Title Of Dreams and Prophecies
Author: Usagirl
A/N Hi everybody! Been awhile hasn't it. Sorry schools just got in the way and thank you to everyone who emailed me. I really love emails.
Thank you Ashley for Editing.
Makoto burst through the door of the small cafe where Minako and Rei were waiting patiently. Usagi was quietly following behind her.
"Whoa! What happened today that's got you so bitchy Makoto?" Minako asked with a laugh. Usagi hung her head down ashamed.
"What did Usagi do?" Rei asked with a laugh. Makoto and Usagi took a seat.
"Usagi didn't do anything. That that that...bastard!" Rei and Minako's interest was peeked.
"What? What happened? Tell me! Tell ME NOW!" Minako all but yelled. People were starting to stare at the group of girls.
"You know how I took that job at the restaurant Usagi was a waitress at?" The two girls nodded their heads in understanding.
"What do you mean, was?"
"There was this food critic today, he came in he said he liked the food and everything was wonderful," Makoto stopped a moment and clenched her fists in anger. " Well, apparently the only thing that was wonderful was Usagi." All eyes turned to Usagi who looked down and blushed.
"I'm confused. What does any of this have to do about Usagi?"
"Well, I thought every thing was going well and Usagi was his waiter and he grabbed her ass and...and he wouldn't stop, even as Usagi was telling him too so... I... I," Rei's and Minako's eyes were going back and forth between Usagi, who was hanging her head in embarrassment, and one very ticked off Makoto.
"And? And?" They prompted, slightly rising out of their seats.
"I punched the guy. The thing is he is one of the most prestigious food critics and I punched him," Her voice was in despair now. "Now I'll never be a famous chef." Her head dropped to the table as the others tried to comfort her.
"I'm sorry Makoto, it's all my fault but he just wouldn't stop." Usagi stated in no more than a whisper.
"Don't say that Usagi, he had no right to try that shit. It's my temper. It's more trouble than it's worth."
"I'm sure you'll find another job soon."
"Yeah! Who could resist you?" Minako said with her inexhaustible enthusiasm.
"You don't understand. This was the perfect job. I was in charge of everything. I got to pick what I wanted to make, the specials, everything, but who's going to want to hire me now that I punched out Alan Granger. Jeez, you should have seen how happy his sister was when we both got fired. Bitch!" And the consoling began, but unknown to the four was the fact that they were being listened to.
A woman sat alone in the corner booth of the small cafe. "Yes sir, apparently they got fired when that Alan Granger guy tried to feel the small one up." There was a mumble on the other side of the phone. "Understood sir. May I ask a question? Why are they so special?" There was another mumble and the woman sighed. "Should I act tomorrow sir? Okay I won't fail you." There was a notable click and the woman got out of the booth, her long hair swaying. Her eyes seemed unaware of what was going to happen, but as she walked by, her red almost purple eyes glanced at the small one knowingly. The group burst into laughter just as the woman exited the building pulling on sunglasses as she went.
"Tomorrow it begins. Tomorrow destiny will start all over again." She continued down the street as a smooth black limo pulled up to the curve and slowly she opened the door and got in.
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Her dream was different tonight, instead of the forest this time she was in a plush seventeenth century style room. Her eyes darted around nervously, where was she? What was she doing here?
She walked around, curiously picking through miscellaneous items. She stopped at a huge painting of a man and...her???
She couldn't make out who the man was, there was something covering his face. Strong arms walked around her and the scent of roses assaulted her nostrils.
"Do you like it? I had it painted while I was away. I thought it would be a lovely surprise. It does not capture your true beauty though." His hot breathe tickled her hair. That voice...it was the same one from last night. He buried his face in her hair. "Mmmmm.... You smell good. I missed you." She opened her mouth to ask where she was but something else came out.
"I missed you to. Why did you leave me, my love? Why couldn't you have stayed?" she sighed breathlessly. Usagi could hardly believe she was staying that. Casually he brushed the hair off her neck and began to kiss and nip at it. Usagi giggled.
"I know, but duty called. I promise I won't leave you until I have to again, Bunny." Bunny? Last night it was Serenity! This was the same man but he was calling her a different name. His hand started to slide down her body, which oddly enough she didn't protest at. His breath was back on her ear.
"You will be mine again Bunny. You can count on that and till then no one can touch," he cupped her breast possessively, "these. No one or I'll kill them." She was oddly flushed with his words, then she was falling again into the abyss.
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She woke up breathlessly, her body still tingling from where the man had touched her in her dreams. She slowly got out of bed more confused than ever. She quickly got dressed and walked into the living room where she heard Makoto talking to someone.
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A smile swept over his well chiselled face, "I hope you slept well little one."
To be continued......
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