Till Someone Comes Along Chapter 4. Don't own SM or SLY. Please R&R. Moo.
"So you two are a couple!" Minako cried when I met her for lunch the next day.
"Yeah. Y'know, it's funny, because I never thought I'd be this happy," I said, brushing a strand of long blonde hair behind my ear.
"Well, let's hope Sena doesn't get in the way," Minako said, sipping her coffee.
"Yeah." She better not, whoever Sena was.
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It was a wonderful four weeks. We went to the park and read our favorite books, lying on a blanket. We had more dinners, followed by more sex in the evening. We even went back to the karaoke bar, but I've sworn off alcohol for good.
Then, one morning, we were making a breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes, when Motoki stayed silent for a while.
I turned. "Is everything okay?"
He nodded, then said softly, "You know that I love you, right Usagi?"
"Of course I do." I said. "What's wrong?"
"Do you think, we could, you know, go away together?"
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"AH! He wants to go away with you! Congrats, you've graduated from love college!" Minako said excitedly.
"Yeah," I said, rather embarrassed.
"Usually, they ask you when they mean to not come back to you, and they'll run off with one of the girls from the floor show...but you have to be so happy! You have everything!"
Floor show? That sounded like another Minako tale - one I didn't want to know about. "What about you?" I asked.
"Oh, well, I met someone," she said slyly.
"You dork! Why didn't you tell me!" I cried.
"Well, this might be a little too lucky, so I didn't want to jinx it," Minako said. We gabbed for a bit, and then we went our separate ways. Suddenly, my cell rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe."
"Motoki! What's up?"
"I'll be out of town for a few days, okay? So, I just wanted to say goodbye. I love you."
"I love you. Have a good time."
"I'll miss you the whole time."
"I'll miss you too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
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I walked into my office to find Mamoru standing there. "Anything wrong?"
He looked up and smiled, but it wasn't as devilish as it usually was. "Hey, Usagi."
"Are you okay? You're not acting like yourself," I said.
"I just wanted to tell you...no. I want to tell you without words," he said. He bent down, and kissed me. And I kissed him back. It was passionate. It was perfect. It was...wrong - so very wrong.
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"AAAAAUGH!" I screamed, waking up. I picked up my phone with a shaking hand, and called Minako on speed dial.
"Usagi?" she asked sleepily.
"Minako!" I cried, hyperventilating. I told her about the dream.
"Again?" she cried. "That's the fourth time this week!"
"It won't go away," I said, almost in tears. Motoki was still away on business, so I couldn't call him and have him make me feel better.
"Well, you'll be moving into Motoki's apartment in no time, and the dreams will stop," Minako said reassuringly.
"Really?"
"I'm sure of it."
I went to sleep again, thinking only of my Motoki. The phone rang in the morning, and I picked up. "Hello?" I said groggily.
"Good morning, sunshine."
"Motoki! How are you?"
"Fine. Listen, you're leaving your apartment to move into mine, right?"
"I am?" I asked, surprised.
"You should be." he said. "I already cleared the space. Anyway, I have to go."
"Wait! When am I moving?" Wow, Minako was right on the dot.
"Next week, you can be all settled in, okay? Gotta go, babe. Love you."
"Love you. Bye." I said, hanging up. I gave my landlord notice, and called Minako again.
"Wow! See, what'd I tell you?" she said hurriedly. "Listen, I'm late for an appointment, so I have to go. Talk to you later, sweetie!" She hung up.
I looked at the phone, bewildered. I shrugged, then put the phone down. I was ready to pack.
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The damage is as follows:
Bathroom: Toothbrush in the toilet, toothpaste stepped on and all over the room. Five hours of cleaning, especially from the ceiling. Curtain rod and curtain fell over, knocking into the mirror, which broke.
Bedroom: Stacked boxes, no really bad incidents, until Mt. Boxmore fell over and pinned me to the floor. Two hours of repackaging and many more collisions later, the bedroom was done.
Kitchen: Too horrific to say. I'm lucky to be alive. (Note to people packing, pack the knives in a DIFFERENT ROOM.)
Living room: Not too bad, but I still have a lot to do.
Motoki hadn't called for days. Neither had Minako. So, I decided to visit her at her office to surprise her for lunch. I walked off the elevator, and heard sounds behind her closed door.
"Minako?" I asked.
There were some scuffling sounds, and then a loud 'bonk', and a deep voice yelling as many cusswords as possible.
"Come on in!" she called.
I walked in, all smiles, until I saw Minako standing with her date, and the owner of the potty mouth.
Who happened to be Motoki.
"Usagi, I'd like you to meet-" Minako started, trying to straighten her hair.
"MOTOKI!" I cried.
Motoki grinned sheepishly. "Hi, Usagi."
"Motoki?" Minako said, confused. She turned to Motoki. "You said your name was Umino."
He took a deep breath. He couldn't lie to both of us and say his name was, I don't know, Shinozaki or something. "It's Motoki," he admitted.
I stared at them, heart full of rage. My hands were shaking, and I could feel the familiar stinging sensation around my eyes, which meant I was going to cry.
"You-you're Usagi's Motoki?" Minako cried furiously.
I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out the door.
"Usagi!" Minako cried. "You stay here," she said murderously to Motoki.
I stood in front of the elevator, clicking the button furiously. Tears were beginning to stream down my face. "Shit! Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" I cried. How could this happen? How could I be so naive? I wiped my eyes as Minako ran up to me.
