GEISHA... Life Behind the Mask
Author: Hikari
Email: machi_no_tenshi@excite.com
Rated: PG-13
Genre: Alt.Reality
Part: Chapter 3
AN (10/28/00)-
I AM *SO* INCREDIBLY SORRY TO HAVE TAKEN SO LONG TO
WRITE THIS CHAPTER UP BUT, BESIDES HAVING SOME SCRIPT
PROBLEMS AND A LITTLE WRITER'S BLOCK... I'VE ALSO HAD
AN EXCESSIVE AMOUNT OF HOMEWORK. (SO MUCH ACTUALLY,
THAT LAST WEEKEND I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SEE THE SUN!!)
ANYWAYS, I'M PRETTY SURE THAT NONE OF YOU CARE ABOUT
MY PITIFULL LITTLE LIFE SO I'LL JUST LET YOU READ ON!
Chapter 3:
A geisha with a blue kimono walked slowly
towards Darien through the darkness. Her pale face
and dark red lips accented the luscious curve of her
small mouth and made her features noticeable from
within the shadows. The face of the woman belonged
to Usagi.
She gave him a solemn yet captivating look,
enticing him to come near her. Darien, enthralled,
moved towards her petit figure and let his arms
encircle her waist- pulling her closer to him. Usagi
let her small pink tongue trace the curve of her upper
lip while keeping eye contact with him. Then, showing
him her pearly white teeth as her mouth upturned into
a seductive smile, she encouraged him to kiss her.
Darien jumped at the opportunity, crushing her
delicate body against his, capturing her mouth with his
own. He savored the feel of her petal soft lips, and
with his tongue, he coaxed her mouth open for his
exploration. Her essence tasted like caramel to him,
and he wished he could sedate his thirst through her...
...But sugar will only cause you to be thirstier.
Darien slowly broke the kiss, smiling down at
the woman he held within his embrace. Usagi smiled at
him and raised her lips to whisper in his ear. "I know
the question you are asking yourself."
He breathed in her scent with his intake of air.
"And do you know the answer?" Darien said as he held
her tighter.
"You're always supposed to save the best for
last."
"BBBBBBEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppp"
*/^.^\* end of dream */^.^\*
"BBBBBBEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppp"
"ALRIGHT ALREADY!!!" Darien screamed as he
slammed his hand over the alarm clock. "DAMN." He
cursed as he sat on the bed, raking his fingers through
his hair in an exasperating manner.
Getting up and walking towards the balcony,
Darien looked at the Tokyo daybreak from his apartment.
It was a bright yellow sunrise with streaks of orange
mingled on the radiating rays. Darien smiled at the
scene. He rarely got to see sunrises throughout the
week because he worked from Monday to Saturday, but
today, it being Sunday, he could enjoy it all he liked.
"Sunday?" He asked aloud to himself as it sunk
in that today, was his day off. "SUNDAY?!" He screamed
at himself in a reprimanding manner as he realized that
he could have avoided setting his alarm clock last night.
How many nights did he not dream of her... How
many nights did that same scene not relive itself in his
dreams only to be interrupted by his alarm clock at its
most tempting moment? More than he could count. And
it just so happened that the only day he didn't *have*
to wake up early... HE had set the stupid alarm clock
anyway!
Darien groaned as he debated on the possibility
of going back to sleep in order to dream of Usagi again.
He hadn't seen that little rabbit, as he liked to call
her, for almost six months (this, of course, was not
counting his dreams). Looking once again at the
awakening city, he opted for taking a shower and going
for a walk. After all, it was the month of May, and the
cherry-blossom trees would be in bloom.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Darien was now sure that he was going crazy.
He had just stopped, AGAIN, a Tokyo geisha thinking
that she was Usagi. He had done this *so* many times,
he would have thought that his subconscious had learned
it's lesson. 'After all, Usagi was in Kyoto!' But
nooo... His stupid brain had to think that any woman
in a kimono was her!
"Sukebei!!" The woman yelled at him as she tore
herself from his grasp. Darien could only stare at her
retreating figure. 'Had he really become so infatuated
with Usagi that to other it might seem a little strange?'
"Argh!" He groaned as he passed his fingers
through his hair. He really didn't understand what
the hell was going on with his brain! 'I mean,' he
thought. 'To become obsessed over someone you have just
met once is pretty ridiculous and it literally sounds
psychopathic!!'
"I'm not crazy!" Darien said as he shook his
head from side to side trying to refute his thoughts.
"And yet..." he said softly to himself. "I know I will
never be able to forget her porcelain face and..." He
was caught in a memory for a second, before continuing
on. "Those eyes... those sad eyes."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Two crystal blue orbs tinted with a hint of
desolation shone as they looked upon the man entering
the apartment. They watched him as he took off his
shoes, then his gray work jacket. They followed his
movements into the living room where he placed the
jacket on a chair.
