Summer On Fire

It was a beautiful summer day. The gentle cool breeze was whisping through the fresh scented rose bushes in the courtyard. It was the only place in Myotismon's castle that had actually looked good. Me? Heh, well I was gardening. I was trimming the trees, planting folwers, picking fruit, and making a boquet of flowers for the dining room! The flowers that grew there were mainly lillies, water lillies in the little lake, roses, and daisies . There was a mini waterfall in the far noth end, benches and little paths everywhere, weeping willows for shade, and more rose bushes than you'll ever see in your entire life. I felt a bead of sweat fall from my forehead and onto my skirt. 

" I've gotta stop working so hard!"

I silently thought to myself. Even I thought that it was crazy to be working very hard outside in the mid-noon sun. If only I had some sort of refreshment. 

" Christine!"

A voice boomed from behind me. It was Myotismon. His command had startled me .

" Huh? ( gasp ) "

I got so frightened that I dropped the wicker basket that all of the apples I picked were kept in. All of the fruit fell out and scattered all over the place.

" Oh! Uh. . . sorry sir!"

I apologized to Myotismon as I slowly bent over and started to pick up the apples, one by one, and put them back in the basket. < one , two , three, four > I counted in my head.

" That's alright! And there's no need to call me sir! Myotismon will be just fine!"

I looked up at him . He seemed to be smiling at me. He enjoyed it when I worked hard for him, showing how dedicated I was to pleasing him. 

" You've done enough work for today. I didn't tell you that you had to do this!"

" Well, it's just that I. . . I wanted everything to look nice for you!"

" It doesn't matter. I have other people to do that. Would you stand up for a moment?"

He held out his hand. Hinting for me to rise to him . I held his cold hand as he helped me up.

" Thank you. . . "

Myotismon snapped his fingers. A little bowling ball with wings flew into sight.

" You called Lord Myotismon? " 

It was DemiDevimon. I glanced Myotismon a shocked and disgusted look. Since when was he called by the name " Lord Myotismon " . One thing was for sure! I wasn't going to bow down to him. 

" Yes , I did. See to it that this mess is cleaned up, and that this young lady can have a cold drink!"

" Roger! I'll get to it right away!"

DemiDevimon replied in an exciting tone. He quickly turned around, followed by a smack! He had flew right into Wizardmon. It was halarious to see the two smack into each other. DemiDevimon, flying backwards and hitting Myotismon in the rear, and Wizardmon falling into a rose bush and getting thorns stuck to his costume, while throwing the cold lemonade drinks into the air and spilling them all over himself. It was a priceless moment. 

" * Tee hee* < giggle giggle > "

I laughed, covering my mouth shut with my pointer and middle finger of my right hand. While I was working here, I was rather shy. Although, I had been a favorite to everyone for my acts of kindness. I pulled up my long skirt a little bit, making sure not to trip over it, and ran over to Wizardmon. 

" Oh no! Are you alright?"

I didn't get a relpy . I helped him out of the bush. I layed him down beside me. I kneeled on both of my knees, and started to pull the thorns out of him.

" Unhhh. . . whenever I'm around you, I seem to get hurt!"

" Shhhh! You be quiet now! Just stay still!"

I quietly told him in a motherly voice . I gently pulled the thorns out of his clothes. He made a hissing noise through his clenched teeth as I tugged on the thorns. Myotismon seemed to look at me lovingly. He liked how I was kind to everyone. I unknotted my apron from around my waist and held the material on my hand. I wiped all of the lemonade off of Wizardmon's face. He smiled at me, I wrappped the apron around wizardmon's chest. 

" You should take it easy! Go take a nice, relaxing bath to help you feel better and help heal your wounds."

" I will! Don't worry about me."

I helped him onto his feet and guided him out of the room!

" Well, now that that's taken care of. . . "

I walked over to DemiDevimon. The poor thing had landed on his head.

" Heheheee! Get up silly!"

I picked DemiDevimon up into my arms. I held him away from my body as he flapped his little wings to stay airborne. 

" There you go!"

" Hey! Thanks Christine! Oh, uhh. . . I'll pick up the apples for ya!?"

" That would be nice of you! Please do!"

So, DemiDevimon started picking up the mess and putting it into the basket. I looked into Myotismon's eyes. The beautiful blue eyes that shone with beauty. . . he was so gorgeous. 

" May I pick up the mess?"

" No Myotismon! I'll do it! I've caused you enough trouble."

I went over to where the glassed that had carried lemonade, had now shattered. I carefully picked up each piece and put them onto the tray. I had not seen one sharp shard of glass. It cut the palm of my left hand.

" Keeyaah! < hisss > Ouch! " 

Myotismon came running to my aid!

" What's the matter? " 

He asked with a concerned tone of voice.

" Oh, I just got a little cut that's all!"

I replied, shaking my hand as if it was nothing. My blood splattered all over Myotismon's cape.

" Just a little cut?"

He said in amazement as he looked at the blood splotches on his cape.

" I think not! Here , give me your hand!"

