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Chapter Eight: Hectic Arcade Mess

It was one of the most stressful nights Mamoru ever had. He was at first reluctant to even go to bed, knowing that just a few hours before, he had been making out with Usagi, crazy annoying Usagi. His dreams were never ending either, each time he did eventually fall asleep; he pictured that forced kiss. But he didn't force Usagi into a kiss, so why were his dreams saying otherwise. Was this something that was supposed to happen in the future. Ever since he was a child, he had premonitions, and they always came true. But how could he do that, and to Usagi. Why would he do that?

"Dammit." He cursed getting up for the fourth time in just two short hours of sleep. It was three in the morning, the weather still in a frenzy outside; and so was his mind. He saw it again, that forced kiss. Usagi had little tears running down her purple and brown cheek, there were a few more flashes, and he saw her again this time crying, she was tied up and afraid. A few more flashes and he saw himself yelling at her, telling her it was her own fault 'so stop crying'. He rubbed his forehead bothered by every memory of her.What was he thinking, why was he thinking of such things.

'I would never do something like that. Never.' He continued to tell himself. He walked to the kitchen, grabbing a nice tall glass of cold orange juice. He had to relax, he had to let go of these dreams, and the reminder of Usagi. The kiss he gave her in the afternoon was a mistake, a mistake that would never happen again.

He stared out to the black sky and the large ball of silver, it stared down at him as if wondering, wondering if he had figured out it yet. He hadn't figured anything out, the only thing he knew for sure, was that his stress came from Usagi.

Usagi didn't sleep very well either. She touched her lips often, wondering why Mamoru kissed her. Why did she kiss back. She didn't even know she could kiss, after all this was her first time. She felt a little sad knowing that it wasn't Motoki or some really hot guy who liked her a lot who was her first. Instead, it was Mamoru. There was nothing there between him and her, so why did it happen. She didn't want to think about 'that' part of him either, but it crept up, each time making her blush madly. She sat up, disturbing Luna a bit and looked up at the sky. The weather was still bad, but at least no lightning and thunder. She was a bit sad though, if only Mamoru and her were interested in each other; things might have been different. But there was no way Mamoru would ever think of her like that. She looked to her desk, his jacket he leant after the arcade incident draped over her chair. She had forgotten to take it with her.

'He's always nagging at me.' She thought angrily. She sighed realizing how stupid she was being for thinking about Mamoru and her. It was a mistake, and hopefully no one would ever find out about it.

"Come on Mizu, you're walking so slow. The arcade that Motoki works in is just around the corner." Ai said nagging as she pulled on her brother's arm hard almost pulling him down.

"Ai, I don't see why we have to be here." He said back straightening up. He knew that Ai had a wild need to be with Mamoru, but he didn't want to befriend the guy just so she could get him. He walked casually, making rude comparison's between America and Japan. He often did complain about how boring the people are, and how the 'traditional look' was dead.

As they rounded the corner, Ai spotted her; that bunned hair.

"It's that girl." Ai muttered angrily.

"Who?" Mizu asked looking the least interested. Ai's eyes narrowed madly, she couldn't believe a girl like that could ever score a hot catch like Mamoru. He was tall, dashing, very intelligent, just a super hottie. And the blonde seemed like such a child, nothing really special at all.

"I have way more to offer him. I mean did you see her body, so thin and curve-less." Ai continued to complain. Mizu yawned a little pushing his shiny dark red hair off his face. It was rather hot today considering it was raining monsters last night.

"I didn't see her. Are we going into the arcade or what. I don't want to be caught being here. It's so….village here." He rolled his eyes as he started to walk towards the arcade, Ai following him. She thought about what she was going to say to the blonde if she saw her. And for sure, she would give her a piece of her mind.

Usagi was inside alright, with Naru and Umino, ending the school day with a nice cold ice cream shake. Usagi had forgotten all about Mamoru, when she saw Motoki wearing his new clothes. He obviously dressed a little bit better for Reika, but it was alright; as long as Usagi got to spend some time with him.

"Oh, so you're going to do a presentation too Motoki-san. That's so cool." Usagi smiled happily. She had no idea that Motoki would be one of the presenters. Motoki smiled brightly, he almost felt famous from the way Usagi was acting about it.

