Iori called, scared. The Kaizer was after him again so... I rushed over to get him away from there. It was the first time I'd seen him in two weeks, even. I would like to say he was healing, but when I found him in Koushirou-kun's house, he was curled up in a fetal position hiding from a large Digimon that was rapping at the window.
Now that I look back on it... how.. how was the Kaizer able to get such a large Digimon into the Phsyical World? .. and so easily? I'll have to ask Koushirou-kun to look into this for me. .__.
I ended up taking Iori-kun home with me. It just wasn't safe at Koushirou's house with that Digimon there. ... I've also been driving rather recklessly lately. I need to work on that. But when I got home, the reality that Iori was here.. the fact that I hadn't seen him for so long had really taken a toll on me, I think. But... despite everything, he didn't seem to mind at all. I love Iori-kun so much, so the last thing I need is for him to be hurt on my account.
I.. don't really know what came over me.
One minute I was fine and escorting Iori-kun to the door, but the next moment I could hardly contain myself.
Since when has my willpower been so hard to control? The reality of the situation dawned on me when I woke up with Iori curled up in my arms and sleeping peacefully.
This.. this is right.. right? He's so young and is going through so much. I'm afraid I'll keep pushing him to satisfy my own needs. What if I go too far? I surprise myself with my own actions. I act with one thought in my mind: To make Iori-kun happy. Sometimes it feels as if I'm moving subconsciously.
But Iori-kun.. he's so beautiful. All of him. I never want to let go of him.