I did not oppose . I reached my hand out to him. The cut had been deep, a lot of blood was flowing out of the wound and onto his hand. He held my hand tightly as he licked the blood off of me. He was such a gentleman. It kind of stang though, his tongue licking the inside of the cut. At least he cleaned me off. After all, he was a vampire . He ripped a shred of the area of the cape that got my blood on it, and neatly tied it around my palm, like a bandage. He tied both ends in a knot!

" Thank you Myotismon!"

" You're. . . you're welcome."

That was the first time I had ever heard him say thank you or a ' your welcome ' to me. Mabey he wasn't so evil after all. I stood up. 

" Myotismon, are you really evil?"

He didn't say a word. But after a while of thinking and gathering his thoughts, he turned his back to me.

" I shall see you at dinner time. Do not be late!"

He told me in an angry and irritated voice. He walked away. . . but he didn't seem to be disturbed by my question. I guess that he was just trying to cover up his reputation. I would see him at dinner, but. . . there was something else I wanted to know. Anyway you looked at it, I had a deep craving for his embrace. Mabey I had something that was called a ' crush ' on him. I sat down on the wodden bench, shaded by a large weeping willow tree. It was nice to be in the shade. Wizardmon re-appeared in the courtyard. He slowly shut the metal door behind him. He came and sat down by me. 

" What is the matter?"

" Nothing at all! it's just that. . . that. . . ."

" That what? " 

" I think I may have a thing for Myotismon!"

Wizardmon looked at me like he understood. Mabey he's gone through the same thing with another Digimon. 

" That's normal. Lots of Digimon fall in love."

" No, it's not that , it's the fact that we're totally different. I'm a homosapian, and he's a Digital Monster!"

" Umm. . . could you say that in english?"

" What I was pointing out was, I'm a human, and he's a Digimon."

" Oh, well. . . I'm not a girl so, why don't you talk to Lady Devimon?"

" I'm not going to go all of the way to spiral mountain to see her, couldn't you give me advice?"

" I'll try, but since I'm a male, I might not be much of a help."

" That's alright, as long as I know more about him!"

" I can tell you anything about him that you want to know!"

" Not now. . . I wish to freshen up before diner tonight. Wizardmon? Meet me in my bedchaber at 5:45 sharp, okay?"

Wizardmon just blushed. Mabey he had something else on his mind other than love talk, but he was just a good friend to me.

" Yes ! I'll meet you in your room at 5:45 . I'll see you then!"

" Thank you! Thank you Wizardmon. "

A tear fell down my cheek. I was so happy to have such a good friend like him. The wind blew the tear off of my cheek. The tear landed on a red rose petal. I hugged Wizardmon's warm body.

" Good bye. I'll see you then. "

I picked up my skirt and gracefully walked out of the courtyard and started to advance down the stone corridors of the castle.

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" Wow! I never knew that she secretly liked Myotismon!"

DemiDevimon thought to himself. He had been hiding behind the willow tree, and listening in on what Wizardmon and I were talking about. He flew right out of his hiding place, past Wizardmon, and straight to Myotismon's room. He was fixing up his hair and primming himself up so that he would look good for tonight. DemiDevimon came flying in , full speed.

" Lord Myotismon Lord Myotismon!!!!"

DemiDevimon squealed with excitement. He flapped over beside Myotismon.

" < sigh > . . . . What is it?"

Myotismon replied with very little enthusiasm what so ever. 

" < huff huff > Christine and Wizardmon were talking in the courtyard and < huff huff > I over heard Christine tell him that she has hidden feelings for you."

" What??"

Myotismon's tone of voice changed. It seemed to be interested in the conversation. 

" She had feeling of love towards you sir! < huff huff > She thinks she may want you as a lifetime companion! " 

Myotismon stopped fooling around with his scarf and hair. He looked away from the antique mirror on the wall and sat down on a chair in the corner, carefully listening to every word DemiDevimon said. He crossed his legs in disappointment.

" Well. . . as you know, I seem to have feelings for the charming young lady as well."

" Yes Lord Myotismon! I know, you've told me a million times."

" SILENCE!"

He yelled back.

" Sire, there is also something I wish to show you!"

" Very well! " 

DemiDevimon was going to show Myotismon the rose that my tear had fallen on. Myotismon followed DemiDevimon down the hall, as I met up with them on the way. Myotismon seemed happy to see me!

" Hello Christine! " 

He said with a friendly smile on his face. I didn't dare act back . I was too confused at the moment. 

" Good evening Myotismon. " 

I said without smiling, with a blank stare, and kept on walking without even looking at him. My shoes made a clicking sound as they hit the cobblestone floors. 

" Gee. . . I wonder what's wrong with her!"

" It's probably nothing DemiD . Now, what were you going to show me?"

They kept on proceeding to the courtyard. The sun was staring to set, but still very high out in the sky. DemiDevimon was very anxious to show him. He flew over to one particular rosebush and pointed to it. 

" There sir! Look at the rose! " 

Myotismon looked at it like nothing.

" Yeah. . . it's a rose. What's so special about it?"

" Look! Can't you see? All of the other roses on this bush are dead. The only one that was brought back to life was the one that her tear fell on! "

" That's . . . that's amazing!"

On the rose, where my teardrop had fallen , had seemed like a young rose still in bloom, while all the others were black and shriveled with age. Myotismon plucked the rose off of the vine and held it up to his nose. 

