AN: Oh my, 2005...It's been two years since I've updated... If you're wondering what I've been up to during that period of time, I've been on a mental hiatus with school and everything...Yeah...Hmm...I don't know what people will say about this chapter, since it has been two years since I've actually written anything for this story. Oh yeah, I do not know what in the world this site did to its edit manager, but I can't put in my own little scene breaks...Soo I just used lines...

Disclaimer: I don't OWN anyone. Well, actually anyone from SM or GW. (did you notice that it took me 4 chapters to write one of these things?)

CHAPTER 4: To Woo—Who?

The party had gone on until two in the morning. For Ami and Usagi, it had been a test of their tempers, due to the excessive amount of men trying to get to know them "just a little more," and the condescending remarks and scowls given by the disciples of Tara.

Mercifully, Kuromeru had granted the girls leave, thanks to the worried explanations from Pierre that they wouldn't be able to wake up that morning.

The room was dark, and everything was quiet. The alarm clock read 4:45. A car had just parked itself in front of the apartment building, and the sound of swift feet broke the silence.

The door opened and a tall figure could be seen creeping inside the room.

"I'm so sorry you girls only got three hours of sleep, but, that's the way this business goes," Pierre whispered. "So, without further ado, RISE AND SHINE MY PRETTY LITTLE KITTIES!!"

With that, Pierre went to the girls' beds and pulled off the covers, pouring a bucket of ice water onto where Usagi was supposed to be. To his surprise, it was empty. He quickly went to Ami's bed, also to find that she was missing.

"Umm...Girls?" Pierre asked nervously, becoming aware of the strange silence.

"Pierre...you have disturbed our rest. And for that, you must now pay! Mwhahahaha!!" a hoarse voice said from behind him.

"W-what are you g-going t-to do to me?"

"You will be executed for such a crime!"

"HUH?!?! But I didn't do anything!! I don't want to die!"

"Then you should have never been alive! Hahaha!"

Something struck Pierre's head, and his scream pierced through the building's quiet atmosphere.

While on his way to the gym, Kuromeru had passed by Pierre's car and knew that he was there to wake the girls up. He had decided to accompany them and, at the same time, check up on them.

"Trowa, you can stop here. I want to see if my new little models are all right. They had a terrible night last night," Kuromeru directed.

"Yes, Sir," Trowa coldly replied and stopped the limousine behind the neon green convertible.

Inside, they heard a shrill, high-pitched scream, which Kuromeru recognized as Pierre's.

"Come with us, Mr. Kuromeru," Heero ordered, pulling his gun out. "Where is their room?"

"It's on the fifth floor. Room E51."

The three got on the elevator, Trowa and Heero on either side of their charge. When they reached the fifth floor, there were worried heads popping out of almost every door. The room wasn't hard to find, since Pierre's disturbingly high screaming was all they had to follow.

"Mr. Kuromeru, I suggest that you stay back. Trowa," Heero said, nodding at his partner as he kicked down the door.

The two young men entered the dark room, guns aimed and ready to fire. All their senses were focused on the spot where Pierre was, and only Trowa allowed only a millisecond of surprise to show on his face.

Kuromeru walked in, wondering why his bodyguards had suddenly stopped, and began laughing when he saw the situation.

Apparently, Pierre had been drenched in water and was being attacked with feathered pillows. And the two culprits: a howling Usagi and a giggling Ami, still in their pajamas.

"Well, what do we have here?" Kuromeru asked to the oblivious trio.

They looked up, surprised to see that their own boss was here.

"K-baby, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I just thought I would escort you all to the gym, and when we heard you scream..."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Kuromeru, but, you see...It was all Ami's idea!" Usagi said, pointing her finger at Ami. "She forced me to do it. She even threatened to take away all my manga money! She said—"

"Excuse me? I did it? Oh, Usagi, you've got it all wrong. You were the one who wanted to do this to dear Pierre," Ami giggled maliciously (or as mean sounding a person like Ami could get) as she took out an Inuyasha manga with one hand and a pair of scissors with the other.

"AHH!! Nonononononononnonono!! DON'T YOU DARE!!!" Usagi screamed, even louder than Pierre, and stumbled across the feather-littered room towards Ami.

