Hi again! Finally, I'm updating! Hey, anyone live in the D.C, NY, Or Penn. area? Because me and a group in my school went there for a couple days. It was so much fun, and so different from California! Anyway, I've been thinking of having a contest. Tell me if you think it's a good idea. I have a rough plan for this contest, but I'll let you know later when it's fully developed. Also, I go a myspace account. Anyone with myspace? And, over the weekend I got Goodies and Shenanigans (not mine). they're pretty good. Ummm... what else? This chappie is based on a stupid dream of a certain idiot. Jackass. Anyway, here's my list of well deserved thanks! P.S. I don't own Green Day, any of their songs, or Digimon

To KoumiLoccness: Umm... thanks... I guess I'm just blonde in these areas... lol, no offense to blondes... Hehe but I do like blue. Much better than red.

To dr phil is sexy: First of all, I love your name. It made me crack up. An second, thank you for giving me your honest opinion. I read over my first chappie, and I tried to make the writing similar, because, you're right, it is different. Lol, srry 'bout that, guess I was a bit pressed for time. Anyway, thanks for reviewing! Hope you like this chappie... it really has a meaning with me, so hopefully it'll be better.

To Reh: Thank you! I always despise my beginnings, they always seem to bore me too. I hope this chappie tops the other ones! Thank you for reviewing!

To deb's: I was seriously debating whether thy should or not! It was (and is) driving me crazy! Lol, I'm addicted to mushy fluff. How sad! Anyway, thanks!

To Josiewitchgirl: Aww, thank you! I don't know if this chappie will be funny (it's not really meant to be) it's just sort of when Mimi finally lets herself be. Finally. Lol, thanks for reviewing!

To mattmimiishida: Thank you! I like a good Mimato myself! Couldn't find your fic... put in the name in the next review... I'll definitely read it, lol! Thanks for reviewing!

To: Angel: I know! I luved Anekin, but omg he turned out to be such a man-bitch! Hehe, stupid I know, but I was mad for the rest of the night! I feel so sorry for her too! Anyway, Thank you for reviewing!

To princessstephanie: Congrats on becoming a teenager! Personally, I thought 8th grade kinda sucked, but that's just me. I still have about 6 months till I turn 15. Oh, and my accounts: mrsbilliejoearmstr0ng, and lilymon9, but I don't use that one realy anymore. Oh, and if you want to see a funny background, (if you love Green Day) go to mrsbilliejosarmstr0ng's page. I luved it the moment I saw it!

Thanks to all y'all!

Mrs. Ishida presents...

chapter 5

Mimi POV

We had long set up our sleeping bags; his being navy blue and mine being, what else? Pink. It's the most awesome color! (A/N: I personally think blue is the most awesome color, but I'm not Mimi...). I cold tell from the lack of very audible snoring and the stillness of the bag next to me that neither of us were asleep. I had gone to bed hours ago, and have had my eyes closed for hours, but my mind was still buzzing with thought. What was it about having him near me that turned me into something that he could control? Why can't I control myself, or for that matter, my thoughts on him? With nothing else to do, I finally opened my eyes and looked up. To my surprise, Matt was still awake, not writing anything new. Just staring into the fire, with a tired, pained expression that made me succumb to a wave of sympathy. I sat up.

"Matt, you look upset... what's wrong?" I asked sincerely, and my heart gave a leap, a pained leap, when he looked over. Man, he looked exhausted, like he had the world on his shoulders.

"Nothing's wrong, Mimi. go back to sleep," he said quietly, turning to stare right back into the fire, his expression not changing. I had to figure out what was wrong; I couldn't bear to see him like this. I crawled out of my sleeping bag and sat facing him, ony about an inch (at the most) away.

