Oh yeah…this fic…well, lessee, I don't have much else to do, so why not? *sneezes* Damn cold…*cough* *wheeze* Just thank your lucky stars I haven't gotten a fever yet and gone all delirious on you. *sniffle*Well here's the next chapter, while you read that I'm off to shoot those damn lawn gnomes that keep stalking me…
Oh yeah! I have a fun song for today's chapter!! It's by Smile.dk and it's called Dancing All Alone! It's a very happy techno upbeat type thing, so if ya don't like European techno, go away, you are a very silly/stoopid person, if ya do, howdy! Erm…yeah…*cough* *hack* *choke* back to those lawn gnomes…
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Dancing all alone singing dum di doListening to the music on the radio
Dancing all alone singing dum di do
Pretending I'm together with my Romeo
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"Usagi-chan, are you ready yet?" Minako stood outside of her friend's room looking impatient.
"No," Came the muffled response.
Minako suppressed a groan of frustration. "Hurry up Usagi-chan, you're taking forever,"
"I'm not going,"
"Usagi-chan!" she cried out with exasperation. "You are coming dancing with me and that is an order! You are going to go out tonight, flirt with some guys, dance, and you will have fun and not be a wallflower!"
The door opened a crack, and the blonde poked her head through. "Do I have to?" she asked meekly.
"Hai!!"
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Minako smiled as she entered the club. She waved to several people she recognized and flashed a smile to those that she didn't. Usagi followed closely behind her, trying not to look out of place in the loud, dark room filled with people.
"Just follow my lead," Minako said confidently with a glance over her shoulder.
"Minako-chan, I don't really want to dance," Usagi said, looking worried. "I'm too clumsy, I'll trip or step on someone's feet!"
"Don't worry so much!" she said cheerfully as they stopped in front of the bar. "Here,"
Usagi was handed a glass of some unknown drink. She studied it for a moment.
"Drink it! You need to relax Usagi-chan! If you're going to live with me, you have to live like me," Minako took a large swig of her own glass. "Now let's find you a cute guy to dance with!"
Usagi was lead over to a group of men. She nervously wrung her hands and bit her lip. The dress Minako had given her was a bit revealing for her tastes, and the shoes she wore were beginning to hurt her feet. It was only a matter of time before she tripped and embarrassed herself.
'I know Minako-chan means well, but I don't think I'm ready to date,' When Usagi had made her decision to live, it had been one that she would save the Earth, and if possible, kill herself in the process. She hadn't really intended on starting over and getting herself reattached to people. She had lost the one she loved. It was over, no more dates, no more kisses, no more love. Right?
"Hi guys! This is my friend Usagi-chan," Minako said with a cute smile, gesturing to the nervous blonde. "She's a little shy, so could one of you be nice and maybe dance with her?"
The entire group of men seemed more than eager to do whatever Minako said.
"I will!" One man said, stepping forward. His Japanese had a slight accent, leading Usagi to believe he was from America, or England.
"Great!" Minako said happily, and turned back to the remaining group of men.
"I'm Steven," he said with a smile and a bow.
"T-tsukino Usagi," she managed.
"Would you like to dance?"
"I-I guess, except, sorry ahead of time for stepping on your feet," she said apologetically.
He smiled. "That's okay, I'm sure you won't,"
They headed out onto the dance floor. A fast dance song was playing and the lights flashed brightly over the sea of moving bodies. They began to dance and Usagi felt herself relax a little, helped somewhat by the drink she had just had.
"Itai!"
"Oops, gomen!"
"It's okay,"
"Itai!"
"Gomen!"
After several minutes of toe-breaking fun, the song ended.
"Why don't we go and sit down," Steven suggested. "We can talk,"
"Umm, okay, it'd probably be good if you elevated your foot," Usagi agreed, and they headed over to where several tables and comfortable chairs were set up.
Minako waved at them from her place on the dance floor, surrounded by men.
"So, are you from around here?" he asked once they had found a place to sit and ordered drinks.
"Not really, I've lived in Juuban District in Tokyo for most of my life, but I just moved in with Minako-chan around here," she replied. "What about you?"