"Oh my, Usagi. We're really going to have to work on your gracefulness," Pierre clucked.

Usagi grabbed her precious manga and started to hug it like it was a baby.

"Oh, my darling, you're all right. Don't worry, I won't let that mean old Ami hurt you...All right, I did it. It was my idea!" Usagi laughed, a camera suddenly appearing in her hands.

"Wait...What are you going to—"

She took a picture of the drenched, feather-covered Pierre.

"Usagi!! What was that for?!" Pierre cried.

"It's a term called blackmail," Usagi snickered evilly. "And you have to let me eat whatever I want if you don't want me to show it to the world."

"WHAT?! That's absolutely crazy! Usagi, you know, as your dietitian—"

"Blah, blah, blah...I'll have copies of this picture sent to every one of your friends by the end of the day, and—"

"No! All right, I agree, but I will be the one who will be monitoring how much of that junk you eat."

"Okay! It's a deal!"

"So...are all the negotiations finished?" Kuromeru asked patiently.

"Oh, I beg your pardon for keeping you waiting like this, Mr. Kuromeru. We'll just change and be out in a minute," Ami apologized.

"We'll be waiting outside," Kuromeru nodded as he left the room.

"Wait! I can't be seen looking like—"

A pair of jogging pants, a tank top, and a towel were thrown at Pierre.

"Well, there you go, Pierre. It seems like these two planned this whole thing out very carefully," Kuromeru smiled inwardly.

"And all just to blackmail me!" Pierre huffed as he went to find the nearest restroom.

It seems so.

"The voice decoder?"

"Back safely in your bag."

"Good, we'll get the rest of what we need at the gym today."

"So,we are going along with my plan?"

"Maybe."

The car ride with Pierre was full of nonstop, "I can't believe you's," and, "Please forgive me's."

When they arrived, Kuromeru was waiting for them, along with his two ever-so-silent BG's. Ami came out with an exasperated look on her face, indicating that Pierre still hadn't forgiven Usagi.

"How was the car ride, Ami?" Kuromeru asked, noting his employee's irked countenance.

"Not something I'd like to go through again," Ami smiled halfheartedly as she stared at her two bickering friends.

"I'm SORRY!! How many times do I have to say so?!"

"Until you give me that picture!"

"Never!"

"Then you can kiss my—"

"Well!! I have a pleasant little surprise for you two later," Kuromeru said, not wanting to cause a scene in front of the building.

"A surprise? Ooooohhh...What is it?" Usagi asked interested, stopping her apologies to Pierre.

"Oh, you'll see. Just meet me at the sparring room by 6:15, okay?"

"Yes, sir," both girls answered in unison.

"Excuse me, K-baby, but these two have a long and HARD workout ahead of them, so we must be leaving," Pierre grinned evilly.

Kuromeru laughed. "Just promise not to work them to death."

"Oh, don't worry, I won't."

Usagi faltered at his tone.

"Ami, don't let him! He's out to get me!! Please protect me!"

Again, Kuromeru laughed and whispered to her.

"Don't ask her for protection, Usagi. You should ask someone with more experience," he said, winking, then glanced at one of his bodyguards.

Usagi followed his eyes to the one who had caught her the night before, the taller one, then looked back at Kuromeru incredulously. Was he trying to set her up with one of his security dogs? Did he think she needed someone to protect her? Was he even doing it for her? Or for his own sick little pleasure? Or...

Or what? What else? What reason does he have to........Wait...This is my chance...If Kuromeru says it's okay for me to flirt with this guy, then...I can't pass up an opportunity like this!!!

Ignoring the little voice of reason telling her that there was some sort of catch, some type of hidden intention, Usagi sidled herself towards her new target.

"You—you'll protect me from this monster, won't you?" Usagi fluttered her lashes, giving her famous pleading puppy eyes and her most innocent smile.

She looked up expectantly at—

Oh.....DAMMIT!!! Which one is this guy?!?!

Her smile froze. She didn't know his name...

AN: ....Sooo....yeah...This chapter was a filler chapter, and probably the next few chapters are going to be filler chapters just so I can get back in the habit of writing and I need to think about how I'm going to bring out my main plot...Tell me what you think and I hope I can write something that won't take me 2 more years to write!!!