On Thu, 18 Nov 1999, Cass Chia wrote:
THE HAPLESS URANUS IN LOVE
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A quick note. You have some serious line break problems in this story.
<When after years of loneliness, you finally discover true friendship and
comraderie, when you find someone who understands you and still wants to be
your friend, you realise that perhaps Kami-sama isn't biased against you
after all. Life is pretty good. When you realise that you are in love with
the above-mentioned friend, life is absolutely wonderful! Of course, there
might be a slight off chance that the friend doesn't feel the same romantic
pull towards you.>
I'm inclined to think that by the end of Stars, if they don't know for
sure how each other feel, they must be blind and deaf, so you might
contemplate setting this a bit earlier when there is room for doubt.
She finally noticed Haruka standing in the middle of the mess, looking like
a four-year-old guilty of breaking a vase. Right now, she could either
strangle the blond or cry at the mess. And she preferred the former - it
won't mess up her make-up. "What the HELL happened here?!" questioned
Michiru harshly.
Been here, done this...:)
Haruka quickly placed the medium rare venison steaks on the table, next to
the lasgasne with many layers of cheese, <absolutely sinful> in her opinion.
The salad was in the refrigerator, along with a bottle of champagne and
two freshly baked blueberry pies were in the oven. After the disaster
yesterday, Haruka knew better than to attempt cooking anything more than
instant noodles. Yes, she has wizened up and ordered takeout.
I want to know the place where you can get takeout like this.
And if it delivers to Lawrence :)
Michiru looked down at the swirling depths of her cafe latte. "A storm is
brewing in the sea. There's a disturbance nearby, the park I think. Come
on, Sailor Moon might need us," interrupted the aquamarine haired beauty.
She hurriedly walked out of the cafe.
Bwhahahahahaha! :)
"Oh." The grin was gone and wasn't scheduled to make a re-appearance
anytime soon. <That means that we didn't... But I thought... A dream?>
Haruka walked stiffly back to her room and sat down on her bed. <A dream?
I dreamed it all? Nooooooooo!!!>
Doh :)
Back in the kitchen, Michiru stifled her urge to laugh. A girl was
entitled to some payback. After all, she had suffered two whole years of
lusting after the blond racer and watching her flirt with other girls.
Yeah, she would test Haruka's patience for another week.
Evil woman.
Or maybe longer.
She looked at the closed door to Haruka's bedroom and giggled.
That was a fun little tale.
John Biles
Emperor of all He Surveys
http://www.tass.org/~rhea/falcon.html
"He who breaks a thing to find out what it is, has left the path of
wisdom."
-Gandalf