Raising his head to meet her stare, the man
bowed his head and while smiling said, "Tadaimasu."
Usagi was now standing in front of him, bowing
down respectfully. "Okaerinasai."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She stared at the ceiling, her body cold. 'It's
always about him!' She thought. 'It's always about him.'
She stood from the futon and began to place her kimono
back on. She looked around the room. It was now empty.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, she could barely
meet her eyes. It was always this way after -
"Hmp!" Usagi laughed as she looked up. She
didn't know why she bothered to look at her appearance,
because, after all... her wig always looked as if it
had never even been touched. And it wasn't. Not really.
With her danna it was always 'I'm home,' then in-out,
and 'Goodbye.'
Usagi turned off the lights of *their* apartment
as she closed the door and left. Soon, she would be
home where she could take a shower and lay her head down
to sleep the night in peace.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Usagi." He whispered in his sleep as he
tossed in bed. Hugging the pillow tightly he murmured
her name once more. He was dreaming of her again.
With his eyes opening slowly, for some odd
reason, he looked over at the red digital numbers of
his alarm clock. 'IT'S FREAKIN' THREE AM!' Darien
groaned as he grabbed his pillow and placed it over
his head. He had to go to work tomorrow and if he
couldn't get sleep he knew he would be cranky.
Clearing his mind, he tried to think of peaceful
things... but slowly, his dream began to replay itself
in his eyes. Darien suddenly sat up and grabbed his
wallet from the nightstand. Taking out a white card
from within it, he looked at the black kanji written
on it.
"Usako." Darien whispered. He now knew what
he should do.
To be continued...
+~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~+
NOT MUCH OF A CLIFFHANGER HUH?
WELL... I'VE HAD A LOT ON MY MIND!
(HERE I GO AGAIN COMPLAINING ABOUT THE THINGS I HAVE
TO COMPLETE YET HAVEN'T BECAUSE I'VE BEEN WRITING FAN-
FICTION, OH WELL!)
CHEER ME ON IN MY DESPERATE TIMES OF EMAIL NEED!!
EMAIL ME! - Machi_NO_Tenshi@Excite.Com
JYA NE!
ATT: */6.~\* HIKA-CHU */6.~\*
Author: Hikari
Email: machi_no_tenshi@excite.com
Rated: PG-13
Genre: Alt.Reality
Part: Chapter 3
AN (10/28/00)-
I AM *SO* INCREDIBLY SORRY TO HAVE TAKEN SO LONG TO
WRITE THIS CHAPTER UP BUT, BESIDES HAVING SOME SCRIPT
PROBLEMS AND A LITTLE WRITER'S BLOCK... I'VE ALSO HAD
AN EXCESSIVE AMOUNT OF HOMEWORK. (SO MUCH ACTUALLY,
THAT LAST WEEKEND I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SEE THE SUN!!)
ANYWAYS, I'M PRETTY SURE THAT NONE OF YOU CARE ABOUT
MY PITIFULL LITTLE LIFE SO I'LL JUST LET YOU READ ON!
Chapter 3:
A geisha with a blue kimono walked slowly
towards Darien through the darkness. Her pale face
and dark red lips accented the luscious curve of her
small mouth and made her features noticeable from
within the shadows. The face of the woman belonged
to Usagi.
She gave him a solemn yet captivating look,
enticing him to come near her. Darien, enthralled,
moved towards her petit figure and let his arms
encircle her waist- pulling her closer to him. Usagi
let her small pink tongue trace the curve of her upper
lip while keeping eye contact with him. Then, showing
him her pearly white teeth as her mouth upturned into
a seductive smile, she encouraged him to kiss her.
Darien jumped at the opportunity, crushing her
delicate body against his, capturing her mouth with his
own. He savored the feel of her petal soft lips, and
with his tongue, he coaxed her mouth open for his
exploration. Her essence tasted like caramel to him,
and he wished he could sedate his thirst through her...
...But sugar will only cause you to be thirstier.
Darien slowly broke the kiss, smiling down at
the woman he held within his embrace. Usagi smiled at
him and raised her lips to whisper in his ear. "I know
the question you are asking yourself."
He breathed in her scent with his intake of air.
"And do you know the answer?" Darien said as he held
her tighter.
"You're always supposed to save the best for
last."
"BBBBBBEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppp"
*/^.^\* end of dream */^.^\*
"BBBBBBEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppp"
"ALRIGHT ALREADY!!!" Darien screamed as he
slammed his hand over the alarm clock. "DAMN." He
cursed as he sat on the bed, raking his fingers through
his hair in an exasperating manner.
