Title: All the things she said
Chapter Five
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: Hee hee hee! I just had an epiphany! --wait…that rhymes! Anywhoo, I just had a great idea for an upcoming chapter. It's gonna be pretty cool. Anywhoo x2, on with this chapter! P.S. Just to clear things up, koi means girlfriend/boyfriend in japanese and it can be added on to the end of a name as well - like a title (or a term of endearment).
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Usagi sniffed the aroma-filled air and smiled. Scrambling up from the couch she had previously been napping on she kneeled on the tan-leather cushions and peeked over the back of the couch. She waited a moment before speaking...content to just watch her girlfriend move about the kitchen.
Ok, so the first two days hadn't been the picture-perfect beginning of a relationship that happened in fairy-tales, but they'd made it through together, and who could ask for anything else? Besides...real lives didn't happen like that. Just as they were based on love, relationships were based on the problems faced and overcome.
I mean I've already found out that we have an honest relationship...and that's enough for me. Plus, her kisses don't hurt...
"Mmm. Do I smell pizza?"
Haruka's low and husky laugh was heard from behind the kitchen counter. Stepping out into the dining alcove and carrying a huge platter of steaming pizza she gave Usagi a wry smile. "You know it."
The minute the desired food was in site Usagi was leaping over the couch and bounding over to the table. Haruka had barely put down the platter before Usagi was latched on to her waist and spinning her clumsily around.
"I loooooove you, 'Ruka-chan!" She drawled on, dramatically.
Haruka growled and grabbed Usagi's own waist; flipping her over her arm. Haruka's strong hand on her back was the only thing keeping Usagi from falling. Haruka's body heat began to rise and Her heartbeat thudded in her ears.
THUD…
…THUD
THUD…
…THUD
Usagi's smile was infectious as she grabbed the collar of Haruka's white, dress, shirt and pulled her surprised girlfriend closer.
"I like cold pizza better anyhow..."
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{Later...^.~}
Usagi took a big bite of cheesy, pepperoni goodness while Haruka leaned against the counter so she could simultaneously watch her girlfriend - now lover - and the whirring microwave at the same time.
Actually...more of Usagi than the microwave.
The old, pinstripe, dress shirt that was slightly large on Haruka's tall frame simply dwarfed Usagi. The sleeves were rolled up a dozen times so that they weren't hanging inches off her hands. But the best part, in Haruka's opinion, was that the shirt was just long enough on Usagi that the petite blonde had forgone pants entirely.
She herself was wearing a baggy t-shirt with the faded lettering across the chest that read: Speedy Turtle.
She turned her attention back to Usagi who was, at that time, reaching for the garlic sauce in the box. The shirt lifted slightly giving Haruka a glimpse of red lace making her smirk.
"Yummy! How long did it take you?" Usagi inquired, though her question was rather muffled by garlic-dipped crust.
3...
2...
1...
Haruka pulled open the microwave door before it could beep and withdrew her slice of pizza. Bending over slightly she rooted through the fridge with one hand until she retrieved a root beer and closed the door.
She shrugged, sitting down and popping the top of her soda, "About 3 minutes."
She winked. "2 minutes to call, 1 minute to put it on the platter."
Usagi pouted. "Oh, and here I was thinking you made it just for me."
An eyebrow rose in interest. "Why would I do something like that?" She asked mockingly.
"Because you loooooooove me!" Usagi insisted adding in the classic batting of her eyes to gather sympathy.
Haruka snorted, "Sorry, Sweetheart, but I don't think the delivery guy feels the same."
Chuckling slightly at her own little joke she set down her piece of pizza to take a drink and found herself suddenly looking up at the ceiling and feeling the hard floor beneath the back of her chair.
Flopping herself over the armrest of the chair, she sat up groggily and fixed her dazed sea-green eyes on Usagi who was calmly taking a drink from Haruka's soda.
"That's for patronizing me..."
Haruka crawled over and laid her head in Usagi's bare lap. She sighed and fiddled with the buttons on Usagi's shirt. She turned her tan face towards the owner of her temporary pillow. A patch of sandy blonde hair drifted over one turquoise eye, and her coral lower lip jutted out in a pout.
I wouldn't think.......Haruka looks so cute when she pouts.
"I am so sorry, Koneko-koi. How can I make it up to you?"
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Usagi woke up the next morning to find herself completely alone. Sitting up in the tangle of silken sheets that still smelled faintly of Haruka, Usagi felt strangely empty and cold. Even the mid-morning sunlight that began to stream in from the skylight did nothing to fill her with warmth.
It was only when she started to rise, that she saw the note nestled on her lover's pillow. A sugar-pink, lipstick kiss served as signature enough and Usagi snatched it up; already yearning for something linked to Haruka.
My Koneko,
Even as I write this I don't want to leave you - but I must. I'll see you tonight...
I love you...in all my lives.
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Usagi sat bolt upright, clutching to the bed sheets. She had been dreaming again. It was the same dream...a dream where the romance was still real - still felt.
She glanced at the bedside clock.
3:15...
And already the place beside her was empty...
Usagi was torn. Torn by her feelings for Haruka, and by the feelings on what had come to pass. Sure, the first few weeks were like heaven incarnate on earth...but all good things must end. The childlike love couldn't last in the harshness of reality. Neither of them had been ready to settle down, and now...2 months later, the euphoria of it all had died down to a dim flickering flame.
There was no more surprise gifts...
No more moonlight walks...
No more anniversaries...
No more notes...
No more "I love you"s...
She showered, and dressed with routine precision, and only then...when the steaming water was pouring over her and masking her in misty fog would she let the tears come. Pouring down her face they were indiscernible from the trails of water the showerhead made.
And her beloved 'Ruka-chan could not tell. She thought everything was the way it was at the beginning. She couldn't sense her own change in behavior. But Usagi...she felt the change deep inside her. Nothing was the same anymore...
Many things are the same...
...I am the same.
Usagi sighed and headed out the door. Maybe this was why she hadn't wanted to start dating again...
Maybe her music was the reason...
And now her music was all that she had left to love in this world. Her music, and a pleasant memory of what couldn't last...
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R & R!
Sorry if you're confused, I tried to make it as understandable as possible. Hopefully, if you don't get it, it'll be explained in the next chapter.