Kurisutaru
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Maroon
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Standard sir!
July 2002
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Mamoru Chiba had arrived fifteen minutes late to his lecture. The
students were ever so stunned at the professor. Professor Chiba had a
reputation about him, a sharp, young, tough teacher that would not give
anyone a second chance. To many single women, he was the ideal mate.
All materialistic, logical ways, top-notch job, steady retirement
prepared, and with looks to boot. So how is this ever so eligible
bachelor not taken? Simple, he was too much of a loner to want a
girlfriend.
However, as the story goes. There is always one, one unfortunate soul
that has caught this delicious man's eye. A petite blue eyed-- no,
strange eyed blond. This morning she was driving an old Honda civic in
front of him. She didn't move when the light changed, only to have a
car run straight through. He calculated it many times in his mind, if
she had gone, he would have died. But then, how did she know in the
first place? And how was it at one moment, her eyes were maroon, and
not the pleasant sky blue after the accident? She saved his life...
So many questions flooded his mind. Soon he felt himself physically
tilt over, overwhelmed with too many thoughts. The assistant teacher
found him grasping the desk and holding his head.
"Professor! Perhaps you should go see a doctor... You don't look so
good." The boy hesitantly pointed out.
The poor Professor didn't heed his warning and fell towards the shaking
assistant.
"SIR?!"
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Mamoru groaned as he opened his eyes, the bright daylight stung his
pupils as they adjusted to the brightness. Soon he was able to observe
his surroundings. White sheets and plain concrete walls surrounded him.
The smell of the place was sterile and dead. He was in the hospital he
concluded as he cautiously sat up. A nurse walked in with a loud,
bright greeting.
"Hello sir! How are you feeling? Do you know where you are? What
happened?"
Mamoru held his head, not looking at the nurse he answered hesitantly,
"I passed out?"
A slender hand held his head, he looked up to question the nurse.
Corn-silk blue eyes, filled his own. It was her!
"You!" He barked. She just looked at him, calmly, and began to exam his
head once again. Her delicate fingers caressed his head as she checked
for any exterior lumps or bruises. Mamoru almost closed his eyes in a
state of relaxation, but the thought of who this woman was kept taunting his mind.
"Yes me?" She answered, as she finished checking his head.
"You were the woman in the car this morning, at the red light.
She halted, and dropped her hands to her sides, and stood back.
"You were the jerk that was screaming at me?!"
Mamoru winced at her reference to him. "Yes, I was that... Jerk."
She smiled, "You don't seemed to have hit your head when you collapsed.
I'll have the doctor come in for final checks to let you go, then you
only have to sign some papers."
She began to leave the room, but turned back at the door, "By the way,
my name is Usagi Tsukino. If you need anything just press the buzzer."
She left him, just like that, puzzled, and dazzled by her. Usagi
Tsukino, the woman with unique eyes.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi knocked herself on the head, how could she forget her glasses.
That was the second time today, that someone had a clear look into her
eyes. It was something that haunted her fears that someone would find
out about her "gift". Fortunately for her it was that man, Mamoru Chiba
in room 1094.
He seemed, to her a man of many scientific beliefs. Hopefully, he would
keep those in mind, and his curiosity at bay. Usagi leaned against the
wall for a brief second, she closed her eyes and sighed. His eyes, go
deeper than his soul realizes. They were beautiful, rich, something
about his eyes were amazingly magical. Suddenly remembering, she had to
change the sheets to the rooms on the lower floor, she pushed off the
wall and continued her rounds.
Usagi thought to herself sadly, she knew, there was no point in
thinking about a handsome man. When the powers bestowed upon her,
cursed her with one thing, isolation. For no one would understand the
strange effects or it's power. Certainly not one deep ocean eyed man.
Still, she understood this burden, of seeing future events, visions as
they are called now. It was something her grandaunt had, and her sister
before that. This gift, used to be a highly placed power, however
society has long changed since then, and the past much altered and
forgotten...
Tears bit the corners of her eyes, her fate was already written,
confirmation from visions were not necessary, solitude was calling to
her, all she can do is avoid persecution. She dug into her busy pockets
for her glasses and slipped them on with a somber expression that were
echoed in the steel frames.
