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Chapter 4: An Offer
"Hey Mako-chan!" The sound of a door being banged on echoed into the tiny room, just enough to fit a full bed, a nightstand and one single dresser. Shifting around a body began to stir wrapped up in sheets on top of said bed.
One smooth leg stuck, it's lightly tan skinned shown in the small window lighting above the dresser to the left.
"MAKO-CHAN!" The voice shouted again, the banging sounding more intense and frequent.
There was a pause, the body that was stirring seemed to relax.
"Fine…" The voice said giving in, "I'll guess I'll just use to gas stove to make my eggs an…."
The sheets suddenly were thrown off as full on fury. Makoto yanked open the door, to see her roommate there head turned looking towards the Kitchen pondering.
"Don't you dare!? You are not allowed to use anything that could cause our apartment to explode!" Makoto shouted, as the blonde singer turned to her friend and grinned.
"Ah-hah! It worked!" Minako looked at her, she was wearing a mini black dress, eye shadow rested on her upper eye lids, as bright pink lipstick was seen on the upturn frown that became a smile.
Makoto sighed realizing this was the fifth time she fell for this, she rubbed the back of her head. Maybe she should just learn to ignore her?
No that wouldn't be a good idea she was willing to be tricked, in case something really happened.
"Look I came to get you to get ready…." There was a pause as her roommate put her hands on her hips. "My job lost a bartender temporally for maternal leave so there is an opening for a few months. Also there is the chance she might just watch the baby after she is born so…." She went on to say, but Makoto sighed loudly.
"Minako you know how I feel working with people I know outside of work…it doesn't mix well.."
"Look you needed a job right? Well I'm offering so just take it! Besides the bartender is Usagi-chan so it is really no big deal…she has doctor boy now." Minako said leaning in putting a finger to her friend's chest pushing her back a bit into her room.
"Get dressed wear a black shirt and comfy sneakers! It's going to be a long night…Oh! We also have an hour so get ready! Kay? Awesome!" Minako smiled, slamming the door in Makoto's face before the woman could say anything.
Makoto sighed shaking her head, she pinched the bridge of her nose taking a long inhale then exhale looking up at the closed door. There was no pushing and shoving this…
What the hell? She needed the job, what's the worse that could happen?
The small bar was alive by Minako's smooth voice. She had a small stage off to the side a man with a piano in the shadow of the background was playing a soft jazz like melody. The spotlight was on her and fishbowl jar had its own small stool, right next to her it was filling ever so slightly with change and a few bills. The green tinted windows followed the mahogany large doors that were the entrance right across from where Makoto was.
A few tables were near Minako's corner to the left, in the center was the bar which Makoto was currently working at and off to the side of the right were a few more tables dimly lit by yellow netted lamps on the table.
Makoto was cleaning down the bar top with a wet rag as the guy who was training her went out for a smoke.
Stewing in her own thoughts she kept flickering back to the kiss she had a few days ago. Her lips suddenly started to tingle.
After the first two days of frequent texts and calls from the other party that she ignored, her phone finally stopped dancing its vibration dance on her beside nightstand.
She needed to free her thoughts, she looked hopeful from the small bar to see if anyone else would come in. But instead there was just a lone man a bit away from her at the stool, and off to the edge were some young college students laughing loudly and their beer glasses in hands.
Their night was just starting this was a stop to another bar.
Makoto turned away from the bar to throw the cloth back into the cleaning bucket filled with brown water it made a 'sloosh' sound.
She heard the grunt from the man calling for another shot of sake. Rolling hers eyes she grabbed the bottle and walked over to fill the glass up once again.
"Ami are you okay? You seemed to be even more in your thoughts even after the engagement was broken off…" Rei said concerned putting her hand on her friend's shoulder.
Ami turned her head towards her very concerned friend. The small smile on her face the glazed over eyes seem to show more than words ever could. Rei seemed to read Ami so well all the time.
Like she was an open book, maybe the woman was secretly psychic and didn't even know it.
Ami though shook her head and brushed that silly thought away from her mind. "I'm fine Rei-chan I just really haven't had much on the brain… you see my mind decided it was going to leave me for vacation or something…" Ami went off, her friends face had mixed looks of concern and confusion.
"Hey maybe we should stop at a bar or something ease some stress I'll buy you a drink…" Rei pressed slightly very worried now.
Ami walked a few steps ahead and smiled. Looking up at the night sky, the cold air hitting her face she turned to her friend on the sidewalk they were standing on to grin at her.
