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I'm SO sorry, I feel so bad! Please forgive me for not getting the story out yesterday! I was unusually busy yesterday with the school dance and my major lack of inspiration and such! :cries, and then stops: But I've talked it over with all of my amigos at school and the inspirational ball in once more rolling! Actually, I did start the third part yesterday but it was SO cruddy I didn't have the heart to disappoint people! So ANYWAY, please read on and enjoy!
Cupid Chaos ~ Dish and Serve
"WHAT?!" Cupid shrugged idly in the angered, yet fair face of his mother, Aphrodite, goddess of love. Her yelling once more sent him tumbling over a cloud bank.
"Eros, Jun Motomiya's destiny is written in law; she is meant to spend the rest of her life chasing Yamato Ishida long after he is married and has children. Oh…this is terrible. A whole gap in the history of the Earth!" The blonde god winced at her exaggeration and talked in a pathetic, weak voice.
"I'm sorry mother. Shall I…shall I try and fix it?" Venus brushed a long wisp of gold behind her ear and nodded.
Yes son, go forth and try to undo all that has been done. I will join you shortly." Eros nodded and buzzed off over Mt. Olympus.
Daisuke hummed softly to himself as he walked into his house after his haircut. He was not one to be dampened by the barber's cranky mood. I mean, the guy acted the it was his fault it took two hours of staring in the mirror to realize his hair was perfect as it was. The maroon-haired teen pranced inside his room and, to his surprise, saw his dance outfit pressed and perfected. Nothing fancy; a maroon shirt around the same color as his hair and khaki pants. Still whistling, the teen strode out and knocked on Jun's door, only to see her open it after the third knock.
"Hello little kyodai." Davis cocked his eyebrows.
"Little brother? Who died and left you a million dollars?" She laughed and brushed a strand of freshly pressed, straight hair away from her face.
"No catch. I'm just in love…"
"So what else is new? Did Yamato cast you a glance when you jumped in front of his car this morning?" Jun giggled again. Something was definitely wrong here…
"Yamato? I'm not in love with Yamato. I've met someone more handsome, perfect and interesting."
(Crazed Yamato fans: Not in this lifetime, sister!)
Daisuke cocked his head to one way, then the other. His sister smiled and sighed heavily.
"His name is…Jyou. Jyou Kido."
:thump:
"Davis! Davis wake up!"
Sora Takenouchi and Taichi Yagami sat morosely on the couch, sighing in time with one another. To be rational, Sora's spell was almost completely gone, and the red-haired girl was starting to realize all the bad parts of being handcuffed to your best friend. So far, she'd spent the past to days at his house in the same clothing doing almost everything with one hand. Going to the bathroom was also a problem. Luckily, the handcuffs did nothing except hold them together, which made slipping inanimate objects through them perfectly possible. It even stretched a good distance, just enough to successfully take a shower without the other being in the room. With such, the only problem was trying to come up with a sensible answer on why the other won't move from the door while one is taking the shower. Personally, Sora thought listening the door's vibrations while indoor activity processes behind the door for a school project was getting a bit lame.
The carrot-top sighed again and looked over at the ever silent Tai, who she was convinced was purposely not talking to her or lost his voice or something. All he ever did was frail his arms around or write what he was trying to say on a notepad. Presently, however, the pen in his lap was not in motion and the dark haired digidestined was fast asleep. Sora sighed and cuddled next to him softly before falling asleep also.
Meanwhile, in the other room…
Hikari flopped on her bed and sighed heavily as she examined the not so wide selection of clothing she had to wear that day. Everything just wasn't right. Too casual, too frilly, who bought this for me again? What's a girl to do when she has NOTHING to wear on the most important Freshmen dance of the year?!
A small tear slipped down her cheek. Here she goes with the crying again. Why did she have to cry so much, the girl wondered as she brushed the dribble of emotion away from her eye and sighed.
"I wish a fairy godmother would come down and grant me one wish…"
Up on Mt. Olympus, Hera observed the young girl through a portal. Even though it was no concern of hers what happened in the affairs of Aphrodite or the mortals she was helping, this Hikari struck her sympathetic note.
"Echo…" In a soft swirl of wind and flower petals, a raven haired muse appeared. She seemed small, but of exquisite beauty, with long tresses and teal-green eyes. Instantly, she fell on her knees in front of the goddess, folding her angelic wings down to her back in respect.
"Nymph, hear me now. See that mortal girl? Give her all that I say, a dress…soft and silky, smooth as the sea on a calm night. Colored like the hair of Selene; silver and creamy as the moon. Make it light and float like a rose petal in the wind. Let it fit each curve; no other may where it. Give her the wings of an angel; light on her feet, graceful and beautiful; let her light shine. Let the heaven's carry her to her mortal desire."
"Mortal…desire…" Echo whispered quietly as Hera eyed the frail muse for a moment before motioning her hand away.
"Do well this task, nymph, and perhaps seek redemption should this be done." Immediately, the nymph's eyes lit up in hope, having longed to break the curse put by Nemesis on her; being only able to repeat the last two words said by anyone who talks. Instantly, the nymph stood and nodded deeply, bare feet leaving the euphoric ground as he disappeared. Hera waved the portal away.
