Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon. Okay?! I think that's it. Oh, yeah! I also don't own Tylenol (sp?) Hell, if I did own it, I'd probably know how to spell it. Now, let's goooooooooooo!!!!!
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Author's Note: Hiya! It's me, Rose Silverstein. Who else would it be? A thirteen-year-old Canadian who likes Kaiyako? Of course. Anyways, the last chapter was short and I am going to appologise by making this chapter as long as possible by trying to break the record for 'the longest chapter written by Rose.' Chapter 1 of Straydes is holding the title with 35 pages. Let's see if chapter 4 of TDC will take it away.
- Rose
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Chapter 4
The next day, the empress was strolling through the garden in the Digital World, thinking about what happened last night between her and the Digimon Emperor. She had no clue what had happened really. She couldn't tell whether he had been telling the truth or if he'd been lying. He was really good at lying.
Whenever she knew he was lying, she always noticed how he looked whoever he was speaking to in the eye, instead of letting his eyes wander or blinking too much.
She knew he was pretty good at hiding his feelings. He even scared her sometimes. She thought he'd burst or something if he kept everything bottled up. She just knew that it wasn't healthy. She truly worried about him.
Some people (and Digimon) thought that they weren't even in love or anything. They thought that the couple just like to screw eachother for the pleasure of it. Well, they couldn't *be* more wrong.
She actually did love him. If this child was going to break them up, she'd be glad to get rid of it.
Or would she?
She lightly fingered her stomach. She was starting to wonder if he really had wanted her to get an abortion . . .
* * * * * * * * *
The Digi-destined were at Tai and Sora's place. Some of them sat around the table and some of them just stood around.
Joe had already broke the news. Amy had told him and he had told the rest of the DD.
"Miyako's having a baby," Mimi said, "Wow."
"You know, I never thought I'd see the day," Tai said, shaking his head.
"I hope the kid dies," Davis grumbled. The Digi-destined gasped.
"Davis!" Sora scolded.
"Davis, it's not really the child's fault," Kari pointed out, "it can't help it. I don't think that you have a choise of who you're being born to before you are."
"It'll will grow up to be just like them," Davis insisted.
"Yeah," TK said with a shrug, "but you shouldn't really wish it'd die. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, the kid'll turn out a little different."
Davis sighed and looked at his friends. "You know, maybe you're right," he sighed.
He suddenly jumped up and ran to the window. He popped his head out and searched the sky.
"Davis, what's wrong?" Kari asked.
"No, it's just that I saw a pig fly by," Davis said as he turned to them. The rest of the Digi-destined sighed.
"Think it'll be a boy or a girl?" Sora asked.
"Boy," her friends said in unison. Sora nodded in agreement.
A few minutes passes in silence. Then, Kari spoke up.
"I feel really sorry that poor child . . . " she muttered.
"Why?" almost half of the others asked.
"Because," Kari said, "I don't think it'd be raised with the kind of love that it deserves, you know?"
"Yeah, I think I know what your talking about," Tai said with a shrug.
"Yeah, they probably got married just becase they liked sleeping together. I really do feel for it," Izzy murmered. "Hey, what do you think?" he asked Joe.
Joe had remained silent for the whole conversation. He seemed deep in thought and Izzy snapped him out of it with his little question. "You guys really shouldn't feel sorry for the kid," he said.
The rest of the Digi-destined stared at him. "You're joking, right?" Matt asked.
Joe shook his head. "Miyako seemed to want the kid. Amy said so. She said she kinda looked happy when she left." He had the group's full attention. But, then he burst the bubble. "But, of course, then, Amy said she wasn't too sure," she finished.
Some of the DD rolled their eyes while the rest just moaned.
"But, if she doesn't want the kid, you guys still shouldn't feel so sorry for it," Joe said.
"Why?" Cody asked.
"Think about it. Either her or Ken would want her to get an abortion," Joe said.
"Yeah, you're right," Kari said, "But, now I *really* feel sad." Most of the DD nodded their agreement.
* * * * * * * *
Miyako had been pondering over what she should do for almost half an hour. She finally decided to go and talk to him.
He was in the control room, just as she'd suspected. He was typing furiously and kept his eyes on the screens. She guessed he must've known it was her, or, by now, he'd be yelling about knocking before entering.
She closed the door as silently as she could. She walked over to wear he was sitting. She stood about half a meter behind him. She noticed that he was typing a little slower now. He was just pushing a few buttons at a time and wasn't using both his hands.
That made Miyako a little bit nervous. She took a deep breath. 'Alright, come on, girl . . . ' she silently encouraged herself, 'There's nothing to be afraid of.'
She got the nerve to walk over infront of him and finally sit down in his lap.
