Utena, Revolutionary Girl Fan Fiction ❯ The Confession ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter X: Ended

Miki Kaoru was sitting in the Italian restaurant sipping a glass of water. It was 6:21 pm and his guest still had not arrived yet. Miki kept turning his head towards the entrance and finally let out a sigh. "I hope she hasn't forgotten our dinner date," he whispered.

`I wonder what's keeping her'. He stared at his watch and straightened his posture in the chair. `I'll wait a bit longer then perhaps give her a call on my cellular.'

About 3 minutes later a tall young woman with long silky tangerine hair approached the blue haired pianist's table. She was dressed in the finest black silk spaghetti strap dress and matching designer heels. She was the perfect rendition of a supermodel, from her beauty to her graceful walk.

Miki was taken back and a bit speechless at the former fencer. But he stood up and gestured for her to take a seat.

"Juri-san, I am happy you finally arrived I was beginning to worry."

Juri seated herself in the chair across from her blue-haired companion ever so elegantly; legs crossed and perfect posture.

"I am so sorry Miki-kun; I had an urgent phone call to make, my sincere apologies for being late," she bowed her head slightly.

"Oh, it is alright Juri-san I am just glad you showed up." Miki flashed a smile at her.

"Did you order dinner yet?" Juri asked looking through the menu.

"No I haven't, I was waiting upon your arrival." Juri smiled at the blue-haired young man with soft hazel eyes.

"You look good Miki, more mature if I may say so myself, since the last time we got together." Miki blushed and looked sheepishly at the menu subsequently.

"As do you Juri-san, if I may add. I love your new hairstyle and the dress is very becoming of you." Juri tossed aside her now long straight tangerine locks and blushed. Miki smiled at Juri with a hint of being slightly surprised. Juri rarely blushed she always came off as being composed and serious.

A tall ebony-haired older gentleman approached their table.

"Good evening, I am Mario, your waiter for the evening. Are you two ready to order?"

Miki handed the waiter his menu first. "Yes, I will have the fettuccini special and a glass of white wine." The waiter bowed and wrote down his order.

"And what will you are having this evening madam?"

"A chicken ceasar salad and a glass of chardonnay please," the former fencer handed over her menu.

"Of course, your order will be done shortly." The waiter walked off.

"I can't believe it has been nearly three years since we've seen each other Juri-san."

"Yes, it has been a long time, but I am somewhat happy to be back." The orange-haired woman gazed at some incoming patrons standing at the reservation desk.

Miki inverted a curious glare at her. "Why only somewhat happy to be back?"

"Nothing……never mind what I said." Juri pretended to look through her small black purse for something, and then began glossing her pert lips with wine red lipstick.

"So how's life with Shiori-san?" Miki asked after taking a sip of water.

Juri's facial expression grew grave and quiet. She looked into Miki's aqua-eyes and his eyebrows furrowed together with concern.

"Are you alright sempia? Did I say something wrong?" Miki was getting nervous. Juri looked a bit upset.

She looked away from him. "There isn't a life with Shiori anymore." Her voiced sounding despaired.

"Why? I thought you two were happy together." The pianist inclined closer to the table.

"We were for a few years, but things fell apart and feeling got hurts." Juri took a deep breath and continued talking.

"After I decided to become a full time model and Shiori accepted partnership with the law firm she was working for things started to go downhill for us. I mean I was always traveling. Sometime I would gone for 2-3 months doing photo shoots and run way shows……..Juri voiced trailed off and she looked down at the pale ring band on her now un-accessorized left hand breaking eye contact with Miki……..we never had time for each other.

Miki shook his head. "Is that why you guys are divorcing? I-I- I don't see how…….,"

Juri interjected and put her long slender hand on his. "Miki-kun, Shiori cheated on me that's why we are ending our relationship. I………" Juri sighed, "I can't trust her anymore. I can't keep forgiving her. I have to draw a line somewhere you know."

Miki leaned back in his chair in awe. He knew how much Juri loved her. How could Shiori ruin their relationship like that?

Miki just stared at Juri's depressed expression before asking. "What happened? I mean how did you find out about the infidelity?"

Juri brought her glassy hazel eyes to meet with his aqua eyes.

"It happened about 8 months ago. I was in the Bahamas doing a magazine swimsuit shoot when I got a phone call from Shiori. She was supposed to come down and watch my photo shoot but instead she decided to take on another case instead. I mean I knew she loved being a lawyer, but we had planned for her to come out and she chose her `clients' over me once again."

