Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Everything I Ever Wanted ❯ Everything I Ever Wanted ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Disclaimer: Ok, I don't own Digimon; not the show or any merchandise. In fact I only started becoming obsessed with the show b/c of my best bud (I like Matt, hehe).
Author's Note: Wow, having to write this is really dumb and is just gonna be me rambling for a while. I love the show and was only to happy when someone (Danielle) got me involved in fanfic/ addicted to it and Digimon. I love the episode when they're older, if I ever get to see it. I like Matt; I could say that over and over, in fact I have, in a giddy happy voice. Well I hope you like the story, or at least this first part. I have writer's block so a review with ideas would be helpful. Now if you hate the story then we can pretend I was having a blonde moment when writing it. Be aware there are some curses, no one be offended please, and don't worry about hurting my feelings w/ reviews; I can handle the truth!!!
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"Oh shit, where the hell is the phone?" Mimi shouted to herself. There was definite ringing coming from somewhere in the mess she called a room. It was so bad that she couldn't even she the floor anymore.
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"Ah ha, I found it" Mimi cried in triumph. "Hello?"
"Hey Mimi, it's Kari."
"Hey, what's up Kari?"
"I was just calling to see if you were coming clubbing with the rest of the group tonight, the scene is supposed to be jumping."
"Kari, I don't know if I'm up for a night watching Sora and Matt grinding; I don't think my heart is strong enough."
"Well then it's settled, you're coming."
"But Kari..."
"Mimi, Sora can't make it, Matt will be all by his lonesome, and probably in need of company."
"Well then you know I'll be there, after all, it's my duty to help a friend in need, hehe."
"Great Tai and I will come by around 8 to pick you up."
"Cool, but OH MY GOD, I only have three hours to look drop dead gorgeous, I have to get started right away, bye Kari."
Mimi hung up and threw the phone onto a huge pile of cloths and began frantically searching through her closet for the perfect outfit. In two hours she had tried on every piece of clothing she owned at least twice in front of her full-length mirror.
"Ok, I'll resume the search later, now it's time to focus on hair and makeup."
After putting her hair half up and adding sparkling jewel clips, Mimi attempted to apply her makeup with hopes of achieving a natural look.
"There finished, now what the hell do I wear?"
After another half-hour Mimi finally decided to wear a light pink tub top and tight black leather pants.
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"Just in time." Mimi muttered while running down the stairs to greet her best bud.
"Hey Tai, Kari, how do I look?" Mimi asked as she spun around.
"Wow, you look... great!" Tai exclaimed
"Yeah, you'll have all the guys eating out of the palm of your hand." Kari said mischievously.
"Well there's only one guy I want, the rest can eat out of some other girl's hand." Mimi said through a slight giggle. "We should head out if we want to get to the club on time."
"You're right, let's go." Said Tai like it was his idea to leave in the first place.
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"This music rocks!" Tai yelled to Mimi upon entering the Underground Moonlight club.
"I know," replied Mimi, "it's got a great beat for dancing."
"So would you like to..." Tai began
"Oh Hi Matt!" Mimi yelled and walked to greet before Tai could finish.
"Hey Mimi, you look great, as always." Said Matt.
"Thanks, hey maybe later we could, you know, like dance, or something." rambled Mimi.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Matt replied, he wasn't really paying attention to what Mimi was saying. How could he with a club full of dancing happy couples, and Sora nowhere to be seen. He knew she wasn't coming, but a part of him still hoped she would appear; he longed to hold her close, to smell the sweet sent of her hair, and to have her soft lips tenderly kissing his. Matt was so busy fantasizing; he didn't realize everyone had moved to a table and that he was left standing alone in a corner. Hell, he didn't even realize an hour of the night had past and he hadn't talked or danced with one person.
After another half hour Mimi noticed that Matt still hadn't moved. He looked so sad and lonely. "Well," Mimi thought, "It's now or never." As she walked to Matt's corner.
"So are you ready to dance?"
"Mimi, I'm not really in the mood, I miss Sora and there's one other little problem."
"What's that?"