" < sniff > . . . It smells like her. . . the very clothes she wears and it is as beautiful as her smile!"

" Yes Myotismon. Why don't you give it to her tonight at dinner?"

He lowered the rose away from his face. 

" You know. . . that's a great idea. I think I will! Such a wonderful girl deserves this."

He kept the rose by his side . 

" DemiDevimon. . . prepare a dance. Invite everyone you wish to. Make sure that there will be slow music and dim lights."

" Right away sir! " 

So DemiDevimon flew off to find music that I liked, guests, and the most wonderful decorations he could find. Myotismon sat down on the bench where I was. He flicked off the thorns that were on the rose and looked it over. 

" Hhmmmm. . . mabey she does like me ."

He was still in denial of the fact that I liked him. It was a great suprise to him, as well as me. He tucked the rose away inside his cape.

" If she wants me. . . I'm going to give her the best things I can. " 

He got up and went back down the hall to his room. His thoughts were clear and simple. Meaning, tonight would have to be perfect. . . no matter what! He went back to his bedchamber. He opened a cupboard from the armwoir, and took out eight red candles. He pulled his bed out and into the middle of the room. He placed the four candles on a table on the two parallel sides of the bed. He closed the blinds and pulled over the crimson velvet curtains. Myotismon started to change for dinner.

" < The night. . . .will be ours! >"

He thought to himself with a sly grin on his face. 

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I was in my room. The white cotton curtains were blowing all around from the opened window. I walked in to the bathroom and got out some bath oils and lotions. I dimmed the lights and ran hot water into the porcelain bathtub. I waited until the tub was full. I unlaced the front of my peasent dress. I undid my scarf, as it fell on the ground with a soft ' phifft ' . I fumbled with my buckle, trying to get it off. I threw it to the ground with the other discarded clothes. I unzipped my dress and put all of my clothes into a pile inside the laundry basket. I would wash them later. They had grass stains, had mud on them, blood stains, water, drink spills, you name it! I climbed into the bath and added some oils into the water. I scrubbed my body clean, until it was cleansed throughly. I just soaked there for a while, thinking about what I was going to say tonight, how I was going to go about with my looks, and what I would ask him without making him upset. I closed my eyes and started to fall asleep.

" Christine? I'm here!"

" Dddyaaaahhh!!"

I screamed as I opened my eyes to see Wizardmon in the doorway. I quickly sat up and covered my breasts with my arms. Wizardmon looked at me oddly. I guess he's never seen the drowned-rat version of myself. 

" You're Early!!"

I yelled at him. I was still a little upset and jumpy from him walking in on my bathtime. 

" No I'm not! It's 5:45 sharp! That's what time you told me to come, wasn't it?"

" Yeah! Sorry for spazin' out on you!"

" That's alright! Oh, here!"

Wizardmon held out a towel infront of me. I accepted his offer as I climbed out of the bath. I pulled the plug . Wizardmon had his head turned and his eyes closed, because he knew that if his eyes fixed themselves to my body , it would be me saying " If you keep on starring at me naked, I'll kick your crotch in untill you scream for MERCY!!" . So, he didn't dare go there. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me. I walked into my main room with Wizardmon.

" So, what were we going to talk about?"

" Skip that now! I'm half-naked! Could you help me choose something to wear? " 

" Oookay. . . . "

He looked confsed , but accepted. I opened the drawers of my armwoir . Revealing my vast selection of clothing and accessories. 

" Well. . . what should I put on?"

Wizardmon pointed to an old, skin-tight dress of mine. It was black and the long sleeves were pulled down at my shoulders, showing my neck and a slight bit of my chest. It had a black, double slit skirt.

" Wizardmon!! That's so tight that I won't be able to wear undies with it!"

" * Heeee * . . . "

He just giggled a little bit, and blushed.

< SMACK > 

I slapped the back of his head ! I think that knocked some sense into him. . . . . . literally. I tried the dress on anyway. He turned around as I let my towel fall to the ground. I put both legs into the dress and pulled up! It fit perfectly. I had actually lost weight since the last time I wore this. I zipped up the back.

" You can look now!" 

I said to Wizardmon. He turned around and looked at me. I got a wolf whistle from him.

" Heheh! I look that good, huh??"

" Yeah! Wow! You're a knock-out! " 

I blushed. Since when did he call his best friend a ' knock-out ' ? I slipped on my black flat shoes and combed my hair, trying to get the tangles out . I looked at myself in my antique mirror. By the looks of it, the mirror was about 300 years old. Wow, now that's ancient. I put my bangs into] ÙB

I just stared blankly at my wall.

" What time is it?"

" Umm. . . I think it's 7:00."

" Oh, then I better get to the dining room. Come with me. "

I led Wizardmon out of the room and locked the door behind us. I could tell that I wasn't going to go back to my room for a few nights. I went with wizardmon down the hall, our destination ? . . . The dining room.

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Myotismon had finished getting himself ready. He walked out of the room and into the dining room, waiting for me. Inside there were candles everywhere, giving off a gentle light into the room. On the wable was a boquet of black roses. There was a bottle of champagne and two silver chalices already filled. There was a fine, white table cloth on the mahagony table. The chairs were also made of mahagony wood, but had fine hand-crafted symbols and bats carved on the backs. Perched on one of the chairs was DemiDevimon.

