~Hello! I hope you liked my story so far! I really think my story is getting somewhere! Your reviews were really great! Thanx to everyone that wants me to continue writing! Now, I've kept my promise and Chapter Two is out!

~*Note: I can't spell Iinchou right, so don't mind me!

~Kaitou Jeanne

Maron, Chiaki, Miyako, and Iinchou finally arrived at the movie theater. There were lines and lines of people waiting to see the movie. As Iinchou stepped in front of the others, he led them to the front of one of the lines. The two guards saw him and made way immediately. Maron, Miyako, Chiaki, and Iinchou stepped in together and found the seats their tickets had referred to. Their seats were each in odd places. Chiaki was two rows behind Maron and only a few seats away from Miyako. Iinchou had gotten himself a seat one row ahead of Miyako. So, the gang was all separated. Maron, for one, was happy Chiaki wasn't sitting by her. There were two mean that were sitting by her though. One had on a pair of jeans and a t- shirt with a green "7up" printed on it. The other man was old. He had on a pair of pants and a striped shirt. Chiaki got up from his seat and moved slowly and carefully down to Maron's row.

"Excuse me," Chiaki said to the old man. "Would you mind switching seats with me? My seat is just back there. I have a little business with this lady if you know what I mean."

"Why of course. I used to date pretty little girls too," said the man as he gladly switched seats with Chiaki.

"Hello, Maron," said Chiaki seriously.

"Hi…" said Maron. She was shocked by the seriousness tone of his voice. "Why'd you switch seats?"

"I was worried about you of course," said Chiaki. His eyes sparkled with delight when Maron didn't try to push him away.

"About me? Oh I feel so touched," said Maron sarcastically.

"Really?" asked Chiaki hopefully.

"No."

"…"

"But you can stay here if you like," said Maron. "At least then I can keep an eye on you."

Chiaki glared at her, amazed at what she was saying to him.

"Maron! Hello! I am Chiaki. Remember me? I'm annoying and I bug you."

"Yeah."

"Whoa, ok then."

Miyako was watching Maron and Chiaki talk and was almost lit on fire.

Then, the movie started and sound from all over the theater blazed at the astounded watchers. Miyako was startled at first, but finally settled down. She had to find some way to disturb this little love fest that seemed to be going on between Maron and Chiaki.

Meanwhile, Iinchou have seen this too, was squirming in his seat nervously. He was not paying attention to the movie at all.

"Maron will never like me," he said to himself doubtfully. Since the movie had started and the lights were turned off, Iinchou and Miyako could only see the dark outline shapes of Maron and Chiaki.

As the movie went on, it got sadder and sadder. Maron was almost at tears. When one of her salty tears did manage to leak and escape, she felt a finger on her face where the drop used to be. Chiaki had wiped the tear off of her face.

"Can't let a face like yours get ruined by something so small."

Maron brushed the spot where her tear used to be and put her hands on the armrest. Frightening sounds came from all directions as the movie turned from sad to scary. Maron trembled as she saw the hurt child in the movie get kidnapped. She started to slowly remember to when she was a child and her parents always took turns looking after her, and then, finally left. Maron curled up into a ball and closed her eyes. She couldn't watch. It was too terrible. Then she felt a warmth come from her hands. Maron opened her eyes and saw that Chiaki had been squeezing and petting her hand.

"It's ok, Maron," said Chiaki. "Don't ever break down like this."

Chiaki looked at Maron straight in the eyes.

"It's not supposed to be like this, not at all. He's not supposed to be comporting me," thought Maron.

Chiaki leaned over onto Maron and kissed her on the cheek.

"My Maron, you taste sweet today."

"Chiaki!" said Maron as she stood up and left the theater. She ran by the concession stands and went into the ladies bathroom. She stood there and looked at herself in the mirror. There was no one else there, so Maron relaxed a little. She turned on the water and splashed herself in the face. She wiped the water off with a paper towel and noticed that the rich, delicate color of her lipstick was gone so she recoated it. She breathed heavily for a moment or two and stood up straight. She observed herself in the mirror. Posing, putting her hair up, smiling. She looked and looked. Why did Chiaki kiss her? Is she lovely to him? Maron wondered to herself as she looked into the mirror. Then, a child with his mom came in and he ran immediately into the stalls. The mother followed him closely. The little boy was only about 3 but he could talk.

"Mommy!" the little shrieked.

"Jeffery, calm down. Now, let's go to the bathroom," his mother calmly said.

"Mommy, Mommy, look at the pretty lady!" Jeffery said.

