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A/N: Sorryyy guys about the delay of this chapter. Realized there was some huge mistakes in the middle part but hopefully all is fixed lol This chapter was the hardest for me since it has all the meat and potatoes of the story so hopefully I fulfilled your guys expectations and did the story justice! Review and let me know! Thank you to all who did reviewed, glad you hated Mamoru last chapter since that was the goal. Remember this is my first one shot so I'm sorry if it's bad or something, also my first kiss so go easy on me readers lol

Enjoy the story!

Chapter 2

"Everyone! Welcome to Azabu's Annual Halloween Senior Bashhhh!"

A big cheer from the large crowd in the arcade was heard loud and clear. Motoki grinned at the loud response from his classmates. The blur of green, red, and orange strobe lights set the party atmosphere perfectly as the constantly moving bodies of Azabu senior students filled the entire establishment.

Motoki quickly walked off of the stage as the music beat vibrated the entire place. He made his way to the nearly empty counter where his best friend was currently residing at.

"I gotta admit," the dirty blonde went on, "I did not believe you would actually buy a costume."

The FBI agent flashed him a lopsided grin as he drank from the foaming cup in his hand. His vest had the letters FBI bolded and sprayed across his chest as he also wore the camo pants and black ballcap that came with the costume.

"And I can't believe how you were able to decorate the entire arcade," Mamoru replied back.

It was truly a transformation: spider-webs clung to all the walls, paper bats hung from the ceiling in spades, a smoke machine was covering the floor in a mist. Coffins, witch's pots, small creepy trees, and ghostly objects filled in the empty spaces around the arcade. Not to mention the large spread of numerous Halloween-themed snacks.

"Really? Chocolate Newton eyeballs, a ghost's essence and Frankenstein's blood for a drink?"

Motoki produced a proud smile at his works of art, "Yea I know, I know. I'm a genius."

"Not what I was talking about but okay Tinker Bell," Mamoru mused.

The green fairy fumed. "Hey! You said you would make no jokes about my costume!"

"You're right, you're right. My bad," Mamoru smirked, "Tink."

"Come on Mamoru-san, Reika really wanted to do a couple's costume this year. So we agreed to being Peter Pan and Tinkerbell….And she really wanted to be Peter Pan."

No longer being able to hold back his laughs, the dark-haired FBI agent let out a good throaty laugh at his best friend's ridiculous appearance. "Come on, Toki. The blonde wig, the white wings, the short little green dress. And what's that you're carrying around. Pixie Dust!"

Shards of glass were being shot at the mocking teenager from the reddening winged creature.

"Tinker Bell would never give pixie dust to a unbelieving person like you Mamoru-san."

Mamoru brought a hand to his heart dramatically. "I'm crushed, really."

Motoki scuffed at his serious tone. "You know one day, you'll have to do this too for your girlfriend or even your wife. Wearing weird and crazy couple costumes."

This really cracked up the high school student. "Oh trust me, I don't think I'll have to go through that anytime soon or really ever. You know as well as me that I'm going to be single for a large majority of my life."

"That's what they all say my friend," Motoki almost whispered. "That's what they all say…"

"I think you've had a little too much ghost essence Toki-san," Mamoru stated while sliding away the blonde's foaming cup.

For the next half an hour, the dark-haired student sat at the counter, eyeing the entrance as new people entered the full arcade. His brain was ready to register any kind of shimmer of gold that would walk through those doors, even the sight of girls dressed as bunny rabbits made him whip his head around.

Even though he was sure he scared her off, Mamoru was ready to confront Usagi if she dared to set foot in the establishment with anything less than a parka on her body.

His heart still pained him when he remembered the crushed look on her face. He was a jerk and knew it well. But he would take being a jerk over Usagi getting jumped by his classmates any day in his life.

So far so good, no sign of the blonde beauty was spotted from his standpoint and a part of him was kind of disappointed that he wouldn't get to see her tonight.

But the more dominant side of him was relieved that she wouldn't have to be gawked at by his male classmates, more importantly by that one guy she apparently liked so much.

"Hey Toki-san?"

