Hey people! I'm so glad I finally found time to update! I was supposed to go bowling tonight, but my parents decided to go super strict Nazi on me and not let me go because it lasts till midnight. That kinda sucks, but I'll live. Anywho, I'm only 2 reviews away from getting to 100! And hopefully I think the end of this story is near... like I said before.. I have the first quarter of a new story I wanna piut out... but I'll feel bad because I still have 2 other stories that I wanna finish, but the idea just kinda... died. Lol. Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving! I know I did... my uncle gave me some white champagne, and it was good, and I stuffed myself on stuffing, really good grenn bean casserole, and CRANBERRY SAUCE! That stuff is the BEST! Lols... I don't know when my next update'll be... I have tomorrow off, but I have to go out with my mom, then the next day, evil school starts again, then I'm off to a nutritionist, and between my dad staring at me and yelling at me to eat, I have some appointments with a lovely psychologist. According to him, my friends, my parents, and my doctor, I'm anorexic! Yippee for me! It's soooo much fun. Well, wnough about me blabbering on about my own screwed up life. Here are my thank yous to all y'all who tokk some time to review! I love you guys!

To PaochiCute: Stupid internet didnt get your email address through. Dammit. Anyways, I was thinking of writing one too... My brain is flatulent, though. (lol, I heard that and started cacking up... I had to use it) If you wanna swap ideas, try me on Myspace for THEMrs.BillieJoeArmstrong. My picture should stick out. Let's just say I wasn't very pleased with my computer at the time. Lols.

To KoumiLoccness: Hmm.. Tai and Jun... that has always facinated me... they'd make an interesting couple, lol.

To RuRi-RuRi-728: Wow, I've had a lot of compliments, but I've never had any of my ideas called 'god'. Lol, I'm flattered! (blushes) Thank you! This chappie (I dont know If its any longer than the last but I think it's better written) is kind apointless, but it does show a different side to Matt.

To -Glittery-Bubbles-: Lol, you dont sound weird.. you sound kinda like me when I review! Either that, or when I'm spazzing sometimes... but thats nearly all the tie. Just ask my friends. Anyways thank you, I'll try to find your ficcie.

To Alien-Child: Thanks! I hope Matt will make you laugh... I was spacing out trying to think of what to make him say and my mind was just wandering. Lol.

To aoi senshi: Don't worry, I don't think I'll be dropping this story... I love making it up with the whole friends with benefits thing.

To digifreak: Let's see.. the only other anime I really liked was Card-Captors, and Sailor Moon. Oh yeah, and Pokemon (shivers) But I dont really consider that anime. Too kiddish. And yeah, I have seen seasons 3 and 4 of Digimon. Lrets jsut say I wasnt too pleased with them.. particularly the 3rd... and how they pretty much took the storyline of the first, tweaked a few names, and presented it as the 4th. :)

To Moonlight Star Phoenix: Don't worry, I thinkt he end is near... they've just got to gte over a few problems... but everything will work out ok. Thanks for the review!

To Kikyotheevilmayden: Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this chappie as much as the last! I tried to take more time and slow down a bit so hopefully its a bit more well written.

To Peligro: Awww, thanks! I've never had one of my fics be fantabulous before!

To Princessstephanie: Oh yeah, things are going great. And high school rocks my socks. I cant wait to go back on Monday! (rolls eyes) anyways, have I really been that different? how so? Damn, how things can change in a few months. A year ago, I was eating pizza, swimming every day, obsessed with acting and Hilary Duff, and now I'm just here. Bored. Depressed. And starting to go slightly suicidal. Wheeeeeeeeeeee. But anyways, thanks for the review! I hope you like this and future chapters!

To absolutgirl: I hope I came out with this chappie soon enough... seemed for a minute you were gonna have a heart attack! lols, love y'all!

To josiewitchgirl: Aww, I'm sorry about the wait! I hope this was soon enough! Haha

To JyoraKoumi: Sorkeru... I dont really have a problem with any coupling (well, I lie, I have a BIT of a problem with Sorato ((eye twitches))) but sorkeru... hmm... mothr type and little kid who acts like her son. To be honest, I dont believe I've read any Sorkeru... lol.

