Client Part Deux
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Mercury gripped her steering wheel loosely, gasping for air. She had made a mad dash across the parking lot when she had spotted her friend and her 'date' leaving the restaurant, Makoto feverishly saying goodbye.
Hopefully she wouldn't regret doing this.
The couple seemed reluctant to say goodbye, but when cold drops of liquid started to fall from the clouds, they parted and ran for their vehicles.
Mercury jumped when her passenger door opened, and a soaking raven haired woman plopped into the seat. "It's raining so hard!" a smirk grew on her face. "That just makes the plan easier."
Usagi gripped her steering wheel, resting her forehead on it. She had tried in vain to get her car to start, but it wouldn't. She had a feeling her friends were behind this.
Preparing herself for the onslaught of the rain, Usagi opened the door as quickly as she closed it. She lifted the hood and stared at what was inside. "Oh, what do I do?"
She heard a vehicle drive by behind her, and then a voice called out, "Usagi?"
Her head whipped around, shortly followed by the rest of her, "Mamoru!"
"Is something wrong?" he peered through the rain out of the open window of his red sports car.
"Well, I'm soaking wet and my car's broke, so yeah, something is wrong."
"Okay, okay. I was gonna ask you if you wanted a ride, but if you don't I-"
"A ride would be wonderful." she interrupted.
He smiled. "Hop in."
They did not notice the blue sedan that pulled out of the parking lot almost immediately after them.
Mamoru glanced at his companion when she shivered for what seemed like the hundredth time. She was also apparently afraid of lightening, for she jumped at each strike. "I've got to get you out of those wet clothes. My apartment's closer. I've got some spare clothes you could probably fit into." when he saw her eyes widen and shrink back into the chair, he added, "I don't mean it like that; I meant that you could get sick if you stayed too long in them."
She visibly relaxed. "Oh. I'm sorry for thinking you were like that. But honestly, I'm fine. I can last until I get home- Ach choo!"
He slowed to a stop at a red light. "My point exactly."
She sighed, "You win."
He grinned. "Victory is mine."
Usagi looked into the side view mirror, and nearly held in the gasp that threatened to come out. Ami's car's headlights shined through. I knew it.
The rest of the car ride was quiet, except for the occasional sneeze.
Usagi continued to stare into the mirror as Mamoru pulled up to a large apartment complex building, watching her friend's car drive past. She pulled her phone out and quickly texted, Traitor! To all four of her friends.
She soon received replies; they were mostly smiles and winks, but Ami's was an apology and the word: Blackmail.
Mamoru wrapped an arm around her as they ran through the rain to the entrance. Normally, she would've shrugged the arm off, but she couldn't bring herself too; she found herself liking it.
She was still pressed to his side even going up in the elevator, the cliché of old and boring elevator music droning on.
Taking one arm from around her (somewhat reluctantly, she noticed) he reached into his pocket and withdrew a key.
She took in the clean and orderly apartment as Mamoru's arm went back to its place around her.
Usagi stiffened when he led her to his bedroom. "Like I said, I won't do anything to you, I promise." Then he added slyly with a wink, "Unless you want me too."
She blushed crimson, but replied, "I'll let you know."
With newfound confidence, she pulled out of his arms and strode to the center of the plain bedroom, glancing at the large bed before turning around to face him. She held back a smile of satisfaction upon seeing his surprised face.
Mamoru shook his head, grinning. She watched as he went to his dresser and rummaged through it, eventually pulling out clothes.
"Here," he said, handing a pair of sweats and a shirt to her. "It's the smallest I have."
Usagi unfolded the pants and held them against her. Mamoru winced. "I can get you a pair of scissors." he suggested.
"No, I couldn't do that!" she protested, but he was already walking away to get them.
"Don't worry; I don't even wear them anymore." Mamoru said when he came back.
She took the scissors, biting her lip. Then she nodded and he left the room so she could change.
Mamoru sipped his coffee as he stirred the brown powder into the hot water.
He couldn't help the stray thoughts that wandered into his mind thinking about a certain beautiful girl changing in his bedroom, into his clothes.
He tried to banish those thoughts when he heard the click of the door being unlocked and opened.
"Mamoru?" she called.
"I'm in the kitchen."
He choked on his coffee when she appeared in the kitchen door way. The shirt was tied at her waist with the hair band that had held her hair up, and her golden locks fell to her waist. The sweatpants had been cut into shorts. Short shorts.
Those thoughts refused to go.
He gave a low whistle. "Hi."
She blushed. "Hi."
He held up the mug. "Hot chocolate?"
He smiled at the way her face lit up. "Please," she drank a long sip. "Mm, it's delicious. Thank you."
Mamoru nodded. "Wanna watch a movie?"
Usagi touched her swollen lips lightly, still dazed from the kiss. Mamoru rested his head atop of hers, arms wrapped around her again.
She couldn't exactly remember why and how the kiss had happened, only that their eyes had met during the movie, then the next thing she knew they were sharing a heated kiss.
She leaned into his chest. "Mamoru," she started softly. "I haven't been totally honest with you, and neither has Minako."
"You know her?"
"She's my best friend." Usagi replied, pulling away guiltily. "She has a hobby of playing Cupid."
He gazed at her, no trace of anger in his eyes. "And we were the latest victims, huh?"
Usagi bit her lip and nodded.
"Makoto too?"
"Yes. And I'm more than sure my friend Ami broke my car and Rei was spying on us at the restaurant. They were driving in the car behind us on the way here."
There was a long, uneasy silence; Usagi squirmed in Mamoru's lap, who stared out into space.
"I think I kinda like her matchmaking." he finally said, and grinned.
Usagi gaped. "You're not mad?"
His grin grew into a smirk. "After a kiss like that, how could I be?"
Usagi shook her head and slapped him playfully. "You're an evil demon."
His reply was to kiss her again.
It feels so nice to be ungrounded... review? pretty pretty please? ~ I'm listening to P!nk :P
FINALLY! The error type two has been fixed for me! So very happy... xD
