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Sweet
Little Lies
Chapter
Four
By Devon Masterson
"Haruka?"
Michiru asked.
Haruka looked up from her sketches for ad.
"Yeah?"
"Let’s go do something," she replied as she put
down her cross-stitch that she had been working on for Hortaru. She had been working
on the same stitch for the last two hours and not getting anywhere. She needed
to a distraction something to make the moving on process easier. "I don’t
care. I just want to hang out with you. It’s been like months since we’ve
really done something together."
"Well I figured you were busy with the
orchestra," Haruka commented as she put down her pad.
"I’m doing anything now," Michi said as she
stood, "let’s go to the movies."
"Ok, let’s go," Haruka replied as she stood.
She ran her hands through her bangs.
"Great." The two friends went to the foyer and
put on their shoes and left. "I noticed that you let your hair grow out.
What made you not cut it?"
Haruka smiled, "I thought it was time for a
change." She looked in the side view mirror as her long hair blew in the
wind. It was longer than Michi’s now.
"A new girl I see," Michi noted as she looked
at her best friends eyes. "That
would explain all the changes. She’s trying to impress someone! I’m so happy
for you, Haruka. I’m glad you found someone too!"
"No actually, I’m just concentrating on work,"
Haruka commented. "There hasn’t been anybody since you."
"Really…I…"
"Don’t worry about it,
Michi," Haruka soothed as she saw her friend close to tears.”Right now
there isn’t a woman in my life that I’m interested in."
"You haven’t had sex in a year?"
"I wouldn’t go that far…"
Michi smiled, "Oh I see.
I guess old habits die hard."
"If you only
knew what I’ve been up to, Michi." "Something like that,"
Haruka commented aloud.
An hour later they were sitting in the movie theater,
watching the previews. "Would you look at them, they need to get a
room?" Haruka muttered disgusted, as she looked a couple kissing two rows
in front of them.
The couple broke apart and the guy stared at them evilly.
Michiru blushed in the darkness and the couple turned around looking at the
screen. "I’m going to get some popcorn and soda," Michiru whispered
as she started to get up.
"I’ll get it. The line is probably ridiculous now
and I’ve seen this movie before you haven’t," Haruka replied as she stood.
"I’ll be back."
Michi nodded as she sat back and watched the movie as it
started. She couldn’t believe how quickly he had moved on. It had only been a
month since they stopped seeing each other and here he was with some other
woman. She eyed the woman as she got up and left the theater probably for a
snack. Michi’s eyes widened as she realized that person she thought was a woman
was actually a man. “So he’s bi, I never
would have thought…but then it’s not like I can talk.”
“It’s been awhile, Ru-chan,” Malachite commented as he
sat down beside her.
“Apparently,” she remarked as she folded her arms. “But
then it’s not like we had anything important just casual sex.”
“I wouldn’t call it casual,” he replied. “I’m just not the
serious type. Plus Zoicite and I’ve been together for as long as I can
remember. Besides you’re here with someone else as well.”
“Haruka and I are friends.
You, however, are an asshole,” She commented as dignified as she possible
could. Part of her wanted to launch him into the atmosphere so he could land on
his stupid head. “And I hope he leaves you.” Michiru stood up and walked out of
the theater.
“Where are you going?” Haruka asked as she came up with
the popcorn and two sodas.
“Let’s go somewhere else,” she said as she started for
the door.
***
Zoicite stood and his arms around Malachite. “I’m not in
the mood,” he replied as he pushed him away. Ever since the night at the
theater he had been in some kind of funk and couldn’t shake it. Why should he
care what Michiru was doing and who she was with? She was just another chick
that gave him a good time as far as he was concerned. A good time for over a
year. Why did she have to be so damn charming and beautiful? His mind kept
wondering to the last time they were together before they had the fight. The
whole was act was phenomenal. Nothing seemed to satisfy him after that night neither
Zoicite nor his black book collection.
He couldn’t stop thinking of Michiru. He even dialed her
number a couple of times to hear her voice after he blocked the call of course.
“Damn her,” he thought. He fell in
love with her. Not what was he going to do. So many things had happened to permanently
screw them up. The whole thing just put him a bad mood.
“I thought you might want to relax,” Zoicite said softly.
He seemed to be losing control of everything. Things had changed between them
in the last year. Well he was the one who really changed, but he still couldn’t
stand up to Malachite.
“If I want to relax then I’ll let you know,” he snipped.
Zoicite sucked in his cheeks in anger. He was getting
tired of being the bitch all the time. Malachite was going to respect him.
“Bye, Malachite,” he replied as he picked up his jacket and left. He was too
angry to say what he wanted right now. He needed someone to talk to.
“Great,”
Malachite replied as he heard the door slam. He had alienated the only person
that tolerated him. He started to go after him when he sat back down. What was
he doing? Zoicite would come back the way he always did when he had tantrum of
sorts. He had gotten better about being snippy while he was with Michiru; in
fact he hadn’t done it in about a year. Even though he stayed out all night,
Zoicite came back and was quite eager to please. That was the way he was, eager
to please. Perhaps that was what made him boring and Michiru exciting. She took
chances and surprised him. She was not afraid to tell him what she thought and
match him. She was his equal and he had lost her.
Malachite walked over to a window and looked out he
wondered what Michi was doing.
