A/N: I guess you guys are very, very, very mad with me, right? *sniffs* I'M SO SORRY!!! I just couldn't get on the net... I just CAN'T get on net during weekdays, and then I just couldn't post this chapter on the Wednesday as promised... T-T I feel soooooooo bad right now!! *sniffs*

AND BESIDES, YOU GUYS LIKED IT!! WHEN I THOUGHT IT COULD HAVE BEEN A LOT BETTER!! I thank you so much because of it... I swear I will make it really just because you guys deserve it...

Right, Music Chick? ^^

*ahem* But I guess that wasn't the only reason, ne? *sweatdrops* I have Writer's Block for Digimon fics, people, you can't really blame me T-T Gomen, gomen! BUT I'LL DO MY BEST! ^_^ Because this is a birthday present, isn't it? It gotta be good!

"__" is talking
italic is thinking/flashback
() are my intrusions

Disclaimer: Lily (that's me) does not own Digimon. She doesn't even own Irene, that's Music Chick's character, not mine, and she's here under her permission!! ^-^

Coupling: Renato (Irene (Ren) + Yamato)

Warning: Jun Motomiya bashing =P

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Matt, Himself and Irene

II of V

By: Lily Maxwell

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Yamato sat in his usual sit by the window, totally ignoring the world around him as he waited for the teacher to come. He was bored out of his mind, and was still thinking why suddenly after summer break 10 girls in his classes suddenly started smiling widely at him, and giggling, and doing everything to touch him.

It's not like it hadn't happened before, but what the heck, what was going on?!

Even Mimi, the most popular and cute and lovely girl in school had been acting strange around him, blushing like mad, and he had absolutely no clue why (A/N: We can't say the same now, can we?).

Yamato sighed as the minutes of relaxing were about to end, when he spotted someone unknown entering the school grounds. A girl.

She had light brown curly hair that came to her shoulders. Yamato couldn't really see, but she had brown eyes, and fair skin. She walked hurriedly towards the school gates.

He blinked. Was she a new girl or something?

That's very good news. A voice inside his head said, and Yamato shook his head. There was that annoying voice again.

He once again sighed when he remembered something that happened months ago...

*Flashback*

Yamato has been acting strange for a month now. One morning, Takeru (a.k.a. TK), his younger brother, noticed Yamato entering the living room... at 5:00 AM. It wasn't like he had never seen it before, but it was time to do something. Because every time, when TK went to talk to him when he woke up, he had sort of an amnesia and knew nothing of the night before.

TK told their parents and they decided to take him to a doctor. He said there was actually nothing wrong with him physically. But then he told them to take him to a psychologist (A/N: I don't really know...) and he came with the solution days later.

"Double personality." Was what he said.

"What?!" was their obvious answer.

"Apparently something very bad happened to Mr. Ishida, and he was very angry about it. He decided by ignoring it and, unconsciously, created a new form, who did not ignore all the pain and hurt and anger." The doctor had told them.

"Matt..." TK whispered and Yamato eyed him curiously.

Once at home, Yamato hold his medicine bottle and looked at TK.

"What exactly does he do?" he asked, and TK shrugged.

"Apparently he's very social and popular... mainly among girls... And he always comes home at 5:00 AM." TK said, and Yamato frowned.

"Where did he stay before that?" he asked, and TK sweatdropped.

"Uh.... we could always imagine, ne?" he answered, and stood, walking away.

Yamato's eyes widened as a thought came to his head, but he shook it away.

It was way too impossible.

*End of flashback*

But then every time he thought about it that damned thought came into his mind. He always tried to ignore it, but it cleared all his questions. The girls wanting to touch him, trying to talk to him, giggling and blushing around him.

Nooooooo. It's impossible. He thought, and decided that whenever that thought came to his head, he was probably going mad... der.

The teacher finally entered the class, and everybody hurried to their seats, some tripping and falling miserably to the ground, other hitting their legs and arms on the desks.

