tachikawa," Matt teased hoping to lessen the tension. Noticing that it wasn't exactly working as well as he'd hoped he rushed on.
"I don't want to scare you, and I most certainly am not trying to hurt you..." Matt searched for words. "You must feel it too. I know you do. So why don't we just talk about it instead of letting it hang over us all day long?"
"Matt, I don't think..." Mimi didn't know what to say. "I'm scared. I'm scared, Matt."
"I know, honey. I'm scared too." Matt placed his hands lightly on Mimi's upper arms. "But I still think we should talk about this."
Mimi chewed on her bottom lip. Matt had noticed that she only ever did that whenever she was really nervous. She didn't say anything, didn't even make eye contact with him. She just nodded and let him lead her to the couch.
She perched herself on the very edge of the couch, back stiff and hands clenched in her lap. Matt sat on the other end of the couch to give her some room. The last thing he wanted was to make her feel he was overbearing or attacking her.
"Okay," Matt said, steeling himself. "Shoot."
"Me? Why me? You're the one who wants to talk!" Mimi scolded.
"Right. Sorry. Of course." Matt mentally slapped himself. Off to a great start, Ishida. "Well, Mimi... I guess I want to start by apologizing. Yes, I want to apologize. But it's not for what you think it is. I mean, it could be, but I don't think it is..." Oh, Kami...
Mimi looked utterly dazed and confused. What the hell was he trying to say?
"Let me start over." Matt took a couple moments to collect his thoughts. "Mimi, I didn't want too kiss you."
Shit.
"That's not what I meant to say!" he exclaimed at her horrified face. He growled in frustration and ran his hands through his hair. "I did... I did want to kiss you. But I never meant to. I mean, I wasn't really thinking when I did it. One minute I'm watching you fix my hand, and the next I'm kissing you! I never... Mimi, I would never do anything I thought would hurt you. I'm very sorry that I upset you and put this between this. Do you forgive me?"
Mimi had been stoically watching him stumble along. She took her time before answering. "I think... I think I forgive you. I have to admit to some... want to kiss you too. I was never angry with you for kissing me; it's just that I'm coming off this really bad breakup and ... well, everything is kind of a mess."
"I completely understand. I'm sorry I made things more complicated for you." Words could not describe the elation that washed over him when he heard her say she had wanted to kiss him too. She had wanted to kiss him!
"It's okay. I'm sorry I walked in on you in the shower." Matt let out a strong chuckle.
"I forgive you, Tachikawa. I understand how those 'womanly urges' draw you to me. You'd be surprised how often it happens, really." Matt ducked just in time to avoid a projectile pillow aimed at his face and countered with one of his own.
He heard Mimi's 'umpf' as the pillow hit home, and quickly followed this attack by tickling her stomach. She was off the couch in an instant, and he was right behind her. After a few minutes of childish play including pinching, tickling, and hair pulling, Matt succeeded in capturing Mimi's waist and pulling her to him.
Her hands lay on his broad chest, marveling at the sheer power contained there as he laughed. She was flushed from the sudden burst of activity, and felt her face growing steadily warmer as the proximity to Matt increased. Mimi had no idea whether she wanted to stay locked in his arms forever or flee to the hills.
"Friends again?" she heard Matt say softly. Her eyes met with his, and she felt her blush deepen. She nodded, not being about to speak through the lump in her throat. "Good."
Mimi's gaze focused on Matt's Adam's apple, watching it bob as he swallowed hard. She felt his arms around her waist loosen at Matt took a step back.
Mimi instantly took a step forward. Her mind cried out for her to seek out his warmth. She felt the muscles under her hands tighten. She took another small step, putting herself dangerously close to him. Kami, did he smell delicious!
Matt swallowed again. He was confused; confused but not complaining. They were definitely in uncharted territory here. He'd just apologized for kissing her earlier, and now he was under heavy influence to repeat the gesture. His hands slowly came up to encircle hers where they lay on his breast.
His hands were so warm, so big. They folded soothingly over her small hands. He took a deep breath, and she watched his chest rise and fall. What did she think she was doing? Well, clearly she wasn't thinking!
