Rivals - Chapter 5
By: Raq
Edited by WolfMistress
Thanks to Bejiin for the help on the translations.
Tokyou ni youkosou - Tokyo, Welcome
Change of Names.
Kunikaze = Kunikaze
Narahiko = Narahiko
Zen = Zenji
Jayson = Jeshi
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* In Tokyo
"Miss, please fasten your seat belt we will be landing in Tokyo
International airport in a few minutes"
"Oh, Thank you" The trip had been long but in a way restful. During the trip she had mostly slept, only to wake, for meals and to relieve herself from back-aches and sorts.
The plane took its course, smiling as she peered out her window. Butterflies began to flutter in her stomach as she felt the plane land roughly. The Captains voice rang in the speakers as the plane stopped.
"Ladies and Gentlemen Welcome to Tokyo International Airport. It is 5:00 o'clock in the evening and the weather is currently 72 degrees. We hope you enjoy your stay and Thank you for flying with Japan Airlines" whistles and applause could be heard as the doors to the plane opened.
Serena and the rest of the first class passengers were the first to be lead out. She walked through the tunnel smiling and very eager. Lugging her carryon, Serena made it to the end of the tunnel, where she was greeted by other attendants, "Tokyou ni youkosou, welcome to Tokyo".
"Arigato" Testing and remembering her native tongue, she remembered to be looking for an old man, the man to take her to her new home.
"Yurusu " someone behind her spoke. Serena turned, to find a young man to be staring at her. "Are you Miss. Tsukino?" he asked. Serena was startled, she expected an old man to pick her up.
"Hai... and are your Mr. Chua?"
"No... no... My name is Hiro, I'm here to help you with your luggage. Mr. Chua is waiting for us outside." He kindly offered to take her carryon luggage from her shoulder. "Do you have another set of luggage that need to be picked up?"
"Hai... just one large one. The others were sent a few days ago"
Serena followed him as he directed her to the right area, she smiled happily the butterflies became bee's and now ere buzzing at every win. Through his side glances, the young man admired her beauty.
After waiting for about 20 minutes, Hiro finally retrieved Serena's large suitcase. Slowly going through customs and then proceeded outside the building. Hiro then ushered her towards a white BMW.
Waiting beside the car was a middle aged man that was dress casually in black slacks and white button up shirt. Largely smiling as he saw Serena and Hiro walking towards him.
"Konnichiwa Miss Tsukino. I am Chua Ukio" bowing to her.
"Konnichiwa Chua-san, its nice to meet you, but this isn't necessary" Serena retuned the gesture and bowed as well.
"Oh.. No.. it is tradition."
"That I understand but please don't bow to me" Leaning down she whispered "besides makes me feel funny If we have to constantly bow to each other when we're going to be living in the same home"
Mr. Chua had been surprised but chuckled "hai Tsukino-san, I wont do it anymore"
"Oh no...no Tsukino-san either, makes me feel old..." Serena giggled "how about you call me Serena" Ukio nodded
"Thank you Miss Serena and you can call me Ukio" opening the passenger door. "Shall we Miss"
Slowly, taking the scenic routes Ukio drove casually on the streets of Tokyo. Intrigued as she was, Serena's head turned left to right. Amazed but what she had missed, and even more so the development it had undergone.
"My goodness, Tokyo has really changed" notably marking as her eyes divert from one building to another.
"Yes, it has. I heard that you moved when you were only 16" Taking quick glances towards the rear view mirror, Ukio was much appreciative of her serene beauty and kindness.
"Yes I was only 16 when my father decided to move to New York."
"It must have been hard for you!"
"Yes it was but I had a very good friend to help me through the transition" smiling as she thought of Jaq. She now became deep in thought about the people she had left in New York. Knowing that she will terribly be home sick for months to come, especially during the holidays.
"Serena.. there is your building, the Corporate offices of TFI" Ben informed her dreaming figure. Serena glanced out her window, the building stood tall amongst the high risers. 'Tsukino Financial Inc.' Much taller than the company office in New York. An incredible look passed her eyes, catching Ukio "yes Miss Serena, that black building over there, is yours to run." he said smiling at her from the rear view mirror.
Having known for the past several days that she would be running her own team and her own area. You would think that she would of passed the shock but one look at the building, reality finally hit her. She Serena Tsukino will be head officer of Tsukino Financial in Tokyo, the corporate office of all Asian branches. The butterflies had automatically stopped and now a feeling of nauseated rose to her throat.
"Miss Serena are you all right?" asked Ukio.
"Ohh yes. I'm fine." She replied now coming back to reality and swallowing the ill feeling back to her stomach.
She looked on as she pass by old hang outs, the arcade where she used to play the most recent games and ogled at the boys. She sighed in delight as she saw the park, remember how she used to feed the ducks in the lake, and even have small picnics with her friends. It was all coming back to her now.
"We're here" Driving up in front of a large gated house. The gate had been painted silver, shining to the fullest. Decorated with red and white roses all around, the middle of the gate had an insignia of a moon intertwined with a rose, then the numbers 1821 below.
"I live here?" Ben pressed a couple of buttons in the car, which had opened the large gate.
"Yes, your father said he was making an investment on your behalf" Ben drove in and stopped the car in front of the house. Serena's mouth was agape at the sight of the beautiful house, one she will be calling home. As soon as Ben opened the door, a middle aged woman dressed casually walked out to greet them.
"Miss. Serena this is my wife Junko" Mr. Chua gestured toward his wife.
"Tsukino-san it's so nice to finally meet you." Bowing to respect their young charge. The woman was lovely thought Serena as she returned the customary bow.
"Chua-san, I told your husband that I do not care much constant bowing"
"Tsukino-san.. I.."
"No Chua-san... I prefer it... I would rather consider you both as my friends" Junko look at her husband, somewhat hesitant.
"Hai, Tsukino-san... as you wish"
"Please.. Serena will be fine" Serena stepped near Junko, softly taking her hand. "May I call you Junko-san?" Junko nodded, she will definitely like her new charge.
"Now lets go inside so you may see your new home" Ukio held a large smile. Following closely behind was Serena linked arm and arm with his wife.
The first word that had escaped Serena's lips when she entered was "beautiful". Greeting them was a large foyer, the ceiling gently rounded to the walls. Soft water colors of roses, white, red and subtle pinks were perfectly drawn to perfection. Accenting the floral configuration were green vines, mingling between each rose..
Hovering above, was the most beautiful and ornate chandelier Serena had ever set her eyes on. Star shape crystals that were held by small tiny crystals, then draped all over to connect to one large moon.
"Yes, your mother picked it. She said that you would like it" Junko had spoke with much quietness.
"She was right" Serena smiled fondly at her mothers ability to always know what she liked.
"Come Serena, you've got other rooms to see"
"Are all the rooms as elaborate as this?"
"Basically"
"Your mother brought her own decorator to furnish the rooms. She had wanted to make sure it meets your approval" Serena smiling lightly. This decorator was, from what her father had shared, Jaq. The culprit, perfectly arranged items where it pleased her the most. Everything, as from what Serena could see. From the high ceilings to the tiled floors, it was just as how she would like her own home to be.
Following Ukio up the stairs, they passed by a few rooms. The hallways were even well decorated, fine lamps hang by the walls, paintings and floral arrangements were set.
"How many rooms are there?"
"And this is your room" Ukio had gone ahead and opened the door.
Serena walked in to her new room and was very pleased. Jaq had definitely gone out of his ways to perfectly capture Serena's decorative style. Beautiful tapestries draped across the balcony frame as white sheer fabrics covered the French doors, hinting a cast of sunshine seeping through. The carpets plush like and delicately soft to her touch, her bed was huge in size.
Mahogany stained the four poster bed was done up in royalty. Pale sheer fabric were tied with pink satin ribbons. The linens and bed coverings perfectly matched the entire room creating a perfect ensemble.
Serena walked in further to take notice of the beautiful hand carved marble fireplace. On top of the fireplace hung a framed photo of 4 different but yet similar poses. They were one of many photos that Jaq had made her pose for.
"Your mom had the designer spend much time in here, completely renovating from the original décor"
"I like it very much" Serena smiled. Junko had gone to the balcony doors and opened them, allowing fresh air to stir the dry air that had accumulated.
"This room has the best view"
"I no doubt that," Serena added as she came to step next by Junko, gazing out.
"Serena-chan I will be back with your luggage" Ukio left the two ladies.
"Serena-chan are you hungry? Or can I get you anything?" both Junko and Serena walked back in.
"No I'm not hungry but as soon as your husband brings my luggage I will like to indulge myself in a warm bath" Serena rubbed her shoulders a bit. Her muscles had ached from the long plane ride.
"Ill prepare it for you then," Junko disappeared through some doors and returned with a robe.
"Here Serena-chan, why don't you get undress and Ill prepare your bath" Junko locked the room door, then made her way back to the bathroom.
"Junko-san what time is it?" Serena started to remove her clothing.
"It is 6:30pm" she muttered from the bathroom. She turned on the water and felt the water to her touch. Finding the right temperature she closed the drain, then added bath salts, upon touching the water the salts fizzed and released a light scent of roses.
