A/N: The day after is always the best part of the night before. Let's see how Makoto's "walk of shame" really goes…

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As Luck Would Have It

Chapter 37

"You Called Me For A Booty Call?"

Makoto woke up as a small ray of sunlight peaked through the dark drapes and warmed her skin. Her eyes fluttered opened and she tried to focus within the darkness of the room. She attempted to sit up but her head spun a little. 'Mmm... What happened to me?' Makoto questioned herself but she looked around and spotted the bottles of alcohol on the mini-fridge. 'Oh yea...' she reminded herself. She looked over to her side and couldn't help but smile at Lex's sleeping bod. He had his arm draped her around her shoulder but when she moved it remained on her lap. She was amazed that he hadn't woken up but she had assumed the pain killers kicked his ass. Last night by the time she had made it upstairs with some more medication, he had passed out.

Makoto noticed his nice, sexy lips that she had enjoyed the night before. Her eyes trailed over his sleeping form to those strong arms that were in her lap and held her the night before. She wanted to touch his hand but she had a stirring feeling that she should leave. There were a lot of details from last night that were still fuzzy. 'Maybe I shouldn't get too comfortable here. I don't want to get too caught up enjoying Lex. Last night could have just been all alcohol. And I need to figure out what the hell actually happened last night...' her mind went to Mamoru and her heart began to hurt. 'He slept with that girl...' just then Makoto's phone vibrated really loudly. In the matter of a second, Makoto jumped out of bed swiftly to catch her phone and caught a glimpse of the time before exiting the room.

'Haruka?' Makoto thought. Makoto answered the phone, "Are you dying?"

"No." Haruka simply answered.

Makoto hesitated because of Haruka's steely nature, "Is there a youma?" she questioned.

"No." Haruka answered.

"Then why else would you call me at 5:30 AM?" Makoto asked confused. "Like I don't get it..." Makoto asked frankly.

"I called to see how you are doing." Haruka said calmy.

"Haruka..." Makoto grumbled in anger.

"I really just wanted to talk to you. Make sure that you are okay. I know I'm supposed to pick-up those cakes today for the sailor picnic this morning but do you have time for coffee beforehand?" Haruka inquired.

"Well, I'm kinda at a friend's house at the moment..." Makoto said but was quickly interrupted.

"Good! So I can pick you up and then we can grab a coffee or something? Where are you?" Haruka asked.

Makoto was a little bewildered and looked up and down the corridor, 'Mmmm... I have a lot of explaining to do...' Makoto thought realistically. She rubbed her temples and felt a headache coming, "I'll text you the address."

"Okay." Haruka said easily, "See you in 30."

"How will see me in 30 when you don't even know where I am?" Makoto asked.

"Because it's me driving!" Haruka chuckled.

Makoto laughed a little, "See you in 30." she smiled and texted her the address. Makoto walked back into Lex's room and began to get herself together quietly. She couldn't find her clothes from last night but sufficed by finding some black, cotton, guy shorts that she rolled up, 'Mmm... almost perfect.' she admired the comfy length. She did notice her shoes from last night and slipped them on. She hopped around the room a little slipping on the booties from last night and bumped into the dresser. She watched Lex stir from the noise, 'Damnit Mako, stop being a klutz!' she mentally reprimanded herself and began to move around again when Lex had settled back into bed. She noticed the things that she had knocked over and picked up a pair of Ray Bans shades. She tried them on, 'Mmm not bad, I'll have to return these later!' Makoto checked herself out in the mirror and tied her back into its usual ponytail with a loose hairtie in her purse. She felt like Cinderella after the ball. She felt herself transforming back into a pumpkin, the only thing that snapped her attention was the vibrating of her blackberry. 'Be there in fifteen. - Ruka' Makoto read. 'Nani?' Makoto was alarmed and grabbed her stuff to gently close Lex's bedroom door and hustled down the stairs in heels like she was late for the high school bell. She ran downstairs and slowed down her pace because she remembered Bentley's room was near the kitchen. However, she ran into him anyways, 'Damnit!' Makoto mentally cursed but smiled. Bentley was sitting at the island, eating a danish with a cup of tea, and reading the newspaper.

"Morning Bentley-san!" Makoto said trying to calm her nerves but stood still like she shouldn't make any sudden movements.

"Well this doesn't happen too often!" Bentley smiled and walked around to pull out a seat for Makoto, "Morning Makoto-san! It's usually Lex that tries to run away from his guests." Bentley teased.

