Love Potion #37: Part IV-
Revenge is Sweet.
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Author's Note: -ahem-. Well... I haven't been very nice lately, have I? It took me FOREVER just to start the fourth part... gomen nasai. -^^- I've been rather busy, and, as if you haven't noticed, been going through my blue' (depression) stage with all my new' stories and poems, like Sayanora and Lilies Will Bleed. -sigh- But I think I'm ready to get back to the fluffy stuff now... if anyone's wondering, Betraying Innocence III might (as in POSSIBLY!) be given to all of you as an early Christmas present. Okay? My email is ladytenku@densetsu.8m.com, and any ideas/flames/encouragements can be happily sent there. ^^; Otherwise I'll just be working... and working... and daydreaming...
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or any of it's supporting characters. I do, however, own this fic and it's original theme. I also own the fortune teller. -^^-
Warnings: Pretty much humor/fluff. Rated PG-13 because of..how should I put this...hints at sexual attraction. If you can't get into the movie theater w/o your mom in tow, don't read on. Also, some icky stuff in here: Jokes on Jun's.. well, bust size, and some -shudder- Yama-chan and April' romance... run while you still can!
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Dedicated to Harmony-chan! (Again.) Because you've been bugging me to do this forever...so...here it is! I'm probably just annoying you, but read the ficcie and enjoy it! Lyl!
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Hikari shut her eyes and painfully blinked, breathing in slowly and trying not to panic. The bright streetlights slurred around her as the pair walked, dimly lighting the now nearly deserted streets, blackness still hovering over most of the urban buildings as she pulled Takeru in tow, lost once more in thought and the chaos of the night.
Okay, let's recap here., thought Hikari, suddenly wanting to burst into a sudden run for the place she was headed, We have to get to Lady Reiko's shop so she can give me the antidote, and so that Takeru will be... well... normal again. And we have to hurry. I don't know, I just-
Hikari-chan? It's such a beautiful night... maybe we could just slow down and take a romantic stroll...
Hikari blinked, cutting herself and her thoughts off as she turned to look up at Takeru. He smiled, as perfect and melting as a hott model in a magazine, and Hikari couldn't help but make herself smile back. The moment lasted for about two seconds, ending when Hikari had to resurface the rather pathetic trick she was using to get the two of them to the shop in the first place.
Hm... lie. I want to get there soon, so that we can be alone and-, Hikari said, trying her best to make her voice sound low and sexy, -have some fun.
Takeru blinked, then smiled again, obviously amused for the moment. Hikari gulped and sweatdropped, picking up the pace. She really didn't want to do that again...
Well, alright baby. I just thought I'd suggest the idea, since it's such a romantic night... all the stars, and the..
Hikari sighed, starting to get tired off all the mumbled romance Takeru had shot off all evening, although, she had to admit, she had loved it at first.
...full moon.
Hikari halted suddenly, blinking as her head shot up to look at him.
The what?, Hikari said, sounding, just for a moment, a little more panicked then she had a few minutes before.
The moon., Takeru said, repeating it slowly and smiling down at her, Isn't it beautiful? Just like you, Hikari-chan...
Hikari gulped and grabbed Takeru's arm again, breathing in and out as she began to once again pick up their pace and walk faster then normal.
A full moon. She'd had enough irony tonight...
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Domo arigatou., said Miyako, smiling and bowing deeply to the uniformed woman behind the desk. She returned it with a kind smile and a small bow of her own, handing a clipboard with several papers and a pen over the desk to her as Miyako stood up once more.
It's really no problem. Just sign here, here, and here and you can check out. We'll have to notify your parents as well, and keep this on record for later medical purposes, so just fill in personal information forms and you'll be free to go!
, said Miyako, taking it and lifting the pen to begin filling out the forms, And thank you again for any trouble I may of caused.
It's fine! I'm only happy that young man who's with you brought you in, just in case something more serious might of happened to you.
