Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon. Okay?! Now, let's goooooooooooo!!!!!
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Author's Note: (singing her version of "Ain't it Funny") Ain't it funny when the feelings you just can't deny . . . (stops) Hi, peoplesss!! So, lots of you are sitting there hoping that Ken's reaction would be a pretty one. Well . . . (starts singing) Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel . . .
- Rose
P.S. Read away! And don't forget to review.
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The Darkness Continues
Chapter 3
"I'm pregnant."
Miyako closed her eyes, awaiting his reaction. When she heard nothing, she slowly opened them and looked at him. He was staring back her with a look of disbelief.
Finally after what seemed like hours of silence, he spoke. "You're joking, right?" he asked.
"No." Her voice was a squeak.
She heard the matress creek as he got up. She watched him out of the corner of her eye. He walked outside, into the balcony and stood there.
She didn't know if he had just stormed out or simply walked out. She didn't see the expression on his face.
There was a knot in her stomach. A tight, firm, solid knot of fear. Her vision started to blur as tears started to form in her eyes. She slowly layed back down and buried her face in the pillow.
She tried to fall into the sweet comforts of sleep which sounded very inviting to her at the momment. But, there was a sharp thorn in her heart and a tight knot in her stomach.
She tried to forget about what just happened. She wasn't able to forget, but she managed to cry herself to sleep.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
It was the same night. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the distance. Dark grey coulds had gathered overhead, threatening pour out ice cold rain. The wind howled, lifting leaves, sand and other light objects off the ground, into the air and dropping them back down again.
The sky lit up as another bolt of lightning passed through. The thunder roared louder and more ear splitting then ever before.
The deafening sound woke the empress from her dreamless sleep. She held her breath for a few seconds before realizing that it was only thunder.
Somebody had turned out the lights. It was pitch black inside the room. The only thing that gave it a flash of light occasionally was the lightning.
That was sort of a good thing. But, Miyako remembered, the lightning is always followed by thunder.
Suddenly she felt like a small child. A small child who's afraid of thunder storms.
She started to release her breath, but sucked it back in again when she felt something snake it's way around her waist.
She let out a small gasp. She felt hot breath at the back of her neck. "Ssshhh . . . " a voice whispered, "it's okay. It's just me." She relaxed a little as she recognised the voice.
She was laying on her side. She slowly turned so that she was laying on her back.
"Aren't you angry with me?" she asked in a small voice.
The emperor chuckled softly and gently kissed her moist lips. "Why would I be angry with you?"
A flash of lightning flooded the room with light for a split second, but it was long enough for Miyako to see that his face was barely inches above hers.
If it wasn't so dark, he would have seen the bewildered look on her face. 'Why would I be angry with you?' What kind of a question was *that?* Had he forgotten the conversation they had earlier? Or was he just drunk or something? Of course, he very rarely gets drunk.
"But- but -" she stammered. "I - you - I don't get it." She heard him laugh again.
"I already knew this would happen," he said.
Miyako didn't know what to say. So, she asked the only question which popped into her head.
"Do you want me to get an abortion?" she asked weakly.
"No."
"Are you happy about this or not?"
"What do you think?"
"You just walked out without saying anything when I told you."
"Is that supposed to mean anything?"
"Please just give me nice, clear, straight-forward answers. Please?"
She heard him sigh. "Look, I'll be honest with you. I'm not very enthusiastic about this."
. . . enthusiastic ?? . . .
She opened her mouth to reply, but he continued. "But, I'm never too enthusiastic about anything new, am I?" There was a pause for a few seconds, but to Miyako it seemed like hours.
"I'll get used to it," he said. He kissed her one last time and she felt him move. He didn't loosen his grip around her slender waist and she still felt his breath slightly on the side of her cheek.
After several long minutes, she finally fell asleep with only one question on her mind. How did he feel really?
End of Chapter 3
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Author's Note: For those of you who are, like, glaring at me because of the short chapter . . . Ummm . . . Please review. Flames will be flamed back. They always are. I like to flame flames.
