Thank everyone who has reviewed. Yeah, I realize that some (nearly all) of you complained to me for making Yamato ugly. But don't worry, soon enough, you will see the reason why he is 'ugly' (uh... maybe in the next chapter?). I think someone else also complained about having Jyoumi in some of the other stories... Well, I quite like that coupling, so tough! *pouts*
Well, I will let you get on with the story, so I can begin the next chapter... Mou...
Yamato waves his plastic swords around: Oh my sweet! I shall save thee from thy cruel fate. I shall fight that drunkard to the bitter end! To prove to thee, my eternal love.
Taichi laughs: Yeah, meanwhile, I will go and ask Shakespeare - sama to write you better verses. You know Mizzie can't write.
Mizuki with the evil glint in her eyes: Yes, I know I can't write, maybe I should just erase you from the story!
Taichi pales and laughs nervously: Okay, okay, I take it all back. You are better than Samuel Taylor Coleridge, you are better than Virginia Woolf. Heck, if it makes you happy, you are even better than Shakespeare - sama! Just don't erase me!
Yamato watches with interest: Muhahaha! Beg Taichi! Beg!
Sora: Stop fooling around and by the way Yama, you are suppose to do the disclaimer this time.
Yamato: I am? I thought I was suppose to be Romeo or Hamlet or Cassio. Anyway, everyone already knows that Mizzie doesn't own Digimons!
Everyone sweat drops manga style. What were they saying about blondes
again? (no offense to any ff. readers who are blonde)
Chapter Two - Fire and Sorrow
He raised his hand for the tenth time that morning. Grasping the trinket
tightly in one hand and trying to gather up enough courage to raise the
other hand and knock on her door. Yet every time, he failed. He pondered
whether he should return this in person, after all, he is ugly and she
will probably faint at the sight of him. Yamato sighed, sometimes, he wish
he had the same annoying persistence like Ares and the pestering abilities
just like Dionysus, that way, he wouldn't had to admire her beauty from
afar, while she, probably never noticed his existence. Scratch that. He's
damn sure that she never noticed him, how can she, when Ares, Dionysus,
and sometimes even Apollo and Hermes constantly flashes their handsome
faces in front of her.
Another sigh escaped him as he realized that he will never gather enough
courage to talk to her face to face, might as well just leave, instead
of pacing back and forth like a fool and waste the entire morning. Quickly,
he scribbled a note, and inserted the bracelet and the note into a envelope
and slipped it under her door.
Orbing himself out of her quarter, he decided that he might spend the
next few days in solitary confinement and pray to every immortal he could
think of and hope that the Goddess of Love would not hate him.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"I hate you!" Sora declared as she stormed out of his room with her
pink buddy hovering not far behind.
"Yeah and I love you too!" The God of all Gods laughed as he watched
his favorite Goddess storm out of his room. He has seen his fair share
of exotic and beautiful women in his life time, but he has to admit, Sora
was exceptionally breath taking. It is unfortunate that they will never
have a relationship other than being allies to fight against his dominating
and conniving wife Hera. Zeus laughed, he could just imagine the amount
of trouble Mount Olympus will be under if his loving wife caught him cheating
with her archenemy. Now why did they became enemy in the first place, he
pondered for a while and decided that it was way out of his league.
What did that wise man say to him again? Oh yes! 'Women, you can't
live with them, you can't live without them'.
He roared with laughter at the mere thought of that line, causing a
few passing immortals to wonder whether the mighty old' Zeus has finally
cracked under his wife's intense pressure.
Sora, being only a few minutes away from the room heard the laughter
and she flushed with anger. She cannot believe that poor excuse of a God
is laughing at her expense! He has just told her that he ACTUALLY support
the marriage! All this time, she thought they were suppose to be on the
same side.
"If he wants entertainment, then I will give him something to be amused
about." The Goddess of Love muttered and rudely brushed past a few immortals
without any apologies. She barged into her quarter and slammed the door
shut. Hell! She is mad, she is furious, she is ready to make Zeus suffer
her wrath. Or more likely, Hera's wrath. Sora nodded to herself, she is
going to make him fall in love with the faithful Queen Leda and she is
also going to make sure that Hera catches them in the act.
She was so engrossed in her evil plot, she failed to notice the envelope
on the floor. That is, until she nearly tripped on the edge of the table
and she fell, flat on her face before realizing that a letter is a few
inches from her nose. Feeling disgusted at her clumsiness, Sora snatched
the envelope and quickly straightened herself, trying to regain the elegance
she usually possessed.
Although intrigued by the content, she tore the envelope delicately,
as if trying to prove to herself that she still graceful. The note was
the first thing that she noticed. Reading through the note carefully, she
blushed as she admired at the person's writing skill.
Admiring you from afar.
The line captured her imagination. It is so poetic, so meaningful and
he is such a gentleman.
Yet, it is the next item inside the envelope that demanded her attention.
It was her damned Integrity Band that she flung out of her window last
night! Sora groaned. All this time, she thought she has got rid of the
dog collar for good! Why is it that her day just seem to deteriorate?
Poof! A pair hands appeared in thin air, and gently massaged
her shoulders.
"Thanks Biyo." The Goddess of Love murmured. Biyo has been such a great
friend, she wondered what has she ever done to deserve the little bird's
unwavering love and devotion. "I never knew you could massage so well.
Where did you learn this?" The Goddess smiled and complemented her friend.
"No problem, my honey bee." A husky voice replied, sending shivers down
her back. Taking a few second for the message to click in her brain, Sora
abruptly jumped and screamed. How can she not notice this before, Biyo
has a pair of wings, not hands! She has been such a fool.
Turning around to face the intruder, she found herself staring at the
grinning faces of Ares, Dionysus, Hermes and Apollo. She whimpered, another
headache is coming up, she knew it. A bunch of flirts have congregated
in her humble domain and it isn't a good sign, even if she is the Goddess
of Love.