"Mimi, PLEASE STOP! For crying out loud we're on in-" It was there she caught her lips with his. Yamato slowly started to melt away, but scrambled out of the spot she'd cornered him in just in time. The blonde let out an helpless sigh.
"Where's a psychiatrist when you need one?!" Mimi giggled that sweet giggle of hers and slowly stood up, eyes flashing between pink and brown as she approached him.
"Oh Yamato…why are you resisting? Don't make it hard, please. I just want to be with you, hold you, love you…I think you feel the same." Matt gave a defeated sigh and plopped down in a chair before nodding.
"You're right Mimi, I do. But it's not fair to you to take advantage of people who are confused. Please, don't…don't make it harder than it is." Mimi walked behind him in a circle, her pink high heels clicking the floor as she did while she traced her finger along Yama-chan's tired jaw line.
"Matt…You're not taking advantage of me; I'm perfectly normal, really!" He jumped up and shook his head.
"No Mimi, you're not…Just…go out or something. I have to practice." Then he ran off.
Mimi fell into the chair in a burst of sobs.
"Why doesn't he like me? WHY?!"
A puff of pink smoke appeared unnoticed behind the girl as she cried; Aphrodite. The goddess shot a meaningful stare at the heavens and sighed, then shook her head slowly and walked up behind the sobbing girl, tapping her forehead lightly. Instantly, the pink in her eyes died down back into the animated honey irises as Mimi Tachikawa was released from her love spell.
"Wha? What happened? Oh no! The dance! I've got to find Yamato and start warming up!"
Iori Hida had never been more ready in his life. The dance was only minutes away, and as he held the corsage in his palm, he felt ready to conquer the world. Or at least the dance floor. Jim had said that the best way to impress a girl was to show her how well you do everything that you do. Oh yeah, and show her how well you can dance. Now, with his 'fly' as Jim had called them, dance moves, Cody was ready to knock Aiko off of her feet and into his arms.
"Get ready, Aiko. I'm comin' for you!"
Daisuke Motomiya woke up in a raggedy navy blue car, Maxwell as Jun called it, dressed and on his way to the dance. Beside him, Jun was driving like a mad woman; in other words, she was driving normally. The maroon-haired teen boy shook his head.
"What happened?"
"You fainted after I told you about Jyou-sama."
:thump:
"DAISUKE?!"
Hikari Yagami wiped her amber brown eyes to see a hazy, beautiful figure staring at her with a gentle gaze. Immediately startled, the girl stood up.
"Who are you?" A soft, echoing voice emitted from the girl as opened her mouth.
"Are…you…" The brunette decided to just play along; the woman seemed harmless enough anyway.
"Hikari…"
"Hikari…" Something just snapped in her head as Kari's eyes widened.
"I know this is a stupid question but…are you my fairy godmother?" The nymph smiled.
"Fairy…godmother…" Kari cocked her head to one side. Nothing like she was expecting in a fairy godmother. The woman didn't even seem much older than her, her hair was thick and glossy, her eyes clear and curious. And her clothing. No frills…just a simple robe like dress in a sky blue color that seemed to float around her thin figure.
"You're not…a godmother, but are you a fairy?" The being shook her head.
"Are you a…nymph?"
"Nymph…" Hikari realized the lady only repeated what she said. Then it clicked, probably something from way back in seventh grade when they were studying mythology. The tale of a beautiful nymph who was cursed to only say the last few words of whom she was speaking too. Her name was…Echo…
"Are you Echo?" Hikari asked gently. The nymph nodded and stepped forward, her feet never seeming to touch the ground, an aura blazing around her body. The teenage girl instinctively backed away. Echo's cool, ivory hands touched her shoulder softly as she leaned towards Kari and touched her forehead with her own, the fairy-like creature started to fade.
"Echo…" Hikari started before the nymph laid a cool finger on her lips and shook her head. As the last wisps of the woman started to fade, Hikari yelled out.
"Thank you!" All the light from the nymph's being evenly disappeared in the blink of an eye, and two words floated around the room before Kari blackened out.
"Thank…you…"
Sora Takenouchi and Taichi Yagami stood in front of "Le Rose Tre Rouge" (the extent of my French is fries and toast, so let's just pretend this says "The very red rose', okay?), hand in hand, gazing at the awe-striking structure in the middle of Odiaba.
"Shall we?" Sora asked. Tai shrugged and they walked inside together.
End of Part Three
Like I said, I'm so sorry! Another cliffhanger. This was just a short chapter. Hopefully, the rest will be out tomorrow, but I had to post something before I get in trouble for being on the computer longer than I'm supposed to. It's like the whole world is ganging up on me! My parents are saying I'm spending too much time on the computer and not enough time reading. Anyway, I'll have the rest out *hopefully* tomorrow. Comments? Flames? Bunnies? Send um' all to me at Artetiegr@hotmail.com! Ciao!