Title: Bubble Tea
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I no own
Summary: When Bunny Tsukino learns that she's pregnant with Darien Shields child, she feels that her life is over. A baby wouldn't have been a problem if the father hadn't been a one night stand. Now she's unsure with what her next move should be, and if he would be as supportive as her best friends are. She can't help but wonder when her life became a TV-drama. - AU
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He was above her, around her, inside of her. His scent was usually heady and intoxicating. This time, however, Mina was just sick of it and ready for him to finish up.
His hips flexed and rotated against her pelvis. Typically the bleach blond woman would have happily moved along with him. He was fantastic at what he did, which was why she stayed with him for so long. However, she was starting to realize that there was more to a relationship than Earth shattering orgasms.
That didn't mean that she couldn't enjoy them. Her mind just wasn't into it. Unfortunately, this made appreciating anything he was doing very difficult.
She peered up at him, her ice blue eyes took in the sight of his narrowed gray ones. She teasingly bit her lower lip, and he smirked down at her. Poor sap thought that she was really enjoying it. A part of her wished she was, this was great sex going to waste.
His muscular brown arm was supporting him and his hand rested just to the right of her pretty face. Goodness he was handsome; his face was one that she would never tire of.
His hair was salt and peppered, kept stylishly short. His skin was a beautiful mocha brown, and he was evenly tanned. He was fifteen years older than her, but was at his physical prime.
She was madly in love with him.
Before her thoughts could drift any further, his finger was on the most sensitive part of her body.
"Pay attention," He reprimanded.
Pleasure peeked and crashed multiple times. She was boneless and twitching when it was over.
Mina licked her lips and refused to move from her spot on the now damp sheeted bed. Her hair clung to her face and bare shoulders. Beside her, her longtime— and still married— lover breathed heavily, trying to regain his sense of decorum.
"Kunzite," Her voice was high and airy. Her eyes swiveled over to him, "We can't be doing this anymore."
She wasn't sure how many times within the last five years she had told him that.
A small smile spread across his face. "I know."
He always replied like that.
She rolled over so that she was lying on her stomach, arms folded so that they could support her chin could rest of them. "I'm serious. I need to move on with my life and find a man who will actually give me his life and make me a priority. I can't keep up with this anymore."
She sounded pathetic, even to her own ears. Mina was a strong woman, yet she was always weak whenever it came to this man. It made her hate herself.
He began to plant an array of butterfly kisses on her naked skin, anywhere that his mouth could touch was smooched.
Mina wanted to wiggle away from him. She tried to imagine his children; both were in college by now. His wife played into her mind, the older woman was pretty and educated, and more than likely having an affair with her tennis instructor.
The blond woman's mind always wandered like this whenever she was on the verge of quitting. She wasn't sure why she continued to allow all of this. She was a stupid woman.
She always gave herself an excuse to stay.
"You're never going to leave your wife," She moved so that she was now facing the ceiling. His eyes were on her supple breasts, but she was too lazy to wrap herself up in the blanket.
The realization that he was going to forever remain a two-timer was not new either. This was common knowledge to both of them. It wouldn't necessarily surprise her if she wasn't the only side piece he was playing with.
"Mina, why do you always try to complicate us?" Kunzite's voice was soft, not in its usual harsh tone.
The urge to punch him in his handsome face was almost too strong to fight against.
Instead, she let out a dramatic sigh. "My favorite cousin is pregnant. It got me thinking."
This was the most honest she had ever been with him. Bunny's baby bump was making her realize that they weren't as young as they used to be. No matter how often they told themselves they were. They were entering their 30's; this decade was a brand new chapter of their lives.
Lita was getting married, Amy was already married, Rei was one step away from settling down with Asunuma, and Bunny was pregnant. Where did that leave Mina?
She refused to be the spinster of the group. Artemis was already a sign that the spinster path was just a few felines away. She didn't want to be that crazy cat lady with no children.
It had never occurred to her that she would ever want anything more in life than great sex with hot men and a wonderful career. If their group were the girls from Sex in the City, she'd be the Samantha.
Only, now she was uncertain if that really was the path that she wanted.
"Do you have baby fever now?" Kunzite asked, the lines around his mouth drew tightly as his lips became a firm line.
Mina wondered what his children looked like. If they took after him, they were probably beautiful.
"I don't know what I want," She admitted, "I do know that I can't do it with you."
Her ice blue eyes flashed over to him and clashed against his grey ones.
"I want you gone before sunrise."
The sound of steel in her voice left both of them baffled. Mina never spoke that way to anyone before, not even when people seriously pissed her off.
"Ok," Kunzite nodded, settling down into his pillow.
A heavy silence settled over the two as they each drifted into their own thoughts.
The sun was high in the sky and piercing through the bedroom blinds by the time Mina woke up the next day. Her bed was empty, and a part of her heart cracked at the sight.
"It's for the best," She reassured herself.
The truth didn't take away from the unbearable pain.
Kunzite hadn't put up a fight, he hadn't argued the point. He had left swiftly and quietly, he hadn't even bothered to wake her. If it weren't for the physical evidence of their previous night together, she would've thought that he was an illusion.
