Consequences

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"Why do guys have to be such jerks!" Miyako thought. She dug through her purse to see if she had any more money, and of course she didn't. She had spent her money on dinner. The guy she had gone out with had left in the middle of dinner, saying he didn't think it would work out, leaving her with the check. She was in Tamachi and needed to take a bus home to Odaiba. Unfortunately, she didn't have enough for the bus ticket. Luckily, Ken lived close by; maybe she could borrow some money from him for the bus home. She found his building and stormed to his apartment, still mad at men. She knocked at his door, hoping that another guy wouldn't let her down.

Ken opened the door to a very angry Miyako. She was dressed up for a date. She was wearing a short skirt that had a slit on the side, her long, shapely legs shown off for everyone. She had left the first few buttons on her button down shirt undone, revealing the start of the curve of her breasts. But if she was on a date, why was she here? "What's the matter, Miyako?"

"Guys are jerks! That's the matter!"

"If guys are jerks, then why are you here, dressed up like that?" Not that he minded seeing her like that.

"I was on a date and the guy leaves in the middle of dinner, leaving me with the bill. Now, I don't have enough money for the bus home. I was hoping to borrow some so I could get home."

Ken smiled at me, "I'm not sure if I should give you any money, after all, I am just a jerk."

"Ken! Why do you have to be such a jerk!" Miyako yelled. "Well, I can't leave unless you give me some money. So, it's your choice, lend me money, or entertain me!" Miyako slumped into the couch.

Ken moved next to her, "Oh, I can think of lots of ways to entertain you, especially in an outfit like that." He smirked at her.

"You're now just proving my point! That all men are jerks!"

"I can't help it if this is how I react when I'm with a beautiful woman, I'm a teenager! Blame the hormones, not me!" He rested a hand her leg.

The female stood up and walked away, "How can the crest of kindness belong to such a jerk?"

That comment cut home, "Miyako, how do you expect me to react when you storm into my apartment saying men are jerks and demand money from me? All while wearing an outfit I wish you'd wear for me!" The blue haired boy left the room and disappeared down the hall. He soon came back and handed some yen to the purple hair girl, "Take the money and go-" He tried to say, but couldn't finish. He was suddenly being kissed deeply by Miyako. He kissed her back as soon as he realized what was happening. He dropped the money on the floor and picked up Miyako, who wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bedroom and closed the door. He put her down and climbed to the top bunk, inviting her along. She followed him and lay on top of him, just letting the moment take her.


When Ken woke up, Miyako was gone, but that didn't matter to him. Ken smiled to himself, he had his dream girl. He was dating the chocolate eyed girl of his dreams. He looked at the time, it was 10 am and he had slept the entire night through. Why hadn't he felt her move, he wondered? That didn't matter for he was on air at the moment. It was late enough in the morning; he should call Miyako and make a date for later. Ken jumped out of the bed to call Miyako. She should be happy to hear from him. He quickly dialed her number, smiling, waiting to hear her voice.

"Inoue residence, Chizuru speaking."

"This is Ichijouji Kenji, may I please speak to Miyako?"

"Miyako, it's Ken for you!"

"Tell him I'm not here!" Ken heard faintly

"I'm sorry, Miyako can't come to the phone right now, but I'll let her know you called."

Ken paused as he heard the click of phone on the other end hanging up. He heard Miyako's voice on the phone, he knew he did. Why didn't she want to talk to him? He would have to find her and talk to her. Unfortunately, he didn't go to the same high school as Miyako, so that wouldn't work. He would have to keep calling her, but if that didn't work, there would be a Chosen Children meeting next week. He would have to talk to her then.


"Hikari, I think I did something terrible," Miyako told her best friend as they sat in the Yagami living room. Luckily no one was home to hear their conversation.

"What happened, Miyako?" Hikari asked as they sat next to each other on the couch.

"I slept with Ken," she confessed.

"What? Miyako, how could you? You know how Ken feels about you!" Hikari shook her head, disappointed. How could her friend be so stupid?

"I know, I had a bad date and went over to his house to borrow some money for a bus ride home to Odaiba, because I didn't have any. It just kind of happened!"

"Have you talked to him about it yet?"

"No, but he's been calling my house every day since it happened to talk!"

Hikari shook her head again, "You have to talk to him! Do you like him?"

Miyako started to cry, "I don't know! He's my friend, but I'm not sure if I want more from him! I'm afraid to ruin my friendship with him!"

"You've already ruined the friendship. Why not talk to him and try a relationship?"

"I don't know! He's just been such a good friend!"

"Miyako, talk to him. The longer you avoid him the harder it will be."


Over the next week, Ken called Miyako every day, yet he always got one of her siblings, and she was never home. Every time this happened, he felt the stone in the pit of his stomach grow. She didn't want to talk about it. He realized that she didn't feel the same way and cried. How could she use him like that?


A/N: Okay, I don't know if I like the story. This just kind of came out of me. I don't think it's that's good, especially the later chapters. Do you guys want more? You all know I love reviews! Any pointers on how to improve my story?