"I'm very interested in learning about the cell life stages. I am thinking of pursuing a career in medicine myself, it is after all a highly respected field." Umino started to talk about his ambitions and threw in all sorts of crazy facts that nobody really needed to know. Naru and Usagi sulked, twitching from upset.

"Ahhh, didn't I say no more stupid facts!" Naru shouted hitting the back of his head. Motoki did nothing but laugh nervously as he watched Naru beat the nerd boy.

"OH hello Motoki." Ai's voice sent shivers up all their spines, even Umino's (and it wasn't from Naru's hard slap on the back either).

"Oh, Ai-san. Hi. What are you doing here?" Motoki seemed rather frightened to see her, and strangely nervous at the same time. Usagi perked up from her chair, looking back at Ai, as was Naru; who noticed right away that Ai wasn't a normal Japanese girl, she was something expensive.

"Just thought we'd see the local. So you work here?" Ai beamed him a fake seductive smile looking Usagi's way, as if to let her know who she was dealing with. Usagi gulped feeling awkward, like Ai was sending her mean signals. She remembered the night at the park, when she disturbed Mamoru's date with her. How could he date a girl like that, who was so clearly cheap. But than again, she was pretty and had a wonderful body.

"Hello there." Mizu moved to get a better look at the counter, and he spotted the blonde. He couldn't believe how cute she looked, sitting there on her stool and staring at her shake. He made his way to Usagi's side.

"Hi." Usagi was able to say trying to contain herself. Mizu was a really good looking guy, and he knew it. Even Naru blushed he was so incredible handsome. Both of them seemed lost for words.

"I'm Mizu." He smiled taking Usagi's hand and leaning in to kiss it. Usagi blushed a bright shade of red, he was very romantic. Motoki looked at Mizu and than to his friend, Usagi. He didn't like the happy glow on her face, he knew this was going to go very poorly.

"And you must be my Angel. Pleasure to meet you." His smile was perfect, a type of beauty that Usagi never knew men could have. His lips came down on to her hand, sending a strange power all over her body. She was flushed as was Naru, who became jealous of Usagi's great luck. Umino folded his arms, getting upset with the attention Naru was giving this new man.

Motoki was becoming upset, he didn't like what Mizu was doing, and it was even worse that Usagi was falling for his good looks and charm. Ai smirked, an idea coming to her head. She saw the pink cheeks, the helpless sweet look in Usagi's eyes, she was smitten by Mizu.

'This could work very well for me.' She thought wickedly.

Mizu let go of Usagi's hand after she pulled alittle trying to get back from him. All her personal space was being overwhelmed by the tall dashing young man.

"Usagi-chan, why don't you guys go play some games while we discuss our project." Motoki felt very weird about the situation, and at that very moment he wanted Usagi gone. With dreamy eyes, Usagi and Naru walked to the game station; as Umino followed looking back at Mizu with angry eyes.

"Wow, that girl is hot!" Mizu smirked as Usagi faded from his vision. Ai sat down, smiling very satisfied.

"Her name is Usagi." Motoki asserted. The way he watched her, with his perverted eyes, he knew all to well what was swimming in Mizu's mind.

"I like that. It's very sexy." Mizu smirked licking his lips and straining his neck slightly to see if he could catch a glimpse of her trademark buns. Ai smiled over-excited.

"You should ask her out Mizu, she's a perfect match for you." Ai suggested looking suddenly very calm. Motoki didn't like that idea, and quickly changed subjects before anything more could be said about Usagi. He looked over to the gaming stations, to where Usagi was huddled over with Naru, probably giggling about the kiss on her hand; like normal school girls would. This was going to get ugly, if he didn't do something. No matter what Mamoru said to him, he knew that there was something there in his soul for Usagi, and if Mizu got into the picture; it would fly.

"Ahh Usagi, you are so lucky. That guy was so handsome." Naru squealed happily. Umino sighed gruffly.

"He wasn't anything special. Judging by his speech, you can tell that he isn't very good at poems or literature- Naru-chan I'm talking!" he realized when he spotted Usagi and Naru still huddled together and giggling. He sighed feeling awfully defeated.

"Usagi, who is he?" Naru asked quietly still trying to get a look at him from the slits between the game stations. Usagi blushed doing the same.

