A Fangirl's Dream
Chapter Three
For the love of soap operas...
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Disclaimer: Don't sue. I own diddly squat and a penny. I hurt my wrist falling in our driveway (^.^;) and I'm losing my voice. By the way, I don't actually watch soap operas. I'm stuck in school, instead. You can tell I'm a shoujo manga fan, ne?

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Midori sobbed uncontrollably into an oversized handkerchief.
Jim almost crashed into a wall as he slid into view. "Midori-chan! What's wrong?"
"It's so... sad! Hayami is dying in Miome's arms! She never told him she loved him, and now it's too late!"
"How the hell can ANYBODY get so upset over a damn SOAP OPERA?"
She sniffled. "You don't have to be so mean about it!" She burst into tears.
"Wah! Don't get upset! I'm sorry! Don't cry!"
"Sorry. I just get a little... emotional over things like this!" she sobbed.
"Aww. There, there!" he teased in a mock comforting voice, hugging her.
She blushed like someone out of shoujo manga, and then proceeded to wipe her eyes. "Jim, you're so sweet! I'm the luckiest girl in the universe!"
That last comment had confused him. "And what is that supposed to mean?"
"I'm lucky to have met such a wonderful guy!"
Confusedly, he pointed at himself, her, and then himself again. "Me? But... Me? You think? Me? I'm... great? Do you mean...? Boy... friend? Huh?"
She smiled. "You're so cute when you're confused! My darling!"
Jim's look of confusion was replaced by blushing as she hugged him.

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"Hey...Gene... Think they know we're here?" Aisha whispered from behind the corner.
"Not a chance. They're too busy to notice anything."

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One of Midori's sensitive (for a terran's, at least) ears twitched slightly. "Is it just me, or d'you hear something?"
"I hear it, too."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Don't they know it's impolite to spy?"
The fangirl picked up the "Outlaw Star Owner's Manual" (A/N: I want!) and threw it at a corner.
"OW! Aisha, don't use me as a human shield!"
"You're too convenient to pass up."
The two twelve year olds sweatdropped. "Jim, are all adults insane?"
"I believe so."
"We're doomed, then."
He nodded. "Yes, we are."

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Everybody was a lot happier because they were back in their own home. Midori had somehow managed to worm her way into sharing a room with Jim...

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(A/N: Wai! A flashback!)
"But why can't I sleep in Jim's room?" Midori whined.
"Because you made his nose bleed at the hotel! We had to pay the cleaning bill for it!" Aisha scolded.
"I promise I'll clean it up if it happens here! Besides that, I can't sleep in anybody else's room!"
"Huh?"
"Aisha-sama and the other ladies need privacy from somebody as meddlesome as me. I don't trust Gene enough to sleep in his room, either."
"Nice to know what your opinion of me is..." Gene sulked.
"I don't mean it like that, Gene-sama! I'd just rather not have to leave the room every time you bring a girl home."
"Must you bring THAT up?"
"Well? Can I stay in Jim-kun's room? Please?"
The three women looked at each other, and then nodded.
"WAI!"
Jim had been standing there during the conversation, full of angst. Do I want her in my room... or not?

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WE CAN'T AFFORD ANOTHER BED???!!!" Jim shrieked at Gene, his face turning red, but not out of blushing.
"Our budget's really tight. We haven't had a job in a long time," the irritated pilot explained. "Besides, you should be grateful you have such a sweet girlfriend!"
Jim's hand shook angrily and his eye twitched. "SHE IS NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"
"Jim," Midori said softly. "Don't take your anger out on Gene-sama. It's not his fault I'm so annoying."
He suddenly sobered, seeing there were tears in her eyes. "I... I'm s-"
But it was too late. She ran off as fast as she could.
"Wait! Midori-chan!"

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Midori stopped running and quickly hid behind the tube thing at the little playground. If this doesn't work, nothing will! she thought to herself.