Title: What Michael Read (1 & 2/?)
Author: Alea
Distribution: Take it
Rating: PG right now, but soon it will be a strong NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Micheal, Maria or anyone else in Roswell land, I�m just borrowing them and twisting them for my own use.
Feedback: Yes, yes, yes! Please! This is the first Fanfic I have ever written and I would like to know what you people think of it.
�You drive me crazy!�
�Ditto!�
�Go away!�
�No, you go away. I was here first.� Maria yelled at Michael. They were having another one of their many fights. �Besides, I work here, so I have to stay.� Maria said
Micheal went and sat in a booth. �Yes, and I am a customer so it�s your job to serve me.� He smirked at her with that sexy grin of his and her face softened a little.
�God, why does he have to be so sexy� she thought, but said �It�s after hours, I�m trying to clean up, so if you want something to eat, go elsewhere, because I am leaving. You don�t need to lock the door. Liz�s going to be back from her date any minute, so she�ll lock up.� And with that, she took her bag and left.
Michael was about to leave when something caught his eye. A notebook was lying on the counter. He picked it up and flipped through the pages and then...
//FLASH// Maria was writing in her diary when all of a sudden, Michael came walking through the doors of the Crashdown Caf�. She quickly put it down, smoothed her hair, and walked toward him. //FLASH//
�Maria�s diary,� Michael said to himself. �This should be fun, he said before sitting down.
Part 2
Michael flipped through the pages, looking for his name. �Come on! She has to have something written about me,� he said to himself. Finally, he saw his name. It was for the day after they drove to Mexico.
Dear Diary,
I cannot believe this is happening! I didn�t think it was possible! I think that I, Maria DeLuca, have a crush on Micheal Guerin. I didn�t mean for it to happen. When I was assigned as his partner, I have to admit I was excited. I guess I�ve really always been attracted to him, you know with his built body, great skin, and a smile to die for. But when we were stuck in that motel, I realized that he�s a really sweet guy. Oh and remember when I said that he liked me too? Well, I have proof of that. While we were in the motel, after Liz, Max, and Isabel walked in and I rolled on top of Micheal, I could feel him. I mean HIM. I had to hide my smile. Well, I have to go to school. I seriously need to talk to Liz. I wonder if Micheal, for once, is going to come to school? I can only hope.
Maria
Micheal couldn�t believe his what he was reading. Maria had a crush on him. Micheal suddenly felt bad about reading her diary. �These are her thoughts and you shouldn�t be reading them� he told himself. Then he shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the book again. �Hey, if I read Liz�s, I can read Maria�s�
Before he could start reading again, the door opened and Liz and Max walked in, arms around each other, laughing and kissing. �They don�t see me!� He thought as Max and Liz's turned into heavy groping.
They sat down in a booth. Max leaned against the back of the seat, while Liz nipped and licked at his neck and shoulder. Max looked over Liz's shoulder and noticed Micheal.
�Micheal! Um� hey. What are you doing here?�
As soon as Max said Michael's name, Liz turned around so fast she almost fell of. A blush spread across her face as she sat on Max�s lap.
� I was trying to get your friend Maria to serve me but she left.�
Liz got up, �Well, I can�� she started, but Micheal cut her off.
�No, don�t bother. I was just leaving. Go back to what you were doing.�
He left in a hurry. He wanted to read more of her diary. He�d have to give it back tomorrow. He could give it back tomorrow. He could almost see her face when he handed it to her. I might even go into her dreams. Just to see what she dreams about.
**TBC**
Michael lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He had just finished reading the last page of Maria�s diary. He suddenly became overwhelmed with the guilt. He had read her diary he knew he should not have. It was wrong and he knew that. But god, did it do wonders for his ego. Not only did he know what Maria really thought about him, but also he knew every fantasy, daydream, and thought she had ever had about him. Now it was time for the tough part. He would have to give it back to her. That was not going to be easy. He sat up, grabbed his coat, got the diary, and headed for the door. Then he thought about it for a minute. It was 12:00. She would probably be sleeping right now. He sighed. He would just have to give it back to her tomorrow. Again, he had a thought. If he could not talk to Maria in the real world, he would just have to go into her dreams and talk to her in the dream realm. It was so perfect; he did not know why he had not thought about it before. He pulled out his yearbook from last year. It was the only one he had ever gotten. Izzy and Max had chipped in and he bought one. He opened the yearbook to page 34. He went to this page so many times, it had a crease in that page. He pointed to Maria�s picture, closed the book and lay down, thinking �Maria, Maria, Maria.�
He opened his eyes and he was at the movie theater. There was no one in sight. He walked over to the ordering counter and was looking at the food, when he heard.
