You and I Both…

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Chapter seven: We are Survivors

The gang minus Tommy and Kimberly

" Oh my God, this is so cool!" Zack said giddily, rubbing his hands together.

" So cool, my ass, Zack. This is a tragedy!" Jason shook his head. The island was getting further and further from the line of his vision. His two bestfriend were there.

" How are we going to tell Kim's mother?" Trini asked, her eyebrows furrowed together. " that Kim's stranded in an island with a guy? You know how she could be so skeptical sometimes. She's gonna flip,"

" We have to find a way to inform her the news," Billy added, putting his hand on Trini's shoulder.

Jason snorted mockingly. " Then again, what could happen between those two? I just hope they'll go home in one piece tomorrow. I see a long night for them,"

" Not one day goes by without fighting," Zack whistled. " maybe it's a good thing that they're left alone there, so they can try to learn how to communicate without bashing each other,"

" I doubt it, Zack. I doubt it,"

The Covenant Island

-Tommy and Kimberly

Tommy looked blankly at the sun that had started to go behind the shoreline. It's a wonderful sight, even when dark clouds were crowding the sky. It would be perfect if only the situation was different.

After the fact that the ferry had gone without him, them, difused thoroughly into his head, they walked back to the beach. This time, he didn't carry her, not even offering. Her leg seemed to get better, or she probably was just too shocked to give a damn care.

From the corner of his eyes, he could see Kimberly. She's sitting about three meters from him, stretching the wounded leg while her hands hugged the other one.

This was great. Him, Kimberly and the palm trees. What more could a guy ask?

" Now what?" he asked quietly. The beach was almost clear, just a couple who was too enjoy their smooching to realize that the rain would pour soon. Most people gathered in the café that played the same instrumental song. At first, he thought it was soothing, right now he wanted nothing more than to slam it off.

There's a long pause before she answered, like she was thinking whether the words were meant for her or he's just talking to himself, " I still can't believe we're stranded here," alone. The two of us. This is hell. She continued the riposte in the privacy of her mind.

" Yeah, like this would happen if you didn't suddenly run like that," he chided her without turning his face." only for a stupid shell,"

" Don't make me hit you," she warned. He knew she was looking at him. Her brown eyes flared with anger and those lips formed a pout. Well, this wasn't the first time they went into an argument so he could as much say that. " and I didn't ask you to go after me. So don't complain,"

" We could make it if only you're not so stubborn," Tommy said strictly.

" Oh! Look who's talking!" Kim scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

" It's true. Your head is harder than a frozen pipe,"

" I can't believe you just said that!" Kim dipped her fist into the sand.

" Believe it," Tommy said plainly. Okay, maybe it was a little bit too much, but he couldn't help it. If Kim didn't leave the ferry, he would be on his way back to Angel Grove and his home, away from her.

Tommy, don't be such an egoistic bastard. A voice whispered on the back of his head. After all, you were the one who chose to run after her.

You like her. He likes her.

No, no, no! That's just… an instinct. Nothing more.

The palm trees swayed lazily, following the rhythm of the wind. The night breeze carresed his face gently.

First thing first, they must get out of here. He brought himself up to his feet and grabbed his duffel bag. Kim watched him questioningly.

He erased their distance in four wide steps and stopped right in front of her, towering over Kim. " Come on," unexpectedly, he reached out his hand to her.

For a while Kim just looked at his hand like she didn't know what to do. His eyes were dark and mysterious, just as usual.

" Oh, whatever," he muttered and leaned down, grabbing her upper arm and pulled her up to her feet, finding no resistance from her.

Kim expected him to release his grip, but he didn't. Her expression must be so blunt that he cocked his eyebrows.

" Your leg, is it still hurt?"

" Ah, er, well, a little," she stammered. What with this sudden changed attitude? Wasn't he the one who just called her as stubborn as a frozen pipe? Well, that's not what he's saying but basically it had the same meaning.

