Hey, I'm back. Told you I would be back no matter how much you begged me not to! Anyways, here's part four of my little story that's centered on Ami, the best blue haired girl in anime. (In my opinion anyways!) Well, back to the fic. I still don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing and I'm sure that no one's reading this so, peaces! (PS, please don't steal the plot!)
"So, Miss Popular, you've been asked out by four guys this week, what's your secret?" Mina said thrusting a yellow hair brush in Ami's face as an imitation microphone. Ami's eyes widened for a second as she pulled her eyes from her book and focused on her blonde friend who was waiting patiently for an answer. She moved the brush away from her mouth and pulled her glasses to the tip of her nose, preparing to give a perfectly logical answer.
"Well, I think that it has something to do with the fact that I'm the new girl in school and youma seem to have a fascination with draining my energy." Ami said in a professional tone. Mina got a pensive look on her face as she pulled her brush back to her own mouth.
"Do you have any ideas why it's you that the past two youma attacks have been focused on, Ms. Mizuno? Is there something you're not telling us?" Mina said, putting on her old English accent. Ami chewed on her lower lip for a second before she shrugged.
"I think I'd be pushing it if I said it was because of my IQ." Ami said and Mina giggled.
"Ok ok Ms. Aino and Ms. Mizuno. You've had your fun, now lets get split up in two teams so we can actually get a little exercise before lunch." Mr. West, the gym substitute, said as he tossed Mina a volleyball. Mina sent him a wink then stood up, brushing off her shorts, and rolled the ball in her hands.
"Aright everybody!" Mina yelled getting the attention of everybody around the gym who were stretching and talking to one another. "I want two teams!" She said and immediately people began moving towards the volleyball net, complaining and grumbling. Mina turned back to Ami and held out her hand. Ami grabbed it and was pulled to her feet with little effort on Mina's part. "Alright Mizuno, let's see what you can do." She said handing her the ball.
"What about my glasses?" Ami asked.
"Locker room." Mina said. Ami handed the ball back to her friend and ran across the gym, blushing at the catcalls she got from some of the male participates as she ducked under the net. She really didn't see why the girls had to wear what they did. Baby blue shorts and a cropped tank top with 'Property of St. Gabrielle's Academy' written on the chest during the winter. But the gym captain, Mina, had decided that since spring was beginning, the shorts with baby blue sports bras with the same saying was enough. Ami had been ok with it the first days of school because there was a heat wave that shut down the air conditioning but it was just unnecessary now that all the AC in the building was fixed.
She pushed open the door to the locker room and headed for the stall she shared with Mina. She folded her glasses and put the book she had been reading on a bench in front of her locker. Right as she was going to head back she heard the familiar tune of her cell phone ringing.
"Hello?" She asked and she heard a chuckle on the other line that she knew from somewhere. "Hello?" She asked again, only with a bit of reserve in her voice. She was rewarded with click from the other line. She shrugged it off and flipped her phone back together, dismissing the phone call.
"So what are we doing this weekend?" Serena asked as she looked around the table.
"I say we go down to TJ and get laced." Duo said with a quirky smile. Raye rolled her eyes as she leaned forward on the table.
"Any good ideas?"
"You guys could always help me plan for the Golden Locks Benefit. My mom's letting me do it by myself this year." Lita said and Ami frowned, stuffing a green grape into her mouth.
"What's the Golden Locks Benefit?"
"This really cool thing that the Maxwell's put on every year. It's this really big party with $500 per plate meals and stuck up people. There's this big painting auction and donations. All the money goes towards this company that makes wigs for kids with leukemia. Basically we go as poster children for our families but it's lots of fun. And everyone brings a date. A lot of people from this place go, no surprise." Mina said motioning around the school.
"It sounds like it's for a good cause." Ami said smiling.
"So you'll be in attendance?" Lita asked and Ami nodded.
"When is it?"
"In the middle of May." Wufei said nonchalantly.
"So is Mr. Chang going to actually grace us with his presence this year instead of just sending a donation?" Raye asked and Wufei shrugged.