"I don't know." She smiled. All her time was spent on dreaming about a hot guy, saying romantic things to her; and it was her luck that such a guy arrived. She sighed, her heart racing a mile a minute. She never thought in a million years she'd find someone that wonderfully good looking. Both girls started to giggle like little junior high school girls.

But Usagi's good mood ended when she saw the time, she was late going home- her parents were probably worried sick.

"OH NO! I'm late!" Usagi shouted standing up in a panic, as did Naru, realizing it was her responsibility to walk the bunny home. They shared a quick glance at each other and burned out of the arcade, scaring the trio at the counter. Motoki smiled nervously as he watched both girls blur out of his arcade while Ai and Mizu watched on, very perturbed by what they saw.

"She's like that." Motoki laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head.

It was the strange feeling in his chest, it was burning. A strain that tugged away at his ease. He was on the way to the arcade when suddenly he felt nervous, panicked almost. What could it be. Something was trying hard to get his attention, as if it needed help, but where to go; and why? He pressed on, consumed in his thoughts, wondering why the feeling persisted. Maybe it was just anxiety of the whole week, and the lack of sleep. After all, this was the most stressful week he had ever had, and it was all that Odango's fault. His eyes narrowed at the thought of her. He was fine, in his empty world, why did she have to give him a taste of happiness. He felt that he missed her, that laugh, that absence of loneliness.

As he continued to walk, thinking hard about his situation with Usagi, wondering if there was a way to ignore her and everything that had happened. But before acting, he would talk to Motoki, since he knew Usagi well; he would have good advice to give.

Suddenly, a blur of bright red and brilliant yellow zoomed past him, a large gush of air almost pushing him back. He wondered what it was and where it came from.

"If I didn't know any better, that was Odango." He said to himself. He saw Umino, a boy from her school walking slowly after the swish of air, sighing sadly as he went. A sly smile came to Mamoru's face.

"Yep that was her." It was odd how he kept seeing her, when he least wanted to. But that was when he noticed, the strain in his chest had lifted. It was the strangest thing. He wondered, could it be linked.

'You're thinking too much Chiba.' He thought looking as anxious as ever.

Motoki was trying his best to keep their attention on the project. He had no idea why they had decided to drop on by his work place, it wasn't like they were good friends; and it certainly cut into his time with his loyal customers. Mizu smirked at every young junior school girl he could, making rude remarks about them as they giggled by. Motoki was getting awfully impatient and sort of wished Usagi was there.

Just then, the arcade doors opened. The place looked brand new to Mamoru since it was fixed up. The window's glossy and new, the blood stains he caused bleached away. It was the strangest thought to come to his mind.

"Yo Chiba!" Motoki smiled nervously, knowing all to well that Mamoru's slight smile would quickly vanish.

"Hey Motok- OH Ai, you're here..." Mamoru sighed when his eyes fell on the firey red head and her ego centric brother, who casually waved unbothered. Ai jumped from her seat and ran to greet the object of her affections. With her seductive smile and loud outfits she draped herself dangerously close to him. Her pose had caused blushing faces in the arcade and some girls even left, feeling too awkward and uncomfortable.

"Funny meeting you here Mamoru. It must be fate." She smiled tracing a invisible line on his chest. Mamoru's nervous half smile twitched trying to find uncursed words to tell her exactly how he felt about seeing her.

"What are you doing here?" Motoki asked getting back Mamoru's attention.

"I just thought I'd come by and talk to you. I'm actually really busy." Mamoru waved Motoki a quick goodbye and was getting ready to flee when Ai clasped his hand.

"I'll walk with you, after all we never did get to 'finish' our date." She smiled tenderly, a zealous sex appeal radiating off of her. A large tear drop hung from Mamoru's head, he wanted to push her back and tell her to back off and never cling on to him like that again.

"Ah Chiba wait, did you forget, we have to go out with Reika and me tonight." Motoki suddenly appeared by Mamoru hoping that it would be enough to save him.

"Well then, I'll be your date Mamoru darling." It was as if nothing would peal her away from him. A even larger tear drop hung from Mamoru's head, trapped.

"Well he can't be your date when he already has one." Motoki snorted getting rather upset with Ai rude behavior. She had this habit of inviting herself to things and bailing out when she felt like it. Bottom line was, she was a annoyance.

