+Mamoru's Point Of View+
"Dude, you coming to that party later on tonight?" I asked my best bud, Korin.
"Hell ya! Do you know how many god damn chicks will be at that party? It's the biggest and last one this summer. Might as well have fun seeing how school starts 3 days from now."
"Great. You picking Yasuo up as well or what?"
"Yeah. That mother fucker black mailed me into being his personal chauffer starting last week till the end of the school year. Fucking bastard," he muttered, running a hand through his dirty-blonde hair.
"Man he must have picked the best thing to fucking black mail you with if the chauffering will be going on for that long," I chuckled, pulling my wallet out of the back pocket of my jeans.
It was a really hot day and the Snow Cone stand was just a few feet away from us.
"Hell ya. I don't know how the fuck he found out though. Remember...The beginning of this summer...That Rui chick."
"Wow dude he found out?! Man...I wish I thought of black mailing you with it first. Yes, two strawberry snow cones please," I ordered, handing the old man behind the counter the right amount of money.
"Yeah well, you'd think since we're all best buds and what not, that he wouldn't be doing this. Trust Yas to take advantage of anything that comes his way," snorted the dirty-blonde-haired man. We grabbed our cones and headed off in the opposite direction.
"You can say that again," I laughed, recalling numerous times when our red-headed friend had jumped to certain impossible opportunities and just barely made them work out.
"Well I'll see you later," I said, slowly making my way to the right.
"Where the hell you going?" He asked, pointing out the fact that my house wasn't anywhere near where I was heading.
"That Usagi chick invited me over for 'dinner'," I winked, a huge grin spreading from ear to ear.
"Oh. 'Dinner'. Right," he chuckled, giving me the thumbs up. "You finally gonna give her what she's practically been begging for?"
"Yeah I figured I'd get her heated up at this 'dinner', then we'll go off to the party. Maybe afterwards I'll give her some," I smirked, already imagining how it would feel to have her smooth skin pressed up against mine as she panted my name over and over again.
"Let me know about it tomorrow then. Man you truly are THE dare-devil. I'll see you late tonight," he waved. "Good luck with that chick."
"I don't need luck," I laughed, running a hand through my silky hair before heading off.
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*Ding dong*
I rang the door bell and waited for someone to come answer the door. Not a mere 3 seconds had passed when my soon-to-be bitch flung the door open and practically threw herself on me. I mean, I know I'm sexy and irresistable but come on! A guy needs room to breath.
"Hey," she smiled, giving me a quick kiss, her arms wrapped around my neck. Remembering my plan, I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist before she could pull away, and lowered my lips onto hers in a long, passionate kiss.
~Soon, not only will your arms be wrapped around me, but also your legs.~ I grinned mentally.
"Hey beautiful," I spoke at last, breaking away from the kiss. She pouted, standing up on her tipy-toes, trying to claim my lips. "Not now gorgeous," I whispered, aware of some movements within the house. "After dinner."
~Oh yes...By the end of the night, the sexy fox will surely have the very naive bunny rabbit. No doubt~ I thought, looking her up and down. She was wearing a dark pink knee-length skirt and a light pink tank top. Damn she really doesn't know how to dress. Firstly, the skirt was too long. Secondly, the tank top wasn't cut low enough.
"Hello Mamoru!" Came a female voice from within the house. Usagi's mother appeared out of nowhere, grabbing her purse. "Kenji and I were about to head out to the movies. Shingo's over at one of his friends house so it will only be you two in the house. I trust you two won't do anything inappropriate...?" It was more of a question than a statement. I ignored it, absorbed in my plans for the night. The ditsy blonde must have forgotten to mention that we'd be alone. This'll be easier than I thought...
".....so I'll see you two later. Take care and if you need anything, you know my cell phone number! Bye honey!" Ikuko kissed her daughter on the cheeks before climbing into the car, where Kenji was waiting behind the wheel. They drove off...
"Well are you going to invite me in or are you going to invite me in?" I asked, flashing her one of my sexy grins. She blushed pathetically and moved aside, allowing me to step into the house. "What's cooking?" I ask, watching as she locked the front door and made her way into the kitchen, gesturing for me to follow.