" Can you walk?" Tommy asked, nearly smiling when Kim's eyes went big. It's understandable, he too was surprising himself.

If she said no, would he carry her AGAIN? No, thank you, once was enough. She shrugged and pulled her arm from his hand. " Yes, I can,"

" Good. Let's find someplace to sleep,"

Oh yeah, right. The angel Tommy had made her completely forget about her tragic situation. The earliest ferry was at six in the morning, which meant she had to spend about twelve more hours with him. What she wouldn't give to be at home right now, on her comfy warm bed with a big cup of hot chocolate milk. Even she would tolerate the 45 minute tortures on the ferry.

" Well, I saw some motels when I explored the island,"

" I don't bring much money with me," Tommy said rather awkwardly. " how about you?"

Not answering, Kim zipped up her sack and looked for her purse. She took it out and was distracted by a sudden chuckle. Tommy's.

" What?" she nearly spat.

" Nothing," he replied cheekily.

Kim had figured out herself what'd prompted him to laugh and she was far from pleased. She narrowed her eyes menacingly. " What are you laughing at?"

" Nothing," he repeated but not moving his eyes from Kim's hands. She held a bright pink purse with white polkadots all over it and a big hello kitty in the front.

" So you know, Oliver," Kim waved the purse in front of his face. " this is a birthday present from Jason. Remember him? Your buddy?"

" For your nine year old birthday present?"

" Oh, you really are too much!" Kim swatted his arm.

" Hey!"

" What?" it came out a bit harsher that she'd intended.

" I was kidding!"

" Yeah right," she rolled her eyes.

" Really. Actually it's pretty cute," oh God. What the hell he just said? Cute? What did he mean by cute? His smile vanished almost right away. " so, you have any money?"

" Ah, yeah," Kim lowered her gaze infinitesimally, wanting to divert her discomfiture to anything else besides the guy standing in front of her. She opened her hello kitty purse and Tommy leaned over. She suddenly found herself difficult to concentrate. He was standing so close to her. The previous image of Tommy in his swimming trunks invaded her mind. Kim pinked.

" So?" he snapped her thought and she quickly focused at the matter on her hands.

" Er… twenty, nope, thirty two dollars,"

" I have about fifteen. Together it's… forty seven. What do you think? Is it enough for a room?"

" Two rooms you meant," she corrected him but his eyes told her he wasn't mistaken. " one room?"

" Face it, Kim. We're lucky if we could get a room with only forty seven dollars," he didn't realize his slipped of tongue until he saw Kim tense. " no! God, that's not what I meant. Not get a room as in get a room. You know, rent one?"

" I know, no need to overreacted," She somehow remembered her own slipped of tongue days before. 'That Tommy Oliver is enough for me.' oh, get a grip, Hart.

She wrapped her arms around her body. The wind blew fiercefully and she only put on a thin cotton shirt and shorts. " I don't think it would cost too much but let's take a look before it starts raining,"

" Yeah, come on,"

Beach Wave Inn, room 4

" Well, this is…,"

This motel was the last of the three motels existed in this island. The only one that rented out a room for only forty five dollars. And, they couldn't say that the room was all that good.

Room 4 was located in the end of the dark corridor. The room had only one light bulb which gave so little effect to the green painted room. The bed was clearly not new, with bedsheet that Kim thought hadn't ever been washed ever. There's a wardrobe, a table, a chair and a full body length mirror and that's it.

" No bathroom. Can you imagine that?" Kim murmured, stepping into the dark.

" The owner said we can use the one outside, near the stairs," Tommy dropped his bag to the bed. His eyes swept through the room. There wasn't much to be seen actually.

" You don't think there're spiders or cockcroaches here, do you?" Kim asked warily. She strode across the room to open the window. The air in the room was too humid. " it's drizzling,"

Tommy looked at the queen size bed in the middle of the room. He could take one side and she took the other. They could survive this day.