"If there's nothing else to do."
"Well that's the spirit." Mina said sarcastically only to be pinched in the arm by Raye. "Ow! What was that for?" Mina yelled at her friend.
"So is Quatre going?" Ami asked Serena, who for once, wasn't the one in an argument with the fiery one. Serena looked thoughtful.
"I don't know, you should ask when he's feeling better. Why?" Serena asked glancing sideways at the blue haired girl who suddenly began turning red.
"No reason, I was just curious." Ami quickly said and Serena's eyes glowed as she turned to face her friend.
"No way! You do like him don't you?" Ami went red as everyone turned from their own conversations to concentrate on hers and Serena's.
"Who does Ami have a crush on? It's me isn't it?" Duo asked leaning over the table. Serena promptly shook her head.
"No it's-" Ami slapped a hand on Serena's mouth and smiled innocently.
"It's no one. I don't have a crush on anyone. Serena was only joking." she said and Serena grinned, nodding. Ami let go of her friend's mouth.
"Yea, I was kidding." Everyone reluctantly went back to talking and Ami looked down at her food, moving her mashed potatoes, or that's what they looked like, around on the plate.
"You should tell him." Serena said in a low voice so only Ami could hear.
"He'd probably laugh. I know he doesn't like me in that way. Besides we barely know each other." Serena put an arm around the other girl's shoulder.
"He gave you a kiss on the cheek on your first date." Serena said and Ami's cheek tingled at the memory.
"He was being polite. He probably felt bad for the blue haired freak." Serena rolled her eyes. In the past week she had heard her fair share of Ami's self put downs and had discovered that they were normally just a way of justifying her fears. That was one habit she was determined to beat out of Ami before she had to move back with her father.
"Look, I've known my cousin forever and there's no way he'd put his lips anywhere near a girl he didn't feel something for. You should just ask, I personally think he'd be happy." Ami looked over at her friend who nodded then patted her on the back. "Think about it." she added before jumping into Lita and Wufei's conversation.
Ami took a deep breath before she plunged under the water, pushed off the wall and resumed propelling herself through the water. Her father used to call her Mermaid when her parents were still together and they'd spend their vacation at their summer house in the Hamptons. It was the one thing left that hadn't gotten split between the two when her parents got a divorce but neither had been back since then.
A shrill screech erupted the splashing of everyone swimming and Ami stopped. She pulled her goggles from her head and looked around to see that she was well passed the rest of the team. There were even a few vengeful looks from some. Mainly from Dorothy Catalonia who was, according to Duo, the team's fastest swimmer. At least until Ami came along. Coach Williams waved the team in, her hands clapping as they headed over. Ami climbed out of the pool and pulled her white swim cap off her head. Her hair immediately plastered to her forehead and she pushed her bangs away from her eyes.
"Alright everyone, good job today." She looked pointedly at Ami. Ami blushed lightly and kept her eyes trained on the chipping nail polish on her feet. "Everyone's improving nicely and we'll be giving them hell at state this year. Now everyone hit the showers." Ami quickly headed to the locker room without looking any of her teammates in the eye. She hadn't really made an effort to get to know any of them and they had done her a favor by doing the same. She was halfway to the door when she heard a lot of commotion. She turned around, half way expecting another youma attack, and spotted most of the girls on the swim team gathered around a pale blond boy. Ami felt another tingle on her cheeks as her blue eyes met his across the room. He offered a smile and a wave and Ami awkwardly waved back, briefly wondering why Quatre had shown up when he was allegedly too sick to get out of bed that morning. Then she remembered what Serena had said earlier and blushed. 'Think about it.' Ha! And win with the competition she'd be up against? Miracles didn't happen to her.
