@TWILIGHT@ A Monogatari by Hikari. E-mail: Rated: R Chapter 7: *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Wow! Look at this babe!" "Yeah! She's beautiful." "Isn't she that new model?" The three boys looked at each other in wonder, then, returned their eyes to the T.V. placed in front of a store window. Hanako, a brand new model, was being interviewed by Shimada Sasuke in his new show called Yuugure. How appropriate the name for the show was... a dim light of the early evening. A show, which no other word could do it justice, a single word that meant all it stood for: Twilight. "Hey Kaoru-kun!" One of the three boys yelled. "Look who's on Yuugure!" A boy with light brown hair turned towards the store's window. His dark green eyes probing into the T.V. screen, following the interview that Mr. Shimada held with a blond girl whose body made her look twenty-one, yet her face gave her the appearance of 12. "Who is she?" He asked, as he joined the group of admirers at the window. "You don't know?" "She's Hanako!!" A boy answered. "The new model of Magami Yuna." Kaoru looked at the boys in puzzled awareness. "She's Hanako?!" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Kaoru stirred. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "And now, may I present to you, your host for tonight... Hanako!" A slim blond-headed figure in a long pale pink satin dress walked towards the microphone at the center of the platform. Kaoru's eyes followed every sure, delicate step she took. She raised her head to speak, her dazzling light blue eyes shimmering in the ballrooms lights. "Proud students of Asia University: I am honored to have been chosen by your faculty as your host for tonight's special fundraising event. I hope that all of you will participate in the dance marathon. So without further ado... let the dancing begin!" Swiftly walking through the masses of people, Kaoru made his way towards the girl who had clouded his days for months. His platonic love. His dream. His golden angel. Then, at her feet, he bowed before her in the most gracious way he could. Raising his eyes to her momentarily, showing her a brilliant smile of approval. "Good evening Miss. Hanako. It is truly an honor to be within your presence." She took a step back, astonished at his formality and eloquence. "Please sir. There is no need to call me 'Miss.' my name is simply 'Hanako.'" Standing proud now, he gave her a friendly smile. "It's a pleasure. My name is Sagai Kaoru-san. But please, just call me Kaoru." Hanako's smile broadened and she bowed her head in acknowledgement. "Since you have given me such trust as to heighten me to the honor of your friendship Kaoru-san, let me introduce myself again." She bowed before him, "Konbanwa Kaoru-san. My name is Tsukino Usagi-san. It is now, truly, a pleasure." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Kaoru stirred. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hanako moaned her pleasures as Kaoru took her to the heights of sensation. He was bringing them to that pinnacle point in which both of them would reach ecstasy. Soon they would have release. "Hanako..." He groaned as he felt her clamp down on him. "HANAKO!!" She couldn't take it anymore. The sensation was so blinding. "MAMO-CHAN!!" She screamed in the throws of bliss. Kaoru stood at the door of the bedroom. Mamoru and Usagi were having sex in front of him!! He could hear their screams of pleasure. He was sure they could see him standing at the door, yet... THEY DIDN'T CARE!! Usagi's soft pants were audible. Then, Kaoru heard her say it. What he dreaded the most to hear. "Mamo-chan, I love you." */^.^\* end of flashback-dream */^.^\* Kaoru awoke with a start. He passed his hand through his forehead. He was sweating. He looked around the room. It was different from the one he usually slept in. Then, it all came back to him: he was in Mako-chan's apartment. Kaoru got out of bed, creping slowly into the room next door. Closing the door behind him, he gazed at the sleeping figure wrapped up in purple sheets. The contrast her light cinnamon skin played in the moonlight when compared with the bed was quite appealing. She looked like a goddess. Makoto stirred as one hard rose to rub a sleepy eye. "Kao-chan? Is that you?" He slowly sat at the edge of her bed, taking indecent glances at the figure the sheet's contours revealed. "Yes Mako-chan. It's me." 'Something's wrong.' Makoto thought. 'I've never seen him with that look on his face before.' But she shook her thought off in absurdity. 'Maybe I'm just tiered.' She repositioned herself to a sitting position and gave Kaoru a polite smile. "What brings you here in the middle of the night Kao-chan?" Then, without knowing how or why, he swiftly covered the space between them and kissed her lips with full force. His arms where wrapping themselves around her waist, bringing her closer to his. His hands, insolently wondering about the curves of her body. Makoto stayed still, her body frozen in shock. 'Is he really...?' Soon, her body melted and her hands entwined themselves in his hair. Their tongues mingled together as she opened her mouth to his request. 'Oh, can this be true?' But then, like a slap in the face, she felt his hand make its way underneath her silk night-shorts. Enraged, she gathered up all of her strength and pushed him away. "I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!" She screamed as tears threatened to fall. "IS THIS WHY YOU CAME HERE? SO THAT I COULD SATISFY YOUR *NEEDS*?!" She stood up and ran to the door swinging it open. "get out!" Kaoru looked up from the floor. He had not moved since he had fallen. "I..." He was trying to search for something to say. He didn't understand what had happened in the last few minutes except that he had felt true happiness, and that it had somehow come from her. "I... let me explain Mako-chan." Makoto just lowered her tear-streaked face to the ground. "Please Kaoru-san, just get out." He winced at being called 'Kaoru-san' by her. "Mako-chan, I-" "It's Makoto-san, Kaoru-san. Now, GET OUT!!" Kaoru stood up and looked at her with the most proud look a man could have. As if he was not sorry for the way he had kissed her or touched her just moments ago. It was a look Makoto could not decipher. As he left, Makoto quietly shut the door behind him. Her tears had returned and now, with full force. 'He was just using me! He merely came to me so that I could help him forget about Hanako.' She hugged herself in anger. 'But he will never forget her... he will always love her.' To be continued...