" Ah, look! Daisy!" Kim's shriek got his attention and he lifted his face. On the nightstand there's a blue vase with the white flower in it. The only thing that was and looked alive in this gloomy room. " it's so beautiful! It's a pity it has to be in this… room. If you can call it that. Forty five dollars is still too expensive,"

Tommy didn't answer, instead he dropped his body to the lone chair in front of the table. Kim sighed. Fine, if he didn't want to talk. It's okay. No biggie. Tell her to 'shut up' once more and she would kick his butt to Pluto.

Kim brushed the bedsheet with her hands. She frowned. Was the color grey or was it originally white? She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head against the headboard. Kim unwrapped the hankie from her knee. She found that the cut had stopped bleeding and had started bruising just a little. There's a stain of blood in the cloth so she folded it and shoved it into her pocket. Maybe she'd return it after washing it first.

Yeah, she hated him alright but then what? He helped her and got stranded in this island because of her. Returning his hankie clean was the least she could do.

' Gosh, I'm so hungry…,' Kim thought bitterly and as if to emphasize the statement, her stomach let out a loud growl, agreeing all the way with her. She blushed.

Kim grabbed her sack, hoping she would find something to eat. Except her bathing suit, towel, hello kitty purse, handkerchief and her shell, there're four little strawberry candies. Just that.

Well, better than nothing. She took one and popped it into her mouth.

Tommy smiled when he heard Kim's stomach protesting of not being fed. But that just reminded him that he too, was hungry. Famished, actually.

He believed there's something in his bag… ha! He found a so-not-tempting-sandwich squashed between his wallet and his towel. Taking it out, he put it proudly on his lap.

The last candy gone into her mouth and she didn't feel any better. In fact, the candies had succeeded in elevating her hunger into a higher level. The sandwich Tommy 'showed off' was definitely not helping.

Tommy opened the plastic wrapper ever so slowly. He knew she was watching his every movement and he enjoyed every second of it.

Kim glanced away. She wanted to kick something. That guy was doing it on purpose! Jerk. No Kimmie, you can't get into his… trap. Don't look. Just look at that dirt on the wall. Yeah, focus.

But boy was it hard. This was probably just her imagination but she faintly could smell the chicken, the mustard…Oh, STOP it, Kimberly!

While her eyes sticked to the wall, she silently cursed Tommy for being such a… jerk.

Tommy swallowed his smile and lifted his hand, ready to have a bite.

Kim's eyes moved uncontrollably back to him. And the sandwich. She was ready to die when all of a sudden her stupid stomach let out another loud growl.

Tommy couldn't help it any longer and he snorted, then laughing vigorously.

" You jerk," Kim grabbed a pillow and threw it to him.

" Hey, hey, careful with the sandwich," the still laughing Tommy caught it swiftly with his left hand and tossed it back to the bed.

She couldn't believe him. He's just so… she couldn't even find the right word to describe Tommy Oliver. That was the second time today he's laughing at her and don't think she would let him get away so easily.

" Huh, so you can laugh. I thought you're like an emotionless guy who likes to see people suffer," she crossed her arms.

" Me?"

" Yeah, you," his smiling only getting wider and wider and she wanted to slap that smirk off his face. Well, but she had to admit that his smile was much better than his usual cold exterior. Yeah, the smile looked nice. He should smile more often.

Wait, wait, wait. Kimberly Hart, are you losing your mind? Do you realize what you just said?

" I'm just playing with you," Tommy shrugged, dropping his long legs on the bed and made himself comfortable.

" Play with me? Who do you think you ar-,"

" We can share," he lifted up the half opened sandwich, efectively stopping her babbling. " what are you saying?"

She was tongue tied. Oh, damn this... whatever this was. Kim simply couldn't believe that she succumbed over a sandwich, to Tommy, which made things got more sucks. This is so lame…

" Share?"

