Note: Wow, I haven't updated in a long time… Well, anyway, here's the tenth chapter! I've never went this far before, so this is an extra long chapter, haha.

Another Note: The title for this chapter is from the song by Sufjan Stevens.

Amor Vincit Omnia

Love Conquers Everything

Chapter Ten – To Be Alone With You

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Tai

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"Hey Tai!" Mimi bounced up to me after school, smiling a bit too wide.

"What do you want?" I looked at her suspiciously.

"Whatever do you mean?" She batted her eyelashes at me innocently.

I rolled my eyes at her, "Honestly Mimi, I know you want something. Just say it. I'd be happy to decline."

Mimi glared at me, "Very funny, smart ass. I just wanted to know... if you knew..." she flushed, "Where Matt was."

"Are you stalking him now?" I asked her incredulously.

"Please. I just wanted to talk to him." She twirled her hair, "So... do you know where he is?"

My eyes narrowed at her, "Nope." I shrugged my shoulders, "Too bad for you." I began to walk away from her.

"Wait!" Mimi followed me, "Can't you, like, call him?"

I chuckled, "Call him? He doesn't have a cell phone. He can hardly feed himself!" (A/N: so true.)

"Oh…" Mimi stopped, a look of confusion and disappointment crossed her face. "Well—"

"Hey, Tai!" Another voice called out from behind me.

I turned around and saw the bass player from Matt's band walking towards me, "Oh, hey." I said.

"Matt told me to tell you that he's at the arcade down the street." He said simply.

Mimi gasped from behind me, and the bass player looked at her, noticing her for the first time.

"Are you a fan of Matt's?" He asked.

Mimi smiled, "I'm just a friend." She began to walk away, "I'll see you later." She waved.

"Oh god." I groaned.

"What, is she like a fan girl or something?"

"Well, if she is, then I feel sorry for Matt." I snorted, "This I gotta see."

The bass player shrugged, "I guess. Well, later." He trudged away.

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"Hey Mimi, wait up!" I shouted after her on the street.

She stopped in her tracks, and turned around. Annoyance flashed across her face, and she continued to walk.

When I finally caught up to her, she glared at me, "What do you want?"

I laughed, "What do I want? Don't you have a pedicure to get to?"

"Nope." She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm just going to the arcade to talk to Matt."

"Um… can't you talk to him later or something?"

She narrowed her eyes at me, "Please. I can't talk to him tonight when he's performing at 'Q' Club."

God, she was impossible.

"Whatever." I muttered.

When we finally reached the arcade, Mimi dashed inside, and I walked in slowly behind her. My eyes scanned the room, and I saw Matt playing a racing game with Mimi standing beside him. Damn, she was quick.

Matt looked like he was totally concentrating on the game, and Mimi was just talking away, which probably was breaking his concentration.

Poor boy.

"Hey." I said when I approached them.

"Hi." Matt said quickly, his eyes glued to the screen.

"So, Matt. I'm so glad you're playing at 'Q' Club tonight." Mimi chirped.

"Yeah, me too." Matt said quickly. He jammed at the buttons and shoved the joystick to the right, but then he suddenly stopped, letting the car he was controlling on the screen crash into a wall and catch on fire.

Mimi stared at him in confusion.

"Is today… Tuesday?" Matt asked slowly.

"Well, yeah." Mimi cocked her head to one side and smiled, "What's wrong?"

"FUCK!" Matt cried. He immediately sat up, and his arm hit the cup of fountain soda that was perched on a nearby table, causing it to spill. Spill all over Mimi's clothes, I mean.

The smile on Mimi's face disappeared.

Matt stared at the mess he made.

I tried to contain my laughter.

"God, I'm so sorry, Mimi." Matt said lamely, grabbing a bunch of napkins and dabbing her half heartedly.

"It's fine." Mimi said, pushing his hand away gently.

"I really didn't mean to." Matt said earnestly, "I just forgot today was Tuesday, and we had a gig…"

"Really, it's fine. I guess you're late for rehearsal or something."

"Yeah, I guess I am." Matt shrugged, "Sorry for the mess, I'll make it up to you!"

