Author: Phoebe Otaku

Title: Betrayal, Chapter 6: Until the sky falls down on me…

Inevitable groveling apology: sessha is very very very sorry… I really do try to update faster….
i'm also sorry that it's kind of short...(the author would like to remind readers that murder is not onlyagainst the lawbut will also, inevitably, cause a very great delay in updates)

Disclaimer: Normally one would use this space to proclaim one's disappointment that she is not the possessor (sole or otherwise) of the characters used herein and lament the stated lack as an atrocity thrust upon her by the cosmos (or more colloquially 'the powers that be') who, through no fault of their own (of course), failed to realize that their grievous transgression in this sense would result in copious amounts of frivolous nonsense formally known as 'Fan Fiction' which must inevitably be prefaced with an almost certainly superfluous 'disclaimer' in order to avoid the wrath of the true title-holder of the sacred 'original story' which she has now so carelessly profaned. Some, however, merely state the fruitlessness of such a pursuit by the author/owner by admitting that while they may be rich in knowledge, they have naught but dust financially.

Did anyone understand a word of that?

Man that was fun to write…. D

other notes: I have recently discovered miss meringue sugar free vanilla meringue cookies….little bites of heaven I tell you!

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Haruka took in the scene slowly, wordlessly expressing loathing, her aura emanating the physical violence that seemed to pulse just below the surface of her skin. Every instinct screamed for me to spring away from Mamoru, but he held me where I was, only allowing me to turn slightly in order to face the livid blonde. Mamoru opened his mouth to speak to her, I didn't know where he found the courage to do so, but she silenced him immediately.

"Don't you dare…" she intoned dangerously, "I'm still trying to think of a good reason to let you live…" Mamoru looked down at me for a moment before he removed his comforting hands from my waist and stood before he started to speak again.

"Haruka-sa-" he cut off short when Haruka punched him hard in the jaw. I couldn't help but stare in amazement. Mamoru didn't flinch, merely let his head turn with the impact, and Haruka, all the more enraged by his reaction, let out a cry and let both fists fly.

I have no doubts of Haruka's skills as a fighter, and perhaps it was only because she was so incensed while Mamoru was oddly calm, but Mamoru managed to catch both of her hands and unbalance her enough so that she landed hard against the wall and dresser. She stood slowly, wiping blood from her temple her eyes flashing.

"I don't want to fight with you, Haruka-san." He said, forcing his arms to his sides.

"Who said you had a choice in the matter?" She spat, looking back at me briefly. I had the distinct feeling that she was planning the best way to kill me, painfully, after she finished with Mamoru. "At first I really couldn't believe it, then I see you two…" she gestured to illustrate what she thought we had been doing. Some irrational part of my brain was almost amused that she had missed the fact that Mamoru and I were both fully clothed. The only reason an amusing thought even registered is because the rational part of me was in a dark place quivering with fear.

I don't know what possessed me to do it; I know that it wasn't some conscious decision on my part. But I found myself standing between the two of them, staring down Haruka. At this point the rational part of me was moaning in a corner. Haruka, I knew, had no qualms about hitting a girl.

"Haruka-san," I didn't know how my voice was so calm, even more so than Mamoru's. "Please…" Her full arm slap nearly unhinged my jaw.

"Bitch," She said, eloquently. Mamoru in the mean time had caught me in my stumble after the blow and now was the very embodiment of rage. I laid a restraining hand on his arm and shook my head, his demeanor relaxed slightly as Haruka backed up.

"If you aren't going to listen to us at all…" there was anger in my voice, despite how quietly it came out. Haruka opened her mouth to give some witty retort, I'm sure, but I continued, ignoring the protests of what sanity I had left. "Stop!" I yelled making her eyes blaze with anger. "Neither of us want to fight with you, so if you aren't willing to talk, leave now." Defiance and anger were all I could feel consciously. Fear had been blasted out of my head by another all consuming emotion. Weeks of sorrow, self loathing, and bitterness transformed themselves into an incredible amount of rage. One person had been actually willing to listen to my side of the story. One. I still felt terrible for what had happened, but no longer certain that the blame should be placed on me or Mamoru. The injustice of everything was derailing my mind. I believe that without the gently restraining arm Mamoru had wrapped around my waist upon seeing my demeanor change I would have launched myself into an all out battle with Haruka. I'm still not sure who would have come out worse.

"You disgust me…" she spat, before stalking out of the apartment. Suddenly drained I sank to my knees turning my face into Mamoru's chest then, noticing the blood on his lip stood shakily to pull him into the bathroom and clean his small injury.

"She'll be back." He said quietly. All I did was nod, there wouldn't be any argument from me. "Makoto…" he said followed by a long pause. Our eyes locked a moment before his gaze flicked down to my abdomen and one of his hands moved to rest gently against my stomach. "Perhaps it would be better to know now, instead of later…" I heard his voice tremor with nervousness, fear, emotion, but it was nothing compared to what I was feeling. There were no words for what I was feeling.

Somehow we managed to find the pregnancy test and open it; he waited for me in my bedroom while I took it. Setting it down to wait the prescribed time period I walked out to Mamoru who blinked at me from where he sat on the edge of my bed.

"I can't look at it yet." I murmured as I slid down to the floor between his feet, my arms around his waist and his protective arms around me.

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Author's notes: I Am So Freaking EVIL! Now that I've admitted it please don't feel the need to tell me that…

I didn't want to leave the terrible terrible cliffhanger ending (which will have the inevitable wait to update attached to it…) BUT (that terrible word) this has been Rotting on my computer for MONTHS and I'm sick of it just staring at me… so.. I will update in hopes that this kickstarts my creative juices

Things have happened out of order… (I know I know.. even the best laid plans)… I had a plan.. and then it just flowed out onto the page the way that it did and I liked it the way it was (darn enraged Haruka popping in at the exact right moment but before I was ready for it)

I've been in a sort of funk lately… my coloring books (yes I have them) have even been looking at me in askance 'phoebe… don't you feel artistic?' "well… no not really" 'what about paints, you've always liked them?' "nah" 'oh… god forbid… fanfic writing?' "I should… but I just… sigh"

We're looking at a few more chapters…plus an epilogue and maybe a vignette or two (as in some different povs after everything is calm again) and maybe, hopefully, more omake style random things like the end of last chapter…

Next chapter: possible encore appearance of nosy neighbor 'the snitch' and maybe getting some questions answered… like 'how long can phoebe stretch one minute?' and 'how many chapters of 'is she or is she not?' cliffies can she possibly make?' and quite possibly 'what will mako make for lunch being that she ate the last of her food two chapters ago?'

My lovely reviewers, how I adore thee… let me count the ways:

Athena Kyle: yeah, apparently fight of flight mode is a natural response to a POed Haruka. Thanks do much for encouragement in reviews and random ims D
Note to everyone else: you can im me too my SN is my penname… wow.. how …simple and logical...(I know, I'm surprised too)

Jupiterhime- thanks. (I am serious about finishing.. it's just going to take forever..) I hope this was done 'within the next year or so' … heh…

Babymar-mar – (the motoki mamoru scene was just randomness and is unfortunately not part of the chapter… but I still think it was funny) was it really last august that I updated this? Dear lord! I'm going to stop thinking about that before I pass out..

Nightrider – wow… less than a year… amazing… hope you like it D

Jupiter girl – darn tootin it's about time I updated… um.. not much happened in this chapter… lets see if I can drag out the perpetual cliffhanger for another chapter…I really really hope not…

Cris – updated… It wasn't really soon… but being that I once had a three year stretch of nothing… I'd say I'm doing better…