The arcade worker looked up from his cleaning of the fake blood stained counter. "Yea?"

"Does Usagi-san know anyone from our school, specifically any senior guys?" It had been a question that kept buzzing in his mind all of yesterday and today: Who was this guy that he needed to kill in cold blood?

"Besides me and you, no. No one."

"That's what I thought."

'Who is it Odango? Who is it that you're trying to impress? Who are you going above and beyond for?'

For a minute, the dark-haired student entertained the idea of him being her crush, being the guy that she was trying to impress. But as soon as it entered his mind, the quicker he laughed at the notion.

Especially with this new cold shoulder treatment, Mamoru was one hundred percent sure that he was not in fact that lucky guy.

Not noticing the loud gasps and whispering behind him, Mamoru let a chuckle rise from his gut. 'Please, I would have to pretty damn lucky to have her actually like me.'

"Oh my god, who is she?"

"Holy shit, is she actually glowing?"

"Have you ever seen her before?"

"Has anyone?"

The little whisper of voices made their way to his ears finally, causing Mamoru to turn around and see what, or really who, the huge commotion was about.

From his position at the counter, the eighteen-year-old had a clear view of the entrance, and right now at the arcade entrance was the most heavenly sight known to man.

Mamoru's eyes doubled in size under his FBI baseball cap as he drank in the beautiful vision of ecstasy in front of him.

A regular-sized slim girl around his age stood at the entrance, a small spotlight having landed on her as everyone in the arcade let their eyes review the beauty from head to toe.

She was a vision of pure white in her angelic costume. An A-line white dress clung to the girl's delicious curves, the bottom just slightly flaring out and surrounding her. The sheer dress was adorned with lace flower patterns that were placed appropriately to hide certain assets but leaving enough golden skin to be seductively seen through, no doubt to make guys wanting more of the glowing goddess. A matching sheer cape hung on her narrow shoulders, pooling just a bit behind her form.

As the spotlight shone on her, the entire assemble sparkled, causing the girl to look like she was actually glowing. The outfit was completed by the pair of crisp white wings that were attached to her bare back, her cape draping to accommodate the wings.

As Mamoru's eyes made their way to the angel's face, he saw her flowing white-no silver-hair pulled into a voluminous ponytail that spilled all the way down her back and to her ankles in shiny waves. The mysterious teen wore a simple but covering mask over her darkly outlined eyes that really popped with her light blue eye color. She had soft but mischievous features from what the mask didn't hide.

Mamoru had never seen such a more stunning, beautiful, amazing, incredible-he ran out of words to describe the picture that was front and center. He didn't even believe it was real, it seemed to good to be true almost, like it was an illusion.

The girl, now noticing the stares and attention she was getting, picked a piece of her dress up and began to walk into the crowd of people. Before he lost sight of her, the heavenly angel made eye contact with him, her blue clashing with his. Suddenly, all the reactions that his body did when Usagi was around began once more. The heart beating, sweaty palms, the hot white sensation in his veins…

And then she was gone, lost in the movement of dancing ghosts, monsters, and werewolves.

Mamoru then realized his mouth was hanging open, the feeling of drool pooling at his bottom lip. His throat was dry as well. That girl had certainly been a sight to be seen.

But there was something missing about her.

Even after what he had just experienced, the teenager had to admit under all of the girl's beauty and grace, she wasn't truly the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

Yes, the girl had truly been one of the most heavenly creatures he had ever seen, but that beauty was reserved from what he had observed from the outside. No, the beauty he was referring to was the one that was inside.

And only one girl had ever been that beautiful to him, both the inside and the outside.

The one girl that unfortunately wasn't there at that moment. The blonde bombshell that was truly the most beautiful person he had ever met. The one girl who was sassy, clumsy, funny, silly, emotional, amazing, breathtaking…..

Mamoru knew that angel could never be his Odango, the girl that was one of kind. The only girl that had really captured his heart in every way possible with her beauty.

No, his Odango would have probably tripped on her train. Now that's the beauty that he was really attracted to, the beauty and clumsiness of one Usagi Tsukino.