"What?" She snorted angrily, her eyes blood red as she stared Motoki down. Mamoru could feel the mad aura coming from her, she was so intense. Motoki flumbled with his words, not sure what to say, or who's name to use since her crazy stare was so threatening. Mamoru was panicked too.

"He's with Usagi-chan."

"WHAT!" Ai blew up, flames bursting from her body, as the rest of the people in the arcade made a run for it.

"Ai, whats the big deal, I was totally gonna score with that chick." Mizu complained walking up to his crazy sister. He had been talking it up with a brunette from the Juban Junior High School, she was shy and innocent; the type of girl he preferred.

"You're dating that girl!" Ai shouted. Mamoru at first didn't realize that it was indeed just pretend, it had almost felt that he was dating Usagi. But he soon came back to reality when she pointed a nasty finger into his chest. He stumbled almost back.

"Yes, he and Usagi-chan have been going out for, for uh..forever." Motoki stuttered when she spun around in a very wicked and humanly impossible way.

"No way, that blonde hottie from earlier?" Mizu interrupted reaching mad nerves himself. He thought that the girl looked single, he had a nack for spotting single girls. And to make things worse, she was dating Mamoru, who he viewed as his rival. Mamoru was a popular guy at the college, a huge deal with the girls, and a guys best friends. Each day since he came to Japan, Mizu had to watch girls practically throwing themselves on to Mamoru; whereas those same girls turned Mizu down in a blink. His eyebrows narrowed, upset that now he was taking girls that he preferred.

"Well fine then!" Ai screamed and stormed out. She was upset, really really mad. Mamoru thought about stopping her and clearing things up, but this was what he wanted, he wanted that American freak out of his life.

"I just want you to know, that it's not going to work." Mizu smirked walking rather close up to Mamoru. He was just a couple of inches shorter than the dashing dark haired man, but he didn't flinch from saying what he wanted to say. Mamoru only matched Mizu's angry expression and watched him leave the arcade as well.

"That went well." Motoki sighed a little nervous about their situation. He had no idea that Ai would take it like that.

"You were right Chiba, they're both really weird-"

"How does he know Usagi?" Mamoru quickly demanded. He felt nervous and upset and wasn't sure why he cared so much if Mizu somehow knew Usagi. Why would he? Usagi was after all not really his date or girlfriend, and they shared nothing; and yet it bothered him so.

"Well, he was in here earlier. Man it was really bad too, he kissed her hand-"

"What? And you let him?" Mamoru raised his voice, his fists balling; the urge to run after Mizu and punch him out rushing through his blood. Motoki took a step back and looked deep into his friends eyes, there was that same glint, that madness he had seen once before; and yet he couldn't remember from when.

"Mamoru? I'm not in any place to tell him not to. After all, she seemed to have fallen for his charm" Motoki made a funny face as he mocked Mizu a little. Mamoru's heart ran a mile a minute.

'How could she, and with that jerk.' He thought over and over while listening to the details of what happened. Of course what did he expect, Mizu was like that, a charmer. He knew his type, the type that preyed on girls with big hearts like Usagi.

"Chiba, are you alright? Listen man, I only said her name to get Ai off your back, I didn't think she would blow up like that." Motoki wondered why Ai reacted so badly to Usagi, after all she had only met the girl.

"I gotta explain some things." Mamoru sighed walking to the counter. It was getting messy, really messy; and it was probably only going to get worse. Motoki followed him to the counter. He was making coffee and gasping as Mamoru told his story, how Usagi had caught him in the park with Ai; and the fight they had then. Motoki wished he had known that, since Ai was a vengeful type of person. Mamoru didn't stop, he went on to explain his dreams, and how much they conflicted him. One night, it was a loving consented act, and the next it was awful how he forced her kiss. And of course he included the turmoil of what had happened in his bed, what he saw in her eyes that whole day. It was all strange to Motoki, to hear they were actually getting along. Mamoru never had patience for Usagi, and couldn't believe his ears.

In the end, all Motoki could say, was 'oh man'. They sat there for a while, until the arcade was closed, just wondering why everything suddenly turned into this. How had things become so complicated.

How was that? Don't worry I'm already working on the next chapter, but forgive me, I have to study for finals too (it's very tragic). But I'll try to post it as quickly as I can.

On the next chapter: Ai schemes a plan with Mizu, Usagi and Mamoru become confused and some old faces become new.