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SUMMARY: Mamoru is being stalked by a super model who had attached herself to him demanding him to take responsibility of the damaged he caused her. What will happen to Usagi now?


3. HAIR

Mamoru felt the hairs at the back of his neck prick. From the corner of his eyes, he could see several shadows following his every move.

What the hell is going on? As if his week hadn't started bad enough...

His odango atama had suddenly gone AWOL after one of the worst bickering they've ever had. It resulted to his lack of usual dose of attention from blond haired babe since Monday. And that was five days ago.

Now that he is getting attention, it is certainly not one he wanted. He cringed as he remembered noticing a couple of teenage boys looking him over and whispering to each other.

F**k! Has the male population suddenly turned gay!

With much indignation, he sharply turned to confront them when he doubled back and fell on his ass as a huge poster was violently shoved in his face.

"Do you know this girl?"one of the youngster demanded all the while pushing the picture right under his nose. "Well, do you? Do you? DO YOU?!!!"

Mamoru pushed the boy's hands away and in that little while took in the angelic face in the picture. The model was shyly looking at the camera with an innocent smile on a face framed with short shiny locks. She was beguiling...

... and Mamoru's heart leap for a second before he focused on his two assailants.

His eyes twitched, and he fell back on his butt when he saw that in that split second, they had multiplied by the dozen and he was suddenly surrounded by blood-thirsty fans.

***

He could never tell how he got away from that mob and ended up face to face with the girl in the picture.

Angelic and innocent indeed!

She was glaring at him and practically pushing him up an alley wall. "Chiba, Mamoru you ruined my life and I demand that you take responsibility of it!" she spat at him, anger emanating from every pore of her body.

What the he –! His eyes travelled the length of the girl's body down to her flat stomach. Did he...? Did they...? When and where in hell did that happened?

But no man in their right mind could forget having spent the night with this kind of girl-woman.

Yes. Her eyes fringed with those long seductive lashes and sexy pouty lips still hold innocence. But she has the body of a supermodel, with curves in the right places and legs that go on forever. Hubba-hubba!

And for the first time in history, he, Mamoru Chiba, the most remote individual in the whole, was starting to nose-bleed.

But before he could even move, before he could even say a word, she was shoving something in his ring finger. And when she was finished, she looked at her work and smiled evilly at him. "There! You have to tell all those weirdoes that you are my fiancé and they have no hope in hell whatsoever."

Mamoru pulled at his collar and tried to clear his throat. "Uh – "

"No, you can't." She cut him off and started to pull him off the wall. "The answer is absolutely no!"

That is how the great Mamoru Chiba became the boyfriend of the most sought-after model in town.


This was supposed to be a one-shot but it went out of hand. So if you guys want a continuation, you know what to do. Review please. I'm open to everything, dare I say... even to flames.

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