Usagi lay awake in bed. She couldn't sleep; her mind kept drifting off to
what happened earlier that day. She looked over to her right. That's where
Mamoru would have been sleeping if he hadn't offered for her to take the
bed and him sleep on the couch in the living room. She wished that he were
there. She could curl up in his arms and full asleep. That's where she felt
the safest, in his arms. She wished that he would take her up into that
embrace she loved so much, and make everything disappear for her. Plus, she
blushed; she loved to feel his masculine chest through his shirt. And she
could only image what it felt like with fabric in the way, what it would
look like.
She moved the covers off of her and walked to the living room. She found him watching TV. She walked over and sat beside him. He looked over to her, "What are you doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep." She said, digging into the bowl of popcorn he had on his lap, "You?"
"Same here."
"Don't you have to work in the morning?"
He shook his head; "I'm on afternoons. I start at three."
"What time do you get off?" She said after finishing the rest of her handful of popcorn.
"Eleven. It's a short shift, for once."
Usagi brought her bows together, "What do you mean?"
"Most of the time my shifts are 12 hours long. Sometimes longer."
"That must get tiring."
"Mmmm." He chortled and went back to watching TV. She looked at him, watching his features as the light from TV danced on his face. She wished that the moment hadn't been ruined that day. That he would take her up in his arms again and never let her go. Make everything go away, she thought. It wasn't until he spoke that she realized she had said it aloud.
"Pardon?" He said.
"Oh, umm, nothing. Just thinking aloud." She locked eyes with him. Kiss me, she thought. But then decided to take matters into her own hands. She leaned forward and her lips made contact with his. He was taken by surprise. He had dating a lot of girls before, and not one of kissed him. He was always the one to make the first move and they would always wait patiently for it. But he liked the fact that Usagi kissed. A girl who knows what she wants, he thought himself.
Her lips were soft, like rose petals, he mused. He gently parted her lips with his tongue. She gladly accepted it and played with it with her own. He never knew that she could taste so good. He parted only long enough to put the popcorn on the table and then went back to the heated kiss. He slowly lowered her on the couch and lay on top of her. He careful not to lie on her arm this time. He didn't want anything to break this moment. He placed a hand on her right shoulder and smiled inwardly at the feel of her bare skin, covered only by the spaghetti strap of her tank top that he had bought for her earlier that day. He ran his hand down her torso and put his arm underneath the small of her back. At last, the embrace that she so desperately wanted to feel again. His other hand was toying with her hair. He parted from their kiss and gazed down at her. She looked just like an angel surrounded by endless golden locks. He smiled, "You're so beautiful." He whispered, his voice was so soothing to her.
Her eyes glazed over with tears; "You really think so?" Usagi whispered back.
"I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true." Mamoru traced a finger down the side of her face. He watched as her tears spilt over. He knew that these weren't tears of sorrow. He made her feel so special, like she was the only one in the world that mattered. The way he looked at her, the way he protected her, the way he held her. Everything he did. He leaned forward and began to kiss her again. She placed her hand on the back of his neck and fingered the locks of midnight that rested there. Don't ever leave me, was all she could think.
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"I'll be home around 11:30," Mamoru said as he put on his jacket and reached for his keys, "stay here, don't go anywhere. And don't answer the phone, my voice mail will pick up. Okay?" He turned to Usagi.
She nodded, "Don't worry I'll be fine." She looked up at him as he opened the door.
He turned back to her, "Okay. I know you will be," He placed his hands on her shoulders and leant down for a quick kiss. He parted and looked at her and sighed, "Okay. Call me at work if you need anything. The number and extension are on the fridge. I'll see you later."
"Bye." She waved as he shut the door behind him. She looked around. What exactly was she supposed to do to keep her entertained for eight hours?
"I'm a punk rock prom queen!!! Brown Paper magazine!!!" Usagi sang and danced as she looked through the kitchen cabinets for something to eat. She had found his CD's and strangely enough he had Josie and the pussycats. She had been alone for about half an hour. It took her twenty minutes to search through his CD collection he had so many. Now she was searching for food, "It took 6 whole hours and five long days! For all your lies to come undone! Ooooo!" She said as she opened a cubort and found lots of chocolate. Just then the phone rang. She ran to the phone and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"I thought I told you not to answer the phone." Mamoru's voice came from the other end.
"You have call display genius," She said as she dug her hand into a box of cocoa puffs, "Besides why'd you call if I wasn't supposed to answer?"
"I was making sure you'd do as you were told, but I half to get back to work. I'll see when I get home."
"Kay." She said as she hung up. She ran to the bedroom and started to jump on the bed. God! How chocolate made her hyper, plus the song playing the background added to the atmosphere. The song ended and 'Pretend to be nice' came on, "Well, he looks at me with those innocent eyes, he says." She trailed off as she noticed a pile of magazines in the corner. She stopped jumping and walked over to them. She took the top off the pile and opened it randomly, "Oooo." She said when she saw a picture of Mamoru modeling a casual suit. The last few buttons of the button up shirt were undone, revealing a little bit of that chest she so wanted to see and touch. She blushed a little bit, she didn't know he modeled. And she took a mental note to ask him about it when he got home.