"Food," she smiled mockingly. Well no duh sherlock! What kind of food you air head? Of course I wouldn't speak my mind...
"Interesting," I smiled back, fighting the impulse to tap my foot impatiently. "But not nearly as interesting as you are." Yeah I know. It was a pathetic attempt at flattery. But what the hell? She doesn't deserve to be flattered and she'll probably buy it. And she did, seeing how she's now making her way towards me, her eyes narrowed seductively. What a fucking git, makes me wanna burst out laughing. Does she really think I'd be interested in her? Especially after humiliating me infront of all those sexy ass cheerleaders.
"Have I ever told you how handsome you are?" She purred, tracing circles on my well-built chest with her index finger.
"Only about a million times," I breathed, pulling her closer in one swift movement. I saw her eyes flicker momentarily down to my lips. Smirking mentally, I gently pushed her away. "So! When do we eat?"
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"How'd you like it?"
It was the worst god damn food I ever ate in my fucking life. You can't cook to save your shitty life.
"It was great," I smiled, leaning back in my chair, watching as she cleared the table. No way in hell was I going to get up and help her. "So...What's for dessert?"
"Cheesecake...With cherry toppings," she smiled, bringing it out of the fridge. "We'll be eating it in the livingroom though. It's getting kind of stuffy in here."
And so we walked into the livingroom. I plopped down on the couch and watched as she set the cake down on the small coffee table, before hurrying off to get the plates and forks. When she was finally seated, she cut us both a piece, laying them neatly on both plates. What the fuck is up with that? They're gonna end up as shit in the toilet bowl soon, so what's the point of making them all nice on a god-forsaken plate?!
When she finally handed me mine, I picked up the fork and broke off a piece, placing it in my mouth. If it was up to me I'd shove it in, but I figured I'd play around with her mind a bit. So after each bite, I'd slowly lick the cherry-syrup off the fork, watching her from the corner of my eye. A couple of times she had tried to tear her eyes away from the flicking of my tongue, but of course, her efforts were futile.
It wasn't until she whimpered, that I turned my head to her with faked innocence etched upon my features. My sudden movements startled her, making her jump slightly, causing the piece of cheese cake to fall off her fork and onto her tank-top before sliding down onto her skirt.
"Oh crap," she muttered, placing her fork on the table and grabbing a napkin.
I could almost hear Yasuo whispering "Take advantage of this...Taaaaaaaaaake advantage of it!" And so...
"I think you should throw that in the washer. Cherry-syrup stains pretty quickly," I reasoned, taking the napkin from her hands and throwing it onto the table before turning to her yet again. "Let me help you out of it," I offered, quickly taking hold of the bottom of her tank and swiftly pulling it over her head before she had anytime to object.
"There," I grinned. "Muuuuuuuch better." I let the shirt fall onto the table before turning back to her, raising an eyebrow amusingly at her crimson face.
"I'll be right back," she muttered, attempting to stand up.
Grabbing her hand I pulled her back down to the couch. "Where you going beautiful?" I whispered seductively, pulling her to me before planting kisses all along her neck and shoulder.
"I...I need to...mmm.....need to..."
It seemed like she was having a hard time thinking up certain words. Then again my kisses do that. They make you forget everything but me and my sweet lips roaming your body. I don't see how any one can resist me.
"...a shirt..." She managed to breath, her hands slipping beneath my shirt.
I smirked playfully, pulling away. "But you look so damn sexy in that hot pink bra," I commented, my thumb lazily wandering over the soft fabric. I fooled around with her a bit more, before I caught sight of my watch and looked at the time.
"Damn," I muttered in fake irritation, looking down at the blue-eyed chick beneath me. "It's almost time to get going. The party starts in half an hour."
"We don't have to go," she whispered, pulling me back down, claiming my lips.
I chuckled softly, pulling away. "Oh yes we do," I smirked, moving off the couch.
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Alright that's the end of Chapter 1. Don't forget to review. State whether or not you want the next chapter in Third POV, or Mamoru's POV. Thanks in advance!