She didn't even have to ask, that jerk who has just tried to take advantage
of her was Ares. As he, in his shining armor, flame red hair and murderous
brown eyes, is practically trying to stick himself onto her. She took a
few step back from him and raised her eye brows at the crowd. "What do
you want now?" She demanded forcefully, hoping they would leave her in
peace and quiet soon.
"Nothing." Hermes' brilliant blue eyes shined, he was smart enough catch
her foul mood and did not to spell out their true intentions.
"Nothing will come of nothing." Sora retorted, "tell me what you really
want and get the hell out of here." She has no time for this now! She need
to work out a plan to sabotage her engagement and maybe something else
to give Zeus and Hera a taste of their own medicine.
Her thoughts returned to the bracelet she is still clutching in her
hands. Well, maybe she can get rid of them in a hurry after all! She smiled
evilly and held out her Integrity Band and waved it in front of them. Hermes,
being the one who actually designed the mechanism, paled and disappeared
in an instant.
Not bad at all. One down, three to go.
"Oh Ares! Don't you remember this?" She taunted him, hoping that he
had some brain to catch the hint and she would not have to place the dog
collar on herself.
"Come on babe, you can't be that cruel!" Ares tried to give her his
puppy eyes, to which Sora rolled her eyes. His puppy eyes looked more like
a scowl than a plea. "We are just here for a little relaxation and a good
time."
"A good time," Sora mimicked silently, displeased at his answer. What
do they her quarter is? A brothel? It is time to teach them a lesson.
Quickly sliding the detested bracelet onto her wrist, the familiar light
engulfed the room. Her eyes, much accustomed to the light this time, twinkled
with delight as she saw Ares and Dionysus tormented with pain. She laughed,
as the duo escaped from the room faster than the blink of an eye. The bracelet
is not too shabby after all.
The room dimmed once again and the Goddess of Love stared at the God
of Light quizzically, wondering why was he not afflicted with the same
discomfort.
The God of Light ran his hand through his bushy brown hair and smiled.
"I know all about your little bracelet, but don't worry, I am not interest
in you. I just have a little message from Artemis - Hikari."
"You mean that virgin goody-two-shoes?" The comment slipped out of her
tongue before she could even catch herself.
Apollo frowned upon that comment. "That virgin goody-two-shoes happen
to be my sister." He warned, not wanting to cause trouble yet insulted
by the casual comment.
Sora caught the drift rather quickly and apologized before any further
harm was done. "Sorry, just in a bad mood recently."
Apollo nodded sympathetically, "my sister just wanted to tell you that
she and the others will be going to the Meadow in three days' time and
they extended their cordial welcome."
Sora smiled. The Meadow is the place where only maidens are allowed
to dwell, it is a carefree and soothing place where the sky meets
the earth and flowers blossom every season and where dreams and hopes are
created. The Goddess nodded, she needed some place to get away from it
all and this might just be it.
The God of Light pleased with her answer decided to venture further.
"There is also something that I was wondering if you could do for me."
He began to feel nervous. "I mean, since we are on talking terms, can I
just call you Sora? I mean, you can call me Taichi if you want." He blabbered,
trying to soothe his conscience, he is skating on thin ice and there is
every possibility that he may hurt his precious sister.
"Anyway, you know how recently Hikari found herself attracted to that
hunter Orion? I was kind of hoping that you could make sure that
he does not fall in love with my sister. He was such a nuisance! Match
him up with that slut, Eos, the Goddess of Dawn or something..."
Sora lifted her hand and signaled for him to stop. He is giving her
a migraine! "What's in it for me?" She interrupted him, there is
no way on Mount Olympus that she is going to disrupt someone's love life
because of the jealousy of the older sibling. It is against her moral and
her rules.
"Well, if you are interested, the person who returned the bracelet to
you is in the garden right now. Standing near a sycamore tree, waiting
for something, or should I say, someone." He smirked and winked meaningfully
at the Goddess before him.
Sora raised her eyebrows again and shook her head in disbelief. How
desperate can that guy get? "All right Taichi, you've got yourself a deal."
She agreed to their arrangement before orbing out of her room and into
the garden.
It did not take her long to find the sycamore tree, as that tree is
one of its kind in the garden and unmistakably, an immortal sat under it,
sighing in despair.
As the Goddess of Love approached the immortal, she let out a tiny gasp.
He is one of the most handsome being she has ever laid her eyes upon!
*cough* If you know me, then you could probably guess who was under the sycamore tree. But if you really don't know, never mind, you will just have to wait until next time to find out. Muhahahaha!
Anyway, what story should I tell this time? *ponders* Hmph, I think I will begin with Hestia - the Goddess of Hearth, Zeus' sister. Of all Gods, she was the mildest and kindest and most forgiving and she had the smallest parts in the troubles and glories. She was the first and last born of Kronos and Rhea, simply because as every child is born, Kronos devoured him/her and when Olympians defeated him, he disgorged all his children in the reverse order, making Hestia the eldest and youngest of her siblings.
There was a time when both Apollo and Poseidon seeked her hand in marriage. Now, these two are powerful Gods and their rivalry can turn really ugly. So, instead of marrying either of the two, Hestia decided that she would remain a virgin forever. Zeus, totally grateful for her action, he rewarded her with high honors and she became the chief of the goddesses among mortal men.
All of the Gods honored her decision, except there was one time when Priapus (he had a huge genitalia) was drunk and he decided to make love to Hestia. As he lowered himself onto her, an ass - the symbol of lust, brayed and woke Hestia. She screamed and Priapus got scared and ran away and her virginity was retained.
Phew, I thought it was never going to end! Till next time!
Miz
