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It's All Because of You
(Rated MA)
eM.pHi
IV. How Do I Say
How do I say hello? I just wanna talk to you…
how do I say you're beautiful? When I can't take my eyes off you…
I don't wanna say the wrong things; I want to use the right words to impress you…
How do I say…?
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To say that her brother was acting out of the ordinary was probably considered to be the biggest understatement of the year. Not only has he been happier for the past couple of days, smiling and chuckling more, which made him appear younger; his whole form has changed, from the serious business man to the slightly playful and sarcastic little mole. And though Rei was happy for him, his attitude was doing nothing but dampen her already shitty week, making her feel way older than she was and making it seem like she was the stooge of the family (when under normal circumstances he was the stooge).
They were having breakfast together today, a strange sight to see two Chiba's together in the house, for the male always seemed to be at work at abnormally early times, while the female thought it best to have a perfect amount of sleep in order to face the tiring and at times boring status of her lifestyle.
The dinning room where they sat was huge, as expected of such a high class family, and though there were only two members that resided at the home (besides the maids, butlers and helpers); the dinning table was made fit for a herd of people. He, being the older male of the household, sat at centre chair, which gave him view from all angles of the room. And although most of the times, he was seen sculling down burning hot coffee and rushing out towards the door with the daily newspaper under his arm and a heavy looking briefcase on the other, today he was seen sitting peacefully reading his newspaper and drinking his bitter coffee at a moderate and human like pace.
Rei sat down to the left of him and eyed him curiously. It wasn't everyday that she saw her brother at home, let alone in a calm and relaxed state as he was… it was kind of… nerving…
Stirring the quickly inedible cereal around her bowl, which had turned mushy from the milk and her lack of consumption, Rei never took her eyes off of him. The male Chiba, who happened to be reading the daily times with an unusual smile upon his face, had such a relaxing air surrounding him that Rei wanted nothing more than to punch his face in. and see if you'd still be the chirpy little bastard… the thought aggravatingly.
Though by the quirk of his left eyebrow and the sudden twitch of his lips, Rei could tell he knew she was watching his every move. This only caused her blood to boil even more so than it currently was. He was like a god damn robot! Costumed to do everything within the same period of time within the same manner… like how it took him exactly three minutes of reading before he would pick up his coffee with his right hand, take his eyes off the newspaper for a split second before taking a sip of his coffee, smiling at the (disgusting) taste, bring it back down and continue reading.
Yet there he was, oblivious to her stare, choosing to play dumb in order to make her crack. "It seems that I'm blessed with your presence today dear brother… could it be that you finally realised that working like you did would make you look older, and therefore uglier?" she stated in a snappy voice, yet still trying to be ignorant of his presence.
He looked up from his newspaper to give her a ridiculous stare, noting that for the past few days Rei had been like a firecracker snapping at the strangest things, which caused the household to tread on quiet feet. And as utterly amusing as it was to see that his lovelysister act the way she does, since she was normally always so damn vivacious about what not going on in the world, it was also difficult to lighten up the mood once she had contaminated the room with her dark and PMS like atmosphere. Today however he had made up his mind that he would get it out of her, and therefore make the air around here easier for everyone.
"Before I say why I've decided to stay home today, and grace you with my so called presence, I want to first thank you for your worry dear sister" he said sarcastically, folding the newspaper up before placing on his side and calling out for breakfast – thinking it best to have a full stomach in order to tackle the tyrant he called his sister.
"Who said I was worried?" she resorted sticking her tongue out at him, acting like nothing of her age but rather more like a mere child who didn't know the word fuck off existed as of yet. Mamoru chuckled helplessly before giving a quick thanks to the maid who brought him his eggs and toast – scrambled with salt and pepper lightly cooked, he always liked the yolky feel, and two pieces of toast, golden brown on both sides. Not burnt. Never burnt.
Before he could answer her question, although rhetorical it was, "You've met someone haven't you?" escaped from her lips.
Taking a long sip of his coffee he smiled at her twitching, a habit she had when she was anxious to know something. "I meet people everyday" came his mocking reply, as he took a bite of his toast (which was smeared with an unhealthy amount of butter). She flipped him off at that moment, and being the gentlemen that he was simply chuckled at her childish behaviour. Sometimes he truly wondered if his younger sister was 20 years of age, it was difficult to comprehend since most of the time he found her dancing around the mansion with a comb in her hand singing at the top of her lungs, or simply pouting at his stupid answers.