Serena was now undressed and in her new robe. Noticing the intricate embroidery labeled 'Usagi'. Jaq, she thought and smiled. Her robe had been cut really short. Cut high above her mid thigh making it shorter than usual.
Unfastening the two buns on her head and with one twist her silky hair cascaded down to her calves. Sudden music now whispered to her ears, curiously she walked towards the balcony.
The balcony was of highest quality as well, marble throughout it was amazing how elaborate everything fit in the home. Stopping by the cool rail she closed her eyes and breathed deeply positioning herself to lean down on the marble rail. Welcoming the calling of the sea and the fresh breeze. Serena was provocative and sensual posing the way she has. Hair draped all over white marble flowing enchantingly against the wind. Entranced by the ocean and its soothing nature, she kept her eyes close and after a few moments of short meditation she opened her eyes and smiled as she saw a little girl being carried by whom she can sense was her father.
Watching them made her think about the first time she had gone to the beach with her father. Laughter raged on and an instant she had forgotten why she had gone out to the balcony for.
A quick snap of her head, Serena took observed the party next door. There were tables, chairs, umbrellas made out of raffia and bamboo, food, drinks, and crowds of people all about. Some wore grass skirts as others wore floral printed tops and bottoms, islander Hawaiian music, loud colors, hula skirts. I was no other then a Luau.
On her tippy toes Serena stretched her sore arms up in the air, quickly running her fingers through her hair.
A small light giggled rang about and Serena again was force to look for the father and daughter. Satisfied, Serena smiled fondly at the family.
The feeling of being watched was nagging her mind. Feeling a few sets of eyes staring at her, Serena turned back to luau and saw five men doing just that, talking and staring directly at her.
The five men wore floral shirts, solid color shorts or casual slacks. Another man decided to join them and in no time was also staring at her. Talking but frequently gazing back at her, she stared in interest, trying to read their lips. All were handsome according to Serena. Her eyes searched theirs, and in an instant she came upon the ebony haired man, she became curious.
She stared at him until they both were locked in each others eyes introduce themselves without words, she was startled when one of the men waved and gestured an invitation to her but before she was able to decline the offer she was caught off guard by Junko.
"Serena-chan, your bath is ready" she said looking to what she had been staring at, noticing a man waving. Also noticing the other men admiring her from atop.
"Thank you.." somewhat in a startled voice, almost forgetting she was to take a bath. She looked back to where the six men were and glanced directly at the black haired man, smiling before retreating to her room.
Walking towards her room, she stood at first then setting sight on a small writing desk on the side.
Serena entered the bathroom, the soft scent of roses tickled her tired sense. "Junko, Do you know the family or the person who lives next door?"
"Yes, Itano-san" Junko answered.
"Was he one of the six men down there?" Serena asked as she untying the knot on her robe.
"Yes, the one that waved" smiled Junko noticing her young flawless and innocent beauty.
"I figured that. Can you please give this to him" handing her the note.
"I don't want him to think that I'm rude by not responding to his invitation" Serena said as she got in the tub. "Oh and please don't give them my name. We can formally introduce ourselves some other time".
"Okay... Ill check up on you later" Junko had closed the door as Serena settled herself down. Making her way down the stairs she ran into her husband.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"It seems that Serena-chan has encountered some admirers next door. They invited her over to their party but she is tired" she said showing the piece of paper in her hand.
"So she wrote them a note of regret" he said as she watch his wife walk down the stairs.
Junko went outside and made her way through the sand towards Mr. Itano's house. Six men stare at her in anticipation of what she had to say.
~ At the Luau ~
"Mamoru, Kunikaze" Narahiko and Zenjiji called out.
"I didn't think you were coming" said Narahiko to his friend. Then eyeing the many women that conversed. "This was a great idea" he murmured as a fine brunette crossed his path.
"Just as long as you stay away from the red one" Jeshi pointed out as he neared them. Their eyes averted towards the woman they recognized as Rei. Eyeing first the others before giving a quick tolerant nod towards Mamoru.
"Hey Jeshi, How you doing?" shaking Narahiko, and Zenjiji's hands. Turning slightly towards Kunikaze and Mamoru.
"Jeshi.." greeted Kunikaze.
"Kunikaze.." Jeshi returned before silence were between the two.
"Something in mind Jeshi?" asked Mamoru watching him curiously.
"Since you asked.. I DO" Jeshi drawled "I would really 'appreciate' it, if you keep my fiancé out of Tsukino business." The three other men stood silently.
"What ever Rei does is her decision" Mamoru returned dryly "I didn't put her up to it" His eyes leveling to Jeshi with a smirk.
"My ass.. You've put a fucking strain in our relationship because even though as dirty as you are, cant stay on top of things..." Jeshi glared, Mamoru didn't as much flinch by his words.
"Strain.. you know what she told me Jeshi.." Mamoru paused eyeing his drink at first then bring his eyes back to Jeshi. "That your relationship was strained from the beginning"
"Liar.. When? And Why would she tell you this"
"You know..." Kunikaze didn't like this, not at all. Mamoru was toying with Jeshi's temperamental mind. " During our late night... dinners... alone" Jeshi lunged for Mamoru and gotten as far as grabbing his shirt. Kunikaze held him back and Narahiko grabbed his hand that was springing to make contact with Mamoru's unfaltered face.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD..."
"Jeshi don't..." held Kunikaze and Narahiko. Jeshi looked around and the party had stopped to see the commotion between the two. Rei had looked mortified at the sight.
"You don't know a dam thing about me and Rei." he shrugged off Kunikaze and Narahiko. "Keep your hands off of her" he warned before he turned to leave. They watched as Jeshi approach Rei, whispering something in her ear before she followed him out. The party had resumed and Kunikaze gave a deep sigh.
"Mamoru-san, why the hell did you go on doing that for?" The non-caring of a man, stood uninterested to the berating that Kunikaze will be doing. "Do you realize this will cause Rei to go ballistic, especially since you fed Jeshi those unnecessary thoughts of You and Rei"
"I can handle Rei" Mamoru voiced his opinion. "and I was bored"
"BORED! Doesn't it even matter that your putting Rei's relationship on the line here" That caught his attention and said nothing. Now even though he didn't care much for the guy, he cared about Rei. A tiny bit of remorse pulsed in his veins as he stared into his glass.
"He..llo... Mamoru baby.." a woman with a short floral skirt and matching bikini top spoke huskily, grabbing the men's attention as well.
"Hello Millie" Mamoru sipped his drink, setting aside the Jeshi, Rei incident. She glided over to the five men making sure they saw every inch of her curves.
"Why haven't you been returning my calls sweetie? I was getting worried about you." she stroked his bangs away from his eyes.
"I've been busy"
"Busy, even for little ol me" Millie took Mamoru's glass, sipping it carefully, her eyes settled on his. "I tell you what, meet me at my place at six o'clock tomorrow and you can make it up to me". A smile formed on his lips. "Can I expect you?" With the weeks that had just passed, thoroughly Mamoru had avoided his mistresses and overzealous women but then again he was a man with needs. The week's frustrations with his rival company hadn't made it any easier. Mamoru eyed Millie, with every bit of sex oozing through her perched eyelashes.
Different, Millie was one to not dwell with promises from him, she was in favor of just free sex, no attachments. Perhaps Millie's company was what he needed. One last glanced at her inviting smile he answered. "Ill be there" with dark livid eyes. Kunikaze noticed and shook his head.
"Good, I cant wait" swaying as she left the men to gaze at her noticeably swaying hips. Mamoru from the corner of his eyes had noticed a tall tale of a grin on Kunikaze's lips.
"What"
"I thought you were trying to avoid those?"
"Can I ask you something?" Narahiko questioned as he still held his eyes on Millie's hips "is she good?"
"Are you asking me to share my secrets?" asked Mamoru "But I'm sure Kunikaze knows" He eyed Kunikaze, true he has had his own personal evenings with Millie.
"Terrible... you know that" Kunikaze described him.
"Take a look at that?" at their friend's request, all four men tore their eyes away from the subject and gazed up to the balcony. A free pixie like woman, provocatively leaning against the marble rail greeted their sight. A perfect eye-candy, the men stared in awe at the delicious goddess above.
"Holy Shit..." muttered Narahiko "I just die and gone to heaven?"
"My God does she even know she has an audience" asked Zenjiji
"I highly doubt that" answered Mamoru also dazing at the woman. His eyes narrowing to try to recognize the woman, but all he could make out was a robed figure, a long set of refined legs and a vast amount of golden tresses that glowed from the from the dimmed lights of her balcony. A scene in 18th century romance stories, she was a siren calling out to sea.
"Look at all that hair, imagine... having all that fanning all over your pillow and..." Zenjijiji lowly voiced for the men to hear.
"I don't know about the rest of you but I've always been a legs kind of guy" Kunikaze narrowed his eyes to the long limbs, imagining them around him intimately.
"Im with you there Kunikaze... Does anyone recognize her?" asked Mamoru curiously.