"Hey," she said as she rested her head on his shoulder. For a momment, he didn't answer. He didn't even move. But, then, he slowly moved his arm around her waist and starting to gently caress her sides. That relaxed a bit. If he was angry at her about something, he'd have just stayed stony.
He pressed two buttons at once and all the screens turned blue. "I know what you're here for," Ken said, all of a sudden. She lifted her and looked up at him.
"You want to talk about it," he stated, "Again."
She slowly nodded and he sighed in response.
"Look, baby, I already told you," he said, "what else do you want to hear?"
Miyako rested her head against his shoulder again. "I want to make sure you're telling the truth," she said.
She heard him sigh. "What makes you think that I'm *not* telling the truth in the first place?" he asked, "I looked you in the eye and told you that I was okay with it, didn't I?"
"I know, but . . . " her voice trailed off.
"But what?" he asked, sounding annoyed.
Miyako didn't answer. She didn't know how to answer. How was she supposed to explain this to him? Damn, it all made sense to her when she rehearsed it in her head. It had been perfect. What went wrong *now*? Why does everything go wrong at the last minute? Life was so unfair.
"Hello-o-o?" Ken asked. He waved his hand infront of her face. Miyako finally snapped out of her thoughts.
"Sorry," she mumbled, not meeting his gaze.
He sighed again. "Look, Miya," he started, "I think I know why-"
"It was dark!" Miyako suddenly blurted out, finally meeting his gaze.
He only stared back at her. Miyako realised how stupid that must've sounded when she saw a look of amusement mixed with the confusion. At least, that was what she thought she saw. The only light was the soft blue glow the monitors were giving off.
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"Last night," she replied, quietly.
"Last night? What about last night?" he asked. Why didn't she accept what he'd told her last night? He wasn't drunk or anything . . .
"It's because, well," Miyako stammered, "it was dark-!"
"Yes, we cleared that already," he answered.
"No, I mean, it was dark, so I couldn't really tell if you were looking at me or not," she said, quietly.
They sat in silence for a long minute. To Miyako it seemed like hours.
"Miya?" he finally asked.
"Yeah?" she whispered.
"That's a pathetic reason to be worried," he stated, drily. He really thought it was.
"Well, even if there *was* light in the room, I couldn't make sure," Miyako protested.
"Excuse me?" Ken asked.
"It's because," Miyako started. She stopped for a few seconds. She had to choose her next few words carefully.
"You're so good at hiding your feelings," she said, carefully, "I've seen you look people right into their eyes and lie."
Ken shrugged. "I guess I do," he said, sarcastically, "I'm a good at it, aren't I? Lieing? (sp?)"
"That's not the point," Miyako almost whined, "what you said last night . . . I really don't think that was you talking."
Ken smirked and shook his head. "And you let me or whoever was talking stay with you for the rest of the night anyway." It was more of a statement than a question.
"Ke-e-en . . . Please, just listen to me," she begged.
"Alright, alright," he rolled his eyes, "what were you talking about?"
"I just think that what you said wouldn't have been what you would've said if . . . Oh, Lord," Miyako grumbled. She moaned and buried her head into his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Ken asked.
"My head hurts," she said in a small voice.
"Tylenol(sp?) should get rid of it," he answered.
He got up, lifting her up with him. He carried her to another door in the control room. This one was an elevator.
He somehow pushed a button and the door slid open. He stepped in and pushed a few more buttons. The elevator travelled not only up and down, but also to one side of the building and to the other side. It stopped and when it's doors slid open, Ken stepped out into a hallway.
The hallway had shiny, metal walls and a royal blue carpet with yellow and black designs. Beside the doors were small buttons.
Ken walked up to a door and pushed a few buttons. The door slid open to reveal the master bedroom. As he stepped inside, the door closed automatically.
The emperor strolled to the bed. He stopped just half a meter away from it. In one quick movement, he tossed the empress onto it.
"Hey!" Miyako exclaimed, annoyed. She wasn't too happy with the surprise flying lesson, not matter how short it was and even thought she *did* have a safe, soft and comfortable landing. Miyako sat up and glared at him.
Ken just smirked and pushed back a few strands of hair that had fallen over her face during the trip from his arms to the bed.
"How does your head feel now?" he asked. Ken smirked and walked away without another word.
Miyako picked up a pillow and threw it at him. But, she missed and it hit a blue floor lamp instead. The glass lamp fell over and smashed into a million pieces.
Ken just kept on walking. Miyako would've thought he didn't notice the lamp if he han't chuckled as he left.
As the the door was closing, Ken heard Miyako mutter the letters 'S.O.B' under her breath.
Inside the room, Miyako turned off the light, careful not to step on the glass. She layed down on the bed. She smiled as she closed her eyes.
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Author's Note: That didn't beat 35 pages. But, it was longer than I planned it to be. So, what did you think?