Ami tousled her already unruly hair as she headed out of the locker room. It was bubbling with gossip about Quatre. Most of the girls talked about how cute he was and what kind of stretch limo they'd get if he asked them to the prom. It all seemed so petty to Ami and she even found herself getting upset when they referred to him as a bank account. She felt like yelling 'He's a person, not a source of income and if you don't like him for his personality then you don't deserve him!' but most of the girls in the room disliked her enough as it was, if their whispers and jeers were any clue. The last thing she needed now was to be talked about even more. That's why Ami had settled for a quick exit, not even bothering to stop and blow dry her hair. She pulled her bag onto her shoulder and cut through the pool area then headed for the exit, preparing for her mile long walk from school.
"Hey, wait up!" Ami turned around to see Quatre running down the hall. Ami felt herself smile beside her attempt to hide it. Quatre fell into step with her. Despite the shower, she noticed embarrassedly, she still smelled vaguely of chlorine.
"What are you doing here?" Ami asked politely.
"Trowa asked me to pick you up. He was studying at Lita's and lost track of time." Quatre said as Ami's flip flops slapped down the empty hall way.
"Oh, well I'm perfectly capable of walking from here, I wouldn't want to jeopardize your health." Ami said and Quatre frowned.
"You didn't walk by yourself all this week did you?" Ami shrugged.
"Duo picked me up yesterday but I like the walk." Ami said and Quatre stopped.
"You could've asked and I'd pick you up. You really shouldn't be walking around by yourself." Ami's eyebrow quirked at Quatre's sudden protectiveness.
"I didn't know you cared." she said and Quatre's eyes widened.
"Of coarse I care!" He said and Ami felt her heart flutter as Quatre's cheeks burned. "I mean, you're my best friend's little sister." He quickly added.
"Stepsister." Ami corrected as she resumed walking. Quatre soon joined her again.
"So, is this the time you usually get out, because if it is I could just come get you. It's only like a five minute drive from my house."
"It isn't necessary." Ami said as she pushed open the door to the parking lot. Quatre's black BMW sat in one of the closer, visitor parking places. "I actually need to walk more, it keeps my legs strong. Better kicks in the water." Ami said.
"Well it didn't really look like you needed that in there, you're a great swimmer." Ami blushed as Quatre turned off his alarm and held open the door for her.
"Thanks." she muttered, once again sinking into the warm, soft leather.
The sounds of Michiru's playing began softly streaming through the speakers and Ami smiled. "Michi and I used to race all the time. In swimming, I mean. She was the only person I've meet who tied with me." Ami said and Quatre looked over at her.
"It sounds like she means a lot to you." Ami nodded as she stared down at her hands. The small, healed cuts on her wrists stood out even more after she did anything aerobic and now was no different. While the rest of her skin was a pink color the small lines were the pale normal color of her skin.
"Michiru helped me through two of the most difficult points in my life with unwavering friendship and support." Ami admitted. Quatre glanced over at Ami as he came to a stop light, wondering if he should pry more but couldn't find the heart to with the slightly pained look on Ami's face. He was instantly reminded of the antidepressants he'd seen in her purse, briefly wondering if Michiru knew why she took them. They rode the rest of the way in silence and Ami offered a small 'thanks' before she hurried out of the car and up the stairs to her house. Quatre was slightly puzzled why Ami was acting so cold and distant all of a sudden and even more puzzled on why he cared. It wasn't any of his business. Sure they were friends but they hadn't really gotten to talk so much what with school, his getting missions and Ami getting attacked twice in one week by youma.
Ami pulled down the window shade as she felt the airplane start to descend to the ground. It was six in the morning, Saturday and she was on the way to Carmel for her therapy session with Setsuna Meiou. Her mother was too busy to drive her and she would have been on a train all night to get there but by air it was only a forty-five minute trip. Ami was slightly grateful for having to leave early, that way she wouldn't have to explain to the girls why she was gone. She hoped she could be done and back on the plane back to L.A.by ten fifty, before Serena even pulled herself out of bed. She didn't want the girls to know what had happened and was trying her hardest to keep it from them. They had been really kind and accepting towards her but she didn't want to ruin their tightly growing friendship with her extra depressing baggage.
