Minako was once again dressed to the nines. Her hair was styled, nails were done, makeup applied, and dress on. All she had left to do was put on her jewellery and shoes. That was a good thing, considering the man she had left in the living room had followed her to the vanity, whining about how long it was taking her to get ready.
"Aren't you done yet? We were supposed to be there already. You've been at this for-ever!"
Yup, definitely whining.
Not that she'd tell him that.
"Quit fussing. We'll be fashionably late, and you can blame me." She blew her breath out, fluffing her bangs. Really, she was getting quite sick of him.
"Damn right I'm blaming you! It's your fault! I was here early!" She despised whining, except when she was doing it. However, there was something amusing about seeing this big, bad, scary businessman with her acting like a spoiled brat.
"Patience is a virtue." Minako trilled, knowing it would annoy Kunzite immensely. She got the vicarious thrill of watching him fume. In fact, she was enjoying it so much she couldn't get her necklace clasp undone. Her hands were shaking with silent laughter.
"Oh, for... give me that!" The necklace was snatched out of her hand by large hands that suddenly appeared in her field of vision. He got the clasp open with little difficulty, then wrapped it around her neck and got it latched again. She felt his hands carefully pull her hair out of the delicate chain and let it fall back down to her knees. She could tell from the time it took for the weight to return that he hadn't just dropped it.
She carefully did not raise an eyebrow, though she felt like it. So! Even though he's still angry with me and playing this game, he's still attracted! She smiled internally. That made everything so much more interesting. She had acknowledged from the start that he was attractive. Heck, that was the start. That gave her an edge, that he wouldn't admit to feeling the same.
As well, it made her smug. She let the blush on her face rise faintly, knowing he wouldn't know what to make of it. She was right. He looked off to the side once he noticed it. After a hesitant moment, she decided to take pity on him. "I just have to put my shoes on, alright? Shoo. Off to the door." She gently pushed him out, following. She'd chosen the shoes when she'd picked out the dress, a vibrant orange-yellow confection. She picked up a thin box sitting on the table in the entrance.
"What's that?" The curious tone to his voice was obvious, despite his attempts otherwise.
She turned to him with a bright smile, though she thought he could see the faint mockery in it. "Why, open it and see! We're supposed to be a couple at these things, aren't we?"
He gave her a sidelong look, not trusting that tone. He did take the box, though, and opened it to reveal the bright orange-yellow tie within. It matched her dress exactly. He looked at it for a moment, then back up to her, surprised.
She sighed expansively. "You wear it around your neck. Like this."
Before he could either move or respond to her sarcasm, she'd undone the tie he was wearing and flung the other around his neck. She swiftly moved to tie it up, completing the task with a speed that astounded him. Once it was done, she put her hands on her hips and glared lightly. "Well? Aren't you going to put your shoes on? We're already late. Quit holding us up."
His spine stiffened, his shoulders drawing back. He shot her a killing glare. The effect was somewhat diluted by the angry flush mounting his cheeks. Minako smirked as he preceded her out the door. Score one for the bubblehead! She crowed to herself. Take that!
Kunzite was fuming on the way there. She'd managed to unsettle him when he helped her with her necklace, but he couldn't figure out for the life of him how she'd done so. Then she'd pulled the stunt with the tie. First he'd been obscurely flattered that she'd cared that much about the deception to do something like that. Then she'd turned incredibly sarcastic, and had proved she could dress men faster than they could do it themselves. Which made him wonder about her...
But the kicker had been that last comment, making out he was the reason they were running late. He'd been early! Now he was fuming, too angry to even think of something to respond with.
He crossed the highway aggressively, causing the girl next to him to scrabble for something to hold onto, her face pale. "What, can't take the driving?" He taunted, not having anything better to say.
She just shot him a weak glare, apparently not at her best either. "I'd like to make it there alive, thank you very much. Even if these things are akin to a slow death, I wasn't hoping for a fiery, glass-shattering, metal-bending excuse not to go." The last part of the last sentence was grated out from between clenched teeth as he took a corner at a speed she considered excessive and with traffic far too close to turn across.
He just shrugged, thoroughly enjoying her discomfort. He knew what both he and his car could handle, and the manoeuvre hadn't really been as risky as it seemed. "Well, if you could be ready on time, I might not have to drive like this. It's that simple. If you really must hold on to something, grab that handle above the door. We call it the 'oh shit handle' for a reason."
"That's not what it's meant for." She muttered mutinously, before throwing her hands over her eyes as the car jerked violently.
"Good, I missed it." She peeked out of her fingers at the satisfied tone in his voice. "Quick buggers, those squirrels. Still, I don't have anything against them and wouldn't want to turn them to roadkill."
She meeped at that comment and switched her hands to her ears while she kept her eyes tightly shut. She could hear his laughter even through the deafening cushion of her palms. It wasn't a sound she was happy with.
Just to clarify, bacuse I realized it might me a little confusing, kunz is laughing at Minako, and would have sincerely felt bad for hitting a squirrel, if he had done so. That said, I hope you liked the chapter.