A/N: Chapter Ni up

Dragon's Passion

A/N: Chapter Ni up! You wanted it(or not, I don't really care all that much) and a couple of bowls of ice cream and a video game later and here it is! My, updated so quickly. Well, I actually have a plot for this! ^_^ Enjoy. Everyone is a bit OOC. I try to keep them in character.. but it interferes with the plot. I decided against making up a creative for the Chibimon name since "that time of the month" is here and my ideas are being zapped, but know it IS Chibimon. I love the little thing to death and wanted him in here. -_-**** Forgive me for that..

Disclaimer?: I don't own Digimon. But I DO own the plot! Muahaha! ^_^ Don't like it? Bite me.

Summary?: It's a world of Dragons and knights, and Princess Miyako receives a gift from the Dragon, Iori, and she loves it! A bath and dinner calms the nerves, and the Prince tries to plot. MIORI! ^_^

Chapter Ni: Dragon's Gift

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Miyako's thoughts were interrupted by a box with green and silver wrapping being dropped into her lap. She blinked and shook her head, snapping from her daze. When Miyako looked up, she saw the face of the Dragon/boy, smiling. She smiled back and handed him the box, thinking he had dropped it. "No. It is yours. Open it." He persuaded, pushing the box back into her arms. Curiosity-filled, she took off the top and a kitten-sized, blue and white blur shot out, and gripped tightly to her dress, quite obviously scared. She dropped the box and comforted the blue thing.

It looked up with large chocolate eyes. "Chibi" it squeaked, grinning. "Hello little one. What's your name?" she asked in a soothing voice. "Chibi" replied the little animal. "Chibi? Is that your name? Or is that all you can say?" she giggled when the little beast snuggled into her arms, squealing "Chibi" over and over. Iori laughed with her, watching the tiny mammal squirm. "It's so cute! Where'd you get it?" Miyako giggled, trying to hold the squealing blue creature. "I had the Fire-Lizards look for him. I wanted it to be a surprise, and an apology for yesterday.." he replied, scratching the minute animal's chin. "Chibi chibi chibi chibi! Chibi! Chibi chibi!" it piped, making Miyako giggle. "I am not exactly sure what it is.. the Fire-Lizards claim it is a cat, but it from what I have learned, cats do not have blue fur." Iori explained, patting the thing's head. "I think I'll call you Chibi! How's that?" Miyako asked the squirming cat-like thing. "Chibi chibi chi! Bii! Chibi! Chibi chibi chibi!" it squeaked hyperactively, showing much delight. "You are way too original, you know.." Iori teased about the originality of the name and Miyako playfully smacked his shoulder. "Very funny.." she replied.

Iori beamed and looked toward the setting sun. "Shall we continue the tour tomorrow? It IS getting rather late. Dinner should be ready as well." He bowed and escorted her back into the castle. "Explore if you want. There is a bath tub on the top floor, by the way. Dinner should be ready soon, I will call you when it is time to eat." Miyako nodded and was escorted back to her room by one of the Fire-Lizards, and shown where the bath towels were.

'For a Dragon.. he sure knows how to live. I really never expected a Dragon to bathe..' Well.. there is a lot you do not know about Dragons. But.. then again. There is a lot I do not know about Humans. "..Yes.. well.. I suppose.." Alright then. Enjoy your bath. And with that, the telepathic link between Miyako and Iori was cut. The bespeckled girl set Chibi down on the tiled bathroom floor, letting him roam about the large room. She gazed around the bathroom, gaping at the pool sized tub. Chandeliers holding candles alighted the room, giving it a semi-romantic aura. After a moment of gawking and setting the towel within reach, she quickly stripped and settled into the tub. "Chibi! Biii!" piped Chibi, dog-paddling through the water. Swimming across the "pool" to the faucet, she added bubble bath, making the water soap up and smell as fresh as a spring field of Gardenia.

The cat-animal giggled and squeaked as he swam into a pile of bubbles. The Princess picked up the mammal and a wash cloth and tried to scrub his little squirming body. "Chiii! Chibiii! Biii! Chii! Chibichibichibichibi!!" it squealed, struggling and giggling loudly. If it could talk in Miyako's language, it would've been saying "Heee! Bubbles!*giggling* They tickle! It tickles it tickles it tickles it tickles!!" or something close to that. She laughed along with it, continuing to try to clean him. Soap suds overflowed onto the dark green tiles of the floor, making quite a sudsy mess. "Alright you.. time to get out." She lifted the minute, squealing beast from the soaped water and set it down on the tiled floor. Miyako grabbed her towel and jumped out of the tub, wrapping it around herself. She then picked up an extra towel she had brought and caught the cat-animal with it, drying him off. It peeped 'chibi' in glee and squirmed cutely in the towel Miyako held him in.

The purple-haired girl chuckled and set him down, giving him the chance to smooth his soft semi-wet blue fur. Miyako dried herself and then put on a borrowed shirt. After smoothing the tangles in her lavender locks she received word of dinner. Done with your bath? "Hmm? Yes. Is dinner ready?" It is. Oh, check the closet in your room. You may find something else to wear besides that old shirt. "Hmm!? Oh.. right. The mind reading thing.." Yes. It DOES have it's ups does it not? "I guess so.." she sighed, picking up the cat-animal and carrying him to her room, where she set him on her bed, letting him bounce on the feather pillows. "Chibi.. Chibi!" the blue mammal squealed, jumping up and down.