Miyako smiled, looked at Koushirou over her shoulder. He smiled, adding a slightly deeper bow to the nurse and nodding.
Thank you, ma'am.
, the nurse said in reply. A few minutes passed as Miyako scribbled furiously on the papers, then lifting her head and quickly handing them over to the woman. She looked over them for a minute, page by page, and then smiled, waving her hand.
Alright, everything looks fine. Now, go! It's getting late.
Thanks again!, said Miyako as she turned, walking through the now empty waiting room and out the automatic doors of the hospital, Koushirou at her side. She smiled.
I can't believe this is happening!, thought Miyako, nearly squealing out in joy as she replayed the entire night, minus where she had blacked out, in her mind. Koushirou and I, me and Koushirou! Finally! And all I had to do was screw up with that potion thing...
Miyako smiled, looking up at Koushirou. He smiled back, taking her hand as they stepped out into the cool night.
So, where do we go from here, Koushirou?, asked Miyako. Koushirou blushed, then laughed nervously.
Um... I'm not really sure actually. I mean, I... we did just confess we had feelings for each other, didn't we? I..., he said, half mumbling under his flushed cheeks. Miyako blinked, then blinked again, raising her eyebrow as she tried to make sense of his answer.
Then it clicked. Where do we go from here?... He must of thought she meant...
Miyako laughed, blushing a little herself.
No, I mean, where do we go now that we're out of the hospital, Koushirou-chan..., she said, still laughing. Koushirou stopped, then blinked and laughed along with her, still a little embarrassed about his small mistake.
I'm not sure., said Koushirou, shaking his head as he looked down at his watch. It's about eleven. Would you like me to take you back to your apartment?
Hell yeah.., thought Miyako, swooning a little. She laughed, giving him a serious answer. There'd be time for fooling around later, once they figured out where their relationship stood.
That'd be fine. I'd really hate for my parents to worry, especially since I'll have to explain how I got into the hospital once they get that medical report., Miyako said. Koushirou nodded.
Okay. Say, Miyako?
, said Miyako, looking up once more. Koushirou looked at her quizzically.
Why did you faint anyway? I mean, unless you have some kind of medical condition...
Miyako sweatdropped, smiling nervously.
Koushirou, I think I should explain a few things about what happened tonight...
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Jun swallowed, taking in a slow breath as the tight fist she had been making a few minutes ago loosened. She blinked, now calmer but still fuming with anger and, frankly, envy.
Just in front of her lay the scattered pieces of broken emerald glass, the remains of the potion she had stolen from Miyako and used on Yamato. His words still echoed painfully in her mind.
You disgust me... ...You sicken me... ..You repulse me... I hate you...
It doesn't matter if he loves me!, thought Jun, her fist clenching back again, painted nails digging sharply into the soft flesh of her palm. The glass glittered back at her little thousands of tiny mirrors, representing hate, representing loss, representing rejection. Representing her love for him.
He may not now but he will! He will love me, I know he will!, she thought, tears flowing down her cheeks freely now. Anger and hurt, sadness and torn emotions all welled up inside of her.
I love him! I know he can love me! I just.., Jun thought, letting out a small sob. Then, suddenly, she had a idea.
The potion had worked on him, on Yamato, for the first time. That meant the potions weren't just the crap she had always thought them to be.
And that means..., thought Jun, blinking and as she sniffled away another tear, ...that if they work on Yamato, then..
They can work on me too.
She smiled. She could have Yamato and everything she ever wanted, including revenge on the people that did this to her by tricking her with the confession potion, all with a few little drops of enchanted water.
It was perfect.
Jun smiled wider, letting out a small laugh as she turned around and headed back to the Juuban Reiko Potion Shop, leaving the thousands of broken mirrors, reflecting all her true feelings in the shattered glass, behind.