He had no idea how long they stood there like that. His thoughts ran too fast for him to catch. He looked down at the top of Mimi's head. He took the time to notice how her hair was parted and all of the subtle shades that made up her chestnut haircolor.
The phone made them both jump. Why did the phone always have to ring just then? Next time I'm unplugging all of the damned things! Matt crossed to the phone and picked up.
"Moshi, moshi."
"Hey, bro. It's TK."
"Well, no one else calls me 'bro.' TK, so I kind of gathered that much."
"Ouch. Sorry..."
"No, TK. You're fine. I'm sorry I snapped. I've had a long day. What did you need?"
I was wondering if I could borrow your car for a bit tonight. There's a show going on tonight outside of town and ... well..." TK trailed off, and Matt picked up where his brother had left off.
"And you want to take Kari to see it."
"Yeah."
"That's fine. Just stop up for the keys."
"Thanks, Matt!"
"No problem. What are big brothers for? Bye, TK."
"Bye, Matt."
Matt hung up the phone, irritated at having his moment with his goddess of a roommate ruined. Maybe this was a sign that they weren't meant for each other... the technology for the world was conspiring to keep them apart. Ha fucking ha. Matt turned around to face Mimi.
He opened his mouth to apologize, but before he could say anything, Mimi had pressed herself up along his length. Her mouth captured his, demanding and possessive. His eyes went wide with shock, but he decided to contemplate it later and enjoy it now.
Her arms slip up around his back, her nails digging into his shoulders as she pulled him down to her. His arms flew around her shoulders, embracing her roughly. Kami, she tasted like heaven!
Her tongue darted out to flick across his lips, asking entrance which he quickly granted. Their tongues danced in a desperate battle of steamy passion and raw need. Matt felt his pants become exceedingly tight. He prayed that Mimi wouldn't notice his problem. That would make this just that much more awkward. Well, more awkward than it already was, at least. It's her own fault!
Mimi deepened the kiss ever so slightly, then pulled away, nibbling on his bottom lip. Matt opened his eyes to find whiskey colored pools staring back at him. She gave him a sly smile and a smoldering look. She was without a doubt the sexiest woman he had ever experience.
"Now we're even," Mimi said, drawing a finger under her bottom lip to wipe away any lipstick that might have smudged. She turned and was gone before Matt could form a coherent thought. His body shuddered at the memory of her lips on his, her breasts shoved against his chest and her nails on his back. His breath came in shallow gasps.
It was a few minutes before Matt trusted himself to move. He walked stiffly to his bedroom (a certain male appendage was making movement rather... uncomfortable at the moment). He shut the door behind him, and after a second thought, he locked it. He had some business he needed to take care of, and he really really didn't want to be interrupted.
Mimi stood with her back pressed against her bedroom door. What the hell had she just done? Was she insane? But, oh, it had felt soon good! And the poor man's expression when she had finished: priceless. She was a very evil person, but it was worth it.
How things would ever be normal again, she had no idea. Mimi groaned. That was absolutely the most positively naughty thing she had ever done. But she felt more empowered than she had ever felt before. She felt like a real woman. It felt good to have someone want her like that. She'd been feeling so worthless ever since Michael. No, she wouldn't let herself regret this. This was the best thing she had done yet.
She was brought out of her self-judgement by a beep form her cell phone lying on her bed. Curse all technology! Just leave me alone!
She crossed to her bed and picked up her phone. It was a text message. Mimi went pale, and her phone fell from her hand. What would she do? She had to do something, but what? What could she do to fix this?
She panicked. She had to tell Matt. No, she couldn't tell him. Not yet. He didn't understand what was between them yet, and things were complicated enough without adding this on top of it. Mimi stood frozen to the spot, her body shaking like a leaf.
On the floor at her feet, her cell phone screen glowed, showing the message that crashed Mimi's high.
Mimi, I made a mistake. Miss u. love u. coming 2 bring u home. C u soon. –MA/N: ZOMG! Awww... crap. I hate Michael. I hope he dies. Okay... maybe not dies, but I hope someone kicks him in the shin really, really, really hard. He deserves it. So there! REVIEW!!
-Kess
P.S. Sorry this one is so short. The next one will be longer, I promise!
