Stranded with your ex Chapter 6: The Wall between want, a digimon fanfic

Hi! Sorry I hsaven't updated sooner! My computer is being a complete ass by not letting me access the internet, so I have to use my mom's. And it's a bit slow, but hey, it's a computer with internet access. Anyway, I think this chapter is a little longer than the others, which is good, because I have been trying to make my chapters longer. To me they're dreadfully short.

I don't own Green Day, Three Days Grace, or any of the other things in here, except for the plot.

Also, just wondering, has anyone here read The Princess Bride or The Good Earth? If not, I would suggest them for summer reads. They're long enough to keep you busy, but not boring. And here are my many thanks to my readers!

To: Angel: Hehe, that's good. I was hoping no one would catch on too early. Anyway, that's good. I've been out of school for 3 or 4 weeks, but this year I have to go to 9th grade, which is High School. yuckie. Thanks!

To I-can't-be-Perfect: Aww, thanks! My friend Kristina, who is a totaly Green Day Freak like me, said it was... what was it? Well, I forgot what she said it was, but it was something like I was going against Green Day. Oh well!

To dr phil is sexy: hehe, me and Kristina were cracking up. I guess she does sound like a sex deprived monkey! And I'm not sure about femenazis. Funny term, but i guess I kinda lean towars feminism. Oh well, it was funny anyway! Life time? Huh? Sorry but how does it remind you of LIfe time? (not mine) Lol, thanks for reviewing!

To Princessstphanie: Thank you! I unfortunately didn't get any votes except yours, so I guess that sucks. Oh well. That sounds like so much fun. Hehe.

To KoumiLoccness: Umm, Did I call you a girl? If I did, soo sorry. hehehehehe... didn't know... hehehehe (nervous laugh)

To Reh: Thank you! I hope you like this one! It's a bit longer!

To josiewitchgirl: Lol, I'm sorry! I hate it (but love it) when stories do that to me! But I guess that means that they're written with deep meaning. Lol, I guess that's good! And if you were Matt, I'd be after you... but that wouldbe a bit lesbo... hehehe (again, nervous laugh) ANYWAY, thanks for reviewing! lol.

P.S. Bravo to the Angels on their string of recent wins! I know they've lost a couple too, but oh well! Yay!

Mrs. Ishida presents...

Chap. 6

Matt POV

Still hung up on what happened. What exactly was she dreaming about? It was the burning question that I couldn't ask: I mean, you just don't ask an ex-girlfriend who she was dreaming of... dreaming of getting an orgy from! You just don't! I don't think you should ask anyone that. And it's Mimi! Just the fact that it's a chick too! I mean, I can understand a guy, at this age, unfortunately it's happened to me before, but you usually don't see or hear about it happening to girls. Why am I thinking about all this? I'm such a perv. Anyway, my not being able to talk to her because she hates my guts inspired me to write some more song. At this rate, I'll never get anything done! And when I get back, the first thing that the band will wonder is what I spent my time doing stuck up here if I didn't write lyrics. And they'll get wrong thoughts in their heads, because they're morons, and accuse me and Mimi of... well, you get the picture. Not that I'd mind, of course... but, hey, I'm a guy, we're just naturally driven for that sort of thing. If Mimi knew what I was thinking of doing right now, she'd give me an earful, then seriously kick my ass. She may be a cheerleader, but you do not want to see little Ms. Tachikawa over there angry. Anyway, only a few lines, but still, it's something; damn writer's block.

Every time we lie awake, after every hit we take

Every feeling that I get, but I haven't missed you yet

Only when I stop to think about it

I hate everything about you, why do I love you?

Only when I stop to think about you, I know,

Only when you stop to think about me, do you know...

I hate everything about you, why do I love you?

Actually, that's more than a few lines... I'm rather proud of myself! I know it's basically the same thing over and over again, but who will notice?

She had gone to sleep hours earlier, and I hadn't noticed any signs of activity... yet. Just kidding.

Surprisingly, the little fire has kept this cabin nice and warm, and I'd forgotten it was raining. After hours of just sitting down doing practically nothing, it was such a relief to finally get up and stretch. But something made me turn around; not only did I think I hear something from the sleeping girl, but it was one of those weird feelings like you're being watched. But no, she's still sleeping; as peaceful, and as beautiful as ever. After taking a moment to admire her, I went over to the small window, and smiled a bit. The rain looked like it had long quit pummeling the ground, and had reduced to a drizzle. I could even see a little bit of the sun coming up over the distant mountains through the clouds and light fog.

