Undercover
By theladyknight
Disclaimer: Digimon—not mine!
A/N: Hello again! I'm in a great mood! School's out for five days, I get to go to Mexico this summer, and my team plays our cross-town rival in girl's basketball now this site's back up! So in celebration, here's chapter 3! Thanks to everyone who reviews! Please R&R and happy reading!
A/N 2: 12.18.08 Yikes....forgotten how much I enjoyed this story; however, I apoligize profusely to anyone who read this story back when I published it almost 3 years ago for all the grammatical problems I forgot to take care of. Enjoy this chapter, with revisions! :)
Chapter 3: A Guy, A Girl, and A Honeymoon Suite…
"The Honeymoon Suite?" Sora repeated.
The manager nodded. "Yeah, we're booked this whole week. I'm very surprised to find an open room at all, let alone the Honeymoon Suite. Would you two like it?"
Matt and Sora looked at each other. They both knew it was the only room left, and they were too tired to go look for another. Besides, the next place they stopped at may not have anything at all.
"How much for tonight?" Matt questioned.
The lady typed furiously onto her computer. "Let's see…with tax it'll be 152 dollars."
Sora's eyes widened. Wow…I don't know if I have…wait! "I'm sure you have enough money for it, Matt."
Agent Ishida saw her coy smile and knew he was caught. The manager stuck out her hand as he gave a sigh. Damn it. "Do you take credit cards?" the blond pulled out his wallet.
"All major brands!"
Scowling at Sora, he handed over the credit card. Matt hastily scrawled his signature on the receipt, and the manager handed him the card back. "Here are your keys. The Honeymoon Suite is the highest room up. While staying here, you'll receive a free buffet breakfast tomorrow along with access to the gym and pool. I hope you enjoy your stay here, Mr. Ishida."
Sora flashed the woman a smile as she picked up her bag, and the blond lifted up his. They headed for the elevator and the second the door closed, Matt had her pinned up against the wall.
"What the hell was that for, making me pay for the room?"
Sora smirked, though her heart was beating at the close proximity between the two. "Well maybe if you would have come up with a better name for me than Sora Lynn, I'd feel more gracious and may have offered to help pay."
As he was about to respond, the door opened,revealing a very embarrassed manager. Her mouth was hanging open, and Sora realized it was due to the position she and Matt were in.
"I'm so sorry…if I'd know you to would be…I'm…this is awkward. Here's your receipt, you left it at the desk. Um…yeah, I'll leave you two alone." She backed out quickly, and Matt leaned away from the redhead to shut the door, this time actually hitting a button.
He turned back to face the girl only to be greeted with a slap on the face. "Damn, woman! What was that for?" Matt held a hand to his sore cheek.
Sora pushed him away from her, moving to the other side of the elevator. "It's your fault she thinks we were in here making out and couldn't wait to get into the hotel room."
"Are you insinuating something about what's going to happen in the hotel room?"
She only glared at him but was very relieved to hear the elevator ding. Grabbing her bag, she stormed out.
Matt followed while chuckling to himself.
Sora checked her key for the room number and stopped in front of the right room. Her hand shook slightly as she put the key in and the door clicked open. Matt brushed her hand away, opening the door. "Ladies first, Takenouchi."
Her eyes flashed dangerously in his direction before she walked into the room. "Wow, I can definitely understand why this room costs so much."
Matt whistled as he too stepped into the room. Not bad. There was a king-sized bed, big screen TV, and table and chairs in the bedroom. The bathroom came equipped with the normal features, but in addition to a shower, featured a large Jacuzzi.
The blond set his bag on the bed and took a seat. "This is my kind of room!" The next thing he knew, his bag was lying on the floor.
"Sorry, Ishida. You're sleeping on the loveseat. The bed is mine."
Matt stood up and faced the girl. "I paid for the room so I get the bed."
Sora smirked at his sly look. "But I'm the one who's going to be in the beauty competition. I'm going to need to be refreshed and relaxed so my training begins well tomorrow."
He glared at her. I'm not sleeping on the loveseat! "Why don't we both sleep in the bed? It's definitely big enough for the two of us."
"But it's obvious you're attracted to me. You might try something," Sora stated.
"I'm not attracted to you. You're the one who's attracted to me. You might take advantage of me."
The redhead snickered. "You only wish! I am so not attracted to you!"
Matt grinned. "Well if you're not attracted to me and I'm not attracted to you, we can sleep in the same bed!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!" He repeated triumphantly. "Now that that's taken care of, I'm going to go to the gym."
"You do that." Sora answered sarcastically, giving him two thumbs up.
The blond rolled his cerulean eyes. Matt walked into the bathroom to change clothes. Okay, so maybe I told a little white lie when I said I wasn't attracted to her. But I was not going to sleep on the loveseat. He grabbed a pair of baggy blue sweatpants and a gray t-shirt with the words "THE WOLVES" in bold letters.