"I'm not really the world's best dancer."
"Is that all? I can help with that, come on!" Mimi said as she dragged Matt onto the dance floor.
"Mimi I really don't want to." Matt complained.
"Matt, as your friend it's my duty to cheer you up, so please no whining or arguing, you and I are going to dance. It'll be fun!"
"Fine." Matt gave in with a sigh.
"Ok, lets see your moves."
"See Mimi, that's the problem, I don't have any," Matt whispered into her ear.
"Oh, then I'll have to help you find your inner dancer." Mimi replied with a giggle. Matt laughed too. "Hah, you just laughed, you're cheering up already."
"The first thing you need to do is get a feel for the music, don't just hear it, move with it, like this." Mimi began showing off some her best moves as a demonstration. Matt tried to feel the music as Mimi put it, but he really was a horrible dancer, and he ended up looking like a person with muscle spasms. Mimi tried to control her laughter, but it finally all came bursting out.
"What?" Matt asked, "I'm feeling the music, I'm dancing."
"I'm sorry to say this, but Matt what your doing can't be called dancing, you look...like your...having multiple...spasms." Mimi stuttered through giggles.
"Hey, I said I couldn't dance, I'm leaving."
"No come on Matt, I'm sorry. Maybe we need to try a hands on approach." Matt looked at Mimi questioningly. "Just trust me and come here." Mimi said. "Let me help you." Mimi put her hands on Matt's waist and pulled him closer to her, close enough for her to smell his cologne and feel the warmth of his body; it was almost enough to make her knees collapse.
"Here, now put your hands on my waist and feel what I do, then you try it."
Matt put his hands on her waist and tried to mimic Mimi's moves while her hands added extra support by lightly guiding his hips. He couldn't get over how good it felt to hold her in his arms; to smell the sent of strawberries in her hair and to feel her silky, warm skin against his hands.
Mimi looked into Matt's eyes, and he noticed how breathtakingly beautiful they were. Mimi put her head against his chest, and he hoped that she couldn't feel or hear his heart beat increase. My god, what's wrong with me? Matt thought. I have a girlfriend and I love her, but being with Mimi, it's like experiencing heaven, I can't remember ever feeling like this with Sora; god knows how much I wanted to though.
Mimi was floating on a cloud, she was in Matt's arms feeling his hands on her waist, and hearing his heart race. I wish I knew he loved me as much as I love him, I wish he would ask me out, but most of all I wish I was his girlfriend. At the mention of that word, girlfriend, Mimi's fantasy came crashing down and caused her to pull away from Matt. She remembered he already had a girlfriend that he loved. Mimi almost wanted to cry.
"What's wrong, Mimi? Why'd you pull away like that?" Matt asked. His eyes were filled with concern.
"Ummm... the song ended. I'm gonna take a dancing break, ok? By the way, you did great for your first dancing lesson."
"Thanks, I had a great teacher." Matt said with a smile that melted Mimi's heart.
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"Come on everyone, hustle!! My grandmother tackles better then you clowns. Mimi, at least attempt to catch the ball instead of screaming when it comes near you. Tai try to stop the other team from scoring, and Matt please control your throwing, so that a player on your team can actually catch the football." The gym teacher screamed hoping her students would finally put some effort into their football game.
"But if I somehow do catch the ball, Ms. Summers, then there's a large possibility that I'll get knocked down by another player." Mimi whined.
"First, being "knocked down" is called being tackled, and second that's the point of the game. If you don't start participating more I'm going to have to give you a lower grade."
"Fine Ms. Summers, I'll give football a try." Mimi said through clinched teeth. Ugh, whoever invented a sport where girls have to run like wild around a field, break nails catching pig-skinned balls, and be tackled was insane. I mean ewwwww, if I hit the ground then my gym outfit with be ruined; grrrrr, what a horrid game!!!
"Down, set, hike!!" Matt yelled. The ball twirled through the air with perfect form, heading straight for Mimi.
"I got it, I got it!!" Mimi cried.
"I'll get her." Tai said to the running back.