She took a glance down at her Fossil watch and closed her eyes as the cabin depressurized. The small jet that she was on was relatively empty except for a few tired business men. She really did have to give it to her father, he had arranged the trip last minute and still managed to get her a first class ticket both ways. The stewardess had been extra nice to her, addressing her as Ms. Mizuno and had gotten her sparkling cider and a blueberry bagel before Ami had even asked for it. The red haired woman had replied that they had her likes and dislikes already on file, which explained why Ami got a window seat by herself with internet access, though Ami had no use for it.
The plane landed and she was allowed off first. The airport was no where near as busy as LAX was when she left but it had it's fair share of traffic. She cut through it and quickly found her father. He was standing by the baggage claim, right under the Domestic Flights sign just like he said he'd be. She grinned as he looked at her and held out a small water lily. He always had one for her after she stayed with her mother for any period of time, stating that she'd probably need all the aromatherapy she could get.
"So, how do you like it in the O.C.?" He asked, giving her a kiss on the forehead as she stopped in front of him.
"It's fine." Ami simply replied as he guided her towards his car which was parked across the street, since she didn't have any baggage except for a purse. All was quiet as he started his car and paid the $2 charge for parking in the lot. He headed down the street, weaving through the airport traffic effortlessly, towards the building that Setsuna's office was located in. Ami was kind of glad for the silence because she really couldn't break it to her father that she was having a better time with her mother then him. Even if it really didn't have anything to do with her mom. She began searching through the large blue and white beach bag purse that Lita had bought her, for her book. Mina had suggested some great romance novel and Ami had brought it with her so that none of her friends would know that she read it. They would never let her live it down if they knew that she was actually doing something out of enjoyment with no one there forcing her to do so.
"So...how do you like your new stepdad?" Her dad asked right as Ami had wrapped her hand around the thick paperback. Her grip instantly slackened and it sunk back to the bottom of her purse. How did he know?
"I-um."
"It's okay." He said glancing over as Ami stammered over her words. "Your mother told me about him a long time ago." Ami looked over him. Since when? The last time they had talked, before last week, was a few months ago when her mother came to Carmel to see Ami after the accident.
"How come you never told me?" She asked, somewhere between anger and jealousy. Her father used to tell her everything.
"Well, you were fragile then. We didn't want to push you to-" Her father stopped talking then. He didn't have to say it. Ami knew why. They were afraid she'd try it again. Which, now that Ami thought about it, was probably a wise decision because back then, had she been given another reason she probably would have. "So, how is he?" He asked again.
"He's nice." Ami said as she closed her eyes. 'Have I caused you both so much trouble that you started keeping things from me for my own good?'
"I imagine that he is. How do you like Trowa and is it Cathleen?"
"Catherine." Ami supplied and her father nodded.
"Ya, Catherine. Is having siblings as cracked up as you thought it'd be?"
"It's fun." Ami said suddenly feeling extremely anxious to see Setsuna.
"And you say it's happened twice already?" Setsuna asked and Ami nodded, comforted by the familiarity of the olive green office. She was seated in a white leather lounge chair by the window. It overlooked the sea when the fog in Carmel wasn't so thick. Now all she could see was the Einstein School of Excellence, where she'd went to school. The spanish style archways were unmistakable. "And what does it feel like when your energy is drained?" Setsuna asked, moving her stylish glasses to her hair. It was all pulled up in a bun today. Normally she'd have half of it up and half down.
Ami shrugged, leaning back in the chair instead of sitting up straight. "Kind of exhausting. Similar to how I feel after a swim conference." Ami said and Setsuna nodded, writing in her notebook.
"Anything else? Have any dreams while you're unconscious?" Ami shook her head. Setsuna nodded again and wrote in the notebook. After a few minutes of Ami kicking off her flip flops and crossing her legs underneath her Setsuna took off her glasses completely and folded them, placing them carefully on her well organized desk. "Now, you mentioned a young man, I believe by the name of Quatre Winner." Ami's cheeks burned as Setsuna sent her a curious gaze. "Would this be the same Quatre Winner who frequents the news channels as the next heir to the Winner Satalite company?" Ami nodded, pulling at the white stripe on the gray yoga pants she was wearing.