Matt picked up a few towels and his room key before hanging up his black shirt on a hanger and putting his jeans back in the bag. He tossed the bag over into the corner next to the Jacuzzi and left the room. "I'm be back in awhile," he called to the redhead, who was busy watching TV.
Walking out the door, he rode the elevator down to the floor the gym was on. He was the only one in the room, but it didn't bother him too much.
Agent Ishida was used to solitude. His parents had divorced when he was about six. Matt had been placed in his father's custody while his younger brother T.K. wound up with his mom. Matt's father was rarely ever home because he devoted a great deal of his time to his work. The blond hardly ever saw the rest of his family. It had been almost six years since the last encounter with his mother and T.K., and that had been at Matt's high school graduation.
Back in high school, no one in the school would have ever imagined Matt Ishida as one of the most respected FBI agents. At the age of sixteen, he was on the fast track to fame with his own rock band, "The Wolves," and it was obvious that he would live a life of fame and luxury. But that reality came crashing down during his senior year when "The Wolves" drummer and his family went missing while they were on a camping trip. Their dead bodies were found a week after they were reported missing, mangled in a ditch outside of town.
The deaths struck Matt hard. He had never been one to show much emotion, but something there struck a nerve. The idea of innocent people being killed and their murderer never found haunted him, especially because it was one of the few people who actually knew him well who was killed. Matt then made a drastic career change. With the band dissolved, he took up an interest in law enforcement, hoping to make it into an ivy-league school.
The blond had always had very high grades and academic background. He spent the rest of his senior year immersed in his studies and was rewarded with an acceptance letter to Harvard. Financially he was fine too, as his grandfather on his mother's side gave him quite a graduation present.
Now,six years out of high school, and almost a year out of Harvard,Matt Ishida was content with where his life was. Just as his father, Matt was devoted to his work. He began at the FBI directly out of Harvard, after partaking in their internship and later fellowship programs, and had gradually worked his way up the ladder. His life centered on his work. He pushed other things in life behind it, including relationships. Of course he had his friends, but he had never really grown close to any of them. That included relationships with women. He had no problem flirting, and hell, Matt could probably get any girl he wanted with his looks, but he chose to remain single. He had had a few short relationships, none lasting too long. Matt had yet to meet the girl who would change his life.
But have I? What is it about her that makes my heart beat every time she says something? She has no problem matching every sarcastic comment with one of her own and can always seem to keep me on my feet. And she's not afraid to piss me off. Her beauty doesn't hurt either. What is she doing to me?
Realizing the gym was ready to close, he shut of the treadmill he had been running on. The blond wiped his forehead and arms off, using both the towels, and throwing them in the dirty hamper next to the door. He decided to head to the vending machine to get something to drink before going back to the room.
"Shit." Matt murmured, reaching into his pocket and finding no wallet as he approached a machine. "It's in my jeans pocket. I'd better head up to the room and get it…"
Meanwhile, after finding nothing of interest on television, Sora decided to take a nice relaxing bath in the Jacuzzi. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door. The girl started the jets and stripped, before climbing into the warm water.
The cinnamon-haired woman sighed. Oh yeah, this is by far the best part of my day. The jets began shooting bubbles, and Sora slouched down so only her head was showing. She thought back to her conversation with Agent Ishida. Okay, maybe I wasn't being completely honest when I said I wasn't attracted to him. I don't know why I feel this way about him. There's something about the way he acts and the hard exterior he bears that makes me think it's just a cover up. I wonder what's up with him. Sora closed her eyes, intent upon brushing the thoughts away for the time being and enjoying her nice bath…
Matt walked back into the hotel room and didn't find Sora there. Maybe she went to get something to eat. He made his way over to the bathroom and could see the light on. Trying the door, he realized it wasn't locked. Well, she's not in here. Guess I left the light on too.
Sora's peaceful bath was interrupted as she heard footsteps in the room. What the hell? She opened her eyes and shrieked. "Ishida, what are you doing!"
Matt's eyes widened as he caught sight of the girl. "I left my wallet in my pants pocket," he explained, eyes glued to her, though he was trying his hardest to look away.
"Well would you kindly grab it and get out of here!"
The blond snapped out of his trance and nodded. He slowly walked over to his bag, right next to the Jacuzzi, taking his good old time.
Sora fumed. He's doing this to aggravate me! If only I could get him out of here! The girl looked around for something to use to get him out of there and finally found it. She reached and arm out and hit him with a wash rag.
Matt turned around, kneeling down so he was at eye level with her. Their eyes connected and didn't want to leave. Smirking, Sora picked up the washrag again, this time hitting him square in the face. "Get out."