"Dude, you coming to that party later on tonight?" I asked my best bud, Korin.
"Hell ya! Do you know how many god damn chicks will be at that party? It's the biggest and last one this summer. Might as well have fun seeing how school starts 3 days from now."
"Great. You picking Yasuo up as well or what?"
"Yeah. That mother fucker black mailed me into being his personal chauffer starting last week till the end of the school year. Fucking bastard," he muttered, running a hand through his dirty-blonde hair.
"Man he must have picked the best thing to fucking black mail you with if the chauffering will be going on for that long," I chuckled, pulling my wallet out of the back pocket of my jeans.
It was a really hot day and the Snow Cone stand was just a few feet away from us.
"Hell ya. I don't know how the fuck he found out though. Remember...The beginning of this summer...That Rui chick."
"Wow dude he found out?! Man...I wish I thought of black mailing you with it first. Yes, two strawberry snow cones please," I ordered, handing the old man behind the counter the right amount of money.
"Yeah well, you'd think since we're all best buds and what not, that he wouldn't be doing this. Trust Yas to take advantage of anything that comes his way," snorted the dirty-blonde-haired man. We grabbed our cones and headed off in the opposite direction.
"You can say that again," I laughed, recalling numerous times when our red-headed friend had jumped to certain impossible opportunities and just barely made them work out.
"Well I'll see you later," I said, slowly making my way to the right.
"Where the hell you going?" He asked, pointing out the fact that my house wasn't anywhere near where I was heading.
"That Usagi chick invited me over for 'dinner'," I winked, a huge grin spreading from ear to ear.
"Oh. 'Dinner'. Right," he chuckled, giving me the thumbs up. "You finally gonna give her what she's practically been begging for?"
"Yeah I figured I'd get her heated up at this 'dinner', then we'll go off to the party. Maybe afterwards I'll give her some," I smirked, already imagining how it would feel to have her smooth skin pressed up against mine as she panted my name over and over again.
"Let me know about it tomorrow then. Man you truly are THE dare-devil. I'll see you late tonight," he waved. "Good luck with that chick."
"I don't need luck," I laughed, running a hand through my silky hair before heading off.
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*Ding dong*
I rang the door bell and waited for someone to come answer the door. Not a mere 3 seconds had passed when my soon-to-be bitch flung the door open and practically threw herself on me. I mean, I know I'm sexy and irresistable but come on! A guy needs room to breath.
"Hey," she smiled, giving me a quick kiss, her arms wrapped around my neck. Remembering my plan, I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist before she could pull away, and lowered my lips onto hers in a long, passionate kiss.
~Soon, not only will your arms be wrapped around me, but also your legs.~ I grinned mentally.
"Hey beautiful," I spoke at last, breaking away from the kiss. She pouted, standing up on her tipy-toes, trying to claim my lips. "Not now gorgeous," I whispered, aware of some movements within the house. "After dinner."
~Oh yes...By the end of the night, the sexy fox will surely have the very naive bunny rabbit. No doubt~ I thought, looking her up and down. She was wearing a dark pink knee-length skirt and a light pink tank top. Damn she really doesn't know how to dress. Firstly, the skirt was too long. Secondly, the tank top wasn't cut low enough.
"Hello Mamoru!" Came a female voice from within the house. Usagi's mother appeared out of nowhere, grabbing her purse. "Kenji and I were about to head out to the movies. Shingo's over at one of his friends house so it will only be you two in the house. I trust you two won't do anything inappropriate...?" It was more of a question than a statement. I ignored it, absorbed in my plans for the night. The ditsy blonde must have forgotten to mention that we'd be alone. This'll be easier than I thought...
".....so I'll see you two later. Take care and if you need anything, you know my cell phone number! Bye honey!" Ikuko kissed her daughter on the cheeks before climbing into the car, where Kenji was waiting behind the wheel. They drove off...
"Well are you going to invite me in or are you going to invite me in?" I asked, flashing her one of my sexy grins. She blushed pathetically and moved aside, allowing me to step into the house. "What's cooking?" I ask, watching as she locked the front door and made her way into the kitchen, gesturing for me to follow.