In another part of town, Michiru looked out the window
and smiled as she watched bird sing in the tree by her window. She had just
awoken from her nap. It did wonders for her. She felt that she could approach things
from another prospective. She placed her elbows on the window sill and sighed
when she saw something that made her sit up. “That’s Malachite’s boyfriend…”
she whispered in shock as she watched him go to the garage in the back of the
house.
Michi rushed into the
bathroom to get a better look. There was something odd going on. She watched as
the two exchanged in conversation. Haruka moved to hug him. “They know each other. Why didn’t she
mention it in the theater?” she wondered when she suddenly remembered
something. Both of them left the
theater almost at the same time and when Haruka came back with the popcorn her
hair was no long in a braided ponytail. She had been so upset that she didn’t
notice at first. Haruka rarely dealt with men except to prove a point that she
was just as talented. Darien
was the only man she bothered to exchange conversation with and that was just
out of politeness. This romance explained a lot, the change in appearance and
the distance between them.
She was shaken out her reverie
when she heard shouting and saw Zoicite stalk off angrily. They probably fought
about her job promotion to the States. Michiru almost ran to her best friend’s
aid when she paused. Haruka was a very private person; she would come to her
when she was ready to tell her what happened. Just how long was she going to wait?
***
"What’s wrong?"
Malachite asked as Zoicite sat on the side of the bed. "I never seen you
so withdrawn even when we…"
"Do you love me?" Zoicite interrupted.
“He must still be
mad at me.” Malachite smirked, "You know how I feel about you."
"You haven’t told me in over a year that you loved
me," Zoicite replied. "You’re dodging the question. Do you love
me?"
"Yes," Malachite answered.
"Why?"
"Well you’re gorgeous and you’re always here for
me," he answered. "You know what I like."
"I see," Zoicite commented as he stood up. He
walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.
"Honey, come out," Malachite called through the
door. Zoicite didn’t answer as he knocked on the door. After several minutes,
he started knocking again. "You’re scaring me. What are you doing in
there?" he asked as he started to panic. He couldn’t afford to lose two
people. In response to his last comment, Zoicite stepped out of the bathroom
wearing a pair of jeans and white tank tee. "You cut your hair?"
"I thought it was time for a change," he
remarked as he sported his new short haircut. He ran his hands through it.
Malachite wrinkled his nose. "I like it better long.
It’ll grow back though."
"And I will cut it when it does," Zoicite
replied as he put his baseball cap on his head. "And just like my hair I’m
cutting you loose."
"What?" Malachite asked. "Look, whatever I
did I’m sorry."
"Be a man," Zoicite replied as he walked away.
"Besides I’m sure that whatever-her-name-is that you’ve been seeing will
love to have you all to herself."
Malachite’s mouth opened in shock and then he clamped it
shut. Zoicite was right. It was time to cut things loose, he loved Michiru "Well, Ru-chan, this was you’ve been
waiting for." The question would she take him back.
***
Michiru sat back in her seat as the plane heading for a
new life soared through the air. She had given her notice to the orchestra the
day before. She was glad that he was no where in sight. She had heard that he
had been called away on business. She would be long gone before he found out
she was gone, not that he’d care. He was in a safe relationship again. He and
Zoicite deserved each other.
“What are you thinking about?” Haruka asked softly as she
opened her eyes.
“Thinking about you and the baby,” she answered. “I had
never seen you so happy.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Haruka remarked as she
turned her head. “The baby and I will be fine without him.”
“I’ll make sure of that,” Michiru commented as she patted
her friend’s hand in assurance. “I don’t want you to lose your baby the way I
lost mine.”
“What?” she asked as she
turned around. “You were pregnant…when did this happen?”
“About 6 weeks ago,” she answered softly.
“Who…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t pry.”
“It’s ok, I’m ready to talk about it now,” she replied.
“Besides you kind of know him…well his partner.”
“What are you….Malachite?”
Michiru nodded. “It seems birds of a feather really do
flock together.”
“You mean snakes.”
“And yet we were foolish enough to love them anyway,”
Michiru commented. “It sounds kind of like a punch line.”
“Yeah it does. Ha ha ha….why does it hurt so much,
Michi?”
“I don’t know,” she replied as the plane veered left. “I
don’t know.”
***
“What do you mean she’s gone?” Malachite thundered as his
secretary relayed the message from the concert hall.
“She gave notice a week ago that she was leaving.”
“Did she say why?”
“She told them she was needed else where,” the secretary
replied.
“I need her here,” he said mostly to himself.
“I tried her house sir and the phone company says that
the number is no longer in service. Also the flowers you sent two days ago were
returned on the basis that there was no one at the residence.”
“What do you mean no one at the residence?”
“A neighbor said that the girls that lived there moved
out. To the States he thinks.”
Malachite sat back in his chair. “You can leave now,
Yohko.”
“Hai,” she replied as she bowed. She had never seen him
in such dire straits. The woman he was searching for must be the one.
“She left,” he
thought as he placed his face in his hands. He couldn’t have really lost her
forever. He tapped his desk trying to rack his brain. “Yohko, get me in touch
with Nichi Hiro.” If anyone could find her, Hiro could.
© 2001 Devon Masterson
You know the drill what mine
is mine and what’s Naoko Takeuchi’s is Naoko Takeuchi. I’m just a med student
with a need for distraction; p
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