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Matsuri: Have you heard?! The new chapter is here!! YAAYYYYY!!! I know its been a while. I'm sorry. (Sad puppy dog face) But I'm back so read on. Let's see. Right. Duo kissed Hilde in the last chapter. Whoa! Big cliffhanger! Sorry again. Oh well.enjoy! ^_^

12 Chapter Twelve

He didn't just do that! He didn't just kiss that woman! It just couldn't be true! It couldn't be Duo, but it was. It was him. She saw him with her own eyes. Makoto continued to run. She ran back to the mansion, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

"Oh, hi, Makoto," Quatre greeted her as she walked in. She didn't pay him any attention, but kept walking straight to her room. Once there, she slammed her door and locked it.

"Makoto?" Quatre knocked on the door. "Makoto, what's wrong?" He didn't receive an answer.

Makoto sat in the corner of her room, her mind racing. The lights were off and a little of the setting sunlight seeped through the darkness. She sighed, but it was more like a sob, but she wasn't crying. Another promise, another broken heart. She couldn't cry. Another promise, another broken heart. She had been through these same situations a billion times. 'I should be used to them by now,' she told herself, but it wasn't working. She trusted Duo. He told her that she could and that he would never hurt her, but look! Look what had happened!! Makoto wanted to cry, but she didn't. She had to be strong. She had to control herself. She couldn't. Standing, she began messing up the room, throwing things and just being destructive. Her actions poured out all of her hatred, her anger. She was so hurt, in so much pain. Makoto stopped when she heard a knock at the door, her chest heaving.

"Makoto? Makoto, open the door!" Duo's voice seeped through the door. "You don't understand, Makoto, I-

The door to Makoto's room swung open and her fist collided with Duo's jaw. He flew back, landing on the floor.

"Makoto!" Quatre gasped. Trowa stood nearby and Wufei watched from a few feet away. The tears came down now as Makoto tried to compose herself.

"So what?! Did you tell her that you loved her, too? That you would never hurt her either?!" Makoto yelled at him. "I never ever want to see you again! If that means locking myself in this room until we leave then so be it!! Don't talk to me! Don't try to explain!" Makoto's head drooped as she wiped away a few more tears. "Because. because it'll only bring more pain." Duo was on his feet now. He came closer.

"Makoto, you have to listen to me."

The door was slammed in his face. He stood there, his face inches away.

"Makoto!"

"Go Away!!" she screamed and Duo backed away from the door. He turned away and bumped into Wufei, who gladly stepped aside. Duo stormed out of the room. Usagi was peeking out of her room. She slowly closed it shut.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "What do we have?" Quatre asked.

"We have two mad girls and one pissed Duo," Trowa answered. They were in the dining room discussing recent events.

"Where is Duo?" Quatre wondered.

"On a mission, I suppose," Trowa answered.

"He's probably not going to be able to concentrate on that today," Wufei said, annoyingly. "Then we're going to have to bail him out."

"Wufei, Duo's going through a hard time right now," Quatre said. "Can't you understand that?"

"I understand that Duo will never get the point until someone drills it into his thick skull," Wufei said. "He should just give it up or else keep getting hurt." Wufei left the table.

"I wonder what he did to make Makoto so mad at him," Quatre wondered. Trowa shrugged. Just then Quatre's watch beeped, a mission.

"Gotta go," he said to Trowa.

One day went by. Then two and Makoto would not come out. Duo tried to explain what happened through the door, but she wouldn't listen. They'd leave trays of food near her door, but she wouldn't eat them. It was as if she just gave up and didn't care anymore. Usagi stood outside Makoto's door, her hand outstretched toward the doorknob. She frowned down at the uneaten lunch tray and opened the door with a key.

"Makoto?" she called, stepping over a light shade. The room was a mess. Makoto had gone all out. "Makoto where are you?" Usagi went into the bathroom to find Makoto standing in front of the mirror. She had on a sweater and some stretch pants. Her arms were crossed. Her hair was down and it lay around her shoulders.p happen to you."

"Yes it does," Makoto objected. They sat in silenece, Usagi holding in her questions until she couldn't do it anymore.

"So what happened?" she asked.

"I thought you were mad at me," Makoto countered.

"I'm not mad at you, Makoto," Usagi said., the brush sliding through Makoto's hair. "I was more mad at myself than you."

"Why?"

"Because.because I was guilty of actually feeling that way about Mamoru."

"You were?" Makoto's eyes shifted from herself in the mirror to Usagi. Usagi stopped brushing Makoto's hair now and was just looking at the shiny locks in her hand. "You mean you actually hoped that Mamoru." Usagi shut her eyes.

"I tried to deny it. I didn't want to feel that way. I mean.I'm so happy with Hiro. When you said that it seemed that I felt that way, I just snapped." Makoto lowered her eyes,

"Gomen ne, Usagi. I shouldn't have said that to you." Usagi began brushing Makoto's hair once more.

"Was I that obvious?" Usagi asked, not really looking for an answer and she didn't receive one.

"So what happened?" Usagi repeated her earlier question. Makoto looked at Usagi.

"Duo is a liar and he can't be trusted," she snarled. "I don't want anything to do with him ever again."

"Did you at least talk to him?" Usagi asked. "You know, get the whole story?"

"I don't need it, I saw him with my own eyes. He was.kissing another woman." Usagi smirked.

"Makoto, she could've been his sister, a friend, or even his mother."

"He wouldn't kiss a sister, friend, or mother the way he kissed her."

"I still say you should talk to him," Usagi said. "Even if you hate his guts." Makoto stood when Usagi was in mid brush.

"I can't face him, Usagi," Makoto cried, her face turned away. "I can't! It would kill me! I know it would!" Makoto began to cry and Usagi went to her and tried to comfort her. Makoto cried on Usagi's shoulder.

"It's alright, Makoto," Usagi said. She'd seen Makoto cry, but not like this. Makoto was strong and could surle control herself, but Usagi couldn't see the control anymore. Makoto had completely broken down and was lost. Tears came to Usagi's eyes. Tears for Makoto.

"It's alright," she repeated. Then her eyes went wide as she saw something strange. The main bedroom was.glowing.

"Makoto, miru!" Usagi cried. The girls stared in awe from the bathroom, neither one wanting to make a sudden move.

Matsuri: The bedroom is glowing? What is going on? Next chapter coming soon!!

Miru- Look