To luvisgood: I know, the last chapter was crap. (sad eyes). I think this one might be too because theres really no point, but I thought it was a bit funnier.

To mimato25cutielicious: hi! and thank you, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Mrs. Ishida presents...

Mimi POV

"A rock?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Not a rock,...rocks!" he said enthusiastically. No matter how much of a man he claimed to be, Matt was never gonna make it by himself in the world. Rocks?

"Rocks," I repeated slowly, with the same sarcastic tone.

"Yeah, Meems, like they do on TV! You just have the wood underneath the rocks, then you strike 'em together! It works every time! Trust me!" Oh god, where have I heard that before? That sounds so incredibly Tai-like it scares me. I fold my arms across my stomach.

"Riiight. Then after you make us a fire with your brilliant rock plan, then I suppose you'll make us a homemade country style breakfast using nothing but more rocks and some sticks. Oh, and maybe you can grow some grain for our bread!" I said with a giggle. He turned around from his position on the ground, arranging the firewood in the fireplace, and glared at me.

"Well, you don't have any better ideas for getting the fire re-started without any matches, do you?" he said sarcastically, the muttered, "It's not my fault somebody let the fire go out in the first place!"

'Excuse me, it wasn't like I really could do anything, Mr. We-can-restart-it-later-I-dont-wanna-let-you-go. It's not that easy to restart a fire with a 130ish pound guy on you" I smirked at the memory, and without him even turning around, I knew he was too. Let's just say that we didn't get much sleep last night, and Matt sure did miss being able to kiss and hold me. And who is a damn good kisser, I added mentally.

"Hey, it's also not my fault the you're so irresistible," he said, making me blush a bit. And before I could reply with anything, he suddenly hopped up to his feet, looking very optimistic. "Rocks, please," he requested, like someone about to perform a magic trick, and I rolling my eyes, handed the two good sized black rocks to him.

"Matt, you watch too much T.V."

"I swear, this'll work! Have you no faith?" he asked, while furiously striking them together. I swear, I love the boy more than anything, but this was taking all I had not to bust my gut laughing at him. Did he really expect to get the fire started? I almost feel kinda sorry for him, with him trying so hard and me silently laughing at him.

"And I don't watch too much T.V" he muttered, making me giggle even more.

Half an hour later

"Hey, I think I got a spark!" he said quite loudly, breaking my concentration from staring at nothing outside.

"Really?" No way. He couldn't have gotten anything. That's pure crap!

"Seriously... just a few more times..." he said more to himself, and went back to striking the rocks together. And a few minutes later, he had set the kindling into a nice little growing fire. I gotta hand it to him, his stubborness has paid off!

"I told you!" he grinned and crossed his arms. I smiled and sat on my knees next to him.

"Yes you did... I'm sorry I doubted you," I said, wrapping my arms around him.

"Well, me being the generous guy I am, forgive you," he said as he put his arms around me. "Though you know what would be nice?" he added.

"What?"

"A little pet or animal or something that could breath fire... maybe it could come form some alternate universe or world or whatever so it could talk... and it'd have a name and everything," he said. What the hell? I just looked up at him with an expression that told him exactly what I was thinking. "Yeah! A little monster looking thing that could breathe fire, talk, and protect you! That's be awesome! And then, if it didn't kick enough ass already, you could have this little device thingie to make it change into something bigger and better so it could kick even more ass!"

"Matt, what the hell? You don't watch too much T.V. my ass!" I said, starting to laugh. "And where yould this thing live? In that little device? Or no... it and that little digital thingie could come from the same world," I said, resting my head back on his chest, still laughing.

"Yeah! It could be a little digital monster! And like the Pokemon things that all the little kids are so into, they could be called... Digimon! Awesome! That'd be great!"

"Digimon," I repeated, looking up at him. Then, rolling my eyes, "Matt, I swear, one day, you are going to have one very amused wife,". Silence. I looked up at him. He had a funny look on his face.