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It was a bit past noon, the doctor that Usagi had called for, still had
not arrived. Mamoru folded his arms in frustration, the attraction
from nurses at the door were a nuisance to him. He wanted to return to
lab at the university. His cozy dark hole, just thinking about it, he
quickly grabbed the button and buzzed it.
A rush of wind filled the room, and causing the door to slap against
the wall behind it. A tangle of blond swished before him, a gasping
Usagi stood before him.
"YES?!" she sputtered out as she gobbled more air in.
Mamoru couldn't help but grin at the most comical sight. The action
surprised even himself, for he simply could not remember the last time
anything in this world brought a smile to his face...
"Chiba-san?" Usagi questioned him out of his perplexed state.
Mamoru's face returned to his normal cool facade and addressed Usagi.
"I've been waiting for the doctor to come in since eleven..." He
trailed off as he studied her, she was wearing glasses...
"How come you're wearing glasses?" he suddenly blurted out.
Usagi seemed quite surprised by this question, practically physically
blown back. A hand flew to her frames, and she answered, "Of course I
wear glasses, I need them. After all it's none of your concern. The
doctor, had to go for an emergency, sorry for the inconvenience."
Usagi looked to him, to find that he had nothing to say, he just seemed
to be studying her. The unusual attention brought a slight blush to
her cheeks and she ducked her head to avoid eye contact, no matter how
tempting.
Mamoru realized with glasses, her eyes were dimmed and hidden. With
this deduction, his logical mind went to work, perhaps this had to do
with the mystery of her strange eyes, once maroon, then not. He felt
somewhat determined to figure out, whether all of this day's events
were merely coincidence or there was something much more at work...
"Your eyes are much better to be seen." He said as he realized, he must
have been looking at her for a long time...
She looked away, and murmured something, too soft to catch and scurried
out of the room.
Usagi was a bafflement to him, but there was one thing definitely right
about her, there was a mystery surrounding her.
That, and she looked adorable with a blush.
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Usagi's hands trembled, what was she doing?! Perhaps Mamoru Chiba is
more of a danger than she first thought. Never, had she had a reaction
to a man like that, all ditsy, no control. Sure, there was always some
ditzy, but for a single moment, she forgot, she was different...
She placed a hand to her beating heart, it seemed to clench in pain, as
her mind decided, to stay away from the beautiful blue-eyed man...
Taking a breath, she went about her rounds...
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Mamoru slashed a hand through his agitated hair, he had buzzed four
times for Usagi, only to get some other crazy nurse. Without much more
of a care, he flung the thin sheets away and marched off to find her.
The hospital was alive with people out of their rooms or in wheelchairs
or greeting guests. Mamoru took a quick sweep of the area for Usagi.
He spotted her talking to a little girl in the corner. She had round
hazel eyes and curly dark hair spilling out of her baseball cap. She
was speaking softly, her eyes shimmered with tears as Usagi pulled an
arm around her and held her tight with an expression of tender love.
The look upon Usagi's face rushed a warm, wonderful feeling through
Mamoru, it was glee.
Mamoru shock his head, no, he wasn't here to discover Usagi, he was
here to discover her secret, nothing more. Yet certainly his heart knew
better... (Mamo's brain shoves heart in the back...Kuris shoves it
back...and hammers brain...MWAHHAHA...)
Usagi felt a tap shoulder, she glanced behind her to see who it was. In
the process her gray framed glasses slide down the bridge of her nose
to reveal her very blue eyes. She wanted to curse, kick, and scream,
why was it always him? The one man she wanted to stay away from, to
keep such a careful secret locked away from always catching her at a
vulnerable moment? She bolted up and swung around to face him with a
glare.
"You sir, are supposed to be waiting in your room for the Doctor!"
Her eyes in flames, her blond hair flung around her like a protective
shield.