"Anything else about him you wish to share?"
"Well, Haruka and Michiru like him." Setsuna's eyebrow quirked.
"They've already met?" Ami blushed again.
"Well, I kind of invited him to Michiru's concert."
"So I take it that Quatre likes Michiru. You know, as an instrumentalist." Ami nodded again. "And this is why you invited him?" Ami chewed on her lip before she plunged on with the whole-Trowa not being able to go and her being tricked into a blind date-story. Setsuna nodded after she was finished and quickly scrolled something down then looked back up. "And you were okay with the whole situation?" Ami nodded aftera minute of thought and Setsuna smiled. "That's very significant Ami. I don't know if you realize how important that is. It proves that you are finally healing. Maybe this whole move was just what you needed. You're finding friends and learning to trust again. I take it they don't know what happened?" Ami hurriedly shook her head. She got hives just thinking about it.
"And I intend to keep it that way." Setsuna nodded as she looked back down at her notebook.
"Alright. And you mentioned before that whenever one of those friends touched you, Serena I believe, you no longer needed to take your medication am I right?" Ami nodded. "And you are taking it regularly?" Ami nodded again. "Alright then. Is there anything specifically you wish to talk about? Your two hours are almost up."
"Actually, were you aware that my dad knew about my new family before I did?" Setsuna nodded.
"I advised them not to tell you after I assessed your situation at the hospital. You were rather unstable at the time and it would've been a potentially bad idea to tell you then. We agreed to tell you only when it was absolutely necessary to." Ami nodded unfolding her legs. She could be satisfied with that. It still bothered her a little but she could accept it. The little buzzer Setsuna had set out went off and Ami stood up, stretching. "Well, I say we had a good session. What are you doing for the rest of the day?"
"I'm going back to help Lita with a benefit she's planning." Setsuna smiled.
"I hope you have fun." Ami nodded as she picked up her bag and headed out of the door. She offered her therapist a smile and a wave before she closed the door behind her. The girl with short black hair was sitting in the corner liek normal, flipping through a magazine about guitars. The girl, Setsuna's 10 o'clock, looked up as Ami sent her a small smile. She returned it. Ami noticed that her father hadn't arrived yet so she sat down in a seat by the door.
"I missed you last week." The girl said and Ami nodded.
"I only come twice a month now. I moved to LA with my mother." The girl nodded again, biting on her lip. Ami looked around as silence reigned over the room. Her blue eyes settled back on the girl. "Aren't you going to go in?"
"My appointment got moved back to ten thirty. My dad had to go to work and dropped me off early." Ami nodded again as she looked around for something to do. She suddenly remembered the book in her purse and pulled it out. "That one's good." The girl said as Ami found her place in the book.
"You've read it?" She asked and the girl nodded.
"About fifty times." She said and Ami smiled. The girl certainly didn't seem like she needed therapy, but looks could be deceiving as Ami, herself, had proved. "I'm Hotaru Tomoe." The girl said.
"Ami Mizuno."
"So you're the celebrity's daughter client Sets mentioned." Ami's cheeks glowed and the pale girl across the room smiled.
"Uh, I think so."
"I like your father's work."
"He's normally here waiting for me, but I'll tell him." Hotaru looked back at her magazine then her eyes widened and she looked at Ami.
"Hey do you want go to a concert next weekend? You know if you can get away from the big city life for a few hours Saturday night." Ami shrugged and Hotaru jumped up and plopped into the seat next to an amused Ami. She grabbed the National Geographic from a table and ripped a page out. "You know where the Starlight Club is right?" Ami nodded, she'd basically lived there before Halloween night. "Alright. You've got to be there. My band is playing a set at nine thirty, it's gonna be really cool." Ami smiled at the girls sudden enthusiasm.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." The girl nodded, handing Ami the paper with the words 'Phenomenon' written on it in curly purple pen.
