This is a One-Shot I thought of yesterday because I get bored… I'm writing it now because I feel like updating, but I don't want to update my other stories just yet… Plus, I don't want to do my homework yet… After food, I'll do it… Can't do homework on an empty stomach! Oh yeah! I got homework over break, I forgot to tell you! Aren't I lucky? I get EFFING HOMEWORK over the holiday break! GAH! I hate my teachers…
My Name
Kimiko sat with her arms folded across her chest; the Showdown going on was irritating her. A truth or lie battle between Raimundo and Jack. So many of the questions were about her; she would beat the living daylights out of both of them later. Anger boiled in her veins as she heard Jack confess to having stolen one of Kimiko's bras two weeks ago.
"Not enjoying the show, young monk?" Kimiko's eyes darted to the owner of the voice that just spoke for a brief moment, but quickly returned to the Showdown. Chase Young had gone to see who would win the Wu, and seeing the little girl so angry was something he couldn't pass up any more than punching Jack.
"What's the matter little one? Cat got your-" Chase had begun teasing her, when she interrupted.
"Little one isn't my name," she spat. Chase smirked and scoffed at her. Kimiko hissed out, "Why can't you ever just call me by my real name? You call Omi by his name…"
"I don't refer to your friends by their real names, little one," he said with a smirk.
"Why can't you just use my name?" she spat, throwing her hands down and spinning her head to glare daggers at him.
Chase grinned and he asked calmly, "You want me to call you by your name?"
"Please," Kimiko said, crossing her arms over her chest again.
Smiling like the Cheshire cat, Chase leaned in and put his lips to her ear. He felt her shiver and tense up instantly upon contact. Chuckling softly, Chase parted his lips and blew gently on her ear. She shivered once more and Chase whispered her name. "Kimiko-oanh…" he purposely transformed the ending of her name into a sensual moan.
Kimiko trembled and she breathed, "S-say it again…"
Chase grinned and choked out another moan to tease her. "Kiimiko-ooohhh…"
Her flesh shivered as heat pooled between her legs. Kimiko quickly adjusted her head and she moved his head as well. She put her hands against the back of the evil emperor's neck and she pulled his lips down into hers for a dark, seductive kiss.
Their lips parted once more and Kimiko whispered, "Say my name…"
"Mm…" Chase purred happily as he rubbed his nose against hers. The Eskimo kiss made Kimiko smile, but she wanted to hear her name roll off his thin, yet beautiful lips in his slow, smooth, sensual voice again. Chase licked her lower lip softly and he growled out, "Kimiko…"
Oh, never would Kimiko hear her name uttered in such a way! From that moment on, Kimiko only ever wanted to hear him say her name ever again. Nobody else would make her name something so melodious and alluring.
Well that was disturbing…
I'm not sure why I thought of this… Maybe it was the fact that Chase never said Kimiko's name except for when he was good…