"Food," she smiled mockingly. Well no duh sherlock! What kind of food you air head? Of course I wouldn't speak my mind...
"Interesting," I smiled back, fighting the impulse to tap my foot impatiently. "But not nearly as interesting as you are." Yeah I know. It was a pathetic attempt at flattery. But what the hell? She doesn't deserve to be flattered and she'll probably buy it. And she did, seeing how she's now making her way towards me, her eyes narrowed seductively. What a fucking git, makes me wanna burst out laughing. Does she really think I'd be interested in her? Especially after humiliating me infront of all those sexy ass cheerleaders.
"Have I ever told you how handsome you are?" She purred, tracing circles on my well-built chest with her index finger.
"Only about a million times," I breathed, pulling her closer in one swift movement. I saw her eyes flicker momentarily down to my lips. Smirking mentally, I gently pushed her away. "So! When do we eat?"
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"How'd you like it?"
It was the worst god damn food I ever ate in my fucking life. You can't cook to save your shitty life.
"It was great," I smiled, leaning back in my chair, watching as she cleared the table. No way in hell was I going to get up and help her. "So...What's for dessert?"
"Cheesecake...With cherry toppings," she smiled, bringing it out of the fridge. "We'll be eating it in the livingroom though. It's getting kind of stuffy in here."
And so we walked into the livingroom. I plopped down on the couch and watched as she set the cake down on the small coffee table, before hurrying off to get the plates and forks. When she was finally seated, she cut us both a piece, laying them neatly on both plates. What the fuck is up with that? They're gonna end up as shit in the toilet bowl soon, so what's the point of making them all nice on a god-forsaken plate?!
When she finally handed me mine, I picked up the fork and broke off a piece, placing it in my mouth. If it was up to me I'd shove it in, but I figured I'd play around with her mind a bit. So after each bite, I'd slowly lick the cherry-syrup off the fork, watching her from the corner of my eye. A couple of times she had tried to tear her eyes away from the flicking of my tongue, but of course, her efforts were futile.
It wasn't until she whimpered, that I turned my head to her with faked innocence etched upon my features. My sudden movements startled her, making her jump slightly, causing the piece of cheese cake to fall off her fork and onto her tank-top before sliding down onto her skirt.
"Oh crap," she muttered, placing her fork on the table and grabbing a napkin.
I could almost hear Yasuo whispering "Take advantage of this...Taaaaaaaaaake advantage of it!" And so...
"I think you should throw that in the washer. Cherry-syrup stains pretty quickly," I reasoned, taking the napkin from her hands and throwing it onto the table before turning to her yet again. "Let me help you out of it," I offered, quickly taking hold of the bottom of her tank and swiftly pulling it over her head before she had anytime to object.
"There," I grinned. "Muuuuuuuch better." I let the shirt fall onto the table before turning back to her, raising an eyebrow amusingly at her crimson face.
"I'll be right back," she muttered, attempting to stand up.
Grabbing her hand I pulled her back down to the couch. "Where you going beautiful?" I whispered seductively, pulling her to me before planting kisses all along her neck and shoulder.
"I...I need to...mmm.....need to..."
It seemed like she was having a hard time thinking up certain words. Then again my kisses do that. They make you forget everything but me and my sweet lips roaming your body. I don't see how any one can resist me.
"...a shirt..." She managed to breath, her hands slipping beneath my shirt.
I smirked playfully, pulling away. "But you look so damn sexy in that hot pink bra," I commented, my thumb lazily wandering over the soft fabric. I fooled around with her a bit more, before I caught sight of my watch and looked at the time.
"Damn," I muttered in fake irritation, looking down at the blue-eyed chick beneath me. "It's almost time to get going. The party starts in half an hour."
"We don't have to go," she whispered, pulling me back down, claiming my lips.
I chuckled softly, pulling away. "Oh yes we do," I smirked, moving off the couch.
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Alright that's the end of Chapter 1. Don't forget to review. State whether or not you want the next chapter in Third POV, or Mamoru's POV. Thanks in advance!