"Wahoo, I got it, I caught the ball...Ahhhhhh!" Mimi screamed as Tai came at her from the side and took her down, but he fell down too. Tai landed on top of Mimi and they both just started laughing.
"Tai...you...can...get...off...me...now" Mimi said through giggles.
"Oh right, sorry."
Why isn't Tai getting off Mimi yet, I mean what the hell are they doing down there. Why is Mimi letting him stay on top of her; Oh My God, why do I even care? I can't believe I'm jealous of Tai because he got to tackle Mimi, mainly because he gets to have his body lying gently on top of her. He can probably feel her warm breath, smell the strawberry sent of her hair, hell he's close enough for their lips to touch. Why do I care? I love Sora, don't I? Matt thought while giving Tai a dirty look.
"Thanks for my first tackle, you may have hurt my shoulder, stained my shirt, and ruined the play for my team, but it was incredibly funny." Said Mimi as Tai finally helped her up.
"No problem, it was my pleasure to push you down to the ground and land on top of you, heck it was fun."
"Which part, knocking me down or landing on top of me?" Mimi teased.
"See knocking you down was good for the team, but landing on top of you was the fun part for me." Tai whispered into her ear.
What the hell is Tai doing now? Doesn't he realize we should be playing football? Why is he leaning so damn close to her; is he kissing her? Is that why her smile is so wide and bright? Dimmitt, why the hell do I have to care?
"Mimi, Tai, save the laughing and flirting for your next class; this is physical education, now get out there and play football!!"
"Yes Ms. Summers," they replied in unison. "And we weren't flirting." Mimi added. Matt couldn't help but sigh and smile in relief. They weren't flirting; Mimi and Tai weren't kissing, they were just two friends playing the game. Why does this make me feel so happy and relieved?
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Ok, that's all the story I got in me, I just can't think of what should happen next and I don't want to screw up the story by adding useless information or screwing with the plot. Help would be very kind of any readers as long as they don't mind the possibility of me using their ideas; I mean I'd give you credit and everything. Just please tell me what you truly think and if possible add messages of adoration, praise, and worship me for the gifted writer I am. Hehe, j/k. j/k. j/k, although any worship would be welcomed.
Author's Note: Wow, having to write this is really dumb and is just gonna be me rambling for a while. I love the show and was only to happy when someone (Danielle) got me involved in fanfic/ addicted to it and Digimon. I love the episode when they're older, if I ever get to see it. I like Matt; I could say that over and over, in fact I have, in a giddy happy voice. Well I hope you like the story, or at least this first part. I have writer's block so a review with ideas would be helpful. Now if you hate the story then we can pretend I was having a blonde moment when writing it. Be aware there are some curses, no one be offended please, and don't worry about hurting my feelings w/ reviews; I can handle the truth!!!
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"Oh shit, where the hell is the phone?" Mimi shouted to herself. There was definite ringing coming from somewhere in the mess she called a room. It was so bad that she couldn't even she the floor anymore.
>
"Ah ha, I found it" Mimi cried in triumph. "Hello?"
"Hey Mimi, it's Kari."
"Hey, what's up Kari?"
"I was just calling to see if you were coming clubbing with the rest of the group tonight, the scene is supposed to be jumping."
"Kari, I don't know if I'm up for a night watching Sora and Matt grinding; I don't think my heart is strong enough."
"Well then it's settled, you're coming."
"But Kari..."
"Mimi, Sora can't make it, Matt will be all by his lonesome, and probably in need of company."
"Well then you know I'll be there, after all, it's my duty to help a friend in need, hehe."
"Great Tai and I will come by around 8 to pick you up."
"Cool, but OH MY GOD, I only have three hours to look drop dead gorgeous, I have to get started right away, bye Kari."
Mimi hung up and threw the phone onto a huge pile of cloths and began frantically searching through her closet for the perfect outfit. In two hours she had tried on every piece of clothing she owned at least twice in front of her full-length mirror.
"Ok, I'll resume the search later, now it's time to focus on hair and makeup."
After putting her hair half up and adding sparkling jewel clips, Mimi attempted to apply her makeup with hopes of achieving a natural look.
