O.K., I had to continue this story! This is one of the few ones that I have really gotten into! Go Daiyako! ::waves little flags:: Anywho, here's the next chapter.
D/c: I don't own Digimon
On, and btw Miyako and Daisuke are both 16. I know Miyako technically is older, but… ::shrugs:: if anyone really wants to chop my head off about it, here's my phone number: 1 800 Dial a Life. K?
On the Way
I sighed, staring out at the passing scenery. This wasn't working. This so wasn't working. But it should have been working. Here was this hot, rich guy practically glued to me as if I were a goddess, in a limo, with countless alcoholic bottles , a T.V and more space then my room, and all I could think of was Daisuke.
Daisuke… with his burgundy hair, eyes like chocolate, body of a God, cutest puppy face… smile… laugh… personality like nothing I've ever seen before. Vibrant, hyperactive and yet at the same time, lazy, intelligent, but not smart. Everything, and yet nothing. So imperfect he was perfect. It was scary, yet enticing at the same time. A risk, yet, wouldn't it be worth it?
But here I have everything. I have security, a hot guy, money, gifts… so maybe he wasn't like Daisuke. But that was good, because Daisuke annoyed the hell out of me…
Didn't he?
Suddenly, the window rolled up, and I stared back at the reflection it brought me. With Damori's face on my shoulder, giving me a small look.
"C'mon Miya… you're not much fun…" he said lazily, tracing a small circle with his tongue on my bare neck. My eyes widened as I straightened up, surprised at the contact, and surprising feeling… violated. Once again.
"Damori…" I began, starting to feel helpless.
"What?" he asked, moving further down my neck. I cringed.
"Stop." I said.
"Why?"
"Damori, just quit it!" I commanded sharply. He sighed and pulled away.
"You're no fun." I ignored him and continued to stare out of the window.
I wanted to know what was on that CD. I wanted to know what was going to happen.
I wanted Daisuke.
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Daisuke
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I stared at the ceiling of my room, trying to forget her. Trying not to remember she and Damori were heading away to his cabin with no parental supervision, in a limo with tinted, soundproof glass…
'Hentai.' I thought. That's what she would have said. But you know what? I didn't miss her.
I didn't miss the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed.
I didn't miss the way she always shoved me back and laughed, calling me one name or another.
I didn't miss the way that when she touched me, sparks seemed to ignite my soul.
I didn't miss her.
Besides, she was only going away for like what, a weekend? Who'd miss her for a weekend? In fact, I'd forget all about her in an hour. I checked my watch.
47 hours, 26 minutes, 38 seconds and 96 milliseconds until she was due back.
I'd go play soccer while I was waiting.
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Miyako
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We eventually made it there. The drive was about 45 minutes. It felt like 45 hours. It bugged me. Sometimes I felt like heaven when I was with him. Sometimes I felt like crap. It was confusing.
But I had to ignore that now. I was at a secluded spot in the woods with a guy and a cabin. I had to ignore that.
Daisuke…
"Here, darling…" I cringed. Darling? What the…
"Let me take that." I gave a small little smile.
"Oh you're too kind Damori." He grinned back.
"I know."
'Bastard.' I thought, still smiling.
Long story short, everything was hauled into the cabin. Once it was, Damori smiled.
"Now, honey…" I cringed. "Now that we're all unpacked, do you want to do something? Like… go down to the lake?" something in my stomach tightened. I didn't like that idea. It just didn't feel… right.
"Actually, I'm a little tuckered out." I said, emitting a fake yawn. He frowned.
"But dear, it's only 7:30."
"I've had a long day." I replied, smiling. "I've just been so excited I've used up all my energy." Lame, but you know what? I think he bought it.
"O.K., dear, Go and take a rest. I'll still be here if you want to do something later." I smiled graciously.
"Thank you honey." Gag me, please.
I went into my designated room, got out my CD player, the disk, and started listening. The words were foreign and odd to my ears, but I found with the lyric case Daisuke had provided a translation. I read it slowly as I listened to the song.
'Say what you want about it
It isn't true
Just concerning me and you
Is it any wonder anyway
And nothing else to do
If you see it any other way
First you can go
Later you can fake it so why make it any harder
Just tell them
Everything you know
Is it wise to make amends
No surprise
You're among friends
So say goodbye
And find a place
You'll keep hidden somewhere
Cold and deep
Don't disappoint us all
And cheat away your time
Why does everyone ignore it
It won't go away
It'll get you through the day
Doesn't anybody know by now
There's never anything to say
Is it wise to make amends
No surprise
You're among friends
So say goodbye
And find a place
You'll keep hidden somewhere
Cold and deep
Don't disappoint us all
And weep for old times
Save a cry
You'll need it in a week
And every holiday retreat
Don't disappoint us all
And cheat away your time
I'm looking down the tunnel
But I can't see the light'
I blinked. Then blinked again. It was over.
What the fuckin' hell did that have to do with anything?
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Well, here it is! :) I didn't really like this part, but that's O.K. Well, not really, but anyway…::babbles off::