"No, It's not like that..." Makoto said and began to contest.

"Makoto-san, you're a lady, I know that you aren't doing a 'walk of shame' as you young people say." Bentley said and patted the seat next to him.

Makoto walked over and sat next to Bentley, "Nothing happened or anything, I just have to go this morning!" Makoto explained while watching Bentley bring out another tea-cup, and frankly setting up the table.

Bentley set the last of the danishes on the kitchen island counter and took his seat handing her a tablecloth for her lap, "Makoto like I said," Bentley touching her hand on the island, "I know that you are a lady and I've known you for years. Don't worry about anything, now eat some breakfast." he gently nudged.

Makoto felt that without saying it, he knew she wasn't whoring it out the previous night with Lex. 'Mmm... I love Bentley. He's so wise and understanding...' Makoto took a minute to exhale and grabbed for a danish thats when her phone rang, she answered it. "Ruka?"

"Where have you brought me?" Haruka questioned.

"I'll be out in a second!" Makoto said quickly and hung up and when she turned to Bentley, there was a white paper bag, a tall cup of tea, and a flask of what seemed coffee. Makoto hopped off her chair and hugged Bentley, "Thank you!" she stepped back and grabbed the offered contents.

"You are more then welcome Makoto-san." He smiled at her.

"Please just call me Mako for the umpteenth time and tell Lex, I had to run but call me!" Makoto scooted towards the front door with Bentley on her tail.

Makoto turned around to smile and see Bentley going into the foyer closet and handing her clothes. "Oh My Gosh! Thank-you, you are amazing Bentley!" She smiled again and waved to Bentley as he escorted her outside of the house.

Makoto walked down the front stairs cautiously and walked along the mote driveway seeing a cool blonde leaning against her car, 'She's such a 'cool kid'. " Makoto chuckled to herself balancing her freshly pressed attire from yesterday and stuffing a strawberry danish in her mouth. Makoto walked towards the car and walked over to Haruka, "Danish?" she offered.

"You called me here to pick you up from a booty call?" Haruka asked sarcastically.

"Ruka? Really? Booty call? Me?" Makoto said walking over to the passenger side of the car and getting in.

Haruka jumped in the car and her eyes never left Makoto's frame.

"You can stop staring at me funny, I'm not showing any signs of sex. I probably don't even smell like it. So nothing to worry about. It was just a sleepover." Makoto said bending over the gears to place her dress on the back seat of Ruka's two seat, convertible.

Haruka enjoyed the view of Makoto's derriere in the air, "Mmm... like a man or woman could spend all night with that..." Haruka said to herself and gently patted Makoto's firm butt, "and not have any urge to play with it..."

Makoto sat down and questioned Haruka, "What did you say? And why did you pat my butt?" Makoto pushed Haruka.

Haruka chuckled, "Nothing, just couldn't help myself..." Haruka pulled out of the driveway in a quick but safe fashion. She knew her way around a car like no one else she had ever known. Haruka lowered the windows and Makoto seemed to be soaking up the different feels of the wind being blown in her face.

'This is indeed an element.' Makoto thought, Makoto felt nothing but security within Haruka's hands. However their history was more than complicated. Makoto looked over the blonde and enjoyed the sight of the wind blowing in her hair.

"You falling in love with me over there?" Haruka's steady eyes never left the "line of sight" in front of her but she joked. She heard Makoto chuckle at the thought.

Makoto distracted herself by looking through the window momentarily and reveled in the power of Haruka's element. Makoto looked over at Haruka with an admiring sneaky glint in her eyes, 'I must admit that I do love the way she handles a car...' Makoto thought sneakily, 'But wait why am I here?' Before she could say anything Haruka interrupted her.

"Can you actually pass me a danish?... They smell pretty good!" Haruka said coming to a red light and finally looking at her.

Makoto looked her in the eyes and challenged her, "Only when you explain to me, why you had the overbearing impulse to call me in the wee hours of the morning and to come see me..."

Haruka looked at Makoto and turned her body to face her, "Nani!" Haruka questioned, she tapped her chin in thought, "I'm not the one who just came from a very suspicious booty call... Yea this isn't how it works, you don't question me. I question you Mako-chan." Haruka teased and showed her open palm expectantly.