Still in awe, Mamoru like the rest, watched in full attention at the goddess above, her provocative pose feeding into their arousal. His throat drying as he swept over her body. Taking considerate notes on her golden halo. Pooling like waterfalls and roused up by the subtle wind, her mane wavered enchantingly, adding much more to her bewitching figure. Deep in thought, Mamoru didn't even notice the conversation being directed towards him.
"Mamoru-san..." Kunikaze had shaken his shoulder "you alright there?"
"Yeah I'm fine" Mamoru side glanced at his friend for a second, his eyes clouded with curiosity... then shot back to the girl on the balcony. Kunikaze didn't miss a beat as he watched Mamoru's interest deepen with every glance. The sparkling curiosity that his eyes held, not at all like the useful eyes he held for Millie a moment or two ago. Five men stared in content, watching the mystery woman as she steadily looked out at sea.
"I am not imagining this." Zenjiji voiced still uncertain if the figure above was real. Serena glanced over to the party, narrowing her eyes a bit to the crowd.
Serena stretched her arms up and was on her tippy toes unknowingly showing the higher part of her thighs. The men took deep breaths and groaned simultaneously when she lightly ran her fingers along her hair.
Anything at the moment can made their wildest fantasies erupt in their minds. It was becoming harder to bare, aching and hauntingly needing to know the woman's name. Thankful that they had been standing behind some rails they stood tensely, watching Serena play her innocent self.
Facing forward to the family playing about. Serena quickly turned to face the men to be staring.
"Houston we've have a problem" Narahiko comically added, all too stunned to say anything else. All five now were smiling at Serena and couldn't help but fluster in embarrassment for getting caught staring.
"We better quit staring. There is still a possibility that she might have a husband or a boyfriend or something that might insinuate bottle injuries " Zenjiji wisely commented but still kept his far out gaze.
"Hey you five, what are you guys doing here by the rails. The party and the women are over there" Mr. Itano pointed it out. When he received no response, only silence, he became curious. Lifting his own eyes, he sought out what had caught these men's undivided attention, now he himself was captured.
"No wonder" he approached the men quietly. "I knew I their had to be a reason for this piece of property to be so expensive... the view here is beautiful" stepping in line behind the rail. "I don't recall having new neighbors!" he asked himself.
"Do you know her Itano-san?" asked Mamoru politely.
"No... She must have just moved in. The house was purchased a year ago while I was out of the country. I have only seen a middle aged couple about and from what my servants had gathered they are the care takers. Believe me if I had only known I would of invited her without hesitation" Itano had mentioned admiring Serena above.
"Well its not too late" Mamoru insisted as he looked up to be caught in Serena's gaze.
"Yes.. yes its not too late" the others murmured.
"I suppose not" Itano waved, motioning her to come down.
"She's smiling, perhaps she'll join us" Zenjiji anxiously waited.
"I sure hope so" Narahiko added.
Mamoru still caught in the gaze faintly heard the comment, smirking fondly as he tenderly spoke "Yes... I hope so as well..." The five men stopped staring and quickly did a side glance at their friend. Their brows furrowed, the statement being of question, had it been said with lust they understood, with sarcasm they would of wondered, but the statement was gently coated, acknowledging hidden interest. "Another has joined her" their eyes that furrowed at the Mamoru's statement returned to the balcony.
They all watch to see her reaction when a woman came out and faced her. Ruining there gaze as Serena turned away.
"Is that her mother?" asked Jeshi
"I think that's the wife of the caretaker". Smiling at first Serena tore he gaze away from Mamoru, leaving him disappointed as she returned to her room.
Waiting in anticipation, they sighed as the women who stepped out was not Serena but the other.
"The woman with her" they watched her come closer with ever step.
Junko took a deep breath and walked on to face Mr. Itano and his guests. "Good evening Itano-san, I am Chua Junko" Junko bowed respectfully.
"Good evening to you Chua-san" he placed his glass down on the marble rail.
"My lady had asked me to give you this note" Junko handed Itano the note, waiting as he unfolded and waited for his reply. The note and with beautiful pen men ship he read in English -
To the host of the party,
Thank you for your offer and it would have been gladly taken. But I have just arrived from a long trip and am very exhausted. Perhaps we sometime in the following week we can formally meet.
Your New Neighbor
Curious to know, Mamoru looked over Itano-san's shoulder. Itano felt the curiosity of his business partner and smiled. "Tell me Chua-san, Does your lady have a name?"
"Yes, she does, and a beautiful name it is. But she had ask me to not disclose her name."
"I see."
"Is their a reason to why she would like to remain nameless?"
"No.. sir.. but the miss had wanted to formally introduce herself in a latter time"
"Miss?" Mamoru commented but yet was a silent question.
"Yes... Miss..." Junko watched the young man's gaze float from her own back to the balcony with something more than a gleam in his eyes.
"She is exhausted you say, where did you lady come from?"
"She is from America Itano-san and right now my lady is taking her bath..." a stiff groan, a cough then a chuckle was heard and Junko was trying real hard to hold her respect and not laugh at the four men. The only one who had seemed quite composed was Itano-san himself and the man who had re-iterated 'Miss'.
"A bath" a mutter was heard "would I pay to see that!"
Five accusing pairs of eyes stared at him. Eyeing him cautiously as Mamoru's piercing shards warned him.
"Was I thinking out loud?" Narahiko pointed at himself and watched everyone nod. "Cold....... Drink anyone?" Narahiko departed from the group.
"Then Chua-san can you tell us how old your lady may be?" asked Zenjiji quite curious.
"Would your Miss, happened to be tied?" asked Kunikaze rapidly tying to meet Mamoru's gaze.
"Perhaps her number?" asked Zenjiji quietly and sarcastically to himself. Chuckling as he met the watchful eye of Kunikaze, then dying as he watched Mamoru's "I see Naomi standing their looking bored Zenjiji... why don't you go dance with her"
"I think Ill do just that" leaving the men behind.
"Yes you should!" nodded Mamoru before returning his interest of questioning the woman. Junko bit her lip suppressing laughter within, before speaking she kindly smiled towards the host who in tune was also not far from laughing himself.
"Sir with much respect, I think these questions should be directed to her. I do not know if she will approve of me giving such personal information"
"I agree.."
"and.. if there is nothing else Sir, I will be heading back now, I still need to unpack her belongings." Bowed Junko.
"Oh yes, go ahead and tend to your lady" They watch Junko turn to leave but pausing a bit.
"By the way, the answer is No"
"No to what Chua-san?"
"About Miss having a boyfriend" directing to Mamoru. A light expression was on Mamoru's face as he gazed at Junko's small quaint eyes. Nodding, acknowledge the given information.
"Arigato Chua-san" he said as he watched her leave.
"You know if I don't know any better, I think that last comment was directed to you Mamoru" Kunikaze again found Mamoru to stare at the balcony.
"No... you think?" sarcastically said Itano.
Narahiko and Jeshi finally returned, handing everyone with bottles of asahi.
"Is it safe to come back?" asked Narahiko handing drinks.
"I think I need something colder than that" Mamoru took the bottle and brought it to his mouth. Taking a small gulp as his eyes turned upwards towards the balcony once more. Hoping and wishing that she would come step out.
"Lets go get something to eat... there's no use to standing here."
~*
An hour had passed since Serena had fallen into a relaxing sleep. A knock from Junko had awaken her, glancing at the clock on the counter... she had been too relaxed to realize how long she had been soaking.
Releasing the stopper and raising out of the tub she stifled another yawn. "my goodness" she whispered grabbing a towel and wiping herself before slipping on her robe. Brushing her hair, Serena had walked out of the bathroom to find Junko unpacking.
"How was your bath?"
"Why didn't you wake me? Another few minutes I would or probably turned into a large prune." Junko smiled fondly at Serena before motioning to intimate clothing.
"I laid these out for you."
"Thank you, its exactly what I had in my mind" Serena thankfully smiled. Junko slipped in the closet again hanging and putting away several items. Serena had taken her lacy undergarments and slipped them on. Serena's hair covered her mounds as she disrobed and slipped on her short silk and lace chemise.
Flopping herself on the bed, she sighed then noticed the still lingering island music playing about. A quick glanced at the balcony had her thinking.
"Junko-san did you give the owner the note I had given you?" she asked
"Yes I did and 'they' are very eager to meet you."
"Perhaps I'll introduce myself tomorrow" Serena began brushing her hair. Junko walked out of the closet to find Serena brushing her blond mane.
"You have such beautiful hair" Junko had set everything aside and sat beside Serena and offering to help.
"thank you" A few strokes and Serena was again falling asleep. The soothing motion on her scalp and massaging movement of the brush was calming.
"You know... those men out there were trying to pry information from me"
With her eyes closed to the massaging feeling of the brush, Serena politely asked "questions on what?"
"They were very curious to know who you were" Junko smiled "where you came from and if you had a boyfriend" Serena's eyes opened immediately.
"What did you say" she turned anxiously waiting to know what Junko had shared.
"I told them No"
"And how did you know that" asked Serena
"Your mother and father told me that you were very single" she chuckled lightly.
"They did... did they..." laughing "What else did they tell you?"
"a few things here and a few things there.."
"I think perhaps I need to call my parents to ask what they've been saying on my behalf"
"I can assure you everything they have told me were all in good nature... by any chance are you hungry?"