" Is this good enough boss?"

" Is this good enough? Is this good enough?"

Myotismon mimicked DemiDevimon.

" It's PERFECT! You're going to be my special helper from now on. Where did you learn all of this?"

Myotismon seemed amazed at such a wonderful job he had done.

" Thank you Lord Myotismon. I've read books on how to do things like this. "

" This. . . this is amazing! "

Something snapped into Myotismon's head.

" Since when could you read?"

He asked DemiDevimon. DemiD just shrugged his shoulder ( if he had any ) . Myotismon was still in awe as before. He looked all around the room. It almost looked like some kind of dream doll house, it was so well kept and beautiful. Only, the whole castle could use a little color. Besides, the courtyard was the only thing with thousands of differtent vibrant colors in it. The whole damn castle was made out of stone and cobblestone. Myotismon was still unaware of the fact that I was right and the fromt entrance to the dining room. I was going to open it, but I was too nervous. 

" DemiDevimon. . . didn't you invite anyone else?"

" No sire. I thought you wanted this evening to be ' private' !"

He looked somewhat serious. 

" It . . . . it doesn't matter.

Myotismon solemnly said as he proceeded to one of the chairs and sat down.

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The hallways were lit by torches. There was a few Phantomon that lit them every night. It was an eerie castle indeed. Everytime you walked around a corner, some new Digimon popped out of the ground and scares you so bad that he wasted 10 minutes off of your life-span. I was standing outside the door to the dining room with Wizardmon.

" I. . . I.. . I'm ttt, ttooo nn , nnervous! " 

I stuttered. I was too nervous and self-concientious to do anything but shake.

" Sshhh! It's okay. You're not going to mess up!"

He told me in a comforting voice. 

" Thank you Wizardmon. B, bbbut w. . . what a, aaabout mmm. . . mmmy looks?"

I was still stuttering. It felt like there was a huge knot in my throat and a wrenching pain in my stomach ( PMS? I think not ) . 

" You look astounding! Now go on!"

He nudged me closer towards the door. Shadows were creeping all accross the walls and floors. Those damn Bakemon's are trying to make me even more scared that I already was. Suddenly, I saw a white blurr infront of me.

" Yyyyyyyaaaaaahhhhhh!! " 

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Myotismon heard the scream and almost jumpped out of his seat.

" What was that?"

He commanded DemiDevimon to answer.

" It was just . . . ( the wind? ) Yeah! It was just the wind."

Myotismon looked serious and disturbed.

" I'll trust your discretion this time. "

He droned, sitting back in his chair and continued sipping on his chalice of champagne.

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I had screamed at the top of my lungs. A Bakemon had appeared right infront of me. It scared me, not to mention the fact that I was already jumpy in the first place. 

" What in the F#@$ did you do that for?"

I yelled at the Bakemon.

" I just wanted to. . . "

" SHUT THE HELL UP! "

I screamed at him. I had cut off his sentence with my shrill nagging. I was so angry at this point I didn't care wether Myotismon heard or not. I pulled back my arm and swung. I punched Bakemon, sending him flying into the door, making a huge hole in the wood. Thank god it didn't go through. Bakemon was knocked unconsious. I swear that you could see almost a thousand stars dancing around his head.

" Arrghh! Never, EVER do that to me again!"

I yelled at the Bakemon with two tightly clenched fists, ready to beat the living daylights out of anyone else that dared to spook me. Wizardmon looked at me, seeming kind of scared and jumpy.

" Woah. . . what a woman! "

" Wwhhhaaat??"

" Er. . . I mean . . . punch! Yeah, what a punch!"

I shot him the cold shoulder. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart. It was silent, too silent for comfort. It was fear itself that scared me.

" < gasp > Do you think Myotismon heard?"

I asked Wizardmon.

" Probably he did. I mean, that Bakemon made a huge ' BANG ' as his head and body went flying full-speed into the door. And your scream almost popped my ear drums."

" < GULP > Ooops! "

I replied. I suddenly felt guilty.

" Yeah ' oops ' ! If Myotismon finds out that you've been fooling around with his helpers, and giving them a mild concussion, he'll. . . . . "

He said the last words.

" WHAT?!?!"

I yelled again. It echoed through the empty corridors of the East Wing of the castle. Probably everything within a 10 mile radius heard.

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" DemiDevimon! What was that? " 

Myotismon curiously asked.

" Oh! It was just the wind boss! "

Myotismon seemed to be losing his temper. He jumpped out of his seat and shook a fist at DemiDevimon.

" If I find out that you've been hurting Christine I'll. . . "

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" NNnoooooo! Please Lord Myotismon, PLEEEAASSSE! NOT THE TORTURE ROOM AGAIN!!!!"

Wizardmon and I heard DemiDevimon scream through the doors. Our eyes opened wide and we looked at each other. Wizardmon ducked his head further under his cape. All you could see now was his hat. He was scared. He looked like a turtle , tucking his head into his clothes like that. DemiDevimon's cry sent shivers up my spine.

" < very muffled > . . . . Shutting up now!"