Opening the closet, she found several brightly colored, and rather puffy, dresses. 'Uhm.. it's not exactly what I was looking for..' she thought, closing the door. Check again. "What?" Check again. Open the closet again. "Why? I already did.." Try again. "Oh.. alright.. you're so persistent!" Miyako huffed, grabbing the door knob and jerking the closet open again. She let go of the knob and gasped. A whole different wardrobe hung in place of the others. She reached in and grabbed a nice dark lavender dress, not too eccentric, not too simple, and not puffy. Perfect. I told you.. "But how?" Enchantments are good for something.. "Oh alright.. thank you, by the way." You are truly welcome. And dinner is going to get cold, so you might want to come down after you change. "Oh! I almost forgot! I'll be right down!" I noticed.. see you in a few minutes. "Right." She replied, giving a curt nod. When the link was cut, Miyako quickly undressed and replaced the old shirt with the fitting lavender dress. The neck of it was square, showing only a few inches below the collar bone. The sleeves came to the ends of her shoulders, making the dress pretty much sleeve-less. She smiled and picked up a squealing cat-like animal from her bed, then walked from the room.

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"What do you think we should do if Princess Miyako HAS been partially digested!?" the King asked his royal Advisor and Scribe, Yamato. "Well.. uhhm.. Sir.." Yamato stumbled between words, trying to find a suiting punishment for a Dragon, which they supposed was well over twenty times the average size of a human. How little they knew. "I say we cut off the beast's head!" Daisuke yelled, slamming his fist onto the table. "We CAN'T allow the thing to go on roaming about, gobbling up Princesses and burning helpless villages!" the Prince continued. "The Dragon'd kill you too, my Lord!" Yamato stated, looking toward the furious Prince. "I must save the Princess!" "Idiot! The Dragon'll have your head if you don't have a plan of action!" Yamato argued. "What do YOU propose we do Yamato!?" "Think it through!" "What good would THAT do!?" "A LOT." "Phffft. Yeah right." Daisuke snorted, rolling his mahogany eyes. "Sir.. I beseech you. Would you rather leave your Daughter's life in the hands of THIS idiot.. or in the hands of a cripple?" Yamato inquired of the King, shooting a disapproving glare at Daisuke. "… Uhm." The King weighed the pros and cons of letting the Prince handle everything. "I'd go with the cripple!" laughed Taichi, the court jester. "..For once the village idiot is RIGHT. I think it's MUCH safer to leave MY life in the hands of a cripple than HIM." Yamato jerked a thumb at Prince Daisuke. "We're not talking about YOUR life ARE we, your Highness?" Daisuke smiled through clenched teeth, turning to the King, who was still indecisive. "Daisuke or a Cripple? Daisuke or a Cripple? Hmm.." King Inoue mumbled to himself. Daisuke sighed, aggravated. "I don't care! I'm going to save her either way! I'll round up the villagers! We'll outnumber the vile thing! A… a… uhmm.. A whole bunch of villagers to one!" Daisuke finally smiled, forgetting the population of the kingdom for the time being. "But.. the villagers have absolutely no training and no weapons! Not to mention the economy of the Kingdom will collapse entirely if all the villages are slaughtered by a Dragon!!" Yamato argued, fearing collapse of the empire, the economy of the Kingdom, and death of over two thousand people at once. "Not to mention the MESS it would leave-!"

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The Dragon/Boy waited at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the stair rail. A presence caught his attention and he turned his head to look to the top of the stairs. Miyako stood there, holding a struggling Chibi, and she began to carefully descend the staircase.

Stupidly enough, her foot caught on her long skirt, causing a swift, and what would soon be painful, reaction. In other words, she tripped. Instinctively, she dropped the blue animal, Chibi, and put her arms in front of her to lessen pain. She met headfirst with Iori's chest.

Popping open an eye she looked slowly up. The Dragon in human form stood still on the staircase, not showing any sign of falling, holding on to her. He smiled and pushed the girl back onto her feet. "Are you alright?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. She blinked and felt heat rise in her cheeks. "F-fine. How DO you move so fast?" she inquired, changing the subject as so not to increase her blush. "You must ask? I AM a Dragon, am I not?" he replied, his green eyes sparkling with a certain mystery. "Yes. I guess you're right. Shall we eat?" the Princess smiled nervously, pointing to the location of the dinner table. Iori nodded and held out his hand. Miyako stared at it blankly, she then looked up to his gentle face, the question quite visible in her expression. "You might fall again. Shall I help? Just take my hand, I don't bite. Unnecessarily anyway." He grinned, flashing one of his Dragon fangs. Princess Miyako laughed nervously and placed her hand in his. Together they walked down the stairs, Iori, with no problem, and Miyako, who had trouble keeping her blush at a minimum. "Are you hot?" Iori's question shook Miyako from her thoughts. "Huh!?" she snapped, taking the question the wrong way. "Your face looks red, is it too hot in here? We could eat outside if you preferred." The Dragon/Boy explained. "N-no. I-I'm fine." She stuttered a bit, in an attempt to regain lost composure.

