Everyone seems to have a closet story about these two. Well, this is mine.

Who owns Sailor Moon? I certainly don't.


Closet

Word Count: 390

Usagi desperately tried not to turn the office upside down. She'd checked everywhere, but could not find anything that proved Mamoru liked her.

Mamoru's office was surprisingly clean, which made it harder to not make a mess.

Usagi froze as she heard a click behind her.

He's back.


Mamoru took no notice of the slight disarray that his office was in. The boredom and tiredness off that hours-long meeting made him want to just fall asleep right then and there. But he was at work, meaning he couldn't.

He shrugged off his coat, walking to the closet. His tired eyes closed as he opened the door, hanging his coat on the hook inside.

Something squeeked.

Immediately his eyes snapped open and he found Usagi pressed up against the wall of the tiny closet, trying to stay out of reach of his outstretched arm.

"Odango?"

Her face flushed scarlet and seemed too embarressed to retort.

"What are you doing in my closet?"

"I...um... Was looking for you, and uh, you scared me when you came in. You got out early from the meeting?"

"Dont try to change the subject," he growled.

"Fine." she sucked in a long breath. "You know how Mina-chan and Motoki-nii-san have gotten together?"

"What do they have to do with this?"

"Well, Minako got Motoki to tell her some things, and she's been teasing me about it, and I wanted to see if it was true."

"What was true?" he asked with a raised brow.

"That you..." her voice went down to a whisper. "...like me."

Mamoru was careful not to show any emotion. He made a mental note to kill his best friend later.

"She's right. I do like you, Usagi."

She blushed again and her mouth fell open wide.

"Careful, Odango. You might catch flies."

"Y-you just admitted you llike me and now you're insulting me?" she exclaimed.

"Yup," he was tempted to keep her in his closet for his own selfish reasons. He held open the door to his office. "You can leave now."

Usagi swallowed and did so. Two steps out if his office, she paused and said over her shoulder, "I want to tell you...I like you, too."

Before she could take a step, a hand grasped her forearm and dragged her back into the closet, the door shutting behind them.