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"Come on, Kome!" Momiji urged. "You're going to be late for the play!"
Kome opened the bathroom door with a snide look on her face. "I can not believe you're making me do this. You completely raped my face with make-up." It was the first time she had ever worn make-up. And it was indisputably the first time she had ever worn a dress. She felt so uncomfortable that she had to wear her combat boots so she was still reminded that she is "Kome, the Ultimate Warrior," or whatever.
"Oh, Kome," Momiji cooed, clapping her hands. "You look so pretty. I knew you would look great in a dress! You have the body for it."
Kome glared at her. "If you mention this to anyone else, I swear I'll let the Arigami after you!"
Momiji bit her lip. She couldn't keep it to herself, because she had already called the TAC to have them come over and wish her good luck. She knew she was in for it, but she wasn't sure if she truly cared. She knew Kome was kidding about the Arigami thing and she wanted her to feel good about herself before the play so she wouldn't blow it.
They went downstairs and were met with the TAC. The immediately gaped once they seen Kome. It was like seeing a bird without it's feathers.
"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Kome asked, her face turning a bright red. "If I was expecting you guys, I would've brought my gun."
Yaegashi could not take his eyes off of her. He was bedazzled at the way she looked. She looked hotter than the girls on his AV's. Drool trickled from the corner of him mouth. He resembled a kid in front of a candy store.
Kome caught him staring and instantly pushed him against the wall. "Don't look at me like that, Yaegashi. It gives me the creeps."
He swallowed hard. "Too good to be true," he said, and sighed.
The rest of the TAC complemented on the way she actually resembled a female unlike how she is usually. They wished her good luck and told her that they would cheer her on, even if she does mess up.
Kome went out to her car, while Momiji started to follow her when Kunikida grabbed her arm.
"I'm sorry you didn't get the part, Momiji. I know how badly you wanted it," he said softly. "If I was the director, I would've given you the part."
She smiled, feeling warmth inside her body. "Thank you, Mr. Kunikida. I really appreciate it. I really do."
He hugged her. "Just make sure Kome doesn't wear her gun while she performs, because I know she has one in her jeep."
She nodded and then headed for the jeep. They sped away. All she could think about was he calling Kusanagi the night before. She knew she couldn't talk to him until he apologized, but she still wanted to. She loved him, even after what he did to her. She could not stop herself from loving him. It was a natural thing, like breathing. Oh Momiji, when are you ever going to stop hurting yourself? she asked herself, and watched the people walk down the sidewalk as they passed.
She closed her eyes, picturing him and her together. It felt so right to be with him, as if they were made for each other. Maybe it's she wishful thinking or maybe she really does feel that way. She didn't know, but she did know that she wanted to be with him.
It amazed her that if he apologized to her right on the spot, she'd agree to see him again. After all the stuff he did, well only one thing, really, she'd break down and take him in her arms. Love made her want to bend over backward to be with him again, even if she did have to let go of her ultimatum of never wanting to see him once more. The only thing that she can't convince herself of is that he'll eventually ask for forgiveness. What if he does finally, but what if it's too late? The thought tore her apart into two. One that wants Kusanagi and the other wanting more.
"What to do…" she whispered to herself.
They finally arrived at the theater. A huge sin was decorated outside of it saying: THE PREMIER OF THE KUSHINADA LEGEND, DIRECTED BY SUGISHITA SHUNISHI, in big gold and silver letters. No one was in line yet, since it was only 2 hours until curtain goes up. Momiji had a while to be nervous.
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"Aw, Kome," Sugishita exclaimed. "You look…" He stopped to look her over, which took a while, since he likes to ogle at certain spots. "…really beautiful."
She rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. "Too easy," she remarked, and then went off to her dressing room.
Momiji stayed behind to help people set up the stage. She began to put up flowers, when she spotted Kusanagi lingering behind the back curtain. She leaned a little on the ladder to get a better look at him. He was pacing back and forth, reading over his lines. He looked so content and as if he was concentrating really hard. He looked cute as a dazed smile crept over his face.
He suddenly stopped ion his tracks and looked up at Momiji. He must have felt her eyes beaming on him. He waved and smiled. "Hi… Momiji."
This startled Momiji, and she almost lost her balance on the ladder. Good thing she had a good hold of the beam overhead, or else she would've been on the ground in pieces.
Kusanagi probably seen her almost fall, so he said, "Are you all right?"
She nodded. She did not know what to say to him. Her tongue was tied up in a ball in the back of her throat. She instantly went from being strong to being melted butter. She caught herself staring at him and quickly climbed down the ladder.
"What an idiot I am," she said to herself, and darted toward Kome's dressing room, when Kusanagi popped up in front of her. She backed away a few steps, to keep her distance.
"Momiji," he said, taking his time looking into her eyes. "Were you the one that called me last night?"
She sucked in air and shook her head. Of course she was lying, but she could not let him think she was desperate enough to call him. That would be worse than her throwing herself at him. She couldn't do that.
"Oh," he said, disappointed. He hanged his head low and sighed. "I thought you may have wanted to talk to me or something."
She wanted to say, "Yes, I wanted to talk to you, Kusanagi. I want to be with you again and love you!" but it didn't work like that. So she just smiled, and said, "I'm sorry, Kusanagi, it wasn't me… I'll see you later."
She walked away, feeling his eyes on her back. It took all the power in her body to keep walking away from him. "Be strong, Momiji," she told herself as she continued to Kome's dressing room.
As she headed down the hall, she came across a body laying on the floor. At first she thought it was a dummy from the death scene in the play, but as she got closer, she realized it wasn't. It was a live person. She quickly ran towards it, and became aware that this person was Kome!
"Kome!" she shouted, and sat her up. "What's the matter?"
Kome breathed in and then out. "That stupid Sakura! She hit me with some metal object and then ran off like a coward," she replied, reaching for her leg in pain. "If only I had my gun, then I would've shot her!"
"How was she able to hit you?" Momiji asked.
"She hid behind the corner. She waiting there and then suddenly cracked me in the leg with it," she said, almost shouting. "I swear if I see her, I'll…"
Before she got to finish, a voice from behind them said, "What happened here?"
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