What Are You Waiting For

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Last time on What Are You Waiting For: "As I've already told your boyfriend, Mahiru," Ha ha ha, she totally transformed into cheery, "I hate being ignored. Be sure you remember that, or else there'll be a lot more ass-kicking in the future."

Ah, threats, the dead woman's spearmint gum.

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That made no sense.

Oh well!

A/N: Been awhile since I updated this. Whoa! Thirty reviews after only the third/fourth chapter! Sweet! Thank you so much guys! So, yeah, anyways…Hey look! Alliteration in the chapter title! Squee!

Chapter 3: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me a Match

"You never answered my question."

"Huh? Oh, sorry. I was thinking about every gum company that made spearmint-flavored."

Mahiru gave me another one of those 'you're insane' looks and asked, "What exactly is Soul Mates Incorporated?"

Since I really don't want to bore anyone to death, I won't go into the 'excruciating' details of the felt-like-twelve-hours-but-it-was-really-only-one-hour-long conversation I had with Mahiru.

Let's just say that it consisted of a lot of questions, awkward silences, hits to the head with fluffy pillows, and a lot of me having to re-explain everything.

Seriously, I think I repeated myself over three dozen times.

Stupid broken records…

"Anyways, now that we've covered the basics, it's time to move onto the mushy, gushy, romantic-comedy crap!"

"What?"

Oops. Wasn't supposed to say that out loud.

"Uh…um…nothing! Nothing at all! Ignore what I just said!" Damn you Rozalia! Shut your bloody trap!

(And in case you're wondering, yes, I do scold and have conversations with myself. Then again, doesn't everybody?)

"Never mind that. I meant to say, let's get you prepared for your date with Mitsuru tomorrow!"

Whoopsie…

Heh heh heh…

Mahiru just passed out…

Strange, I was expecting Mitsuru to faint, not Mahiru.

Then again, I have yet to tell him about the upcoming date.

Whatever.

Hmm…what to do, what to do…

I know!

SLAP!

Onomatopoeia, gotta love it.

"AHHH! I'm up! I'm up!" yelled Mahiru, sitting up quickly and waving her arms around frantically.

Whoa, she acts just like me when I'm slapped in the face.

I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing.

"Sorry 'bout that. But you fainted and I didn't feel like getting a big-ass bucket of ice water."

She rubbed at her check that was starting to turn pink. Maybe if I slap her other cheek, it'll also turn pink, then we won't have to worry about rouge and shit.

Even though I'm an expert in make-up, I hate putting it on myself or other people. And I absolutely abhor wearing it.

Isn't that a paradox or something?

Screw it; I'll deal with vocabulary and make-up later.

Right now, I have to make sure Mahiru doesn't pass out again when I tell her about the date I have all planned out for her and Mitsuru.

Why do I feel like Mitsuru is going to pull a Houdini on me at the mere mention of Mahiru?

But I'll deal with tengu-boy later. I need to focus on her highness right now.

(I hate not being able to say that sarcastically to her)

"Wha…" Mahiru mumbled. "You said something about a date?"

"Huh? Oh yes. That. See, usually I work with people who haven't met each other yet, so I have to take things slow. But with you guys, I can move things along quickly, since you already know each other. That way, I can get out of Purgatory and you two can get rid of me faster!"

I think I just dissed myself.

Whatever.

"Okay…I guess that makes…sense." Mahiru doubted my logic. But almost everybody does so I don't care.

"Of course it does! So, as I was saying. We need to get you ready for your date tomorrow."

"Does Mitsuru know about this?"

"But of course! I may have wasted three precious hours of my afterlife to convince him to come, but he knows none the same." Okay, so I told a little white lie. But it's not like Mahiru's gonna go up to Mitsuru and say, "Can't wait for our date tomorrow!"

At least, I hope she doesn't.

I better keep the two lovebirds separate until I really do tell him. And get him to agree. The latter, of course, being the hard part.

Mahiru smiled brightly upon hearing my fib. "Oh, alright then! So where are we going?"

"Tokyo Disneyland. I've always wanted to go there. I heard their arcade section is awesome." This 'date' is mostly for my benefit - with an added Mitsuru/Mahiru bonus.

Mahiru narrowed her eyes and said, "Are we going there just because you want to go?"

I gasped, completely insulted by such an accusation; even if it was true. "Of course not! How dare you say something like that! The only thing I'm thinking about is helping you and Mitsuru fall in love!"

Even though I knew she didn't believe me one bit, I pushed my act further with the sincerest smile my face could manage.

Ugh, my cheekbones hurt…

Sighing, Mahiru replied, "Fine. I apologize for jumping to conclusions."

She wasn't really sorry. This I know because, well, I can read her thoughts. But I don't really give a damn so on to the next thing.

"Good, now let's start working on your guys' date." I whipped out a map of Tokyo Disney that I had obtained in ways that I'd rather not reveal. Unfolding it and spreading it on her bed, I turned to Mahiru and ordered, "Circle all the rides and shows and crap that you want to do. I'll be back in a few minutes."

And with a small 'pop!' (More onomatopoeia!) I transported to Mitsuru's bedroom only to not find him there.

Great, now I have to go searching all over the building for him.

I should've brought my hunting rifle. Damn.

Thank god that it only took me ten minutes to find the little tengu. If it had taken longer, I would've ended up staring at the pretty spider's web I saw in a corner of the hallway.

I spotted him exiting some random room that I hadn't ventured into during my tour on account of it didn't seem interesting. I quietly floated behind him then jumped on top of his head and yelled out, "Yo-ho Mitsuru! Long time no see!"

He attempted to yank me off of his head, but I managed to escape and I floated in front on him.

"What the hell do you want?" he spat out. He must've noticed that I was smiling mischievously and that my hands were behind my back because he asked cautiously, "What're you up to?"

