“That’s one of them,” the blonde yelled into her friend’s ear, trying to compete with the sounds of the loud music pumping through the club.
“Are you sure?” the raven-haired girl asked. She appeared disinterested as she adjusted the strap of her red shirt before smoothing an imaginary wrinkle out of her black skirt.
“I would bet our Queen’s life on it,” another blonde answered with a malicious smile on her face. She was dressed in a short, loose fitting pink dress. Her hair was left to cascade down her back, pulled away from her face in a simple low ponytail.
“If you’re sure, then we should get him,” the first blonde replied. “This one is yummy; I’m going to enjoy him.”
“It’s not your turn, V-chan,” the raven haired-girl responded firmly.
“Oh, but, Rei,” the blonde said wrapping her arms around the other girls neck and embracing her. “I never get to play.”
“You know the Princess gets first pick, V-chan,” Rei replied, unwrapping herself from the other girl’s grasp.
“Usagi….” the blonde whined.
“He’s all yours, Mina-P. I’m holding out for their Prince to show himself. He’s a wily one.”
“I won’t fail you, my Princess,” Mina replied, giving the other blonde’s hair a light tug before disappearing into the crowd.
He stood leaning against the bar with a drink in hand waiting for his friend to meet him. It had not been his idea to hang out at a club this weekend, but somehow he allowed himself to be talked into it. Now on his third drink, he checked his watch for the hundredth time, ready to abandon this “guy’s night out”.
As he continued to scan the room he felt like he was on guard watching for something bigger to occur. This wasn’t the first time that he had this feeling, but for some reason it felt amplified as if something big was going to happen. His face was set in a stony expression which helped to keep many of his would-be admirers at bay. Some girls would still attempt to talk to him, while the bold ones would try to dance with him right where he stood. This was hardly the type of place that he wanted to meet a girl who was looking for nothing more than a one night stand.
With a sigh he attempted to signal the bartender for another drink with no luck. As he turned back to face the crowd he found himself face to face with a breathtakingly beautiful blonde. Her hair was a bright golden color; half was piled up on her head while the remainder of her hair trailed down her back. Glitter and sweat glistened on her exposed skin giving her an ethereal glow and making tendrils of her hair cling against her seductively. A silky gold sequined halter top covered her chest while leaving her midriff exposed. Her legs were clad in fitted black leather pants and her feet where encased in a pair of sharp black heels.
“Care to buy a girl a drink, Love?” she whispered seductively in his ear, resting her body against his and running her fingers through his silver hair. His eyes met hers and he was mesmerized by the endless depths. She smelled of something sweet and he suddenly had the urge to kiss her to see if she tasted the same.
Her hand fell from his hair to land on his shoulder and proceeded to run the length of his arm. She smiled in amusement as he seemed momentarily spellbound, unable to react to her touch. Carefully she tugged on his white sweater, smoothing out the material against his chest. “Well?” she drawled seductively.
He looked back to the bartender and signaled for two drinks, this time successfully grabbing the bartender’s attention who returned with two tall shots in hand. With a smile the blonde reached around him for the first glass and poured the fluid in her mouth, swallowing in one swift gulp. She put her empty glass back on the bar and picked up the other drink bringing it to his lips and holding it while he drank the contents. Her body pressed against his again as she put the glass on the counter. With her other hand she sought out his own and then proceeded to pull him onto the dance floor.
A strange feeling overtook him and his mind fought to stop his body from following this eccentric girl. The mixture of the bright flashing lights and the pounding music left him feeling disoriented and he hazily speculated if maybe he had too much to drink. It had to be more than that though. His body was acting of its own accord and he feared that if she ordered him to stand in front of a speeding train he would have no choice but to oblige her. She found a spot to her liking on the dance floor and pressed her body against his, dancing to the beat of the music. He moved with her, their bodies fitting together seamlessly. Her movements were alluring and he craved her touch more and more as the seconds passed by.
She pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply, pleased with herself as his green eyes appeared to cloud over. This first victory was hers, although she felt disappointed that he had put up no fight. She could feel the power radiating off of this man but why didn’t he fight back? Does he not realize who he is to his Prince? Regardless, she would enjoy the events to come.
The music continued to blare loudly and he could feel his heart beating in time to the sound. As he looked around he realized that she had somehow moved him to the back of the club. It was almost as if she were whispering commands that overrode his mind’s ability to do anything else but obey and he found himself not wanting to resist any further. With another kiss she pushed him against the wall and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. His arms automatically moved to envelop her, one holding the back of her neck and the other grabbing her backside. She purred into the kiss and he only hungered for her more with each passing second. Her hand subtly moved to settle on the center of his chest and he could feel a warmth emanating from her touch. Suddenly his chest felt constricted and his breath caught in his throat.