It was easy to run, panting as her large hair bounced on top of her thick head, when she had such inspiration. Luckily, the Potion shop wasn't very far from the concert hall.
thought Jun, still running at a fast pace, It's should be right up here. It's only about ten blocks from the theater...
Jun continued onward, running on the empty streets as the streetlights rushed past her, until she turned a corner and came, panting, to a slow stop. There, about fifty yards ahead, was the Juuban Reiko sign, blowing lightly in the wind. Jun smiled, catching her breath and pausing for a second, reminiscing about what was to come, and walked forward.
Strangely, the lights in the shop were on even though a small sign on the window said Closed.' Jun blinked, slowing down and looking in through the glass of the door. She could see a woman's shape, probably Lady Reiko herself, at the counter, sorting through a book of some sort.
Suddenly, her momental high of happiness came to a halt. If the store was closed, she couldn't get in. And, sadly, as she looked at the schedule hanging on the door below the window, the store wouldn't reopen until noon on Sunday.
That was two days too long she'd have to wait.
Jun blinked, about to turn away when she noticed something. There, just beyond the large display window of the shop, was a narrow alleyway.
Jun felt herself smiling again.
Moving quickly past the door and window as not to be seen, Jun crept forward and turned into the alley. It was dark, more then several garbage cans lining it's walls. But there, just as she had hoped, was a door, an small written sign reading Employees Only.' hanging from it's doorknob.
Jun walked up to it, narrowing her eyes and pausing before she grabbed the doorknob, shaking it a little. It rattled, but then, as she turned it slowly, it clicked and slid open before her.
Inside wasn't much brighter then the outside of the alley, Jun leaving the alleyway door open slightly so that she could make a break quickly should anyone find her. Tall shelves lined the wall, old looking books and papers, bottles and charms and incense and spiritual boards covering the space. There was a small desk, and a sink, as well as a small table with a purple velvet cloth draped over it that, Jun assumed, was using for tarot readings and the like.
All in all it was pretty crowded. Jun walked, carefully, frowning in concentration, into the room's center, looking around until she turned, still slowly, to a shelf on the wall. It was filled, Jun noted happily, with tons of small, multi-colored bottles that shimmered even in the dim light. They were identical to the ones she had purchased in the past, all of them free for the taking.
Jun ran her fingertips along them, some dusty with age, reading the labels carefully. Anything that appealed to her could be useful. She read them off softly, whispering to herself quickly.
Potion of Dire Need, Passion, Envy, Marital Requisition, Happiness, Blindness, Commitment..., Jun read off, unhappy with the results. She pushed the ones she had seen back, reading the next layer.
Peace, Placidity, Honour.., Jun read, frowning at each until, that is, she spotted a few others, older looking, near the back.
Potion of Beauty! This is it!, said Jun, almost too loudly. She look it, slipping it into the pocket of her jacket. Then, suddenly, she saw a few others.
, said Jun, eyes shining at the small black bottle. That might come in handy for the revenge part of her plan.
, Jun said, continuing to read. That one, a brilliant red colour, looked interesting. She took it too, smiling.
And Desire Antid-, Jun started, interrupted by the sound of a voice at the door across from the one she had entered in. She looked up, blinking in hour as the doorknob began to turn.
..right this way, I..
Jun gulped, panicking and grabbing the small red bottle she had been reading and slipping it in with the others in her jacket. She turned, running and lunging for the alleyway door, opening and closing it behind her just as she heard the other door, from inside the shop, open.
Then, door closed, Jun sighed, safe at least. She smiled, the four small bottles she had taken safe as well in her pocket. She had succeeded.
Jun laughed softly as she walked away, out of the alley and back toward her apartment as the bottles jingled together gently in a sort of cruel victory song.
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Hikari sighed in relief, letting go of Takeru's arms as they, after about twenty minutes of straight walking, had made it to the Juuban shop.