Mimi POV

I was having some weird dream; It had something to do with a truck and orange boots. Don't ask. Anyway, I think one of the reasons I woke up was the stirring next to me. I was awake but still had my eyes closed. When I finally did open my eyes, I was rewarded quite generously with the sight of the gorgeous blonde streching, making his black shirt come up showing off and flexing those muscles. I'm such a girl, but hey, if you were there, you'd think he's fine too. And not that I'd ever admit this to anyone if you paid me, but he does have quite a fine ass. I'm hopeless. I can't believe how much in love with him I still am with him! It's pathetic!

I accidentally let out a little sigh and a quiet little squeal when he stopped, as if he knew, terrified that he did. I closed my eyes, but was still able to see, and just as I did, I saw him turn around and look at me funny. Thank god he didn't see me checking him out. I'm supposed to hate him. Damnit.

Matt POV

Maybe today will be the day when they come back for us. Or maybe not. I bet no one noticed. Knowing my friends, they're still arguing over what key the song is in or someting stupid like that. And from my experience with Mimi's friends, they're probably arguing over which overpaid male model in their stupid teen magazene has a better body, when there are a handful of guys at school, myself included, who look 10 times as good. Ughh.

And when they do notice we're gone, it'll take them another 2 days to get here; it was a long, torturous, 2 day trip. I had nothing to do, and my dad threatened me with summer school and no rehearsals for a month if I didn't go. So I got stuck on the bus from hell, on the trip from hell, with the ex-girlfriend from hell, to the forest from hell. Yay for me.

Mimi POV

I opened my eyes again when I was sure he was looking away. Sure enough, he was staring out the window with a look of deep thought. Again, I had to sigh; he looked sooo handsome, and just the thought of him at all made my heart skip beats. I guess my staring got to him, because he turned around. With last night's events still fresh in my memory, I had to look away and blush quite a bit; that, and he caught me staring at me, probably with this stupid lovey-dovey face on.

"Good morning!" he said cheerily, not showing a hint of teasing. Thank god.

"Good morning," I mumbled back, still not able to look at him. He came back down to sit next to me, stretching his long legs out.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked. I had to look over; something in his tone said he wanted me to say something. What the hell, why not?

"Yeah, how about you?" and with that, I wanted to talk to him too. This small talk was gonna kill me.

"Yup," he said, with a fake smile on. I knew him too well to know that it was all completely fake. But I couldn't say anything; first of all, this was playing out almost exactly like my dream...and second, if I did, I would completely give myself away. I just know it. This sucks ass!

"Sooo..." I said, hoping he'd get the hint and talk to me. Instead...

"Sooo..." he replied, looking over at his feet. Urrrgg! Men are so slow! What an ass! If only he knew how frustrating this is!

"Umm... what are we gonna do about food, Matt? We have none on us, unless you have any junk food in that backpack of yours," I said. Oooh, this was a good topic; there was no way he could ignore me now!

"I have ..." he said, as he leaned over to pull over his backpack, and I was rewarded yet again, only this time with the sight of his sweet 6-pack as his shirt fell from his stomach. This time my sigh was from memories of us together; I remember how incredibly soft it was to lay my head over is stomach, even though his abs are rock hard, and I remember the dates on the beach, at sunset when there was no one there, we'd run like maniacs through the waves. Damnit again.

"... 2 bags of chips, 1 bottle of soda, umm," he continued, rummaging through and pulling out the contents of his beat up old black backpack, littlered with writing. Me and all of his friends wrote all over it all the time. I wonder why he kept it? He surely must hate me now, and all over it I wrote cheesy crap like "I love you baby!" and "My #1 man!"

"...uhh, about 10 Reeses Cups (not mine!), 3 or 4 gigantic Hershey Bars (not mine!), umm, some of that crappy cheese popcorn you get at the gas station, a big ol' bottle of water, another bottle of soda, Sprite (sigh, not mine... getting annoying huh?) some mints, oooh! Some nerds!" he exclaimed happily, I rolled my eyes. He always loved Nerds above all other candy. (nerds are not mine... duh.)

"And I think that's i- oh, wait, what the hell? Why... ok, I think my dad has lost it." he said puzzled, And before I could ask why, he pulled out a tiny T.V. dinner.

"How do you know it was your father, Matt? It's not nice to accuse people of weird things like that!" I said, crossing my arms.

"Because T.K. wouldn't put this in here, and I sure as hell didn't... or wouldn't. Oh well, food is food." he sighed, and set it down with a klunk on the hard wooden floor. I noticed his backpack was still stuffed after all of this that he pulled out.

