AN Ok this is my first Fanfiction, don't be too brutal with me. I'm not a writer a idea popped in my head and I thought I'd wing it. This may be a 2-3 part story something short but it gets dirty! Lemon tang is the flavor so let's see how it goes...

Usagi 16

Mamoru 20

If you don't like the age gap this is not for you.

I don't own SM

All mistakes are mine

"That immature, air head,ditzy,annoying, odango. How dare she embarrass me the way she did! "

Mamoru seethed as he threw the dart full force towards the bulls eye, never missing his target. Being tuxedo mask had made this skill second nature, almost as effortless as blinking .

This had been going on for the past 30 minutes. Mamoru could not quite tame his inner monster. The events that took place just a little over an hour ago where still boiling his senses, and replaying in head.

1hour earlier

Mamoru sat at his usual spot on the counter waiting for his best friend Motoki to serve him his life source, actually the life source to any college pre Med student,Coffee.

Motoki never understood why his best friend would make the 15 minute drive to Jubaan from his college in Azubu every day while in between classes just for a cup of coffee.

Sure it was free,but why drive 15 minutes for coffee when you can simply get it from the cafeteria on campus was beyond him. Of course Mamoru would rant that the college cafeteria coffee could not compare to the Crown arcade's coffee.

Yet if he was truly honest with himself, Mamoru knew that a certain 16 year old blond, spitfire named Usagi was the reason.

Though he would never admit it to himself. Being 20 and infatuated with a 16 year old was not what an aspiring doctor should be entertaining.

Usagi, was truly a breath of fresh air. With her sparkling blue eyes that could captivate the blind, her long luscious hair that trailed down to her knees while caressing her body as she walked. Made any red blooded male take a double take.

Sure, Mamoru thought the girl was pretty, but he always acquainted his attraction to her as need to break out of his dull life.

His daily spats with the blond teen,would make the blood run through his vains like molten lava. Sparking an adrenaline rush like he had never felt before. It was as if though she would ignite his senses. Always keeping him on his toes.

Usagi interestingly enough gave him a run for his money, For a D average student. Rendering quick come backs that always left him wanting more. Never relenting, never failing, addicted to their banter,he always had to have the last word.

As if on command , the tiny bell above the arcade door jingles.. alerting them of a new patron.

Mamoru knew it was her without even turning his head. Inexplicably he sensed when she was around. The hairs in the back of his neck stood in attention, his skin enveloped with goosebumps, and his stomach, oh God his stomach turned into knots and started to do flips a a accrobat. It was As if his body was conpulsed to aknowlege her presence. Now matter how hard he tried he could not break the command.

"Hey Usagi ,what a beautiful flower you have there" Motoki greeted as the Jubaan high school student graciously strode in, holding a perfect white delicate flower to her nose Inhaling its sweet fragrance, with a blissful expression on her face.

This comment perked Mamoru's ears, why would Usagi be holding a flower? Could one of those idiot love stricken boys who occasionally came to hang out around Odango and her friends have professed their love to her with this rose ? Mamoru thought.

Instantly becoming furious with this assumption Mamoru Quickly spun his stool around to see Usagi holding a beautiful perfect rose.

"Did one of your admirers give you that Rose? "Questioned Motoki.

Usagi smiled her beautiful radiant smile at him, just as she was about to reply the Green monster that lived inside Mamoru cut her off ."As if" mamoru scuffed with disgust in his voice.

"Do you really think anyone would waste their money on buying the Odango a rose. Who would be as pathetic as to try to go after her? When there are clearly better options all over Jubaan. I mean plain Jane has more sex appeal than this one."

Usagis eyes grew wide with hurt and was instantly replaced with anger. Her cheeks became red as she narrowed her eyes at Mamoru.

"Well Mamoru for your information, and not that it's any of your business. It was a gift from a very special guy. "

Of course the age of said "guy" would be kept to her self. Not wanting to divolge that fact a incredibly cute little boy, about the age of 7, had picked the flower for her in gratitude. When she stopped his ball from rolling on the the on coming traffic. Earlier that afternoon.

"Mamoru could not believe what he has just heard a "guy"... as in a member of her opposite SEX gave it to her !

This could not be oh no no no ! No "Guy" could try to sweep in and woo odango!

Oh he was mad the Green monster in him wanted blood .

