Usagi climbed out of bed and left her room. She walked out into the living room. The phone rang. Usagi looked at it, and then scanned the room. "Well are you going to answer it or not?" Usagi nearly leaped out of her skin. She frowned at the black fur ball at her feet. Usagi walked into the kitchen and moved towards the phone. She lifted up the phone off the receiver. "Moshi, Moshi." "Usagi?" Usagi frowned slightly, "Konnichi wa Kevin." "How's everything down there?" Usagi suddenly remembered the dream from last night. "Uh, great. When are you coming back?" "Tonight. I should be back tonight. Well I better let you..." The doorbell rang. "I got to go." Usagi hung up the phone. The bell rang again. "Coming!"
Usagi hurried to the door and unlocked it. She then eased the door opened and peered out.
A white flash of light instantly blinded Usagi and she staggered back with a cry. Her hands flew to her eyes and she rubbed at them trying to regain her site.
Once she could see again another flash caused her eyes to see white splotches. "What on Earth?"
Luna meowed and hissed at the figure that entered the room. "Such lovely skin. Perfect hair..."
Usagi covered her eyes protecting them from another flash of light. "Please stop."
She stumbled forward as more flashes and more people entered the room. Usagi shouted over the roar of voices, "Leave me alone!"
She pushed through them and ran out into the hall. People from their own apartments looked at her and gapped.
Usagi's eyes filled up with tears and she shouted, "Just leave me alone!"
She took off down the hall racing past the cameras the video cameras and the reporters. She pushed gawking people out of her way and slammed into the door to the stairs swinging it open, only to hit the wall behind it.
She slipped on the first step and hit the wall next to her grasping the railing to keep herself from falling.
She leaped to each step flying down the stairs till she reached the last step and swung open the door. She ran out into the fresh air.
Instead of running to the car she ran across the parking lot. By the time she reached the stoplight the reports had run out, "hey there she goes!"
Usagi burst into tears and she turned and bolted across the street. She narrowly missed a speeding car and she stopped before another could hit her. She made it to the other side and splashed into a puddle. The light rain suddenly grew heavy and Usagi wrestled with robe she had worn to bed and it fell to the ground hit the puddle.
Usagi then heard them, behind her and she bolted racing down the sidewalk, running blindly through the rain. She stepped into puddles bumped into people but she continued on.
She turned a sharp corner and rammed into someone. She fell to the floor and hit her head on the ground. She groaned in pain and looked up through blurry eyes.
"Usagi?"
Usagi rubbed her eyes and found a hand stretched out towards her. She grasped it and was pulled to her feet. She looked at the person, who was kind enough to help her, "Makoto san?"
Makoto bent down so she could see Usagi's face, "Usagi, why are you crying? What's wrong?"
Makoto was dressed in a red halter top with straps that buttoned down the middle, the last two left undone. She also wore a skirt blue with a red waistband and a strip down the middle, and two bracelets on her right wrist. A jacket covered her bare shoulders.
Makoto shrugged off her jacket and draped it over Usagi's shoulders.
"Girl come on lets get you out of the rain."
Makoto pulled the hood over the blond's head and led Usagi to her apartment.
Usagi was seated down on a love seat in Makoto's apartment in the down town area of Tokyo city.
Usagi looked around as Makoto disappeared into the small kitchen. The living room was clean and bare. Only the couch a chair and a small TV filled the large room. No pictures of family or friends, nothing indicating of a wonderful life here.
The walls were white and the floor a plain off white. The couch and chair where green a sage green color.
Makoto entered the living room with a cup in her hands. She rounded the chair and sat down next to Usagi. She brushed off the coat and handed Usagi the hot cup filled with hot tea.
"Here this should warm you up."
Usagi numbly nodded her head and whispered, "thanks."
Makoto nodded and suddenly the room went silent. Usagi sipped carefully at the tea and she shut her eyes.
Makoto asked, "Why were you running?"