"There finished, now what the hell do I wear?"
After another half-hour Mimi finally decided to wear a light pink tub top and tight black leather pants.
>
"Just in time." Mimi muttered while running down the stairs to greet her best bud.
"Hey Tai, Kari, how do I look?" Mimi asked as she spun around.
"Wow, you look... great!" Tai exclaimed
"Yeah, you'll have all the guys eating out of the palm of your hand." Kari said mischievously.
"Well there's only one guy I want, the rest can eat out of some other girl's hand." Mimi said through a slight giggle. "We should head out if we want to get to the club on time."
"You're right, let's go." Said Tai like it was his idea to leave in the first place.
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"This music rocks!" Tai yelled to Mimi upon entering the Underground Moonlight club.
"I know," replied Mimi, "it's got a great beat for dancing."
"So would you like to..." Tai began
"Oh Hi Matt!" Mimi yelled and walked to greet before Tai could finish.
"Hey Mimi, you look great, as always." Said Matt.
"Thanks, hey maybe later we could, you know, like dance, or something." rambled Mimi.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Matt replied, he wasn't really paying attention to what Mimi was saying. How could he with a club full of dancing happy couples, and Sora nowhere to be seen. He knew she wasn't coming, but a part of him still hoped she would appear; he longed to hold her close, to smell the sweet sent of her hair, and to have her soft lips tenderly kissing his. Matt was so busy fantasizing; he didn't realize everyone had moved to a table and that he was left standing alone in a corner. Hell, he didn't even realize an hour of the night had past and he hadn't talked or danced with one person.
After another half hour Mimi noticed that Matt still hadn't moved. He looked so sad and lonely. "Well," Mimi thought, "It's now or never." As she walked to Matt's corner.
"So are you ready to dance?"
"Mimi, I'm not really in the mood, I miss Sora and there's one other little problem."
"What's that?"
"I'm not really the world's best dancer."
"Is that all? I can help with that, come on!" Mimi said as she dragged Matt onto the dance floor.
"Mimi I really don't want to." Matt complained.
"Matt, as your friend it's my duty to cheer you up, so please no whining or arguing, you and I are going to dance. It'll be fun!"
"Fine." Matt gave in with a sigh.
"Ok, lets see your moves."
"See Mimi, that's the problem, I don't have any," Matt whispered into her ear.
"Oh, then I'll have to help you find your inner dancer." Mimi replied with a giggle. Matt laughed too. "Hah, you just laughed, you're cheering up already."
"The first thing you need to do is get a feel for the music, don't just hear it, move with it, like this." Mimi began showing off some her best moves as a demonstration. Matt tried to feel the music as Mimi put it, but he really was a horrible dancer, and he ended up looking like a person with muscle spasms. Mimi tried to control her laughter, but it finally all came bursting out.
"What?" Matt asked, "I'm feeling the music, I'm dancing."
"I'm sorry to say this, but Matt what your doing can't be called dancing, you look...like your...having multiple...spasms." Mimi stuttered through giggles.
"Hey, I said I couldn't dance, I'm leaving."
"No come on Matt, I'm sorry. Maybe we need to try a hands on approach." Matt looked at Mimi questioningly. "Just trust me and come here." Mimi said. "Let me help you." Mimi put her hands on Matt's waist and pulled him closer to her, close enough for her to smell his cologne and feel the warmth of his body; it was almost enough to make her knees collapse.
"Here, now put your hands on my waist and feel what I do, then you try it."
Matt put his hands on her waist and tried to mimic Mimi's moves while her hands added extra support by lightly guiding his hips. He couldn't get over how good it felt to hold her in his arms; to smell the sent of strawberries in her hair and to feel her silky, warm skin against his hands.
Mimi looked into Matt's eyes, and he noticed how breathtakingly beautiful they were. Mimi put her head against his chest, and he hoped that she couldn't feel or hear his heart beat increase. My god, what's wrong with me? Matt thought. I have a girlfriend and I love her, but being with Mimi, it's like experiencing heaven, I can't remember ever feeling like this with Sora; god knows how much I wanted to though.