Wizardmon squealed from under his cape. 

" Yeah, you better. "

I shot back at him . I knew that I had to go into the room sooner or later.

" You better go in now, before it's too late and you miss the time of your life. " 

A Phantomon told me from behind us. I turned my head and looked at him.

" Yeah buddy. Thanks for the advice! " 

I said sarcastically. I turned back and faced Wizardmon. 

" < very muffled > . . . . I want my DigiMommy! Myotismon scares me!"

Wizardmon told me from under his cape. I hugged him loosely. His whole body was shaking. He was such a wuss. 

" < giggle giggle giggle > Wizardmon , you're such a baby! Why don't you go back to your room! I'll be fine from here on! Go take a rest now, and no more drinking for you. Lay off the wine. "

" < shakily > Okay! < eep >"

Wizardmon straightened his head up , so we could see most of his face again. He bowed to me and ran as fast as he could down the hall. 

" Dwaaah!"

Wizardmon's voice echoed as he smacked into Phantomon.

" Ahhh! I'm going now!"

He stuttered as Phantomon gave him an evil look. Wizardmon kept on running. He was running so fast that he slipped and fell on his butt. He started to skid on his rear-end for about five meters. 

" < quiet, because he's already kind of far away > Oof! "

Wizardmon was really clumsy. He quickly scrambled onto his feet and turned around the corner and smacked his head into his room door. The impact made a loud bang that echoed through the halls.

" Ow! "

Wizardmon quickly added before scrambling into his room from embarassment. He opened the door and walked into his room. Phantomon and I heard the crashing of a table and the breaking of some glass. 

" Ahehehe! < giggle giggle giggle > Wizardmon is such a ditz!"

I told Phantomon. He nodded with agreement. I turned around and touched the door knob. Once I turned it, I would be in the dining room, looking at Myotismon. . . and who knows what'll happen.

" Have a good time. . . and remember. Be yourself! "

Phantomon gave me his last advice before disappearing through the wall and going back to his night guard around the castle. His words of wisdom ran through my mind like a broken record. Being myself might agrivate Myotismon, or even worse. . . set a bad impression. I may be the straight forward type, and not as calm and gentle as he may be. I braced myself, took a deep breath, and turned the knob and opened the door. The dining room was huge. It's probably as big as five parking lots put together. Myotismon was sitting down . He didn't know that I'd be early.

" Oh. . . won't you sit down?"

I walked over to the table , nodded, and sat down. 

" I see you're all dressed up! How come? " 

Myotismon asked.

" I want to look special. That's all !"

I meekly replied. I was too shy to say anything else. He was probably just as scared as I was, that's the reason he's trying to strike up a conversation. I started to sip on my champagne.

" So . . . .ummm. . "

He didn't finish, but I was going to say something. 

" I know I know! There's nothing much to say because you're worried that I may become upset or embarassed, and you're nervous too. . . right?"

He didn't say a word. I didn't want to either. I was just acting naieve , I didn't want it to seem that I was bored or didn't know what to say, so I started to ignore everything else around me. I couldn't take the stress.

" Excuse me. . . "

I quietly pardoned myself as I ran out of the room. Things were getting to frustration and complicated for me to handle. I tend to run away from things that I can't cope with. I burst through the door, almost in anger, and ran down the first hall. My shoes made a loud clicking sound that echoed (along with my panting ) down the hall . I stopped infront of Wizardmon's room. I barged in, without even knocking. I figured that it would be too urgent to knock and let Myotismon see. I slammed the door behind me. Wizardmon was reading a book about magic ( figures ) . His eyes wandered away from the book and looked into mine.

" Well. . . . ?"

He curiously asked.

" < huff huff > Not so good. . . . < huff > I got to tense and nervous I chickened out and ran here. "

Wizardmon looked at me as if he had undertaken the same thing at a time in his life.

" That's alright. I'm sure Myotismon won't mind. He was probably as scared at you were. "

I gave Wizardmon a very angry look that seemed almost evil.

" How could you be so relaxed at a time like this? I don't know what to do next and you're just saying ' that's alright ' ? "

He looked guilty. He turned his head away from me. 

" I'm sorry. . . I can't help you now! I don't know anything about love, except the kind I feel for you. "

" Wha??"

I didn't understand him. I sat down on the bed beside him.

" What do you mean?"

" < sigh > What I'm trying to tell you is, I don't know what love is except the kind you share with a friend, not a lover. That's why I'm not being too much of a help! What I figure is, the best thing for you to do now is do it on your own. Make your own decisions instead of asking me. " 

I looked into Wizardmon's eyes. I put my hand on his cheek.

" I'm sorry if I've been such a bother to you. Sorry to waste your time, but I would like to greatly thank you for helping me get this far. I could have never found a friend as good as you. Thank you. "

I said in a soft voice. I pulled down Wizardmon's cover a bit, so his cheek would show. I gently kissed his cheek. I leaned closer and whispered into his ear.

" Thank you so much! "

Wizardmon just blushed, and still seemed dazed. He blankly stared at the door.

" Wow. . . "

Wizardmon whispered in amazement. I got off of the bed and headed towards the door. I faced Wizardmon . 

" Thank you so much! I'll never forget what you have done for me. I'll see you in the morning."

