Title: All the things she said
Chapter Three
Author: Kiss This
Disclaimer: I don't own shit. [Except for the plot 'o course]
Summary: AU. Usagi is a famous singer, and is the younger sister of Setsuna, a prominent female model. When Usagi and Setsuna organize a fashion show at their mansion, in order to raise money for a good cause, by selling all the clothes they invite all the biggest celebs; actors and actresses, athletes, politicians, everyone who's a someone. One of those select few is the racecar driving champion, Haruka Ten'ou who finds something she wants that isn't on the order form.
A/N: READ ME!!! Ok, constructive criticism is great, but I'd appreciate it if no one reviewed saying how OOC the characters are. I LIKE THEM THE WAY THEY ARE! Thank you.
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Setsuna was furious. Sure, her outward appearance was one of calmness and classic elegance, but inwardly she was seething. Now the entire world would think she and Haruka were together! *Is she trying to humiliate me?!*
She turned her face from the cameras to the pathway in front of her and froze. Her face softened as her stern garnet eyes took in the pair in front of her. The tenderness and emotion that radiated off of her sister made her realize that things had worked out for Usagi after all.
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After the quartet was seated at one of the window-side tables for four, a pair of waiters stepped over to their table to take their coats and their orders. As Usagi leaned forward slightly to slide her arms free of her coat Haruka took the opportunity to whisper into her ear.
"Good answer."
Usagi grinned. Coughing slightly, she looked around mischievously before address the rest of the party.
"Does anybody know whose birthday it is?"
Setsuna scoffed at her, waving her hand idly. "Of course!"
Usagi quirked an eyebrow in question. Prompted to answer, Setsuna rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "It's...uh...er..."
Usagi laughed out loud, which only made Setsuna all the more flustered.
"It'll come to me." The green-haired woman shot back in haughty indignation.
Michiru, however, didn't seem the least bit embarrassed at her lack of information because she smiled softly and gave a small little laugh along with Usagi. "I'm invited to so many of these things, and I honestly can't remember who they're for most of the time."
"It's the same with me," Usagi agreed.
Haruka nodded her shaggy head in further agreement, "It makes me feel kind of bad."
Usagi turned in her chair and gave her new girlfriend a look. "No it doesn't!" She exclaimed.
Haruka shrugged, "Yeah, you're right. I don't really care."
Usagi rolled her eyes, but secretly felt a wave of adrenaline surge through her when Haruka's warm lips curved into her trademark half-smile. Despite all her attempts to finish out the peak of her career without any distractions, she found herself falling head over heels the minute she had laid eyes on one Haruka Ten'ou.
But damn...she was hot!
Michiru rolled her aquamarine eyes as Usagi's features changed to a great, Cheshire-cat grin and her eyes took on a glassy look.
"Excuse me, Miss?"
Michiru looked up, as a waiter set down a strawberry daiquiri in front of her.
"From that man at the bar." Michiru looked in the direction the waiter was pointing at the handsome man leaning casually against the bar counter. His raven hair and dark eyes certainly categorized him as the tall, dark and handsome type.
[A/N: wonder who it iiiiiiiiiis!]
Michiru smiled and raised her glass in silent toast with the man, before turning to the waiter; the elegant smile still pasted on her face. "Thank the gentleman for the drink, but tell him that I don't date men who hang out at bars."
The waiter nodded his understanding before silently slipping away. Setsuna, who had been unobtrusively eavesdropping on the entire affair, looked at her in interest through the corner of her eye. The unique musician simply stared her down with smiling eyes over the rim of her glass as she drank.
Mmm...the thought of Haruka in just that white, dress shirt makes me feel kind of h-
"Miss?"
Usagi looked up at the waitress standing beside her and blinked rapidly for a moment as if just waking up, "Yes?"
"The woman at the corner sent this." The lady turned sideways slightly and pointed off in a direction.
"What? Is this like the drink delivery hotspot?" Setsuna murmured over the edge of her coffee cup.
Haruka looked up in faintly masked interest from her Caesar salad and watched through calculating sea-green eyes for Usagi's reaction. The blonde smiled and handed the untouched margarita back to the waiting waitress. "Could you tell them, that while I'm flattered by the gesture, I am here with someone..."
Out of curiosity her azure eyes drifted into the direction the serving lady was pointing, "Oh my God!" She laughed a little with shock, "Oh. My. God!"
Haruka leaned over so she could get a better view on who Usagi was so "surprised" by. She cocked her head to the side slightly, and her sandy-blonde bangs drifted over one turquoise eye. "Hey! Aren't those the Three Lights?"
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R & R! Yeah I know it wasn't that long, but I thought it'd be a good cliffhanger. (Btw, the Three Lights are gonna be girls in this story...just for journalistic purposes.)
And yes, the man at the bar who gave Michi a drink WAS Mamo-baka! Ha ha! He got shot down!
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