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A/N: The most of the beginning of this story was done by Meggie Grotto(my partner in crime :). So I thank her so much! Oh, and I'm sorry about the Pig Latin in the last chapter. I really suck at writing, saying and understanding Pig Latin.
Chapter is dedicated to SpicerFreak.
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I almost woke up to the sound of the door. I didn't feel Jack next to me. Oh well, I thought. Or I did until I heard something.
I heard footsteps walking in the room, and knew it was Chase. Maybe if I pretend I'm asleep, he'll go away, I thought, and so I did. Then, I felt him sit on the bed. Exactly next to me.
Don't let him touch me, don't let him touch me, I thought, but it wasn't so. After a moment or two, I felt his lips press against mine.
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! I thought, just before revealing to him I was awake(A/N: this is where she stopped).
I snapped my eyes open, and saw him practically on top of me. It was disgusting. I lifted my arms, and pushed him off of me. I wanted to kill him. I so wanted to destroy him. Make him pay.
He stood up, as did I. I put up my fists, and prepared myself for a fight, as I had done the day before.
"Why on earth, were you kissing me? You have no right, you filthy son of a . . ." But Chase interrupted.
"Nu-uh. Don't say something you might regret later on. And as for my passionate kiss with you, I have every right to kiss you. I am your fianceé, in case you forgot. We're getting married in a couple of hours." His smile was creating even more fury then before. "Now," he continued, "Why were you in here? As I remember, I placed you in the cell adjacent to this one. Did Spicer open it for you, or did you open it, so you could morn in your lover's arms?"
"I opened it, and he is not my lover. I don't love him. He is protecting me, that's all," I said. "Now, where is Jack, and why are you here?"
Chase looked at me, feigning shock. "Why Kimiko, darling," I tightened my fist when he said that, "Jack is off talking to the prisoners again. I am here, to deliver your dress for today's beautiful ceremony." He held up a black dress. It is beautiful, I mused. But if it was to be my wedding dress, I wasn't going to like it.
"Isn't the traditional color white? What's with the black?"
"It symbolizes my ruling of the world. Now, do you want to go visit your friends before the ceremony, or do you want to stay here?"
I thought about it. "I want to stay here. Send my apologies to my friends, and send Jack back here pronto." I made sure that he would at least obey what I said.
He nodded. "It's 8:00 am. So, I'll see you at 11:00 am with some makeup for you. Then, it's showtime." He grinned, and walked out, shutting the door behind him.
If the Sphere of Yun plan is gonna work, I'm gonna need to search all the areas I can, I thought, as I put on the dress. I did feel good, to finally be out of the clothes Jack had lent me three days ago. But now that I had the dress on, I was yearning to put back on the skirt and shirt. I felt my hair. It was a mess. Felt greasy too. Not good.
After five minutes of pacing, Jack finally entered the room, staring at me with disbelief.
"What? You like my wedding gown or something?" I snapped. And then, I instantly regretted it. I ran over to him, and hugged him, tears freely flowing.
"Kimiko, what happened?" he whispered into my ear. His voice soothed me.
I got up the strength. I didn't have much left in me. "Chase . . . kissed me. He was all over me! While I was ASLEEP!" More tears came out, no matter how hard I tried to hold any back.
Jack looked angrier than I had seen anyone before, and I had seen Clay angry after his hat was shot by lightning twice in one week.
"That . . . I'll kill him," he said. He looked as if he could.
I shook my head. "You'd die with him. No, we need to look everywhere for the Sphere of Yun. If that plan doesn't work," I grimaced, "then you can kill him. But I'm helping too, if that ends up being the plan." The thought of killing Chase Young seemed like something I wanted to do, but, killing wasn't easy. I knew it wouldn't be. Even if it was Chase.
I sat down on the bed. I was still so tired. Then, I stood up. There was no way I'd ever lay down in that bed. Not in a million years. I could see Chase on top of me again.
I walked over to the couch, and laid down on it. It didn't hold many memories. Just the memory of Chase telling me about his plan. I would rather deal with that memory, than the memory, sight, and touch of Chase Young.
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A/N: Wow, super short chapter. Oh well. This is probably got to be my favorite chapter of them all. It was fun writing it. Oh well, sorry for the shortness. And thankies Meggie Grotto(ya'll, that's my freakin friend right there!) For helping me out when I couldn't think of a way to approach the situation at the beginning. Oh, and have ya'll seen the pic of Hannibal Bean? I will never eat a potato without seeing that face ever again.
Thanks to all my lovely reviewers! StephanieFan, Meggie Grotto, firewu, Joey, Andrew, SpicerFreak, tamerterra, animecrazy1017, master monk, supa-nova-101, Fanficluv7Inu, and killerdoodlebug. Ya'll are so awesome!