"Actually I am a bit hungry... airplane food just seemed to not go well with me. Junko laugh as she got up and handed Serena the brush.
"I think I can find something. What would you like?" asked Junko
"Something light, its getting late and I don't want to be too full."
"Okay, Ill be back" said Junko as she closed the door. Serena continued to brush her hair and lightly smiled as she can still hear music outside. Looking at the clock beside her she noticed that it was 9:15 pm. Walking out to the balcony, she happily sighed at the bountiful stars that sparkled in the sky. With her barely there chemises drifting, flowing around her lightly, she again leaned on the marble railing.
The silk gown she wore was short but a perfect length for Serena's 5'8 slim figure. The beginnings of the sultry vesture were the spaghetti straps. Silkily thin and designed with each one silver heart shape charm in front, the charm connected the straps to the sheer pieces that held her breast snug. Fitted on top, the overlay of lace and sheer chiffon romanticized her whole ensemble. The depths of her cleavage taunting ones eyes, starting from the low parts of her breast to the midst of her revealing cleavage, the gown was alluring and sensual in every way. The back was cut into a V, revealing her velvety smooth skin. Given one to admire her from the tops of her neck to her tailbone. This was Serena's favorite of her collection.
As she got to the rail of the balcony she breathed in deeply, taking the oceanic breeze. She began to brush her hair and had given up when the wind teased and rustled through. The evening was most peaceful, even the loud music next door could not disturb her reverie of calm. Realizing after a few seconds of the music and her reason for her return, she took a quick glance down and found herself to be hurdled with laughter from within.
The sight before her was of one from a comedy line up or an episode of Saturday Night Live. Tipsy men and women, awkwardly danced and jiggled around. The final draw was when someone had brought out a stick and had everyone followed his move to do the limbo. Laughter erupted even louder as guest fell left and right.
Caught in happy laughter, she didn't notice the group of men admiring her once again. Grabbing her stomach Serena leaned over the rail laughing and brushing strands of hair away from her face. Her face clear from the strays, her eyes found a noticeable group. One that she noticed were the same four men she had seen before she went off to bathe. A dark blush crossed her cheeks being caught in what she thought her obnoxious laughter and glee.
Straightening, Serena kindly returned their smile. Here eyes catching one particularly figure, a man who stood tall, regal in a way and very sure. Not knowing what his eyes held, she can feel the enraptured presence within. His appearance, from what she can make out, was in shadows but still his high cheekbones were well defined. The subtle quirk of his lips, were tantalizing in every way. She was sure appreciative of his handsome definition in his khaki colored slacks and deep blue crisp floral themed shirt.
Hoping that in the blackness of night that they didn't notice the deepening blush coloring her cheeks. Obviously not from her original embarrassment, but for the trying way her mind had defined the man she knew nothing about. A few moments had passed and it was unclear to how long they had been staring at one another, but her composure of clam and cool died as the dark haired man came closer to her balcony. "oh no!" Serena whispered
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"Kunikaze why aren't you dancing with Mina-chan?" asked Zenjiji
"She left already"
"How about you Mamoru, I'm pretty sure all these ladies would like at lease one dance with Mr. Chiba"
"I'm not in the mood" sighing as he answered then directly staring at his glass. Kunikaze from the time they had seen the girl above have been observing his friend and from his friends candy coated comment. A deep thought had crossed his mind. A few times he had caught Mamoru staring at the balcony and he is to wonder how long till he would make a move or make his unknown intentions clear. He decided to pry.
"Mamoru, what's up?... you've turned down every girl that asked."
"You feeling alright man?" Jeshi eyed his friend and his girlfriends' boss.
"Or rather distracted" Kunikaze grinned as he held the attention of his friend.
"Distracted? By what?" asked Zenjiji
"His rival of course, Mamoru-san has been working......" Narahiko added to the discussion. Still Kunikaze held his gaze to Mamoru who held no face.
"Or who?" Grinning, Kunikaze saw the gleam of interest in his eyes.
"Kunikaze, not one woman has ever distracted me. What makes you think one has now?" Just when Kunikaze wanted to prove him wrong to his words, a giggling sound traveled with the gentle winds. At first the five men stared at one another then looked around to find no one.
"Where is that coming from" asked Mamoru looking around.
"I don't know" Kunikaze answered as he quickly looked up to find the culprit.
"She's returned" pointed Jeshi towards the balcony. Mamoru's eyes traveled up, almost nerved for waiting but as soon as his eyes caught the pixie, he wasn't disappointed, none of them were.
"Have you seen anyone so... so..." Kunikaze began but couldn't get the words out. They all watch her curl down over the marble rail, laughter traveling to their ears.
"Whoa!" whispered Zenjiji. Cut low, Serena didn't realize she was giving them a small glimpse of her breast area.
"Nice........."
"Ahh.. Huh.."
"I wonder if she knows, what she's doing to us" Kunikaze becoming uncomfortable with the firmness along his lower body.
"I don't think so" Mamoru too feeling his own body tensing in arousal. After a few moments of being undetected they were to their highest peak of arousal. Stomach churning as they watch the pixie play her roll as a seductive on the balcony. Serena had steadily looked at the men and consciously straightened herself up.
"Is that a blush I see?" asked Kunikaze taking a swift glance at Mamoru. Busily studying the woman, Mamoru failed to hear Kunikaze. Staring... all he could do was stare, 'who is she' he wondered. Finally after watching her fidget around the balcony he finally made his mind up. Mamoru started to walk away from the group of men.
"Where... where is he going?" Zenjiji and Narahiko both asked.
Kunikaze smiled, his intuitions and guesses were starting to reveal a side of Mamoru none has ever seen. Watching as Mamoru eagerly walked his way towards Serena's Balcony.
Walking with not a care of the presence he had left next door, his strut defined in the sandy depths, head held high and the sure calm physique he has always shown was even eminent in the dark.
From the sandy floors to the grindy marble floors that began once he entered the grounds. Grindy from the sand... his steps static sounding, closing in and near the girl. Lifting his head he set eyes on her, closer he came her form became prominent and what he and the others were able to see from a far was nothing compared to how the girl looked at closer range.
"Ohayo" Serena had started, feeling a bit flustered to have to meet someone in her intimate attire.
"Ohayo" Mamoru stared at the angel, mesmerizing her every form, her shadowed cheekbones and shadowed lips.
"Enjoying the party?" asked Serena calmly, conversing to ease her nerves.
"the usual.." he took note of the accent of a non-native Japanese lingo.
"The usual? DO you not dance at parties?" she asked
"Well actually, I've been waiting to ask the right woman" he smiled handsomely giving her the hint of wanting to meet. Serena said nothing, trying to ease her beating heart as the huskiness in his voice was evident, yet it also warned her. "If she would only come down".
"Perhaps some other time. I've had a long trip and am a bit tired. Aside that I have yet to have dinner."
"I see" disappointed but not given in so easily "how about I join you?"
"Join me?" she questioned "you mean dinner?" Serena watch him nod to her guess. "A complete stranger... My mother told me never to invite a complete stranger to my home" she smiled to soften the rejection.
"Chiba Mamoru miss.." Mamoru of course didn't waste his time and took his cue.
"Nice to meet you Chiba-san.. my name is Usagi"
"There now Usagi-san, I am not a total stranger anymore"
"A persistent man you are Chiba-san"
"I am, especially when given the chance of having a beautiful woman's company"
"Do you always charm all your women this way?" Serena grinned "It seems that your flattery has been all worked"
"No I don't.. If it seemed that way it is because... it's so easily thought with the likes of you Usagi-san, it's only befitting. Do I pass to join you?" he asked sure that he had gotten her to agree. Serena held her gaze to him. Though it was tempting to have company...
"Se..." Junko began to say when she saw Serena's warning eyes. She stopped within completing her name "Usagi" she heard her whisper.
"Usagi-san... your dinner is ready" looking over the balcony to recognize a man she had encountered earlier.
"Arigato Junko-san, Ill be there in a bit." Serena watched Junko wink at her then entered her room once again. Her attention now to the man below. "If circumstances were different Chiba-san, I wouldn't hesitate to invite you in. I'm afraid your still a stranger to me... some other time..." Mamoru nodded in respect, as much as he was determined to meet her, it was futile when she was determined to stir him the opposite way. "till we meet again, Chiba-san"
"Definitely... count on it" he almost threatened "and when we do Usagi-san... have dinner with me?"
"When we do Chiba-san..." she thought for a moment "permitting I feel comfortable... dinner could be an option." she smiled lastly before retreating.
Serena began to walk back to her room as a gust of wind suddenly blew strong making her hair flow up revealing her smooth flawless back which in turn made the three men in the party groan and Mamoru's jaw tighten in frustration.
Serena had retreated in her room and the men watch Mamoru make his way back to the group. His eyes showing his brief disappointment.
"So, did you get her name?" Kunikaze prodded.
"Usagi" Mamoru's lips turned into a grin.
"Rabbit... cute..."
"At close range..."
"Even better" Mamoru took one last look towards the balcony and thought about the next time they will meet.
