Don't Wanna Lose You Now - Part Five
By: PhoenixStAr
Rating: Pg-13

Disclaimer: Sailormoon not mine. However, Fenikkusu Kirei *is* mine, so
please ask before you use her.

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Narrator's P.O.V.
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Minako dashed into the restaurant five minutes before the
opening.

Rei exploded. "THERE YOU ARE! And just *where* were you?"

"Gomen, Rei-tachi. I..." Minako paused when she saw Usagi,
"I had to talk to my agent." (AN: The ending 'tachi' means 'others'
so 'Rei-tachi' means 'Rei and others' or 'Rei and everyone'.)

Realisation dawned on the four formerly waiting girls,
save for Usagi. "Oh..."

"Then why didn't you call and say so?!?"

"I didn't have time, okay?" Mina's eyes flashed dangerously
as she glared at Rei.

"Hmph. You could've just said so." Rei turned and flipped
her long hair over her shoulder.

Makoto, unable to be patient and wait for Minako's plan,
pulled her aside while Ami and Usagi chatted and Rei eyed the food.
"So? What's your plan?"

Grinning, Minako pulled out a small vial filled with a clear
liquid out of her purse.

"What? You're going to poison Karla? I mean, I hate her
too, demo I don't think that murder's the best way to go through
with this!"

The blonde woman quickly waved away Makoto's protests.
"It's not poison, baka. It's something we use in movies. Sort
of a make up effect."

"What does it do?"

"You'll find out!" Minako grinned deviously and handed
the vial to the other confused girl. "Just put a few drops in
her drink or in her food later on, okay? Preferably Karla's drink,
and remember to stir, if possible."

"Umm...I'll try. Are you sure it's not poison?"

"IT'S NOT POISON!" Minako's outburst caused
everyone in the room to look at her.

Sweatdrop.

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"Mamoru-chan? Baby, you ready?" Karla primped her hair
and turned around a couple times, checking herself out in the
mirror.

"Hai, just let me get my keys." A deep voice answered.
Mamoru ran his hand through his hair. Questions floated through
his mind. Would she be there? Should he even ask these questions
when he's engaged? Could the rumors be true? Maybe it *was*
just physical attraction that brought Karla and himself together.
That she was only in to him for his money.

"How did you get invitations to this grand opening anyway,
baby?" 'Let's hope that blonde ditz doesn't show up.'

"I'm old friends with the owner and head chef." 'Knowing
Mako, she probably *did* invite Usa...'

Karla's eyes narrowed when she saw the dreamy look on his
face. 'He's thinking about that bakayaro, isn't he?' Then, in a
sharp voice, she chided, "*Honey*, ikuyo!"

"Wha? Oh, hai." Was it just him, or was Karla getting
more and more irritable since Usagi had come back?

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The party was in full swing. Yuuichiro had volunteered to
DJ, at the dismay of Rei, demo he had turned out to be pretty good.
People were on the dance floor dancing, sitting at the tables eating,
or just chatting and having a good time.

"Great party, Mako-chan!"

"Congratulations, Kino-san."

"Love the food, Mako."

Makoto's head was spinning from all the compliments she was
getting. "Hey Mako-chan."

She turned around to see Karla hanging from Mamoru's arm,
seemingly bored.

"Konn'wa, Mamoru-san."

"Oh, this is Blake Karla, my fiancee."

"So I've heard," Mako mumbled darkly under her breath. Out
loud, she said, "Nice to meet you, Karla-san. I'm Kino Makoto," and
stuck her hand out, American style.

Karla stared at the hand for a second as if it was covered
with disease. Then, hesitantly, she shook it. She grimaced at
Makoto's firm grip. With a strained smile, she placed her glass of
wine down and rubbed her sore hand. "Quite a strong grip you have
there."

The tall brunette glanced at the glass and answered, "Oh,
arigato. I work on it."

While Karla whined to Mamoru about her sore hand, Makoto
dropped three drops into the cup and picked it up in a swirling
motion.

"What are you doing with my glass?" Karla stared at her
with suspicion.

Makoto gulped. If looks could kill... "I was just handing
it back to you. We need the table for desserts."

The other girl stared at her in disbelief. Then, shaking
her head clear of suspicion, she smiled, keeping her 'sweet'
facade to Mamoru, said, "Oh. Arigato then."

She sipped the drink warily. And when she realised that
there was nothing wrong with the taste, she sighed relievedly
and took a bigger sip. Makoto walked hastily away and met up with
Minako.

The blonde turned to her, "Well? Did you do it yet?"

"Hai, I just did. What is it anyway?"

Meanwhile, Ami and Rei joined the conversation. Usagi
was...well, not surprisingly, Usagi was at the buffet.

