Chapter 3 – Kushrinada Usagi
"How do you know that name?!" She demanded.
"Huh? That." He said, seeing a bracelet that was wrapped around her wrist. It was solid silver and had the name 'Kushrinada Usagi' printed in fancy lettering. She grabbed the bracelet, taking it off, and jamming it deep into one of the pockets of her cloak.
"I'm sorry I lied. I don't want to go back. I refuse to go back." She said quietly.
"It's all right, you were afraid if anyone knew, they'd turn you in, right?" He asked, giving her a warm smile.
"Yeah... please." She started but was cut off.
"Don't worry, Sakura, I won't tell anyone who you are." He said, still smiling. She couldn't help but smile. He was being so kind to her yet he didn't even know why she left.
"Don't you even want to know why?" Usagi asked.
"I'm not going to ask. It's your decision if you want to tell me or not." Quatre said, still smiling. Usagi looked away. 'He's so innocent. I don't want to get him involved in this whole mess'. Usagi thought.
"I will tell you, when the time comes." Usagi said simply fiddling with the strings on the front of her cloak.
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"Well here we are," Quatre said as the pair stepped off the shuttle. "This is the Winner colony." The stepped out of the airport, walking toward a limo that was waiting by the curb.
"Wow, I've never been on a space colony before," She said, her eyes taking in the whole scene. "It's so gloomy up here, though." She commented.
"I guess it is kind of gloomy looking. Mybe if you could see the sun it would be a little better." He said, helping her into the limo.
"Master Quatre, who's the young lady?" The driver asked after Usagi climbed in.
"She is a guest. We must make a stop at the nearest Department Store." Quatre said.
"Yes sir." The driver said, closing the door after Quatre climbed in.
"Where are we off to?" Usagi asked cheerfully.
"Well I figured we should probably stop at a store and get you some clothes, seeing as how you didn't have time to grab any I'm sure." Quatre said, with the same warm smile on his face.
"I couldn't impose on you, besides, I don't have any money." Usagi said blushing violently red. He just smiled.
"Don't worry, I have a very deep pocket book. When my father died, his whole fortune averted to me. Do now worry about cost, just get anything you like." Quatre said. She blushed even more red.
"You are so kind Mr. Winner. It's strange that you could have been a gundam pilot. I mean, they killed so many people." Usagi said.
"Yeah, I try not to think of it. I had to do what I did so we could achieve this peace." Quatre explained.
"If only there was peace." Usagi said, looking out of the sun roof of the vehicle.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Oh nothing," She said, pulling the cloak off her face. She looked over at Quatre smiling warmly. "I guess I don't need this anymore since you know who I am." Quatre stared at her after she pulled the hood off.
"Wow…" He mumbled very very quietly.
"Quatre, why are you staring at me like that?" Usagi asked, a slight pink color coming to her cheeks as she saw the blond boy gawking at her.
"Huh? Nothing." He said, looking away immediately. She noticed a slight pink color creeping to his cheeks. On impulse, she took his chin in her hand, turning him to face her. She leaned toward him, kissing him lightly on the lips. He responded, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist. When they pulled apart, both were blushing redder than tomatoes. Quatre looked away, embarrassment written all over his face.
"I'm sorry…" She said, still blushing.
"It's all right." Quatre said quietly. He turned back to her, looking into her cerulean blue eyes. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her into his embrace, kissing her firmly, yet gently. They broke apart and Usagi laid her head against his chest, listening to his soft breathing. He stroked her hair, kissing her lightly on the forehead.
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"Master Quatre," The driver said over the speaker. "We have arrived at the destination." He said as he pulled the car over.
"Thanks sir." Quatre said, as he climbed out of the car. He turned back to Usagi, helping her out of the car. The pair walked into the store and Usagi immediately began running around, grabbing various things off the shelves.
"Wow, this is so beautiful," She said as she ran her fingers over the soft silky fabric of the most gorgeous dress she'd ever seen. She had already tried on several outfits and Quatre was loaded with bags. She picked it up, holding the hanger against her body. "How do you think this would look?" She asked, holding the dress up. Quatre couldn't take his eyes off of her, she was breathtaking and she hadn't even tried on the dress yet.
"Excuse me Miss," One of the workers said, approaching Usagi. She took the dress from Usagi's hand, hanging it back up on the shelf. "That is our most expensive dress, we can't have some child ruining our merchandise." The woman said.
"Excuse me, but I'm going to try it on." She said, picking the dress up again.
"I'm sorry, but there's no way a teenager such as yourself could afford this dress." The woman said snatching it back.
"Give that back! I cannot let you try this on, if it's ruined you'll be the one paying for it!" She said, snatching it back.
"I'm going to report you to the manager if you don't give me that dress!" Usagi snapped, taking it again.
"I am the manager!!" The woman shot back, grabbing a hold of the dress.
"You're going to rip it!" Usagi snapped, keeping a firm grip on the dress.
"Excuse me." Quatre broke in, hidden behind a few boxes.
"What?!?" They both snapped at the same time. He managed to peek out from behind one of the boxes.
"Mr. Winner!" The woman cried in total shock. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm buying this young lady some clothes. I suggest you give her the dress. I will not be paying for it if you rip it." He commented.
"As you wish, sir." She said, giving the dress to Usagi.
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