"Usagi-chan, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE GUY'S FACE!," Minako squealed in delight as the white-clothed girl made her way to the gaggle of her friends. "I'm pretty sure he was drooling!"

"You think?," the masked girl questioned, excitement buzzing in her nerve endings.

"Definitely," Makoto chimed in. "The second he laid eyes on you, it looked like he was in la-la land."

"I still think this is an abusement of guardian power," Ami claimed. "You're supposed to only use that pen for emergencies Usagi-chan."

"I'm with Ami on this one," Rei agreed. "Odango, you're risking your identity this way. What if the illusion wears off?"

"Oh shush you two," the blonde snapped. "Usagi-chan is using it for an emergency. A LOVE EMERGENCY! And I'm sure the illusion will hold for a measly few hours as long as nothing disrupts it directly."

"I hope nothing disrupts it because then I'll transform back into my bunny costume!" The blonde had to unfortunately go back to the Halloween store and buy the bunny suit that Mamoru had suggested. She needed something to pass her father's dress code test and the body covering bunny suit had thankfully passed with flying colors.

"Hopefully, nothing goes wrong in this little scheme of yours," Rei retorted, "otherwise Luna will blow a gasket. We barely got her to agree to this plan."

Usagi herself wondered if her plan was indeed fool-proof. She had seen the way Mamoru had looked at her when she had first entered the arcade (she was also trying to ignore the fact that he looked incredibly hot in his vest and camo pants) his mouth had hung open, his eyes glazed over with the dark blue turning darker.

She had felt her body blush and grow hotter under his intense gaze. Excitement and happiness had flowed through her when he had finally gave her that heart-pounding look that she had so craved for months after she realized her feelings.

The blonde had wondered if the dress would be too revealing, having spent all of yesterday and today perfecting the illusion with the pen. The lace flowers covered her body in sparkles and elegance, and the dress itself hugged her curves.

It wasn't really her style to wear something so open and sexy, but she knew that in this outfit, Mamoru would never take his eyes off of her and she had been right. Though she hadn't counted on the entire room having their eyes on her as well.

"Okay Usagi-chan time for step two in our Halloween Fiasco Plan."

The disguised blonde almost missed Minako's words due to the pounding music being played on the dancefloor.

"It's time to actually seduce Mamoru-san now that you have caught the FBI Agent's interest," the dressed up blonde squealed in giddiness. "Now remember all of the things we practiced sweetie. Light touches, mesmerize him with your eyes, and always leave him wanting more."

"Light touches, mesmerize him, and leave him wanting more," Usagi repeated as the group made their way through the party scene, all eyes still on the angel beauty as she walked past them.

Mamoru continued to sit in his counter sit with his cup of ghost essence, bored out of his mind. He never liked parties of any kind and to be fair, there really wasn't much he could do at parties, especially at this party now that Motoki had left to attend to something.

With no real control over his mind, the dark-haired man's thoughts drifted to a certain blonde that he couldn't help but miss right then. He missed her colorful and bright personality, the gimmicks she would pull, her smile, the smell of her shampoo…..

But then he imagined the girl that had just walked in, the literal angel. The dark-haired man had seen the way she had directly looked at him.

Maybe he should move on from his useless crush on Usagi, it was truly hopeless with the whole fact that she hated him and such. But maybe that angel wouldn't hate him. He remembered her big entrance, how her cape had surrounded her lithe form gracefully, the dress having been worn in at all the right places, the fact that she looked like a Usagi a little bit-

'Yea, I need help,' he thought. Did he suddenly now think that everyone looked like his nemesis/crush?

The third "Ahem" finally snapped the day-dreaming high-schooler out of his Usag-obsessed thoughts. He turned around slowly to see the source of the noise.

'USAGI!?'

The man couldn't believe it! It was her, the subject of his thoughts, right in front of him in a black strapless leotard with fishnet leggings. Her streams of gold hair framed her body, her very beautiful body.

'God, she's beautiful, sexy, heaven, amazing..'

"Hello Mamoru-san."

Suddenly, the spell broke and he cringed. The gold hair was gone and replaced by shoulder-length auburn hair, her playful baby blue orbs were instead dull brown. Her voice was less-high pitched and Usagi's kind features turned much more sharper.

