Split Decisions ~Miyakos POV~ Chapter 4: A Sudden Urge I sat on the edge of the bed, my mind spinning. Then, after a while, I heard the door knob 'click'. It was Floramon, holding a tray. She placed the tray on the night table, which I had not noticed, and went away. "Floramon wait!" I called. She turned around, her red eyes still glowing. "No matter who is controlling you, I want to say thanks." I said, softly. I swore she smiled a little, but then it disappeared and she just walked out the door. I glanced at the tray. It was soup, a neatly made sandwich with the crusts cut off, and some crackers. The soup was creamy ivory white colour. I was guessing it was Clam Chowder. And the sandwich had orange, and green things at the side. I wondered for a moment if the food was poisonous, but then thought, 'if he wanted to kill me, he could've easily'. So I ate the food, very neatly, and slowly. The cape felt warm and comforting. After when I finished, I looked for a place to put the dirty dishes, but nothing came into sight. I left it there, and decided to take care of that later. I sat back on the bed, and un-zipped the cape. I placed it over me, as my back leaned on the oak headboard, which had carvings of a very scary Digimon there. I stared at the ceiling. Also seeing a artful splashed drawing of a scary Digimon with ripped wings, hungry fangs, a bloodthirsty stare, looking down on me. Shuddering, I nearly gave a shriek. It seemed so real. I closed my eyes, as I began to playback some things the Kaiser had said... ~Kaiser's POV~ I sat in the monitor room , fingering my new triple-powered spire with immense satisfaction. I glanced at one of the monitors again. I saw the Digidestined getting ready to leave, and a helpless Iori calling: "Don't worry, Miyako-San, we shall come back tomorrow!" Then they all disappeared. Turning my attention to another monitor, I saw Floramon outside Miyako's door, wandering back and forth, back and forth. As I turned my attention to the monitor in front of me, I saw Miya-Chan(A/N Boy does he have a lot of nicknames for her!) sleeping peacefully with my cape over her. She was smiling a little. But her face clearly showed she was confused. So was I. I never thought a girl could have this affect on me. But a girl did. And it was Miyako. My angel. I didn't know if I loved her. But I was pretty sure I was close enough to loving her. If I wanted to, I could make Miyako mine in a second, but I didn't want that. I wanted her to really, really, feel that way, not me forcing her too, that's what my soul said. And me too. When Miyako asked me why I didn't capture Hikari... I was surprised. Was my Miyako not better than Hikari? Did she think that? Honestly, she doesn't know how much better she is than Hikari. I know that some people, like Takeru and Daisuke thought Hikari was better. But even I had seen Daisuke sneak lonely, sad, secret looks at Miyako, and that Koshirou Izumi, and even Michael. A Digidestined, whom I saw, was from America. Only, Takeru, I could tell, really favoured Hikari. Loved even. And Hikari loved him back. I would do anything in this world for Miyako to love me. She was so like *that*, and-different from any other girl. She was tough and sweet, devilish and angelic, smart and clueless, gullible, and yet not-so-gullible, loud and quiet, pretty and cute, everything. I smiled as I remembered a certain time I heard her talk about me with her Digimon, Hawkmon. "Hey, Hawkmon, what do you think about Ken Ichijouji?" "Who is, Miyako, Ken Ichijouji?" "That cute genius!" Miyako laughed. "Oh, Hawkmon, your so not-up-to-date!" I chuckled quietly. She was always laughing, so bright and cheerful. That brightness had attracted me like a horseshoe magnet, and a magnet. Clinging. Then as Miyako fell asleep, I saw how peaceful she was. Then I felt a sudden urge to do something.(A/N Nothing to hentai ...) I don't know why. I had the sudden urge to wake her up, and just...just... kiss the life out of both of us. To taste her. And more. But I held back. But that urge just kept it's grip on me. Like, when you see something you want, you want it bad. Finally, after a long time, I finally lifted myself up, and went to Miyako's room. I had lost, and the urge had won. I opened the door quietly, sending Floramon away first. I closed it quietly, and crept to where Miyako was. "Oh..." My Angel was so peaceful...I put the thin silk blanket over the cape. And I stared at her intensely for a moment. Then-I bent down and kissed her. Not just a small, soft peck. A really hard and passionate one. I didn't stop, just kept on going. She tasted like...sweet candy, a rare candy, like spring, sunshine...raspberries, and wine, and...I gently forced her mouth open with my greedy tongue, as I was intoxicated, hypnotized, by that kiss... A/N: So, I might be finishing this story first THEN the other I'm Sorry one, but it won't take too long, I am planning on one chapter a day, or two days, or three. Depends on my mood. |
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