"Smart arse" she muttered before giving up on probing him about his personal life. Sometimes there was no point in teaching an old dog new tricks. In Mamoru's case, teaching him to open up to his sister instead of being a complete tool and answering my questions with either another question or a stupid comment… baka…
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Waking up the next morning was hell for a particular golden haired beauty. Having only slept for roughly five hours in a span of two days she felt that he eyelids were about to give way and close forever on her. The sleepless nights however, had nothing to do with the large amount of work that she had suddenly consumed through her firm, nor was it the fact that someone had continued to call her only hanging up afterwards, which freaked her out of her mind. No it had nothing to do with that. The sleepless nights had to do with a particular raven haired devil called Mamoru Chiba. The man who had stolen her heart all those years ago, and possible… still has her heart now.
Bumping into him was the most unexpected thing she had ever occurred within her life. And being a lawyer at the most promising law firms, whose motto was always expect the unexpected, she should have been prepared for this. Yet the moment she had bumped into him (more like collided into his still brick-wall like chest), she had been living in a world full of questions. She was feeling useless, defenceless and most of all confused. And after so many years of being immune to those emotions, she felt like complete shit and couldn't stop her mind from working on overdrive to solve this mystery.
Therefore the moment she had stepped into her office, where she received many hideous looks from her employees whom were so used to her proper and cold air, and stumbled into her chair and laid her head upon the hard mahogany desk did she feel utterly crappy about herself. Fumbling around for the phone she pressed a button which had become all too familiar to her through the years and mumbled incoherent words to her secretary. However, being her secretary and friend for over a month the message couldn't have been clearer.
"When you ready, would you be a dear and come into my office for a tick Minako?"
When Minako had entered her office, the girl almost had a heart attack, the steaming hot cup of coffee almost falling onto the ground and staining the cream carpet with a murky brown. Her boss, who was always so at the top of her game looked like she had been dragged around in a blender, ironed out to perfection and thrown back into a blender. Her hair, though in a bun, was done messily, her suit crinkled all over and her eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep.
"Wow… you look like shit" Minako stated, closing the door towards her boss and close friend and walking towards her. Though they had only known each other for a short period of time, Minako had grown to treat Usagi like a younger sister, even if Usagi was a few months older than her. If one were not to know of their background, one would think they were twins, what with their golden blonde hair and their crystal blue eyes, it was hard to tell them apart. Yet if one were to look closely the difference was evident.
While Usagi's hair was more of a white golden blonde, Minako's was more toned to a strawberry. While Usagi's eyes were more of a sea crystal blue, which changed colours darkening and lightening with her mood, Minako's eyes however, stayed a cobalt blue and only changed a dark emerald green when the weather turned for the worse. Another major difference would be their height. Usagi being a few months older than Minako stood only up to just above her shoulders – even with heels. It was something she had always hated, as no one ever treated her seriously as a teen.
"Your generosity warms me Minako…" Usagi bit out sarcastically, her temper shortening by the lack of sleep she had consumed. Raising a hand up in defence, as the other held onto the coffee, Minako sat across from her table and settled the cup down before her. Placing both elbows on the hard wood, holding her face with the palms of her hands and cocking her head slightly to the side, Minako waited for Usagi to bring herself together.
And though drowsy with the need for sleep and angry at her brain for continually showing her images of that stupid man, Usagi noticed her dark circles under Minako's eyes and her now more prominent cheekbones. There was something bothering Minako, Usagi just knew it. It was a talent she picked up during law school. Even at you're most weakest, watch everyone's movements. They could be the answer to winning your case. Minako was stubborn like she was, and Usagi knew that even if she probed her with questions, the girl would not crack. It would only take time and trust for her to finally rely on Usagi. Yet the feeling of this being deadly wouldn't leave her nagging brain. Something was wrong. Something bad.
"You know I was only stating the obvious Usagi" Minako said, smiling, even if it didn't reach her eyes.
