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When Reality Isn't Destiny
Chapter 2

Mamoru stood outside of his apartment door. Today was a lot more complicated than he intended. He also imagined Rei giving him a wonderful lecture before dinner. He inhaled and exhaled before opening the door. Rei was nowhere to be found. Lately she was always working late, sometimes coming home at 3 and 4 in the morning. He thought it was argumentative, since Rei was only an assistant at one of Tokyo's biggest law firms. However, he didn't doubt. She always said she was busy filing or entering client information into the system. Mamoru dragged himself into the kitchen towards the telephone. There was one new message, hopefully from Rei. Something to keep his mind off of that awful girl at the arcade. "Stupid kid." Mamoru muttered as he pressed the play button.

Hey I know you're probably wondering where I am. Well we just had a rush Ahn's case, which means he just sent a nice check to the firm. Rich people, always getting away with anything. Anyways, I'll be home late, I don't know when yet but order some take-out, k? Love ya hun.

Mamoru frowned at the machine. That didn't make him feel any better. In fact, it made him worse. He would be spending another night alone, looking at some weird American reality show. He never understood why people fond them entertaining. It was all fake, nothing real about it. He threw his bag on the couch and made his way to the bedroom. Was there ever a point of doing anything anymore?

A ballroom? He stood in an elegant ballroom of people dressed in black and white attire. It could have easily passed for a Cinderella storybook. The music was light and airy while the conversations didn't reach above a whisper. How did he end up there? Mamoru looked down at himself. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a white mask to cover his eyes. A single red rose was in his hand. Mamoru scanned the room, wondering if she was there. The girl who had met him in his dreams every night. She had to be there, this was just another part of the dream. Suddenly, a girl walked down the staircase. It was her. She outshone every woman in the room, wearing a white gown that appeared to make her glow. Her blonde locks were pulled up into an array of curls as she held a white fan in her gloved hands. She seemed shy, not saying anything to anyone as she made her way down the stairs. Her crystal blue eyes searched the room, as if she were looking for someone. Mamoru couldn't help to notice how beautiful the girl was and it was no surprise that his heart was already fluttering a bit. Why did he feel so strongly about this dream girl? This girl, who he would never meet. Who was she?

Before Mamoru could breathe another thought, she made her way towards him. Mamoru smirked. She was there to see him. But how did they end up on the balcony? He took the red rose and handed it to her and she smiled. "How did you know I would be here?" Mamoru asked, being curious of why this girl smelled so familiar. She smelled of red roses and vanilla. Something too familiar to Mamoru, but where did he know this from?

"I know everything. It's destiny." She said, her voice light and too familiar. This couldn't be who he thought it was. There was no way it could be...

Usagi rolled over and hit her alarm clock. She cursed it for waking her up in the middle of that dream. It was the dream that she had been having every night for a while. She was always wearing that dress, but she could never see his face. That mask, for once she just wanted to rip it off and know who he was. Why he invaded her mind every night. Why this dream meant so much. Why did she tell him it was destiny. Destiny had nothing to do with reality. In reality, she was going to be late for school if she didn't stop daydreaming about some midnight fantasy guy who was just as he appeared, a fantasy. Real guys were never that sweet, and they always ended up like that stupid guy she met at the arcade yesterday. She rolled her eyes at the thought of ever having to see him again. As long as she steered clear of Juuban University, she would never have to see the class-A jerk again. Why was she even thinking about him? She had school to attend.

Mamoru rolled out of bed and looked out the window. His apartment suspended above the city. Rei hadn't come home last night. He was worried. Rei always came home before morning. Mamoru paced his bedroom before walking into the kitchen and grabbing the cordless phone. He dialed Rei's cell phone number, still pacing the room.

"Hello?" Mamoru heard the voice on the other line, one that definitely did not belong to Rei. It was some guy. What guy? Who was that?

"Who is this?" Mamoru asked, his mind thinking too many things. He heard Rei in the background asking who it was. When she got no answer, she grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Rei? What's going on?" Mamoru asked, the worry showing in his voice. Rei didn't say anything, just held the phone. "Rei? Rei? Where are you? Who is that?"

"Look, Mamoru, I have to go. Bye." Rei said hanging up the phone. Mamoru looked down at the phone as he heard the dial tone. This wasn't happening to him. Not Rei. He wasn't losing Rei, not to some other guy. What did he do wrong? Thoughts swarmed Mamoru's mind as he sat down. He had to get to class. Get his mind off of everything, the dreams, Usagi, Rei. Usagi? Why was she part of that list? Mamoru shook off his thoughts and he walked back into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

Usagi and Makoto sat in the Crown Arcade, talking to Motoki. According to Motoki, Mamoru didn't stop by often so Usagi found it safe to be there. "So Usagi, why did you decide to move here?" Motoki asked. Usagi looked up from her chocolate milkshake.

"Because your milkshakes told me to come here." Usagi smiled. Motoki laughed.

"Seriously, girl, why did you come here? I mean there has to be a reason why you left the place you lived all of your life, to come here." Makoto joked.

"I just wanted to try something new. I moved here by myself, just to get away. Start over." Usagi stated. Makoto sensed sadness in her friend's eyes and decided to drop the subject. Whatever kept Usagi from her home was something that wasn't a pleasant experience for her. The best thing to do would be to make her feel right at home here and be the best friend for her you could be.