Mimi was floating on a cloud, she was in Matt's arms feeling his hands on her waist, and hearing his heart race. I wish I knew he loved me as much as I love him, I wish he would ask me out, but most of all I wish I was his girlfriend. At the mention of that word, girlfriend, Mimi's fantasy came crashing down and caused her to pull away from Matt. She remembered he already had a girlfriend that he loved. Mimi almost wanted to cry.
"What's wrong, Mimi? Why'd you pull away like that?" Matt asked. His eyes were filled with concern.
"Ummm... the song ended. I'm gonna take a dancing break, ok? By the way, you did great for your first dancing lesson."
"Thanks, I had a great teacher." Matt said with a smile that melted Mimi's heart.
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"Come on everyone, hustle!! My grandmother tackles better then you clowns. Mimi, at least attempt to catch the ball instead of screaming when it comes near you. Tai try to stop the other team from scoring, and Matt please control your throwing, so that a player on your team can actually catch the football." The gym teacher screamed hoping her students would finally put some effort into their football game.
"But if I somehow do catch the ball, Ms. Summers, then there's a large possibility that I'll get knocked down by another player." Mimi whined.
"First, being "knocked down" is called being tackled, and second that's the point of the game. If you don't start participating more I'm going to have to give you a lower grade."
"Fine Ms. Summers, I'll give football a try." Mimi said through clinched teeth. Ugh, whoever invented a sport where girls have to run like wild around a field, break nails catching pig-skinned balls, and be tackled was insane. I mean ewwwww, if I hit the ground then my gym outfit with be ruined; grrrrr, what a horrid game!!!
"Down, set, hike!!" Matt yelled. The ball twirled through the air with perfect form, heading straight for Mimi.
"I got it, I got it!!" Mimi cried.
"I'll get her." Tai said to the running back.
"Wahoo, I got it, I caught the ball...Ahhhhhh!" Mimi screamed as Tai came at her from the side and took her down, but he fell down too. Tai landed on top of Mimi and they both just started laughing.
"Tai...you...can...get...off...me...now" Mimi said through giggles.
"Oh right, sorry."
Why isn't Tai getting off Mimi yet, I mean what the hell are they doing down there. Why is Mimi letting him stay on top of her; Oh My God, why do I even care? I can't believe I'm jealous of Tai because he got to tackle Mimi, mainly because he gets to have his body lying gently on top of her. He can probably feel her warm breath, smell the strawberry sent of her hair, hell he's close enough for their lips to touch. Why do I care? I love Sora, don't I? Matt thought while giving Tai a dirty look.
"Thanks for my first tackle, you may have hurt my shoulder, stained my shirt, and ruined the play for my team, but it was incredibly funny." Said Mimi as Tai finally helped her up.
"No problem, it was my pleasure to push you down to the ground and land on top of you, heck it was fun."
"Which part, knocking me down or landing on top of me?" Mimi teased.
"See knocking you down was good for the team, but landing on top of you was the fun part for me." Tai whispered into her ear.
What the hell is Tai doing now? Doesn't he realize we should be playing football? Why is he leaning so damn close to her; is he kissing her? Is that why her smile is so wide and bright? Dimmitt, why the hell do I have to care?
"Mimi, Tai, save the laughing and flirting for your next class; this is physical education, now get out there and play football!!"
"Yes Ms. Summers," they replied in unison. "And we weren't flirting." Mimi added. Matt couldn't help but sigh and smile in relief. They weren't flirting; Mimi and Tai weren't kissing, they were just two friends playing the game. Why does this make me feel so happy and relieved?
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Ok, that's all the story I got in me, I just can't think of what should happen next and I don't want to screw up the story by adding useless information or screwing with the plot. Help would be very kind of any readers as long as they don't mind the possibility of me using their ideas; I mean I'd give you credit and everything. Just please tell me what you truly think and if possible add messages of adoration, praise, and worship me for the gifted writer I am. Hehe, j/k. j/k. j/k, although any worship would be welcomed.