Usagi sighed and set the cup down to rest it on her cold legs.
Makoto stated "here lets get some clean clothes on you." She stood and helped Usagi up. She led her to the bathroom, "I'll be right back with some dry clothes ok."
Usagi nodded and the door shut behind her. The bathroom was clean cleaner than the one at her apartment. There was barely anything out. The floor was light pink and white tile, the walls barren and white.
The counter was marble with only a toothbrush, brush and toothpaste laid there.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and was pushed open. Makoto handed Usagi some clothes and left silently.
Usagi pulled her hair from her face. She opened a drawer finding all sort of rubber bands and scrunchies. She picked one and pulled her hair back from her face.
She then striped from her wet pjs and changed into the large male shirt and boxer shorts. Usagi then opened the door and peered out into the main room.
Makoto looked out at the same time from the kitchen. "Just make yourself comfy Usagi. Hot cocoa is almost done."
Usagi nodded and walked out into the living room. She then moved to the love chair and sat down. She pulled her knees to her chest and hugged herself. Lightning crashed and she jerked in her seat.
She breathed in deeply and buried her face in her lap and blocked out the storm outside the window.
Makoto walked out into the living room to find Usagi curled up into a ball. She set the cups down on the coffee table. She then moved to the window and shut the curtains. She looked out once longingly before she turned back around.
Makoto sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
Usagi's head shot up and she looked around. The sound of the storm was almost mute over the TV. She looked at Makoto, "Thanks Makoto."
Makoto nodded, "No problem. I understand you completely. My Okaasan was the same way."
Usagi nodded and turned her gaze to the cups. The attentively reached out and grasped the closest one. She brought it to her lips and blew across the top. Then she sipped it slowly.
Makoto looked down in the cup she held. "Why were you running? If you don't mind me asking that is."
Usagi replied, "The reporters bombarded our apartment. And took pictures. I should be on the front page tomorrow, or today. On front page in my pjs looking horrified to see them." She shut her eyes.
Makoto frowned, "Want me to give them a piece of my mind. You say the word and me the others, especially Haruka will brake down their door and..."
Usagi smiled at the image that had filled her mind. "No...No it's ok. I'm used to it. I've been in this business for a long time."
Makoto smirked, feeling great she had made her friend smile. But then it faded when she remembered the incident the other day.
"I am sorry Usagi kun, and the others as well. And I mean it with all my heart. The others and I never meant to hurt you. Never in my life would I have done that, had I known you would have thought we were using you."
Usagi opened her eyes and stared at Makoto. Makoto continued, "We just wanted to, well Minako likes to think she's the goddess of love. She wanted to play matchmaker. And she drug us all along for the ride."
Usagi raised an eyebrow waiting what else she had to say.
Makoto set her glass down on the coffee table. "If you don't forgive me, or the others, at least forgive Mamoru. He is innocent to the core. Minako threw him out on a platter, and gave him to you. Minako is still trying to get him to forgive her.
Usagi hugged herself again. "Why do you all want to be with me? Why do you care so much? I don't know anything about any of your lives, and yet you still all try so hard to stay near me. Is it because of who I am?"
Makoto sighed; she had known this would come up sooner or later. "Well, sort of, I mean, you're a great person, with a cool personality. Haruka says you love to drive and fell in love with your car. Literally I think it's those Kawaii bishonen. But mostly, its you because you are you, and nothing more or less."
"Not because I'm rich?"
Makoto chuckled, "well, I know a few of the girl, including myself would love to steal a few of your clothes, since they are magnificent work, but no not because you're rich. Minako is from London, and an actress. She's Sailor V."
Usagi nearly jumped out of her seat, "Sailor V. I love Sailor V. She's so strong, beautiful and graceful. Unlike me."
Usagi set her cup down with a clank. "Can I use your phone?" Makoto nodded, "Yea sure."
Usagi got to her feet and left to the kitchen. She sat down in a stool and picked up the phone. She dialed the number.
