Kurisutaru
kurisutaru_faithful@lunap.com
Title: Off Again...
Chapter:1/1
summary: Sequel to Slide
disclaimer: Can you say 'ABC' Can you say 'CANDY' Can you say 'Kuris-chan will hunt
you down if you are an author for more fics' Can you say 'Duh Sailor Moon doesn't
belong to Kuris-chan(only in her dreams)' AND can you say 'This is Kuris-chan's insane
story ^_^'
Ano, I thank everyone that have kindly reviewed me at FF.net....I thank my onee and
imouto-chans ^_^and I thank NERDIE-SAMA!!!!!.....^_^
cough cough....so Mamo-chan has gone stalker-like.....that's okay...right?! And this
is another weird chapter...that's okay too right?! ^^;;
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Usagi couldn't sleep well the past few nights, no matter how many times she told
herself, to just let it slide. Soon, to tired to think, she grabbed her pillow and hugged
it to sleep. The next morning, she woke, as was ready to leave, only to find a single
red rose sitting on top of the morning paper...
It was beautiful, Usagi had never seen such a perfect rose. She tried to think,
of who would give that to her, perhaps they gave it to the wrong apartment. She
only smiled, and took it in, only to realize, she was late again!
Dashing from her place, and down to the Crossroads library as fast as she could,
only to collide around the corner, once again, with Mr. Chiba.
A bright childish grin spread across Mr. Chiba's face the moment Usagi hit him.
"Usagi!" He happily greeted while helping her get her things once again, making a
careful note to grab Usagi's cellular phone, and placing it into his pocket. Usagi
mumbled a greeting and thank you and dashed away like the day before.
The goofy smile never left Mr. Chiba as he waltzed in his building. That was until
his secretary greeted him.
"Mr. Chiba, Good Morning" She said with her best attempt at a seductive voice.
Mamoru shuddered at her voice, a shrieking cat could be more soothing. He merely
became serious and demanded the employees around, like the cold ruthless business
tycoon he was known to be.
It was later that day, around lunch, did something surprise him. Ann rung in to
his office, "Mr. Chiba, a Miss Tsukino here to see you."
The transformation reenacted again. He cheerfully invited Usagi in. She nervously
enter his huge office but confidently demanded for her stolen possession to be
returned. But before she could open her pretty little mouth, the tiny maroon phone
rang in Mamoru's pocket.
"Hello?" He had pulled the phone from his jacket pocket and answered confidently,
as Usagi was fuming in the near background.
"Hello? I'm sorry, maybe I dialed the wrong number..."
Mamoru interrupted the lady on the line, "Who are you looking for?"
"Usagi Tsukino."
Mamoru grinned evilly, at the site of Usagi's weakness. She was begging for him
to give her the phone!
But Mamoru was known to be to stubborn to let her get her way...
"She's sleeping at the moment, can I take a message?"
The lady stuttered as she spoke, "She's sleeping? And you were over? eehh?!?"
Usagi looked absolutely mortified, and enraged, the nerve of him!!!
"Yes, a Miss--??" Mamoru fiddled with a pen, as he continued his conversation.
"Minako is fine. You are?"
"Mamoru."
"Mamoru? Hmmm.....Usagi-chan never spoke of a Mamoru."
twirling the pen, Mamoru's smile never left his lips.
"Really? Well we did meet yesterday after all."
"Mamoru...." And the realization hit Minako with a force, "AS IN MAMORU CHIBA?"
"Yup." Where the last words he ever said, as Usagi finally got to the phone and
pressed end, too enraged to deal with Minako's curiosity.
She glared hard at him, as the expression goes, "If looks could kill..." She would
have killed him yesterday.
She uttered words colder than ice itself, "The nerve of you Mr. Chiba. After what
you did to me yesterday. And now, you take my cell phone, then answered my
calls. I don't even know why I haven't reported you yet! But mark my words I will defiantly report you. Mamoru Chiba you're nuts!"