"We got in an argument about it over the telephone and we said some unpleasant things to one another. I mean it was not like she had to take the case, she could have very well given it to one of her co-workers. Anyway, we were angry at each and I didn't call her for almost a week."

Miki leaned in closer to Juri for an earful.

"Well, I told my agent about the incident and he had arranged for me to take a few days off from the photo shoot, so I could patch things up with Shiori. I decided to surprise her, so I took a long flight from the Bahamas to Tokyo the next day."

Juri voice started to quiver more as she told the story. "When I arrived in Tokyo, I called Shiori's law firm to make sure she wasn't in her office and she wasn't. I took a cab to our penthouse home."

Juri started rubbing her eyebrows nervously.

"When I arrived home that's when I saw it." Juri looked up at the restaurant ceiling shaking her head at the memories.

"What did you see Juri-san? Please continue it will make you feel better if you talk about it." Miki gave a reassuring smile and Juri nodded.

"Shiori…….. was stark naked…….fucking our personal trainer `Ken' on our leather sofa. I- I……," Juri shook her head and clinched her fist.

"My heart stopped completely at that moment and I think I even passed out right then and there. The next thing I knew Shiori was hovered over me in our bed crying and apologizing. And that's when I slapped the hell out of her."

"I am so sorry Juri-san that you had to go through that. It must have been hard on you." Miki closed his eyes and shook his head.

"It's okay, I mean I am somewhat over it now, really," Juri smiled, "thanks Miki-kun for listening."

"So what about you Miki, got a special `someone' in your life?" Miki flushed a deep red.

"Well not really, I haven't dated in over a year." Miki stuttered and looked at his rolex watch. Juri smiled at how boyish Miki looked when he was nervous or embarrassed.

"You know I have a friend who is a plastic surgeon to all the stars……." Miki looked at Juri puzzling. "And no I haven't had any plastic surgery done, `like I need it'….…but anyway she would be perfect for you Miki-kun."

"I don't know Juri….I mean it's rather nice of you but….." Juri interrupted.

"Maybe you are still pursuing a certain `shining thing' from your past?" Juri leaned closer to meet clear blue eyes.

"I am afraid I don't understand what you mean sempia," Miki said nervously, but he had a feeling where this was going.

"Don't try and play dumb Miki, you know `who' I am talking about." Juri leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. "You still have feelings for the former `dueling prize possession'.

Miki's eyes widen in amazement. "How do you know of her still existence?"

"That's irrelevant, besides, why didn't you tell me you where still involve with Tenjou and Himemiya after all this time?" Juri questioned.

"Well, they like to keep a low profile, away from former Ohtori students. And for the record, I am not looking for my `shining thing' anymore. Anthy is married to Utena so we just all decided to be friends." Miki spat out kind of abruptly and his voiced rose a bit.

Juri arched her eyebrows. "Okay, okay calmed down Miki-kun. I didn't mean anything about it. I was just curious about your relationship with those two."

"Oh, sorry for getting harsh Juri-san, I've been friends with them for the past two years. I never told you because…..well…..you know….uhmm," Miki started to stammer.

Juri put her hands over his. "I know why you didn't tell, so no need to explain yourself any further."

The waiter approached there table with the entrees. "Your salad madam and your fettuccini sir." He placed the plates on the table. Juri and Miki both bowed at the waiter.

While quietly eating their food; Miki broke the silence. "So about your doctor friend, you mentioned earlier. What's her name?"

Juri smiled. "Her name is Dr. Ami Mizuna. You guys would make the perfect couple."

Miki blushed.

****Downtown Convention Center****

Saionji drives into the convention center parking lot and parks his leaf green Honda 1100 ACE Motorcycle in the parking space. Saionji takes his black helmet off and places it on the bike. His violet eyes glance at the two story pasty white building and he takes a deep breath.

"Here goes nothing," Saionji mutters, then turns and opens a dark brown leather sack on his motorcycle. He removes a book he bought just moments earlier from a local book store.

The green haired man glides his finger across the title of the book cover. "Miracles, huh," he flashes a smirk and shakes his head.

"It will probably take a miracle for this seduction to work. Damn why I did I even agree to help that bastard Touga." Saionji curses as he began walking into the building.

****TBC****

Chapter XI: Confrontation

(Anthy and Saionji finally met WOOT)