It rang three times before being picked up.
"Moshi moshi."
"Kevin."
"Hey Usagi, how's it there at the fort?"
"Not good. The reporters took it over and I fled. They got my in my pjs. I'm at Makoto's apartment. When are you coming..."
"Right now."
"Kevin."
"I'll be there in the next three hours."
Usagi hurried to the door and unlocked it. She then eased the door opened and peered out.
A white flash of light instantly blinded Usagi and she staggered back with a cry. Her hands flew to her eyes and she rubbed at them trying to regain her site.
Once she could see again another flash caused her eyes to see white splotches. "What on Earth?"
Luna meowed and hissed at the figure that entered the room. "Such lovely skin. Perfect hair..."
Usagi covered her eyes protecting them from another flash of light. "Please stop."
She stumbled forward as more flashes and more people entered the room. Usagi shouted over the roar of voices, "Leave me alone!"
She pushed through them and ran out into the hall. People from their own apartments looked at her and gapped.
Usagi's eyes filled up with tears and she shouted, "Just leave me alone!"
She took off down the hall racing past the cameras the video cameras and the reporters. She pushed gawking people out of her way and slammed into the door to the stairs swinging it open, only to hit the wall behind it.
She slipped on the first step and hit the wall next to her grasping the railing to keep herself from falling.
She leaped to each step flying down the stairs till she reached the last step and swung open the door. She ran out into the fresh air.
Instead of running to the car she ran across the parking lot. By the time she reached the stoplight the reports had run out, "hey there she goes!"
Usagi burst into tears and she turned and bolted across the street. She narrowly missed a speeding car and she stopped before another could hit her. She made it to the other side and splashed into a puddle. The light rain suddenly grew heavy and Usagi wrestled with robe she had worn to bed and it fell to the ground hit the puddle.
Usagi then heard them, behind her and she bolted racing down the sidewalk, running blindly through the rain. She stepped into puddles bumped into people but she continued on.
She turned a sharp corner and rammed into someone. She fell to the floor and hit her head on the ground. She groaned in pain and looked up through blurry eyes.
"Usagi?"
Usagi rubbed her eyes and found a hand stretched out towards her. She grasped it and was pulled to her feet. She looked at the person, who was kind enough to help her, "Makoto san?"
Makoto bent down so she could see Usagi's face, "Usagi, why are you crying? What's wrong?"
Makoto was dressed in a red halter top with straps that buttoned down the middle, the last two left undone. She also wore a skirt blue with a red waistband and a strip down the middle, and two bracelets on her right wrist. A jacket covered her bare shoulders.
Makoto shrugged off her jacket and draped it over Usagi's shoulders.
"Girl come on lets get you out of the rain."
Makoto pulled the hood over the blond's head and led Usagi to her apartment.
Usagi was seated down on a love seat in Makoto's apartment in the down town area of Tokyo city.
Usagi looked around as Makoto disappeared into the small kitchen. The living room was clean and bare. Only the couch a chair and a small TV filled the large room. No pictures of family or friends, nothing indicating of a wonderful life here.
The walls were white and the floor a plain off white. The couch and chair where green a sage green color.
Makoto entered the living room with a cup in her hands. She rounded the chair and sat down next to Usagi. She brushed off the coat and handed Usagi the hot cup filled with hot tea.
"Here this should warm you up."
Usagi numbly nodded her head and whispered, "thanks."
Makoto nodded and suddenly the room went silent. Usagi sipped carefully at the tea and she shut her eyes.
Makoto asked, "Why were you running?"
Usagi sighed and set the cup down to rest it on her cold legs.
Makoto stated "here lets get some clean clothes on you." She stood and helped Usagi up. She led her to the bathroom, "I'll be right back with some dry clothes ok."
Usagi nodded and the door shut behind her. The bathroom was clean cleaner than the one at her apartment. There was barely anything out. The floor was light pink and white tile, the walls barren and white.