�Come on! We�re going to miss the show.�
�You say that like it�s a bad thing!�
Michael ducked behind the counter, then peeked above in time to see Maria and HIM walk into the theater. He slowly got up and walked in, sitting in the very row. He watched as Maria and Michael sat 10 rows in front of him. With his sharp eyesight, a perk of being �out of this world,� he saw HIMSELF whispering into Maria�s ear, then kissing her neck. Maria reached for his shirt and started unbuttoning it.
The real Michael stared, his anger rising. Even thought this guy was him, it was not HIM. Only he could touch Maria. Just the thought of anyone else touching her made him want to kill someone. While they were �occupied�, he took this opportunity to creep down the isle and into the row behind Maria and �Michael� he watched until he could not take it any more. He could not watch HIS Maria touching someone else.
�Excuse me, could you tell me what movie is playing?� Michael, the real one, asked.
Maria�s head whipped around as she looked at Michael. Then she looked at the other one, who had all of a sudden disappeared. She looked back at Michael.
�What�s going on, Michael? How�d you move so fast?� she asked. She was out of breath, her lips swollen from his kisses.
�I didn�t. This is the real Michael.� He said with a smirk.
Maria�s face got white. �What do you mean you�re the real Michael??� she yelled. �Don�t you guys ever get tired of going into my head?�
�I..�
�What are you doing here?� she was furious. He was invading her privacy!
Michael saw that look in her eyes; it was the look a tigress had in her eyes right before she pounces on her meal. No, she was not happy. �I, uh- went to bed and all of a sudden I was here,� he lied. Yep. If he wanted to get out of here with his limbs still attached, he would have to lie. If she knew he had gone into her dream on purpose, she would kill him.
Her face softened, �Oh,� was all she said. The she remembered what her and the pretend Michael were doing. A blush spread across her face and there was an awkward silence.
Michael broke it by saying, �So, how many of these dreams, or should I say fantasies,� he grinned, �do you have about me?�
Maria turned even redder, and looked at him, �This is the first one, mind you. I-I don�t know why I dreamt that. I don�t even like you.�
Michael laughed, �Well, that�s not what I read in your diary,� He said before he could stop himself.
Maria was quiet for a moment. Then it finally sunk in. Michael. Her diary. Michael read her diary. �You read my diary? YOU READ MY DIARY!!� she screamed. � I can�t believe you! That�s invading my privacy!�
�Well, I just saw it there, and��
�You just had to read it, huh? Uhhh!� She started to hit him. She needed something to throw at him. �Popcorn� she thought, and a bag of popcorn appeared in her hand. She looked at it in amazement. She did not remember ordering popcorn. Then she thought about it. �My dream, which means anything I want, I can have.� Soon to follow the popcorn was a cup of root beer, M&Ms, licorice, Tabasco sauce, and French fries.
Michael let her throw stuff at him for a couple of minutes. He stood up before she could throw the butterfingers at him. He knocked them out of her hands, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her to him. His lips crushed against hers. They forgot where they were, who they were, everything except this moment, his lips upon hers. She pulled back, out of breath.
�Was that just to �calm me down� too?� She snapped.
�Well, that was part of the reason. The other part being that I have wanted to kiss you like that ever since our first kiss. I just knew that if I didn�t kiss you again, I was going to burst.�
Maria looked into his eyes for any sign of laughter. When she saw none, she grabbed him by his head and kissed him hard, running her hands through his spiky hair. God how she loved the feeling of her fingers through his hair. She wanted him now. She grabbed his shirt, and, in her hurry to get it off him, ripped it in two.
Michael chuckled. She was one fierce animal when she wanted something bad enough. His hands started to unbutton her shirt, his mouth kissing every piece of skin he came in contact with. Just as he got her shirt and was about to go for her bra, everything got white, and he woke up.
**TBC**