" If you want to, but if you prefer to let that stomach of yours grumbling all night long, I'm cool with it,"

She pouted. " Sure you are,"

" So?" he could tell she was in a deep dilemma. Receiving his offer meant she lost, but turning it down was not a good option too… especially when her stomach yet again, let out a growl.

" Ha!" Kim pointed her finger to him with highly amusement and now it's turn for him to blush from embarrassment. Okay, so that was him.

" Okay, just make this fast," Tommy took the sandwich and carefully split it into two same size.

Kim reluctantly got up. Oh, this day couldn't get more sucks than it already was, could it?

Beach Wave Inn, Room 4.

- 02.43 a.m.

Kim stirred on the bed, her eyes fluttering open. For a moment she was confused. The room was dark, the air was humid and the bed she slept on was lumpy. Where was she? She slowly sat up and rubbed the sleepiness away.

Her leg accidentally kicked someone's leg and she turned her head. The figure of Tommy snapped her eyes open and the memory began to flow back.

Of course. They're stranded. How could she forget?

Tommy moved slightly, mumbling something before going back to sleep. Kim stiffled her laugh. He said something about his mother and 5 minutes again.

They had decided to sleep on the same bed and kept their hands to themselves. Like she would do anything she would regret for the rest of her life.

Kim slipped of the bed and put on her flip flop. The rain was still pouring outside and the sound of the wind sent shivers down her spine. She walked towards the door and opened it.

The darkness that welcomed her was something she didn't expect before. Uh oh… Kim chewed her lower lips and leaned her body over. The corridow was deadly dark and the sound of the rain reminded her of the horror movie Zack had forced her to watch. She couldn't sleep for like three days straight after that.

' The bathroom is in the end of the corridor, near the stairs,' Tommy said. She'd have to walk through this darkness. Alone.

Kim closed the door quitely and turned around, resting her body against the door. She'd made up her mind. Okay, call her a coward or a pimp. She's scared.

She walked to Tommy's side and had almost touched his arm when a thunder struck, making Kim jumped. Her heart thumped faster in her chest. Oh God.

Inhaling a deep breath of air, Kim reached out her hand then stopped. When Tommy's sleeping he looked… harmless. He kept his hair in his pony tail and his arms held the pillow to his chest. Now that she studied his face closer, she could tell that his eyelashes were so long, longer than hers.

Kim was hesitated for a while. Oh, whatever. She had completely lost her face today, one more thing wouldn't change that.

" Tommy," she called out. He didn't even stir.

" Hey, Tommy, wake up," she nudged his arms, shaking his body. He only tightened his grip on his pillow.

" Tommy Oliver," she shook his body with more strength this time. " wake up,"

" Hmm… one more minute, Mom," he mumbled fuzzily.

Kim chuckled. Okay, so let's get down and dirty. " Sorry, mate," she whispered before grasping the edge of his pillow and pulled it out of his embrace.

It worked.

" What the -,"

" Oh, great, Tommy, you're awake!" Kim piped up happily, a slight guilt lacing her voice.

" What are you doing?" he grumbled, frowning deeply and snatched back his pillow. " stay away from me," he lay on his side, his back towards Kim. His light snore told Kim that he had back to the dream island.

" Oh, come on! Tommy, wake up!" Kim sat on the bed and started shaking his arm. " don't sleep,"

After two minutes of whining, Tommy jerked his arm from Kim's grip and sat up. His eyes were red and unfocused. " What do you want, Kimberly?" he yelled.

She smiled nervously. " I need to go to the toilet,"

" Then go already," Tommy lay back and closed his eyes. " don't bother me. I won't be looking for you," he mumbled.

Oh, such a humiliation. She couldn't believe she actually pleaded to him. " I didn't make a report! I'm… go with me… please,"

" What?" his voice was muffled.

" Yeah, please?" she would kill Trini and Jason once she went home. They're so, really, utterly dead!