Sighing inwardly Usagi thought it best to avoid bringing up her problems as well as Minako's and getting straight to the matter of business. "Whatever you say Minako, but the reason why I called you in here is regarding something important. I want you to find someone for me. I just need an address. That's it." Minako raised an eyebrow. It wasn't like Usagi to ask her to find someone. Odd…
"Name?" Minako asked picking up a pen and a scrap piece of paper from Usagi's desk.
"Chiba" Usagi stated, noticing the way Minako's hand had hovered above the paper in a state of shock before writing down the name.
"First name?"
"Mamoru. Mamoru Chiba …"
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He stood there looking her at that very moment, not believing his own eyes as she stood before him, probably just as dumbstruck, or maybe more at the fact that they were face to face. Who would've thought that after all these years they would meet each other again? Out of all places also too! In the middle of a park, the cold wind biting at warmed skin, where hormones were rising by the second from overly energetic couples.
He wanted to hold her, crush her within his body before she had angrily let go when he had asked whether she was alright. Who would've thought that the little girl who ran into him was none other than the woman who has been plaguing his mind for all these years…?
"Usko…?" he breathed, his voice questioning, as if trying to comprehend that the girl standing in front of him, was in fact the one and only woman who he had ever loved… and maybe… will always love… "Is that really you…?"
His hand reached up towards her face wanting to seek out the comforts of her warmth, but before he could reach her silky soft skin, she jerked her face away from him, seemingly frightened by his touch. His brows crossed in confusion, and the hurt was unmistakable in his eyes… why she was acting so cold towards him, he didn't know… hell, he still didn't know why she had left him like she had all those years ago… but that didn't matter… no, at this very moment, the only thing that mattered to him was that she was standing right there. So close that he could pull her towards him and feel her curves pressed against him once again. All he wanted to do was to hold her within his arms and kiss her breathless…
Maybe the hormonal couple had rubbed off him…
"I do believe you're mistaken… I don't know you…" she had stated, her eyes shielded over with nothingness, the prosecutor air of her emitting clearly from her being. So she had become a lawyer like she had wanted to all those years ago… he was glad… yet the undeniable feelings of pain was too hard to bare… what had he done to have her hate him so? It was endlessly a question in his mind. However, the fact that she was acting ignorant to him and her angry yet cute glare only caused him to hold back a chuckle.
How Usagi wanted to slap his face, slap the hurt that was seen clearly in his cobalt eyes… slap him because he was making her feel like, like she didn't belong in the world for hurting another being. "You must have mistaken me with someone else" she had said with a quick and professional tone, but one could inevitably feel the cold shoulder she was handing out for she radiated with a cold air, that the winter breeze couldn't even beat.
He smiled then, and her anger seemed to have doubled, how he found this situation funny was beyond comparison to her. In fact, she had felt this situation uncomfortable and unnerving. Never in her four years of being a lawyer had she felt unnerved like she was feeling right now. He was causing her to feel such useless emotions all over again, and she wouldn't take that.
"You've change Usagi…" his voice was so soft and deep, like the bass of a romantic song, and if she Usagi wasn't careful, she could see herself falling for him all over again.
"Like I said, I don't know who you are" his eyebrows rose at her statement, and it took all of his control from bursting into a fit of chuckles.
"How I wish I could say the same my dear… but I could never forget those eyes of yours… or the fact that your clumsiness still hasn't improved after all these years." He watched with mild amusement as she began to shake with what seemed to be anger, though with the cool breeze passing through their thick articles of clothing, one was never too sure.
"Why you… you…" she stated, trying to find the most horrid words to fit with his unbelievably annoying personality. However, before her brain could formulate such an insult she was cut short by his chirpy tone "handsome man? Why thank you dear Usagi, you truly have touched my soul with you kind words…"
She wanted to knock his face in at that moment, wanted nothing more than the pleasure of giving him physical pain knowing all too well that if she weren't in a public place, she was sure she'd done so already. "Still the cocky bastard aren't you Chiba" she hissed, venom dripped with each word she spoke through clenched teeth. She watched him smile, his dimples showing ever so subtly… damn the man and his good looks! Even after all these years he could still make her feel so weak in the legs.