Mamoru smiled lightly, "Sorry dearie, you said that one already."
Usagi, was lost in her rage, and walked up to slug the arrogant bastard in the jaw.
*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAPP*
Went the rolling office chair that belonged to Mamoru. Usagi was now on top of
Mamoru with her lips pressed against his.
It was just too easy to shut a woman up.
(^^;;)
Memories of last night's ordeal swelled in Usagi's head, as she tried to break the
unbelievably incredible spell. Powerless to this, however she wasn't the only one,
for Mamoru was lost again, trying to figure out some reason to his insane behavior,
only to find none. The two strange lovebirds could have stayed in that position forever.
However, Mamoru's partner and longtime friend, decides to walk in and show
Mamoru some incredible plans for the new charity building....
"HOLY PETROLEUM BATMAN! What is that stuck to your face?!" The man laughed
evilly, as Mamoru calmly put a red-faced Usagi down. Usagi went back for another
chance to slug the crazy bastard, Mamoru however anticipated this, he caught
Usagi's wrists and pulled her down on his lap, and calmly addressed Motoki while
Usagi fumed in his lap.
"Motoki! It's good to see you...Now, may I ask as to why you suddenly barged
in here?"
The blond headed man laughed again, "Did I ever knock Mamoru? No matter down
to business." Motoki efficiently laid out the plans to the building, and the decoration
orders for the opening night. "Now," Motoki continued, "We have with the budget
you provided, a large warehouse, in the center of the area where most of the kids
need attention. This building will be renovated, and decorated for the final opening,
all within the budget, in 2 months. Now all that is left, is someone to put the final
plans together." Motoki looked up at Mamoru at this moment, the petite women in
his arms, then back at Mamoru to see a sparkle in his eyes.
Mamoru gave the answer that Motoki wanted to hear, "Well, you've met her, this
lovely lady in my lap is Usagi Tsukino, the new coordinator."
Usagi sat in Mamoru's lap in shock. SHE AGREED TO NOTHING!!!
Usagi finally snapped, few have seen her snap, even as a kid would horribly
misbehave while she did her duties at the public library haven't succumb to seeing
this side of her...
She leaped from Mamoru's lap, and began to yell. "I HAVE AGREED TO NO SUCH
PROPOSAL! I AM MERELY HERE TO GET MY STOLE CELLULAR PHONE! YOU ARE SO
GOING TO HEAR FROM MY LAWYER!"
Motoki smiled.
"Now Tsukino-san, let me do the talking from here. I assure you, that you would
absolutely not be able to refuse my offer. Whatever Mamoru-baka has said,
forget it, I'll be sure to see that you get a better deal."
Mamoru was about to object, but Motoki gave him a look to reconsider his decision.
It worked, and Mamoru leaned back into his chair, to what the talented businessman,
Motoki strut his stuff.
Usagi, was somehow, intrigued, by a better deal? Usagi gloomily remembers, that
she DID need the money. She stands with her arms folded, and impatiently
watched Motoki present this, better deal.
"Mamoru here, I'm certain has explained the proposal to you, would you care
to explain, what prompt you to refuse? Employee feed back, is of utmost importance."
Employee feed back, is of most importance? Usagi has never heard Beryl utter
a sentence so, kind. Speechless for a moment, Usagi decides to really take
this into consideration, and answers.
"I felt that dressing formally and attending social events should not be a
mandatory task. Unfortunately, Chiba-san made it clear that it was."
Motoki eyed Mamoru. Mamoru Chiba, in all the years of knowing him, has never
set out to seek attention for his employees, and most certainly not as a date
to public social events. Motoki knew, that this woman was something special
to be able to draw such a pathetic people-person such as Mamoru out of hiding.
Smiling all over again, Motoki devised a plan, a evil plan.
(MWHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA....^^;;)
"Tsukino-san, I assure you, the social events will not be mandatory." Mamoru
glared at Motoki. He ignored him, and continued, "However, it would be in
your best interest to attend." Usagi raised an eyebrow to this.
"After all, any one would give a chance at being able to hang off the arm
of THE Mamoru Chiba."
Baka Motoki.
Mamoru glared heavily at Motoki as Usagi grabbed the cell phone from
Mamoru's hands and stormed out of the office while happily slamming the door in the process.
Motoki looked at Mamoru nervously, and cluelessly.
"What? What did I do?" he uttered.
Mamoru shock his head...talented....humph
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Usagi left work early and stormed home to take a soak in the tub,
a nap and some aspirins. Her hair was everywhere, a chaotic typhoon,
but she didn't care. The events that had past during these few days have
driven her up the wall, and ready to scream. But she restrained herself.
Sighing, she drained the tub, let down her long blond hair, and headed
towards her stuffed animal infested bed to take a nap.
However, the phone decided to ring. Usagi jumped, and hesitantly
picks up the flower covered phone, weary of anyone that may be on the other line.
"Hello, is Usagi here?"
Usagi sighed, it was only Minako.
"Minako-chan. It's me."
"USAGI! Why didn't you tell me about Mamoru Chiba?!"
"What about that Psycho Minako-chan?" Usagi said sweetly, all too sweetly.
"What--?! Usagi, please, explain from the top! I haven't talk to you in days."
Usagi made herself comfortable on the couch, and began explaining
what had happened...
"EEEEEEEHHHHHHHHH---" Minako squealed knowing all to well, what would come next, Usagi stopped Minako in mid-sentence.
"Don't say it!" Shrieked Usagi, her arms flinging around in emphasis.
"Why?" she pointedly exclaimed.
Silence claimed the phone.
"So...about this, job..." Minako slyly started.
Usagi exclaimed, "Absolutely not Minako-chan!! He's a psycho!! I don't work with psychos!"
"Oh, but working with a b*tch like Beryl is much better... You are just afraid... He's gotten to close already... You're afraid, that he's going to get closer."
Usagi attempted to recover quickly, "Ha! You think that's it, isn't' it? Well it's not!"
"Prove it to me Usagi. I don't believe you." Minako smirked, but of course naive Usagi couldn't' see it.
"FINE! I will! I'll take the job, and prove to you that I'm not afraid of some psychotic guy."
"You won't back down on me now would you?" Minako calmly dared.
"No, I promise." Usagi gullibly said.
"Tell me how it goes. I got to go. Ja ne Usagi!" And Minako abruptly hung up.
"OH NO!" Usagi wailed, as she realized in horror, Minako tricked her, that wrench!
~~Mamoru~~
To say the least, I was very surprised that Usagi Tsukino would have shown up at my office promptly at 8 am. Even my secretary hasn't signed in yet. She wore a simple suit with blends and tints of several shades of brown. But any onlooker would argue, that she was just, plain. She was, astonishing, a radiance flowed from her, to say the least.
She was sitting in the chair next to the elevator, she rose to greet me, I think I was floating riding the sound waves that flowed from her mouth. She did have a pretty mouth... "Hello, Chiba-san. May I have a word with you about your, purposal..."
I floated off again, not really getting the words that sailed out of her glossed lips... "So, I have decided, I will take your offer."
I dropped from the trance, caught in headlights I suppose. I cleared my throat and tried desperately to sease all the swirling thoughts swimming in my head.
"Welcome to Chiba Corp. Usagi-san, please follow me, and we will work out the details."
I should pat myself on the back, no stuttering, drooling, the words flowed out, uninterrupted, my voice was clear, and sound. I was actually feeling quite giddy.
Better get Anne to cancel this morning's coffee.
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It was utterly fustrating, you know the feeling of having the one thing within your grasp, but you can't touch... ABOSOLUTELY aggrevating! Atrotous, utterly atrotous. However, it was better than, per say to stalk her, I do admit.
kurisutaru_faithful@lunap.com
Title: Off Again...
