The Opera: Mira P.O.V
"The opera?" I shouted.
"Yeah! I'll even get tickets for Kyo.," Momiji replied.
"I dunno." I said (not about the Kyo part, but about the opera in general. Kyo needs more than one seat to put his ego.)
"Come on! It'll be fun. Let me spoil you for a night. I know Haru is doing the same with Mimi." he pleaded.
"Fine." I said, cracking easily. "Don't spend too much."
He picked me up and spun me around, then gently placed me on the ground. (I am a little clumsy * cough * a lot * cough *). He bent down to whisper in my ear (shut up – I'm short!)
"You won't regret it." He said, and stole a kiss on the cheek on his way back up. "I'll see you at 8. I've got things to coordinate."
He waved goodbye and sprinted off to the main house. I smiled a little bit and watched his retreating figure. I was going to the opera! I thought about that as I walked back to the Sohma house. Slowly the realization hit me. What was I going to wear? An opera was fancy! The closest I had to fancy clothing is my yellow sundress. I was going to need a miracle. I barged in the front door and started to the front staircase when a strange sight in the living room caught my eye. Allu was there, holding a short frilly green dress up to Mimi. Another pink frilly dress sat on the couch beside her.
"It's a spanish opera. Not a cosplay cafe convention!" Mimi yelled, "And no, you can't wear your ears!"
"But Mimi-nee!" she whined.
"Oh, stop it!" she said, taking the green 'dress' and throwing it down on the couch. "You're not that good an actor."
"True. . .true." Allu replied, straightening herself out and picking up the dress.
Mimi was the first to realize that I was back. She came over to me and gave me a big hug. I smiled brightly! Nothing like a Mimi hug to brighten the situation.
"Assuming you already know about the opera deal. What are we gonna do about clothes now?" I said, posing the question.
"If I can't have my cat ears, I'm not going." Allu said defiantly. "I'll just spend a quiet night alone with Kyo."
'Yea right, like that will ever happen.' I thought. 'If I know that look, quiet's the last thing they're gonna be.'
"Don't worry Mira." Mimi said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the stairs. "I've got this one."
I followed Mimi up the stairs and to the bedroom Yuki had set up for her. I sat on her bed while she went to the closet. She returned with two dresses. One dark green strapless dress with a lace up back and intricate vine patterns up one side, and another light blue dress. The light blue dress was plain with ¾ length sleeves and a long length skirt. A slit ran up on the right side to just above the knee. I looked closer and around the slit was a design of swirls that matched the dress completely. I grabbed the blue dress and hugged Mimi. Where she got those dresses, I'll never know 'cause I ran to my room to change. When I slipped on the dress, I found it fit me perfectly. It accented the little bit of curve that I had, and made me look very pretty. Normally, I wouldn't complement myself like this, but I couldn't wait 'till Momiji could see my outfit. I pulled out my dark blue heels and tried them on with the outfit. They didn't seem to match but I liked them, so I had a genius idea. I pulled an old dark blue rope belt out of my dresser and tied it around my waist so it hung comfortably. A big dark blue bow would sit in my hair and my dark blue gloves would go nicely with everything. I took off the dress and laid it and it's accessories on the bed.
I headed over to me and Allu's conjoining bathroom. I took a hot shower at the clock; 7 PM. I still had an hour. I pulled open my drawer and looked for my razor. It wasn't there! I searched frantically, but no luck. Good thing Kyo had left his over here. It was supposed to leave your skin silky smooth and attractive to women. I wanted the silky smooth,, but not the attractive to women. Then again, what sensible lesbian would be knee level with me? So, I took the chance. A couple minutes later, my legs were smoothy smooth. (Nice~ Smoothy smooth legs~)
That turned out well. I put on a little eyeliner and mascara. I didn't need any cover up or concealer because of my weirdly clear skin. A little lippy and make up was done. I slipped on my dress and fastened my earrings. Just as I was tying my bow into place, Kyo burst into my room. I noted the tiny bits of toilet paper attatched to his face. 'Is that a new care-free look or something?' I wondered.
"Mira! Did you use my razor?" He yelled.
"Yes." I said, still staring at his face.
He gave me a huge lecture on why not to touch his razor. Shame 'bout his face but still. . . nice smoothy smooth legs~.
I went downstairs and found Mimi, dazzling as ever, sitting in the living room and getting fussed over by Tohru.
"Tohru," I asked. "Can you fix my bow?"
She smiled when she saw me and the endless complements ensued. I waited until I could sit down to put on my heels. (You know, uncoordinated-ness.)
"You look nice." I said to Mimi, which was really an understatement.
Her hair fell in perfect curls around her face and was pulled up just so they danced on the tips of her shoulders. She had elbow-length matching green gloves and a green hair pin that had two vine-like ribbons hanging from it.
"Not nearly as nice as you though." she said and smiled.
'I wish'. I thought.
I was just about to complement her hair when Shigure yelled to us that the limo was here. We stood.
"Ya know, Usually when guys pick you up in a limo they want to take you to prom or something. Instead our boys are taking us to a private plane that was gonna take us to Spain, to watch an opera."
"A plane?" I whispered.
"Yeah, did you think we were gonna swim?" she replied.
"I never thought. . ." I said, but shut my mouth when we saw the boys.
Momiji and Haru stood at the door waiting for us, dressed in tuxes. I had to say, Haru looked good in a tux – but he was nothing compared to Momiji. I could only smile and blush for a couple of seconds while my brain registered how handsome he looked.
'And he. . .likes. . .me?' I thought.
Haru was the first to see us and he pulled a single red rose out from behind him and gave it to Mimi, along with a kiss that I probably shouldn't have seen. Miji came over and handed me a white rose that was unique and beautiful. He blushed and also handed me a box. Inside was the most expensive looking necklace I had ever seen in my life. Deep blue sapphires covered every inch and a huge diamond sat in the center. It was beautiful.
"Oh my goodness." I said, and almost fainted.
He smiled and took the box from me. Taking out the necklace, he went around behind me and fastened it about my neck.
"Don't freak out, it's only a lend." He said, seeing my incredibly pale face. "The jewelry store knows my dad and let me borrow it for a couple days."
I loosened up and smiled.
'As long as he didn't spend a lot on it.' I told myself.
"And how much would it have cost if you had actually bought it?" I said, turning to face him.
"Quarter of a million, but that's not the point." he said. I laughed and smiled.
"Quarter of a million! Really?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said, blushing.
"Oh my. . ." I said, suddenly breathless; I had thought he was joking.
He brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face and caressed my cheek.
"It's worth taking the risk." He said, and kissed me.
It was a short kiss, but it still made my head spin. I blushed as he took my hand and lead me to the door.
Mimi and Haru were already outside. Haru was convincing Mimi that the car and plane were both buisness and things that they rented cheaply, but she wasn't buying into it. I put a hand on her shoulder and she turned around.
"Just take it easy. Let him spoil you. You deserve it." I told her, and she blushed.
Haru laughed and gently nudged her towards the car. Momiji smiled and in the moonlight, it seemed to make it glow.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" He asked, making me blush.
"Stop. . . I mean. . . no. Uhm. . ." I stammered. (smooth, right?)
"Shh. I mean it. You're the most beautiful thing in the world." he said, putting a finger to my lips.
'Who can argue with that logic.' I thought and got in the car.
This'll be an interesting night. . .