End of Chapter 5
Written. 10.99
Revised. 1.31.02
Raq
By: Raq
Edited by WolfMistress
Thanks to Bejiin for the help on the translations.
Tokyou ni youkosou - Tokyo, Welcome
Change of Names.
Kunikaze = Kunikaze
Narahiko = Narahiko
Zen = Zenji
Jayson = Jeshi
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* In Tokyo
"Miss, please fasten your seat belt we will be landing in Tokyo
International airport in a few minutes"
"Oh, Thank you" The trip had been long but in a way restful. During the trip she had mostly slept, only to wake, for meals and to relieve herself from back-aches and sorts.
The plane took its course, smiling as she peered out her window. Butterflies began to flutter in her stomach as she felt the plane land roughly. The Captains voice rang in the speakers as the plane stopped.
"Ladies and Gentlemen Welcome to Tokyo International Airport. It is 5:00 o'clock in the evening and the weather is currently 72 degrees. We hope you enjoy your stay and Thank you for flying with Japan Airlines" whistles and applause could be heard as the doors to the plane opened.
Serena and the rest of the first class passengers were the first to be lead out. She walked through the tunnel smiling and very eager. Lugging her carryon, Serena made it to the end of the tunnel, where she was greeted by other attendants, "Tokyou ni youkosou, welcome to Tokyo".
"Arigato" Testing and remembering her native tongue, she remembered to be looking for an old man, the man to take her to her new home.
"Yurusu " someone behind her spoke. Serena turned, to find a young man to be staring at her. "Are you Miss. Tsukino?" he asked. Serena was startled, she expected an old man to pick her up.
"Hai... and are your Mr. Chua?"
"No... no... My name is Hiro, I'm here to help you with your luggage. Mr. Chua is waiting for us outside." He kindly offered to take her carryon luggage from her shoulder. "Do you have another set of luggage that need to be picked up?"
"Hai... just one large one. The others were sent a few days ago"
Serena followed him as he directed her to the right area, she smiled happily the butterflies became bee's and now ere buzzing at every win. Through his side glances, the young man admired her beauty.
After waiting for about 20 minutes, Hiro finally retrieved Serena's large suitcase. Slowly going through customs and then proceeded outside the building. Hiro then ushered her towards a white BMW.
Waiting beside the car was a middle aged man that was dress casually in black slacks and white button up shirt. Largely smiling as he saw Serena and Hiro walking towards him.
"Konnichiwa Miss Tsukino. I am Chua Ukio" bowing to her.
"Konnichiwa Chua-san, its nice to meet you, but this isn't necessary" Serena retuned the gesture and bowed as well.
"Oh.. No.. it is tradition."
"That I understand but please don't bow to me" Leaning down she whispered "besides makes me feel funny If we have to constantly bow to each other when we're going to be living in the same home"
Mr. Chua had been surprised but chuckled "hai Tsukino-san, I wont do it anymore"
"Oh no...no Tsukino-san either, makes me feel old..." Serena giggled "how about you call me Serena" Ukio nodded
"Thank you Miss Serena and you can call me Ukio" opening the passenger door. "Shall we Miss"
Slowly, taking the scenic routes Ukio drove casually on the streets of Tokyo. Intrigued as she was, Serena's head turned left to right. Amazed but what she had missed, and even more so the development it had undergone.
"My goodness, Tokyo has really changed" notably marking as her eyes divert from one building to another.
"Yes, it has. I heard that you moved when you were only 16" Taking quick glances towards the rear view mirror, Ukio was much appreciative of her serene beauty and kindness.
"Yes I was only 16 when my father decided to move to New York."
"It must have been hard for you!"
"Yes it was but I had a very good friend to help me through the transition" smiling as she thought of Jaq. She now became deep in thought about the people she had left in New York. Knowing that she will terribly be home sick for months to come, especially during the holidays.
"Serena.. there is your building, the Corporate offices of TFI" Ben informed her dreaming figure. Serena glanced out her window, the building stood tall amongst the high risers. 'Tsukino Financial Inc.' Much taller than the company office in New York. An incredible look passed her eyes, catching Ukio "yes Miss Serena, that black building over there, is yours to run." he said smiling at her from the rear view mirror.
Having known for the past several days that she would be running her own team and her own area. You would think that she would of passed the shock but one look at the building, reality finally hit her. She Serena Tsukino will be head officer of Tsukino Financial in Tokyo, the corporate office of all Asian branches. The butterflies had automatically stopped and now a feeling of nauseated rose to her throat.
"Miss Serena are you all right?" asked Ukio.
"Ohh yes. I'm fine." She replied now coming back to reality and swallowing the ill feeling back to her stomach.
She looked on as she pass by old hang outs, the arcade where she used to play the most recent games and ogled at the boys. She sighed in delight as she saw the park, remember how she used to feed the ducks in the lake, and even have small picnics with her friends. It was all coming back to her now.
"We're here" Driving up in front of a large gated house. The gate had been painted silver, shining to the fullest. Decorated with red and white roses all around, the middle of the gate had an insignia of a moon intertwined with a rose, then the numbers 1821 below.
"I live here?" Ben pressed a couple of buttons in the car, which had opened the large gate.
"Yes, your father said he was making an investment on your behalf" Ben drove in and stopped the car in front of the house. Serena's mouth was agape at the sight of the beautiful house, one she will be calling home. As soon as Ben opened the door, a middle aged woman dressed casually walked out to greet them.
"Miss. Serena this is my wife Junko" Mr. Chua gestured toward his wife.
"Tsukino-san it's so nice to finally meet you." Bowing to respect their young charge. The woman was lovely thought Serena as she returned the customary bow.
"Chua-san, I told your husband that I do not care much constant bowing"
"Tsukino-san.. I.."
"No Chua-san... I prefer it... I would rather consider you both as my friends" Junko look at her husband, somewhat hesitant.
"Hai, Tsukino-san... as you wish"
"Please.. Serena will be fine" Serena stepped near Junko, softly taking her hand. "May I call you Junko-san?" Junko nodded, she will definitely like her new charge.
"Now lets go inside so you may see your new home" Ukio held a large smile. Following closely behind was Serena linked arm and arm with his wife.
The first word that had escaped Serena's lips when she entered was "beautiful". Greeting them was a large foyer, the ceiling gently rounded to the walls. Soft water colors of roses, white, red and subtle pinks were perfectly drawn to perfection. Accenting the floral configuration were green vines, mingling between each rose..
Hovering above, was the most beautiful and ornate chandelier Serena had ever set her eyes on. Star shape crystals that were held by small tiny crystals, then draped all over to connect to one large moon.
"Yes, your mother picked it. She said that you would like it" Junko had spoke with much quietness.
"She was right" Serena smiled fondly at her mothers ability to always know what she liked.
"Come Serena, you've got other rooms to see"
"Are all the rooms as elaborate as this?"
"Basically"
"Your mother brought her own decorator to furnish the rooms. She had wanted to make sure it meets your approval" Serena smiling lightly. This decorator was, from what her father had shared, Jaq. The culprit, perfectly arranged items where it pleased her the most. Everything, as from what Serena could see. From the high ceilings to the tiled floors, it was just as how she would like her own home to be.
Following Ukio up the stairs, they passed by a few rooms. The hallways were even well decorated, fine lamps hang by the walls, paintings and floral arrangements were set.
"How many rooms are there?"
"And this is your room" Ukio had gone ahead and opened the door.
Serena walked in to her new room and was very pleased. Jaq had definitely gone out of his ways to perfectly capture Serena's decorative style. Beautiful tapestries draped across the balcony frame as white sheer fabrics covered the French doors, hinting a cast of sunshine seeping through. The carpets plush like and delicately soft to her touch, her bed was huge in size.
Mahogany stained the four poster bed was done up in royalty. Pale sheer fabric were tied with pink satin ribbons. The linens and bed coverings perfectly matched the entire room creating a perfect ensemble.
Serena walked in further to take notice of the beautiful hand carved marble fireplace. On top of the fireplace hung a framed photo of 4 different but yet similar poses. They were one of many photos that Jaq had made her pose for.
"Your mom had the designer spend much time in here, completely renovating from the original décor"
"I like it very much" Serena smiled. Junko had gone to the balcony doors and opened them, allowing fresh air to stir the dry air that had accumulated.
"This room has the best view"
"I no doubt that," Serena added as she came to step next by Junko, gazing out.
"Serena-chan I will be back with your luggage" Ukio left the two ladies.
"Serena-chan are you hungry? Or can I get you anything?" both Junko and Serena walked back in.
"No I'm not hungry but as soon as your husband brings my luggage I will like to indulge myself in a warm bath" Serena rubbed her shoulders a bit. Her muscles had ached from the long plane ride.
"Ill prepare it for you then," Junko disappeared through some doors and returned with a robe.
"Here Serena-chan, why don't you get undress and Ill prepare your bath" Junko locked the room door, then made her way back to the bathroom.
"Junko-san what time is it?" Serena started to remove her clothing.
"It is 6:30pm" she muttered from the bathroom. She turned on the water and felt the water to her touch. Finding the right temperature she closed the drain, then added bath salts, upon touching the water the salts fizzed and released a light scent of roses.