Chapter:1/1
summary: Sequel to Slide
disclaimer: Can you say 'ABC' Can you say 'CANDY' Can you say 'Kuris-chan will hunt
you down if you are an author for more fics' Can you say 'Duh Sailor Moon doesn't
belong to Kuris-chan(only in her dreams)' AND can you say 'This is Kuris-chan's insane
story ^_^'
Ano, I thank everyone that have kindly reviewed me at FF.net....I thank my onee and
imouto-chans ^_^and I thank NERDIE-SAMA!!!!!.....^_^
cough cough....so Mamo-chan has gone stalker-like.....that's okay...right?! And this
is another weird chapter...that's okay too right?! ^^;;
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi couldn't sleep well the past few nights, no matter how many times she told
herself, to just let it slide. Soon, to tired to think, she grabbed her pillow and hugged
it to sleep. The next morning, she woke, as was ready to leave, only to find a single
red rose sitting on top of the morning paper...
It was beautiful, Usagi had never seen such a perfect rose. She tried to think,
of who would give that to her, perhaps they gave it to the wrong apartment. She
only smiled, and took it in, only to realize, she was late again!
Dashing from her place, and down to the Crossroads library as fast as she could,
only to collide around the corner, once again, with Mr. Chiba.
A bright childish grin spread across Mr. Chiba's face the moment Usagi hit him.
"Usagi!" He happily greeted while helping her get her things once again, making a
careful note to grab Usagi's cellular phone, and placing it into his pocket. Usagi
mumbled a greeting and thank you and dashed away like the day before.
The goofy smile never left Mr. Chiba as he waltzed in his building. That was until
his secretary greeted him.
"Mr. Chiba, Good Morning" She said with her best attempt at a seductive voice.
Mamoru shuddered at her voice, a shrieking cat could be more soothing. He merely
became serious and demanded the employees around, like the cold ruthless business
tycoon he was known to be.
It was later that day, around lunch, did something surprise him. Ann rung in to
his office, "Mr. Chiba, a Miss Tsukino here to see you."
The transformation reenacted again. He cheerfully invited Usagi in. She nervously
enter his huge office but confidently demanded for her stolen possession to be
returned. But before she could open her pretty little mouth, the tiny maroon phone
rang in Mamoru's pocket.
"Hello?" He had pulled the phone from his jacket pocket and answered confidently,
as Usagi was fuming in the near background.
"Hello? I'm sorry, maybe I dialed the wrong number..."
Mamoru interrupted the lady on the line, "Who are you looking for?"
"Usagi Tsukino."
Mamoru grinned evilly, at the site of Usagi's weakness. She was begging for him
to give her the phone!
But Mamoru was known to be to stubborn to let her get her way...
"She's sleeping at the moment, can I take a message?"
The lady stuttered as she spoke, "She's sleeping? And you were over? eehh?!?"
Usagi looked absolutely mortified, and enraged, the nerve of him!!!
"Yes, a Miss--??" Mamoru fiddled with a pen, as he continued his conversation.
"Minako is fine. You are?"
"Mamoru."
"Mamoru? Hmmm.....Usagi-chan never spoke of a Mamoru."
twirling the pen, Mamoru's smile never left his lips.
"Really? Well we did meet yesterday after all."
"Mamoru...." And the realization hit Minako with a force, "AS IN MAMORU CHIBA?"
"Yup." Where the last words he ever said, as Usagi finally got to the phone and
pressed end, too enraged to deal with Minako's curiosity.
She glared hard at him, as the expression goes, "If looks could kill..." She would
have killed him yesterday.
She uttered words colder than ice itself, "The nerve of you Mr. Chiba. After what
you did to me yesterday. And now, you take my cell phone, then answered my
calls. I don't even know why I haven't reported you yet! But mark my words I will defiantly report you. Mamoru Chiba you're nuts!"