This is the place you wanted to go to? But honey, I though-
Can it Takeru! Come on, let's go inside., said Hikari, brimming with happiness and yet anxious to get Takeru back to his normal, non-romantic self as soon as possible.
Alright baby, if you-
The bell on the door chimed loudly as Hikari stepped in, Takeru at her arm. The woman at the counter looked up suddenly, letting out a sigh of relief as she looked at Hikari. Quickly she stepped around, Hikari bowing slightly as Lady Reiko smiled.
Oh! You're here, thank God., she said, shuffling them in as the door closed shut with another soft chime, Takeru looking at the woman in disbelief.
Hey, what's this all about? Hikari, baby, why are we here with this wit-
Takeru! Shut up! Hello Lady Reiko.
Good evening, Miss Hikari. Don't worry, I get it all the time... this must be your boyfriend, Takeru?
, said Hikari, starting to calm down now. Takeru blinked, looking from one woman to the next.
Hey! Wait a second, how'd you know my nam-
Right this way., said Lady Reiko, smile disappearing to a serious frown as she turned and led them towards a door near the back of the shop.
The antidote is in my back room., she said. Hikari nodded, following her.
The what? Hikari, sweetheart, please baby, explain to me what we're doing here..
Lady Reiko opened the door, pushing it open to reveal a dimly lighted storage room of some kind, walls of shelves lined with old potions and books lining the walls. Hikari looked around, pulling Takeru in with her free hand, and blinked. She looked up, swearing she heard a door- yes, that door, on the opposite wall- click shut.
It's right over here, I checked a few minutes after you called., said Lady Reiko, walking over to a shelf nearer to Hikari's height. Many of the bottles on it were strangely dipped over, differing from the neat, straight rows of the other bottles on the higher and lower shelves. Lady Reiko frowned, leaning downward and running her fingers against the bottles as she whispered the names to herself, occasionally pulling on or two of the red ones out and reading them, putting them back in confusion.
Hikari frowned, waiting as Lady Reiko let out a stifled sigh of disbelief and started the whole process over again, checking the bottles on that shelves and then the others as well.
Suddenly, she had a bad feeling.
Finally Lady Reiko stood up, frowning and turning to Hikari, a serious expression reflecting in her eyes.
It isn't here., she said finally.
Hikari could only look at her in shock, for a moment the dumbfounded Takeru behind her forgotten.
What do you mean it isn't here?, said Hikari, blinking and stepping forward. Lady Reiko shook her head, as confused, obviously, as she was.
I don't know. I don't understand! I checked to make sure it was here after you called! I held it in my hand not fifteen minutes ago!, she said, as upset, almost, as Hikari was.
Are you sure it isn't here? I mean, are you sure-
I'm sure., said Lady Reiko, her voice harsh and soft as she turned back and began to reread the bottles, frowning for a moment as she passed her finger over several. She blinked, standing up again and narrowing her eyes.
You know.., Lady Reiko said, turning to the wall of potions and then back to Hikari, who suddenly lost her look of panic and looked as angry and frustrated as she did, ..three others are missing as well. Beauty, Desire- the one you used- and Betrayal.
Hikari blinked, not understanding.
Excuse me, Hikari-chan and whatever your name was, but can someone please fill me in on why we're here? Hello?
So you think they were stolen?, said Hikari, frowning gravely. Lady Reiko nodded.
I know they were stolen., she said, nodding to herself and shutting her eyes, putting her fingers loosely on her temples and pausing a second before lowering them and reopening her eyes to look at Hikari once more.
I'd bet everything I own it was that desperate Jun girl. She'd do just about anything to get that man of hers.
Hikari blinked, her eyes widening.
I know Jun.
Lady Reiko blinked, looking up in slight shock.
You do? Big hair, even bigger mouth? Who's the boy she's after?
That's her., said Hikari, nodding, His name is Yamato Ishida.
Yamato Ishida.., Lady Reiko repeated, frowning and then looking up at Hikari again.
