Especially if she got sent back again, and in that case, 'crushed' would not come close to the devastation she would feel.
Shaking her head free of the dark thoughts, she felt certain that he would never do that to her. But with these others coming into the picture, it looked like he was losing intrest in her. That was hard to take, but she knew that his attention would be stretched.
However, she had an emotional investment in their relationship, and she desperately wanted to hold onto that at the very least. There might be others, but she wanted to stay close to him. And if she could get what she wanted, she wanted that intimacy that only sharing his bed would give her. Not just the mere pleasure of the flesh, but the sheer joy of being so aware of each other.
Her only problem was that she had to figure out how to signal him that she was ready for that without seeming desperate, conniving, or two foward. Perhaps a bit of a change in outfit was in order, to give him the proper views. Or maybe dropping hints would work. Then again, there were plenty of other possibilities, including simply talking to him.
Whatever she did though, it had to be quick and careful.
Walking to answer the phone was a simple act no matter how things changed. Giant tripods with tentacles might drop from the sky, and moving to pick up the handset would still be simple in and of itself. It was when one picked up the phone that things got tricky, as it could be from a simple conversation to a set of major difficulties.
The latter he didn't need right now. As it stood, he had to deal with the fact that he was in a new life with four girls with him that he basically had contol over. He'd already concluded that Haruka was going to be a problem in one way or another, though he was suprised by how foward she was. Michiru on the other hand seemed to be a bit... wild, and was likely to react in ways he wasn't sure of. As for Setsuna, he couldn't get a bead on her, though her eyes did reflect some intelligence.
All of which meant that he was going to have to concentrate on getting them into some sort of order. He'd already had to deal with girls fighting in one lifetime and didn't want to get stuck with it in another.
Which wasn't fair to Makoto though, he had to admit. He could remember how well Ash and she had been getting along, and he could see some stuff about her that he could appreciate. That was easy when one had a girl who was both a martial artist and a good cook, but wasn't constantly trying to push him around. In fact, she was warm and supportive, if a bit overenthusiastic. Plus, from his memories, she was a known factor, and not one that he cold find easy to dismiss.
On the verge of the phone ringing again, he picked it up and put his considerations aside for the moment.
Michiru snuggled into the warm bed and found a bright smile plastered onto her fact. In fact, she was so happy that she had to repress her giggles of pleasure, which only partially worked. It was hard not to be so giddy after all, considering where she had come from.
For her, there was an immediate need to relish all the pleasures she could as she had known how easily they could be taken away. Going from darling of society to a nothing with no rights was not a fun ride at all, and even the simple enjoyement of a soft bed with more than one stiff blanket was nice. Especially considering the fact that the place that she had been living in until recently had been worse than that for the most part.
But now she was in a home with a Master. That wasn't completely welcome, though she was sure that she could come to accept it completely. Doing so would secure her place in the comfort of this place and keep her from going back to that awful hell. It was made even easier as the young man that they had been given to didn't lord over them like some might have, and definately wasn't all touchy with attractive females that couldn't fight back.
With that being the case, she didn't want to risk anything that would send her away from this place, especially since she knew what happened those who'd gone through it. Her intellect, no longer fettered by an insistant hunger began to run through thoughts that would allow her to make sure that she would have a place with Ash. She knew that she only had a few things to offer, and she wasn't afraid to use them. Her being smart could be useful to him, but she would have to tread with that carefully. On the other hand, she did know that if she was as helpful as she could be, and did everything he told her to, she could show that she would be an asset. And she was well aware of her physical attractiveness, and knew that if she had a chance to be bedded by him, she would grab it immediately.
The only thing she didn't like about the whole situation was that that brutal thug, who if she could she would send to the salt mines or something. She could definately do without that blonde's incessant sneering, and knew that the other girl would be definate trouble. Both of the others were not as big as concerns, though the brown haired one did have a past with him. But she was willing to share, if she had to, and didn't mind such a possibility.
It was better than being sent back after all.
So she continued to work upon her plans while:
(Posted Mon, 03 May 2004 22:24)
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