I said to him as I turned the brass doorknob. 

" Yes. . . goodnight . I'll see you tomorrow. "

He replied to me. I walked out the door, closing it behind me. I had left the room with new thoughts, and a new hope. Now I was going back to the dining room to see Myotismon. . . . . 

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Myotismon was still sitting in his chair in the dining room.

" < What did I do wrong? >"

Myotismon asked himself. He seemed sad that I had ran away from him, making things seem to be all his fault. Myotismon thought back to the rose. He pulled it out of his cape.

" < I should have given this to her while I had the chance. . . if she's in her bed chamber now, I could give it to her> "

He looked the rose over. He stood up and walked to the door, sniffing the rose. 

" I'll give this to her, no matter what it takes. I still love her."

He silently strided over to my bedchamber. I wan't there, because I was on my way back to the dining room to see Myotismon. He knocked on my door. . . . no answer. He opened my door, it made a squeaking sound the further he opened it. He saw that I wasn't there. He gently put the rose down on my bed, on my pillow, so that I would find it when I came back.

" < She'll find it here. She has to come back sooner or later! >"

He thought to himself. 

" I'll go back to my bedchamber and wait. She'll be back, I know she will."

He turned around and shut the door. He walked down the first hall to the right, and went into the first room on the left. . . his room. He left the door open a little bit . He went inside and went over to his dresser. The top was covered in dust, from not using the shelf in a long time. He opened the drawer and searched for a lighter. Myotismon pulled out a black colored lighter and lit the candles around the bed. He was still planning on tonight to be a special event. A rose scent filled the room ( scented candles! ). He sat down on his bed and waited quietly. . . waiting for me to come to him. DemiDevimon slowly flew in.

" What's the matter Lord Myotismon?"

DemiDevimon asked. 

" It's nothing. . . I just want to be left alone right now. Leave. . . "

Myotismon replied in such a solemn and serious voice, you could have sworn that he belonged to the army or something.

" Yes boss."

DemiDevimon obeyed Myotismon and left the room with a disapointed look on his face.

" < If only she knew how much she meant to me > "

Myotismon ran the thought of me in his arms again and again through his mind.

" < Even if I have to wait here forever. I'll stay here untill she's with me. >"

Myotismon closed his eyes, thinking the night over, like what he would say and do to me. Everything was being carefully planned out. 

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I headed to the dining room once again. I wanted to apologize to Myotismon for my foolish actions. I still couldn't figure out why I had run away. I know that I was embarassed and scared. . . but there had to be something else. I had reached the dining room door. I slowly opened it. The wooden door made a loud creaking sound as it opened. There was nobody there. It reminded me of a ghost town, or something totally untouched and abandoned. 

" < hmmm. . looks like nobody's home! >"

I thought to myself. If tonight wasn't going to be the night that I'd comfess my feelings for Myotismon, then I'd better get back into my room and think things out. I needed a break anyway. I walked towards my room. My face was a blank stare, as if all of my life had been drained. I looked around me. Everything was quiet, but. . . something felt wrong. There was something missing. . . it was Myotismon's presence. I was missing him badly, even though he was in the same building as I was. I felt a pain in my head, and a throbbing in my temples. A tear flew down my cheek. I couldn't take it anymore.

" < sniff > Myotismon. . . . "

I whimpered. I loved him so much, yet it felt as if I had lost him for all eternity. I ran down the cobblestone corridor to my room. Tears were falling from my face and splashing onto the cold stone. I opened my room and slammed the door shut behind me. I layed down on my bed and cried.

" Why. . . < sniff > . Why did it have to happen to me! "

I continued to cry. My bed-spread beginning to get wet from my tears. I looked up to see only one single rose on my pillow. The rose itself was as beautiful as his smile, in which he seldomly did. I felt his presence, just the thought of him told me ' do not cry, for I will always be with you ' . My tears stopped flowing. I was feeling better. I picked up the rose and lightly touched the petals. They were as soft as silk, if not softer. I put the rose behind my ear. No thorns, no nothing. The rose was that of the most beautiful I have ever seen. I guess the saying is right, ' the blossom that blooms last, will grow to be the most beautiful of all ' . Like our love, it will take a while to grow, but once it does. . . we'll never let go. I went out of my room and headed towards Myotismon's . I owed him an apology, and my love. I gently knocked on his door, even though it was open a bit. I didn't want to seem too rude.

" Hello? "

I shyly asked.

" What?!"

The voice seemed somewhat annoyed and rude. I went inside anyway. The room was illuminated with beautiful, crimson-red candles that let off a romantic mood. Myotismon was sitting on the edge of his bed, seeming lonely and heart-broken. I sat down on the soft bed, next to his side.

" Are you alright? "

I asked him.

" < sigh > It's just that. . . I'm. . . I'm . . . nevermind! "

He seemed to be confused about some matter of problems. I had to confess what secret I held inside. I couldn't keep it in any longer.

" Is it because. . . you're in love?"