"So you can go through the VIP entrance." Suddenly the door to the office opened and Ami's father walked in.
"Hey, ready to go?" Ami nodded as she turned to Hotaru.
"Yea, bye Hotaru." She said and the girl gave her a brief hug.
"Bye Ames, see ya Saturday." Ami stood up and followed her father from the room, giving a small wave.
"So how was it? Nothing too grueling I hope." Ami shook her head as she looked over her menu. Her father had decided to stop for brunch before she caught her flight. Much to Ami's delight the low clouds had burned off, giving her a great view of the blue-green ocean.
"No it was fine. Hotaru actually invited me to a concert here next week."
"That's nice. I didn't even know you two were friends." Ami smiled.
"We weren't, not until today anyway." Ami folded her menu, deciding on the shrimp alfredo. Her father just nodded, still looking over his. Ami looked around the restaurant he had brought her to. It was pricey and full of people who looked like they had just spent the day on the golf course. Of course the fact that the gold course to the Hino Family Country Club was down the street probably had something to do with it. In fact, this establishment was also owned by them. Ami smiled, remembering Raye saying something about some club her family owned a little outside of Carmel. Only she hadn't mentioned that it was the most exclusive club in Northern California.
"I heard something interesting the other day." Her father said as he finally sat his menu down. Ami took a sip of water then nodded for him to continue. "You know that friend of yours, Zachary Williams?" Ami nearly spat out her water as her heart clinched in her chest. Ami nodded, sure she resembled a deer caught in headlights. "Well, he moved too. Isn't that weird? Same day you did." Ami's stomach clinched this time and she resisted the urge to throw up. Her mother always told her not to make a scene.
"Do-do you know where to?"
"Out east I think it was. His father just got a job in New York so I imagine somewhere near there." Ami nodded. All of a sudden her appetite was lost but she ordered the pasta anyways and managed to choke some of it down whilst her father rambled on about his gallery opening. She didn't need her father to worry about her now. And she really didn't need to hint to him about what happened. The only ones who knew were Setsuna, Greg, Haruka and Michiru and Setsuna had apparently stuck to her word about her confidentiality policy. Ami was sure that had her dad known what Zach had done to her he wouldn't be alive to move anywhere.
"Hey, where did you go?" Lita asked standing up as Ami crawled out of the car her mother had sent to pick herup fromthe airport. Ami slung her bag over her shoulder as she looked at her brunette friend who had been sitting on one of the stairs that led up to the large two story Anderson/Barton/Mizuno residence. She had been preparing all the flight back on what she was going to tell the girls if they noticed she was gone but now that Lita was standing in front of her, all of Ami's elaborate lies flew away. "We've been looking for you everywhere."
"Oh, I just had something to take care of." Ami said to Lita as she walked passed the tall girl, who immediately followed after her.
"Well...?" Lita said and Ami glanced back at her.
"Well, what?"
"Aren't you going to tell me what you've 'taken care of'? You weregone for eight hours and you come back with no explanation." Ami blinked, torn between anger for not being able to go as she pleased and relief that her friends cared for her enough to worry.
"I'm sorry I frightened you. I went back to Carmel for a few hours." Ami said as she opened the door to her house. Lita followed her in as Ami kicked off her sandals and placed her bag on the ground next to the door.
"Why'd you go there?" Lita asked as Ami headed for the kitchen. Halfway through her flight, Ami's appetite returned and all she had were the airline peanuts. Apparently they didn't have the means to make a simple BLT on the way back...
"I just wanted to visit my dad. Oh, and he said that if you wanted to, we could couple the Golden Locks party with the grand opening to his gallery. He promised to donate a few pieces as well." Ami said and Lita smiled, seemingly forgetting her previous worries.
"Really? That's great! I was just planning on having it on one of the Winner's yachts but this is so much better, more people could fit in." Ami nodded pulling out the ingredients for a ham sandwich.
