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Drip Drip Drop Little April Showers

Who: Usagi Tsukino and OPEN
Where: All over Vista
What: It's a rainy week and Usagi is missing home
When: All week
Warnings: None I can think of

A: Drip Drip Drop Little April Showers

It was raining. It was a surprise shower and the clouds looked like they would be there all week. But surprise or not, it was April, so Usagi always carried her umbrella on her during the month. She let out a sigh as she was walking home, her umbrella over her head. It was a brand new umbrella and it was covered in little rabbits and cats. It was so adorable how could she not purchase it? Besides, it allowed her to have more than one person under it too.

Which seemed to be a good thing, at the moment. As she walking back to her newer home, she saw someone under an awning, clearly stuck and without their own umbrella. She checked her watch. Well, she still had time before anyone else would be home. She headed over to them and offered a smile.

"If you need, I don't mind walking you to the bus stop or to get a cab or something?" She'd even walk them home if they really needed.

B: What Can Compare With Your Beautiful Sound?

Maybe this was a bad idea.

Usagi frowned as she flipped through the song-requests book. It was karaoke night at Brad's Diner and she had come to support the new idea but she had absolutely no confidence in singing. She also had absolutely no idea what half these songs were.

"Uuuugh there's so maaaany," she sighed as she kept glancing. "And half of these are duets," she mumbled. "At this rate I'm not going to be singing until it's over."

C: Drip Drip Drop When the Sky is Cloudy

Why? Why did this ALWAYS happen to her? She groaned and her shoulders visibly slumped forward as she held the umbrella over her head. She knew this was the address, she had the flowers to deliver in her arms, but the security guard was staunchly blocking her path.

"Oh come ooooon," she groaned, showing him the invoice. "It says right here, that I have a delivery for the band from the building manager! I just need to get in, drop it off, and then I'll be on my way!" she whined, growing more frustrated as this was now the third time she showed him the paper work and he had "called to the building manager" to see if they were actually going to let her in.

"I could have been gone by now! I'm not even staying to watch the band I just need to deliver these bouquets!" she stomped her foot, trying to leave before the band even arrived. "Don't you have anything better to do than stop me from delivering bought and paid for flowers!"

D: Your Pretty Music Can Brighten the Day

"EEEEEE!" the sun had made an appearance, finally! She loved rain, certainly, but she was like a sunflower, drawn to the light. Usagi was practically glowing as she spread out her arms and just spun around, letting all the warmth touch her skin as she walked through the park.

"Aaaah," she took a deep breath. The sun was warm but the grass and pavement was wet, the air still heavy but a rainbow bright in the sky. Her eyes were closed in content.

Which was perhaps her mistake as she took another slight spin... and her hand promptly smacked someone.

Her eyes snapped open.

"AAAAAH ARE YOU OKAY!?!" Goodbye good mood, hello panic.

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"Oh. Its you."

They just keep running onto each other, don't they? Garnet blinks as she walks to the door, looking at the security guard.

"Hey, don't you know who this is? This is Serena, the best flower delivery specialist in all of Vista City." Hands on her hips. "You should let her do her job."

Usagi turns to look at Garnet, and smiles when she sees her, only to blush like mad at the compliment.

The body guard gazed at her and lifted a brow, but since Garnet was supposedly a gang leader, he didn't want to start any real trouble with her, besides, he doubted Usagi would too considering.

"It's against the rules, but if you're fine with it..." He was only supposed to stop the fans and the crazies, not the band, and certainly not a gang leader.

"EEEEEE THANK YOU!" Usagi hugged onto Garnet, about ready to cry from joy.

"Of course." Awk...ward pat. "I wouldn't want you to not be able to do your job, right, Serena?"

It probably helped that Garnet was practically the It Girl of Pride. On top of the possible gang leader thing.

Usagi pulled away and the body guard stepped to the side, opening the door for the two of them and Usagi finagled her umbrella and the flowers so that she could close the umbrella as she entered. She removed her hood and shook her hair free.

"Thank you so much for that," she sighed as the door closed behind them.

"Ah, don't suppose you could show me the dressing room too? I just need to drop these off."

"Sure." Garnet motioned. "This way. So, who are you delivering to?"

People instantly moved when Garnet entered the corridor. As if out of respect, to give such a personage the wide berth she so rightly deserved. A few people looked at Usagi like she was mad - she really was going to be that close to Garnet? Was she worthy of it?