I added. My voice was gentle and comforting towards him. My words were sincere. . . and I meant everything from my heart. He lifted his gaze from the ground and towards mine.There was a sparkle in his eyes. . . that seemed to tell me everything. . . about the pain he was feeling and the frustration on what to do. I lightly smiled at him. The soft glow from the candles set a mood. . . a mood that I was in. I had wanted this moment for so long. . . and I wasn't going to give it up. I closed my eyes for a moment. I felt warm, strong arms around me. . . lightly caressing my body. I felt a warmth, that I had never felt before. It was his love for me shining through his touch. I wrapped my arms around him, making it an official embrace of passion. Myotismon held me close to him, never wanting to give this magical moment up for anything. I stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

" Christine I. . . . I. . . "

He could barely get the words out. His voice seemed caring and gentle.

" y. . . yes ?"

I softly asked, almost begging him to finish his sentence. He leaned closer to me, I could feel him breathing on my neck. He was heavily breathing, just like I was. I could feel a spark, that had been fueling our bodies from the very moment we had seen each other, turning into a raging blaze by the second. 

" I love you. . . !"

Myotismon softly and lovingly whispered into my ear. His voice seemed to flow like the wind into my heart. I looked into those blue eyes again. He was so gorgeous in candle light. I felt his grip on me tighten as our lips fiercely met. His lips were smooth and soft, just like the petals on the rose. His tongue lightly brushed against mine. I held him tighter. The kiss continued. It felt as if the whole world's time had frozen. . . like the world just revolved around us. I felt loved and needed for the first time in my life. The kiss ended after a long time. If we had continued, we might have lost our breath and gotten dizzy.

" Myotismon . . . I never thought that we would fall in love."

" Neither did I. But miracles do happen. . . "

I knew that our time was drawing near. We were going to undertake love in it's most wonderful forms. I didn't know if I wanted to, but I would go to any length for him. He let go of me and kneeled down on the ground. He was searching in one of his pockets for something. Then, he pulled ou t a small, dark green box and handed it to me. I slowly opened it.

" < GASP > OH MY GOD!!!!! "

Myotismon just laughed at my reaction. He was very happy that I liked it . It was a beautiful golden ring , studded in small diamonds, with a medium sized heart-shaped ruby in the middle. I slid it onto my ring-finger on my left hand.

" So, will you marry me? "

He anxiously asked. Thousands of tears ran down my cheeks. I smiled at him, trying to tell him the answer.

" < sniff > Yes. . . yes I will!"

I lunged from the bed and into his loving caress. He rubbed my back, as if to re-assure me that he was going to be the most loving man to me that I could ever have. I held him close to me. 

" I want to marry you because I love you deeply, and I never want to loose you!"

Myotismon whispered in my ear.

" You won't . I"ll be by your side forever. I promise! "

I replied. I squirmed out of his grasp and stood up. I pulled off my violet slip and let it fall to the floor. I kicked off my shoes and pushed them under the bed, then I lied down on the bed and gave Myotismon a naughty smile.

" Come here. . . .hehehe!"

Myotismon exchanged the same dirty smile and climed onto the bed and sat down beside me.

" Now what should I do?"

I pulled him ontop of me and passionately kissed him.

" Now all we need to get done , is to make our wildest fantasies about each other some true. "

Myotismon blushed. You could see it right through his mask. 

" Alright then. . . close your eyes."

I listened to him obediently. I closed my eyes. Myotismon crawled further ontop of me. He gently made me face the wall to the right, exposing one whole side of my neck. I knew what was next.

" You wouldn't!?"

I asked him, feeling a little frightened . 

" What exactly are you going to do? "

I asked him again. He just smirked and moved his lips closer to mine. He tenderly kissed me. I was in a deep trance. . . .for I had falled in love, and I was never going to get out of it. Just his kiss was enough to keep me satisfied my whole life. But tonight, I knew he was going to give me more than a kiss and a hug. I blushed and moaned as he kissed the nape of my neck. He was getting me in the mood for the next couple of follow-ups. I opened my eyes, only to find my gaze starring into his.

" Do I please you?"

He wondered as he asked me, awaiting my answer.

" Unnhh, you do. Trust me, you do!"

He put his hand behind my head and elevated it. I took a quick glance at him before closing my eyes again . His sharp fangs were out and ready to bite. They looked very sharp. I knew that this was going to hurt. I shut my eyes tightly, ready to undertake the pain. I felt a sharp pain in my neck that made me scream.

" Keyaaaaaaaaah!"

Myotismon sensed that I felt it. He held me tighter, so that I would feel his body, and not his bite so much. His fangs closed on me tighter. It felt like two knives being pushed into your neck. It really hurt. I let a few tears roll down my cheek, but Myotismon didn't stop. I felt a fair amount of my blood being sucked out of my body. I only thought that Myotismon was going to bite me, not drink my blood. A few minutes passed and my body was going numb. I felt cold and helpless. Finally , his bite loosened and he pulled his fangs out of my neck. A stream of blood was trickeling down . He gently licked it off. I opened my eyes. My face looked pale, but not too bad. He smiled at me.

" Why did you do that?"

I asked in a groggy voice.

" Hhmm, it gives me energy. I'll need lots for tonight. . . if you know what I mean."

He answered. I just blushed again.

" So? Is my blood sweet?"

I meekly questioned him again.

" Yes, it is. Almost a little too much."

