PLEASE READ NEW AN: Phew. Got rid of the stupid Mamoru bashing. And the cheesy ramblings. Anyway! The first seven chapters of this story were written when I was twelve to fourteen. I shudder at some of them, but I've decided I'm not going change one bit (even the glaring spelling grammar errors or the bad mistakes) because this really was the first thing I posted on FFNet. It's part of my history. After I stopped pairing Usagi up with every male I could think of (you should SEE how horrible they are! I pull out my old notebooks and shudder so much I lose weight. And yet the idea of transcribing them word for word seems awfully intriguiging. Maybe I shall do that and present it as a collection! Ooh, I'm getting excited!), the first shoujo ai pairing I ever dreamed about and fell in love with, was Usagi/Haruka. Actually, it was Serena/Haruka, but same diff'. So yes, please don't judge the story on just the writing of the first chapters! In seven years, I've lost some talent, gained it back in other places, and have a more jaded view of the world. Frankly put, I'm not as innocent as I was when I wrote the first seven. Then, I'd never been in love. I just wrote how I imagined it to be like.

Old Cropped AN: Hello everyone! For a while now, I have liked the concept of the Usagi/Haruka coupling in the Sailor Moon universe, so here is my contribution to the fanfiction world. What I have here are acts or scenes, I guess you could say, of Haruka and Usagi interacting. The chapters (or stories) range from light and playful to romantic, and even one lemon.

Anyway, please enjoy, and if you find the urge to review so compelling, please do so. Thanks. ^_^ Oh yeah, if you notice the changing writing styles, some of these stories were written before others, so if you were wondering (or about to wonder), that's why.

I don't own Sailor Moon.

Acts in the Play

by Utena_Anthy-Antics

(Oh yeah, and my penname had been that at the time. But I can't remember if the dashes and underscore are supposed to be there... At least, not one of each. I think I screwed it up. Ah well.)

Just as I rounded the corner, I felt a hard body hitting mine. Instantly, strong arms wrapped around me and held me close, stopping my fall. With my hands splayed on their chest, I looked up slowly, concentrating on catching my breath.

A slightly jaunty smile was playing on plush, full lips, and dancing dark blue eyes were framed by full lashes.

"So now you're running into ME, is it?"

I fought a blush and stepped away from the strong embrace. Rubbing my arms, I looked down and kicked my foot. "You know how it is. One day it's someone, the next, someone else. I have an agenda, you know," I joked.

Arms crossed, and the dancing blue eyes narrowed slightly, "Yeah? Is that so?"

I squared my chin and stared defiantly back, "Yeah. That's so."

A dark blonde eyebrow raised, "Ahh…I see. It's the new rage. That explains it."

I furrowed my brow suspiciously, "Explains what?"

"Oh, you know. Why girls such as yourself," upturned lips turned into a teasing smile, "throw themselves at me. And me, thinking it was my good-looks."

I punched a broad shoulder and scowled playfully, "Oh…you."

"Me what?"

"You know."

"No I don't. Enlighten me."

"You. Is all."

"But me what?"

"You don't stop, do you?"

An infuriating smile swung on the full lips, "No. Stop what?"

I threw up my hands. "Ugh! I'm leaving. Goodbye." I started walking away when a big hand wrapped around my arm, stopping me.

"Don't leave. We were just getting somewhere."

I looked up for a few seconds and then hmphed. Looking up through my lashes, I said, "You know, we're standing in the middle of the sidewalk talking about you. Doesn't that strike you as odd?"

A hard shake of the head made a dirty blonde hair flop around, "Actually, no. It's a common occurrence.

"So, where were you going in such a hurry? It had to be something important for you to be running like that."

To repeat, "Actually, no. It's a common occurrence. You know me. I'm always in a hurry." Smiling, I continued, taking the warm hand off of my arm, "It's just school…"

My eyes widened. School! I had totally forgotten! How could I do that!? Jumping away from the warm contact, I hastily bowed and said, "Gomen, but I have to go! See you later!"

And I was out of there, leaving behind widened eyes staring at my retreating back.

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Haruka hmphed, watching the younger girl make a hasty retreat. School. Poor girl, it's already, she checked her watch, 8:45. Her eyes widened, Oh no! I'm late! Sheesh, Usagi, you must be rubbing off on me.

And so, Haruka took off after Usagi, following her lead, thought they both went to different schools.

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That day, two people were late for their class, and each had to stand outside of the classroom holding two buckets of water for an hour. So there!

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I really like the 'So there!' part, don't you? Anyway, I wrote this particular piece in 7th grade. So long ago, huh? Anyway, please review, thanks!