The counter was marble with only a toothbrush, brush and toothpaste laid there.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and was pushed open. Makoto handed Usagi some clothes and left silently.
Usagi pulled her hair from her face. She opened a drawer finding all sort of rubber bands and scrunchies. She picked one and pulled her hair back from her face.
She then striped from her wet pjs and changed into the large male shirt and boxer shorts. Usagi then opened the door and peered out into the main room.
Makoto looked out at the same time from the kitchen. "Just make yourself comfy Usagi. Hot cocoa is almost done."
Usagi nodded and walked out into the living room. She then moved to the love chair and sat down. She pulled her knees to her chest and hugged herself. Lightning crashed and she jerked in her seat.
She breathed in deeply and buried her face in her lap and blocked out the storm outside the window.
Makoto walked out into the living room to find Usagi curled up into a ball. She set the cups down on the coffee table. She then moved to the window and shut the curtains. She looked out once longingly before she turned back around.
Makoto sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
Usagi's head shot up and she looked around. The sound of the storm was almost mute over the TV. She looked at Makoto, "Thanks Makoto."
Makoto nodded, "No problem. I understand you completely. My Okaasan was the same way."
Usagi nodded and turned her gaze to the cups. The attentively reached out and grasped the closest one. She brought it to her lips and blew across the top. Then she sipped it slowly.
Makoto looked down in the cup she held. "Why were you running? If you don't mind me asking that is."
Usagi replied, "The reporters bombarded our apartment. And took pictures. I should be on the front page tomorrow, or today. On front page in my pjs looking horrified to see them." She shut her eyes.
Makoto frowned, "Want me to give them a piece of my mind. You say the word and me the others, especially Haruka will brake down their door and..."
Usagi smiled at the image that had filled her mind. "No...No it's ok. I'm used to it. I've been in this business for a long time."
Makoto smirked, feeling great she had made her friend smile. But then it faded when she remembered the incident the other day.
"I am sorry Usagi kun, and the others as well. And I mean it with all my heart. The others and I never meant to hurt you. Never in my life would I have done that, had I known you would have thought we were using you."
Usagi opened her eyes and stared at Makoto. Makoto continued, "We just wanted to, well Minako likes to think she's the goddess of love. She wanted to play matchmaker. And she drug us all along for the ride."
Usagi raised an eyebrow waiting what else she had to say.
Makoto set her glass down on the coffee table. "If you don't forgive me, or the others, at least forgive Mamoru. He is innocent to the core. Minako threw him out on a platter, and gave him to you. Minako is still trying to get him to forgive her.
Usagi hugged herself again. "Why do you all want to be with me? Why do you care so much? I don't know anything about any of your lives, and yet you still all try so hard to stay near me. Is it because of who I am?"
Makoto sighed; she had known this would come up sooner or later. "Well, sort of, I mean, you're a great person, with a cool personality. Haruka says you love to drive and fell in love with your car. Literally I think it's those Kawaii bishonen. But mostly, its you because you are you, and nothing more or less."
"Not because I'm rich?"
Makoto chuckled, "well, I know a few of the girl, including myself would love to steal a few of your clothes, since they are magnificent work, but no not because you're rich. Minako is from London, and an actress. She's Sailor V."
Usagi nearly jumped out of her seat, "Sailor V. I love Sailor V. She's so strong, beautiful and graceful. Unlike me."
Usagi set her cup down with a clank. "Can I use your phone?" Makoto nodded, "Yea sure."
Usagi got to her feet and left to the kitchen. She sat down in a stool and picked up the phone. She dialed the number.
It rang three times before being picked up.
"Moshi moshi."
"Kevin."
"Hey Usagi, how's it there at the fort?"
"Not good. The reporters took it over and I fled. They got my in my pjs. I'm at Makoto's apartment. When are you coming..."
"Right now."
"Kevin."
"I'll be there in the next three hours."