A/N: Okay, the last chapter was basically about Maureen and Mark. Now whatever is in italics will be a flashback of Mimi and Roger's night out, just so you don't get confused.
P.S. Sorry to hear you won't be able to see the movie until January PinkElphaba.
Mimi and Roger stood in the doorway, absolutely stunned. They stared in shock at the two so-called "lovers", completely making out on the couch, full out. It wasn't until Roger was able to clear his throat that the two looked up.
Maureen's eyes widened at the sight of their friend's standing in the doorway, watching them. "Damn!" she shouted, realizing she was wearing merely lingerie. She picked her shirt up and quickly out it on. Mark sat up and his jaw dropped in sheer terror.
"How long were you standing there?" he asked, his heart pounding. It took Roger about a second to recover. "Long enough, my friend." He commented. Mark exchanged nervous glances with Maureen and the two blushed furiously.
It was not the sight that Mimi and Roger had in mind as a welcome wagon when they arrived home from the restaurant.
Roger had taken Mimi out to a nice little Italian bistro for dinner. Mimi ordered some pasta with garlic bread. Roger had a plate of spaghetti and split the garlic bread with Mimi. Roger had had a difficult time not staring at Mimi's beauty. She had caught him and said "What?"
Roger shook his head and merely kissed her. Mimi smiled and said "How about we save that for private, not public." Roger grinned. "I don't know about you, but I don't give a damn who sees." He retorted, pulling her in to kiss her again. The two finished their dinner blissfully, while talking about Mimi's work, and Roger's rehearsals.
Once they were finished, Roger opened the door and held it for Mimi. She brushed past him seductively. "So Mimi," Roger started. "What do you want to do now?". Mimi shrugged as she stepped out the door. "Wanna go back to your place?" she suggested.
Roger raised an eyebrow. "To do what exactly?" he asked, mockingly. Mimi rolled her eyes. "I don't know! We can watch T.V. or something." She said. He slinked his arm around her waist as they began to walk home.
"Roger where are Mark and his lover tonight?" Mimi asked curiously. Roger shrugged and laughed at Mimi's little remark. "Who knows where the hell those two are or what they're doing." Mimi laughed and they walked home.
"What the hell!" Roger shouted, and Mimi burst into laughter. The looks on their faces were enough. "Mark, come here." Roger said in a singsong voice. Mark got up from the couch and followed Roger to the corner of the room.
"Mark what the hell do you think you're dong?" Roger hissed. Mar shrugged, pushing his glasses up on his nose. "I… I really don't know. It just sort of… happened." He finished quietly. The former junkie raised an eyebrow.
"What exactly did happen?" he asked, a little more curious than upset. Mark rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Nothing." He answered, plain and simple. Roger looked amused and confused.
"But you- and her- the couch- her shirt- the sight of you two when I walked in- it was a nightmare." He stuttered. Mark frowned. "What was so wrong?" he retorted. Roger rolled his eyes and gave an expression that said, "You know exactly what."
"She was a lesbian only a few days ago, you were lonely, add the whole fact you were making out with your ex on the couch, and what do you get?" he asked rhetorically. Mark sighed and looked away. Suddenly, Roger became a bit more serious. "You're really back with her?' he asked, though it sounded more like a statement.
Mark nodded furiously. "Yes, I am, and I love her." He whispered fiercely. Roger gave a crooked smile after a moment of hesitation.
"All right." He said." If you really want her, I guess I can live with that." He finished, coming to a compromise. Mark grinned and turned away. "Oh by the way," Roger called," Get a room next time so then we'll be able to avoid this entire damn thing." He said demandingly. Mark laughed and walked into the bedroom.
Mimi pulled Maureen into the opposite corner of the room. Maureen followed unwillingly and felt her eyes grow hot with tears that she did not dare let break through. Mimi grinned at Maureen. "Wow! You're really serious about this huh?" Mimi exclaimed, punching her friend's shoulder playfully. Maureen gave a fake smile. Mimi's smile vanished.
"You do, right?" she asked. Maureen shrugged. "I really don't know." She whispered. Mimi look completely dumbfounded. "SO then, why were you just making out with him on the sofa?" she asked. Maureen shook her head and decided to tell Mimi the truth, from the very beginning…
She told her about the breakup, about the conversation with Mark at the Life, about the truth behind the night out yesterday, about how it as all to make Joanne jealous. Mimi was absolutely stunned once her friend was finished. "Well then why the hell were you making out with him?" Mimi cried.
Mimi shook her head furiously as her expression saddened even more. Mimi placed a hand on Maureen's shoulder. "You're sure you're not really in love with Mark?" she asked, grinning and trying to lighten the mood. Maureen' eyes widened and she shook her head again.
"No way!" she blurted out. "But please, don't tell anyone." Maureen pleaded. "It's okay sweetie, no one's gonna know." She commented reassuringly, rubbing Mo's shoulder gently. Maureen smiled and embraced her friend. "Thank you." She whispered. Mimi wriggled out of Maureen's grasp and grinned.
"What?" Maureen asked. Mimi shook her head, still smiling. "Nothing." She said simply before turning and walking over to Roger.
Maureen watched as her friend strode away. Suddenly, a lump formed in her throat, and she felt giddy and light-hearted. For some strange reason, Mimi's question had bothered her.
Was she in love with Mark? Or did she just find him attractive? Maureen tried and tried again to drive the thought away, but it wouldn't leave. Maureen knew it wouldn't leave until she had declared what the thought wanted to hear. Mo shook her head.
She would never admit it. Not to anyone, even herself. But as she glanced at Mark from across the room, the lightheadedness consumed her again, and the thought of her and Mark on the couch, embracing passionately filled her mind again.
But although Maureen would still not admit it, a little voice in the back of her mind told her that when the time was right, she would admit that she was in love with Mark Cohen.
A/N: Okay, the last part was a little strange, but it's basically Maureen doesn't want to admit she really does have growing feelings for Mark, but she does. Oooh! I wonder where I'm gonna have this end up! Also, sorry about the short little date betweeen Mimi and Roger. I didn't have much tiem to write about them, so I thought of keeping it simple for now.
All right, chappie 10 is on the way! Review please!