All right this is chapter two of Passion, Drive And Will. This is a Miya/Dai/Ken fic. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing it. These chapters circled in my brain all day today until I found some paper and wrote it down.

Samanda

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.

Passion, Drive And Will Chapter Two: Miyako's Dilemmna

Miyako closed the door behind her and leaned against it. She wondered how this mess had all gotten started but she shook her head. The answer would be too complicated she knew so she let it go.

She pushed away from the door with a sigh and approached the guest bed. She dropped the pirated pillows and her sleepwear on the comforter.

She undressed and put on her pj's realizing only afterward that it was an old shirt of Dai's and a pair of Ken's athletic shorts that she had stolen.

Before sleeping in them was just a comfortable thing to do but now it seemed oddly symbolic of the desired change in their relationship.

She slipped underneath the covers and turned off the lamp. She stared up at the ceiling as quiet murmurs and other noises filtered through to from behind the door.

Sleep was impossible for her because the shock had worn off and thoughts were racing through her mind. To find out that your two best friends loved you in a romantic way, one of them being Mr. Right was overwhelming. Thrilling but scary as well.

Could she deal with being involved with both Ken and Dai?

Think, Miyako ordered herself. Look at potential problems.

One: What would your family think?

Answer: She truly thought her mother and father wouldn't mind. After all when her sister had announced she was gay her parents had just taken it in stride.

Two: How would her friends take it?

Answer: Very well. After all Yamato and Tai were openly pursuing a homosexual relationship as well as Ken and Dai. There would be raised eyebrows (like Hikari) but that would be all. (In fact Miya would be called a lucky dog but that's irrelevant.)

Three: And society?

Answer: Miyako was not a fool. Society as a whole would dissaprove. A woman in a relationship with two men would probably be considered worse than a homosexual relationship. Only a small percentage of people would be okay with it.

Could she live with that? With the company of true friends, supportive family and her love interests the answer would be yes.

Now, the most important question of all. Could you do this?

Miyako was stuck on this question for a long time. Yes she knew she loved Ken without a doubt but did she love Daisuke like that?

Daisuke was an earthy sort of person. He could be rough around the edges but it was part of his charm. He loved to make people laugh.

Miyako was honest with herself. There were times that Dai had provoked a quicksilver reaction of lust from her body. Afterwards, Miya would feel ashamed and scold herself that Dai was just a friend, nothing more.

Now she knew that she had lied to herself. She cared for Dai as deeply as she cared for Ken but in a different way.

Ken had won a place in her heart almost immediately but not so Dai. Dai had sneaked into her heart little by little until he was curled up next to Ken there.

Miya sat up and sighed. Okay I am in love with Dai. So how do I tell them both what I want when I don't even know myself, she asked herself with a small smile.

Thirst overcame her and she padded on slippered feet to the kitchen. She got out a juice box and made her way to the couch. The moon gave off enough light so that Miya could spot the form of their three digimon sleeping in a pile like a litter of kittens.

Miya smiled. They were just so cute. A picture flashed through her mind and a blush stained her cheeks at the thought and she shook it away.

Get your mind out of the gutter girl! She told herself.

Dai shuffled into the living room, yawning. He spotted Miya and sat down at the other end of the couch. Dai was motionless through the silence that followed but Miya couldn't stay still.

Finally she broke her silence. "I still can't believe it. "

"What's so hard to believe?" Dai answered as he looked at her shadowy face.

She turned to face him. "That I can have everything I want…and more."

"Yeah, Ken," He said in a bitter tone she seldom heard.

Miya knew what he was thinking and she was horrified that he had misunderstood what she was trying to say. She scooted closer and leaned against his tense body.

"No, Dai." She said slowly and felt his body's tension drain away.

His arm came around her gently. "Do you want to be with us? With me?"

Miya took a deep breath. "I think I do, Dai."

Daisuke let out the breath he had been holding after he had asked the questions. His left arm came up and joined his right so that his arms encircled Miya who leaned against him.

"Thank you," He whispered. "You won't be sorry that you chose us."