"Oh ah! Three of the bouquets are for you, three are for the band in general, and then one for Sabo and Terrance individually." She adjusted them in her arm. It wasn't that she didn't notice the stares and the whispers, Usagi was always perceptive of people like that, but it was more that she didn't get it. She wasn't affected by Garnet's growing "fame."

"Do you all have one dressing room or different ones?"

"Oh, we have our own. Here's mine."

Pointing to the VIP room, with her name adorned with a brass plaque on a well-appointed door.

"Here's theirs."

The converted storage closet across the way, with a piece of printer paper taped on it with their names written on it (Sabo's written as 'Saboo', then crossed out and rewritten as 'sabu'). There's a ketchup stain on the corner.

"That is really thoughtful of whoever sent the flowers."

Usagi glanced between the two and pressed her lips together. She hadn't thought Garnet was the sort to be okay with this, all things considered. She glanced over to her.

"Oh ah, it's from the building manager, I- uh- guess we'll put Sabo and Terrance's in... their room and... the rest in yours?" she felt a bit uncomfortable by this, unaware that it was because of Garnet's growing "fame."

"If that's okay?"

"Of course. I don't see right not." Garnet opened the closet door. If Usagi looked into her eyes, she would see them clouded, dazed. She didn't seem to realize that she was looking in a storage closet. "Its pretty nice, isn't it?"

Her brow knitted together.

"It... are you-?" she suddenly said as she looked at Garnet. She could indeed see the way they were clouded. "Garnet... Garnet why don't you come in it with me?" she said instead, she wondered if she realized the size if she were to go into it. "You can show me where I should place them."

"Of course." Garnet nods as she walks into the storage closet. There's two small plastic kitty chairs, and some janitor shelves, which she points to. "They might work right here? So my bandmates'll see them. I think they will love them, don't you?"

"Garnet..." she couldn't honestly think this was okay, not the Garnet she ran into so often. She set the flowers down and grabbed her hand, coming in after her. With Garnet's height, the chairs, and Usagi in there as well, she wondered how she could make her see.

Could she even break the trance.

"You can't really think this is okay for them, do you?"

Garnet seemed surprised by the gesture, and she stared at Usagi in confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

"Are you actually seeing where they've put your fellow band mates... or... is it that you don't care?"

At the question, Garnet stares at Usagi, her eyes hardening with disbelief that Usagi could ever ask that question.

"Of course I care. They're my band, I need to take care of them, don't I? Why wouldn't I care for them, after what I've put in to ensure our success?"

"Then why are you okay with them getting shoved into a janitor's closet with chemicals and plastic chairs and barely enough room for the two of us?"

"...What are you talking about?" Garnet looked back into the room. What she saw was perfectly suitable accommodations for her bandmates, before closing the door. Whether or not she realized what it was...well, it was definitely tilting towards the latter. "This isn't a janitor's closet. Why would I stick my band in one?"

"Because that's what this is Garnet. Just... you're eyes might be fooled but are your hands? Just... reach out. Walk forward and go as far as you can. I'm not... you have to believe me."

"...My hands..."

Garnet did look disbelieving as she held out her hands. However, her hands bumped into wall. She did it again, on another wall. Again. But that made no sense.

"I don't understand."

"It... we're in a supplies closet, I don't know why you can't see it, I don't know how to change that either. But they put the rest of the band in here."

She gently rubbed the back of Garent's hand with her thumb, not letting her hand go.

"There's no telling what else is different to your sight."

"--Don't."

Garnet's hand slipped away from Usagi's, and she almost pushed the other girl out of the way as she backed away from the closet.

"Please don't touch me." She almost pleaded. "You don't know who's watching."

She swallowed, and seeing someone upset, seeing someone hurt in such a way made it all the harder to be told to let go, but she did as Garnet asked and just offered a smile.

"Please let me know... if there's anything I can do," she closed the door to the closet behind her. "Do you need water?"

"...Yes," Garnet looked back up at Usagi. "Yes, water. That...yes"

"Stay here," she went into Garnet's dressing room, setting down the rest of the bouquets and hurrying over to the mini-fridge, getting a bottle of water and opening it, bringing it back to the gem.

"Garnet, maybe you should sit down, this... this is probably a lot to take in."

"Thank you." She takes a good, long drink. "I'm this close to getting a drink. You know, I've got to get ready for the World Tour, and now this..."

Deep breath.

"Am I losing my mind? I probably am. That's what it feels like, you know." She chuckles without mirth. "I feel like crap, dumping this on you, you know, Serena."

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