“You can’t have him, my little Princess,” a tall man with black hair whispered into the blonde’s ear, moving to wrap his arms around her from behind. One arm wrapped loosely around her neck while the other held her arms against her side. They stood alone on a raised platform off to the side of the room. Here the lights were less blinding and it offered a better view of the room and its occupants.
“Endy….” the blonde purred, lightly swaying her body to the music.
“That’s not my name anymore, Usa,” he replied sveltely. “Why must you continue to call me that?”
“Why do you call me your little Princess? Is it not all part of our game?” she replied with disinterest.
“Where are your other hellions?”
“Around.” She stopped dancing and turned her head up to face him. “Would you like me to summon them?”
“I want you to call back the one trying to seduce my friend.”
She crinkled her nose and looked back out over the crowd. “What’s he to you Endy?”
“You can play coy all you wish but we both know that he is my protector.”
“And in a moment he will be V-chan’s protector,” the blonde giggled leaning back against him.
The man growled in her ear and produced a blade that he had kept concealed within his sleeve, pressing it to her throat. “In another moment you will be dead.” He could feel her tense within his arms.
“You’re not playing nice tonight, Mamoru.” All humor seemed to disappear from her voice as she enunciated each syllable.
“You’re not playing fair sending that vixen to seduce him. Tell her to let him go and I will let you go - an even exchange. I trust that you will hold true to your word.”
“Why won’t you join me?” she drawled.
“Call her off now.” He held her tighter, allowing the tip of the blade to indent her skin. It was not his intention to draw blood, but he was getting desperate.
‘That’s enough, V-chan,’ Usagi relayed telepathically to her friend.
‘But you promised me I could have this one,’ came the reply.
‘This is an order!’ A hiss from the blonde was her only response.
“It’s done,” her voice took on its bored tone again.
“I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me, Princess.” He watched as the other blonde stepped away from the light haired man, annoyance marring her beautiful features. The blonde in his own arms relaxed and he knew that this round belonged to him. “’Til we meet again.” His lips brushed her ear softly while carefully laying a red rose to rest in her hand. He stepped back and disappeared into the throng of people.
Usagi looked at the rose in her hand and clenched her fist tightly against the stem, angry that she had not succeeded tonight.
Mina removed her hand from the man’s chest and he gasped for air. His green eyes met her blue ones and she smiled, kissing him once more.
“What did you do to me?” he asked. She laughed and pulled away from him. He reached out and grabbed her arm pulling her back to him. “Who are you?”
“My friends call me V,” she smiled mysteriously.
“I’m Kai.”
“I know who you really are. Until next time, Love.” With one last smile she backed away and disappeared into the crowd, leaving him to wonder if he had been dreaming. The only evidence that she had actually been there was the dull ache that remained in his chest. A hand clamped down his shoulder and he tensed.
“Kai, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”
“Mamoru, you startled me.”
“Are you feeling alright? You look a little pale.”
“I’m not sure. The strangest girl just approached me.”
“Is she coming back?”
“Not tonight.”
“Do you have a date with her?” Mamoru asked, almost sounding concerned.
“No, but I get the feeling that I will be seeing her again shortly.”
“Why don’t we get out of here and grab some coffee instead.”
Kai’s eyes continued to scan the room. The feeling of being on guard was present again now that Mamoru was standing next to him and he couldn’t help but to feel a sensation that something was still amiss. His encounter with the girl left him feeling somewhat disoriented and he was shocked to realize that a half hour had passed since she first approached him. It felt like only a few minutes had passed yet he was sure that somehow he lost quite a bit of time.
“Kai?” Mamoru asked meeting his friend’s eyes.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
Both men headed out of the club, leaving behind the flashing lights and the reverberating sounds. A small group of girls appeared on the roof of the building and watched the two men walking down the street without looking back.
“Well, that was a waste,” Rei muttered, the wind blowing her hair gently. “I can’t believe you let him get away, V-chan.”
“It wasn’t my fault. Usagi wouldn’t let me finish with him,” she replied with a pout.
“Not now, V-chan,” Usagi muttered.
“You promised me that he was mine.”
“I said not now!” she yelled at the blonde. “His Prince was here tonight. It seems that they have already found each other. We need to work fast before he can find the others.”
“What will we tell our Queen?” Rei asked.
“Don’t worry about her, I will deal with that. We need to stop them from realizing who they really are.”
“This one is still mine,” Mina hissed. “I don’t care if his Prince is standing by his side, I will have him.” She lifted herself up into the air and disappeared.
“Why didn’t you tell us that he was here tonight Usagi? We could have taken him.”
“Tonight he was being playful, I didn’t want to attack.”
“I hope that you aren’t distracted by your past revelations.”
Usagi laughed at Rei’s comment and grabbed her hand. “Let’s go, Rei. We have much to do now that he knows of our intentions.” Both girls disappeared from the roof leaving a black rose petal to drift onto the ground, the only indication that they had been there.