He bent down to his bag and finally grabbed his wallet. He held it in front of him as proof and before leaving the room, went around picking up all the towels. With a wave of his hand, he shut the door, taking the wallet and towels with him.
"Dumb ass!" Sora shouted.
"Lock the door next time, sugar," He yelled back.
She collapsed back into the Jacuzzi. He is in for it big time. But I'm not surprised something like that happened. What am I supposed to do…there aren't any towels. Sora's eyes flashed around the room looking for something she could use as a towel or robe. Finally she found it. She climbed out the Jacuzzi, dripping water all over the floor, heading for her new robe. This should work just fine…
Happy with herself, she walked into the bedroom at the exact same time Matt walked into the room. He dropped his water bottle the minute he saw her, spilling the water all over the floor. "Damn it! Why the hell are you wearing my shirt?"
The tides have turned. I have the upper hand. Sora looked down at the long black shirt Matt had been wearing earlier that was very large on her. "Well, considering you took all the towels, I needed something to use. I figured this was the next best thing. Tell me, where do you shop? This is a nice shirt."
"How about you give me back my shirt?" Matt demanded, mad at himself for leaving her something to use against him.
"How 'bout you let me change first?"
Matt smirked and sat down on the bed. "Go ahead, change."
"How about you leave, and I change?"
"Fine, I'm going to take a shower. I expect my shirt back when I'm done." He picked up the stack of towels he had taken with him and walked into the bathroom.
Sora didn't dare remove the shirt until she heard the sound of the door locking. Taking one last breath of his cologne, she pulled it off after laying her pajamas and undergarments out. She frowned as she put the top on. I never imagined I'd have to share a room with him. Too bad I didn't bring a different pair of pajamas. Her clothes consisted of a small yellow tank top and a pair of blue short shorts from her high school soccer days that read, "Nice pass" on the butt. Guess these'll have to do.
Sora settled herself down on the bed and turned TV on again. She finally landed on a baseball game, deciding to keep it there. In the background she heard the shower stop and minutes later the door opened.
A tan, well toned body entered her line of vision and she couldn't help but look the blond over. His pajamas consisted of a pair of long black basketball shorts, nothing more.
"I assumed we'd have separate rooms."
"Me too."
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, and I thought you wore that for me."
"Remember, there's no attraction."
"So if I do this, it won't bother you?" He lay down on the bed next to her, brushing his bare skin up against hers.
A battle of wits? Two can play at this game. "Nope." She replied, though feeling a tingle go through her body. She rolled onto her side so she was facing him. "It doesn't bother me at all." The girl stretched and her tank top revealed even more of her athletic body.
Matt bit his lip. Don't stare. "So if there's no attraction, it doesn't change anything between us if I do this…"
Sora was unprepared for what happened next until it actually happened. Matt captured her lips and slowly kissed her. She couldn't believe it and wanted to push him away…or I could play along with this and trap him again. That would be much more fun and…enjoyable… She closed her eyes and returned the kiss harder.
The blond was shocked. I didn't expect her to do that. I expected another slap. Wait, why am I complaining? Matt kissed her with more passion and brushed his tongue against her teeth. She surprised herself by letting it in as the kissing grew steamier. He flipped her onto her back and ended up on top of her. They made out for a few minutes more, and Sora finally pulled away.
"I thought you said there's no attraction." Matt panted.
"There's not." Sora lied.
"Then why'd you kiss me back?" he asked.
Sora laughed. "I was letting you savor the moment because that's the only time you're ever going to get a kiss outta me. Next time, well…"
"Ouch!" Matt winced as her fist hit his cheek again. "What was that for?"
"That's what you'll be feeling if you try to kiss me again. And that was for calling me sugar."
We'll just see about that. "Touché."
Sora crawled out from underneath Matt and shut off the TV. She glanced up at the clock. 10:30. "Well, I think I'm going to get some sleep. Big day tomorrow."
"I agree." He pulled back the covers and climbed in. Sora walked over to her side and climbed in as well.
"What time do we have to meet everyone tomorrow?" she yawned. Guess I'm still on New York time.
"I think they're going to call us." He shut off the light. "Night, Takenouchi."
"Good night, Ishida."
Sora rolled onto her side but didn't feel comfortable. She then rolled onto her stomach, but couldn't fall asleep. Matt groaned as she shifted again. "Would you stop that, please!"
"I can't get comfortable," she defended. He rolled onto his back and feeling cold, pulled the covers to him. "Don't hog all the covers!"
"I'm cold."
"So am I!"
"Well stop rolling around; it's driving me crazy!"
"Stop hogging the covers then cause it's bothering me!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
They both sighed and thought the same thing: This is going to be a very long night…
A/N: Please review. Next chapter Tai and the others show up along with a few more of the Digidestined…