Hey, okay someone body made a good point about the race with Haruka, but see if I thought it was implied with the whole accident thing, but if it wasn't clear, the race was postponed because of Usagi's accident, buts its on again now as a trap…
Anyway hopefully things will be cleared up in the next chapter….
And thanks all for the reviews…
Lita bit the inside of her cheek to stop from twitching and to take her mind off where her black hot pants had ridden up, and focused on the problem at hand.
Her gaze flying over the faces, she rested less then a second on each before moving on, determining each time that the person her gaze had landed on could do nothing to help her.
Her gaze landing on Dante, the person who had arranged the race, she quickly made her way over, her four inch black ankle boots clicking with each step.
Pulling her wrist gloves tighter, she adjusted her white tank top with the short silver coat that just covered her shoulders over it, and walked determinedly up to them, noticing, as she got closer, that Milliardo was talking to him.
Puffing out her chest as she walked to the, she smiled in sarcastically at their looks of appreciation. Sometimes it helped that they were so predictable.
"Dante, Milliardo," nodding her head at them in acknowledgement. "Sorry I haven't been around that much but with Usagi's accident and everything," she paused dramatically trying to drum up sympathy.
"How is she?" Milliardo as the first to ask and she smiled gratefully at him. It was so much easier for things to go according to plan when people co-operated: she thought.
Especially when they didn't even know it.
"She's actually a lot better, and dying to get back behind the wheel, which is technically why I'm here." She paused again pretending to gather strength to ask them for a favour that she didn't really want them to do. Her hesitation was real when Dante asked, "Is there anything we can do?"
"not necessarily you per say," she answered "She's arranging a race night in a few days and wants everybody there. She's heard the rumours," slanting a agitated gaze at Milliardo, "I don't know how, but according to the rumours that we've heard, she's lost her edge, that she know longer feels the urge and it has pissed her off, given her something to focus on, helping her recover immensely,"
Clearly getting upset, Milliardo wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "She's going to be in the last three races,"
Looking imploringly at him, she thought to herself what a shame that she had to use him like this, he really was quite a good friend, and despite the fact he was a playboy of the highest order.
Her voice almost a whisper soft, he leaned into his frame, "This is the first crash we've ever had and we've been racing if not working with cars for nearly a decade."
Milliardo didn't hide his shock "You're joking right?"
He laughed but stopped abruptly when she didn't join in, "You're not," scratching the back of his head in shocked confusion "But that's not possible, everybody crashes at least twice in their careers. Its how they learn, that's why people refer t crashes as learning experiences."
Lita smilingly shook her head, knowing that they were a lot better then many of the others racers on the circuit, mainly because of the fact that their families had been involved with engines and vehicles even when they were babies. Usagi, Ami, and herself could take apart a carburettor, long before they could walk or talk.
"You don't know our histories," she smiled mysteriously, but it was clear to Milliardo that this wasn't the right time to ask about it.
Glancing to her left, she caught sight of the guy she wanted to talk to and talking a deep breath to ready herself for this great acting feat she was about to undertake, she kissed Milliardo on the two cheeks European style, and smiled at him innocently, sure that the news they wanted to spread would spread even quicker with him and his friend at the helm of it, sure that they were the first ones to have it.
"Honey, I see someone I desperately need to have a conversation with, so ill be off. But I can count on you to spread the news right? I wouldn't want Usagi set back."
Milliardo nodded enthusiastically, his friendship with the five hottest racers on the circuit was doing wonders for his reputation with the ladies and on the circuit, so he wasn't going to do anything to risk it. "Sure, just give me a call when you have everything arranged, or if you need any help?" his voice was sincere, and Lita had too truly smile for the first time in a long time at a guy, he really was quite a likable guy, she thought surprised.
Maybe he could be a friend.
Walking over to Dominic, she repressed her desire to extend her fingers, her red nails glistening, long, strong and like blades in shape, and attack his throat, ripping out his guts and such from that end before going for the south end, making sure to keep him alive to feel all the pain…
So caught up in her day dreams, a whimsical dream drool like look on her face, that she failed to realise she was basically on top of him, till someone tapped her on the arm.
Reaching out on reflex, she grabbed the offending hand, and twisting the arm sideways, put enough pressure on it that she could feel the bones stretching, the tendons twisting to the new position, the screams of pain coming from the occupant affecting her like a flea constantly flying around you. She knew that if she put just a tiny bit more pressure on the wrist that it would break like a dry twig, but she didn't want that.
It wasn't as if, taking a look of the offender she continued, he had grabbed something else that would require her to break something important to him, and she knew that the thing could break and was immensely more painful then most breaks considering the tenderness and malleable nature of the thing.
Throwing him away from her as if he weighed no more then a pesky fly, she smirked at the man she had come to see, asking him with her eyes, was that the best he could do?
A smile crossed his face as he watched her approach. It had been along time he thought. Too long!
Pulling her into his massive arms he engulfed her in a hug, "How are you, Lita?"
But before she could answer felt a sharp dagger dig deep into her side, twisting the skin so painfully, touching organs it had no right to touch with deadly accuracy.
Her mouth opened in silent astonishment, she gazed at his, slowly slipping out of consciousness, unseen by anyone at the race, due to his interference and his men surrounding her as if to say hello to along lost friend.
And finally noticed his eyes, twisted in a long growing rage, and she realised even as she heard his pasting words that the plan had just been flushed down the loo.
"You think I wouldn't find out, Lita? You think I wouldn't find out how you had betrayed us?" before blackness claimed her as its bride.
A tall blonde watched from the sidelines, unseen by his men, a beautifully evil smirk on her face, turning her back on the girl even as she fell.
The girl deserved what ever she got, but for now, she was just one more way to hurt the one she wanted.
Okay I was getting pissed off I couldn't get it to sound like I wanted without sounding like a cheesy 60's movie, so I decided to skip it and just write the basics…
This I hope will get me to write faster… hopefully
But reviews may work better…
I'm not above threats…for those who don't review… one word is all I'm looking for from those who are lazy… good or bad? Not hard and then for those who want to write more…. Then they I vow will get to read the chapter before anyone else… the final one… which I may drag out indefinitely until people review…
Anyway enough with the threats, thanks to those who have actually reviewed… much appreciated…
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