"I swear to God, Usagi, I didn't know," she said. "If I had known, I wouldn't have gone after him."
"Sure," I said, sarcastically.
"Usagi, I'm serious. I hadn't even seen Motoki before."
She was right. I had never gotten around to showing her a picture. "I don't have anywhere to live, thanks to him. My apartment's been re-rented."
"I'm sorry, hun." Minako said, hugging me. "But listen, you have to confront him."
I shook my head. "I can't."
"You have to," she said. "I'll be right outside, okay?"
In the end, I was standing in Minako's office, ready to confront Motoki-the lying bastard.
"Usagi, I-"
"You liar," I said. I was furious. I wanted to hurt him. Hurt him badly. Hurt him like no one had ever hurt him before. But I was too emotionally damaged to even throw a punch. "You dirty, cheating, LIAR!"
"Usagi, I-I wasn't sure how far 'us' was supposed to go."
"So sleeping with my best friend is a way to get away from 'us'," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm and cracking from anger and sadness.
"I didn't know she was-"
"YES YOU DID! You saw the photo - I remember!" I tore the ring from my finger and threw it at him, hitting him in the head. "YOU BASTARD!" I cried angrily.
Motoki stood, at a loss for words. He put his hand on my shoulder, which I angrily brushed off. Tears were still pouring down my cheeks. I was turning into a waterfall.
"Hey, I love you. I care very much about you," he said.
I wanted to laugh. What he was saying was so funny. But all I was able to do was cry harder. "Don't you dare do that."
"Usagi-"
"Just go."
He looked at me sadly, then walked out. "Minako-"
She laughed. "You won't get any pity from me, you pathetic asshole."
Motoki left. It seemed as if he needed hours to leave. Minako walked in after he was gone, and found me curled on the floor, sobbing. She helped me up and pulled me into a hug.
"Hey, life's short, and love's a battle," she said.
"It's 'Life's short, love while you can,'" I said.
"My version is better at this time," she said, trying to make me laugh. I cried even harder.
"Come on, I'll help you pack, okay?" she said.
I nodded, and she helped lead me out the door.
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Motoki called several times, and each time, I screened my calls. His calls were pathetic pieces of drivel that made me throw the phone across the wall.
"Be unlisted," Minako said on my cell.
"I can't, I'm moving, remember?"
"Oh. You didn't give him your cell number, did you?"
"I did, but I changed the number this morning," I said.
"Good. Have you found a place?"
"No, I-" A lightbulb came on, like I was in one of those cartoons.
"Usagi?"
"I think I may have a place soon," I said, smiling.
This was brilliant! Well, only if I didn't fuck things up.
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I walked into the kitchen to make my morning cup of coffee, when in strode that asshole, Motoki. He looked positively awful, like he wanted to commit suicide. That made me smile on the inside.
"Morning," he said.
I didn't reply.
"Are you mad, Usagi?"
I slammed down my coffee cup. "Mad? Oh no, of course I'm not mad! I'm positively THRILLED that I found you sleeping with my best friend, that you lied to me about EVERYTHING, and that now, I have no place to live. No, Motoki, I'm not mad, I'M INFURIATED!" I screamed, throwing sugar packets at him.
Mamoru dodged a flying sugar packet, and walked in. "Morning all. Usagi, watch where you're throwing things."
It was now or never.
"Mamoru," I said, taking in a deep breath. "Did you ever find a roommate?"
He looked at my oddly. "No, most people told me, to put it bluntly, drop dead. Or, kind of like what you told me."
"Describe the apartment to me," I said.
"Big penthouse, lots of space, kitchen, bedrooms, bathroom, um...lights, curtain, walls, doors-"
"Sounds awesome." I said. "How much is rent?"
Motoki stared at me, open-mouthed. "You're moving in with Mamoru?"
"Why so interested?" Mamoru asked me.
"Well..." I gave Motoki a look, and smiled. "Motoki and I were sleeping together, then he decided he should be more like you, and have rounds of 'sexual release', so he started screwing around with Minako."
Mamoru smiled. "Oh, yeah, she was good," he commented.
I groaned. "Anyway, he lied about me moving in with him-"
"I didn't lie about that!" Motoki cried.
"So, I need a place. Got any room?"
Motoki was still staring at me incredulously. "You're moving in with Mamoru?" he said.
"When can I see it?" I asked.
"How about tonight?" Mamoru said.
"Great," I said, glaring at Motoki. "Everything's just fine and dandy," I grabbed my coffee cup, and threw it's contents all over the gaping fish. He spluttered as I walked away. Mamoru was laughing.
"Man, you must have done something really big to piss her off." he said. He walked away, still laughing.
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I rang his doorbell, and he let me in. "Wow..." I said, looking at its size. "Wow!" The apartment was HUGE! It looked really impressive.
"You like it?"
"Wow..."
He laughed. "I'll take that as a yes."
He gave me the grand tour. "Do we have to share a bathroom?" I asked.
"Oh, don't worry. I only use it for storage." he said.
"Of what?"
"Cond-"
"Okay, too much information." I rolled my eyes.
"And here would be your room." he said, pointing to a hole in the wall. My eyes must have looked like dinner plates, because he quickly said, "I'll have it fixed before you move in."
I continued to stare. "Don't worry, I have no attraction to you whatsoever. This is just business, okay? And it always will be." he said. I sighed.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"This is my last resort." I sighed. "I must be insane."
But hey, his place was better than no place.
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