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Author's Note: (singing her version of "Ain't it Funny") Ain't it funny when the feelings you just can't deny . . . (stops) Hi, peoplesss!! So, lots of you are sitting there hoping that Ken's reaction would be a pretty one. Well . . . (starts singing) Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel . . .
- Rose
P.S. Read away! And don't forget to review.
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The Darkness Continues
Chapter 3
"I'm pregnant."
Miyako closed her eyes, awaiting his reaction. When she heard nothing, she slowly opened them and looked at him. He was staring back her with a look of disbelief.
Finally after what seemed like hours of silence, he spoke. "You're joking, right?" he asked.
"No." Her voice was a squeak.
She heard the matress creek as he got up. She watched him out of the corner of her eye. He walked outside, into the balcony and stood there.
She didn't know if he had just stormed out or simply walked out. She didn't see the expression on his face.
There was a knot in her stomach. A tight, firm, solid knot of fear. Her vision started to blur as tears started to form in her eyes. She slowly layed back down and buried her face in the pillow.
She tried to fall into the sweet comforts of sleep which sounded very inviting to her at the momment. But, there was a sharp thorn in her heart and a tight knot in her stomach.
She tried to forget about what just happened. She wasn't able to forget, but she managed to cry herself to sleep.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
It was the same night. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the distance. Dark grey coulds had gathered overhead, threatening pour out ice cold rain. The wind howled, lifting leaves, sand and other light objects off the ground, into the air and dropping them back down again.
The sky lit up as another bolt of lightning passed through. The thunder roared louder and more ear splitting then ever before.
The deafening sound woke the empress from her dreamless sleep. She held her breath for a few seconds before realizing that it was only thunder.
Somebody had turned out the lights. It was pitch black inside the room. The only thing that gave it a flash of light occasionally was the lightning.
That was sort of a good thing. But, Miyako remembered, the lightning is always followed by thunder.
Suddenly she felt like a small child. A small child who's afraid of thunder storms.
She started to release her breath, but sucked it back in again when she felt something snake it's way around her waist.
She let out a small gasp. She felt hot breath at the back of her neck. "Ssshhh . . . " a voice whispered, "it's okay. It's just me." She relaxed a little as she recognised the voice.
She was laying on her side. She slowly turned so that she was laying on her back.
"Aren't you angry with me?" she asked in a small voice.
The emperor chuckled softly and gently kissed her moist lips. "Why would I be angry with you?"
A flash of lightning flooded the room with light for a split second, but it was long enough for Miyako to see that his face was barely inches above hers.
If it wasn't so dark, he would have seen the bewildered look on her face. 'Why would I be angry with you?' What kind of a question was *that?* Had he forgotten the conversation they had earlier? Or was he just drunk or something? Of course, he very rarely gets drunk.
"But- but -" she stammered. "I - you - I don't get it." She heard him laugh again.
"I already knew this would happen," he said.
Miyako didn't know what to say. So, she asked the only question which popped into her head.
"Do you want me to get an abortion?" she asked weakly.
"No."
"Are you happy about this or not?"
"What do you think?"
"You just walked out without saying anything when I told you."
"Is that supposed to mean anything?"
"Please just give me nice, clear, straight-forward answers. Please?"
She heard him sigh. "Look, I'll be honest with you. I'm not very enthusiastic about this."
. . . enthusiastic ?? . . .
She opened her mouth to reply, but he continued. "But, I'm never too enthusiastic about anything new, am I?" There was a pause for a few seconds, but to Miyako it seemed like hours.
"I'll get used to it," he said. He kissed her one last time and she felt him move. He didn't loosen his grip around her slender waist and she still felt his breath slightly on the side of her cheek.
After several long minutes, she finally fell asleep with only one question on her mind. How did he feel really?
End of Chapter 3
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Author's Note: For those of you who are, like, glaring at me because of the short chapter . . . Ummm . . . Please review. Flames will be flamed back. They always are. I like to flame flames.