A/n: July 16, 2009

Gah, it's so hot!! I feel like I'm melting! :P Let's blame the heat for my lack of inspiration, motivation, and dedication. Anywho, I wrote you all this... though I'm gonna be blunt and say I could have done better. But I'll let you all be the judge.

Yeah, I think I lacked on review replies these past two weeks. Sorry about that. But thank you to everyone who read and reviewed! :)

Disclaimer: PrincessJaded does not own Digimon.

Enjoy.

What a Kiss Means

by

PrincessJaded

The Shoulder

As he laid his hand on her forehead, he noted the clamminess of her skin. She was drenched in a cold sweat, her face was flushed a brilliant red, and she was shivering slightly. He hated when this happened. It meant that he had to watch their son all by himself. Not an easy feat seeing as the six-year-old seemed to have a vendetta against him. And while the child could be a handful, she made it almost effortless.

Ishida Yamato hated when his wife was sick, he wasn't prepared for moments like this. Being a father was not on his list of things he'd have done by the time he was twenty-five. But ask him if he'd change that fact, he'd say never.

After a struggle over eating vegetables and what toys were allowed in the bathtub, Yamato had managed to put their child to sleep, the little boy who looked so much like father yet had the vivacious and high-maintenance personality of his mother.

As Yamato washed the dinner dishes, he heard the sound of shuffling footsteps on the wood paneled floor. He turned around to find Mimi peering into their son's open bedroom door. She'd had managed to pull her hair into a messy ponytail and had the comforter from their bed wrapped around her frail-looking body.

She leaned against the door frame and smiled wistfully at the sight of their son who was tucked into his blue racecar bed and snuggled up with a teddy bear. She was blissfully unaware when Yamato stepped forward. And it wasn't until he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her exposed shoulder that she noticed his presence.

The chill from his skin as it connected with her warm flesh made her shiver yet she settled comfortably into his embrace. For a second, she trembled at that thought of her current appearance. She knew that she must look like a horrible mess but he either didn't notice or didn't care.

"Mimi," Yamato whispered into her ear, "Are you feeling better?"

"Mmm," she replied, giving a slight nod of her head.

"Good."

"I look awful, don't I?" she asked timidly.

Yamato lifted his chin from her shoulder and placed a chaste kiss where his head had been resting. "No. You look like the beautiful woman I want in my arms for an eternity."

The smile that spread across the face Ishida Mimi went unseen but it told a story - a fairytale ending for a princess who had longed for a prince. "And that is exactly where I'll stay."

A kiss on the shoulder means - I want you.

Review please. (Though I'm not expecting much for this one. I don't think it was as good as the others. :/ )
Diane