Ha! Take that, education! Sorry. I'm going WK cuz . . . Actually, there isn't really a reason. I was bored. Okay, so that was a reason but an admittedly weak one. Yohji gets lead. I've got close to 23 chapters of three other stories (also WK/SM) on my Palm ™ that are somewhat longer than the first two on this story and I've kinda been focusing on them. My classes were cut down to four and I've got a bit more time. I'm not sure how this will affect my writing or even if it will affect my writing. I honestly have no intention of drawing this out, unnecessarily. If it happens, though, it happens.

Never Meant to Fall In Love

III. Plotting

"I'm . . . Hey! Watch it!" He yelled at a kid who tried to hit them with his bike.

"Sorry, Mi . . . Odango, what are you doing? You're supposed to be getting married!" the kid scowled.

"Shingo, shut up. Stupid baka was cheating on me! Stupid, stupid Chiba-baka!" she grumbled to herself, getting lost in her ire again.

"You're being redundant, Odango." The kid, Shingo, shook his sandy haired head.

"Bite me."

"Do I look like I want to be sick?"

"Shut up."

"You already said that."

"And I'll say it again. Shut up."

"Odango, what are you doing with this guy? I get that Chiba cheated on you, but isn't it kind of tacky to throw yourself at strangers?"

"I beg your pardon, I was not!"

"Uh, yeah you were." He insisted.

"Even if you weren't, it still looks like you threw yourself at him."

"I'm not close enough for that."

"Not to interrupt or anything, but whose the kid, Beautiful?" He cleared his throat.

"Oh! Right, right. This is Shingo, my younger brother. Shingo, this is . . . Uh, what's your name anyway? You were about to say when Shingo-baka interrupted."

"Hey!" The indignant boy yelled.

"Kudou Yohji."

"Hmm. Aren't you one of the guys who works at Koneko ie Sume? I heard a bunch of girls talking about the shop." She tilted her head slightly to the side.

"Yeah, it pays decent and pretty girls frequent the shop so it's a win-win situation." He shrugged it off.

"Mm." She nodded thoughtfully, her head clearly elsewhere.

"Uh-oh. What are you thinking, Odango? I don't like that look, that's the look you wear before you get in trouble for trying to pull crazy stunts." The boy clearly was dreading the look Usagi was wearing.

"Shut up. I was thinking . . . a lot of the girls from my school and the college Chiba attends hang out at the shop after school. To get the plan into action, I think it's important that we get everyone talking about us. If you work there and I'm pretending to date you, it's only natural for me to hang out at the shop until you get off, right?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. Everyone knows I'm kind of a lady-killer, real affectionate especially in public." He picked up on her lead.

"I'm not the most reserved, either. Usually, I'm real open with my emotions. So I guess PDA's are a go, especially in the shop."

"What?"

"She means public displays of affection, it's girl-talk." Shingo informed Yohji.

Both of the older blondes started, having forgotten he was there and that they were in public.

"We should try to find a less crowded place to get everything planned out. Shingo, you coming?" Usagi offered, scanning her surroundings quickly.

"Me?"

"You're good at this stuff, and I'm lousy at the whole deception thing so I'll need as much help as I can get." She reasoned.

"True. Let's try home. Dad isn't there, and Mom's out shopping." Shingo agreed.

"Sounds good. So where do you live?" Yohji concluded with a question.

"Let's go. This may take awhile." Usagi led the way, no longer emitting a furious battle aura.

Now, she only emitted a slightly irate emotion and a wealth of complicated plots and the like in the making.