"Matt, please tell me. I want to help you," I pleaded, determined not to give up. When he said nothing, and another silent minute passed, I couldn't handle it anymore. I didn't even fight with the voice in my head. I crawled over to where I was behind him, and wrapped my arms around him, settling my head on his shoulder and burying my face in his neck. Even if he wouldn't tell me what was bothering him, I could still tell he needed comfort right now, and I was prepared to help him out in any way I could. I surprised myself by actually letting myself enjoy this moment completely, taking in that dangerous mix of his almost faded cologne and just his natural scent. Even though I was suposed to be there for him right now, I felt so safe and protected, like nothing could go wrong anymore. How could this be wrong? How could I have ever told myself this was wrong, and denied myself of it? It's like I was anorexic, only not with food. In a weird way.

"Mimi..." I barely heard him, even though I was this close, and my arms instantly became covered with goosebumps as he trailed his hands down my arms and onto my own hands. A second later, unexpectedly, but most certainly not unwelcome, he turned around so he was facing me. And there we were, holding each other like we used to; our arms tightly around each other, my face still buried in his neck, his head leaned forward so, and he used to explain, he coul kiss me easily if he wanted to.

"Now Matt, please tell me what's on your mind. I want to help you; I hate seeing you so upset," I said honestly, not giving a damn about how 'i didn't love him anymore' or 'how I need to be strong as a single women, free from dependancy on men'. To hell with that.

"It's complicated, Mimi, it really is. the truth is, I still love you just as much as the day I asked you to be mine, and I'll probably never get over this. I want to be there for you, and I'm ready and willing to work hard for our relationship. Hell, I'd even give up my band if it meant that I could have you again, Meems," he said softly, gently kissig my forehead. His words hit me like a truck, and for a minute, I couldn't breathe. My heart was racing from a mix of elation and shock. He still loved me? I was torturing myself for no reason! I finally got up the courage to look up at him, and say what I've been trying to deny for so long.

"Matt, If that's true, then I'm willing to try too. You don't have to give up your band; you don't have to give up anything, except for the reasoning that you had before we broke up; you don't have to spend one penny on me; it's not the things you can buy I want; It's you, it's always been you. I still love you too," There! I said it! Ha! No more torture, just happiness, and the way we were before! We were only a few centimeters away from each other now, and the voice inside my head screaming to kiss him again was making me dizzy and giving me a headache. I'm glad Matt is as forward as he is. I wouldn't be able to take it another second if he hadn't kissed me first, and soon.

Within a short while, it was no longer the simple, innocent, gentle little kiss. I had been deprived for so long, that every ounce of self control I'd had had evaporated. It seemed the same with him too. Before I knew it, I felt the hard floor beneath my back, and once again felt his heavy body crushing mine. I was in a bit of pain, yes, but I could deal with it, if this was the reason for it! I was so happy now; I had Matt back, he still genuinely loved me, and everything was right. How in the world could I ever think this was wrong; to feel this way about him? In my passion muddled mind, I could still barely hear the wind and the rain, and the annoying drip drip of the ceiling onto the dusty floor, but half of the reasong wasn't because of my mind. Shortness of breath, heavy breathing, and yes, I'm a bit ashamed to admit it, me making noise. He went from my mouth to my neck slowing down the pace a bit so we could both take a breather.

"Mimi, I love you, and I always will," I heard him say with his free breath.

"Me too... I'll never make the mistake again..." I said breathlessly.

"Mimi... Mimi..."

"Hmmmm?" I asked, to lazy to answer.

"Mimi, what are you saying? Mimi, wake up!" He got louder and louder, stopping the kisses on my neck.

"Matt... no... don't stop... Matt..." I kept saying, and before I knew it, I felt his weight off of me, and something gripping my shoulder ather painfully. For some reason, I closed me eyes, and opened them a minute later. Looking straight up, I realized I wasn't where I was a minute ago, and a pair of clear blue eyes were above me, looking at me rather strangely. I panicked; did he think we took it too far? Was he angry with me?

"Mimi, are you ok?" What the hell? What does that have to do with anything?

"Yeah, Matt, of course I'm ok," I said softly, "But why'd you stop?" I asked, still desperately confused.

