A/N: Okay... Since ive gotten so many complaints about
Psymon's out-of-characterness. This chapter will be used to put him back. Yes, I know, it was
fluffy, but cute, dont you think?
Chapter 4: Passion
Due to major awkwardness, the two spent most of the remaining day in separate rooms. Kaori needed
some time to think. What happened? Psymon was too much of an ass to be kind. What had gotten into
him? Maybe, just maybe he had feelings for her that he had been hiding all these years, and now acting
on them that she was legal. Typical. That is just typical Psymon behavior. He always seemed like the
type to love'em and leave'em. That was it. It had to be. He could never love her. Either way, she had
to find out. Perhaps in the morning.
***
Kaori rolled around in her sleep, letting out low moans every once and a while. She was dreaming of him,
She hadn't been able to get it off of her mind the whole night. And now, it followed her into sleep.
She was running through a labyrinth made from bushes in a victorian gown, a paper fan in her right
hand. She was lost. It was so dark, and she was scared. The structured walls gloomed over her in a
menacing fashion. She sulked into a corner and cryed, her mascara smearing down her face. Then, he
came and offered a hand. She looked up and saw him. Psymon was clean looking, no tattoos or piercings,
but he was in a suit with his hair slicked back. He helped her up and led her out into the light. They
stood in the center of a field of flowers, where he had a picnic blanket layed out. They sat down.
"What is going..." Kaori began to say, but Psymon hushed her with a finger. He leaned in for a passionate
kiss. As they were kissing, he started to untie her corset.
"Do you think we should?" SHe looked at him sternly. He just smiled and said.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Kaori jolted awake to see Psymon standing over her.
"I can't fucking sleep like this." He mumbled as he walked into the next room. Kaori glared at him as
he walked off. Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.
In the morning, she couldn't wait anymore. She stomped into the foyer of the cabin to see Psymon,
his shirt of and lying atop of his face.
"Okay, I'm tired of this. You've shunned me all night. Ever since..." Kaori yelled, making Psymon jump.
He glared at her.
"Ever since what? Ever since your stupid ass girlish fantasy was fulfilled?" Psymon got up in her face.
"Oh believe me, I have a lot better eople to fantasise about then you, Psymon Stark!" She yelled.
"Look, you can ignore me and deny it all you want, but the truth is, we kissed Psymon... WE KISSED.
And nothing you can do or say can change that. Now what do you say to that?"
"How about this... IT...NEVER...HAPPENED." Psymon turned and sat down on the sofa. "Besides, it's all
your fault that we are here, you little bitch"
"Oh... Its my fault? Thats it?" Kaori put her hands on her hips. "So its my fault that you blew a fuse
and wanted to race down the mountain? Its my fault that You knocked me into that wall and more
than likely caused the whole avalanche? Its my fault Psymon? Is it my fucking fault?"
Kaori picked up a glass mug and threw it at Psymon, breaking it on the wall behind him.
"Oh, so thats how its gonna be?!?!" Psymon yelled, pouncing off of the sofa and pinning a whimpereing
Kaori to a wall. He shook her, crazily. "Is that how its gonna be?"
Kaori started to laugh maniacly. "Go ahead. Hit me. You know you want to, and Im sure as hell not
scared."
Psymon started to roar with tremendous violence, but instead of taking out his anger with violence,
he kissed her, this time with a furious passion, both forced and lovingly. Kaori kissed back, opening her
mouth for Psymons tongue to feel invited. They kissed this way for about five minutes, and then Psymon
started to suck on her neck, Kaori moaning all the while. She pushed him off and on to the sofa, where she
helped him remove his shirt. Psymon was smiling, passionately, not menacing like before. Kaori smiled back
and bent down to kiss him. Before long, all of their clothing was on the floor. The rolled off of the sofa and
on to the bearskin rug.
"Psymon, I..." Kaori almost changed her mind. Psymon hushed her with his finger.
"Ill be gentle, I promise."
They continued to kiss, as Psymon slowly and lovingly, entered Kaori. He kissed at her neck and played
with her hair as he gently made love to her.
After it was over, they lay there, Psymon holding Kaori.
"Kaori..." Psymon whispered to her. "We need to talk."