Serena was now undressed and in her new robe. Noticing the intricate embroidery labeled 'Usagi'. Jaq, she thought and smiled. Her robe had been cut really short. Cut high above her mid thigh making it shorter than usual.
Unfastening the two buns on her head and with one twist her silky hair cascaded down to her calves. Sudden music now whispered to her ears, curiously she walked towards the balcony.
The balcony was of highest quality as well, marble throughout it was amazing how elaborate everything fit in the home. Stopping by the cool rail she closed her eyes and breathed deeply positioning herself to lean down on the marble rail. Welcoming the calling of the sea and the fresh breeze. Serena was provocative and sensual posing the way she has. Hair draped all over white marble flowing enchantingly against the wind. Entranced by the ocean and its soothing nature, she kept her eyes close and after a few moments of short meditation she opened her eyes and smiled as she saw a little girl being carried by whom she can sense was her father.
Watching them made her think about the first time she had gone to the beach with her father. Laughter raged on and an instant she had forgotten why she had gone out to the balcony for.
A quick snap of her head, Serena took observed the party next door. There were tables, chairs, umbrellas made out of raffia and bamboo, food, drinks, and crowds of people all about. Some wore grass skirts as others wore floral printed tops and bottoms, islander Hawaiian music, loud colors, hula skirts. I was no other then a Luau.
On her tippy toes Serena stretched her sore arms up in the air, quickly running her fingers through her hair.
A small light giggled rang about and Serena again was force to look for the father and daughter. Satisfied, Serena smiled fondly at the family.
The feeling of being watched was nagging her mind. Feeling a few sets of eyes staring at her, Serena turned back to luau and saw five men doing just that, talking and staring directly at her.
The five men wore floral shirts, solid color shorts or casual slacks. Another man decided to join them and in no time was also staring at her. Talking but frequently gazing back at her, she stared in interest, trying to read their lips. All were handsome according to Serena. Her eyes searched theirs, and in an instant she came upon the ebony haired man, she became curious.
She stared at him until they both were locked in each others eyes introduce themselves without words, she was startled when one of the men waved and gestured an invitation to her but before she was able to decline the offer she was caught off guard by Junko.
"Serena-chan, your bath is ready" she said looking to what she had been staring at, noticing a man waving. Also noticing the other men admiring her from atop.
"Thank you.." somewhat in a startled voice, almost forgetting she was to take a bath. She looked back to where the six men were and glanced directly at the black haired man, smiling before retreating to her room.
Walking towards her room, she stood at first then setting sight on a small writing desk on the side.
Serena entered the bathroom, the soft scent of roses tickled her tired sense. "Junko, Do you know the family or the person who lives next door?"
"Yes, Itano-san" Junko answered.
"Was he one of the six men down there?" Serena asked as she untying the knot on her robe.
"Yes, the one that waved" smiled Junko noticing her young flawless and innocent beauty.
"I figured that. Can you please give this to him" handing her the note.
"I don't want him to think that I'm rude by not responding to his invitation" Serena said as she got in the tub. "Oh and please don't give them my name. We can formally introduce ourselves some other time".
"Okay... Ill check up on you later" Junko had closed the door as Serena settled herself down. Making her way down the stairs she ran into her husband.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"It seems that Serena-chan has encountered some admirers next door. They invited her over to their party but she is tired" she said showing the piece of paper in her hand.
"So she wrote them a note of regret" he said as she watch his wife walk down the stairs.
Junko went outside and made her way through the sand towards Mr. Itano's house. Six men stare at her in anticipation of what she had to say.
~ At the Luau ~
"Mamoru, Kunikaze" Narahiko and Zenjiji called out.
"I didn't think you were coming" said Narahiko to his friend. Then eyeing the many women that conversed. "This was a great idea" he murmured as a fine brunette crossed his path.
"Just as long as you stay away from the red one" Jeshi pointed out as he neared them. Their eyes averted towards the woman they recognized as Rei. Eyeing first the others before giving a quick tolerant nod towards Mamoru.
"Hey Jeshi, How you doing?" shaking Narahiko, and Zenjiji's hands. Turning slightly towards Kunikaze and Mamoru.
"Jeshi.." greeted Kunikaze.
"Kunikaze.." Jeshi returned before silence were between the two.
"Something in mind Jeshi?" asked Mamoru watching him curiously.
"Since you asked.. I DO" Jeshi drawled "I would really 'appreciate' it, if you keep my fiancé out of Tsukino business." The three other men stood silently.
"What ever Rei does is her decision" Mamoru returned dryly "I didn't put her up to it" His eyes leveling to Jeshi with a smirk.
"My ass.. You've put a fucking strain in our relationship because even though as dirty as you are, cant stay on top of things..." Jeshi glared, Mamoru didn't as much flinch by his words.
"Strain.. you know what she told me Jeshi.." Mamoru paused eyeing his drink at first then bring his eyes back to Jeshi. "That your relationship was strained from the beginning"
"Liar.. When? And Why would she tell you this"
"You know..." Kunikaze didn't like this, not at all. Mamoru was toying with Jeshi's temperamental mind. " During our late night... dinners... alone" Jeshi lunged for Mamoru and gotten as far as grabbing his shirt. Kunikaze held him back and Narahiko grabbed his hand that was springing to make contact with Mamoru's unfaltered face.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD..."
"Jeshi don't..." held Kunikaze and Narahiko. Jeshi looked around and the party had stopped to see the commotion between the two. Rei had looked mortified at the sight.
"You don't know a dam thing about me and Rei." he shrugged off Kunikaze and Narahiko. "Keep your hands off of her" he warned before he turned to leave. They watched as Jeshi approach Rei, whispering something in her ear before she followed him out. The party had resumed and Kunikaze gave a deep sigh.
"Mamoru-san, why the hell did you go on doing that for?" The non-caring of a man, stood uninterested to the berating that Kunikaze will be doing. "Do you realize this will cause Rei to go ballistic, especially since you fed Jeshi those unnecessary thoughts of You and Rei"
"I can handle Rei" Mamoru voiced his opinion. "and I was bored"
"BORED! Doesn't it even matter that your putting Rei's relationship on the line here" That caught his attention and said nothing. Now even though he didn't care much for the guy, he cared about Rei. A tiny bit of remorse pulsed in his veins as he stared into his glass.
"He..llo... Mamoru baby.." a woman with a short floral skirt and matching bikini top spoke huskily, grabbing the men's attention as well.
"Hello Millie" Mamoru sipped his drink, setting aside the Jeshi, Rei incident. She glided over to the five men making sure they saw every inch of her curves.
"Why haven't you been returning my calls sweetie? I was getting worried about you." she stroked his bangs away from his eyes.
"I've been busy"
"Busy, even for little ol me" Millie took Mamoru's glass, sipping it carefully, her eyes settled on his. "I tell you what, meet me at my place at six o'clock tomorrow and you can make it up to me". A smile formed on his lips. "Can I expect you?" With the weeks that had just passed, thoroughly Mamoru had avoided his mistresses and overzealous women but then again he was a man with needs. The week's frustrations with his rival company hadn't made it any easier. Mamoru eyed Millie, with every bit of sex oozing through her perched eyelashes.
Different, Millie was one to not dwell with promises from him, she was in favor of just free sex, no attachments. Perhaps Millie's company was what he needed. One last glanced at her inviting smile he answered. "Ill be there" with dark livid eyes. Kunikaze noticed and shook his head.
"Good, I cant wait" swaying as she left the men to gaze at her noticeably swaying hips. Mamoru from the corner of his eyes had noticed a tall tale of a grin on Kunikaze's lips.
"What"
"I thought you were trying to avoid those?"
"Can I ask you something?" Narahiko questioned as he still held his eyes on Millie's hips "is she good?"
"Are you asking me to share my secrets?" asked Mamoru "But I'm sure Kunikaze knows" He eyed Kunikaze, true he has had his own personal evenings with Millie.
"Terrible... you know that" Kunikaze described him.
"Take a look at that?" at their friend's request, all four men tore their eyes away from the subject and gazed up to the balcony. A free pixie like woman, provocatively leaning against the marble rail greeted their sight. A perfect eye-candy, the men stared in awe at the delicious goddess above.
"Holy Shit..." muttered Narahiko "I just die and gone to heaven?"
"My God does she even know she has an audience" asked Zenjiji
"I highly doubt that" answered Mamoru also dazing at the woman. His eyes narrowing to try to recognize the woman, but all he could make out was a robed figure, a long set of refined legs and a vast amount of golden tresses that glowed from the from the dimmed lights of her balcony. A scene in 18th century romance stories, she was a siren calling out to sea.
"Look at all that hair, imagine... having all that fanning all over your pillow and..." Zenjijiji lowly voiced for the men to hear.
"I don't know about the rest of you but I've always been a legs kind of guy" Kunikaze narrowed his eyes to the long limbs, imagining them around him intimately.
"Im with you there Kunikaze... Does anyone recognize her?" asked Mamoru curiously.
Still in awe, Mamoru like the rest, watched in full attention at the goddess above, her provocative pose feeding into their arousal. His throat drying as he swept over her body. Taking considerate notes on her golden halo. Pooling like waterfalls and roused up by the subtle wind, her mane wavered enchantingly, adding much more to her bewitching figure. Deep in thought, Mamoru didn't even notice the conversation being directed towards him.
