"The prom king is...Michael!"

The crowd cheered loudly as Michael walked up onto the stage and took his place next to Mimi who had minutes before been crowned queen of the prom.

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Sora smiled as she approached Yamato, ready to play her part in getting revenge against her ex-best friend Mimi. "You know, it's too bad that Michael won, I really thought that you had a chance."

"I think I'll somehow manage to hide my disappointment." Yamato's sarcastic reply caused Sora to shoot him a quick glare before managing to compose herself and try again.

"Well," Sora began, moving closer to Yamato and lowering her voice as well, "seems as if I won the bet. Mimi owes me money, you see, because she wasn't able to make you prom king like she boasted she could." The words whispered caught Yamato off guard and he turned to look at Sora who just smiled sweetly at him.

"What are you talking about?" Yamato's azure eyes were beginning to turn cold which caused Sora's smile to just grow bigger.

"A few weeks ago, Mimi who didn't have a date for prom, suddenly had this idea that she could fix you up enough so she could not only take you to prom, but have you be crowned king as well. I told her it wasn't a good idea and that you wouldn't win, no offense, because you have no interest in these sort of school matters. She refused to believe me though and even decided to make it into a bet, I didn't want to accept it but she kept insisting and I had no choice at all." Sora laid her hand on Yamato's arm, almost as if she were trying to comfort him after hearing what she decided she'd tell him as "the truth".

"And you expect me to believe this?" Yamato arched a brow as he looked at the girl next to him, wanting to not believe her, but at the same time it almost felt as if something clicked in the back of his mind.

"Why do you think she looks so unhappy even though she was crowned queen?" Sora asked innocently as she nodded her head in the direction of the stage. Yamato turned back to the stage and, although he didn't want to admit it, Mimi did look unhappy.

"Whatever." Pulling his arm away from Sora, Yamato turned and began to walk in the opposite direction of the stage.

Sora waited until Yamato was out of earshot before laughing quietly to herself. Turning to go look for Daisuke, Sora instead found herself face to face with Taichi instead. Her smile disappeared and she took a step back at the look of fury that was burning in Taichi's golden brown eyes. Instead of saying something to her, like she expected, Taichi just grabbed her arm and began to pull her through the crowd, ignoring the quite, half-hearted protests that Sora was giving.

Making their way through the crowd, Taichi lead Sora out of the room, down a hall, and outside into the dark night. It was after the door closed behind them and Taichi looked to make sure no one was around, before he turning and facing the girl he had once loved.

"Why would you do that Sora?" The words Taichi spoke were colder than the night air and Sora fought the urge to start rubbing her arms for warmth.

"That bitch deserves it. She did the same thing to me, I'm only repaying her for it!" Sora snapped, wishing she felt as brave as she tried to sound. The look Taichi gave her caused her heart to ache in a way she hadn't felt in a long time.

"So you decided to not only try to get back at her but also involve Yamato as well?" Taichi shook his head and looked away from Sora, wishing what he said wasn't true but knowing it was.

Sora turned her head before speaking, knowing that if Taichi saw her face, he'd be able to tell she was lying. "It's not my fault Mimi decided to drag Yamato into this, it's all her idea."

"You're a terrible liar." Taichi laughed as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit up.

Shooting Taichi a glare, Sora turned to head back inside, but was stopped as Taichi grabbed her and spun her around to face him, before leaning down and pressing his lips firmly against her own. Surprised by the kiss, Sora just stood there, unsure of what to do next.

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Mimi could only try to suppress the groan she felt wanting to escape at hearing that the prom king was once again Michael. After the last few encounters she had with him, she couldn't decide on whether to punch him or just try to avoid him completely. Not only was he a jerk but he was a creepy one at that which just made him ten times worse then any normal creep or jerk. He smiled at her as his crown was placed on his head and before she could stop herself, she rolled her eyes in disgust and looked away while he thanked everyone for voting for him. 'Probably rigged the ballots.' Looking back over at him, she saw his hand extended towards her and everyone staring at her as if waiting for her to accept.

"The dance?" Michael prompted her quietly, causing her to remember what was supposed to happen next. Without any enthusiasm, Mimi placed her hand in Michael's and allowed herself to be lead onto the dance floor by him. If it wasn't the one duty she had as being prom queen, she would have slugged him and left him on the stage alone. The music began to play, a slow song that Mimi had liked but realized she'd have to hate after tonight and the dance that she was taking part in with Michael.

"We look good together." Michael whispered as he placed his hand on her waist and pulled her closer than was necessary.

Mimi only grunted in return while her eyes scanned the watching crowd, looking for Yamato.