When everyone had finally reached their seats and had gained their composure back, the teacher cleared his throat to obtain the class' absolute attention.

"I'm glad to inform you, class, that we have a new student that will accompany us from now on." He said, and the whispers began. When the teacher motioned for someone to enter the class, the girl Yamato had seen before soon stood in front of the class, and he smirked.

Bingo. He thought, as he regarded his thought of her being a new student just a few minutes before.

Perfect! Another voice said, and Yamato frowned.

"Shut up." He said out loud, making the whole class look at him strangely, since he broke the silence. The teacher and the new girl eyed him as well.

"Something wrong, Mr. Ishida?" the teacher asked, while others laughed or stayed confused as hell.

"Uh?" Yamato turned his attention to his surroundings, and sweatdropped.

Great, I must have said something aloud. Now I'll be taken as insane or something. He thought angrily.

"It's nothing, Mr. Izumi." Yamato said, and the teacher nodded.

"As I was saying, this is Irene Mendez, and she's the new student." The teacher continued, and the girl nodded. "You can sit over there, Irene." He motioned to a sit in front of Yamato, and he rolled his eyes.

If she doesn't take me as a weirdo I'm fine with it. He thought.

She'll think many other different things about you later. Came the second voice.

Would you stop talking every time I think something? You are beginning to damn annoy me. Yamato told the voice.

And what are you planning on doing about it?

Well, the medicine I'm taking will soon take care of you forever, so I don't really have to do anything. He smirked.

Silence.

Great. Score: Yamato [one] x Matt [none] (A/N: It rhymed, that's what counts!)

At lunchtime...

Yamato sat under a tree in the school's gardens, looking in his bag for his medicine. But he couldn't find it anywhere. And that was bad. Very, very, very bad.

Isn't that very, very, very bad, Yamato? The second voice said.

Why don't you...

"SHUT UP!?" he yelled, gaining people's strange looks towards him, but he didn't notice.

Irene, saw when Yamato yelled outta nowhere, and stared strangely at him.

"Don't mind him." Said a voice behind her. "He usually does that sometimes."

Irene looked around, and found her face-to-face with the school's sweetheart: Mimi Tachikawa. She was smiling at Irene, and looked dreamy-like towards Yamato.

"That's Yamato Ishida. He may look like he is a weirdo, but in reality... *dreamy sigh* He's just perfect..." Mimi said, and Irene looked at her quizzically.

"In what way? For physically he looks like a gel-robber and mentally looks like a insane weirdo." Irene pointed, and Mimi giggled.

"He's the most hot, gentle, intelligent, hot, amazing, caring, hot boy you'll ever find in this school." She breathed, and Irene looked her at even more strangely.

Looks like a Hearts Joker for me. Irene thought. (A/N: That makes sense, doesn't it?)

Irene smiled a fake smile to the strange girl and started to walk away. Taking a last look at the insane dude, she noticed Yamato was...

Looking at her.

With a strange look?

Matt looked at Irene. The lack of the medicine finally allowed him to come out, and now it was time to play. He smirked and stood up, walking towards the girl, who was stunned where she was. He smirked more.

She's just waiting for me.

He's totally nuts, he starts smirking out of nowhere and talks to himself. He damn yells to himself! Irene thought, as the guy in particular walked towards her. Great, now he's ready to strike.

"Hello, you're the new girl, Irene, right?" Matt asked her, and she started walking. He, of course, walked after her.

"Yes, that'd be me." she said nodding.

"Can I call you Ren?" Matt asked hopefully.

"Only my friends can call me Ren." Irene said.

"So, Ren..."

"I never said you were my friend." Irene smirked to him, and turned on a corner, leaving Matt there, standing, kind of confused.

Is she trying to refuse me? he thought. Then he grinned. Hard-to-get, huh? That won't last long.

[ To be concluded... ]

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