Impatient
500 words
Rated PG-15 because it's fun.
for moonbeamsfanfic

Usagi tapped her fingers on the floor, her nails doing a click-click-click sound against the wood. She was trying desperately not to look as bored as she felt. When Mamoru had told her that he needed to study for tomorrow's test, and could she be quiet meanwhile?, Usagi had never imagined it'd take him two hours. Hours!

Glancing up at him, she sighed. Mamoru looked comfortable, lying on his couch with his eyes riveted to the mass of letters and numbers Usagi couldn't hope to understand. She breathed deeply when he bit his lip in concentration. Didn't he know how delicious he looked? Usagi pouted. She was feeling seriously neglected and obviously her boyfriend wasn't noticing it. From experience she knew that when Mamoru looked like this, it'd take a long time until she – his beloved girlfriend and destined companion, mind you – appeared under his radar.

It wasn't fair. Wasn't her Mamo-chan supposed to be smart? Surely he had read this text before. Surreptitiously, Usagi eyed the book in her boyfriend's hands. She frowned; it was the very same book he'd been studying for the entire week. Usagi always made a point of taking note of everything which hindered her Mamoru-time, and at the moment that book was high in the list of 'Things to Ban when I'm Queen'.

He flipped a page and Usagi stared as his long fingers practically caressed the paper. Her eyes narrowed. She loved Mamo-chan, of course she did. She wouldn't have been sitting on his cold floor for two hours otherwise. But enough was enough!

Mamoru never noticed her mood changing from tranquil to something... else. Had Mamoru seen the evil glint in his girlfriend's eyes, he'd have dropped the book, kneeled at her side and promised her the stars and the moon in an effort to stop her plans.

But he was too busy reviewing Physics, and so he never noticed when Usagi stood up, threw him a last furious glare and after some fierce steps closed herself in his bathroom.

Mamoru was deaf to the sounds coming from within the tiny room. If he'd heard her muffled words, he may have prepared and ordered her favourite food while he created the most beautiful bouquet of roses for his love.

But he was too busy repeating to himself formulae that he'd already learned to notice that the door opened and out came his girlfriend wearing a determined expression and ready to do anything to have him for herself.

The first inkling that something hadn't gone according to his careful plans was when his book was taken forcefully out of his hands. Mamoru saw it describing a curve line until it landed heavily on the other side of the room.

"Usa?"

Usagi smiled wickedly and Mamoru gulped.

He barely had time to discover that besides the dangerous smile, the only thing she was wearing was his not-large-at-all favourite towel.

Then she attacked him and Mamoru's only thought was: God, what a way to go!

The End
07/06/04