Mamoru starred in awe, she was amazing, mad. The way the liquid blue
eyes turn to a bitter frozen oasis, yet in the mist of it, is the
swirling warm center. Never in his life has anyone captivated him like
she did, just the simple glare, or a sarcastic smirk, even the
beautiful smile she wears, all send butterflies through his stomach.
Suddenly he felt ill, what was this woman doing to him? He was supposed
to be doing RESEARCH!
Usagi was spitting mad, why wouldn't this man leave her alone? She was
slightly thrown off by the almost tender look he gave her as she barked
at him to return to his room. Internally shaking her head, she grabbed
the baka's arm and dragged him back to his room.
Mamoru couldn't think quite quick enough as the flustered Usagi dragged
him back to his room. His mind worked at the logic of how such a small
woman could drag his 6 feet frame down the hall. She was babbling, he
guessed as he calculated the math in his head, she had finally stopped
at his room door. It was then he noticed a cute bunny on the side of
her nametag, recognition flashed before him, he'd seen that bunny
before. His sight fell to the soft hand that held his, as he watched it
slipped from his fingers, he realized, he had held these hands before.
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Usagi could not believe this man, Mamoru Chiba. He was waltzing around
the hospital like he owned it, she dragged him back in frustration. As
soon as she grasped his hand in her own, she blushed a little. She
forgot what it was like to hold another's hand, it was so warm and
comfortable, something that was dangerous for her to get used to. She
snapped her hand out of his as soon as they reached his room. She shook
off the familiar feeling of the texture of his hand, it was never safe
to get too close, never safe.
Usagi looked up to lecture the 6-foot man, only to find him lingering
over her, too close. His hair brushed her own, as his eyes penetrated
her thin frames and too deep.
"Mr. Chiba?..."
No, no she wouldn't fall like this!
"Please stay in your room, I'll ring for the doctor again, perhaps he
was held up in surgery."
With that Usagi stepped away, and quickly slipped out of the room,
before Mamoru could react.
Mamoru was left to sit down on the hard bed, as he the wheels in his
head began to turn. Where had he met her before? Yet still, what was
the mystery of her brillant eyes?
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*cough* I'm done...... :P
kurisutaru_faithful@hotmail.com -- CHANGE OF EMAIL!!!!
Maroon
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Standard sir!
July 2002
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mamoru Chiba had arrived fifteen minutes late to his lecture. The
students were ever so stunned at the professor. Professor Chiba had a
reputation about him, a sharp, young, tough teacher that would not give
anyone a second chance. To many single women, he was the ideal mate.
All materialistic, logical ways, top-notch job, steady retirement
prepared, and with looks to boot. So how is this ever so eligible
bachelor not taken? Simple, he was too much of a loner to want a
girlfriend.
However, as the story goes. There is always one, one unfortunate soul
that has caught this delicious man's eye. A petite blue eyed-- no,
strange eyed blond. This morning she was driving an old Honda civic in
front of him. She didn't move when the light changed, only to have a
car run straight through. He calculated it many times in his mind, if
she had gone, he would have died. But then, how did she know in the
first place? And how was it at one moment, her eyes were maroon, and
not the pleasant sky blue after the accident? She saved his life...
So many questions flooded his mind. Soon he felt himself physically
tilt over, overwhelmed with too many thoughts. The assistant teacher
found him grasping the desk and holding his head.
"Professor! Perhaps you should go see a doctor... You don't look so
good." The boy hesitantly pointed out.
The poor Professor didn't heed his warning and fell towards the shaking
assistant.
"SIR?!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mamoru groaned as he opened his eyes, the bright daylight stung his
pupils as they adjusted to the brightness. Soon he was able to observe
his surroundings. White sheets and plain concrete walls surrounded him.
The smell of the place was sterile and dead. He was in the hospital he
concluded as he cautiously sat up. A nurse walked in with a loud,
bright greeting.
"Hello sir! How are you feeling? Do you know where you are? What
happened?"
Mamoru held his head, not looking at the nurse he answered hesitantly,
"I passed out?"
A slender hand held his head, he looked up to question the nurse.
Corn-silk blue eyes, filled his own. It was her!
