I hope it gets interesting.

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A cruise? A dress? What is he thinking?!

Meroko paces her dorm frantically, trying to pull the situation together. She's not doing very well, though.

So NOT ONLY did he buy Mitsuki an expensive dress, but he's taking her on an expensive cruise? Has Takuto gone crazy? He can't afford this stuff! Has he lost his all-about-Mitsuki-mind?!?!

Takuto never had much money throughout his life. So when he finally got a decent job, he spent his first five paychecks on Mitsuki and rent. Food never really mattered to him.

But money should, Meroko thought. You don't go spending money you don't have!!!!!!!!

Meroko, on the other hand, usually had the things she needed. When his daughters were born, her father settled down, opened up a small business, and provided for his family ever since. After his wife-and mother of his children-had died, Meroko and her sister Fuzuki had pretty much raised themselves.

They could always count on their dad. They asked, and received whenever it was possible. But lately, Meroko had started asking a liiiiiiiiiittle too much, in the process of trying to get Takuto back. So, to see if she was needing him, or using him, her father had sent her on her on her own throughout college, and she could come home when she finished.

I guess it's for the best, Meroko thought. If I have to learn to stand on my own feet, so should Takuto. Make his own mistakes. And fix them. That's what father would say.

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That afternoon, Takuto also paces his dorm. Unlike Meroko, he has a grasp on the situation. He just doesn't have a grasp on what to do next.

Not only is Mitsuki mistaken, but she'll be heartbroken if she finds out the truth. What's worse is, Meroko probably thinks he's been lying and playing games with her! She saw the dress, the brochure, everything! It looks like he planned it perfectly just so she could see how happy they were!

That's not the case, Meroko, it really isn't!

All at once, Takuto catches a glimpse of Mitsuki's closet in the corner of his eye. In it, is the gorgeous red dress that Mitsuki had planned to wear when they got off the ship.

She DOES already have a dress...

Reluctantly, Takuto folds up the long, smooth dress, and carefully puts it in a nice bag.

If he screws up, the shaky predicament could topple over, and he could lose it all...

...but if he pulls it off, he may actually get away with this.

It was about time he'd started fixing his own mistakes. A married man couldn't afford otherwise.

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In the courtyard, Mitsuki shows off her new dress to her friends.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Look at how glittery it is!"

"So smooth!"

"It'd go great with your hair!!"

"I wish I didn't kill my boyfriend now!"

"Try it on!"

Mitsuki obeys, swings the dress over her head, and twirls around, successfully flashing all 1000 sequins in the setting sun.

"Oh my!"

"How beautiful!"

"Lovely!"

"My boyfriend looked so good in these!"

"You go, Mitsuki!"

Mitsuki loved the attention. She loved being adored, she loved being admired, and she loved being envied. Feeling like a princess, Mitsuki spun again, and again, and again. She flipped her hair out, turned her dress in, and took a bow. It was like dancing, just without Takuto.

The best part was knowing that Takuto saw her as a woman. She knew because the breast cups were three sizes too big. The hips were a little wide, too. Sadly though, the torso didn't hug her quite as tightly as she would have liked.

...so the dress was a little big. And? It's not like Takuto did it on purpose. In his mind, he must have seen her as a full woman when he bought this dress. Lengthy hair, round breasts, and long legs. It wasn't exactly Mitsuki, but she must have a personality so mature, that it affected his vision of her.

That's it! Mitsuki must be mature! It wasn't like Takuto was hinting what he wanted out of her or anything. He just made a teeny mistake. Usually, he could guess a girls' size at a glance, and he was usually right. But Mitsuki's overwhelming love and charm must've fried his usual capabilities, so he based it on her overwhelmingly high maturity level!!!

Speaking of maturity, this dress would fit Meroko...but she's too juvenile. This dress is too much for her, seeing how it's only this big because Takuto recognized how cultivated Mitsuki was.

If Mitsuki were like Meroko...this dress would be tiny.

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My writing skills are elementary. I get an idea, and try to include it into the story before I forget it. In the end, the story spins off in its own direction. What should I do?

Happy Holidays, everybody.