A/N: Okay, so like I said, I've changed some things in this fic. First of all, now it'll have 5 parts instead of 3. No, it's not because of the late updates, it's because it wouldn't be actually a fic if it had just 3 chapters. I mean, Matt/Yamato met Irene just last chapter, isn't it? They couldn't be friends, fall in love, and get together all in just one chapter. You guys would probably be kind of mad with me if I did, because it would be way too unreal, don't you thinkNow, I'll stop babbling, and you can go on with the fic.
"__" is talking
italic is thinking
() 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
III of V
By: Lily Maxwell
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Matt followed Irene when the school was over. Oh yeah, it sure would be his great time to strike. It had impressed him, really. No girl had ever played "hard-to-get" with him, since he was the hottest guy in the whole school!
When she was near the park, he decided it was time to do it. Running towards her, he called her name and waved. She looked back at him and rolled her eyes.
Oh no, not him. She thought.
"Heeeeey, Re- I mean, hey Irene!" Matt said, crossing his arms and doing his best seductive smile on his face. Irene smiled a fake smile.
"What do you want, Yamato?" she asked him. Okay, so it's not like she was this harsh to people she had just met. But c'mon, the guy barely knew her and was already trying to trick her with poor seductive traps?
"Matt, sweetly, call me Matt." Matt said, moving his eyebrows in a sexy way (Dun ask, ask him, he's the psycho personality one).
"Okay, so rephrase that: what the hell do you want, Matt?" Irene asked, smiling.
"I was wondering... what are you doing this afternoon?" he asked, blinking sweetly.
"It's not like it's some of your business." She said, raising one eyebrow. She searched on her pocket and took out a jellybeans pack, and stuffed some on her mouth.
"Oh, c'mon Ren..." he asked, pulling her close to him. He grabbed her jellybeans pack and threw it away. "... don't you want to spend the day with me?" he asked.
"HEY! How dare you?!" she asked, and kicked him 'where-the-sun-don't-shine'. Matt fell to the ground in pain.
"Don't you dare TOUCH me again, Yamato Ishida, and... OH!!" she ran to her jellybeans, who were now spilled all over the grass. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY JELLYBEANS!!" she cried out, and pouted, glaring hard at him.
He turned to look at her, still in pain, but with a confused frown.
"What?!" he asked. Irene fumed.
"YOU KNOW WHAT!" she yelled, and people started to look strangely at them.
"Look..." the teen said, standing up. "There's something... you need... to know..." he said.
"Oh yeah, like what?" Irene asked. "That you are a total jerk? I know that already." She said, and crossed her arms.
"No, it's not that..." he managed to recompose his composure, but was still in pain. "I've got some issues..."
"I noticed." Irene said, raising her eyebrows. The jerk shook his head.
"No, it's like... I have double personality." Yamato said, and Irene blinked. She blinked some more. And some more.
Irene then started laughing, and then threw a rock on his head.
"Look, I've heard better excuses before." She stuck her tongue out at him. "I don't believe you." Yamato sighed.
He then began to search in his bag, like he had done before, looking for his medicine. Last time, Matt took over before he could find it, but now he found it pretty quickly. He took it and showed to Irene.
"See this?" he said. "It's my medicine. It helps in the cases of double personality, it kind of... makes the other guy in me disappear." Irene looked closely to the bottle.
"Hmm..." she muttered. Then she sighed. "Okay, so what if it is true?" she asked, still angry. MY JELLYBEANS!! It kept screaming in her head.
"So I'm sorry." Yamato said, and Irene blinked.
"Huh?" she said, kind of surprised.
"I kinda feel... like you kicked me hard." Yamato said. "So, probably the jerk did something to you, right? I'm sorry." he told her, who looked at him with narrowed eyes, as if searching if he was telling the truth.
"Apologies accepted." She said, and started to walk away, when Yamato called her. She cringed her teeth.
"What did he do to you?" Yamato asked, and Irene narrowed her eyes.
"I kicked him 'there', try and figure out by yourself." She said, and then crossed her arms.
"That bad?" Yamato asked, sweatdropping.
"Yeah, that bad." She said, and then remembered her jellybeans. "Oh, and you owe me a new pack of jbs." She continued. "Unless you want to die."
"Huh? Jbs?" Yamato asked, and she pointed to a spot on the ground, where there were many jellybeans spilled all over.
"Anyone who messes with my jellybeans, gets me very pissed." Irene said in a threatening tone and walked away, leaving Yamato to blink and sweatdrop more.
Walking away from the place, he ran towards a small shop, to buy her a new pack of jellybeans. If he didn't, he was sure she was really going to kill him.
Irene walked inside her apartment, and walking over to her room, she sighed. With her parents recently separated, she didn't feel quite good at the moment, and having a guy trying to gain her and losing a jellybeans pack in one day kind of make it all worse.
She walked over to a corner, and grabbed her acoustic guitar. She started to play some sweet melodies, to try and calm her spirit. With the lovely tune, she relaxed, but then remembered the jerk. Double personality?
It was very difficult to believe in such a thing. She would have to search something about that. Theeeeen...
She smirked. She could take her revenge. Like I may have told you, no one touched her jellybeans without getting punished.
No one.
[ To be concluded... ]
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