"You!" He barked. She just looked at him, calmly, and began to exam his
head once again. Her delicate fingers caressed his head as she checked
for any exterior lumps or bruises. Mamoru almost closed his eyes in a
state of relaxation, but the thought of who this woman was kept taunting his mind.
"Yes me?" She answered, as she finished checking his head.
"You were the woman in the car this morning, at the red light.
She halted, and dropped her hands to her sides, and stood back.
"You were the jerk that was screaming at me?!"
Mamoru winced at her reference to him. "Yes, I was that... Jerk."
She smiled, "You don't seemed to have hit your head when you collapsed.
I'll have the doctor come in for final checks to let you go, then you
only have to sign some papers."
She began to leave the room, but turned back at the door, "By the way,
my name is Usagi Tsukino. If you need anything just press the buzzer."
She left him, just like that, puzzled, and dazzled by her. Usagi
Tsukino, the woman with unique eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi knocked herself on the head, how could she forget her glasses.
That was the second time today, that someone had a clear look into her
eyes. It was something that haunted her fears that someone would find
out about her "gift". Fortunately for her it was that man, Mamoru Chiba
in room 1094.
He seemed, to her a man of many scientific beliefs. Hopefully, he would
keep those in mind, and his curiosity at bay. Usagi leaned against the
wall for a brief second, she closed her eyes and sighed. His eyes, go
deeper than his soul realizes. They were beautiful, rich, something
about his eyes were amazingly magical. Suddenly remembering, she had to
change the sheets to the rooms on the lower floor, she pushed off the
wall and continued her rounds.
Usagi thought to herself sadly, she knew, there was no point in
thinking about a handsome man. When the powers bestowed upon her,
cursed her with one thing, isolation. For no one would understand the
strange effects or it's power. Certainly not one deep ocean eyed man.
Still, she understood this burden, of seeing future events, visions as
they are called now. It was something her grandaunt had, and her sister
before that. This gift, used to be a highly placed power, however
society has long changed since then, and the past much altered and
forgotten...
Tears bit the corners of her eyes, her fate was already written,
confirmation from visions were not necessary, solitude was calling to
her, all she can do is avoid persecution. She dug into her busy pockets
for her glasses and slipped them on with a somber expression that were
echoed in the steel frames.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a bit past noon, the doctor that Usagi had called for, still had
not arrived. Mamoru folded his arms in frustration, the attraction
from nurses at the door were a nuisance to him. He wanted to return to
lab at the university. His cozy dark hole, just thinking about it, he
quickly grabbed the button and buzzed it.
A rush of wind filled the room, and causing the door to slap against
the wall behind it. A tangle of blond swished before him, a gasping
Usagi stood before him.
"YES?!" she sputtered out as she gobbled more air in.
Mamoru couldn't help but grin at the most comical sight. The action
surprised even himself, for he simply could not remember the last time
anything in this world brought a smile to his face...
"Chiba-san?" Usagi questioned him out of his perplexed state.
Mamoru's face returned to his normal cool facade and addressed Usagi.
"I've been waiting for the doctor to come in since eleven..." He
trailed off as he studied her, she was wearing glasses...
"How come you're wearing glasses?" he suddenly blurted out.
Usagi seemed quite surprised by this question, practically physically
blown back. A hand flew to her frames, and she answered, "Of course I
wear glasses, I need them. After all it's none of your concern. The
doctor, had to go for an emergency, sorry for the inconvenience."
Usagi looked to him, to find that he had nothing to say, he just seemed
to be studying her. The unusual attention brought a slight blush to
her cheeks and she ducked her head to avoid eye contact, no matter how
tempting.
Mamoru realized with glasses, her eyes were dimmed and hidden. With
this deduction, his logical mind went to work, perhaps this had to do
with the mystery of her strange eyes, once maroon, then not. He felt
somewhat determined to figure out, whether all of this day's events
were merely coincidence or there was something much more at work...
"Your eyes are much better to be seen." He said as he realized, he must
have been looking at her for a long time...
She looked away, and murmured something, too soft to catch and scurried
out of the room.
Usagi was a bafflement to him, but there was one thing definitely right
about her, there was a mystery surrounding her.
