Till Someone Comes Along Chapter 17. Don't own SM or SLY. Please R&R. Is this heading getting boring? Let me know. This is a (gasp!) Split POV.
I'm still sensing some confusion from y'all. Yes, I have the cowbell. I mean, yes, this is Usagi/Mamoru. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.
Mamoru
It was hard to lie to her. I wanted her more than anything. But with her having another nightmare, when she came to her senses, it'd be like having one of those other girls. It would be over. Far from over. And I would never have her again.
Minako was doing her best to give me more information. So far, she had nothing. No one had any information on ponytail boy, and I was afraid that I'd lost her completely to that guy.
I met Yuichiro for lunch. He came in with a girl who was as big as a pole for a stop sign.
"You think she's eating too much, Yuichiro?" I said sarcastically.
"Sure," Yuichiro said, his head buried in her neck. He wasn't paying attention. I didn't know why I bothered with this.
"You know, I think I'll leave you two alone," I said. I was in no mood for another sex lecture.
"No, Mamoru, what did you-"
"Have fun," I said, cutting him off. I'd probably pick up something and go back to work. Usagi might be out. She could be back early. All I knew was that I needed her. My mind was fogged with lust for her. I needed her badly, and maybe she'd realize that she needed me too.
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I walked off the elevator, and saw Usagi, hard at work. She looked up and glared at me as I walked to my office. She got up and walked out of her office, making a beeline for me. As soon as she came in, she slapped my face. Hard. Tears started welling up in my eyes from pain.
"YOU ASSHOLE!" she screamed. She ran back to her office, grabbed her coat, and ran out into the elevator.
My cheek stung where she'd whacked it. I didn't know what I'd done to piss her off now. A light flashing on my phone caught my eye, so I pressed the messages button.
"Mamoru? Hey, it's Minako. Listen, she won't budge. She insists that it's a friend, and won't even say his name. But I agree, even friends don't give backrubs like that. Listen, as soon as I get more info, I'll let you know. See you tonight!"
Damn. Nothing on that ponytail boy. I'd have to wait for tonight, when Usagi went out with him.
Who knows? Maybe I'll have a jealous rampage.
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Usagi
I ran home. Everyone was against me, all because of a stupid article and a stupid feeling. It was all stupid. Shit, shit, SHIT! I hated living here! I was going to quit, then move somewhere. Maybe Paris. That'd be great.
I opened the door to have Inu-chan running up to greet me, all excited and wagging his butt as well as his tail. I giggled.
"Hello, Inu-chan, hello," I said happily. I grabbed his food, his water, his bowls, and all of his things, and put them in my room. I was going to be alone, but with Inu-chan with me.
My cell phone rang. I picked up. "What?"
"Hey, just wondering what you're doing tonight," Minako said.
"None of your fucking business, bitch!" I yelled.
"Hey, what's your problem?" Minako asked.
"You!" I cried. "You were feeding all my secrets to Mamoru!" I was steaming.
"Because I'm worried about you. I don't want you to get hurt again!"
"You're just jealous! You're just mad that I have two guys in love with me - including your guy!"
I hung up. I'd had enough. Our friendship was over as far as I was concerned. I didn't want to see her face again.
The phone rang. "Hello?"
"What did you say?" Minako said, disbelieving.
"I said that your guy is in love with me. Oh, and Minako? Our friendship is OVER!"
I hung up again. Minako could die for all I care.
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Mamoru
Maybe it was her time of month? Nah, I 'd have to stock up on ice cream again. Maybe she was on a diet? Nah, she didn't need to lose weight.
As you can see, I'm still trying to figure out why Usagi's so pissed. I was still wondering when my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Oh, Mamoru!" Minako sobbed on the other line. "Do you love Usagi?"
"Minako? What's wrong?"
"Please, answer the question!" she sobbed harder.
"Where are you? I'm coming there, okay?"
A few minutes later, I found myself at Minako's office. As soon as I touched the knob, the door flew open and Minako flung herself in my arms.