"Chibi!" protested the blue thing, stumbling down the stairs that were much too large for a small animal such as he to descend, without falling anyway. The Princess immediately turned and went back, upon hearing the cat-animal's squeaks of objection. "Aww.. Sorry little guy. I didn't mean to forget you. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?" she asked the little animal, cuddling it. It put on a pouty face, making him look utterly adorable, and then grinned as much as a cat-like thing could. Miyako tickled the little beast's belly, upon receiving the mammal's forgiveness, and giggled.

Iori laughed, then waved a hand in the direction of the dinner table, his stomach confirming his hunger with a low growl. A giggle or two more and they finally made it to the table. "Princess." Iori nodded, pulling out a chair for her. She smiled and sat, setting the cat-beast on the table, near the bowl of fresh grapes, and taking a small leg of chicken. The blue beast sniffed the fruits, then took a vine and began to feast happily. A Fire-Lizard joined Chibi on the table, sniffing the vine he had in his little paws. The lizard grabbed the other end of the vine held by the cat thing and a tug-of-war ensued, the Fire-Lizard beginning to win. The Lizard formed a semi-evil idea and flapped it's tiny almost transparent wings, propelling itself and the cat-animal into the air. Hovering over the mashed potatoes the lizard threatened to drop the grape vine that Chibi held on to. Nodding and grinning as much as a reptile could, the lizard held up the vine, threatening to drop it, the cat-animal shook his little head, in a pleading sort of way so he wouldn't be let go of and fall to his "death" in the potatoes. The Fire-Lizard grinned and let the vine go. Chibi plummeted a terrible two feet and landed with a squish in the mashed potatoes.

Iori picked a serving spoon and dug into the mashed potatoes. A small blob of potato jumped off the spoon and waddled around before being scooped up by Iori once again. The boy stood, holding the blob of semi-bluish potato on his spoon, and walked calmly over to Miyako, who looked up at him questioningly. "I believe this is yours." He commented, holding out the spoon with the blob of semi-blue potato. "Chibi.." squeaked the potato-covered beast sadly. "Chibi! You're covered in potato! What happened!?" Miyako snapped at the little clump of potato that was Chibi. Iori handed Miyako a towel, in which she vigorously scrubbed as much food off the little animal as she possibly could. "Chibi.. Chibi chibi chiiibiii!!" the little animal squealed, jumping up and down, flapping his short arms in an attempt to fly. "..A Fire-Lizard?" answered Iori. "Chibiii!" the little animal chirped hyperly, showing delight. The mammal then grabbed another vine of grapes from the bowl and acted out a game of tug-of-war. "You and the Fire-Lizard fought over the grapes and he dumped you in the potatoes." Iori answered. Miyako blinked then turned to Chibi, who was bouncing up and down cheerfully. "..How did you get all that?" Miyako turned back to Iori, who was grinning a bit triumphantly. "Even Dragons enjoy a game of Charades every once in awhile.." was the Boy's reaction. "Now to find the culprit." Iori continued, clapping his hands together once. A small herd of Fire-Lizards swarmed about, most coming from atop the wooden rafters of the castle. "Does Chibi remember who stole his grapes and dropped him in the food?" Iori asked, turning to the Princess. Miyako shrugged and set the beast down, and it waddled cutely over to the group of hawk-sized, winged lizards. Upon receiving word from Iori, the lizards formed a strait line. Chibi shuffled past the line of lizards, blinking and squeaking 'Chibi' as a way of saying 'No'.

Stopping in front of a nervous-looking, brown lizard, the Chibimon stared a bit before smacking it with his tiny paw, angrily screeching 'Chiiiiiiii!'. The lizard hissed and the mammal backed away and sprinted to Miyako, pointing at the guilty one. "I will take care of YOU tomorrow." Iori motioned to the brown, frowning slightly. "For now we should finish dinner and then get some rest. It is a big castle, meaning much walking. And Princesses need their beauty rest, am I correct?" Iori asked, turning to Miyako, who simply nodded.

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"If there's no one alive then why should we care about the mess!?" Daisuke retorted to the Advisor. "People coming to visit! It's not very nice seeing dead people everywhere! It's very icky!" Yamato grimaced. "'It's very icky' BAH!!" Daisuke snapped, imitating Yamato. "You're an idiot!" "YOU'RE a… a… a… simpleton!" Daisuke hesitated, trying to think of a good come back. "I happen to be the King's highest Advisor you stupid little-" "Enough! I've had enough of your bickering! Are you going to save my daughter or not!?" the King broke in, separating the two like a parent would children.

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A/N: I just LOVE the confrontation of Daisuke and Yamato.. it brings much humor. ^_^ I don't know what got into me about the potato incident. . It was fun though. ^_^ I hope you enjoyed! ^_^ Please review! I don't care if you hate me and think I should be burned at the stake, review and tell me so! ^_^