"I'm so glad I get to share this dance with you." Michael whispered into Mimi's ear as the two of them danced to a slow song. "After that great night we had at the party, I just had to have you as my queen."

Mimi turned to face Michael, eyes narrowing and her grip on him tightening as she dug her nails into his hand. "What are you talking about? Nothing happened."

"Oh? Is that what Ishida told you?" Michael laughed, causing Mimi to glare at him.

"Of course, because nothing happened between us. I passed out on a bed." Why was Michael bringing that night up? Nothing had happened, she had just passed out after drinking, that was a normal thing.

"So he didn't mention how he interrupted us in bed together?" Michael couldn't help but grin at seeing Mimi's face pale quickly. "You got drunk and dragged me up to that bedroom and who was I to say no to Princess Mimi?" Leaning forward, Michael brought his rough, dry lips hard against Mimi's and before she could register what was going on, he spun her away from himself to put some distance between themselves.

Feeling sick to her stomach, Mimi's eyes anxiously searched the crowd, looking for the face of Yamato, the one person she wanted to see more than anything else at that moment. She didn't know why, but she felt that if she could just get to him, that everything would be okay, that nothing Michael told her would matter anymore. When her cinnamon orbs finally found the azure pair she had been so desperately looking for, she was surprised to see them cold and instead of glaring at Michael, they were instead glaring at her as if she was the one who had done something wrong. What was going on? Michael pulled her close and she turned, out of rhythm with the music to look for Yamato once more, but he was gone. Why was Yamato angry at her? He was the one who had lied about that night at the party. He said nothing had happened, that she had just passed out so why, why was he mad at her?

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After the dance had ended, Mimi managed to escape into the crowd and away from Michael as a new song began to play and everyone began to dance. She headed in the direction she had seen Yamato previously, hoping he was still nearby. As she arrived at the place she had seen him, she looked around and was disappointed to find him nowhere in sight. Where are you? Standing on her toes, she searched the crowd, trying desperately to find him, but the lights had dimmed and it was almost impossible to make out anyone from a distance. Growing both annoyed and anxious, Mimi headed once more into the crowd, hoping to find him, but at the same time knowing that it was pointless to be checking the last place he would be at.

A sudden hand on Mimi's arm caused her to turn around and to her surprise she found the familiar face of Yamato staring down at her, blank of emotion except for the coldness of his azure eyes. Without thinking, they reached for each other and began dancing to the music, their bodies craving the familiar touch of the other although their minds were filled with confusion, hurt and anger at what they had recently learned. Neither was sure what to believe at that moment, the person that they were touching, a touch that satiated a hunger they never knew they had, or the whispered words of someone they didn't trust.

Mimi's mind fumbled as she danced, trying in vain to put words together in her head, trying to form a sentence that would make sense. She wanted to ask him why he lied to her, but she also wanted to know why he was mad at her. Something was off, not right and she just wished more than anything she could fix this unseen problem and make everything better. All she wanted at that moment was for him to smile at her and for them to be okay. Catching his gaze, she felt a pain in her chest at realizing the coldness hadn't dissipated any since they had begun to dance.

Despite being so close to her, he still felt angry at having listened to Sora and her lies. But a small voice in the back of his head kept bothering him, kept asking what he would do if Sora was right? But she wasn't though, Mimi wouldn't do that to him, she had changed, he had seen that change, hadn't he? It would be best to just come out and ask Mimi about it, to hear the truth from her instead of fighting himself over what Sora had said to him. Mimi finally met his gaze and he could see clearly the mixture of emotions that were behind her eyes.

"Yamato," Mimi began, tearing her gaze away from his, "did something happen at the party between Michael and me?" Her words caught Yamato off guard, she could tell by the way his body stiffened under her touch. Despite trying to fight the feeling, Mimi couldn't help but feel a small stab of fear shoot through her body. She waited for an answer but soon realized that he wouldn't or couldn't answer her question. Looking up, she saw him looking away from her. "Matt, please."

"I found you with no clothes on." The words came out slowly and he squeezed his eyes shut, wishing he didn't have to tell her the truth; he wanted to protect her from it. "Michael was there, he-"

"What? You told me nothing happened!" Mimi whispered, causing him to open his eyes and meet her angry gaze. How could he have kept something so big from her? Didn't he think she should have known what happened? "Why would you lie to me and keep that a secret?"