Mimi smiled, "I'll see you tonight! I'm coming to 'Q' Club with Sora to see you perform."

Matt stopped, "You and Sora are coming?" He asked curiously.

"Yeah, we can't wait."

Matt smiled, "Neither can I." Then he ran out of the arcade hurriedly.

When he left, I couldn't contain my laughter anymore. I burst out laughing.

Mimi whipped around and glared at me, "What the hell are you laughing at?"

I pointed at her clothes, still laughing.

"Shut up." Mimi tugged at her clothes and examined them, "It's just my school uniform, anyway…"

"Yeah…but then he…" I began to laugh again.

She scowled at me furiously, "I got to go meet Sora anyway. I'll see you tonight." She stomped away.

(A/N: Glad to know that one of us sees the humor in this…)

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Mimi

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What a disaster. I mean, when you're talking to the guy you love, does it mean that you end up with soda all over your clothes?

And how dare he. That asshole Tai just laughed at me. I mean, please. It's worth it if it meant talking to Matt.

I think.

I never knew Matt was so clumsy… or forgetful, for that matter.

Not that it did matter.

Damn, the soda was starting to feel sticky. I needed to change quickly.

I quickened my pace, and when I finally made it to Sora's front door, I knocked on it rapidly.

Sora opened the door and her eyes immediately went to the soda stain on my shirt, of course.

"What happened to you?" She asked, letting me in.

"Matt spilled soda on me." I sighed.

"What? When?"

"Just now." I flopped onto her sofa, "I was just talking to him at the arcade, and then he remembered that it was Tuesday, and he had that little performance, so he spilled soda on me."

"I see." Sora squinted at my shirt, "If we get it in the washer quickly, the stain will come right out."

I rolled my eyes at her, "Sora, please. I'm not in the mood for your little neat freak tendencies right now."

She sighed, "How typical of Matt to spill soda on you."

I cocked my head to one side, "I guess." Although I wasn't quite sure.

"Oh well." She stood up, "I hate to point it out, but you have some soda on your shoes." She dabbed at it with a paper towel that had miraculously appeared in her hand.

"Ugh. Whatever." I stood up and took off my shoes. "We should start getting ready for tonight."

"Yeah. About that." She crossed her arms across her chest, "I'm don't think I'm going to go."

"Excuse me?" I blinked at her.

"Well, I just…I'm just not up to it." She nodded, as if assuring herself this was true, "You see, the last time we went became a really bad experience for me, and I would rather not go through that again."

"Sora. Please. You ARE going. How are you going to leave me by myself during my times of need?" I pouted, "I mean, I just can't enter a club by myself. How lame would that look?"

"Not as lame as going to a club with fake IDs."

"That is NOT lame."

"Well, whatever. I just don't want to go."

"Sora. You never want to go. You're always playing it safe."

"I do NOT always play safe." Sora objected, her face darkened at me.

"Yes. You do. You're afraid of taking risks!" I accused.

"I'm not! Fine, you know what? I'll go." She glared at me, "You happy now?"

I smiled. She was so predictable. Just throw her faults at her and she'll give in.

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Sora

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God, these people. All they ever do is say that, "You're afraid of taking risks." Or "You just play it safe." Or, "You're such a neat freak."

Well, so WHAT.

What if I listed all of their faults? There's only a HUNDRED of them. (A/N: Stop exaggerating…)

What about the fact that a certain someone spills soda on other people's carpets and then forces them to go out on a date with them?

Or kisses them against their will?

Or drives like some kind of suicidal maniac?

And what about HER?

Someone who forces their supposed "best friend" to go to a shitty club full of drunken guys who try to kidnap you?

Or chases stupid ass musicians who are as crazy as she is! Or maybe crazier.

Damn them.

(end of rambles.)

"Sora." Mimi sighed, and stared at the clothes I had on critically. "I don't think you should wear jeans."

See what I mean?

"I'm wearing them, Mimi. You just think about what you're going to wear."

She bit her lower lip and shrugged, "You're right." She turned her back to me and stared at her pile of clothes that were on my bed. "I'm thinking—"

I tuned her out and stared outside the window. When would this night end?