That, and she looked adorable with a blush.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi's hands trembled, what was she doing?! Perhaps Mamoru Chiba is
more of a danger than she first thought. Never, had she had a reaction
to a man like that, all ditsy, no control. Sure, there was always some
ditzy, but for a single moment, she forgot, she was different...
She placed a hand to her beating heart, it seemed to clench in pain, as
her mind decided, to stay away from the beautiful blue-eyed man...
Taking a breath, she went about her rounds...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mamoru slashed a hand through his agitated hair, he had buzzed four
times for Usagi, only to get some other crazy nurse. Without much more
of a care, he flung the thin sheets away and marched off to find her.
The hospital was alive with people out of their rooms or in wheelchairs
or greeting guests. Mamoru took a quick sweep of the area for Usagi.
He spotted her talking to a little girl in the corner. She had round
hazel eyes and curly dark hair spilling out of her baseball cap. She
was speaking softly, her eyes shimmered with tears as Usagi pulled an
arm around her and held her tight with an expression of tender love.
The look upon Usagi's face rushed a warm, wonderful feeling through
Mamoru, it was glee.
Mamoru shock his head, no, he wasn't here to discover Usagi, he was
here to discover her secret, nothing more. Yet certainly his heart knew
better... (Mamo's brain shoves heart in the back...Kuris shoves it
back...and hammers brain...MWAHHAHA...)
Usagi felt a tap shoulder, she glanced behind her to see who it was. In
the process her gray framed glasses slide down the bridge of her nose
to reveal her very blue eyes. She wanted to curse, kick, and scream,
why was it always him? The one man she wanted to stay away from, to
keep such a careful secret locked away from always catching her at a
vulnerable moment? She bolted up and swung around to face him with a
glare.
"You sir, are supposed to be waiting in your room for the Doctor!"
Her eyes in flames, her blond hair flung around her like a protective
shield.
Mamoru starred in awe, she was amazing, mad. The way the liquid blue
eyes turn to a bitter frozen oasis, yet in the mist of it, is the
swirling warm center. Never in his life has anyone captivated him like
she did, just the simple glare, or a sarcastic smirk, even the
beautiful smile she wears, all send butterflies through his stomach.
Suddenly he felt ill, what was this woman doing to him? He was supposed
to be doing RESEARCH!
Usagi was spitting mad, why wouldn't this man leave her alone? She was
slightly thrown off by the almost tender look he gave her as she barked
at him to return to his room. Internally shaking her head, she grabbed
the baka's arm and dragged him back to his room.
Mamoru couldn't think quite quick enough as the flustered Usagi dragged
him back to his room. His mind worked at the logic of how such a small
woman could drag his 6 feet frame down the hall. She was babbling, he
guessed as he calculated the math in his head, she had finally stopped
at his room door. It was then he noticed a cute bunny on the side of
her nametag, recognition flashed before him, he'd seen that bunny
before. His sight fell to the soft hand that held his, as he watched it
slipped from his fingers, he realized, he had held these hands before.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi could not believe this man, Mamoru Chiba. He was waltzing around
the hospital like he owned it, she dragged him back in frustration. As
soon as she grasped his hand in her own, she blushed a little. She
forgot what it was like to hold another's hand, it was so warm and
comfortable, something that was dangerous for her to get used to. She
snapped her hand out of his as soon as they reached his room. She shook
off the familiar feeling of the texture of his hand, it was never safe
to get too close, never safe.
Usagi looked up to lecture the 6-foot man, only to find him lingering
over her, too close. His hair brushed her own, as his eyes penetrated
her thin frames and too deep.
"Mr. Chiba?..."
No, no she wouldn't fall like this!
"Please stay in your room, I'll ring for the doctor again, perhaps he
was held up in surgery."
With that Usagi stepped away, and quickly slipped out of the room,
before Mamoru could react.
Mamoru was left to sit down on the hard bed, as he the wheels in his
head began to turn. Where had he met her before? Yet still, what was
the mystery of her brillant eyes?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*cough* I'm done...... :P