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Usagi woke up with a warmth to her lips that hadn't been there before. The sun began to stretch further and further into her bedroom, and her begging for more sleep became quite desperate. As the outlook of more sleep drifted evermore away, she clung onto the last memories of her dream. Sadly, just as the night slipped under the horizon, so did the more vivid details of her dream.
Annoyed with her fantasy's escape, Usagi yelled out in exhaustion with a pillow over her face. She then rolled over onto her stomach with her sad, anxious head on her arms, and pondered over her dilemma.
Falling in love was easy for Usagi. Not only was she a boy-crazy hopeless romantic, she also had her fate decided for her a millennium ago. It wasn't a depressing thing like an arranged marriage, but a red string that tied her heart to another. She was destined to fall in love and have a future with one man, and no matter what, they would forever be entwined from life to life and century to century.
At least, that's what she always saw in her dreams. As she slept, her mind would show her visions of moonlight and wisps of long, blonde hair swirling around. There would be sparkles and dark hair and a smile so genuine her heart would melt just by looking at it. Sometimes they'd be someplace realistic like the Crown Arcade or school, but most of the time they were in places she had never been to before. Tall, white pillars would stand behind them with an inky sky dusted over with stars. Or maybe a field full of rainbow-hued daisies. Every morning she would wake up only remembering his ebony hair and brilliant smile. Sometimes she would run her hand on a soft fabric and remember how his hand felt in hers, but that was the extent of what she knew of him.
Then she transformed into Sailor Moon a few months back, and everything became a lot more complicated. She had all these powers and responsibilities now, and a bunch of new people had flooded her life. She loved her friends, of course, but Ami, Rei, Makoto, and now Minako have only made it difficult for Usagi to find her true love.
She used to think that her true love was Motoki – the part-time worker at the Crown Arcade. He was always so sweet to her and understanding of her little meltdowns. He was nice and cute and would probably end up owning the arcade so she would never have to worry about money. He seemed like the perfect boy to give her heart to, but he doesn't fit Usagi's memory of her mystery man. Motoki is blond and although his smile is warm, it just isn't the same as the one that sweetens her dreams.
Usagi's thoughts were interrupted by a low, quiet tummy grumble. Slowly it increased in volume as she grumpily padded to the kitchen. As she poured herself some cereal, the sad thoughts of her lost love dissipated.
"Damn this game!" screeched Usagi as she slammed her fists down on the Sailor V game at the arcade. A youma had just shot her character with some green, booger-like blob, and she just couldn't help but yell out of frustration.
"Watch it there, Odango," a smooth voice came from behind her "you're losing your last opportunity to show everyone how ladylike you can be."
Usagi pivoted on her stool quickly to glare up at the deep blue eyes of the boy who mocked her.
"Shut up, Mamoru!" she whined, trying to think of a witty comeback. There was an awkward pause as he waited for her response. His eyebrow slowly rose as he began to take a step away from her when she blurted out, "I can say whatever I want. I'm fourteen. You can't tell me what to do."
He laughed and replied, "Alright, Odango Atama. Whatever you say."
The black-haired upperclassman smiled down at her as a blush spread across Usagi's cheeks. He patted the top of her head between her two odangos, and with a swift spin, Mamoru walked away, shaking his head. Usagi stared after him, unsure of what she should be feeling. Her heart pounded, but she wasn't sure if it was out of anger, embarrassment or something else.
With a sigh, she turned back to the Sailor V game and tried her best to forget about the tall, rude boy. Yeah, his eyes were a dreamy shade of blue and were framed by eyelashes as dark as the hair on his head. But¸ she thought to herself, how wonderful can someone be if he wears a green blazer with purple slacks and spends his time making fun of middle school girls? She snorted a laugh and focused on the screen in front of her.
After most of her allowance had been deposited into the arcade game, there was a jingling bell that echoed throughout the room, signaling that new customers had entered.
"I told you she would be here," a smooth female voice said.
"Obviously, Rei. Usagi follows food and games," came a much lower, but still womanly, voice.
A shrill shriek rang through the air. "USAAAAAGIIIIII!"
Usagi's vision was clouded over by a wall of light blonde hair. Slim, strong arms surrounded her as she felt Minako push her so hard she fell off the stool. The two blondes collided on the floor with wails and laughter.
Usagi, filled with both frustration and enjoyment, asked, "Minako!? Why did you do that?"
Minako responded with only a giggle. Usagi tried to stand up, but only ended up tripping over Minako's legs. On the second attempt, her hands slipped off the spinning stool that she used to support herself. On the third try, an annoyed Rei reached for Usagi's arm and pulled her up.
"Come on, klutz," Rei grumbled, "we got some serious stuff to talk about!"
To be continued...