- Rose
p.s. yeah, yeah, the emperor was out of character.
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Author's Note: Hiya! It's me, Rose Silverstein. Who else would it be? A thirteen-year-old Canadian who likes Kaiyako? Of course. Anyways, the last chapter was short and I am going to appologise by making this chapter as long as possible by trying to break the record for 'the longest chapter written by Rose.' Chapter 1 of Straydes is holding the title with 35 pages. Let's see if chapter 4 of TDC will take it away.
- Rose
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Chapter 4
The next day, the empress was strolling through the garden in the Digital World, thinking about what happened last night between her and the Digimon Emperor. She had no clue what had happened really. She couldn't tell whether he had been telling the truth or if he'd been lying. He was really good at lying.
Whenever she knew he was lying, she always noticed how he looked whoever he was speaking to in the eye, instead of letting his eyes wander or blinking too much.
She knew he was pretty good at hiding his feelings. He even scared her sometimes. She thought he'd burst or something if he kept everything bottled up. She just knew that it wasn't healthy. She truly worried about him.
Some people (and Digimon) thought that they weren't even in love or anything. They thought that the couple just like to screw eachother for the pleasure of it. Well, they couldn't *be* more wrong.
She actually did love him. If this child was going to break them up, she'd be glad to get rid of it.
Or would she?
She lightly fingered her stomach. She was starting to wonder if he really had wanted her to get an abortion . . .
* * * * * * * * *
The Digi-destined were at Tai and Sora's place. Some of them sat around the table and some of them just stood around.
Joe had already broke the news. Amy had told him and he had told the rest of the DD.
"Miyako's having a baby," Mimi said, "Wow."
"You know, I never thought I'd see the day," Tai said, shaking his head.
"I hope the kid dies," Davis grumbled. The Digi-destined gasped.
"Davis!" Sora scolded.
"Davis, it's not really the child's fault," Kari pointed out, "it can't help it. I don't think that you have a choise of who you're being born to before you are."
"It'll will grow up to be just like them," Davis insisted.
"Yeah," TK said with a shrug, "but you shouldn't really wish it'd die. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, the kid'll turn out a little different."
Davis sighed and looked at his friends. "You know, maybe you're right," he sighed.
He suddenly jumped up and ran to the window. He popped his head out and searched the sky.
"Davis, what's wrong?" Kari asked.
"No, it's just that I saw a pig fly by," Davis said as he turned to them. The rest of the Digi-destined sighed.
"Think it'll be a boy or a girl?" Sora asked.
"Boy," her friends said in unison. Sora nodded in agreement.
A few minutes passes in silence. Then, Kari spoke up.
"I feel really sorry that poor child . . . " she muttered.
"Why?" almost half of the others asked.
"Because," Kari said, "I don't think it'd be raised with the kind of love that it deserves, you know?"
"Yeah, I think I know what your talking about," Tai said with a shrug.
"Yeah, they probably got married just becase they liked sleeping together. I really do feel for it," Izzy murmered. "Hey, what do you think?" he asked Joe.
Joe had remained silent for the whole conversation. He seemed deep in thought and Izzy snapped him out of it with his little question. "You guys really shouldn't feel sorry for the kid," he said.
The rest of the Digi-destined stared at him. "You're joking, right?" Matt asked.
Joe shook his head. "Miyako seemed to want the kid. Amy said so. She said she kinda looked happy when she left." He had the group's full attention. But, then he burst the bubble. "But, of course, then, Amy said she wasn't too sure," she finished.
Some of the DD rolled their eyes while the rest just moaned.
"But, if she doesn't want the kid, you guys still shouldn't feel so sorry for it," Joe said.
"Why?" Cody asked.
"Think about it. Either her or Ken would want her to get an abortion," Joe said.
"Yeah, you're right," Kari said, "But, now I *really* feel sad." Most of the DD nodded their agreement.
* * * * * * * *
Miyako had been pondering over what she should do for almost half an hour. She finally decided to go and talk to him.
He was in the control room, just as she'd suspected. He was typing furiously and kept his eyes on the screens. She guessed he must've known it was her, or, by now, he'd be yelling about knocking before entering.
She closed the door as silently as she could. She walked over to wear he was sitting. She stood about half a meter behind him. She noticed that he was typing a little slower now. He was just pushing a few buttons at a time and wasn't using both his hands.
That made Miyako a little bit nervous. She took a deep breath. 'Alright, come on, girl . . . ' she silently encouraged herself, 'There's nothing to be afraid of.'
She got the nerve to walk over infront of him and finally sit down in his lap.
"Hey," she said as she rested her head on his shoulder. For a momment, he didn't answer. He didn't even move. But, then, he slowly moved his arm around her waist and starting to gently caress her sides. That relaxed a bit. If he was angry at her about something, he'd have just stayed stony.
