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Part 3

"So what do you think Mimi?" Sora chirped as she swung her book bag while she walked.

I jerked my head up to look at her just then realizing she had been talking. It was only Thursday, and Saturday night seemed almost a lifetime ago, although I still liked to torment myself by thinking about how foolish I'd been.

"What do I think?" I echoed, starring at her blankly. We were walking home together, a tradition we had started since grade school, and I had been so lost in my thoughts that I had almost forgotten she was with me.

"You know, about my idea for this weekend?" She said.

"Oh right," I stammered. "Your idea."

"You weren't listening were you?" She giggled slightly. "Earth to Mimi, where have you been girl? You've been in this weird haze all day. In class you didn't even notice when you got spit wads thrown in your hair."

I sighed with disgust and began thoroughly running my fingers through my hair while Sora laughed.

"I'm sorry Sora, I really am, I just have a lot on my mind that's all."

She gave me a sympathetic look and smiled. "Well how about we get together this weekend, get a bunch of junk food, and watch some movies. We'll have an old fashioned sleep over, I know it'll make you feel better."

I smiled at her. "Thanks Sora, I'd appreciate that."

"What are friends for?" She giggled. "I gotta cruise though, see you later Mimi!"

I sighed as I watched her bounce off, everything always seemed to work out so easily for Sora.

The whole week had been a royal mess. All week long I'd been determined to talk to Matt and make things right between us--though I had no idea of what I'd actually say if I got the chance. Tai had mentioned in passing that Matt had band practice Wednesday night in the schools gym, and I suddenly had an overwhelming urge to stay after school and catch up on my psychics. After an hour sitting the library chewing on pencils and staring restlessly up at the clock, I had decided to take a little stroll to the water fountain, and of course the best tasting water from any of the school fountains was conveniently next to the gym. After briefly dipping my lips in the fountain I'd straightened up and casually craned my neck to the side to peer into the window of the gym door. A deep frown had sagged my face as I realized that the gym was completely dark.

"So Hiroki I'll catch up with you later! I need to talk to Yamato." A high pitched girls voice had cooed.

Shit! I'd panicked, my eyes darting around for a place to hide.

"Yamato-kun! Who was that girl you were talking to at the club the other night? Your girlfriend?"

Quickly I'd made a dive for the nearest trash can stumbling in my haste and landing head first into it. Yick, tomatoes.

"Who Mimi?"

I'd froze, my heart seemed to stop.

"No, she could never be my girlfriend."

Suddenly the trashcan seemed like a rather fitting place to curl up and die.

"Yeah, I guess she isn't your type. You think she was prettier than me?"

I gagged, though whether it from what she said or from the retched stink of the trashcan I couldn't say.

"Hey Matt, your here late, been studying?" I heard Izzy's voice from the down the hall.

Matt mumbled something I couldn't hear, I heard the girl with him giggle.

"Yeah whatever, take it easy Matt." Izzy said. I could hear the brief rattle of his locker as he opened it.

"They're gone now."

I peeked my head out of the trash and gazed up at him pathetically. He smirked when he saw the bits of paper and god knows what lodged in my hair.

"I was just getting a drink of water." I muttered, too embarrassed to look at him.

He just laughed eyeing me over once again. "Bad day?" He asked , and held out his hand to help me out.

"Bad?" I'd wailed, my eyes growing wet. "This has been the most disgusting, and not mention most smelly, day of my life!"

Izzy smiled sympathetically. "I won't even ask."

I cringed again at how horrible the memory of it was. How could I possibly have been so stupid?

It was still early in the evening and I decided to take a detour to the park, for it always helped me think things through. I carried my shoes and continued walking through the park letting the grass tickle my toes, and watching kids run by carelessly playing and shouting amongst each other. How I longed to go back to those days, being a kid was being truly free. And back then I was with Tai, everything was so much simpler then, everything was with him. Unlike with Matt.

Matt. No one confused, irritated, or frustrated me more. Though some how something seemed to endlessly draw me too him, like some mute voice I know is speaking to me but there are no words I can hear to help me understand.

As I walked, I came to a bench where I sat down and just looked around letting my mind be at ease for at least for a moment. The sun was beginning to set, painting the sky with all the pretty pinks and oranges preparing it for the velvet blue, which was sure to come. The park was beginning to empty as all the kids went home. I closed my eyes trying to absorb the feeling of tranquility that seemed to come over the place. That was when I heard it: The sound of a rich deep voice softly singing the tune of a melody I had never heard before.

I opened my eyes to look around to find where the voice was coming from. A tree not far away from where I was sitting, I saw a familiar figure sitting alone scribbling notes down on a piece of paper. My heart skipped a few beats; I knew that could have been no other than Matt, only his voice could so sound so mournful yet heavenly at the same time.