If I was you, I'd watch your back. And his, too, if she has that potion hanging over his head., said Lady Reiko.
Hey! What about my brother? What the hell is going on here?, said Takeru. Hikari turned, putting a finger to her lips slightly and hushing him.
Takeru, it'll all get explained once you're back to normal. Which, speaking of that-, Hikari said, turning back to Lady Reiko with a hint of desperation in her voice, What about the antidote?
You're lucky., Lady Reiko said, almost smiling. There's a reverse for Desire besides the antidote. If he stays away from you for about five hours, she said, continuing, It will wear off naturally.
Oh, thank god., said Hikari, sighing. Takeru blinked.
Will someone please explain this to me?..
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, said Koushirou, looking at Miyako in slight shock, A love potion? Is that even possible?
Miyako nodded, the pair walking slowly as Miyako explained the story on the way back to her apartment. It must be. I mean, it happened, right?
I guess so., said Koushirou, laughing slightly but still absolute dumbfounded. A love potion?
Yeah. That's probably what made me faint., said Miyako, blushing slightly. Either that or the shock of telling you that I-
Loved me?, said Koushirou. Miyako blushed deeper and nodded.
It just all doesn't seem possible., said Koushirou, shaking his head, I mean, well... love potions don't exist, I mean, there isn't any scientific evidence whatsoever to prove that-
Miyako giggled, and Koushirou looked down at her, frowning.
, he said.
It doesn't matter., said Miyako, laughing a little and then becoming serious once more as she looked back up at him, We had the proof that it works right in front of us, didn't we?
Yeah, I guess., said Koushirou. Miyako nodded, smiling.
, she said, still looked at him, It's a good thing that it did happen.
It is?, said Koushirou, smiling. Miyako nodded again, lowering her voice to a whisper.
Of course it is. Otherwise none of this.., said Miyako, motioning to the two of them and their clasped hands, Would of happened right now. We would of never found out our true feelings for each other.
, said Koushirou, smiling and squeezing her hand, You're right.
Miyako nodded, opening her mouth to say something when suddenly she spotted her building.
Oh, Koushirou, my apartment building is right here!, she said. Koushirou blinked, stopping and turning as the pair walked up to the closed double doors.
Do you want me to walk you up?, said Koushirou. Miyako thought for a moment, then shook her head.
That's alright. My parents will already have the swat team on speed dial once I have to explain the hospital thing. I think seeing me out with a college guy near midnight would push them over the edge.
Koushirou laughed, nodding. Okay, I understand. But.., he said, taking her other hand in his, Is it alright if I kiss you goodnight out here then?
What do you think?, said Miyako, smiling. Lifting her body on tip-toes, the pair of lips met, this time both of them deepening it as Miyako put her arms around Koushirou's neck, delaying the end until the two of them were forced to pull apart once more.
Goodnight, Miyako-chan., said Koushirou, letting go of her hands as Miyako smiled.
Sweet dreams., said Miyako, kissing him softly on the cheek before stepping back, blushing in the pale moonlight, and turning to walk into the building of her apartment.
Koushirou smiled, touching his lips with his fingers and waving goodbye with his free hand, Miyako waving back and smiling as, finally, she turned and walked through the door.
What a night...
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What a night!, said Jun, opening the door to her apartment eagerly. Inside she could hear the TV blaring, probably her parents watching the early late show or something, as she stepped inside, remembering to take off her jacket slowly for the sake of the delicate bottles inside.
Jun! Is that you?, screamed her mother, Jun sweatdropping as she pulled off the second sleeve and hugged the small jacket bundle to her chest.
Yes, mother!
Ohhh! Well, why so late dear?
Jun sweatdropped again, sighing and mumbling to herself about her pathetic family.
I had a date, mom!
, said her mother, still yelling over the TV, Well, why didn't you just say so?