"Well, I'm glad you did. You're my favorite customer." Motoki smiled.

"Hey! What about me!" Makoto protested. Usagi giggled.

"Yeah, sorry Makoto, you're like my relative now. I can't have you as my favorite customer anymore." Motoki said, holding Makoto's hand as if he had told her the worst news. Makoto pretended, in her natural over-dramatic style, to break out into tears. Usagi couldn't help but to laugh at the pair. They were meant to be friends, it had to be destiny. Usagi stop laughing when she thought. That word, destiny. It was becoming more and more prevalent in her vocabulary these days. As if it were some kind of cue, Mamoru made his way into the arcade, sporting a black hoodie and a pair of jeans. He had a look on his face like he was having the worst day in his life. It had to be if Mamoru Chiba was wearing a hoodie instead of his favorite green sports jacket. Motoki walked over to his friends, excusing himself from the girls. One thing he didn't need was another explosion between Usagi and Mamoru like the one they had yesterday. "Hey Mamoru, what's going on? We don't usually get you here two days in a row. What, Rei decided that you could hang around your friends?" Mamoru winced at the word Rei. That was one name he didn't want to hear. "Ouch, something bad happen between the two of you?"

"Nothing, Toki. Just mind your own business." Mamoru snapped. Motoki rubbed his blonde hair. This was something serious. Motoki hadn't seen Mamoru this upset for years now. Rei had to do something very stupid to piss him off that bad.

"Look, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I just want you to know that whatever it is, you didn't deserve it." Motoki said quietly, not for the whole arcade to know Mamoru's business.

"Motoki, Rei's been cheating on me." Mamoru told his friend.

Usagi and Makoto found themselves engulfed in a driving game. They had been at the arcade for two hours taking over different little games. Usagi found herself more worried about the deep conversation Mamoru and Motoki had been having. They were in that same spot, talking lowly about something serious. When she realized that she was actually caring, she wondered why. She didn't even know him, let alone care about some of his petty little problems. She focused back on the game, not realizing she had dropped down to the 3rd place.

"Well, I mean, if you need to stay at my place, you know you can." Motoki told his friend.

"Eh, it's okay. It's my apartment. If anybody's moving out, it'll be her." Mamoru said. Motoki nodded in agreement.

"Yanno, I might be going crazy, but it seems like every five seconds, Usagi's looking over here." Motoki told his friend. Mamoru rolled his eyes at that thought. Why was that little kid being in his business? Like he needed any of her under-aged input on his personal life. She probably had the perfect little life where nothing goes wrong, except occasionally being late to school.

"Oh please, you're going insane. Besides, even if she was, I wouldn't care. She's just being nosey." Mamoru said playing with the spoon in his melted ice cream. Motoki smiled.

"You really are in a feud with a sixteen year old." Motoki said. "Okay, look now." Mamoru turned around to see Usagi watching him and then acting as if she was paying attention to her video game.

"I have nothing to say to you, Motoki. I'd better be heading home. It's late and I shouldn't be hanging around a place with guys who like to have little girls around." Mamoru joked. Motoki hit his friend.

"Yeah you, get out of here and don't come back." Motoki said as Mamoru headed towards the door.

"I'll be making my acquaintance here tomorrow, just for that. Who knows, maybe I'll work here." Mamoru smiled as he walked out.

Usagi walked to her apartment building alone. It was a little after nine, thanks to Makoto and Motoki, she was walking alone after dark. She decided to take it slow and think about everything. She definitely needed a job. Maybe tomorrow she would ask Motoki for a job at the arcade. It seemed like the best place to work and she knew him better than anyone else in town. So it was decided, she would be working at the arcade. Usagi walked into the building and headed to the elevator. She pressed the button to the 5th floor and waited silently, wondering when they would get rid of that awful elevator music. Maybe they could put in some techno or something she could dance to. She laughed to herself at the idea of people standing in the elevator tapping their feet as her elevator stopped. She exited and made her way towards her apartment. The closer she got, the more she heard of two people arguing loud enough to wake the whole building. She finally stopped when she saw a tall girl with long black hair, crying and yelling as she stood outside the door to an apartment nearly five doors down from Usagi's. "I said I was sorry! I didn't know this was going to happen!" The girl yelled as she dropped a box she had been holding.

"You lied Rei! It's over! What do you take me for? Some kind of fool?" the voice on the other side of the door yelled.

"But...but...I love you." The Rei girl said as tears continued flowing down her cheeks.

"I loved you, but if you loved me, you wouldn't have cheated. Just go okay. Stop making such a scene." the voice said. The girl picked up her box and walked off, passing Usagi and not looking back once. Usagi cleared her throat and kept walking, knowing she'd have to pass the open apartment door. She had convinced herself not to look and just go straight home. There was nothing worse than a nosey neighbor. As she walked by the door, she looked anyway and stopped dead in her tracks. Mamoru was standing in the doorway banging his head against the wall. "Mamoru?"

That voice. He knew that voice. It was her. It was the girl from his dream, but what was she doing there? Mamoru looked up from his current state and saw Usagi standing in the hallway, holding her messenger bag and looking concerned. His dream girl was Usagi?