Crash and Burn continued more and more… god, I hope the end comes soon.
By Matt's Angels
I just keep writing, don't I? I wasn't going to finish this. This may end next part, hopefully. I need to finish this quick so I can get on with our other pet project, The Digimon Show.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but I will, very soon, and then I'll have Matt all to myself!!!! Mwahahahahahahaha!
Also, thanks to Fallen Angel from Heaven, who was the only person to be kind enough to review our work over the past few days, apart from us. Yes, we review our own work. If you like our goddamn hard work, you should review it! If you don't, I'll set Allie on you!
Well, enjoy. And review, damnit!
Mimi and Izzy stood side by side by the grave, watching the coffin being carried in a solemn procession across the cemetery. Around them, the rain softly pattered on the grass and the nearby tombstones. Mimi tried to feel grief for Tai, but none came, just a dry, cold emptiness. Izzy put an arm around her and gave her a squeeze. Ever since Mimi had been discharged from the hospital, Izzy had been with her, and she was glad for this, glad that she wasn't alone by the dark, earthy hole. From behind them, there was the splash as someone walked through a puddle. (A/N Yes, you do get puddles in grass.) Mimi turned, and recognised the tall blond almost immediately.
"Matt. You came," she said flatly. Matt nodded, his face pale and shadowed with purple around his sapphire eyes.
"He was my best friend, for a little while. I couldn't stay away. Hi, Izzy."
"Hi, Matt." Izzy was more than a little wary of Matt. He knew that Matt had kept secret from Mimi how he had an enormous crush on Mimi in the DigiWorld.
Matt cursed under his breath, and walked away.
"Damn, it was stupid thinking that if I just showed up at the funeral, Mimi would just fall into my arms." he whispered under his breath. "I shouldn't have come. She's with Izzy now."
Finally, the dark blue coffin was lowered down into the black ground. The rain soaking her hair right through, Mimi walked up to the rectangular hole, and took from the pocket of her black overcoat a rose of the darkest blue, so dark it was almost black. Slowly, gradually, a single tear welled up and escaped from her eye, landing on the petals of the rose. Mimi took one last look at the final resting-place of her former love, and threw in the rose. It landed, and bounced a little, then Mimi's tear rolled off the midnight petals and onto the coffin. Mimi turned away, never to return.
"You never want to do anything with me! You're so selfish!" yelled the pretty young blonde, and threw a vase at Matt's head. It smashed against the wall, fragments of blue crystal spiralling out from all directions. "I never want to see you again!" With that, the girl left, slamming the door of the apartment behind her. Matt sank down to the floor, ignoring the shattered glass beside him. History always repeats itself, he thought. Always I go out with someone whom I have no feelings for. No girl will ever fill in this blank spot that Mimi has left behind… Slowly, Matt rose to his feet and picked up the fragments of blue glass, He turned one around, watching the light play on the sharp edge. How easy it would be to fall into the spiral Tai did, to sink into oblivion… No! I could never do that, waste my life… but it would be so easy just to die…
It was in a movie theatre that the inevitable finally happened. Mimi and Izzy were in the very back room, watching Pokemon the Movie 2000. (A/N: Hahahaha! What a lame movie!) Just as Lugia was seen for the first time, Mimi jumped into Izzy's arms. She turned her scared face up to his.
"Can I have some of your popcorn?"
"Only if you marry me."
Mimi, startled, stared into his obsidian eyes, and saw something she had not seen ever since she and Tai had first met again. It was something that she had striven for all her life. Is it… is it love?
"I understand if you are still… well, hung over Tai, but…"
"But nothing," whispered Mimi. "Yes, Izzy, I will marry you."
You'd think that was the end, wouldn't you? But what about poor Matt? You want me just to leave him there, suicidally depressive? Last part up soon. See y'all!
Matt's Angels (all both of us!)
Please review! You know you want to…
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