Minako grinned mischeviously. "It's this harmless
chemical that make up artists use. When it comes in contact
with saliva (AN: Ewww..nasty, but..wuteva.), the clear stuff
turns blackish blue and stains basically the whole inside
of her mouth for a four to five hours."

The girls looked at her disbelievingly when Rei broke
their silence. "SWEET!"

Ami blanched. "Are you sure we should do this? I mean,
we could get in trouble from Mamoru-san and Karla-san."

"No way, girl! Karla just needs to get the hint that
none of Mamoru's friends, meaning *us*, want her there, and
she'll leave. I mean, after all, she never really loved him
anyway."

"Oh my kami! What if she blames my food? Then I'd
get bad reviews, and..."

"That's not going to happen! Everyone in Japan hates
Blake Karla! The press, if they find out, will have a field
day embarassing Karla about her blackened mouth! And if you
want, I'll go up to her and pretend to mess around with her
cup, okay? I can't *wait* to see the shocked look on her face!"

"Shocked look on who's face, Rei?"

"Umm..uh.." Rei stuttered while the rest of the girls
stayed silent.

Then Ami spoke up. "Oh, no one, Usa-chan. We were
just talking about this television show that was on last night."

"Oh." The odangoed girl looked like she didn't believe
them, but she didn't press the subject any futher. "So-"

She was cut off by a shrill shriek. "MY MOUTH! KAMI-
SAMA! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

Five heads whipped around to see Karla covering her
mouth and somehow shrieking with clarity at the same time.
Mamoru was watching with amusement, as well as the rest of the
guests. Flashes were seen as pictures by the press were taken.

Karla gasped for air after the shriek and turned on
Makoto. "You. It was you. You and your food. Your wine. It
was you, wasn't it? I...AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" Without thinking
to use logic anymore, she shrieked again and stomped out of the
restaurant, dragging Mamoru with her.

Usagi looked at her friends unbelivingly. "You didn't."

Mina looked at her self congratulatory. "I did."

Makoto glared. "You mean, *we* did."

"Uh...yeah."

Mamoru walked back into the restaurant, telling Karla to
wait in the car, and that he was going to tell the girls off, but
inside, he just needed a place to release his laughter. Once in
the restaurant, he burst out laughing and five girls rushed to him.

"Uh...Mamoru-san?"

Taking deep breaths, he stopped and looked up. "Hai, that..."
Laughter. "That..." More laughter. "That was precious!"

"You're not mad?"

"Mad? Why would I be mad?"

Then, another shrill shriek was heard. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
CHIBA MAMORU, YOU MAY NOT BE MAD, DEMO I SURE AS HELL AM!!!!! THIS IS
IT! LAST CHANCE, *BUDDY*!" She stopped to compose herself. "You either
choose me," Karla flicked her hair over her shoulder, "Or your little
friends and their immature pranks." Thinking she had the advantage,
she smiled smugly. "Get the picture?"

"Are you giving me an ultimatum?"

"What do you think? If you choose them, you'll never see
me *ever* again."

"Promise?"

"Ha-nani?"

"I choose them."

"NANI?"

"T-H-E-M. Get the picture?"

Karla was silent for a while, while what Mamoru had just said
registered. Usagi, being familiar with shrieks herself, covered her
ears. The girls, seeing Usagi, followed. Mamoru just stood there,
watching Karla's face get red, complimenting her blue-black teeth
quite well, when it came. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
She ripped the engagement ring off of her finger and whipped it at
Mamoru's head, leaving a little dent on his forehead before
stomping out of the restaurant.

Usagi and the girls watched and stifled their laughter.
Not able to hold it in anymore, Usagi burst out into hysterical
laughter. "My kami...that was...hilarious! She...threw...ring...
hahahahahaha!!!"

Everyone in the restaurant, meaning the press, Mamoru, the
girls, the chefs, waiters, everyone who witnessed the scene
started laughing. Wiping tears of laughter from her eyes, Usagi
shot a worried look at Mamoru. "You're not sad that she left you?"

Mamoru stopped laughing. Why *wasn't* he sad that his
fiancee had just left him? One look at Usagi's worried face told
him that he had made the right decision.

"Well?"

"Iie, I'm not sad."

"Why not?" A spark of hope lit in Usagi's heart.

"I...I made a revelation tonight."

"And that is...?"

"I don't think I really ever loved her. There's one woman
that I've loved ever since I met her more than ten years ago."

The spark died. Then a thought struck her. 'More than ten...'
"What's the lucky girl's name, Mamoru?"

After a moment's hesitation, Mamoru bent down and whispered
in her ear, "The one and only Odango Atama."

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Author's Notes: So...how'd you like? Comments, suggestions, flames,
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