Psymon's out-of-characterness. This chapter will be used to put him back. Yes, I know, it was
fluffy, but cute, dont you think?
Chapter 4: Passion
Due to major awkwardness, the two spent most of the remaining day in separate rooms. Kaori needed
some time to think. What happened? Psymon was too much of an ass to be kind. What had gotten into
him? Maybe, just maybe he had feelings for her that he had been hiding all these years, and now acting
on them that she was legal. Typical. That is just typical Psymon behavior. He always seemed like the
type to love'em and leave'em. That was it. It had to be. He could never love her. Either way, she had
to find out. Perhaps in the morning.
***
Kaori rolled around in her sleep, letting out low moans every once and a while. She was dreaming of him,
She hadn't been able to get it off of her mind the whole night. And now, it followed her into sleep.
She was running through a labyrinth made from bushes in a victorian gown, a paper fan in her right
hand. She was lost. It was so dark, and she was scared. The structured walls gloomed over her in a
menacing fashion. She sulked into a corner and cryed, her mascara smearing down her face. Then, he
came and offered a hand. She looked up and saw him. Psymon was clean looking, no tattoos or piercings,
but he was in a suit with his hair slicked back. He helped her up and led her out into the light. They
stood in the center of a field of flowers, where he had a picnic blanket layed out. They sat down.
"What is going..." Kaori began to say, but Psymon hushed her with a finger. He leaned in for a passionate
kiss. As they were kissing, he started to untie her corset.
"Do you think we should?" SHe looked at him sternly. He just smiled and said.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Kaori jolted awake to see Psymon standing over her.
"I can't fucking sleep like this." He mumbled as he walked into the next room. Kaori glared at him as
he walked off. Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.
In the morning, she couldn't wait anymore. She stomped into the foyer of the cabin to see Psymon,
his shirt of and lying atop of his face.
"Okay, I'm tired of this. You've shunned me all night. Ever since..." Kaori yelled, making Psymon jump.
He glared at her.
"Ever since what? Ever since your stupid ass girlish fantasy was fulfilled?" Psymon got up in her face.
"Oh believe me, I have a lot better eople to fantasise about then you, Psymon Stark!" She yelled.
"Look, you can ignore me and deny it all you want, but the truth is, we kissed Psymon... WE KISSED.
And nothing you can do or say can change that. Now what do you say to that?"
"How about this... IT...NEVER...HAPPENED." Psymon turned and sat down on the sofa. "Besides, it's all
your fault that we are here, you little bitch"
"Oh... Its my fault? Thats it?" Kaori put her hands on her hips. "So its my fault that you blew a fuse
and wanted to race down the mountain? Its my fault that You knocked me into that wall and more
than likely caused the whole avalanche? Its my fault Psymon? Is it my fucking fault?"
Kaori picked up a glass mug and threw it at Psymon, breaking it on the wall behind him.
"Oh, so thats how its gonna be?!?!" Psymon yelled, pouncing off of the sofa and pinning a whimpereing
Kaori to a wall. He shook her, crazily. "Is that how its gonna be?"
Kaori started to laugh maniacly. "Go ahead. Hit me. You know you want to, and Im sure as hell not
scared."
Psymon started to roar with tremendous violence, but instead of taking out his anger with violence,
he kissed her, this time with a furious passion, both forced and lovingly. Kaori kissed back, opening her
mouth for Psymons tongue to feel invited. They kissed this way for about five minutes, and then Psymon
started to suck on her neck, Kaori moaning all the while. She pushed him off and on to the sofa, where she
helped him remove his shirt. Psymon was smiling, passionately, not menacing like before. Kaori smiled back
and bent down to kiss him. Before long, all of their clothing was on the floor. The rolled off of the sofa and
on to the bearskin rug.
"Psymon, I..." Kaori almost changed her mind. Psymon hushed her with his finger.
"Ill be gentle, I promise."
They continued to kiss, as Psymon slowly and lovingly, entered Kaori. He kissed at her neck and played
with her hair as he gently made love to her.
After it was over, they lay there, Psymon holding Kaori.
"Kaori..." Psymon whispered to her. "We need to talk."