Suddenly the door opened and shut. A few seconds later Catherine walked in and froze when she spotted Ami. A grin quickly appeared on her face as she pushed a lock of chocolate hair behind her ear. "So you're not kidnapped. I take it the search party has been called off then huh?" Lita's eyes widened as Catherine grinned and Ami quirked one eyebrow.
"I forgot to call the girls!" Lita said before she pulled out her trusty camera phone. "Smile!" Lita said and Ami did so, looking up from making her sandwich. Lita snapped a picture then sent it to all the girls.
"Why was there a search party?" Ami asked slathering mustard on wheat bread. "You could've just called me."
"We did, it said you were out of the area and we freaked. All the guys told us not to worry but you know how Serena is." Ami only smiled. She finished making her sandwich then grabbed a bag of chips.
"Would you like anything?" Lita shook her head and Ami shrugged. "Let's go to the backyard." Ami said grabbing a bottle of FIJI water before she walked outside and sat on the porch swing that overlooked the whole backyard. Lita joined her and closed her eyes.
"So why are you in such a good mood?" Lita asked. Ami bit into her sandwich then stuffed some chips in her mouth then downed it with a drink of water. She didn't know why she felt good after a session with Setsuna. Normally she was a grouchy bitch but today she almost felt like she did before she met Zachary and started worrying about her popularity status.
"I guess because it's such a pretty day." Lita looked up at the sky. It was pretty out but nothing that wasn't the norm from every other day Ami had been there.
"Did everything with your dad go okay?" Ami nodded again. Lita frowned. There was something different about Ami. She was actually, genuinely enjoying the day. Whatever had happened in Carmel had brought out this happy, cheerful, and all together sunny side of Ami and whatever that was, had taken away the thin layer of ice Ami usually wore in her eyes.
"I have an idea." Ami said once she had polished off her sandwich. Lita looked over at her friend as she took another drink of water. "How about once the girls get here we go get the guys and drag them to the beach. I have yet to go and I've lived here for two weeks." Lita smiled. The guys could use a break from whatever the hell they did over at Quatre's every Saturday. It always made them cranky and irritable and worst of all Lita had to listen to Duo groan and complain all night.
"Let's do it." She said and Ami grinned.
Ami blinked as Raye came to an abrupt stop in front of the large white columns of the Winner residence. She knew Quatre had a lot of money but this was just ridiculous. She'd never been to Quatre's house but it's reputation didn't give it justice. And Quatre had lied about living five minutes from the school. He didn't live in Newport like the rest of the group did. He lived all the way up in the Santa Monica hills and from the driveway had a great view of downtown LA. There was even a tall gate all the way around the perimeter to prevent anybody from trespassing. If they could even find the place.
"And here we are." Mina said undoing her seatbelt. Ami climbed out of the large black suburban Raye's father had let them barrow from his vast collection. He'd used it for security on the campaign trail but now that he'd been elected as ambassador of the Former United States he didn't use it as much.
"This place is huge." Ami said and Lita headed towards the door.
"Notice the plethora of cars parked outside." She said and Ami noticed Trowa's father's car, Wufei's white Spyder, and Heero's moped, or one of them anyways. Lita knocked on the door and a tall man with Wolverine from X-men like hair opened the door. Ami almost expected him to produce claws from his knuckles but he just smiled.
"Hello ladies, to what do I owe the honor of this visit?" He asked and Serena stepped forward.
"We're here to kidnap the guys and drag them to the beach for tans and lives outside of computer games." Serena said and the man nodded, stepping aside.
"As long as your intentions are pure..." He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "They're in the study."
Ami followed the girls, as they obviously knew where they were headed. The decor inside the house reminded her of her own home. Filled with old family heirlooms and antiques mixed with the latest in technological advances. Serena grabbed the handle to a heavy oak door and heaved it open, with a little help from Lita. All the guys, who were sitting around a table typing on laptops, looked up suddenly.
"Grab your board shorts losers." Raye cried as all the girls filed into the room. "We're hitting the beach!"
That's all for now! Tell me whacha think!