Makoto reached inside the bag and took a bite out of the cheese danish that appeared. "I beg to differ!" Makoto said proudly. That is when Haruka unbelted herself and reached over the seat towards Makoto, "Ahh!" During the scuffle, Makoto's glasses had been pushed up her face into her hand quite frankly, very tangled in it. Makoto laughed and was tickled for the Danish in exchange... she would probably stop writhing in Haruka's arms. "Stop! Stop! Stop! STOP!" Makoto begged and protested.

Haruka stopped and was already inches away from Makoto's face, she leaned into Makoto's face. The two bodies were only breathing in each other's aura after such an energetic interaction and being so close to one another, "You know you are breathtaking right?" Haruka whispered. In that honest moment, Haruka could only recognize the wonderful attributes of this royal, wood nymph in front of her but was concerned about the storm brewing behind her beautiful, deep, emerald, eyes. Haruka always had a deep connection with Makoto and it felt irresistibly overwhelming and lofty. 'Unfortunately, I couldn't protect you from my initial feelings, my past royal, wood nymph but this millennia... I will be different, and continue with my latter vow to protect you from harm.' Haruka thought. Before Makoto could answer her she leaned over towards Makoto's right hand and bit into the Danish. Haruka sat back down and belted herself in, "Victory!" she smiled and began to drive again.

Makoto could only laugh, "See me in a training room and victory will not be the easy or even that sweet..." she teased the blonde and untangled her shades from her hair.

Haruka only smirked at brunette and turned on the radio but low, "So how was your night?"

Makoto threw up her arms, "Again this 'booty call' that you keep trying to call me on... DIdn't happen!' Makoto signed and enjoyed her tea from Bentley while looking at the passing scapes out of the window.

"I was just teasing you about that... I highly doubt you'd have me pick you up from such a scandalous dead. Considering you aren't that type of woman..." Haruka trailed off, "But did anything interesting happen last night?' Haruka opened up the question and was met with a standing silence, she looked over to see Makoto had changed her confident body language to a posture that dictated deep-thinking. Her feet were now touching the dashboard and her knees closer to her chest. She was tossling her hair from the mini-tickle fight and Makoto's eyes were lost to outside her window. "Are you okay Makoto?"

Makoto snapped out of her trance but didn't acknowledge Haruka immediately, "Uhm yea I'm fine." she whispered as a flood of memories from the previous night were renewed.

"Just fine? Wasn't there some party or something? I feel like Minako mentioned something about this yesterday..." Haruka trailed off as she began to speed onto the ramp of a highway.

"Well it was fine..." Makoto said frankly, "Mamoru became a man again, had some strippers, drank, we went to a club, Usagi & Seiya showed up, Mamoru & Seiya almost fought, and Mamoru fucked a stripper?" Makoto questioned and drank her tea looking out of the window.

"Wait what?" Haruka could see the discomfort in the frankness of Makoto's nature. "Mamoru did what?"

Makoto finally looked over to Haruka, "Which part confused you, Mamoru had strippers, drank, went to a club.."

Haruka interrupted her, "Uhm lets try the fucked a stripper part?"

Makoto sighed, "Yea Minako convinced me to walk to the back to talk to Mamoru and I found him fucking a stripper..." Makoto sipped her tea and looked through the dashboard blankly, "But I can't blame him! He's single let him sow his seed... right?" Makoto whispered that rhetorical question to herself, hoping that Haruka hadn't heard her.

Haruka reached out and rubbed Makoto's leg, "It's okay. I know. You can tell me how you really feel..." Haruka felt Makoto reach for her hand and squeeze it. Haruka looked over to Makoto and say the brunette stare blankly again through the dashboard but this time a single tear rolled down her cheek. Probably unknowingly because she was taken off guard and rubbed her cheek and stared at the tear as a foreign object.

"I can't." Makoto said and paused, "I can't love him because he doesn't love me but why did I still fall for him Haruka?" Makoto looked at the blonde's concerned eyes. "My head swarms with feelings and emotions that I can't make up myself and yet... he ends up fucking some random stripper. I'm just feel completely foolish for thinking that anyone in any millenia could LOVE me! Like why try and especially Mamoru, I'm just stupid." Makoto finally gave into the truth she felt upon her heart.

Haruka pulled off of the highway at her intended exit, "It's okay, I got somewhere we can go and talk..."

Makoto looked out of the window distracted, "Where are you taking me?" Makoto realized her strange surroundings.