Rei stared back and smiled as well, but it was shaky and worrisome. People passed by them back and forth in the small city they were visiting.
"Okay Rei-chan just one drink couldn't hurt right?"
Rei smiled as they kept walking onto the sidewalk, her friend kept a few paces up when suddenly they stopped at what looked like an Americanized styled bar. It seemed small and quant. It must draw in a lot of American tourist and exchange students.
Ami also seemed to be interested and pushed through the front doors without saying anything, Rei sighed and followed in tow.
It seemed like the woman was in a dreamlike state.
The doors, where pushed open and Makoto lifted her head from the bar. She had her chin resting on the back of her hand. She looked up the boredom still evident on her face, she began to say.
"Welcome! Would you guys like something too…waahhhhhh! You!" Makoto suddenly shouted jumping back causing a stir as the few patrons around her looked up. The music was cut off by a sharp sound and Minako jerked her head over to see why Makoto made such a scene and stole her lime light.
Makoto still shell shock, her vision swarmed in on familiar blue eyes with bright green ones.
A shocked Ami Mizuno stood there her mouth open, a girl right beside her dark hair and violet eyes looked at Ami, but then looked in the direction of Makoto.
There was a silence that hanged in the air, mixed with the smell of fish bowl liquor, draft beer and smoke.
Though Ami's shocked expression changed into a furrowed brow and a determined face she stormed over sitting down, placing her purse on the table. "Just give me a shot of the strongest stuff here…bartender." The last words seem to seethe a mix look of confusion and anger on the bluenette's face.
The darker haired one, sat next her and with a baffled look, turned to Makoto. "Yeah… uh I'll just have a glass of Sapparo… Dark… please." Violet eye's mind seemed to come into focus now, feeling the very obvious tension that hung in the room at the moment.
Makoto nodded and turned around pulling out a strong bottle of whatever liquor she grabbed. She just knew the strong stuff was placed at the top. It was clear as she poured it in the shot glass.
Grabbing a glass she walked over to the assortment of beer taps and pulled down the Sapparo one nervously fidgeting. She almost had the foam spill over her hands, but luckily she noticed and let go of the tap. She walked over handing the beer to violet eyes and the shot glass to a very annoyed set of blue eyes.
She wondered what on earth to say? Hey sorry for having a make out session with you and then running for the hills. No that was stupid.
Music started up again and Minako's sooth voice was heard once again. Makoto stepped back to turn around.
"Wait Makoto…san can we please talk?" She said sternly, Makoto flinched at the "san". She remembered when Ami was angry with her friends back in High School she stopped calling them "chan". This wasn't good.
Guess some habits don't change, Makoto turned back around to see the shot was done and the glass was turned upside down and Ami was pointing to it.
"Two more please…" There seemed be this permanent scowl on her face.
The dark haired one slipped away from Ami grabbing her beer.
"I'm going to go over to the singer and check Mr. Cutie behind the piano you guys can talk..." The girl then took her escape.
Makoto grabbed the bottle then walked back towards Ami with two more shot glasses, placing them down with ease as she poured the drinks into each glass not focusing on Ami's eyes. Rather finding the shot glasses more interesting.
"This must be a very awkward exchange for you…" Ami finally said. Makoto saw one of her slender small hands take the shot glass. Makoto looked up to see her knock it back turning the glass upside down on the table and taking the other.
After the last shot, the woman finally looked up elbows on the table as she placed the last glass upside down with a slight "tap".
Makoto fidgeted, her look seemed deadly dangerous even. Finally the pink lips puckered and Ami opened her mouth.
"I want you to tell me why you left me like that after you-"
"Shhh!" Makoto suddenly leaned forward finger pressed against her owns lips, causing Ami to jump back a little in her seat.
But the shocked eyes narrowed into anger in a second. "Oh so I need to keep quiet now? Hey! Everyone! Makoto and I-Hmph!" Makoto cut off Ami's announcement in time before it escaped, hand over the girl's mouth. No one seemed to stir, as the last outburst helped them ignore this one.
"Ami-chan please not here can we talk outside, meet in five?" Makoto asked pleading a little, the woman looked at her from the corner of her eye, and closed them. She pulled the taller woman's hand away.
"Fine your ass better not run off or I will tell everyone here you made out with a lesbian…" Ami eyes narrowed.
"Okay Okay…." She turned over to one of the gentlemen wiping the down his part of the bar table down.