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Matt

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"That's not how you do it!" Akira snapped (A/N: I'm trying out the name thing, haha.)

"Then how do you do it?" I snapped back.

"Like this." He drummed his fingers across the guitar and paused. "See?"

"How is that any different!" I cried, and then imitated what he just did. "There, is that right?"

"No. You have to do it softer. Don't just slam your fingers on it."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Since when did you get so picky?"

"When you got us a crap gig and broke down our van." He shot back.

He had a point there.

"The van is fixed now." I pointed out, "And even though it set usback a couple hundred, we still got a job that pays money right?"

"If you even call it money." The rest of the band members glared at me as he said this, "I mean, how much is it? 10 dollars an hour?"

"Um, can we get back to rehearsal now?" I asked, eager to get off topic.

"Not until you get that chord right." Akira said stubbornly.

I sighed, and struck the chord again without giving it much thought.

"Still too loud." Akira said indignantly.

I glared at him.

The club manager walked in, "Hey, it's almost time for you guys to get on stage. You should start setting up now."

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"It may not always be that wayyyy." I sang into the microphone. God, this song was being used way too much. We should start getting some new ones. Quickly.

As I sang, I noticed a familiar head of red hair bobbing in the crowd. I watched Sora sit down at the bar with Mimi, a look of boredom plastered on her face.

I smiled slightly and continued to sing. She was too cute.

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"Hey, Sora." I said, sliding onto the stool next to her at the bar. She turned to face me.

"Hello, Matt." She said icily.

"Where's Mimi?"

"She went somewhere." Sora glanced behind her and scanned the room.

"Can I order you a drink?" I said, trying to sound suave.

"No." she glared at me, "Shouldn't you be on stage right now?"

I shook my head, "We have a 10 minute break." I flashed her a smile, "And I decided I wanted to spend my 10 minutes with you."

"Lucky me." She grumbled.

Someone sat onto the stool next to me and tapped my shoulder. I turned around and saw a slightly attractive girl smiling at me.

"Hey." She said, "Want to buy me a drink?"

I stared at her blankly.

"I… saw you on the stage." She explained when I didn't answer, "And you looked—"

"I'm sorry." I interrupted her, and quickly wrapped my arm around Sora's shoulder, "I have a girlfriend. We've been going out for ages, and I just… love her. But, I'm very happy to meet fans."

"Excuse me," Sora said, shrugging my arm off her shoulders, "But, I don't know this guy. At all. I mean, he just comes up to me and offers me a drink, then when you come along he says I'm his girlfriend? In my opinion, that's kind of creepy. And doesn't he give off the impression that he's such an ASSHOLE!" She stood up from the stool quickly and stomped away.

"Sora, wait!" I ran after her. (A/N: leaving the girl to stare after these two blankly.)

"Hey," I caught up with her and grabbed her arm to stop her, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" She glared at me, "What kind of game are you trying to play with me? You're always so immature! And you say you like me? That's a whole load of crap."

I blinked at her, "But I do like you."

"No. You don't." She said stubbornly, "How can you like a neat freak that's afraid of taking risks and on top of which is a bitch?"

"That's part of your charm." I smiled at her.

"Stop it." She said, glaring up at me again, "I hate you."

I laughed, "Is that so?"

"Yeah. I really, really hate you. You disgust me."

"You're in denial." Then, I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

She kissed me back, and I pulled her closer to me and wrapper my arms around her waist. I could hear the band calling out for me to come back on stage, but I ignored them and kept kissing Sora.

"Sora…?" A voice said behind us.

We broke apart and turned around to see Mimi standing behind us. Her face looked flushed and she looked shocked to see us.

"Mimi!" Sora gasped.

Mimi turned around and ran away.

"Mimi! Wait!" Sora pushed me away and ran after her.

HUH?

TO BE CONTINUED.

Yay! I can't believe I wrote ten chapters! I'm so proud of myself, haha. Anyway, Matt is completely clueless on what is going on. Oh well. This chapter was supposed to be a special "I finally wrote 10 chapters to a story" kind of thing, but it's kind of short. Enjoy. Please review so I could update extra quick.