I don't own sailor Moon or its characters
Also if anyone wants to take this over let pm me and let me know. I thought it would be a fun idea but have no clue how I want it to go, but I really want to see a story like this.
Usagi Stepped into the arcade and headed straight to the counter, where Motoki was wiping down the table top.
"One extra large Triple Chocolate Fudge milkshake, to go please." She requested as she jumped up onto one of the bar stools, not noticing Momaru sitting in the next seat over.
"Eating that will only make you even fatter, and then you'll never get a boyfriend, though you hardly have a chance of that as it is now Meatball head." Momaru said turning is his seat just slightly, to see her expression, while bring his normal cup of coffee to his lip. To his eminence surprise, her bright, sunny smile didn't falter for even a second.
"Momaru, no matter what you say or do, nothing could ruin my day, But thanks for trying. And don't worry about my diet, this is a special occasion snack, I only get it when something very good happens. Besides, if things keep going my way, I'll have it worked off before I fall asleep tonight, If I get to sleep, that is. " She reached into her bag and pulled out the money for the shake, just as Motoki set it done in front of her with two straws and a small tray of brownies.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, I could have helped set something up at the apartment for you," Usagi opened her mouth to speak, but Motoki cut her off. "And don't worry about paying for the brownies, they're on the house. I know how much you guys like them." Usagi Smile seemed to get brighter and she rolled her eyes.
"I would have but I just learned of it not ten minutes ago, myself. Otherwise I would have taken you up on your offer. And thanks Toki-nii, we'll enjoy them. I need to get going love ya." She said giving him the money and a kiss on the cheek , just as she reached for her stuff, the bell above the door chimed, and a good looking, young man stepped in. He had dark hair and was wearing glasses, though he was tall, it was easy to tell he was no older than twenty-one. He was wearing a light blue button up, under a light, weight, gray sweater, and black jeans. He had a messengers bag over his shoulder, and was carrying a single white rose. To Momaru's surprise, Usagi shot forwards into the man's arms.
"Darien! I've missed you so much," She said burying into his chest. " Why didn't you tell me you were coming earlier, I would have made sure I was free until you go back to America." The man, Darien wrapped his arms tightly around her and held her close
"I've already taken care of it, so for the next two weeks I get you all to myself. And believe me I am not giving you up to anyone during this time, you are all mine." His voice carried over to the counter, where Momaru and Motoki were watching.
"Hey Motoki, Who is that guy," Momaru said, his glaring eyes not leaving Darien's form. "And why is she all over him like that." Motoki looked towards Momaru, and could practically see the jealousy seeping into his words.
"Momaru, I um, I'm not sure how to tell you this but that's Usagi's boyfriend. They've know each other since they were kids, and have been official for almost a year now. Please don't kill me." Motoki said ducking behind the counter as Momaru turned his glare towards him.