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Sorry that the chapter's so short, I couldn't think of anything else to write
Please review..
She moved the covers off of her and walked to the living room. She found him watching TV. She walked over and sat beside him. He looked over to her, "What are you doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep." She said, digging into the bowl of popcorn he had on his lap, "You?"
"Same here."
"Don't you have to work in the morning?"
He shook his head; "I'm on afternoons. I start at three."
"What time do you get off?" She said after finishing the rest of her handful of popcorn.
"Eleven. It's a short shift, for once."
Usagi brought her bows together, "What do you mean?"
"Most of the time my shifts are 12 hours long. Sometimes longer."
"That must get tiring."
"Mmmm." He chortled and went back to watching TV. She looked at him, watching his features as the light from TV danced on his face. She wished that the moment hadn't been ruined that day. That he would take her up in his arms again and never let her go. Make everything go away, she thought. It wasn't until he spoke that she realized she had said it aloud.
"Pardon?" He said.
"Oh, umm, nothing. Just thinking aloud." She locked eyes with him. Kiss me, she thought. But then decided to take matters into her own hands. She leaned forward and her lips made contact with his. He was taken by surprise. He had dating a lot of girls before, and not one of kissed him. He was always the one to make the first move and they would always wait patiently for it. But he liked the fact that Usagi kissed. A girl who knows what she wants, he thought himself.
Her lips were soft, like rose petals, he mused. He gently parted her lips with his tongue. She gladly accepted it and played with it with her own. He never knew that she could taste so good. He parted only long enough to put the popcorn on the table and then went back to the heated kiss. He slowly lowered her on the couch and lay on top of her. He careful not to lie on her arm this time. He didn't want anything to break this moment. He placed a hand on her right shoulder and smiled inwardly at the feel of her bare skin, covered only by the spaghetti strap of her tank top that he had bought for her earlier that day. He ran his hand down her torso and put his arm underneath the small of her back. At last, the embrace that she so desperately wanted to feel again. His other hand was toying with her hair. He parted from their kiss and gazed down at her. She looked just like an angel surrounded by endless golden locks. He smiled, "You're so beautiful." He whispered, his voice was so soothing to her.
Her eyes glazed over with tears; "You really think so?" Usagi whispered back.
"I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true." Mamoru traced a finger down the side of her face. He watched as her tears spilt over. He knew that these weren't tears of sorrow. He made her feel so special, like she was the only one in the world that mattered. The way he looked at her, the way he protected her, the way he held her. Everything he did. He leaned forward and began to kiss her again. She placed her hand on the back of his neck and fingered the locks of midnight that rested there. Don't ever leave me, was all she could think.
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"I'll be home around 11:30," Mamoru said as he put on his jacket and reached for his keys, "stay here, don't go anywhere. And don't answer the phone, my voice mail will pick up. Okay?" He turned to Usagi.
She nodded, "Don't worry I'll be fine." She looked up at him as he opened the door.
He turned back to her, "Okay. I know you will be," He placed his hands on her shoulders and leant down for a quick kiss. He parted and looked at her and sighed, "Okay. Call me at work if you need anything. The number and extension are on the fridge. I'll see you later."
"Bye." She waved as he shut the door behind him. She looked around. What exactly was she supposed to do to keep her entertained for eight hours?
"I'm a punk rock prom queen!!! Brown Paper magazine!!!" Usagi sang and danced as she looked through the kitchen cabinets for something to eat. She had found his CD's and strangely enough he had Josie and the pussycats. She had been alone for about half an hour. It took her twenty minutes to search through his CD collection he had so many. Now she was searching for food, "It took 6 whole hours and five long days! For all your lies to come undone! Ooooo!" She said as she opened a cubort and found lots of chocolate. Just then the phone rang. She ran to the phone and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"I thought I told you not to answer the phone." Mamoru's voice came from the other end.
"You have call display genius," She said as she dug her hand into a box of cocoa puffs, "Besides why'd you call if I wasn't supposed to answer?"
"I was making sure you'd do as you were told, but I half to get back to work. I'll see when I get home."
"Kay." She said as she hung up. She ran to the bedroom and started to jump on the bed. God! How chocolate made her hyper, plus the song playing the background added to the atmosphere. The song ended and 'Pretend to be nice' came on, "Well, he looks at me with those innocent eyes, he says." She trailed off as she noticed a pile of magazines in the corner. She stopped jumping and walked over to them. She took the top off the pile and opened it randomly, "Oooo." She said when she saw a picture of Mamoru modeling a casual suit. The last few buttons of the button up shirt were undone, revealing a little bit of that chest she so wanted to see and touch. She blushed a little bit, she didn't know he modeled. And she took a mental note to ask him about it when he got home.
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Sorry that the chapter's so short, I couldn't think of anything else to write
Please review..