"Matt?" I asked. What'd I say?

"Sorry, Meems, just spaced off for a second... anyways... hey! are you hungry? I think I've still got some bags of chips stuffed in here..." he moved towards his bag, taking his arms from around me unusually quickly.

"Uh, no... I'm fine... thanks," I replied quietly. He didn't say anything back. I can't imagine what I said to him! One minute we were kidding around about some stupid idea he had about a little pet monster thing that could breathe fire and talk, and now he won't even look at me. Did I say something to hurt or offend him?"

Matt POV

One day I'm going to have one very amused wife. At least that's what Mimi says. She honestly thinks I want her only for her body. And that I'm not interested in taking this for the long run. That one day we're going to separate and meet new people. I sound like such an arrogant ass to assume that she wants to spend her life with me, but I can't help but hope for it. I know that I'm not going to find anyone who'll affect me nearly as much as Mimi does. No one has her hazel eyes that can brighten anyone's day, no matter how crappy it is, no one can give you a bear hug that just makes everything better, and no one can talk to you when you're going through a rough time and make it seem OK. Not like Mimi can. I know I'm selfish for wanting her to love me forever... I know out there has to be someone who'll make her happier than ever, someone who is ten times the person I can be.

So, I sit here with my notebook once again, battling myself in my head and feeling sorry for myself, and trying not to stare at the beautiful girl sleeping in the next sleeping bag. Sice we made the pact, and since I admitted, to myself at least, that I still love her, I can't keep writing about how much I hate everything about her. It'd be a gigantic lie, and it'd be insulting to her and how I feel about her to sing it. And I can't think of anything to write with my mind in two different standpoints. They say you write your best when you're under pressure and have pain and anger inside you. I'm sorry, but that's crap. I can't think of a damn thing. Maybe I'm not angry enough. Maybe I need to turn big and green and smash things while having police shoot me with stuff. But then Hollywood would probably make a crappy movie about me. That'd make me angrier, but I don't think I'd be able to write much if I was out and about smashing stuff into pulp. Damn, Mimi's right... I have too active an imagination... I watch too much TV. I desperately need a hobbie... other than songwriting.

No dammit, I am NOT going to the doctor's! He'll give me shot with his big old nasty needle, and it'll hurt!

"Matt... Matt... come on Matt, shut up!" my father says, suddenly in a very feminine voice. Suddenly, beofre my eyes, his hair grows out and he grows boobs. Yuck! What kinda crap did he eat for breakfast? What the hell is happening to my dad? With a bright light, I close my eyes. When I open thim again, Mimi's lovely face is centimeters away from my own. What the hell is she laughing at? And what happened to my father?

"Matt... is there something you wanna tell me? Or awe you scawed Mimi's gonna poke oyu in the awm with a big scawy needle and make little Mattie cwy?" she teased. Oh, it was only a dream. Thank god.

"Shut up," I murmured as I pulled her down to me gently and kissed her. What a way to wake up. She pulled away a little earlier than I would've liked, but she was still smiling.

"You're so funny when you sleep, you know. Seriously, are you scared of needles?" she asked as she helped me sit up.

"Fine, yes I am, they just... I don't know... freak me out!" I said, stretching. I could hear her giggling at me.

"OK, that's fine... I'm the same way with cockroaches," she said, with a shiver.

The rest of the morning we spent teasing each other about our fears. She didn't seem to remember or really care about how I had suddenly turned cold on her. Which is OK. I don't want to spoil anything in the short time I have with her. There was a lull in our conversation. Then, out of the blue, Mimi asked,

"Matt, it's been days since we got stuck here... what are we going to to about..." she started, then, blushing furiously, "what are we gonna do about... you know... hygeine?"

Well, I think y'all can guess what the next chappie is gonna be on. Or have in it anyways. This should be interesting. I'll have tot hink about that. Lols, hope you guys like this chappie! My fingers are nearly frozen off... its this damn desert wind... its very chilling! Well, until next time... adios!