It's so strange. I think I'm driven to write this story because in real life I am trying to choose between two guys. There's the one I do love but he never wants to fall in love or pursue a relationship with anyone. And the one I'm currently dating who has no idea of the other's existence. My life is very confusing.

Now I simplified the characters problems up to now because truly I feel that the only thing that could prevent Miyako from entering this relationship would be her own feelings. Everyone who truly mattered to Miyako would perhaps not like a three-sided relationship but would nevertheless be supportive of her. In future chapters I will bring this up again.

Miyako simply found the invitation too irresistible. She has pined after Ken for such a long time that she is willing to try this. Her only real barrier is Daisuke but since she does have feelings for him there is no reason to hold her back.

Samanda Hime-sama

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.

Chapter Three: Resolution

Motomiya Daisuke simply held Inou Miyako in his arms for a long time, happy to know that she was his at last. Miyako was content to stay like that forever. But forever never lasts as long as anyone likes.

She thought of Dai's behavior tonight and inwardly winced. She would never have thought that he ever felt unwanted before tonight and she knew that it was partly her fault. She had hurt him with her constant pursuit of Ken and her unwillingness to look elsewhere for the love that he had waited to shower her with.

The relationship with Ken must have healed part of the damage but some of it still remained despite the fact that they were together. Rejection plays havoc with your self-esteem even if it's unvoiced rejection.

What could she do to let him know that he wasn't to blame that she was blind in all the ways that mattered?

It came to her slowly and she held her breath. She let it out in a long exhalation. Could she really do that without losing control of herself and going too far?

Miya knew that the two men wouldn't push her farther than she wanted to go no matter what their own desires. She wanted to help Dai but more than that she just wanted to be with them. So she took things into her own hands.

Miyako softly moved his arms away from her body then took Dai's hand and squeezed it gently. She stood up and smiled at him. She tugged at his hand until he followed her earlier example and stood. He followed as she led him down the hall and past her own room.

Dai swallowed. "Where are we going?"

Miya smiled at him over her shoulder. "To sleep."

Miya nudged the door open with her free hand and entered the master bedroom. Soft light lit the room so Miya could see the walls were done in a tasteful jade green color that went well with the residents of this apartment. The furniture was all dark stained wood that gave the room a masculine presence that it otherwise wouldn't have but the focal point of the room was the California king size bed that Ken had flown in from the U.S. as a surprise for Dai's last birthday.

Ken was reading in bed as he turned the page in the thick book he was reading. He looked up and saw Miya towing Dai into the room. He took off his reading glasses and watched them come closer.

"Miya," He said with surprise. "Are you all right?"

She held Dai's hand for a bit longer then let it go. "No Ken. I just told Dai that I can't sleep in my room and since he can't seem to sleep either we should just share a bed."

He stared at her in the old way of his that she had always disliked. Like he was weighing your words and studying your face to accurately gauge what you were feeling.

Ken's look was replaced by a breathtaking smile. "I see. There's plenty of room."

Miya hesitated for a minute then gathered up her courage and climbed in next to Ken. In the old days this wouldn't have been a problem because they practically lived at each other's houses. But now they had grown up and Miya was aware that neither Ken nor Dai were little boys anymore.

Things had sure changed.

She looked over at Dai who looked like he couldn't believe his eyes… or his luck. He settled in next to her gingerly.

Almost as if he's afraid I might bite him. Miya thought, amused.

(With Miya's past record she might have when she was younger.)

So there was Miya was sandwiched between two guys. All three of them slightly uncomfortable although Ken hid it better than the other two as they lay there quietly for a bit.

"Have you made a decision?" Ken rolled on his side to look at Miyako.

Dai didn't blurt out his happiness but let Miya speak for herself. She turned her head to look at him. She searched his eyes then smiled. "Yes."

Ken looked a little puzzled. "Yes what?"

Miya giggled. "Yes I've decided and the answer is yes."

Dai smiled at her while tears shone in Ken's eyes. He blinked them back then hugged her.

"Thank you." Ken whispered into her ear. "Dai looks so much happier, don't you agree? I am too."

Miya moved back a little so she could look into his eyes. She saw relief and knew that he had known how close Dai was to the edge of breaking down before tonight. She gave thanks that nothing had happened.

From behind her she heard a massive yawn and she grinned. "Same old Dai."

"What?" His voice was defensive. "Emotional stuff always makes me sleepy."

Miya winked at Ken. "Are you trying to say that I'm boring? Dai, I'm so hurt."

"No! I never said that, Miya. I'm just tired, okay?" Dai pleaded with her.

Ken was laughing silently at the other two as they continued to bicker. Dai snuck his arm around her waist and begged her to stop talking so he could sleep. She smacked his hand but let it stay there. Finally they shut up and Ken turned off the lamp.

Miya's fingers searched out Ken's hand. When she found it she threaded her fingers through his. He flexed his fingers in surprise letting her know that he was awake.

And that was the last thing Miya remembered before she fell asleep.