" Oh, God, Kim. It's two in the morning and you wake me up to escort you to the toilet?" he unburied his face from the pillow and glared at her. " you're so unbelievable,"

Okay, so they're both unbelievable people. She could live with that. " Hurry up!"

" Man…," Tommy sat up and Kim moved, giving him room. He stood on his feet and looked at Kim. " yes, please, madam," he made a motion with his hand, telling her to walk first. Kim rolled her eyes and led the way.

In the movie, there's a long haired woman, Mrs. Dominic walked along the similar dark corridor with a candle in her hand. She had been dead for fifty years. Kim shivered and grasped Tommy's white tanktop.

He looked down at her and raised his eyebrows. " Scared?"

Kim ignored his leer and looked forward but not releasing her grip. The woodened floor squeaked along with their steps.

" This place isn't haunted, is it?" she asked silently.

Tommy laughed. As tough as she seemed to be, Kim was still a girl. " I don't know. I think I saw a gravestone when I was-,"

" Stop it!" Kim hit his arm.

He could feel her warm breath on his arm and he smiled. " You must be really really scare that you can stand it to walk this close to me without hitting me or arguing with me,"

" Er… I just hit you like eight seconds ago?"

They stopped in front of the door that was supposed to be the toilet. It was right beside the bathroom and they both were equally dark.

Tommy clicked the switched on, showing them the toilet. It was small and amazingly, was pretty clean. " Do you want me to get in with you?" he asked, looking at her hand that still clucthed his shirt tightly. She reflectively released her grip with a red face.

" Don't go," she said sternly.

" Just hurry, I'm so sleepy," Tommy yawned, stretching his arms. Kim walked in and he leaned back against the wall. It looked like they were the only guests in this inn. Well, no wonder. He was on the verge of sleep when Kim opened the door with a loud bang and she ran out quickly.

" Oh God, oh God! Tommy, there's a cockcroach in there!" she moved behind him, grabbing his arm.

" Kim, it's just a little animal," he clicked off the light. " ready to go back?"

She looked at him with terror in her eyes and nodded. " This place is so nasty. Can you imagine that there's a living-, Tommy!"

The guy turned his head weakly. " Now what?"

" There's, there's something on my back," Kim said in alarm. Jason is dead. So dead. He will pay.

" Where?" she felt like her feet had been nailed to the floor. Tommy walked around her and whistled. Her heart jumped.

" Take it, take it! Please, take it!"

" Easy does it. It's just a firefly," the glowing bug stuck on Kim's mid back.

" JUST a firefly? Take it! Tommy!" Kim nearly shouted. It was a beautiful bug, but NOT when it was on her back. "Tommy!"

He carefully took it and put it on the wall. " There," he moved forwards and looked down at Kim. Even in the dark, her face was noticeable white. She woke him up at two in morning, so it's okay if he did just a little…" Kim, look out behind you!"

He definitely didn't prepare himself for the next thing coming. Kim shrieked and dashed into his arms, burrowing her face into his chest.

" What? What? Tommy!"

He was surprised. Kim nearly sobbed against his chest. Her hair slightly tickled his nose. He patted her back lightly and disentangled her arms from his waist. " Er, Kim, I was joking,"

What? Joking? He said he was joking? She wanted to punch him so much that it hurt. " You…!"

" Let's get back to the room before the owner wakes up. Man, your scream can wake the dead," he said. A discomforty still lingered. For a moment he thought about what he'd said about Kim being too short. In fact, she fit his arms just perfectly.

She's still glaring at him and walked ahead of him. Seemed rage could overcome her fear. Well, like they said, hells have no fury like woman's scorns.

Kimberly stopped when she'd reached their room and turned to face him.

" What?"

" Thank you," then she opened the door and walked in.

Tommy was silence for a while before following her in. " You're welcome,"


Ha! I just love Hello Kitty, I think it's so cute:) Review please, let me know what you think. Your reviews make me very happy. But NO flame. Thanks for reading and see you in the next chapter :)

- Yuuri