Maron looked over her shoulder and noticed that the little boy had been talking about her. She walked over to him and squatted down by his mother.

"Do you really think I'm pretty?" asked Maron.

Jeffery nodded and said, "You are very, very pretty."

The mother just laughed and said, "My little boy is trying to charm a lady. He's growing up. But, he still needs to work on his bathroom skills."

Maron giggled and stood up. She was just about to walk out of the ladies bathroom when she saw Chiaki. He was standing on the tile floor in the hall that was almost inside the bathroom but not quite yet. His arms were folded and he was leaning on the wall looking up. Maron ducked down immediately and backed up to the sinks. She stood against the cold marble motionless, and wondered why Chiaki was waiting there. Was he waiting for her? Maron took a deep breath. She brushed her hair down so it would cover up her face. Then, she took a step towards the exit. She crouched down low trying to make herself as unnoticeable as possible. Then, she walked. She walked strait past Chiaki and was almost out of the hallway when Chiaki spoke to her.

"Maron, there is no need to hide yourself. I could tell you apart from others no matter what you look like. You are special and you are unique." Chiaki said this in such a soft tone that only she could hear.

"Chiaki, let's go back. I don't want anyone (Miyako), to get suspicious."

So, Maron and Chiaki walked slowly back into the theater and sat down. During the rest of the movie, Chiaki kept his distance.

"She's had enough for one night," Chiaki murmured silently to himself.

The movie was over and everyone started to leave. One by one, the rows and rows of seats were emptied. Then, everyone was gone. Almost everyone. Miyako and Iinchou had walked each other home. Miyako, suspicious of what happened in the movie theater, and Iinchou happy that Maron wasn't hurt. But, Maron, Maron was still sitting in her seat. Chiaki was almost out the door when he suddenly noticed her.

"Maron! Come on!" shouted Chiaki.

Maron turned her head slowly and looked at Chiaki.

"I want to stay here for a little while."

Chiaki nodded and sat down in a seat a few rows behind her. Suddenly, he heard a booming crash behind him. The doors had crashed into each other, and the emergency doors crashed down and couldn't be tighter. They wouldn't be getting out of this place for a while. Maron seemed undisturbed though. She just stayed sitting. Chiaki gradually walked up to her.

"Maron…" said Chiaki.

"Leave me alone."

"No, but, the doors,"

"They're shut, we cant get out, right? Isn't that what you were going to say to me?" asked Maron.

"Well, yeah. But I though that you might be, well, you know, uncomfortable.

"I'm fine."

Chiaki bent over the seat handle and whispered in Maron's ear, "I wish that we never get out."

"Chiaki-sama," Maron said as her face started to turn a shade of red.

Chiaki sat down next to Maron and put his arm around her shoulders.

"I guess I can hold you now," said Chiaki in a joking way.

Maron tensed up a little but decided to let him keep his arm around her shoulders. The theater had a backdoor. Maron and Chiaki both knew it, but neither of them said anything. This was because that they both knew what the result would be. The backdoor would obviously be locked for when a theater's emergency doors fell, the backdoors were automatically locked. Maron started to get uncomfortable. She shifted her arms a little and Chiaki took his arm off. But it wasn't Chiaki's arm that made Maron shift. It was the eerie feeling she kept getting. Maron just couldn't believe that she and Chiaki were stuck in a theater. I mean, when do you hear stories about people getting stuck in the theater? Or do they?

"Chiaki, how are we going to get out?" asked Maron.

Chiaki scratched his head and said, "I dunno, but if you're scared, I'm here!"

Suddenly, the lights blinked and then went out. Maron suddenly heard a whimper come from someone.

"Yeah Chiaki, you're here for me if I'm scared?" chuckled Maron. "You can't even control your own fear."

"No, Maron. That's not me," replied Chiaki.

He was right. His voice and the one whimpering were very contrast. Chiaki looked around, but in the dark you couldn't see much. Suddenly, he spotted a shadow, a figure, and it was crouched down and in the corner by two of the walls. Chiaki stood up.

"Chiaki, where are you going?" asked Maron.

"Nowhere," said Chiaki.

"Then why are you…"

"Don't say anything," whispered Chiaki. "Hold my sweater up and pretend that I'm here. I think I see someone."

Maron felt chills go down her spine. Someone else, in the theater with them?

~Did you like it? I sorta left a cliffhanger there! Oh well. I hoped you liked the suspense! Please r/r! Thanx!

~My comment about the theater doors isn't a true facts. I just made it up. It might be real.