Duet
by Zandrellia - zandrellia@excite.com
Usagi has a school project where she has to sing but
she also needs a male counter part. Who will it be
and what will happen?
***
Usagi grumbled as her mother fussed over her hair. "Are
you sure this is ok?"
"You'll be fine Usagi. Just remember what I taught you
and it won't matter if he chooses the mouseketeers song."
Ikuko said with a smile as she sprayed some hairspray
over the locks.
The blonde coughed furiously and waved her hand in front
of her face. -How can anyone stand this stuff?!- She
sighed as she thought of the possible blunders that could
happen tonight. -What if he does choose something silly?
It WOULD be just like him. He isn't very publically
emotional.-
"All done." Her mother said from over her shoulder. Usagi
glanced in the mirror to see a very different woman from
the girl she was not more than three hours ago.
Her body was encased in a tight fitting wine colored
dress that flowed out from her waist gently and went to
the floor. The sleeves were cut just barely over her
shoulders giving the illusion that she was a little
larger than reality. They pointed out in a strangely
familiar fashion.
The front had a very low squared neckline that fit her
perfectly but still maintained her dignity. Apon her
neck was a delicate gold chain which held a star shaped
amulet with a ruby center. It matched perfectly with the
tiny ruby studs in her earlobes and the golden laced
ruby clip holding her hair up.
Usagi smiled in appreciation at her long golden locks.
Instead of the usual hairstyle she had opted to curl her
hair into tight ringlets which were swept up together at
the top of her head with a large barrette. It curled
down over the clip giving her hair a nice smooth and
rounded effect as well as a playful pony tail illusion.
She ran a well manicured cherry painted fingernail across
her chin as she examined her makeup. It was light but
not as light as Mamoru had requested for their date. She
had clear mascara and a pale gold powder for her eyelids.
Her cheeks were a deeper shade of red, but barely
noticably, and her lips were a very smooth wine.
Glancing down she lifted her skirt gently to check her
legs and shoes one more time before they left. It was
the first time Usagi had worn pantyhose to anything that
wasn't a family get together and she was a little nervous
of runs, even if they were skin tone. Her small black
shoes were borrowed from her mother.
She sighed as she thought of all the possible ways she
could fall in the one inch heels. Closing her eyes she
took a deep breath. -No. You must believe in yourself.
Believe in your power as a woman to be all you can be and
you will prevail, just as mother taught you!-
"Come Usagi! It's time to go." Kenji called from
downstairs. She could hear the front door opening and she
stood, quickly pulling on the grey cloak her mother had
given her for the night.
Stopping one last time to look at herself in the mirror
she sighed and smiled. "Today is the day you prove to him
that you are not a clumsy child, Usagi, don't mess it up!"
As she sat in the car she remembered something and
glanced up at her father. "Did you call the police?"
He smiled at her and nodded. "Don't worry Usagi. Nothing
will happen to you. They caught Mr. Ford and he's being
sent back to his hospital. Apparently he wasn't right in
the head."
"Thank you father." She took a breath as she tried to
settle the butterflies in her stomach. -I wonder how mama
got papa and Shingo to not say anything about this.-
***
Everyone gathered in the auditorium as the talent contest
began. Usagi sat, stiff as a board but going out of her
mind. -What is that judge going on about?! We know the
rules already!-
"Many studens have opted to change their acts for
tonight's contest. Please be advised that these changes
will be announced. Remember to be a curteous audience and
refrain from applause or speaking until after the act is
finished. Tonight's prizes are provided by.." Usagi tuned
him out and sat there with a blank look on her face. She
turned her head slowly to glance at the audience.
She could see the girls sitting with Naru, Umino, Motoki,
Reika, and Unazuki to her left in the next aisle. -Where
IS he?!-
Loud music forced her attention back to the stage where
the first act was coming on. She sighed and waited,
hoping he would keep his promise.
***
Mamoru spoke to one of the stagehands as he passed the
time until the moment was right. He had planned
everything to go perfectly and if things went right he
would be the luckiest man, alive or dead, in a few
minutes.
He paced back and forth and tried to loosen the collar
on his shirt. For some reason he had seen this shirt and
decided to buy it for tonight. It probably wasn't a good
idea, since he had no idea what color she was wearing
and they most likely would not match.
"Sometimes you just have to listen to instinct." He
tensed when he heard Usagi's name called. Standing he
took a deep breath and nodded to the stagehand. It was
time.
