1. Quiz

"Motoki onii-san!" greeted the blonde, as she plopped herself onto a bar stool. From the corner of her eye, she singled out the lone baka sitting with his nose buried in a book.

"Usagi-chan! The usual chocolate milkshake?" asked Motoki. Hearing the voice of his favourite customer always lightened his mood, no matter how many rowdy kids came barging through the doors that day, or how many token jams he'd had to tend to in his game machines.

"Yes please! And I also have a few questions for you."

"Alright, shoot," he called back.

"Okay. First, what is your favourite ice cream flavour?"

"My favourite flavour?" He paused to think, then replied "Definitely mint chocolate chip!"

Usagi looked down at the open magazine in her hands and scribbled down the answer. "That's a good one! Let's see, and your favourite colour?"

"Green," answered the worker, too occupied on the order to notice his friend's steady focus on the pair before him.

Once again, Usagi scribbled down the answer onto the magazine page before looking up at him to see his gaze resting on her with genuine curiosity. Immediately, he looked away and took a long sip of his coffee.

"And your favourite animal?" called the blonde, refocusing on the page of questions in her hand.

"Hm… that's a hard one. A lion maybe? Or a cheetah… yeah! They're one of the fastest animals in the world you know!" grinned Motoki, handing her the shake.

"The fastest actually," a third voice commented. By this time, Mamoru was determined to join in on the conversation, refusing to be left unacknowledged by the angel beside him.

"So what's with the questions?"

Usagi looked down at her notes and blushed. "Just a quiz I was looking at."

"What's it for?" asked the arcade worker.

"Um… just to see how compatible you are with… your friends." She did not take her eyes off the ground. Suddenly, the strawberry syrup stain on the ground was strangely fascinating.

"Well, in that case, let's see how compatible you are with Mamoru here! You know, as friends," suggested Motoki, his eye holding a mischievous glint as the corners of his mouth turned up in a sly smile.

"Yeah right. Like I have anything in common with this baka," she grumbled. Expecting her arch-nemesis to agree with her, she was surprised to lift her head and find his intense blue eyes staring at her.

His face was unreadable and her heart quickened its pace. Suddenly, her hands felt sweaty, and she strengthened her grip on the countertop to steady herself.

Motoki broke the silence. "I know your favourite is chocolate ice cream. That's the only flavour you ever order here. But your favourite colour...?"

"Blue," he answered immediately. His eyes never leaving the blonde before him. A deep cerulean blue, he thought to himself. Usagi quickly scribbled the answer down, grateful for something to do as opposed to staring back at the man beside her.

"Okay, and what was the next question… favourite animal?" asked Motoki, looking over to the girl. He did not miss her sudden nervousness as she nodded her head in confirmation.

"My favourite animal… would have to be a bunny," stated the man slowly. His gaze finally averted away from Usagi, as she gave him a look of disbelief. Neverless, she wrote the answer down and narrowed her eyes at the page.

Finally, she gave a small but audible gasp and stood up abruptly. "Well… I best be going now! Thanks for the shake Motoki! And… goodbye baka," she gathered her bag and hastily made her exit. But not before knocking over a few innocent customers who had been patiently awaiting their order.

Motoki called after her, "But wait! You left your magazine here, and you never told us the results!"

Mamoru snatched up the article and scanned it over. His eyes widened incredulously, as he too stood and ran out the door after the blonde.

"Hey, wait a minute! You haven't paid for your coffee!" But his friend was long gone before he finished his sentence. Scanning the countertop, he noticed the abandoned magazine lying open.

Cautiously, he picked up the article and began to read. A smile made its way to his lips, and slowly spread into a large grin.

On the page, was an article titled "Lover's compatibility test" with Mamoru's answers printed neatly beside each question. And beneath each one were Usagi's own answers, matching one for one.

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