Unclean
I do not own any characters from Paradise Kiss. Paradise Kiss is copyright Ai Yazawa and Tokyopop.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Striddy-chan and chaZZZ. Thanks guys ;D
Ch. 5: Impure
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Her eyes flew open, the sadness in her eyes replaced by surprise. She didn't know what to do- so she settled on middle ground: she neither kissed back nor pulled away.
George's head moved back. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that..."
Isabella shook her head. "No, George... it's fine..." She smiled a bit, though weakly.
"No, it's not," George stated as he shook his head. "I shouldn't have..."
Isabella cocked her head to the side slightly but stayed quiet, watching him with confused eyes.
"I should go." George stood up.
"No! George! It's ok!" But Isabella's words were too late. He had already left the room.
She sat, looking down at her coffee. Blinking back fresh tears, she got up and dumped her and George's coffee into the sink.
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Isabella climbed into her bed slowly. Her eyes had dried by now. She felt like she didn't have any more liquid inside her. She curled up under her comforter again, for the second time this night.
"George," she thought to herself. "What are you doing?... What are you doing to me?" She closed her eyes.
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George was locked in his room, sewing together a new dress when Yamamoto burst in, wearing the lilac dress he had given her a few days ago.
"Hiya, George!" Yamamoto smiled, then gasped when he saw the new dress. "It's so pretty!" He grinned. "Can I wear it when you're done?"
George nodded and smiled. "Sure... I made it for you."
Yamamoto smiled and sat next to George while he worked on her new dress.
"George?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think... since I'm a girl now..." he blushed slightly. "Would it be wrong... for me to like boys?"
George looked at Isabella, his head turned slightly. "No... I don't think so." He grinned. "I think as long as you're happy, you can't be wrong."
Yamamoto nodded, pulling his legs up to his chest.
"Ok, George."
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A/N: Thanks you guys who have reviewed my story for me ; I hope you guys like this chapter too. I have a lot of fun writing about these two as little kids... Maybe I'll write about all the characters as little kids.. One day. Maybe. ;; Until then, I should finish this story, ne?
I do not own any characters from Paradise Kiss. Paradise Kiss is copyright Ai Yazawa and Tokyopop.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Striddy-chan and chaZZZ. Thanks guys ;D
Ch. 5: Impure
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Her eyes flew open, the sadness in her eyes replaced by surprise. She didn't know what to do- so she settled on middle ground: she neither kissed back nor pulled away.
George's head moved back. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that..."
Isabella shook her head. "No, George... it's fine..." She smiled a bit, though weakly.
"No, it's not," George stated as he shook his head. "I shouldn't have..."
Isabella cocked her head to the side slightly but stayed quiet, watching him with confused eyes.
"I should go." George stood up.
"No! George! It's ok!" But Isabella's words were too late. He had already left the room.
She sat, looking down at her coffee. Blinking back fresh tears, she got up and dumped her and George's coffee into the sink.
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Isabella climbed into her bed slowly. Her eyes had dried by now. She felt like she didn't have any more liquid inside her. She curled up under her comforter again, for the second time this night.
"George," she thought to herself. "What are you doing?... What are you doing to me?" She closed her eyes.
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George was locked in his room, sewing together a new dress when Yamamoto burst in, wearing the lilac dress he had given her a few days ago.
"Hiya, George!" Yamamoto smiled, then gasped when he saw the new dress. "It's so pretty!" He grinned. "Can I wear it when you're done?"
George nodded and smiled. "Sure... I made it for you."
Yamamoto smiled and sat next to George while he worked on her new dress.
"George?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think... since I'm a girl now..." he blushed slightly. "Would it be wrong... for me to like boys?"
George looked at Isabella, his head turned slightly. "No... I don't think so." He grinned. "I think as long as you're happy, you can't be wrong."
Yamamoto nodded, pulling his legs up to his chest.
"Ok, George."
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A/N: Thanks you guys who have reviewed my story for me ; I hope you guys like this chapter too. I have a lot of fun writing about these two as little kids... Maybe I'll write about all the characters as little kids.. One day. Maybe. ;; Until then, I should finish this story, ne?