***End Part Twenty Eight***
by Zandrellia - zandrellia@excite.com
Usagi has a school project where she has to sing but
she also needs a male counter part. Who will it be
and what will happen?
***
Usagi grumbled as her mother fussed over her hair. "Are
you sure this is ok?"
"You'll be fine Usagi. Just remember what I taught you
and it won't matter if he chooses the mouseketeers song."
Ikuko said with a smile as she sprayed some hairspray
over the locks.
The blonde coughed furiously and waved her hand in front
of her face. -How can anyone stand this stuff?!- She
sighed as she thought of the possible blunders that could
happen tonight. -What if he does choose something silly?
It WOULD be just like him. He isn't very publically
emotional.-
"All done." Her mother said from over her shoulder. Usagi
glanced in the mirror to see a very different woman from
the girl she was not more than three hours ago.
Her body was encased in a tight fitting wine colored
dress that flowed out from her waist gently and went to
the floor. The sleeves were cut just barely over her
shoulders giving the illusion that she was a little
larger than reality. They pointed out in a strangely
familiar fashion.
The front had a very low squared neckline that fit her
perfectly but still maintained her dignity. Apon her
neck was a delicate gold chain which held a star shaped
amulet with a ruby center. It matched perfectly with the
tiny ruby studs in her earlobes and the golden laced
ruby clip holding her hair up.
Usagi smiled in appreciation at her long golden locks.
Instead of the usual hairstyle she had opted to curl her
hair into tight ringlets which were swept up together at
the top of her head with a large barrette. It curled
down over the clip giving her hair a nice smooth and
rounded effect as well as a playful pony tail illusion.
She ran a well manicured cherry painted fingernail across
her chin as she examined her makeup. It was light but
not as light as Mamoru had requested for their date. She
had clear mascara and a pale gold powder for her eyelids.
Her cheeks were a deeper shade of red, but barely
noticably, and her lips were a very smooth wine.
Glancing down she lifted her skirt gently to check her
legs and shoes one more time before they left. It was
the first time Usagi had worn pantyhose to anything that
wasn't a family get together and she was a little nervous
of runs, even if they were skin tone. Her small black
shoes were borrowed from her mother.
She sighed as she thought of all the possible ways she
could fall in the one inch heels. Closing her eyes she
took a deep breath. -No. You must believe in yourself.
Believe in your power as a woman to be all you can be and
you will prevail, just as mother taught you!-
"Come Usagi! It's time to go." Kenji called from
downstairs. She could hear the front door opening and she
stood, quickly pulling on the grey cloak her mother had
given her for the night.
Stopping one last time to look at herself in the mirror
she sighed and smiled. "Today is the day you prove to him
that you are not a clumsy child, Usagi, don't mess it up!"
As she sat in the car she remembered something and
glanced up at her father. "Did you call the police?"
He smiled at her and nodded. "Don't worry Usagi. Nothing
will happen to you. They caught Mr. Ford and he's being
sent back to his hospital. Apparently he wasn't right in
the head."
"Thank you father." She took a breath as she tried to
settle the butterflies in her stomach. -I wonder how mama
got papa and Shingo to not say anything about this.-
***
Everyone gathered in the auditorium as the talent contest
began. Usagi sat, stiff as a board but going out of her
mind. -What is that judge going on about?! We know the
rules already!-
"Many studens have opted to change their acts for
tonight's contest. Please be advised that these changes
will be announced. Remember to be a curteous audience and
refrain from applause or speaking until after the act is
finished. Tonight's prizes are provided by.." Usagi tuned
him out and sat there with a blank look on her face. She
turned her head slowly to glance at the audience.
She could see the girls sitting with Naru, Umino, Motoki,
Reika, and Unazuki to her left in the next aisle. -Where
IS he?!-
Loud music forced her attention back to the stage where
the first act was coming on. She sighed and waited,
hoping he would keep his promise.
***
Mamoru spoke to one of the stagehands as he passed the
time until the moment was right. He had planned
everything to go perfectly and if things went right he
would be the luckiest man, alive or dead, in a few
minutes.
He paced back and forth and tried to loosen the collar
on his shirt. For some reason he had seen this shirt and
decided to buy it for tonight. It probably wasn't a good
idea, since he had no idea what color she was wearing
and they most likely would not match.
"Sometimes you just have to listen to instinct." He
tensed when he heard Usagi's name called. Standing he
took a deep breath and nodded to the stagehand. It was
time.
***End Part Twenty Eight***