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A/N: A happy note to some! 1. I won't update Friday. It's been confirmed, that I'm going to KD on Friday. 2. I dunno if I told ya'll, but I write these stories in my head, and write them down almost exactly. Well, I have finished this story in my head. I'm playing around with making a sequel. Oh well. All good things in time. And some bad too.

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Chase jumped up as soon as my shriek reached his ears. He put his hand out and covered my mouth. I bit it, as hard as I possibly can. He jumped back, and I prepared myself for a fight.

"Where's Jack? And what the heck were you doing in my bed?" I spat. The sight of him, and the fact that he was holding me disgusted me completely.

"You fool! He went to go visit your fallen heroes in the dungeons! I was here to wake you up, but fell asleep. You wrapped your arms around me!" he said. His eyes showed that he was lying, but I didn't want to cause much more trouble.

I grumbled, "Whatever," and shoved him out of my way. I remembered the way to the dungeons, and I wasn't going to run off. I saw the jungle cats standing under the arches that decorated the building.

When I got into the dungeons, I saw Jack, talking to Omi. It seemed that Omi was the only one willing to talk to Jack.

Dojo looked up when he heard the door open. "Kimiko! Tell that Chase Young to send us food! I haven't had any since dinner yesterday!"

Everyone looked in my direction. I couldn't tell if this was a good thing, or a bad thing.

Rai was the first to speak. "Kimiko, did you choose?" His face was so pale. It hurt to look at my friend like that.

I nodded, right when a hand crept up on my shoulder. A voice whispered in my ear, "And what is that decision, my dear?" I shuddered. I didn't need to see his face. I would know his voice among thousands.

"What do you think, creep? And don't you call me 'my dear'. Or sweetheart, or darling, or baby, or any other disgusting pet names you can think of. I'm only doing this for Rai and Clay."

Chase took his hand off my shoulder, and walked in front of me. He faced me, and took out something gold. It was the necklace that he used to trick me last night. I thought back to what he had said in fear. Was he going to tell the others? He smiled, a smile saying, 'I'm not telling . . . yet.' Instead, he went behind me, and put the necklace on.

He bent and whispered in my ear, "I will tell the others. But for now, you will be spared."

I replied in the same hush tone as him. "I don't know how to tell someone like you thank you, so I won't say anything."

Chase backed away, and walked over to the others. He pushed Jack out of the way. "Well, why aren't you thanking M-S-. Kimiko for saving you?" Goodness, I wanted to wring his neck.

He walked back towards me, pushing Jack out of the way again. He took out a ring, and tried to take my hand, to slip the ring on, but I snatched the ring, and put it on myself.

"I'm not a little girl, Chase, I can put rings on without your help." I went over to Jack, to help him up.

Either because I had snatched the ring, or because I walked over to help Jack, I wasn't sure, but Chase stuck his leg out, and tripped me. I probably would've broken my jaw, if Chase hadn't decided to catch me.

"You say I'm evil, and yet I save you from falling. You need to be careful. It's easy to trip over your own feet."

For a moment, I was entranced by his voice. I sounded . . . hot. And then, reality hit me. I stood up, and shoved him.

"You jerk! You stuck your foot out!" I shouted. But, for some reason, when I looked at the others who were chained to the wall, they were all shaking their heads.

"No, Kimi. Chase's feet didn't move, unless they can move lightning fast."

"It is true Kimiko. Chase's feet stayed firmly where they are currently."

"Sorry, lil lady. But the bald one here's gotta point."

I couldn't believe it. They actually believed that I had tripped over my own feet? But I saw Chase's foot move in front of me. How could they not have noticed that? I looked at Jack for support. He nodded slightly towards Chase, and then glanced at his feet. So he believed me. At least someone in this place did.

Chase began talking again. "I think you should have your own room. It must be difficult, sharing a bed with Spicer. Your room can be next to his, so you may talk to him as much as you like. But, you will have your own room."

I listened to this closely. I could've sworn that I heard a hint of . . . jealousy? Was Chase jealous of Jack? There's one for the record, I thought.

After a moment, I was walking to my new cell, with Chase. Jack was already in his. Mine was one farther. I watched closely at what brick Chase pushed. It looked like the one in the center. The one in the center row under the window. That information was definitely going to come in handy if I decided to stage a jail break.

The door opened, and Chase pushed me in. Before he closed the door, he said, "The wedding will be tomorrow at noon. Be prepared." Then he closed the door.

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A/N: Wow. This chapter was shorter than expected. And I've kinda noticed something. If anyone watches this show called Passions, there's a really weird story line going on right now. Anyways, if you've seen it, then here's what I think. Chase is like Alistar, Kimiko is like Teresa, and Jack is like Ethan. Yeah.

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