"Stop? Stop what? I wasn't doing anything, Mimi," He said suspiciously.

"What?" I asked, not believing this. How could he pretend what just happened, didn't happen? I just poured out my soul to him, and now he's playing dumb! What an ass!

"Meems, you were asleep one minute, and then you started twitching a bit, muttering something about help, pennies, and then you broke out in goosebumps. And then you started roling around, moaning like a sick bear and wheezing," he said a bit worriedly. What! It was all a dream? My heart nearly broke right there, with knowing that what had happened; he loved me, he'd take me back, wasn't true. Oh crap. And I still love him. Crap, crap, crap. And I had just nearly let him know, embarassingly, while rolling around moaning like I actually was making out with him. Damnit.

"Oh... umm... It was a nightmare... thanks for waking me up Matt," is tumbled over my words, trying to talk while I tried to sort everything out without bursting into tears.

"Ok... but you look like you're gonna cry..." he said with his hand still firmly on my shoulder. Damn emotions.

Matt POV

I was really trying hard to think of some lines for either of my songs. It seems that ever since we got here, I've had killer writer's block. I looked over at Mimi, and I had to smile a bit at the literal sleeping beauty beside me. She just looked so peaceful, and even had a little smile on. After a while of staring, I came up with a few more lines, ironically after looking at my secret love.

I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known don't where it goes, but it's home to me, and

uhhh... Oh! I got it! Brilliant I am. What a killer next line. I roll my eyes at myself.

I walk alone

for some reason, this reminded me of a dream I had, just a week after we broke up; when I actually got aome sleep. I was walking down the street, and it was pouring, and I ran into Mimi. When I woke up, I was so upset. I hated dreaming of her; it brought on way too much pain. I continued with my band, and she continued with cheerleading, but I still couldn't forget her. My friends resorted to called her Whatshername just to avoid my moodyness that would follow should they make the mistake of uttering her name in my presence. There was this one photo of us, in those machines at the mall where you pay a buck, and you get 4 pictures. I burned those. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't stand knowing that I still had them. I just wished I could've forgotten her. But then I didn't. With all these thoughts, inspiration came to me.

Thought I ran into you down on the street, then it turned out to only be a dream,

I made a point to burn all of the photographs, she went away and then I took a different path

I can remember the face, but I can't recall the name

Now I wonder how whatshername had been.

All this came withing 10 minutes of thnking and planning. My thought process was just so slow nowadays! I was just thinking of another line, when suddenly, the peaceful girl next to me starts rolling around, moaning like she's getting busy. And breathing hard. Whoa, what the hell is this? I tried to stay calm, but what exactly was she dreaming about? I grabbed her shoulder.

"Mimi, are you ok!" I asked, shaking her, waking her up, and she stopped moaning for the moment, but looked troubled.

"Yeah, Matt, of course I'm ok," I barely herad her say, "But why'd you stop?" Stop? Stop what!

"Stop? Stop what? I wasn't doing anything, Mimi," I said, trying so hard not to be jealous. Why should I be? It's just a dream... but with who?

"What?" she asked, unbelievably, with a hint of anger in her voice. I explained to her what she was doing, and with every word, her eyes got sadder and sadder. She excused it as a nightmare, but I knew better. I also knew better than to ask. She looked like she was gonna cry, but it was obvious that she wanted nothing to do with me from now on, and it hurt me to do so, but I had to comply. So I just let her be. But I couldn't get over the way she was looking at me, with the sad eyes, almost as if she didn't want to wake up, as if she had found complete happiness in her dream that just vanished the moment she woke up.

Whoa, is Mimi getting horny or what? Or is it just love? Well, finally, the woman has admitted it to herself. Now, will she realize Matt's feelings? Hmmm... I sense some trouble in the future... but then again, I'm writing this, so lol. Anyway, Please review! And soon, if I get enough yes votes, I'll put in that contest, and some Green Day facts in every chappie. If not, that's ok. Hehe, luv y'all, from the rediculously hot California!