AN: Back from VA Beach and I'm updating as much as I can ^-^ For those who asked, this isn't going to be a Noin x Maron story, so don't worry ^-^. Just wanted to spice things up a bit. See how Chiaki likes Maron hanging with another man ^-~
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"Chiaki! Stop!"
Maron ran forward and grabbed Chiakis' arm, trying to stop him from beating the man on her couch. Noin easily blocked him and got away, standing. Chiaki growled and dove at him again, but before he could do anything, Maron stepped between them.
"M-Maron?"
"Stop it! Enough!"
Silence followed. Maron took three deep breaths, eyeing the man who now stood before her. What did he care who she was with? He had Yashiro.
"This was my choice, Chiaki. Mine. I don't know why you have a problem with it. Now please, leave."
"But Maron, how could you, with, Noin? Of all people-"
"Leave!" Maron went to the door and opened it, standing impatiently next to it. Chiaki opened his mouth, then closed it. Shooting one last glare at Noin, he stormed out. Both Maron and Noin winced as his door slammed shut.
Maron quietly pulled her door closed and collapsed, silent tears rolling down her cheeks.
"I'm such a baka. Baka baka baka!" Maron shook her head as Noin kneeled in front of her.
"Maron, I think I should go."
She nodded silently, not bothering to look up. She heard him sigh before he too left. She was alone again.
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"I can't believe she would do that!"
"Chiaki…"
"Why would she?"
"Chiaki…"
"With Noin?"
"Chiaki!"
Chiaki stopped talking and looked at Miyako, who was now sitting on his couch. She had heard him slam the door and came over to find out exactly what was happening. He was beginning to regret not kicking her out.
"Chiaki, you're engaged. She's not going to wait for you. You hurt her."
"I know." He mumbled and slumped into a chair. Frustrated and confused, he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. Miyako's eyes widened as he stuck it in his mouth and lit it.
"Since when do you smoke?"
"Since I got engaged to Yashiro." He said as he let the smoke curl out of his mouth. Miyako grimaced.
"Then why did you agree to marry her?"
"I don't even know. Maron was gone and I just- I needed-" He slammed a hand down on the table and put the cigarette out in the ashtray in front of him. Miyako frowned. He was a mess.
"You don't want to marry Yashiro?"
"Yes. I mean no. I mean, I don't know!" He threw up his hands, exasperated. Miyako shook her head in sympathy. Everyone knew Chiaki still loved Maron. Hell, even Yashiro knew he still loved her!
"Chiaki, I can't help you, but I can offer you a piece of advice. If you don't love Yashiro, don't string her along anymore. And if you love Maron…well, I'm not sure what you can do." She eyed him before silently leaving.
Chiaki stared at the door for a long time after, contemplating. With Access out, he could actually think. Sighing, he decided now would be a good time to get a good night's sleep.
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"Kawaii!" Yashiro's shrill voice could be heard throughout the apartment complex. Maron groaned and cracked open her eyes. She glared at the alarm clock's glowing green digits. Eight in the morning. What the hell was Yashiro so excited about?
That was when she caught the date on the calendar. June fifteenth. She moaned and buried her head back in her pillow. Of course Yashiro was excited, she was getting married in five days.
It had been a few weeks since the Noin incident, and Maron hadn't seen much of him or Chiaki because she tended to keep to her apartment. Maron felt tears prick at her eyes. Another squeal erupted from the hallway, followed by giggles.
"Why can't she just shut up!?" She grunted as she slid out of bed. She knew she probably looked horrendous, but she had to do something about the screaming. She slid into a pair of pale pink slippers before opening the door. Suddenly, she wished she hadn't.
Yashiro stood next to Chiaki as she tried to fix the tuxedo he was wearing. A large box that seemed to have been shipped overnight sat at their feet, tons of frilly pink ruffles flowing over the edge. Miyako stood across the hall, half asleep with a grim smile plastered on her face. Apparently Yashiro had woken her up to show her the tuxedo.
"Isn't he just so CUTE!?" Yashiro pinched his cheek. Chiaki winced and drew back. Maron gasped softly when Yashiro gave him a kiss, but it was enough. Chiaki turned to face her and she froze.
"Maron…"
"Y-you look nice, Chiaki." She forced a wobbly smile and was about to go in when Yashiro stopped her.
"Matte, Maron-san! Would you do the honor of being one of my bride's maids?"
Maron didn't know if this was meant for amendments or to rub it in her face. She figured it was the latter. She started to shake her head but Yashiro took her hands in hers.
"Onegai? I really want you to be there." She pouted, and Maron had to fight back the urge to shove her away. Sighing, and knowing she was probably making the biggest mistake of her life, nodded.
"Hai."
"Waii waii!" Yashiro cheered gleefully, jumping up and down. Maron couldn't keep a little smile off her face. She felt someone staring at her and glanced over. Chiaki watched her, his expression carefully neutral. Maron directed a smile at him, one that hid her pain and anguish. He hesitated before smiling back.
"Marons-san, I'll call you later with the details. Ja ne!" Yashiro chirped happily before skipping off and snaking her arms around Chiaki's waist. Maron waited until they were inside, box and all, before letting her cheerful facade crumble.
"Maron…"
"M-Miyako!" She had forgotten her friend was still there. Maron smiled sadly. She would live through this. There were other guys just like Chiaki, right? Right?
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AN: Erm, a little depressing, but yea ^-^;; This story will be winding down within the next chapter or two, Gomen! I think the next chapter will end up being the wedding and the chapter after that (if there is one) is going to be the epilogue. Just thought I'd warn you in advance.
~Neoshipper~