Title: Addiction

Author: Scarlet (moonbunnie56 at Livejournal)

E-mail: Sailor Moon is not mine and it seems it never will be.

Theme/Challenge: #44 Coffee

Rating: PG

Notes: I love coffee. Coffee is my life. If I could melt coffee on a spoon and inject it into my body I would. And if I didn't have a horrible fear of needles.

His dark blue eyes continually skimming the words in his textbook, Mamoru reached for the mug of steaming black coffee without missing a beat. Taking a sip of the bitter drink, he could practically feel the caffeine flowing through his veins, making his mind sharper and his eyes open as he continued to read.

"You know, that's a bad habit."

Lifting his eyes, he found a short blonde with blue eyes standing next to him giving a disapproving look to his cup of coffee. "Actually, I think you're confusing it with smoking." Just to spite her, he took another sip.

"Same difference." Turning to the waitress she gave her usual order and sat down to wait for it to be filled.

"Why don't you fill me in then, oh wise Odango-atama," he said, sarcastically pulling on one of her long pigtails. Annoyance was a usual feeling when conversing with Mamoru so Usagi ignored it easily enough.

"Well, personally I think coffee is an awful habit. It does some of the same things smoking does"

"Like give you lung cancer"

"Do you want to know, or what?" The slight annoyance was growing. Chuckling as he saw Usagi's face turning red in anger, Mamoru closed his book and focused all of his attention on her, figuring he wasn't going to get any more studying done while she was near him.

"I'm sorry. I'm all ears. Please continue"

"Thank you. Anyway, coffee doesn't give you lung cancer but it isn't the best thing for your bladder. It makes you go to the bathroom like a million times a day. Then it stains your teeth, and after drinking it you get bad breath. I'd hate to kiss a guy after he drank a cup of coffee."

"Well, then I guess I'm lucky that I have no urges to kiss you." With that, Mamoru finished the his entire cup in one gulp and turned back to his textbook.

At that time the waitress came with her chocolate milkshake. Grasping the glass, Usagi looked over at Mamoru who was now again engrossed in his book. She was extremely tempted to spill the cold drink on his head but decided it would be a waste. With a huff, Usagi turned her back on him and made her way back to the booth she was sharing with her friends, not seeing the smile on Mamoru's face as she walked away.

Usagi was standing at the bar located at the front of the arcade. Sitting on one of the stools was a mass of clothes, half-sprawled over the counter. Heavy breathing could be heard coming from it, indicating that whatever it was, it was deeply sleeping. The object had a mop of black hair and was draped in a horrible olive green jacket. Based on that, one would think the figure was Chiba Mamoru – but why would Mamoru be snoring in the arcade in the middle of the day? Cautiously she poked at the lump. "Mamoru...is that you?"

The lump shifted positions and emitted a growl-like sound. "Odango, leave me alone. This is all your fault"

Now knowing definitely that it was Mamoru, Usagi proceeded to shake the large form as much as she could. "Mamoru-baka! Wake up...you're scaring the other customers. And I'd like to know why it's my fault you should've gotten more sleep"

Finally lifting his head up, Mamoru rubbed at his drowsy eyes while taking a look at his surroundings. "How long have I been here?"

Taking pity on his pathetic form, Usagi sat next to him and ordered him a cup of coffee. "No idea. You were knocked out when I walked in."

When the waitress placed a mug in front of them and poured the dark liquid, it immediately had the affect of perking Mamoru up. He grasped the mug like a lifeline and brought it up to his face, taking a deep breath of the sweet aroma several times. Surprisingly, after that he placed the cup back down and pushed it away.

"What's going on?" Usagi asked, her eyes darting from his sad eyes to the still-full mug.

"I'm trying to quit, and that is why this is all your fault. It isn't lack of sleep it's a lack of caffeine," Mamoru replied, his voice full of longing.

Eyes now wide, Usagi was struck speechless that the ever-arrogant Chiba Mamoru actually listened to something she had said.
"So since I've sacrificed coffee... does that mean you'll kiss me now"

End.

This was written for a themes community I'm a part of in Livejournal. I figure I would put them up here too just so I can keep them all in one place. The stories won't be connected.. at least I don'tthink so at this point.

For those looking for an update for Scavanger Hunt... it is coming. Very very soon.