Mina refused to cry over him. They weren't exclusive; there hadn't been an ounce of monogamy between them. He was married with children. And the bleach blond woman was going to be the crazy cat lady.
Letting out a wet laugh, one that seemed to be more of a hiccup, she rolled out of bed and stripped the sheets off of the bed. After throwing the soiled cloths into the washer, she scratched Artemis behind the ear as she passed him before hopping into the shower.
She ignored how her tears mingled with the hot water raining down upon her.
Her phone was ringing when she got out, wrapped in a thick and fluffy towel.
If it was the office or Kunzite….To her pleasant surprise it was Rei.
"Talk to me," Mina answered while going to check the washer.
"I'm not supposed to tell anyone," The raven haired woman started, "And really I shouldn't because I'm not a gossip like you. But…I don't think I can keep this to myself and Itto's still not talking to me."
The bleach blond tried to pay all of her attention to what was being said to her. "I can't believe you still haven't given Asunuma an answer."
"Shut up, this isn't about that," Rei spat, "this is about Amy and Craig."
"Don't tell me she's knocked up too!"
"Mina," Her friend practically growled, "Listen! Craig filed for a divorce, and Amy came to me for legal advice."
The news caused the blond to nearly topple over. Craig and Amy weren't the most romantic of couples, but they had been together since they were 16 years old. Married since they were 18. They were in love for cripes sake! They were soul mates!
The blond sat down on one of her dinning area's chairs, "Seriously? What is it with you people and telling me such major news? I have delicate emotions."
Her friend on the other end of the line let out an unladylike snort, "I'm going to be Amy's lawyer in this. You know that they didn't have a prenuptial agreement or anything like that. Apparently Craig has been unemployed this last year—"
"What? Ames never mentioned that!"
"—and he's looking at a good chunk of change. Our Dr. Mizuno not only has her own money from working, but also the money her parents had given her when she turned twenty-five. She's in the six digits when it comes to savings, and her soon-to-be ex-husband demands compensation for the misery that he's been put through within these last few years."
"That's terrible," Mina breathed, feeling sad for her shy friend. Then her attention drifted, "Wait, is she changing her last name back to Mizuno? No more Mizuno-Herman?"
"She wants the hyphenation gone." Rei sighed tiredly, "And Craigory Herman is being an asshole about this."
"Don't you realize how wonderful Asunuma is yet?" Mina asked in a small voice, "Stop being so stupid about this."
There was a paused beat before her friend replied, "I love Itto, but I'm a divorce lawyer. I see how horrible things can end up. I mean, look at Amy and Craig!"
"Rei," The blond woman frowned into her cell, "Stop being stupid. You said so yourself that you love him. Stop coming up with lame excuses and stop pushing him away. Otherwise you're going to end up alone. You want children, you want a husband, you want that perfect slice of suburbia and you deserve it."
She didn't mention that she had ended things with Kunzite.
She knew the Rei well enough that Lita would probably be told about it not ten minutes after the two were done with their own conversation.
When it came to the five of them there was no such thing as the word 'secret'. There was no such thing as 'private' either. They shared everything. Usually that wasn't such a horrible trait. Why wouldn't they share their entire lives with one another? It had been that way since forever.
Still, this was a fresh wound.
Artemis jumped up onto the table and rubbed his body against her bare arm. She was still in nothing but a towel. Giving the cat a scratch under his chin, she got up and moved to her bedroom to throw on some sweats and a t-shirt. It was a staying-in type day.
"You're right. I just don't understand what I'm so afraid of," Rei admitted.
Mina knew what her friend was afraid of: abandonment. Her mother had died of cancer when the woman was a small girl. Her father had dumped her onto her grandfather and had gotten remarried and started a new family. Her first serious relationship had left her as soon as she opened up to him.
Still, ditzy as she could be, the blond knew better than to say that out loud, "Go to therapy. You need more than your little yoga stints."
"Probably…ugh, I have to go. Hotaru's calling me." Her friend grouched.
Mina couldn't help but smile at the tone and said her goodbyes before hanging up.
After she was dressed she took the sheets out and hung them on various doors around her apartment to dry.
Her thoughts were filled with Kunzite as she cleaned her entire apartment from floor to ceiling. Perhaps she was a masochist, the pain was suffocating, yet she forced herself to barrel through it. It wasn't as if life was going to stop just because she broke up with her married boyfriend.
She wondered how Bunny was doing and how far along she was with her pregnancy. She would be back home in Florida after the new year rang in, and it had been three years since her feet had touched American soil.
Honestly, Mina couldn't wait. She needed a vacation.
TBC
MLL: Another early update! What's wrong with me? Sorry it's a tad bit short.
There was my lemon, nothing remotely attractive about it. I wanted to make Mina seem a little sympathetic. Like, you kind of want to hate her, but you love her too much to do it completely. You know?
And I lied about some action in this chapter, this ended up being very introspective. Bunny is the main character, but that doesn't mean that I won't focus on the other's too. Their lives were mentioned for a reason in the first chapter.
P.S: Thai Milk Tea is my FAVORITE (with extra boba of course). Omg, I drink that at least once a week. UFN.
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