"I was born in America, but I came here for college," he replied.
"Oh really," Usagi said, feeling a lump rise up in her throat.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, concerned at her sudden change in mood.
"M-my fiancé went to college in America for a while," she said with a sad smile. "Funny thing though, he didn't actually get there, there was this plane crash and this crazy lady who wanted to take over the world, but he was okay," she took another sip of her drink.
"Are you two still engaged?" Steven asked, his brow furrowing.
"Oh no, you see," Usagi said, her tongue rapidly loosening. "He's dead,"
"I'm so sorry," he said sincerely.
Usagi finished her second glass. "Oh don't be," she said with a wave of her hand. "I'm over it, it was almost a year ago,"
"M-may I ask how he died?"
"Oh he shot himself in the head," Usagi mimicked the movement, then burst out into giggles. "He was sitting his chair just like he always did, I didn't even know he owned a gun!"
"O-Oh," Steven was beginning to look for possible escape routes, such as the door.
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Speaking of doors, can you guess who would be the last person caught dead entering a nightclub? And you thought I wouldn't…well, I would. (*BIG evil grin*)
Vejiita was having a bad night. Bulma had made him sleep on the couch, the gravity room was still broken, and Gokou was still dead, so he had nowhere to go. Well, Vejiita decided he'd do what he always did whenever he was bored, he flew around and terrorized people in the city, which included blowing up random buildings.
The doors of the club burst open, and there stood the Saiya-no-Ouji himself in all of his receding hairline glory.
"Oi! Weak humans of Earth, prepare to meet Kami-sama!" he shouted, and was promptly ignored. Nobody ignores Vejiita and gets away with it. "Stupid weaklings! Don't you recognize royalty when it barges into your deranged cave of flashing lights and loud rhythmic noise?!"
The two bouncers arrived. "Excuse me sir, but we're going to have to ask you to take your little show on the road," One said as they tried to subdue him.
"Show?!" Vejiita roared. "I'll give you a show!"
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"Could one of you guys get me a soda?" Minako asked her group of men.
"I'll do it!"
"No I'll do it!"
"She was asking me!"
Minako watched on with amusement as they fought over her. She wasn't terribly amused however when she noticed a certain short, spiky-haired man causing a scene. "Why don't a couple of you get me a soda, and the rest of you go help the bouncers kick that guy with absolutely no hair or fashion sense out," she suggested.
"Hai!" They all chorused.
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"You know what I miss about Mamo-chan," Usagi said, downing her sixth glass. "I miss the way he used to call me Usako, and the way he used to tell me to go study, and the way he blinked…one time, he got something stuck in his eye and he started blinking really fast, it was so cute…" she trailed off with a bemused smile on her lips.
Steven sat there, some huge amount of willpower holding him in his place.
Usagi was continuing on her list of what she missed about Mamoru when one of the bouncers was sent flying and landed on their table. "He's got Mamo-chan's dimples!" Usagi wailed, and burst into tears. "I miss Mamo-chan!" she sobbed, completely unaware of the large brawl that was going on.
"Usagi-chan I think it's time we go," Minako said, dodging between the ki blasts and panicking people. "Oh dear, Usa-chan how many of those did you have?"
"Um…six…seven…" she began to count the empty glasses. "Eleventy one," she said with a grin. "…that was Mamo-chan's favorite number!" she broke down into sobs again.
"Usagi-chan, we need to get you home," Minako hefted her friend up and half-carried her out the door. "Maybe it's not a good idea for you to start dating just yet," she said hastily.
"Oh I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedalee dee dee," Usagi sang. "Here they are a-standing in a row, big ones small ones, some as big as your head!" she hiccupped. "Minako-chan?"
"What is it Usagi-chan?" Minako asked as she guided Usagi into the front seat of her car.
"How come my coconuts are smaller than your coconuts?"
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Well…that was odd…o.O;; Sorry, I'm in an odd mood, and I just had a good idea for a horror fic…oh well, I'll get to work on that…since the lawn gnomes and I have reached a stalemate there's not much else to do. *cough* *sneeze*
Review…or whatever…