"Mamoru-san..." Kunikaze had shaken his shoulder "you alright there?"
"Yeah I'm fine" Mamoru side glanced at his friend for a second, his eyes clouded with curiosity... then shot back to the girl on the balcony. Kunikaze didn't miss a beat as he watched Mamoru's interest deepen with every glance. The sparkling curiosity that his eyes held, not at all like the useful eyes he held for Millie a moment or two ago. Five men stared in content, watching the mystery woman as she steadily looked out at sea.
"I am not imagining this." Zenjiji voiced still uncertain if the figure above was real. Serena glanced over to the party, narrowing her eyes a bit to the crowd.
Serena stretched her arms up and was on her tippy toes unknowingly showing the higher part of her thighs. The men took deep breaths and groaned simultaneously when she lightly ran her fingers along her hair.
Anything at the moment can made their wildest fantasies erupt in their minds. It was becoming harder to bare, aching and hauntingly needing to know the woman's name. Thankful that they had been standing behind some rails they stood tensely, watching Serena play her innocent self.
Facing forward to the family playing about. Serena quickly turned to face the men to be staring.
"Houston we've have a problem" Narahiko comically added, all too stunned to say anything else. All five now were smiling at Serena and couldn't help but fluster in embarrassment for getting caught staring.
"We better quit staring. There is still a possibility that she might have a husband or a boyfriend or something that might insinuate bottle injuries " Zenjiji wisely commented but still kept his far out gaze.
"Hey you five, what are you guys doing here by the rails. The party and the women are over there" Mr. Itano pointed it out. When he received no response, only silence, he became curious. Lifting his own eyes, he sought out what had caught these men's undivided attention, now he himself was captured.
"No wonder" he approached the men quietly. "I knew I their had to be a reason for this piece of property to be so expensive... the view here is beautiful" stepping in line behind the rail. "I don't recall having new neighbors!" he asked himself.
"Do you know her Itano-san?" asked Mamoru politely.
"No... She must have just moved in. The house was purchased a year ago while I was out of the country. I have only seen a middle aged couple about and from what my servants had gathered they are the care takers. Believe me if I had only known I would of invited her without hesitation" Itano had mentioned admiring Serena above.
"Well its not too late" Mamoru insisted as he looked up to be caught in Serena's gaze.
"Yes.. yes its not too late" the others murmured.
"I suppose not" Itano waved, motioning her to come down.
"She's smiling, perhaps she'll join us" Zenjiji anxiously waited.
"I sure hope so" Narahiko added.
Mamoru still caught in the gaze faintly heard the comment, smirking fondly as he tenderly spoke "Yes... I hope so as well..." The five men stopped staring and quickly did a side glance at their friend. Their brows furrowed, the statement being of question, had it been said with lust they understood, with sarcasm they would of wondered, but the statement was gently coated, acknowledging hidden interest. "Another has joined her" their eyes that furrowed at the Mamoru's statement returned to the balcony.
They all watch to see her reaction when a woman came out and faced her. Ruining there gaze as Serena turned away.
"Is that her mother?" asked Jeshi
"I think that's the wife of the caretaker". Smiling at first Serena tore he gaze away from Mamoru, leaving him disappointed as she returned to her room.
Waiting in anticipation, they sighed as the women who stepped out was not Serena but the other.
"The woman with her" they watched her come closer with ever step.
Junko took a deep breath and walked on to face Mr. Itano and his guests. "Good evening Itano-san, I am Chua Junko" Junko bowed respectfully.
"Good evening to you Chua-san" he placed his glass down on the marble rail.
"My lady had asked me to give you this note" Junko handed Itano the note, waiting as he unfolded and waited for his reply. The note and with beautiful pen men ship he read in English -
To the host of the party,
Thank you for your offer and it would have been gladly taken. But I have just arrived from a long trip and am very exhausted. Perhaps we sometime in the following week we can formally meet.
Your New Neighbor
Curious to know, Mamoru looked over Itano-san's shoulder. Itano felt the curiosity of his business partner and smiled. "Tell me Chua-san, Does your lady have a name?"
"Yes, she does, and a beautiful name it is. But she had ask me to not disclose her name."
"I see."
"Is their a reason to why she would like to remain nameless?"
"No.. sir.. but the miss had wanted to formally introduce herself in a latter time"
"Miss?" Mamoru commented but yet was a silent question.
"Yes... Miss..." Junko watched the young man's gaze float from her own back to the balcony with something more than a gleam in his eyes.
"She is exhausted you say, where did you lady come from?"
"She is from America Itano-san and right now my lady is taking her bath..." a stiff groan, a cough then a chuckle was heard and Junko was trying real hard to hold her respect and not laugh at the four men. The only one who had seemed quite composed was Itano-san himself and the man who had re-iterated 'Miss'.
"A bath" a mutter was heard "would I pay to see that!"
Five accusing pairs of eyes stared at him. Eyeing him cautiously as Mamoru's piercing shards warned him.
"Was I thinking out loud?" Narahiko pointed at himself and watched everyone nod. "Cold....... Drink anyone?" Narahiko departed from the group.
"Then Chua-san can you tell us how old your lady may be?" asked Zenjiji quite curious.
"Would your Miss, happened to be tied?" asked Kunikaze rapidly tying to meet Mamoru's gaze.
"Perhaps her number?" asked Zenjiji quietly and sarcastically to himself. Chuckling as he met the watchful eye of Kunikaze, then dying as he watched Mamoru's "I see Naomi standing their looking bored Zenjiji... why don't you go dance with her"
"I think Ill do just that" leaving the men behind.
"Yes you should!" nodded Mamoru before returning his interest of questioning the woman. Junko bit her lip suppressing laughter within, before speaking she kindly smiled towards the host who in tune was also not far from laughing himself.
"Sir with much respect, I think these questions should be directed to her. I do not know if she will approve of me giving such personal information"
"I agree.."
"and.. if there is nothing else Sir, I will be heading back now, I still need to unpack her belongings." Bowed Junko.
"Oh yes, go ahead and tend to your lady" They watch Junko turn to leave but pausing a bit.
"By the way, the answer is No"
"No to what Chua-san?"
"About Miss having a boyfriend" directing to Mamoru. A light expression was on Mamoru's face as he gazed at Junko's small quaint eyes. Nodding, acknowledge the given information.
"Arigato Chua-san" he said as he watched her leave.
"You know if I don't know any better, I think that last comment was directed to you Mamoru" Kunikaze again found Mamoru to stare at the balcony.
"No... you think?" sarcastically said Itano.
Narahiko and Jeshi finally returned, handing everyone with bottles of asahi.
"Is it safe to come back?" asked Narahiko handing drinks.
"I think I need something colder than that" Mamoru took the bottle and brought it to his mouth. Taking a small gulp as his eyes turned upwards towards the balcony once more. Hoping and wishing that she would come step out.
"Lets go get something to eat... there's no use to standing here."
~*
An hour had passed since Serena had fallen into a relaxing sleep. A knock from Junko had awaken her, glancing at the clock on the counter... she had been too relaxed to realize how long she had been soaking.
Releasing the stopper and raising out of the tub she stifled another yawn. "my goodness" she whispered grabbing a towel and wiping herself before slipping on her robe. Brushing her hair, Serena had walked out of the bathroom to find Junko unpacking.
"How was your bath?"
"Why didn't you wake me? Another few minutes I would or probably turned into a large prune." Junko smiled fondly at Serena before motioning to intimate clothing.
"I laid these out for you."
"Thank you, its exactly what I had in my mind" Serena thankfully smiled. Junko slipped in the closet again hanging and putting away several items. Serena had taken her lacy undergarments and slipped them on. Serena's hair covered her mounds as she disrobed and slipped on her short silk and lace chemise.
Flopping herself on the bed, she sighed then noticed the still lingering island music playing about. A quick glanced at the balcony had her thinking.
"Junko-san did you give the owner the note I had given you?" she asked
"Yes I did and 'they' are very eager to meet you."
"Perhaps I'll introduce myself tomorrow" Serena began brushing her hair. Junko walked out of the closet to find Serena brushing her blond mane.
"You have such beautiful hair" Junko had set everything aside and sat beside Serena and offering to help.
"thank you" A few strokes and Serena was again falling asleep. The soothing motion on her scalp and massaging movement of the brush was calming.
"You know... those men out there were trying to pry information from me"
With her eyes closed to the massaging feeling of the brush, Serena politely asked "questions on what?"
"They were very curious to know who you were" Junko smiled "where you came from and if you had a boyfriend" Serena's eyes opened immediately.
"What did you say" she turned anxiously waiting to know what Junko had shared.
"I told them No"
"And how did you know that" asked Serena
"Your mother and father told me that you were very single" she chuckled lightly.
"They did... did they..." laughing "What else did they tell you?"
"a few things here and a few things there.."
"I think perhaps I need to call my parents to ask what they've been saying on my behalf"
"I can assure you everything they have told me were all in good nature... by any chance are you hungry?"