He pressed two buttons at once and all the screens turned blue. "I know what you're here for," Ken said, all of a sudden. She lifted her and looked up at him.
"You want to talk about it," he stated, "Again."
She slowly nodded and he sighed in response.
"Look, baby, I already told you," he said, "what else do you want to hear?"
Miyako rested her head against his shoulder again. "I want to make sure you're telling the truth," she said.
She heard him sigh. "What makes you think that I'm *not* telling the truth in the first place?" he asked, "I looked you in the eye and told you that I was okay with it, didn't I?"
"I know, but . . . " her voice trailed off.
"But what?" he asked, sounding annoyed.
Miyako didn't answer. She didn't know how to answer. How was she supposed to explain this to him? Damn, it all made sense to her when she rehearsed it in her head. It had been perfect. What went wrong *now*? Why does everything go wrong at the last minute? Life was so unfair.
"Hello-o-o?" Ken asked. He waved his hand infront of her face. Miyako finally snapped out of her thoughts.
"Sorry," she mumbled, not meeting his gaze.
He sighed again. "Look, Miya," he started, "I think I know why-"
"It was dark!" Miyako suddenly blurted out, finally meeting his gaze.
He only stared back at her. Miyako realised how stupid that must've sounded when she saw a look of amusement mixed with the confusion. At least, that was what she thought she saw. The only light was the soft blue glow the monitors were giving off.
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"Last night," she replied, quietly.
"Last night? What about last night?" he asked. Why didn't she accept what he'd told her last night? He wasn't drunk or anything . . .
"It's because, well," Miyako stammered, "it was dark-!"
"Yes, we cleared that already," he answered.
"No, I mean, it was dark, so I couldn't really tell if you were looking at me or not," she said, quietly.
They sat in silence for a long minute. To Miyako it seemed like hours.
"Miya?" he finally asked.
"Yeah?" she whispered.
"That's a pathetic reason to be worried," he stated, drily. He really thought it was.
"Well, even if there *was* light in the room, I couldn't make sure," Miyako protested.
"Excuse me?" Ken asked.
"It's because," Miyako started. She stopped for a few seconds. She had to choose her next few words carefully.
"You're so good at hiding your feelings," she said, carefully, "I've seen you look people right into their eyes and lie."
Ken shrugged. "I guess I do," he said, sarcastically, "I'm a good at it, aren't I? Lieing? (sp?)"
"That's not the point," Miyako almost whined, "what you said last night . . . I really don't think that was you talking."
Ken smirked and shook his head. "And you let me or whoever was talking stay with you for the rest of the night anyway." It was more of a statement than a question.
"Ke-e-en . . . Please, just listen to me," she begged.
"Alright, alright," he rolled his eyes, "what were you talking about?"
"I just think that what you said wouldn't have been what you would've said if . . . Oh, Lord," Miyako grumbled. She moaned and buried her head into his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Ken asked.
"My head hurts," she said in a small voice.
"Tylenol(sp?) should get rid of it," he answered.
He got up, lifting her up with him. He carried her to another door in the control room. This one was an elevator.
He somehow pushed a button and the door slid open. He stepped in and pushed a few more buttons. The elevator travelled not only up and down, but also to one side of the building and to the other side. It stopped and when it's doors slid open, Ken stepped out into a hallway.
The hallway had shiny, metal walls and a royal blue carpet with yellow and black designs. Beside the doors were small buttons.
Ken walked up to a door and pushed a few buttons. The door slid open to reveal the master bedroom. As he stepped inside, the door closed automatically.
The emperor strolled to the bed. He stopped just half a meter away from it. In one quick movement, he tossed the empress onto it.
"Hey!" Miyako exclaimed, annoyed. She wasn't too happy with the surprise flying lesson, not matter how short it was and even thought she *did* have a safe, soft and comfortable landing. Miyako sat up and glared at him.
Ken just smirked and pushed back a few strands of hair that had fallen over her face during the trip from his arms to the bed.
"How does your head feel now?" he asked. Ken smirked and walked away without another word.
Miyako picked up a pillow and threw it at him. But, she missed and it hit a blue floor lamp instead. The glass lamp fell over and smashed into a million pieces.
Ken just kept on walking. Miyako would've thought he didn't notice the lamp if he han't chuckled as he left.
As the the door was closing, Ken heard Miyako mutter the letters 'S.O.B' under her breath.
Inside the room, Miyako turned off the light, careful not to step on the glass. She layed down on the bed. She smiled as she closed her eyes.
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Author's Note: That didn't beat 35 pages. But, it was longer than I planned it to be. So, what did you think?
- Rose
p.s. yeah, yeah, the emperor was out of character.