"God Matt, what else do you have in there? That thing's packed!" I said, eyesing his backpack. He grinned one of those naughty-thoughts grins. Uh-oh.

"You really wanna know?" he asked, and before I could answer, he dumped it all out. A few random things piled out, like shirts, pants, socks, and 2 pairs of shoes, but then at the bottom came the boxers. Beautiful.

"Matt! What the hell!" I screeched, thoroughly angry at being embarrassed like that. He started laughing. Urg.

"What? I didn't do anything! You asked!" he answered, still laughing. What's worse is these are the boxers I got for him. Before you ask, we had a habit of buying weird things for each other for each toher's birthday, among normal items. For his 16th birthday, I got him this really odd but must-buy pair of boxers; they were bright pink, and had "sexy beast" in black letters on the behind. His face was so classic when he pulled them out of the box (this was after the party, so no one knows what I got him... except maybe his father, who got quite a surprise, I heard, the next time he did laundry...)

"Matt, put those away! I don't want to see your boxers!" The hell I don't... I immediately thought.

Matt POV

Wow, I love making this woman angry! She's just so funny! And she did ask what was in here! Thankfully I packed my special boxers. Yes, they're sill special to me, and I still wear them.

"Matt, put those away! I don't want to see your boxers!" she squealed. It hurt my ears, but it was still funny. the hell she doesn't... I thought afterwards. Who wouldn't want to see this gorgeous body in just boxers? It's too beautiful a sight! Just kidding, I'm not that big-headed.

"Ok, fine Mimi, calm down, it was just a joke." I said, still smirking as I packed everything back in my backpack.

"You think everything's a joke you jackass!" she screeched. "What the hell!"

"Mimi, calm down, you're going to get a heart attack," I said, laying my heand on her shoulder.

"I will if I have to keep living here with you!" Ouch. That one hurt.

"God woman, are you menstrual or something!" I yelled. Then, SLAP! Her hand came flying across my face, and this one actually stung. Like hell.

"That is none of your business, you moron!" she yelled. She's probably right.

Mimi POV

How dare he ask me if I'm menstrual or not just because I'm upset! What a jerk! So I gave him what he deserved. A rightfully placed slap. Damn him. Damn my love for him.

"Mimi, could you please just listen for a minute! We will get out of here! And then you can ignore me and hate me for the rest of your life if you want! But as for now, you're just going to have to work with me! I know you hate me, but you're just going to have to put that aside!" he yelled, and it just came to me how unfair I was being. Here he was trying to make everything work, and I was being a complete and utter bitch. I can't believe he honestly thinks I hate him and want to be away from him. Why, I'd love nothing more than to hold him, tell him how much I love him, bury my face in his neck, and just be with him forever. I couldn't help almost crying. I could feel my eyes watering, and my bottom lip quivering. He immediately looked sorry; like he could tell I was about to cry.

"Mimi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I-" he trailed off, looking at me with those sad eyes that always made me feel so sorry for him.

"No, I'm sorry, for being a bitch... sorry I slapped you... I didn't mean to be so..." I also trailed off, not being able to think of anything. An uncomfortable silent moment passed.

"Look, I'm sorry, you're sorry, let's just forget about this whole argument, and work on a solution for our problems," he said, with a reassuring smile. I smiled back at him.

"Sounds good," I whispered. And at the same moment, we looked up at each other, got up, and embraced each toher in a long needed hug. And this time it was real. It felt so good to be in his arms again, for real, to be able to wrap my arms around him as tight as I wanted, to be able to smell that much-missed scent of cologne, whatever he used for his hair, and just him.

Matt POV

Wow, I didn't expect she'd let me hug her! Or get near her at all! Wel, should I complain? I'll just enjoy thins for as long as it lasts. I didn't realize how much I missed this until I thought of the moment of us breaking away again, and getting the feeling of discomfort and unwilligness in the pit of my stomach. So I immediately pushed that out of my mind, and filled my head with the feeling of her arms around me, the scent of her beautiful hair, and just the happiness that had momentarily returned to me. I know all this is really sappy, but no matter how much they won't admit it, every guy who loves a girl gets this feeling when they're with her. JUst admit it. It may not be macho, but it's real. And wonderful.

Finally, some fluff for the poor (sex deprived primates, haha...I'll remember that one!) teens! Hopefully Mimi will open up to Matt, and vise versa. But when will they finally get it together? I dunno. I still have to write it. Lol. Please review!