Jun groaned, sighing and taking the jacket with her as she made her way to the bathroom. The bottles jingled slightly in her arms, Jun smiling, once out of yelling distance of her mother, as she imagined the wonders she could do with the four small miracles. It was a challenge accepted eagerly.
Jun smirked to herself, walking down the hallway and loosing herself in a daydream of what was still to come as she touched the bathroom doorknob, ready to walk inside when suddenly Jun was very rudely interrupted.
Hey! I was gonna use the bathroom!
Jun's eyebrows twitched as she paused, looking up to see a very irritated little brother of hers. Davis, of course.
Excuse me?, said Jun, narrowing her eyes at him dangerously, What for?
I was gonna give Ve-, said Davis, then suddenly breaking off and studdering, I-I mean, I was gonna take a bath. So move it!
A bath?, repeated Jun, laughing, At midnight? Yeah, I'm sure.
I was!., said Davis, narrowing his own eyes back at her. It's not like you have a better reason.
As a matter of fact, little bro, I do. So tough luck., Jun said, sticking out her tongue and opening the door. Davis scowled after her angrily, Jun smiling in triumph as she stuck her head back out the door, poking a finger at the small, blue, and furry little bundle held in Davis' arms.
By the way, Davis-chan, don't you think you're a little bit old for stuffed toys in the bathtub?
Davis narrowed his eyes, shouting after her as Jun shut the door back in his face.
Shows what you know!
Jun laughed, in much too good of a mood to be angry. She locked the door tightly, double checking it just to be sure, and set her jacket on the table, the four bottles rolling out as she laid them down on the bathroom counter.
There were four very different potions; four different colours, four different purposes. The first bottle was made of bright rose-coloured glass, labeled simply as Potion of Beauty'. The second, a deep sable, was Betrayal', the third, a red colour, was Desire', and the fourth, this one a deeper shade of scarlet, the one Jun hadn't read and had grabbed in the rush to get out of the room without being caught.
Jun picked it up, reading it outloud.
Potion of Desire: Antidote., Jun read, shrugging. She opened the bottle, unscrewing the corked cap and holding in one hand as she slowly tilted it over the sink, emptying the creamy-brown contents down the sink and shaking it out, then tossing it in the trash bin near the toilet.
Won't be needing that one., said Jun, talking, of course, to herself. But the others..
She lined the three in a row; Beauty, Betrayal, and Desire.
, Jun thought. She took the cup set near the bathroom sink, used mostly for washing out your mouth when brushing your teeth, and held it in front of her. Then, slowly and very, very carefully, Jun picked up each of the bottles and unscrewed their corks, draining part of the contents of each bottle, a third of each times three bottles equals one, into the cup.
That done, she filled the cup with a tiny bit of water, swirled it all slightly together, and held it to her lips.
If I drink this.., Jun thought, tilting her head back, I'll have everything I ever dreamed I wanted. Yamato will love me, and I will love him, and I'll have revenge on that girl and whatever I can use to hurt her...
She tilted her wrist, the ebony liquid brushed against her closed lips as she closed her eyes, making a small toast in her mind.
This one's for you, Yama-chan.., Jun thought, opening her lips slightly, And for our future happiness...
She opened her mouth and snapped back the liquid, it's taste thick and appalling, like dust and blood and dried tears all in one. It hung on her tongue and the flesh of her mouth, draining so slowly down her throat that it nearly choked her, coughing and spiting back nothing but the water. Jun swallowed, over and over again, as it slowly went down her throat and into her chest.
In a few moments she felt time stop, the world spinning around her in a veil of black light. Her body swayed, her knees buckling as she collapsed onto the tiled floor of the bathroom, the heaviness of the potion dripping like ink into her soul and body, weighing down her legs and her palms, her neck and her lips, her chest and her back. She felt herself blink, several to several times, and see nothing, her numb body feeling as though, for a few prolonged seconds, it was being torn into two separate wholes.
