Will Smith

Freddie Prinze Jr.

Seiya Light, from the Three Lights

Furumata Motoki

Tuxedo Kamen

Five men I could see myself committed to for life. Unfortunately, either they were taken, way famous (so, totally out of my range), or both. So, that left my dreams pretty much shattered. Ah, well. Like I had a chance anyway... Which is precisely why I found myself walking into the Crown, everyday, after school. I was bored like you wouldn't believe it, and needed a nice place to hang out with my best friends.

I walked into the Crown, my daily hangout, and launched myself into one of the booths, in the corner, where two of my best friends, Rei Hino and Ami Mizuno, sat, chatting happily. Just as I was about to sit, a familiar voice greeted me in its normal annoying way. "Hey, Odango." I rolled my eyes and didn't even turn around to acknowledge this pest. "Go away, Chiba." I said, swinging my hand in a sort of shooing motion, as if dismissing him. The man feigned hurt. "Odango! Can't I get a little 'hi' anymore?" I twirled around to face him. "No, now go away, idiot." He keeled over, pretending to be hurt. "Ouch, Odango. That really hurt." I looked over at him and punched him lightly in the stomach. "Whatever, Chiba." I smiled.

This was Chiba Mamoru, my best friend of all of my best friends. He was my best friend since elementary, and it was almost impossible to split us up. When we were together it was like we joined at the hips. We were inseparable. Apparently, though, when you are in high school, this is not allowed. People would not stop passing rumors that we were an item, even though we kept protesting. Whenever we told someone that we were definitely NOT a couple, they would smirk and be like, "Yeah right."

Then, in the 10th grade, my dear Mamoru got a girlfriend, Beryl Sainte. She would hang onto him like a little parasite. Whenever she was around me, in the presence of him, she would act oh-so-sweet towards me. When we were both alone, though, it was an entirely different story. I was a little thrown off track when she first confronted me, venomously, about my close relationship with Mamoru, but I soon began confronting her like a concerned parent to a child, knowing it pissed the hell out of her. I would always come out with the gold metal in these arguments. Finally, Mamoru was forced to dump her, realizing we couldn't get along. I was overjoyed the day he did, and even threw a Glad-You-Came-Back-to-Your-Senses party. That was SOME party.

Know what, though? Mamoru and I didn't always get along, as hard as it is to believe it. We actually still get into arguments now and then. It's true. When I was only the tender age of twelve, I had woken up and found that my precious toy bunny was gone. Now, I loved Mr. Rabbit with all my heart. It was something I had managed to keep hidden, though. No one, not even my friends, knew about Mr. Rabbit. I mean, I was TWELVE, and I still slept with Mr. Rabbit, in my little bunny pajamas. I had managed to become one of the most popular kids in school, and intended on keeping it that way. Mamoru and I had gotten into another one of our infamous arguments the day before, and since I came out the winner (for once), he wanted revenge. And revenge is what he got.

Mamoru had come over to my house that afternoon, and found my dear sweet bunny. How? I do not know. When he had stopped over by my house, I really did not plan on letting him in. I mean, really. I knew how sly and clever he could be. But, he had seemed so sincere, that I let him in, against my better judgment.

So, you can imagine my surprise when I came to school the next day, and there on the flagpole was my dear bunny, Mr. Rabbit. Now, I could've denied it to the best of my ability and said that it wasn't mine. But, you see, Mamoru had done his job well, for on the flag pole, also was a bright pink panty that said 'Usagi' on it in big bright red letters. So, you can see how it would have been pretty useless to deny it.

I, of course, was so infuriated that at lunch time, I walked right over to him and poured my milk all over his pants. "Got milk?" I said, as I raised an eyebrow and looked sweetly over at him. Then, I left him to wallow in his self-pity. I'm terrible, I know. But, if I were in court, I know for I fact that I would not go to jail because the attack was provoked.So, there!

And there was another time, when he had said something to me, that had really angered me, and I had sucker punched him right on the spot. Too bad our vice principal, Mrs. Jones, had been standing right there. So, yeah, I got detention, and so did he, since the attack was yet again provoked.

But, yeah, it was always a blast, because we always found something funny out of these situations, and we always made up. See? That's the type of friendship you should have with people.

Even Rei and Ami aren't that close to me, I must admit. But, they still are as much of a blast as Mamoru. I love hanging out with all of them. It's way fun. When I first met Rei and Ami, we never used to get along. I thought Ami was this stupid nerd, and that Rei was so stuck on herself. I'm sure they must have thought just as bad things about Mamoru and I. Who would've thought that we'd become the best of friends in the near future? Not I.

I'll tell you what, though. Life is just full of surprises.