"Oh, Mamoru, I don't know what to do!" she wailed.
Now, I have no problem with a girl flinging into my arms for sexual needs, but when a girl cries, I have no clue how to deal with it.
I held her, and smoothed her hair. "What's wrong?" I said calmly.
"Do you love Usagi?" she asked.
I knew I needed to tell the truth. "I'm sorry Minako."
"That's not what I'm crying about!"
She wasn't crying over me? Not like this was new, but...
"Um, why don't we continue this in your office?" I said, looking at the hundreds of eyes staring at our little soap.
She let me help her inside, and she collapsed on the couch. I grabbed a chair, and pulled it up in front of her.
She took a deep breath. "Mamoru, you're a nice guy and all, and the sex is great, don't get me wrong, but...I don't like you like that, y'know?"
"I know."
"But, Usagi might be jealous or angry or something. She yelled at me, and told me our friendship is over, and...she knows."
"Knows what?"
"That I've been letting you know about the relationships. I-I tried explaining, but-but she-" she started sobbing again.
"She must have heard your phone message." I muttered.
"Huh?" she asked tearfully.
"Uh, nothing. You keep crying," I said.
"She's never done something like this be-before." Minako sniffled.
"Yeah," I said. I held her hand as she fell back on the couch. What was with Usagi lately?
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Usagi
"...and then, he decided to go out with my best friend because she's giving information about me to him! What should I do?"
The telemarketer hung up.
I sighed. Life wasn't fair. I was being blackmailed by my boss to do a segment on the show, my roommate wasn't in love with me anymore (although, I didn't know why that upset me, I should have rejoiced), I wasn't friends with my roommate anymore, and I didn't have anyone. Well, except Seiya.
In fact, I was thinking about hi when the phone rang. Rubbing one of my temples, I picked up. "Hello?"
"Good, you've calmed down," Mamoru said.
"Oh, shut up," I said, flopping back down on the bed.
"You shouldn't be-"
"I'm mad at whoever I WANT to be mad at!" I cried. "Don't stick your ass in! She only went out with you because-"
"I already knew that," he said sharply. "That's none of your concern anymore. I was only dating her for something, and it isn't her, all right? I'm admitting it now."
"Oh, that's a great help," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "What do you want me to do, throw you a party?"
He was silent. I didn't want to say anything. I was sick of saying anything.
"You know what? I-"
"I don't give a shit with what you know. I want you to know this - if I was ever in love with you before, I sure as hell aren't now. You're not the Usagi I used to know. You're just a cynic. A cynical fucking bitch." His voice sounded sad. He hung up. I stared at the receiver, not knowing what to do, ignoring the dial tone.
I hate love.
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Mamoru
I hung up softly. Usagi had changed. She wasn't the same girl I knew - the girl who drove me crazy with her theories which she thought were true; the girl who's face was changed whenever I saw her do those rifle tricks, like she was concentrating so hard on it; the girl who made my heart perform ballet whenever she smiled at me; the girl I held in my arms when her whole world had crashed.
The girl I had talked to for the past few weeks was a cold, bitter, hardened version of herself. It was almost as if she was a twin of the girl I loved.
The girl I loved was gone. And so was that part of me.
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I came home to an empty house. Usagi had left a note on the fridge, saying that she was out, and that Inu-chan had been fed.
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Usagi
I had left a note- the stuff I'd written about me being gone was a complete lie. I had canceled my date with Seiya and stayed home, telling him I was sick. He was very concerned, but very understanding. I sat in my room, crying. I heard the door, and tried to be silent. Mamoru. It wasn't a good time to be seen crying by him. I needed to do something to get rid of the pain.
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Mamoru
I went to the store to grab some things. I didn't care what, I just needed to get out of the apartment. I forgot to trail Usagi on her date. Not that it mattered now. I wasn't going to care now.