Her words hurt but at the same time he couldn't help but think about what Sora had told him earlier. He wasn't the only one keeping secrets if what she had told him was true. He knew it was bad timing, knew he should wait and straighten things out with Mimi about the whole Michael scenario first, but he asked anyways. "What about the bet you had going with Sora over me?" He wanted her to laugh, to say Sora was wrong and he was an idiot for believing her, but the look on her face changed from anger to one of surprise and guilt.

"H-How did you find out about that?" Her words stung and he almost wished that he hadn't asked and had remained in the dark about her secret.

"Heh...so it is true." His words were cold and he felt himself starting to feel detached, apathetic to the situation that was forming between them. "Sora was kind enough to fill me in on the bet that decided to make with her over making me prom king. Sorry to disappoint you."

Mimi's mind blanked out and for a minute all she could do was continue to sway to the music while she fumbled inside her head, looking for words to be able to put together. He had kept her in the dark about what had happened with Michael and in return he had found out about the bet, the stupid bet, that she had made with Sora weeks ago. Would he believe her if she said that she had forgotten about it? Probably not. It doesn't change the fact that I made it in the first place.

"You lied to me about Michael."

"I was trying to protect you!"

"You shouldn't have kept silent about something that important!"

"I was trying to help you! What's your excuse, Princess?"

"It was a stupid bet, I made it before I knew you!"

"Is that supposed to make me feel better? I'm not some toy for you to entertain yourself with!"

"I know that!"

The song ended and they stood there staring at each other, neither one knowing what to say next, their emotions pulling them in different directions. Turning, Yamato was the first to walk away, leaving a hurt and confused Mimi behind.

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The prom was winding down, only one song left for the night before it was officially over. He had gathered his band, had them start playing earlier than needed just so he could lose himself in the music. He didn't want to think, he wanted to just play what was familiar, comfort himself with something that wouldn't turn around and hurt him. One song was left, and he knew which one he was going to play. The music began and he stepped up to the microphone and closed his eyes, not wanting to see her standing in the crowd, watching him like she had been doing since they had parted.

I think I'm drowning

Asphyxiated

I wanna break this spell

That you've created

You're something beautiful

A contradiction

I wanna play the game

I want the friction

After this song he was almost free, he would almost be done with her. After the song, after the end of prom, there was only the car ride home with her, than he'd be free.

You will be the death of me

You will be the death of me

Bury it

I won't let you bury it

I won't let you smother it

I won't let you murder it

He opened his eyes and saw her standing in the back of the room, leaning against a wall and watching him. He tore his gaze away before he'd be trapped by hers. It was almost over.

Our time is running out

Our time is running out

You can't push it underground

You can't stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom

Bound and restricted

I tried to give you up

But I'm addicted

Yamato's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, recognizing a few couples, Takeru and Hikari, Kouichi and Zoe, Daisuke and Sora. His eyes narrowed as he saw Michael approach Sora and pull her away to talk to her without Daisuke hearing. He was angry at them both for what they had done, angry at Mimi for what she had done as well, but most of all he was angry at himself for getting caught up in the games they played. If he had just avoided Mimi, just kept her away from him like he always did, then there wouldn't have been any problems. There wouldn't have been any heartache.

Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation

You'd never dream of

Breaking this fixation

You will squeeze the life out of me

Bury it

I won't let you bury it

I won't let you smother it

I won't let you murder it

Mimi was unsure of what to do. Her mind was racing over everything that had happened yet it still couldn't find an answer to this problem which was keeping her and Yamato apart. Maybe she deserved this, maybe there was no chance at happiness if they were together. Think I killed any possible chance there was before. She had put on a cheerful face earlier for her friends who came by to talk and even though she wanted so badly to tell someone, to ask for their guidance, she kept her mouth closed. It was her fault they were in this mess, well, mostly her fault, so she might as well try to figure out a solution on her own, right?

Our time is running out

Our time is running out

You can't push it underground

You can't stop it screaming out

How did it come to this?

Ooooohh

You will suck the life out of me

She could have asked for a ride home from one of her friends instead of going with Yamato, but at the same time she wanted nothing more than to just be alone with him, even if it was painful. Looking up, she saw him glance at her before quickly looking away. Mimi felt her heart begin to ache again, he couldn't even stand to look at her. Guess I can't blame him. She tried to put herself in his place, tried to imagine everything happening from his point of view, but the pain she felt kept her from getting a clear picture.

Bury it

I won't let you bury it

I won't let you smother it

I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out

Our time is running out

You can't push it underground

You can't stop it screaming out

How did it come to this?

Ooooohh

The song was over, the prom had officially ended and it was time now for Yamato and Mimi to be alone together for perhaps the last time, in their car ride home.

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The song is: Muse - Time Is Running Out

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