Mamoru smiled lightly, "Sorry dearie, you said that one already."
Usagi, was lost in her rage, and walked up to slug the arrogant bastard in the jaw.
*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAPP*
Went the rolling office chair that belonged to Mamoru. Usagi was now on top of
Mamoru with her lips pressed against his.
It was just too easy to shut a woman up.
(^^;;)
Memories of last night's ordeal swelled in Usagi's head, as she tried to break the
unbelievably incredible spell. Powerless to this, however she wasn't the only one,
for Mamoru was lost again, trying to figure out some reason to his insane behavior,
only to find none. The two strange lovebirds could have stayed in that position forever.
However, Mamoru's partner and longtime friend, decides to walk in and show
Mamoru some incredible plans for the new charity building....
"HOLY PETROLEUM BATMAN! What is that stuck to your face?!" The man laughed
evilly, as Mamoru calmly put a red-faced Usagi down. Usagi went back for another
chance to slug the crazy bastard, Mamoru however anticipated this, he caught
Usagi's wrists and pulled her down on his lap, and calmly addressed Motoki while
Usagi fumed in his lap.
"Motoki! It's good to see you...Now, may I ask as to why you suddenly barged
in here?"
The blond headed man laughed again, "Did I ever knock Mamoru? No matter down
to business." Motoki efficiently laid out the plans to the building, and the decoration
orders for the opening night. "Now," Motoki continued, "We have with the budget
you provided, a large warehouse, in the center of the area where most of the kids
need attention. This building will be renovated, and decorated for the final opening,
all within the budget, in 2 months. Now all that is left, is someone to put the final
plans together." Motoki looked up at Mamoru at this moment, the petite women in
his arms, then back at Mamoru to see a sparkle in his eyes.
Mamoru gave the answer that Motoki wanted to hear, "Well, you've met her, this
lovely lady in my lap is Usagi Tsukino, the new coordinator."
Usagi sat in Mamoru's lap in shock. SHE AGREED TO NOTHING!!!
Usagi finally snapped, few have seen her snap, even as a kid would horribly
misbehave while she did her duties at the public library haven't succumb to seeing
this side of her...
She leaped from Mamoru's lap, and began to yell. "I HAVE AGREED TO NO SUCH
PROPOSAL! I AM MERELY HERE TO GET MY STOLE CELLULAR PHONE! YOU ARE SO
GOING TO HEAR FROM MY LAWYER!"
Motoki smiled.
"Now Tsukino-san, let me do the talking from here. I assure you, that you would
absolutely not be able to refuse my offer. Whatever Mamoru-baka has said,
forget it, I'll be sure to see that you get a better deal."
Mamoru was about to object, but Motoki gave him a look to reconsider his decision.
It worked, and Mamoru leaned back into his chair, to what the talented businessman,
Motoki strut his stuff.
Usagi, was somehow, intrigued, by a better deal? Usagi gloomily remembers, that
she DID need the money. She stands with her arms folded, and impatiently
watched Motoki present this, better deal.
"Mamoru here, I'm certain has explained the proposal to you, would you care
to explain, what prompt you to refuse? Employee feed back, is of utmost importance."
Employee feed back, is of most importance? Usagi has never heard Beryl utter
a sentence so, kind. Speechless for a moment, Usagi decides to really take
this into consideration, and answers.
"I felt that dressing formally and attending social events should not be a
mandatory task. Unfortunately, Chiba-san made it clear that it was."
Motoki eyed Mamoru. Mamoru Chiba, in all the years of knowing him, has never
set out to seek attention for his employees, and most certainly not as a date
to public social events. Motoki knew, that this woman was something special
to be able to draw such a pathetic people-person such as Mamoru out of hiding.
Smiling all over again, Motoki devised a plan, a evil plan.
(MWHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA....^^;;)
"Tsukino-san, I assure you, the social events will not be mandatory." Mamoru
glared at Motoki. He ignored him, and continued, "However, it would be in
your best interest to attend." Usagi raised an eyebrow to this.
"After all, any one would give a chance at being able to hang off the arm
of THE Mamoru Chiba."
Baka Motoki.
Mamoru glared heavily at Motoki as Usagi grabbed the cell phone from
Mamoru's hands and stormed out of the office while happily slamming the door in the process.
Motoki looked at Mamoru nervously, and cluelessly.
"What? What did I do?" he uttered.
Mamoru shock his head...talented....humph
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Usagi left work early and stormed home to take a soak in the tub,
a nap and some aspirins. Her hair was everywhere, a chaotic typhoon,
but she didn't care. The events that had past during these few days have
driven her up the wall, and ready to scream. But she restrained herself.
Sighing, she drained the tub, let down her long blond hair, and headed
towards her stuffed animal infested bed to take a nap.
However, the phone decided to ring. Usagi jumped, and hesitantly
picks up the flower covered phone, weary of anyone that may be on the other line.
"Hello, is Usagi here?"
Usagi sighed, it was only Minako.
"Minako-chan. It's me."
"USAGI! Why didn't you tell me about Mamoru Chiba?!"
"What about that Psycho Minako-chan?" Usagi said sweetly, all too sweetly.
"What--?! Usagi, please, explain from the top! I haven't talk to you in days."
Usagi made herself comfortable on the couch, and began explaining
what had happened...
"EEEEEEEHHHHHHHHH---" Minako squealed knowing all to well, what would come next, Usagi stopped Minako in mid-sentence.
"Don't say it!" Shrieked Usagi, her arms flinging around in emphasis.
"Why?" she pointedly exclaimed.
Silence claimed the phone.
"So...about this, job..." Minako slyly started.
Usagi exclaimed, "Absolutely not Minako-chan!! He's a psycho!! I don't work with psychos!"
"Oh, but working with a b*tch like Beryl is much better... You are just afraid... He's gotten to close already... You're afraid, that he's going to get closer."
Usagi attempted to recover quickly, "Ha! You think that's it, isn't' it? Well it's not!"
"Prove it to me Usagi. I don't believe you." Minako smirked, but of course naive Usagi couldn't' see it.
"FINE! I will! I'll take the job, and prove to you that I'm not afraid of some psychotic guy."
"You won't back down on me now would you?" Minako calmly dared.
"No, I promise." Usagi gullibly said.
"Tell me how it goes. I got to go. Ja ne Usagi!" And Minako abruptly hung up.
"OH NO!" Usagi wailed, as she realized in horror, Minako tricked her, that wrench!
~~Mamoru~~
To say the least, I was very surprised that Usagi Tsukino would have shown up at my office promptly at 8 am. Even my secretary hasn't signed in yet. She wore a simple suit with blends and tints of several shades of brown. But any onlooker would argue, that she was just, plain. She was, astonishing, a radiance flowed from her, to say the least.
She was sitting in the chair next to the elevator, she rose to greet me, I think I was floating riding the sound waves that flowed from her mouth. She did have a pretty mouth... "Hello, Chiba-san. May I have a word with you about your, purposal..."
I floated off again, not really getting the words that sailed out of her glossed lips... "So, I have decided, I will take your offer."
I dropped from the trance, caught in headlights I suppose. I cleared my throat and tried desperately to sease all the swirling thoughts swimming in my head.
"Welcome to Chiba Corp. Usagi-san, please follow me, and we will work out the details."
I should pat myself on the back, no stuttering, drooling, the words flowed out, uninterrupted, my voice was clear, and sound. I was actually feeling quite giddy.
Better get Anne to cancel this morning's coffee.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was utterly fustrating, you know the feeling of having the one thing within your grasp, but you can't touch... ABOSOLUTELY aggrevating! Atrotous, utterly atrotous. However, it was better than, per say to stalk her, I do admit.