I couldn't help but let my smile widen. "Nothing really. I just have to get you ready for your date with Mahiru tomorrow!"

First his eyes had grown so large that I could've sworn they were gonna pop out of his head. Then he turned as pale as a corpse that I had the right of mind to check his pulse to make sure he was still alive. And finally -

Thump!

(I think onomatopoeia is the universal theme for today. Where's a calendar? I'll bet anything it says 'Happy Onomatopoeia Day!' on it)

Mitsuru had fainted.

Who called it? I did.

I was about to go over and give him a much-needed slap to the face when I got a brilliant idea (and that rarely happens).

Completely forgetting about my plans to keep them apart until I convinced Mitsuru about the whole date thing, I 'popped' back to Mahiru's room, looking all frantic and scared (I should so get an Academy Award for this performance).

"Oh my god! Mahiru! Come quick! It's awful!"

Mahiru threw down her pen and practically leaped off the bed. The nervousness in her voice was apparent as she asked, "What? What is it?"

"It's Mitsuru! Oh god! He fainted and I couldn't wake him up! I think he has a concussion! Oh god!" I managed to force some fake tears to go with the act and made my hands shake. Oh yeah, definitely Oscar-worthy.

I didn't even have to read her mind to know that she was worried. It was all-too-obvious in the way her body tensed up and her eyes widened.

She opened her mouth to ask something, but I grabbed her hand and pulled her out into the hallway where Mitsuru was still laying unconscious on the floor. Mahiru's fear grew at the sight of him and quickly made her way to his side.

She lightly slapped his face while whispering to him. "Mitsuru. Mitsuru, wake up. Are you okay?" The relief showed on her face as he slowly began to come to, groaning at the headache that was probably formulating.

(Cue studio audience: Awww!)

But the moment was ruined when Mitsuru finally opened his eyes to see who his savior was. When he realized it was Mahiru, his face turned so red that any bystander would've mistaken him for a strawberry (Yummy!).

Seeing this, I had to use every ounce of my will power to not burst out laughing. And amazingly, it worked (which is a BIG first on my part).

I went back into freaked-out-cupid-mode and let out a gigantic sigh as if I'd been holding my breath. "Thank goodness you're alright, Mitsuru! We were so worried!" I snuck in the 'we' and now Mahiru's turning into something-that's-red-colored too.

They looked away from each other, both obviously very embarrassed at the situation I'd ingeniously put them it.

Mahiru stood up first, brushing imaginary dust off of her skirt and offered to help Mitsuru, but he predictably refused.

The awkward silence was extremely thick. So I took out a giant knife and said, "Mahiru, why don't you go back to your room so you can finish up with the map?"

She nodded wordlessly and left faster then Speedy Gonzalez and Roadrunner combined (Looney Tunes - the foundation of all cartoons).

Once she left, I turned to Mitsuru only to find him trying to sneak away unnoticed.

Idiot…

I flew in front of him which forced him to stop dead in his tracks. "Quite a little moment you two had back there, eh Mitsuru?"

His glare didn't have an effect whatsoever since he was still bright crimson. "Shut up."

"I'd rather not. So, shall we start planning your date with Mahiru?"

For a second there, I'd almost thought he was gonna pass out again, but he didn't. Damn.

Instead his face went from red to pasty-white and he stated rather bluntly, "No," before stalking off in the general direction of his room.

I've never been one to easily take 'no' for an answer, so I floated next to him and continued with my persistence. "Ah, come on! You'll be going to Tokyo Disney! How can you possibly say 'no' to a trip to the happiest place on earth?"

"Like this - no!"

"Did I mention that the trip was free?"

"I don't care!"

"I'll just keep on bugging you until you agree."

"Whatever!"

So for the next thirty-one minutes, I rambled on and on about random topics that ranged from extremely lame Popsicle stick jokes to my personal opinion on Teflon.

When I started to talk about the time I lost my virginity, Mitsuru finally gave in.

"FINE! I'll go! Just…stop talking!"

I knew that would get him to crack.

"Good enough for me! Now let's get on with the date-planning!"

Mitsuru groaned and I knew he wanted to give himself a good whack in the head at the moment.

So I did it for him!

"OOWW! What the hell is your problem!"

"You wanted to hit yourself for being so stupid. And since you really weren't going to do it, I took the liberty of inflicting pain to yourself for you!"

He gave me one of the many looks that I've become accustomed to and took one step away from me.

Mwhahaha!

I can smell Mitsuru's fear of me growing.

No wait…

That's just something burning.

"AAHHH! My dumplings! They're ruined!" came an anguish cry from somewhere downstairs. Most likely, the kitchen.

Both Mitsuru and I cocked eyebrows at this, but I quickly brushed it away as I took out his own map of Tokyo Disney and got down to business.

"Here. Mark whatever crap you wanna do tomorrow. I'll be back after I check to see how Mahiru's doing."

When I transported to her room, no one was there except for the map I'd given her that sat on her desk, the blue ink screaming off of the paper.

Glancing at all of her choices, and I groaned out of pure frustration.

I should've known she'd choose all the cutesy, happy, sun-shiny, and rainbows shit.

And I'll bet everything I've ever owned that Mitsuru won't want to do any of it. Hell, he'll probably won't want to do anything.

Except maybe the Haunted Mansion so he can laugh and scoff at all the freaked-out humans.

Sigh.

Tomorrow is going to be a long, long day.

A/N: That chapter was like, seven pages or something...awesome! And to give credit where credit is due, chapter title is ode to the wonderful musical, "Fiddler on the Roof". I order everyone to go to your local Best Buy or Borders or whatever and buy the movie! Why? Because I said so! That should be good enough reason for ya. Now hurry up and review so can leave to buy it! Go, go, go!

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