"Actually I am a bit hungry... airplane food just seemed to not go well with me. Junko laugh as she got up and handed Serena the brush.
"I think I can find something. What would you like?" asked Junko
"Something light, its getting late and I don't want to be too full."
"Okay, Ill be back" said Junko as she closed the door. Serena continued to brush her hair and lightly smiled as she can still hear music outside. Looking at the clock beside her she noticed that it was 9:15 pm. Walking out to the balcony, she happily sighed at the bountiful stars that sparkled in the sky. With her barely there chemises drifting, flowing around her lightly, she again leaned on the marble railing.
The silk gown she wore was short but a perfect length for Serena's 5'8 slim figure. The beginnings of the sultry vesture were the spaghetti straps. Silkily thin and designed with each one silver heart shape charm in front, the charm connected the straps to the sheer pieces that held her breast snug. Fitted on top, the overlay of lace and sheer chiffon romanticized her whole ensemble. The depths of her cleavage taunting ones eyes, starting from the low parts of her breast to the midst of her revealing cleavage, the gown was alluring and sensual in every way. The back was cut into a V, revealing her velvety smooth skin. Given one to admire her from the tops of her neck to her tailbone. This was Serena's favorite of her collection.
As she got to the rail of the balcony she breathed in deeply, taking the oceanic breeze. She began to brush her hair and had given up when the wind teased and rustled through. The evening was most peaceful, even the loud music next door could not disturb her reverie of calm. Realizing after a few seconds of the music and her reason for her return, she took a quick glance down and found herself to be hurdled with laughter from within.
The sight before her was of one from a comedy line up or an episode of Saturday Night Live. Tipsy men and women, awkwardly danced and jiggled around. The final draw was when someone had brought out a stick and had everyone followed his move to do the limbo. Laughter erupted even louder as guest fell left and right.
Caught in happy laughter, she didn't notice the group of men admiring her once again. Grabbing her stomach Serena leaned over the rail laughing and brushing strands of hair away from her face. Her face clear from the strays, her eyes found a noticeable group. One that she noticed were the same four men she had seen before she went off to bathe. A dark blush crossed her cheeks being caught in what she thought her obnoxious laughter and glee.
Straightening, Serena kindly returned their smile. Here eyes catching one particularly figure, a man who stood tall, regal in a way and very sure. Not knowing what his eyes held, she can feel the enraptured presence within. His appearance, from what she can make out, was in shadows but still his high cheekbones were well defined. The subtle quirk of his lips, were tantalizing in every way. She was sure appreciative of his handsome definition in his khaki colored slacks and deep blue crisp floral themed shirt.
Hoping that in the blackness of night that they didn't notice the deepening blush coloring her cheeks. Obviously not from her original embarrassment, but for the trying way her mind had defined the man she knew nothing about. A few moments had passed and it was unclear to how long they had been staring at one another, but her composure of clam and cool died as the dark haired man came closer to her balcony. "oh no!" Serena whispered
~*
"Kunikaze why aren't you dancing with Mina-chan?" asked Zenjiji
"She left already"
"How about you Mamoru, I'm pretty sure all these ladies would like at lease one dance with Mr. Chiba"
"I'm not in the mood" sighing as he answered then directly staring at his glass. Kunikaze from the time they had seen the girl above have been observing his friend and from his friends candy coated comment. A deep thought had crossed his mind. A few times he had caught Mamoru staring at the balcony and he is to wonder how long till he would make a move or make his unknown intentions clear. He decided to pry.
"Mamoru, what's up?... you've turned down every girl that asked."
"You feeling alright man?" Jeshi eyed his friend and his girlfriends' boss.
"Or rather distracted" Kunikaze grinned as he held the attention of his friend.
"Distracted? By what?" asked Zenjiji
"His rival of course, Mamoru-san has been working......" Narahiko added to the discussion. Still Kunikaze held his gaze to Mamoru who held no face.
"Or who?" Grinning, Kunikaze saw the gleam of interest in his eyes.
"Kunikaze, not one woman has ever distracted me. What makes you think one has now?" Just when Kunikaze wanted to prove him wrong to his words, a giggling sound traveled with the gentle winds. At first the five men stared at one another then looked around to find no one.
"Where is that coming from" asked Mamoru looking around.
"I don't know" Kunikaze answered as he quickly looked up to find the culprit.
"She's returned" pointed Jeshi towards the balcony. Mamoru's eyes traveled up, almost nerved for waiting but as soon as his eyes caught the pixie, he wasn't disappointed, none of them were.
"Have you seen anyone so... so..." Kunikaze began but couldn't get the words out. They all watch her curl down over the marble rail, laughter traveling to their ears.
"Whoa!" whispered Zenjiji. Cut low, Serena didn't realize she was giving them a small glimpse of her breast area.
"Nice........."
"Ahh.. Huh.."
"I wonder if she knows, what she's doing to us" Kunikaze becoming uncomfortable with the firmness along his lower body.
"I don't think so" Mamoru too feeling his own body tensing in arousal. After a few moments of being undetected they were to their highest peak of arousal. Stomach churning as they watch the pixie play her roll as a seductive on the balcony. Serena had steadily looked at the men and consciously straightened herself up.
"Is that a blush I see?" asked Kunikaze taking a swift glance at Mamoru. Busily studying the woman, Mamoru failed to hear Kunikaze. Staring... all he could do was stare, 'who is she' he wondered. Finally after watching her fidget around the balcony he finally made his mind up. Mamoru started to walk away from the group of men.
"Where... where is he going?" Zenjiji and Narahiko both asked.
Kunikaze smiled, his intuitions and guesses were starting to reveal a side of Mamoru none has ever seen. Watching as Mamoru eagerly walked his way towards Serena's Balcony.
Walking with not a care of the presence he had left next door, his strut defined in the sandy depths, head held high and the sure calm physique he has always shown was even eminent in the dark.
From the sandy floors to the grindy marble floors that began once he entered the grounds. Grindy from the sand... his steps static sounding, closing in and near the girl. Lifting his head he set eyes on her, closer he came her form became prominent and what he and the others were able to see from a far was nothing compared to how the girl looked at closer range.
"Ohayo" Serena had started, feeling a bit flustered to have to meet someone in her intimate attire.
"Ohayo" Mamoru stared at the angel, mesmerizing her every form, her shadowed cheekbones and shadowed lips.
"Enjoying the party?" asked Serena calmly, conversing to ease her nerves.
"the usual.." he took note of the accent of a non-native Japanese lingo.
"The usual? DO you not dance at parties?" she asked
"Well actually, I've been waiting to ask the right woman" he smiled handsomely giving her the hint of wanting to meet. Serena said nothing, trying to ease her beating heart as the huskiness in his voice was evident, yet it also warned her. "If she would only come down".
"Perhaps some other time. I've had a long trip and am a bit tired. Aside that I have yet to have dinner."
"I see" disappointed but not given in so easily "how about I join you?"
"Join me?" she questioned "you mean dinner?" Serena watch him nod to her guess. "A complete stranger... My mother told me never to invite a complete stranger to my home" she smiled to soften the rejection.
"Chiba Mamoru miss.." Mamoru of course didn't waste his time and took his cue.
"Nice to meet you Chiba-san.. my name is Usagi"
"There now Usagi-san, I am not a total stranger anymore"
"A persistent man you are Chiba-san"
"I am, especially when given the chance of having a beautiful woman's company"
"Do you always charm all your women this way?" Serena grinned "It seems that your flattery has been all worked"
"No I don't.. If it seemed that way it is because... it's so easily thought with the likes of you Usagi-san, it's only befitting. Do I pass to join you?" he asked sure that he had gotten her to agree. Serena held her gaze to him. Though it was tempting to have company...
"Se..." Junko began to say when she saw Serena's warning eyes. She stopped within completing her name "Usagi" she heard her whisper.
"Usagi-san... your dinner is ready" looking over the balcony to recognize a man she had encountered earlier.
"Arigato Junko-san, Ill be there in a bit." Serena watched Junko wink at her then entered her room once again. Her attention now to the man below. "If circumstances were different Chiba-san, I wouldn't hesitate to invite you in. I'm afraid your still a stranger to me... some other time..." Mamoru nodded in respect, as much as he was determined to meet her, it was futile when she was determined to stir him the opposite way. "till we meet again, Chiba-san"
"Definitely... count on it" he almost threatened "and when we do Usagi-san... have dinner with me?"
"When we do Chiba-san..." she thought for a moment "permitting I feel comfortable... dinner could be an option." she smiled lastly before retreating.
Serena began to walk back to her room as a gust of wind suddenly blew strong making her hair flow up revealing her smooth flawless back which in turn made the three men in the party groan and Mamoru's jaw tighten in frustration.
Serena had retreated in her room and the men watch Mamoru make his way back to the group. His eyes showing his brief disappointment.
"So, did you get her name?" Kunikaze prodded.
"Usagi" Mamoru's lips turned into a grin.
"Rabbit... cute..."
"At close range..."
"Even better" Mamoru took one last look towards the balcony and thought about the next time they will meet.
End of Chapter 5
Written. 10.99
Revised. 1.31.02
Raq