Getting up and walking towards the balcony,
Darien looked at the Tokyo daybreak from his apartment.
It was a bright yellow sunrise with streaks of orange
mingled on the radiating rays. Darien smiled at the
scene. He rarely got to see sunrises throughout the
week because he worked from Monday to Saturday, but
today, it being Sunday, he could enjoy it all he liked.
"Sunday?" He asked aloud to himself as it sunk
in that today, was his day off. "SUNDAY?!" He screamed
at himself in a reprimanding manner as he realized that
he could have avoided setting his alarm clock last night.
How many nights did he not dream of her... How
many nights did that same scene not relive itself in his
dreams only to be interrupted by his alarm clock at its
most tempting moment? More than he could count. And
it just so happened that the only day he didn't *have*
to wake up early... HE had set the stupid alarm clock
anyway!
Darien groaned as he debated on the possibility
of going back to sleep in order to dream of Usagi again.
He hadn't seen that little rabbit, as he liked to call
her, for almost six months (this, of course, was not
counting his dreams). Looking once again at the
awakening city, he opted for taking a shower and going
for a walk. After all, it was the month of May, and the
cherry-blossom trees would be in bloom.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Darien was now sure that he was going crazy.
He had just stopped, AGAIN, a Tokyo geisha thinking
that she was Usagi. He had done this *so* many times,
he would have thought that his subconscious had learned
it's lesson. 'After all, Usagi was in Kyoto!' But
nooo... His stupid brain had to think that any woman
in a kimono was her!
"Sukebei!!" The woman yelled at him as she tore
herself from his grasp. Darien could only stare at her
retreating figure. 'Had he really become so infatuated
with Usagi that to other it might seem a little strange?'
"Argh!" He groaned as he passed his fingers
through his hair. He really didn't understand what
the hell was going on with his brain! 'I mean,' he
thought. 'To become obsessed over someone you have just
met once is pretty ridiculous and it literally sounds
psychopathic!!'
"I'm not crazy!" Darien said as he shook his
head from side to side trying to refute his thoughts.
"And yet..." he said softly to himself. "I know I will
never be able to forget her porcelain face and..." He
was caught in a memory for a second, before continuing
on. "Those eyes... those sad eyes."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Two crystal blue orbs tinted with a hint of
desolation shone as they looked upon the man entering
the apartment. They watched him as he took off his
shoes, then his gray work jacket. They followed his
movements into the living room where he placed the
jacket on a chair.
Raising his head to meet her stare, the man
bowed his head and while smiling said, "Tadaimasu."
Usagi was now standing in front of him, bowing
down respectfully. "Okaerinasai."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She stared at the ceiling, her body cold. 'It's
always about him!' She thought. 'It's always about him.'
She stood from the futon and began to place her kimono
back on. She looked around the room. It was now empty.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, she could barely
meet her eyes. It was always this way after -
"Hmp!" Usagi laughed as she looked up. She
didn't know why she bothered to look at her appearance,
because, after all... her wig always looked as if it
had never even been touched. And it wasn't. Not really.
With her danna it was always 'I'm home,' then in-out,
and 'Goodbye.'
Usagi turned off the lights of *their* apartment
as she closed the door and left. Soon, she would be
home where she could take a shower and lay her head down
to sleep the night in peace.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Usagi." He whispered in his sleep as he
tossed in bed. Hugging the pillow tightly he murmured
her name once more. He was dreaming of her again.
With his eyes opening slowly, for some odd
reason, he looked over at the red digital numbers of
his alarm clock. 'IT'S FREAKIN' THREE AM!' Darien
groaned as he grabbed his pillow and placed it over
his head. He had to go to work tomorrow and if he
couldn't get sleep he knew he would be cranky.
Clearing his mind, he tried to think of peaceful
things... but slowly, his dream began to replay itself
in his eyes. Darien suddenly sat up and grabbed his
wallet from the nightstand. Taking out a white card
from within it, he looked at the black kanji written
on it.
"Usako." Darien whispered. He now knew what
he should do.
To be continued...
+~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~++~+
NOT MUCH OF A CLIFFHANGER HUH?
WELL... I'VE HAD A LOT ON MY MIND!
(HERE I GO AGAIN COMPLAINING ABOUT THE THINGS I HAVE
TO COMPLETE YET HAVEN'T BECAUSE I'VE BEEN WRITING FAN-
FICTION, OH WELL!)
CHEER ME ON IN MY DESPERATE TIMES OF EMAIL NEED!!
EMAIL ME! - Machi_NO_Tenshi@Excite.Com
JYA NE!
ATT: */6.~\* HIKA-CHU */6.~\*