Her voice glittered as she spoke. It never failed to amaze me, and sometimes I would jump back a little, unsure of how I should act around this yellow-haired angel.
"Seiya"
"Mmm"
"Why are you staring at me?"
"Oh, was I staring. I'm sorry, it shall not happen again."
I looked away, feeling the slightest of heat glaze across my cheeks. She didn't say anything about the blush, but I knew she saw it.
"You know I love Mamoru, right?"
I nodded and smiled at her.
"Don't you worry, Usagi, I won't steal your virtue."
It was her turn to blush. She looked away quickly, but then brought her gaze back at mine, this time determined.
"I love Mamoru. And don't you forget it." She paused and thought for a minute before she added, "but we're still friends. I love having friends."
Again, that smile.
Of course. Always friends.