He's actually alone…this is my chance to finally talk to him, I thought biting my bottom lip. I held my breath, and headed toward him.

When I got to the tree I leaned up against it beside him to take a peek at what he was writing. He looked up calmly at me, as if it was no surprise to him whatsoever that I would be there. It seemed as if he was almost expecting me.

He when his eyes met mine a strange smile crossed his lips and looked thoughtfully down at his pad and pencil before tossing down onto the grass beside him.

"I had the weirdest feeling you'd come here." He murmured, looking off at the sunset.

"So then why did you come?"

Silence. His expression wavered a bit. I wondered if my mere presence irritated him. Growing somewhat irritated myself I continued.

"Seeing as how you've been avoiding me all week why stop now?"

"You sure make a lot of assumptions." He said dryly before he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

"I don't know what else to think, you tell me, how am I supposed to know what you think of me when you never even wrote me while I was gone. Not even once…" I whispered, my voice sounded sadder than I had intended it to be. I didn't even realize that it had made me sad till now.

"Is that why you've been so strange?" He asked focusing his eyes on mine. A light blush rose to my cheeks forcing me to look away; oh how I hoped he didn't notice.

"Look," he said softly and stood to look at me. "I'm sorry."

I didn't look at him, I still felt horribly unsatisfied. After everything that has happened a simple apology just didn't feel like enough. As I watched him slowly walk something in me grew desperate and snapped.

"So that's it?"

He paused briefly in mid stride. "That's what you wanted to hear isn't it?"

"What? Is that the only reason you apologized? Because you thought I wanted to hear it?"
He turned and looked impassively at me. "Which answer will make you stop asking me questions?"

"Oh." Fire. Anger. Rage. HATE!

It occurred to me at that very moment, that never in my life had I ever hated anyone more than Yamato Ishida. I could do nothing but stare directly back at him until suddenly the image became blurred and distorted. Fat tear drops of anger welled up in my eyes and spilled down my cheeks before I could even stop them.

Matt just looked away. "Mimi I didn't--"

"Well forgive me for ever trying to talk to you!" I cried. He looked up quickly shocked by my outburst. I was just as surprised. No one had ever made me feel so angry before in my life. He was the first one who has ever brought it out in me. "I should have known! I should have forgotten you just as easily as you'd forgotten me while I was gone!"

Matt's eyes burned. I turned away unable to look at him any longer, leaning into the tree feeling the scratchiness of the bark against my hands.

"What can I say?" He started coldly. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe I didn't see a point since never in our entire friendship had we ever really talked? That I didn't write you cause I honestly didn't think you'd give a damn since I knew that Tai was the only one you wanted to hear from?"

I jerked my head back to look at him.

"What?"

He just shook his head in disgust turning away to leave. "Forget it."

"No!" I yelled after him. "Wait a minute, what the hell does Tai have to do with this?"

He ignored me completely and just kept walking forcing me to run after him, trailing a few steps behind.

"Matt, wait!" I reached out for his arm but suddenly he stopped and turned, grabbing my wrist almost ruthlessly to stop it from touching him. I thought he was going to push me away, but before I even knew what was happening, his lips were suddenly pressed down hard on mine, kissing me passionately. I met his lips just as fiercely letting my arms take life of their own as they coiled around his neck pulling him closer to me. His arms grasped tightly around my waist pressing my body against his. We clung to each other as if we were the other's saviors in the world that was always falling. My heart raced fast within my chest as the kiss continued, I could feel his heart beating at the same pace, as though racing each other.

He pulled away as though shocked by his own actions. "Mimi I--"

"No, don't say anything." I whispered and moved closer to him again. I leaned into him and softly kissed him repeatedly until I felt him respond, and once again became one.

Any thoughts I had about anything but him vanished. Nothing seemed important but the fact I was here, wrapped safely in his arms, with him; that's all that mattered.

My fingers slid up his neck and into his hair, I could feel him kiss the hollow of my neck in return. He gazed then, back into my eyes where I could so much more than I ever had, I felt as though I could almost drown, so many feelings brazed through those eyes, yet I couldn't place a label on any of them.

I knew from that moment, that this was where I belonged. As long as I had him I didn't need anyone else, for words with him were meaningless, we could understand each other by just looking into our eyes.

I laid my head against his chest enjoying the smell of the musky scent of his cologne mixed with cigarette smoke and the smallest hint of sweat left from his earlier practice. I listened to his heartbeat as I felt him run his fingers gently through my hair, playing and teasing each strand. Neither one of us seemed inclined to speak, I guessed it was because we didn't want this moment to end...or maybe, more realistically, both of us to were shocked to speak. Though my mind refused to let myself enjoy this feeling completely. I couldn't stop thinking about what would happen tomorrow, if any of this was real. And the worst thought yet was...what about Tai?