Rabbits and Roses
By: Prophetess Of Hearts
Chapter Two
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Standard
A.N: please people! I've NEVER read west side story in my life, and I haven't seen the movie, or play. If you don't believe it's very origonal, then you don't have to read it.I'm making it up as I go along so please no negitive remarks. You know the saying "if you can't say anything nice; don't say anything at all"? Stick to it please.

~~~{~~~~@ July 25th @~~~~}~~~

^_^ Mamoru’s PoV ^_^

I had gone a total of a day without thinking of the girl that drove me up the wall, without seeing her angelic face upon the night sky, or in the spaces between the words in my books as I looked at the page only half concentrating upon it.
Yet that day past and I could swear that I saw rabbits everywhere now. So what do I do, I try and stay away from any stores so as to save myself the pains. it doesn't work because as I walked down the streets lined with houses I turn a corner and there she is right in my face as i bump into her. My beauty, my rabbit, my princess.
Yeah, I know I shouldn't be thinking of her as mine or even at all but as I see her I can't help but want her to be my very own. okay, so I'm making it sound as if she is a possesion yet no one has ever been known to tame a rabbit, frightened or not.
She had been knocked down upon the ground and I try not to laugh at her. Why? because she had been nibbling upon a carrot. A very orange carrot. I notice the way her lips curve around it, her white teeth bite down upon it, yet not before ther tongue slowly circles it.
Thoughts start rushing into my mind, very gutterminded thoughts like 'I wish she would do that to me' or 'god, if i die can i be reborn as a carrot so this lovely rabbit will nibble upon me and take me into her as i so desire'. Okay, so the day without seeing her did me no good. But what I need right now is a shower. And so, i dash away before she even got to her feet.
I reached home in record time, early 3 minutes. I lay dazzed for a minte or so with my back against the wall before entering my apartment where I throw the keys upon the counter and kick the door shut behind me, yet not locking it as I do. I run into the bathroom and turn on the shower, cold water handle now turned on, not even bothering with the warm. I jump in still in my clothes, and bathroom door open. I try to wash my desire, my need for her away down the dain. Yet even what the cold water does to my skin, to parts of my body so nothing to banish the lust I feel for her.
So drowned in my thoughts I am I don't even realize the sound of the front door opening.


^_^ Usagi's PoV ^_^

I was on my way home from a very unseccessful day at school once more. Having fallen asleep in math only to dream of the raven haired, midnight eyed knight who even as i hit him with my test paper refused to push away from my mind. No matter what words he had said to me, no matter the promisses I had vowed to keep to myself, he was constantly in my mind.
I'm not even looking where I am going, though it may appear so to another. My eyes are glazed as I walk the streets to my families home. Thoughts of his muscular body his features run though my mind as i long to touch him. That is until i hit something somewhat similar to a wall. I wall to the ground, yet have time enough to look at the thing, no person I ran into.
I had gotten my wish to touch him. Yet as I sat there dazed on the ground I saw him run away. this in itself peaked my curiousities. and so, all thoughts of school banished from my mind once more I take off after him. Wondering where this boy, no man will lead me to.
I arrive before a building now, it's bricks are a dull grey, and there is a plaque that reads 'Though you may feel small in life, your life itself is not small at all'. A weird thing for a plaque to say, but I shrug it off and enter in time to see the elevator reach the floor that it's occupant, or my prey should i say is going to.
I mindlessly go to the eleveator and press the button neatly inscribed with a button meaning up. I enter the mirrored elevator as it reaches my waiting spot.
As my finger hovers upon the number I had seen it reach, i press it down without even fully debating and watch as the doors close, sealing me in, as if telling me that there is no where to run now. that I cannot turn back. I accept this fact as i figit with my bandana. This one is a silver color, yet still has the white bunny with blue outline upon it. And as I stare mindlessly at my reflection i the mirror i ask the girl in it who is dressed in blue shorts with little bunnies upon it and a tube top that is a shiney navy blue with a bunny that is nessled right about my breasts "What do you think you can accomplish by this?" Although I know the mirror image of myself will not answer me in return instead I get a chime that tells me of my arrival on the floor.
I step out on the floor in time to see the very end of him enter a room behidn one of the doors and kick it shut behind him. I aproch the door with curiousity and run my fingers over the gold plated letters and numbers that lay upon it. It reads '12D'.
I gasp slightly as my fingers touch it and bite my lower lip. I need to know what and who he is. This guy that seems to have stolen all my self control. I try the door after a few seconds of hesatating and find it open. He is far too trusting.
I push open the door and let myself in, hearing the sound of water, yet sensing it's coldness from the faint bit of air that comes from the bathroom. I go there without thinking.
There he stands in the shower, clothes plastered upon him as he lets the water run over him, his aroused state clearly visable even though i know the water is cold. His eyes are closed letting his dark eyelashes show more clearly. I smile at this.
I didn't really know what to do about this, I think of running only now. he turns his head and sees me, shock clearly etched upon his features. He only then realizes his state. So within the second I snached a towel from the selves upon which they all layed and throw it to him, I blush a light tinge of red before retreating. Or trying to.
I reached the door, only to find his arm pushing it to make sure it stayed closed. His eyes are wandering me now as I thik of a million ways to escape, yet my body not willing to let me do any of them. I am the perverbial deer trapped in the headlights.
I close my eyes and pray that my end shall be quick and painless for surely I shall die of embaressment, or by his very own hands of which I ache could hold mine or trail upon my body.


(A.N: you all may hate me for ending it here for this chapter but i can't resist the erge after all the good stories that i have seen paused at a very good spot. Please forgive me.)