"Hey!" She called, the man looked up eyebrows raised.
"I'm taking my break…is that okay?" Makoto asked, the man looked above checking the time on the small wall clock; He then looked at her and nodded once.
Makoto smiled and looked at Ami. "Outside… in the back… its right around on the left side of this place," The woman stared at her but seemed to understand her directions.
Makoto took a small step back turning around, and then exited out through the employee door. It was placed right near the mixing table behind the bar, as she tugged off her apron throwing it on one of the empty cutting tables, speed walking towards the back door outside avoiding the two chefs in the small kitchen.
When Makoto stepped out into the chilly air she might have probably thought of maybe investing some time grabbing her coat, because it was freezing!
She turned to head to look up to see Ami appearing around the corner, she took a lot longer than she hoped for.
"Sorry…Rei-chan was wondering why I was leaving. I told her we are old High School friends and had a fight a long time ago we needed to resolve. She didn't seem to buy it but…" Ami walked over to Makoto standing right across the small alleyway pressing her back against the cool brick wall opposite of Makoto. "She let me go anyways."
Makoto was near the stone steps, cigarette butts littered the floor. Next to her was giant green dumpster that reeked of rotten food and vomit. She tried to ignore it leaning against the rickety black railing near the steps.
"No need to apologize…..I'm sorry Ami-chan." She said finally slowly and carefully.
The smaller woman looked at her bewildered. "You are now saying you're sorry? After all the miss calls and texts I sent!? You say you are sorry now!?" Ami stepped forward her eyes had a steely gaze.
"I know I'm sorry I didn't know what to do." Makoto flinched, a frown evident on her face.
"Makoto! You bitch! You!" Ami swore, as she kicked an empty beer can right next to her. Stale beer went flying out it spraying onto the black paved ground. Makoto stood shocked jaw hanging open. This was so out of character for Ami she must have been really mad.
"You kissed me! Remember! You think after all that bullshit it was nice to have an old friend and with my lousy sac of shit fiance I-!" Suddenly her demeanor changed, she seemed to calm herself down rubbing her temples. "With her…I just needed to have one thing that did not connect to stress in my life, and I thought you might be it…." Ami sadly announced leaning back against the brick wall.
Makoto blinked a few times, guilt showing in her eyes she stepped towards Ami slowly; making sure the girl wasn't waiting to strike, playing the innocent card or something first.
Each step she took carefully. Ami did nothing just looked at the ground staring at her black flats, her denimin blue jeans stained with some of the beer that spilled from the can.
Finally Makoto took a deep breathe placing a hand on Ami's shoulder. The girl looked up, her eyes seemed red she was holding back tears….
Makoto's stomach sank. She felt a whole new low. "Ami… I-" Suddenly her hand was swatted away and Ami stepped towards her and put her arms around her neck. Makoto froze as a blush flushed across her cheeks.
"Makoto-san I'm going to be a bit bold and ask you, why did you kiss me? And did you like it?" Ami asked staring quizzically at her friend. She was a bit on her tip toes Makoto noticed, since she was much taller than the smaller woman.
"I don't know…I…just wanted kiss someone I wanted to feel good I…" Makoto went on closing her eyes.
"So you did like it…" Ami said that not in question, but a statement. Makoto opened her eyes to look at her, but nodded anyways.
"Makoto? Makoto-chan…." Ami's voice got very husky.
Makoto felt the anger change from a hateful tension, to something else…..
She could almost feel the same haze she felt at Ami's apartment.
Suddenly Makoto felt her head being bend down a bit she leaned forward, as the movement caused her body to press close to Ami's, the girls back was pressed against the brick wall. One Makoto's hands reach out for balance. The wall felt firm, rough felt, and cold. Her hand being placed comfortably there.
She felt Ami's hot breath on her ear. The woman leaned close and whispered something.
Makoto listened and her eyes closed slightly as an involuntary shudder escaped.
"Sex is simple Mako-chan, it is a primal need. Love makes it complicated…Why does it have to be complicated?" Huskily she breathed into Makoto's ear.
Staring into those blue eyes Makoto just let go.
"Let's be just be simple people Mako-chan…" Ami purred almost seductively and leaned in for kiss.
Makoto closed her eyes as those soft lips met hers.
A/N: Ah Yes! Cliffhanger Bah-Bum! Now I must get over this writers stump and clean up the next few chapters. Hope you guys enjoyed~