I got home to hear a strange snapping sound. I opened the door quietly to see the most amazing sight. Usagi was spinning her rifle - just out of the ordinary. I shut the door behind me, and Usagi snapped the rifle in her hands and whirled around. She looked frightened to see me, and ran off to her room. That is, until I grabbed her arm.
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Usagi
He grabbed my arm. I don't know why, but I was afraid he'd hit me. I looked into his eyes, trying to read his expression. He looked as confused as I felt.
"Mamoru..."
"What's going on with you?" he asked softly.
I shook my head. "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me," he said. "Try me." He pulled me over to the couch and sat me down. "Now, explain why you've been such a frigid bitch lately."
I stood up angrily. "Who are you to force me to do anything?"
"I care, and right now, I'm the only one who does with the way you're acting. And I don't even care that much, to tell the truth."
"Then why should I tell you!" I cried, tears running down my face. "You haven't written something which caused mobs of media to knock at your door, you haven't been blackmailed by your boss to do a special segment on the show or risk losing your job, you haven't pissed got your best friend betraying your trust, and you're not in love with your roommate!" I screamed. Then, I clapped my hand over my mouth, and bolted from the room.
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Mamoru
Did she say she loved me?
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Usagi
Did I say I loved him?
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Mamoru
She walked out a lot later. She grabbed some food, put it on a plate, and was ready to go back to her room, when she turned to see me staring at her.
"What?"
"Nothing," I said.
She put her plate down, and bit her lip. "I still stand by my January sanctions."
"I know," I said. I didn't believe her.
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Usagi
"Look, Mamoru, I'm moving out, okay?" I said. His eyes still bored into my flesh. I felt naked around him, with that 'all-knowing' look in his eyes. "I'm quitting my job, and, and-" It was the same look I'd gotten when he found out I'd been sleeping with Motoki. I sighed. "What are you thinking?"
"The same thing you are," he said. "Only that you're not moving. This is business, remember?"
I sighed.
"And that you're not quitting your job."
Those eyes...
"And," he said, clicking his tongue. "I accept your apology."
That asshole...
"I'm sorry," I mumbled.
"Good." he said. "It's a start."
"Wait, why am I listening to you?" I cried. "I don't want to! I want to quit my job! I want out!"
"Oh, really. You want to be out on the street with nowhere to go? Because that's what I'll do, Usagi. You'll have nowhere to go."
He was right. There would be nowhere to go. I would have nothing. Plus, something wasn't about to let me leave. I hung my head. "All right," I said.
"Good. We'll work on your potty mouth soon."
"Asshole," I mumbled as I walked from the room.
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Mamoru
"Oh, and Usagi?" I said.
She groaned, and slammed down her plate.
"You're going out with me and Minako tomorrow. Your friend, ponytail boy, can come."
She rolled her eyes. "I'd rather-"
"It's an order, not a request." I said. "You have some major, MAJOR bitching issues, and those need to die."
She sighed. She was cornered, and she knew it. "Oh, all right." she said, and went back to her room. I chuckled softly as she closed the door. I'm surprised she didn't become an actor. With those lies, she'd be a damn good one.
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Usagi
I collapsed on the bed and scratched Inu-chan behind the ears. I hated this. Everyone controlled me. It was like I was some robot. Damn it.
The phone rings.
"Yes?" I said, exhausted.
"We're starting tomorrow!" Setsuna's singsong voice came over the line.
"Starting...oh, no. No! Setsuna, I don't wanna!" I whined like a child.
"Do you like your job? Plus, I'll throw in a little bonus!"
I groaned. The bonus was probably a bit of spare change. "Fine, I'll do the fucking segment." I said.
"Good. See you tomorrow!" she said shrilly.
I turned off the phone, and flopped back on my bed. Life sucked. Blackmail, roommates, losing my best friend, love, sex, boyfriends, I'd had enough. It was going to be great when I left this fucking town.
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Mamoru
Did she say she loved me?
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Oh, if I wrote a sequel, would anyone read it?