Then, in the moment she closed then she opened back her eyes, finding herself still standing in front of the bathroom mirror.
Jun gasped.
The woman starring back in the mirror was... it wasn't her. She raised a hand, as did Jun, touching her head where her thick, tangled mess of hair had once been. In it's place was beautiful, waist-length blonde tresses, glimmering under the light and like beaten silk to the touch, shining almost on it's own. The woman and Jun's hand moved down, feeling skin smooth and the colour of warm porcelain; delicate, perfect flesh. And her hands- they were perfect too, graceful, slender fingers and perfectly trimmed white nails.
Jun smiled.
Bright, liquid eyes the color of a soft winter sky greeted her in return, reflecting in their own light as did her hair. And her body... her body was... perfect. An slender hourglass, taller then Jun had been before, with long, sexy legs and a curved a waist, a flat stomach and curved, round breasts.
And the best part was, the woman was her. Jun smiled, and the woman smiled back.
Jun breathed out, absolute overwhelmed. She was so... beautiful. She hadn't even seen anyone like... well, this, so perfected it was amazing. And it was her, not someone else, her.
The old Jun was gone.
Jun smiled again, perfectly straight white teeth behind the full lips and curved, matured face. The only- and I mean only- thing that was wrong with her was the clothes.
Her old clothes looked horrible, nonfitting on her new body. The shirt hiked, showing quite a bit of her flat stomach, two middled buttons in her shirt popping at the size of her new bust. Her old shoes pinched her slender feet, the shirt higher then- well, high enough- and her size triple-A sports' bra was about to tear in half.
Which, of course, was an improvement...
Oh well., thought Jun, still admiring herself, playing her with hair and posing side-to-side with her new chest, I can always go shopping later... Oh god, this is perfect. There's no way in HELL Yamato can resist me now...
Jun laughed, even her voice perfected- higher, softer, smoother, gentler, sexier, and more feminine. She smiled, speaking outloud to enjoy it.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall.., Jun said, posing, Now who will win Yama-chan's heart after all?
She laughed, a perfect ring to it, and smiled once again.
There's no way I can still be called Jun., Jun said, looking at herself in wonder, After all, that old bitch is gone now. Plus someone might think it weird if Jun disappears and Jun slips right in her place. Hm...what's a pretty name?
Megami? That means Goddess., said Jun, tilting her head slightly. Or Mina? What about Kumiko, or Yokito, or Ami, or Umi, or...
I know!, said Jun, giving a peace sign to herself. In English my name means June, doesn't it? I'll just name myself after that, a beautiful American name.
, Jun said. April! It's perfect... perfect, just me, April, not Jun, April...
Jun smiled, sighing as she looked at herself a final time. Perfect body, perfect bust, perfect face, perfect eyes, perfect hair, perfect legs, perfect waist, perfect self.
For the first time, ever, Jun loved herself.
Yamato and April... April Ishida...hm.., thought Jun; excuse me, April; to herself, smiling. You won't be able to reject me now, Yama-chan. You'll finally be able to love me..
Jun closed her eyes, planning. It was perfect.
But then again.., Jun thought, rather cruelly, Why put such a wonderful body to such limited use? With this I could go for any man... which could come in handy for the... well, perfect revenge on I-know-who. How...perfect!
Jun laughed, starting to love saying that word and finally have it be true. Revenge was so sweet... and she'd make it even sweeter, more perfect then she could ever imagine. Revenge on everyone that made Yamato reject her so cruelly... who put her through so much pain and heartache. They'd pay...
April smiled, laughing. She'd make them pay for her.
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Ending Notes: Hm... will I finish the series? Probably... not. -^^- Unless someone [sides you, Harmony-chan!] wants it done, this can be the end... okay? Review or no story... Btw, the fifth part is really... shocking anyway, so... nah, I don't think I'll finish it unless by some miracle you guys review me to death. Lol! I wish...
The point: No Review: No Story! Ever!