[Little Giants Microman] drabbly, drabbly, drabbly...
“Purple.”
She stopped in her tracks, the heavy folds of her dress rustling as she turned back to acknowledge him. He was seated on his throne, leaning on the armrest casually, but the way his golden eyes narrowed belied the tension. She smiled winningly and waited for him to continue.
“You have been showing considerable interest in that blonde Micro Warrior, Izamu.”
Her smile widened as she realised what he was saying.
“He’s a very fascinating boy, don’t you think?” she gave a little chuckle. “My tarot cards constantly alert me to his existence and the potential damage he could cause us. Of course, that aside, he is a very interesting character on his own...”
He moved so quickly she could not even react when he stood in front of her, her elbow in his grasp and their bodies pressed together. She gave a little sigh of desire at the lust burning in his golden eyes.
“He is the enemy and we are going to destroy him.”
“You’re jealous,” she breathed, the smirk returning to her lips. He returned it with a smirk of his own, pulling her closer and whispering into her ear so that she shuddered.
“Then you’ll do well not to provoke me.”
It's not much of an ending, but I'm tired and I didn't know how to end it.