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Kusanagi leaned back in a theater chair, breathing out a long, deep sigh. He had just finished three hours of rehearsing his lines. Usually, it only took him ten minutes to memorize a page worth of lines. It always came at the snap of his fingers, as if it were magic. But this time it was different. He knew it wasn't because of a loss of memory--he's not that old--or he couldn't understand the words. He knew exactly what it was. It was more of a someone than a something.
It all began when he was finished saying good-bye to Momiji after her re-audition that Sugishita had granted after Kusanagi made a deal with him. He told Sugishita that he wouldn't take the part if he didn't let Momiji have a second chance. He agreed to Kusanagi's offer, since he need him in his play to bring in large crowds. So basically Sugishita needed him more than Kusanagi need him.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Kusanagi holding her close to him.
Momiji smiled and kissed his soft lips. "Count on it," she said, and walked away.
Kusanagi waited until she left the theater and he then walked backstage, where a lot of the actors sat, taking a break. Since there were no empty seats, he grabbed a beer from the opened case and went into his dressing room.
Once he stepped inside of his dressing room, he knew something was different. It was as if everything changed without him knowing it. It gave him an unsettling feeling in his stomach. He wasn't sure if he should take caution or at least be weary of what could be in the room with him. He didn't know what to do.
He slowly shut the door behind him, purposely keeping his back turned to the open room. He locked it and then little by little, he turned around. And like he had expected, someone was sitting at his dressing table. Someone who he had already met.
"Sakura Yamazaki," he said, letting her name to roll off his tongue with ease.
She turned to him with a big bright smile on her face. "Hello Kusanagi," she said in a sultry way that could even make even the most reserved man blush. "Just call me Sakura."
Kusanagi's cheeks started to turn to the color of roses. He couldn't believe that he was blushing! And the thought of him blushing over Sakura made him even more bewildered. Since when do I feel so attracted to her? And what about Momiji? I thought I liked her instead? Wait a minute. Could I possibly like both of them? I really like Momiji, but I also feel attracted to Sakura in a way that's different from what I feel with Momiji. Maybe I can like both of them…even though it's not fair to both of them. Nor is it to me. But I'm afraid that I can't help my feelings.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
She stood up and walked closer to him. She was still in her costume: a sailor uniform. It's the costume the Kushinada wears when she's in school, but Sakura wore it in a way that would get it banned from school. But then, she made every clothing she wears look sexy, which is why she's better at making guys swoon at her feet than Momiji is.
"Don't you want me here, Kusanagi?" she asked, tilting her head to the side with a sly smile on her face. "I thought it would make you happy if I came here to keep you company."
He swallowed hard and loosened the collar of his shirt. It started to get very hot all of the sudden. Too hot, in fact. "Uhh…," he stammered, searching his mind for the right words to say. "That's not what I meant. I didn't think you would be here…in my dressing room…all by yourself."
"I thought you would like having me in here," she said, and slowly walked towards him. She lifted her hand to his cheek and she playfully moved her fingertips on his soft skin. "I know you feel something for me."
s eyes widened. Although it was true, he didn't want it to be so noticeable. He wanted it to be hidden, but not even he could hide something like that from her. She would've found out anyway, but thank God, Momiji wasn't around when she did find out. I would be in trouble then…
Sakura leaned in to kiss his cheek. He didn't stop her. He was too dumbfounded to. He just stood there, feeling vulnerable to her every move. She leaned in closer to him, taking in his warmth and the pleasing aroma of his cologne.
"Sakura," he said quietly. He wanted to push her away, but his arms kept to his sides, feeling too heavy for him to lift. "I--I don't think you should…uhh…do this."
She giggled and said, "But it's fun, Kusanagi. I was told that life should be fun."
"But not if it will hurt someone else," he replied, gaining the energy to back away. "I'm with Momiji."
She took no hesitance to that reply. She simply moved closer to him. "Momiji doesn't have to know, Kusanagi. We can be together secretly. She'll never figure it out. It will be a secret affair."
Kusanagi raised a brow. It can't be that easy. If things were that easy, he would have hundreds of girls by his side. Maybe even thousands. But no matter how many girls he had, he would always need Momiji with him. She brings out a better side in him. A side that not even he knew about. But unfortunately, that side is not a part of him right now. He wanted it to be, but it didn't come out. He was allowing himself to become part of Sakura's plan. He became weak in her eyes.
"So what do you say, Kusanagi," she said, twirling a strand of his hair with her finger."
He swallowed nervously. "How do I know you won't tell if I did agree?"
She smirked. "Just do what I tell you to do," she replied. "If you tell me everything I want to know, you won't have to worry about a thing."
He stepped back, keeping his eyes locked on her. "What do you want to know?"
She turned and walked over to the dressing table. She pulled herself up on it and sat. She looked him over with a grin still slicing her face. "I just want to know why Momiji ran away from the theater the other day."
"That's all?' he asked in shock.
She nodded.
Without hesitation, he told her the whole story. He didn't even realize what he was doing until he was through. Oh my God! What did I just do? I did something I wasn't supposed to…I gave away her secret! A secret I promised I'd keep! Dammit!
Sakura jumped off the table and walked over to him. "Thank you, Kusanagi. It was enlightening," she said, and kissed his lips. She then started to walk toward the door, when Kusanagi grabbed her arm. She stopped and turned to him. "What is it?"
"Why did you want to know?" he asked, hoping she would forget about it.
She smiled. "Well I want to beat her of course," she replied. "I want the leading role."
He dropped his hand to his side. He couldn't believe it. Why did he do that? Why did he let his hormones get in the way? How could he forget about Momiji so easily? But he couldn't help of feeling attracted to Sakura. There was something about her that drew him to her. Could he be having feelings for Sakura? Could I like two girls at the same time?
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To Be Continued…
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