He replied as he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand . I closed my eyes again . I felt his lips brush against mine. He unhooked his cape and put it on the floor. He was almost ready. I helped him get undressed. I untied his scarf and threw it into the pile of discarded clothes of ours. He unbuttoned his top , took off his buckles, and let it slide off his body. He wasn't too skinny, but he was thin. He lightly bit the tip of his gloves and threw them near the pile. I was desperate to get down and dirty with him. I stroked his chest with a feathery touch. His skin was smooth , and his body was very warm. I was in paradise. I have never loved someone as much as I loved Myotismon. There I was, standing infront of Myotismon, in a skin-tight black dress, and him in only his trousers and boots. I held him tightly, I could feel him breathing against me. I loved the feeling of his chest agains mine.

" Oh Myotismon. . . .you'll never know how much you mean to me!!"

I softly mewed near his ear. It felt so good to finally be there. To be in his arms, to be kissed, touched, and held by him. Myotismon pulled me closer to him with full force, then he pulled my dress off of me. ( * hehehee! I am wearing underwear! @_@ ) . My dress fell onto the floor with a light ' phiff ' . I blushed as I saw him looking my body over. 

" You are so beautiful. I never thought that you were perfect on the inside, and the outside!!"

I smiled at him and unclasped my bra. I saw something in-between his legs enlarge, making him vulnerable. I caressed him, slipping my hands down his trousers. I rubbed the hardening swell, feeling his warm self against my hands. He softly moaned. It was such a beautiful sound, a sound that I may never hear again for that matter. When a few minutes passed, I took my hands out of his trousers. His beautiful blue eyes looked endlessly into mine. He was heavily blushing. He let out a sigh of releif, like he had just lifted a heavy burden from his mind. 

" < sigh > You're, you're wonderful! "

He added. Myotismon pulled off his boots and placed them beside mine, and took off his pants and let them lie on the floor where they were. We were both naked, except for the fact that only I had panties on, and Myotismon was. . . well. . . not wearing anything ( * I wonder why? * tee*hee* ^^;; ) . I pulled down the covers on the bed and took off my panties. I layed down on the bed, trying to become as comfortable and relaxed as possible. I spread open my legs, ready for him to enter me. We knew that we were about to undertake the most exotic intercourse of all. Myotismon crawled ontop of me, but not all the way. He looked into my eyes.

" There's no turning back after this point you know?"

He warned me. I figure that he didn't want to force me into something that I didn't want to do. 

" No! I'm not giving this moment up for anything. I've waited too long to have this moment ruined. It feels so good to finally be in your arms, instead of living my life astray. . . I'll be with you. I'm ready for you . "

I told him. We were both starting to become hot. A sweat droplet fell from Myotismon's forehead and hit my chest. His teeth were clenched shut and his eyes were closed.

" Damn it's getting hot in here!"

He said under his breath.

" I would imagine. . . "

I said, my mind wandering off in thought. I felt Myotismon trying to find his was inside of me. I screamed. He was pleasuring me ruthlessly. I was enjoying every second of this, as for the moments that were about to happen. Finally, I felt him push it inside of me. My muscles tightened with every inch he took inside of me. Streams of tears were flowing down my cheeks. It didn't hurt that much, but oh the pleasure was so intense. I softly moaned , as so did Myotismon. It was great to know that the both of us were enjoying it . Then I felt a sharp pain inside of me. My eyes opened wide, only to be looking at Myotismon, my lover. Tears started to flow from my eyes again.

" What just happened?"

I asked him, with a shaky voice.

" You just lost your virginity."

He quietly said to me, trying not to make me panic. He stroked my forehead with his hand, running his fingers through my hair. I cried now because of the pain. I held him close, crying on his shoulder, but he seemed to comfort me, and I stoped crying. Myotismon kept on pushing it in untill he was inside of me all of the way. He held me tighter, as he started to thrust himself in and out of me, in a rythm that made me squeal. The feel of him pumping inside me, gave me an intense pleasure, one that I have never felt before. I put my lips on his ear and started to softly mew ' harder Myotismon, please ' . It almost seemed as if I was begging. He started to make noises, loud moans , just like I was. 

" Aaaaahhh! Myotismon! . . . . "

He suddenly stopped pumping and pushed himself in once again, but this time, it was really hard. I could feel it moving up and down inside of me. My moans got even louder. I decided to tell him one thing before we went out of our minds from the great feeling.

" Uuunnhhh. . . . I love you . . . . Myo. . . tis . . . mon!!!"

The movements slowed down, as the both of us could tell our climaxes were near. He totally stopped thrusting. It layed idle inside of me.

" Uuhh!"

I softly squealed. Myotismon tightly closed his eyes, then arced his back as I felt a throbbing sensation inside of me. My whole lower half was going numb. I felt hot liquid shooting into my system, his very essence was being pumped into me. Then. . . I felt ' it ' . My climax. I was feeling the burning throb building up inside of me and spreading through out my whole body. There was a warm jolting sensation. . . followed by the loss of control for my body. I held Myotismon tighter, wanting the both of us to share this wonderful experience together. Myotismon made a soft moan in my ear, totally setting me off. . . . 

" Keeeyyaaaahhhhhhh!"