All at once, Naomi Chio in a black leotard was smiling seductively at him instead of his blonde nemesis, much to his disappointment.

Of course sadness then turned to panic as he realized Naomi Chio was standing right in front of him.

"Chio-san," he greeted back with clenched teeth.

He could feel her eyes burning into his form, "You know Mamoru-san, you look really lonely here."

"I'm fine, really," he replied nervously to his notoriously flirty classmate.

"Are you sure? We can get out of here, go somewhere else.."

She finished her almost whispered statement by letting her hand brush against his camo-clad inner thigh.

Mamoru immediately shot up from his seat, having now realized just how close his female classmate had gotten to him. He knew that the popular girl had grown a crush on him but obviously he did not reciprocate those romantic feelings.

"Look, Chio-san," he went on while backing away from her nearing form, "I'm just not interested in you like that. I mean you're a great girl, honestly. Maybe we can be friends?"

"Friends," she asked, confused. Then, to Mamoru's horror, her face brightened once more with mischief. "Well friends can dance with each other, right?"

It was his turn to be confused until the new song over the speakers played. His eyes grew wide once more as the slow sensual song began to filter through his ears, fear painted across his face.

"What do you say Mamoru-san?" A playful, sexy smile played on her red lips, "Can I have this dance?"

The shaking FBI agent let out a nervous chuckle, "You know, I just remembered I think Motoki wanted me to help with that pool of slime he was working on so I'm gonna-"

Mamoru quickly slipped into the crowd of people before the girl could say anything else.

"Where is that hottie?"

"Is that him?"

"No, that's a firefighter. Motoki-san said he was a FBI agent with a vest and camo pants." Minako blanched as the words left her mouth. "God, camo pants. I cringed when he told me that. Are you sure he's worth it Usagi-chan, I mean he's like crazy gorgeous but a guy with that taste of fashion should never be worth it."

"Minako!," Rei snapped. "It's just a costume!"

"Still."

Behind the orange dressed Princess and little red riding hood, the white angel was getting a pep talk by the lumberjack beauty and bluenette mad scientist.

"Okay, Usagi-chan," Makoto addressed, "review."

A thoughtful look passed her masked eyes until they lit up. "Give him nonchalant touches to the arm and face as well as chest. Compliment him subtly. Discuss intelligent topics. Look in the eyes. Entice him. And brush against him."

"And!," Minako called over her shoulder.

"Suck on the bottom lip," Usagi answered, a pleased look on her face.

Ami blushed and pushed her scientist glasses up the bridge of her nose, "I still think this is a bad idea, especially since we're using our own powers for personal gain."

"Come on Ami-chan, it's not that big of a deal," Makoto said while fixing her flannel shirt.

"Plus, one of us shouldn't grow up to be an old maid," Minako chimed in once more, eyes still searching through the sea of people for a certain dark-haired teenager. "Why couldn't he have just stayed in one place."

"Hey, I see Motoki-san," Rei pointed out. "He has to know where Mamoru-san is."

"Usagi-chan, just stay here while we go ask Motoki-san where your future boyfriend," Minako stated. "He can't know who you are and coming with us will just give it away."

"We'll be right back Usagi-chan," Makoto said before leaving with the others.

"Move it people, Princess coming through," Minako yelled as she grabbed the full skirt of her ball gown and walked through the sea of people.

The blonde was left alone and soon started to feel the glares and stares of people around her, especially guys.

Uncomfortable with the attention and figuring that she might bump into Mamoru, Usagi picked up her skirt in the front a little and dove into the crowd of moving bodies, hoping she wouldn't run into anybody who would go further than looking.

"Hey girls!"

"Motoki-san," all four dressed up girls greeted in response to the arcade worker.

"Nice costume," Minako snorted, taking a mental picture of Motoki in a short frilly dress that showed off his masculine hairy legs.

He narrowed his eyes at her. "Yea hilarious." His green eyes took in the costumes of the girls, each one being dramatically different from the other.