"Oh really odango where is this so called "guy" surely he could have walked you here, if he truly wanted anything to do with you. Oh wait he is probably embarrassed to be seen in public with you. In his defense poor guy has most likely seen your pig like eating habits and decided to not hurl today.

The only thing a member of my sex could probably want with you if even at all is to get under your skirt. If even that like I said you are pig-like ... oink oink"

Mamoru knew that his inner monster had been spitting the words like a machine gun aiming to kill.

He never expected those words to come flying out of his mouth like word vomit vile and leathal.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth he instantly regretted it he couldn't believe what he had just said to her.

Motoki eyes widen in shock, Mamoru had gone too far, before he had a chance to reprimand Mamoru for his words Usagi, who's jaw had almost hit the floor responded.

" Well Mamoru even if that where the case at least getting under my skirt would be worth the journey seeing as I actually am alive. Unlike you who is probably more stale and bland in bed than a dead fish. Your a walking corpse jerk! Not to mention you are probably packing two marbels and a mini corn dog in those tight ass lavender pants. With a personality like yours I would be shocked if your left hand would even make the commitment to engage in intimacy with your micro..."

Usagi could not finish her sentence she instantly heard the loud gasp of her four best friends. They had just walked in as Usagi began her rant.

Lita,Mina,Amy and Rai stood shell shocked. Their little Usagi had just made a very rude and X rated comments to Mamoru Chiba.

Mamoru knew he had gone to far with his comment and mentally kicked himself but he never expected Usagi to say something like what she has just said. What did she even know about sex.

"Is that so " Mamoru questioned

Before he blew up on her again and said anything worse he picked up his books from The counter, said his goodbyes to Motoki and Usagi friends and quickly made his way out of the arcade.

Present time

As Mamoru threw another dart at the bulls-eye board he mentally went over the events of that afternoon.

Not understanding why on earth he always reacted so badly with Usagi. Why was is that when she was around his senses went hey wire. Why he couldn't control the things that came out of his mouth. He needed to understand what on earth was happening to him. Mamoru did not like it when he felt his control slip.

He could not go around insulting a teenage girl the way he did ealier, but how ...

Instantly the answer came to him. He remembered a method he had recently learned is phycology class. In which one envisions the object of their frustration in front of them to understand where the issue stems from.

Mamoru took a seat at his breakfast bar and imagined Usagi in front of him "what is it about you that drives me crazy, is it your incredibly childish hair? Who wears their hair like that at her age? Though childish or not it definitely makes her look like a delicious naughty school girl.

Or is it her loud demeanor? That girl does not know how to use her inside voice. Although she does have a beautiful melodic voice when she is not shrieking.

Which brought Mamoru's mind to her mouth or lips to be exact those beautifully full and rosey pouty lips that compliment her face, her adorable face she is so expressive.

I can only imagine bringing her to her sexual peek with those huge doe eyes looking up at me as I pound my hard cock into her sexy full mouth.

" holy shit where did that come from"?

Mamoru was growing harder by the second just imagening Usagi. He unzipped his pants and pulled his erection from his boxers. He began to stroke his shaft. Imagining Usagi kneeling in perfect suplication form, in front of him for him as he probed in and out of her juicy mouth his cock making contact with the back of her throat. Mamoru felt his precum lubercating his shaft as he urged his hand to move faster.

Just as was about to reach his peek his door bell rang.

Mamoru was pulled back from his fantasies but not before coming to realization that he was absolutely positively in LUST with Usagi.

Of course it all made sense he was struggling with all his pent up sexual frustration with the girl. He had to stay away from her. this hunger he had for her would make things incredibly hard for them ,in more ways than one .

His doorbell rang again..

"Shit ,fuck im coming im coming, give me a second" as he tucked himself back into his pants and zipped his fly he took in deep breaths to calm his racing heart. Suddenly wondering who was at his door.

Surely he expected a visit from Motoki to give him an ear full for the scene that played at at the arcade, but Motoki wouldn't be off for another 3 hours.

" Well I must have really pissed him off the get him here so quickly" Mamoru sighed walking towards the door.

Just as he reached the foyer Mamoru swung the door open. He was shocked when his blue eyes came in contact with cornflower blue eyes.

"Usagi".

If you like it let me know so can finish the 2nd part.I have a erotic idea in my head where I want this story to go. So let me know ...