"So you admit that you do know me after all dear Usagi" he said, his smile growing wider as he saw grunt over her stupidity, and only when he heard the faint "fuck" from her did he start to chuckle at her cute personality… she still hasn't changed that much…
"It's hard to forget a complete prick like oneself…" she hissed. Her eyes darkening over to a thunderous blue, the wind, at that moment gusted over causing her golden locks to unravel from her scarf and flutter around her. To him she looked like a goddess, if goddess' look like they're about to go for the kill… he mused silently. He noticed that her hair had grown longer, almost brushing the tips of her waist. He liked that. It made her look more like an angel that feel from the heavens above.
"Do not forget my dear, you used to love this prick" he teased smirking slightly as her cheeks were stained by pink and her eyes darkened more so if possible. He had always loved that aspect of her eyes. They were the clearest of blues, shinning like the most precious piece of diamond owned by the gods. Yet the slightest changes of her moods could cause it to lighten to an almost grey blue to darkening to the colour closest to black.
"Well I must say it was unpleasant bumping into you, I hope I never see you again in the future" she hissed, turning around to walk out of his life once again. When that happened something snapped inside Mamoru, he couldn't let her leave, not again, not like this. He needed to know what had happened between them, wanted to understand why she was so cold, so different to him…
She took a few steps from him only to be stopped by his firm yet gentle grip on her hand. Turning around in anger she opened her mouth to explode at this sexual harassment. However, before she could say a thing he cut her off with a kiss upon her lips. He was gentle, questioning really, asking her for permission for a kiss that was so wrong yet felt so right…
Her eyes were wide open, but the moment she felt his tongue enter her she moaned – despite herself – deep in her throat, feeling her eyes close upon instinct. She was losing herself into him, she was losing again… falling for a man who broke her heart… she couldn't do it, she just couldn't… not now… stop… her mind pleaded, she wanted to… god she wanted to but she couldn't…
Suddenly the kiss was broken and when she opened his eyes she saw the amusement upon his face. He had enjoyed that… she thought, feeling hurt, humiliated and most of all angry at the way her body had responded to such a simple touch. Tears wanted to fall from her eyes, her heart wanted nothing more than to cry until it bleed with blood…
He watched her eyes turn into a deep purple like blue, and he knew she was beyond upset. The tears that threatened to spill from her was heart wrenching. Holding her face in his hands he kissed her cheek, his heart almost stopped when he felt a teardrop upon his lips. The salty taste only caused the bleeding in his soul to burn… he hadn't meant to kiss her… but the moment she had turned around the image of doing so was overwhelming… the image of wanting to do that so many years ago… to stop her from leaving him…
"Have dinner with me next week" he said, breaking her train of thoughts and causing her to look at him with widen eyes. Out of all the things to say to someone you had just practically molested, you ask them to have dinner with you. Usagi was confused, what in gods name was this man thinking? Who in their right mind would say such a thing, to someone they had just met after years of not talking each other, and possibly hating each other.
"What the fu-"
"Next week my dear, 7.00 sharp. Come to my house, I want you to meet my sister first" he said cutting her off. Turning slightly he walked away, not before yelling over his shoulder, "don't even try to back out of it, I know you work for Kino and Mizuno Corp. I will call you up on the day to remind you. Don't be late. I trust you'll be able to find me." His smirk was clear as he turned and walked away.
Usagi stood there, staring at him and wanting nothing more than to fly kick him right where the sun don't shine. Confused and slightly amazed at how he knew she worked at Kino and Mizuno Corp, Usagi couldn't help but feel… well… she didn't know exactly how she felt. She was happy, happy because he actually knew where she was the whole time they were apart… yet sad… sad because… because she had also known where he was… and had known of his flings…
She wasn't sure what was going on in his head at the moment, but if he believed himself to be nothing more than a player, wanting nothing more than a good fuck then he was so mistaken. It'll take more than kind words, sweet kisses and delicious foods to get into Usagi Tsukino's pants, she thought turning around and walking home I'll make sure of that.
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Fin.
Yes I know it's been a long time. I'm sorry! I spent weeks on this! (I kept reading over it and thinking that it was beyond shit) so I hope it worked out in the end! This is probably the longest chapter I have ever written! It's been hell trying to get over this writers block so this better be worth it! Make me happy with reviews :)
Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed in the previous chapters. It was amazing! I loved reading them, and they always manage to put a smile on my face. Please ignore the grammatical mistakes and what not. I'm really shit at proof reading.