Ami was wearing a white lab coat as well as glasses. Makoto had a flannel shirt, tan pants, and hiking boots. Rei wore a simple but elegant black dress with a hooded red cape and she carried around a little basket. Minako wore a strapless orange ball gown and wore a huge tiara on her golden crown of hair.

"So Ami, scientist. Makoto, beautiful lumberjack. Rei, little red riding hood. And Minako, a orange nightmare?"

Cutting off any arguments, Rei stepped in before a fuming Minako could, "Motoki-san, have you seen Mamoru-san recently?"

He shrugged his bare shoulders. "I think I saw him go into the crowd of people on the dancefloor a few minutes ago. Why?"

"I just needed to ask him a question about physics."

Three shocked faces turned to face the flustered look of Ami, the girl who had originally been against the plan was now helping.

Motoki didn't notice the faces. "Well I'm sure he'll pop up somewhere."

'Damn slow songs! When are they going to change it! Why are there even slow dance songs at a Halloween party?!'

Mamoru thought frantically, desperate to find an exit from the huge crowd he was now stuck in. Everywhere he turned, it looked the same. Who knew the arcade could be so big?

All the couples around him were slow dancing to the romantic song that was currently playing. He hid behind those unsuspecting couples, keeping his eyes peeled for auburn hair.

The senior needed so kind of distraction, hiding place so to speak, to keep himself out of her line of sight.

Mamoru stopped and turned to look around the area, trying to catch any warnings of her being near.

"Excuse me sir, would you like to dance?"

He immediately tensed but then relaxed since Mamoru knew that it wasn't the devil's voice asking him.

"Sure, of course," the dark-head responded, gratefully for the distraction, before fully turning around and being met with the vision of beauty he had seen earlier.

It was the glowing angel he had seen walk in, the one who had made his voice catch in his throat, shocked by her intense beauty.

She was even more gorgeous up and personal. Through her dress, he could see her flat and toned stomach outlined in the sheer fabric as well as her equally toned legs and arms. Her blue eyes looked even more dazzling against her white mask.

The girl almost looked shy right at that moment, her eyes had what seemed hope and embarrassment in them and then all at once, Mamoru returned back to Earth as the blood stopped pumping in his ears, remembering her question and his answer.

This girl was his only chance to get over Usagi at this point.

"Yes, of course. I would love to dance with you." Her eyes literally lit up at his restatement as a very delighted smile came upon her features.

'Where is he?'

For the last ten minutes, Naomi had been searching for her handsome classmate, having lost him in the crowd of costumed people.

She suddenly saw a tall form with a baseball cap on in the midst of a group, quickly making a beeline to him.

The auburn girl stopped short when the ebony-haired man's dancing partner came into view. It was the girl that had made heads turn when she had first entered. Even Naomi had been stunned by the sight of the angelic beauty.

Right now, that angelic beauty was placing her hands around Mamoru's neck while he placed his hands on her small waist. Even though there was a height difference, the two seemed to fit together in a weird way, like they were two puzzle pieces finally coming to connect.

But no, Mamoru was hers. No girl, no matter how beautiful she is, will ever obtain her perfect man.

"HEY! I GOT THE KIDDIE POOL FOR THE SLIME!"

Naomi turned just in time to see some of the jocks filling up a small knee high pool with green gooey slime.

'EWW! That stuff takes forever to get out of your skin and clothes.'

As soon as the senior girl thought it, the faster a devious smile made its way to her lips.

Remembering what Minako had told her, Usagi began to draw little circles with her thumbs into the base of Mamoru's neck as they settled into a dancing position.

Her heart had burst into joy when he had accepted her invite to dance but now that it was happening, that she actually was going to slow dance with Mamoru, her stomach tied in knots and nerves started to take over her small body.

All of Minako's "Making Guys Fall in Love With You" lessons were suddenly getting harder and harder to remember. Especially when Mamoru placed his hands on her hips. She prayed that the illusion would be hiding her red face as she became more and more flustered.

'Hopefully I'm doing this right. Oh my god, what if he already hates this girl too? I can never win..'

"So, what is your name mysterious angel?"

Usagi literally jumped as Mamoru's voice cut through her panicking thoughts. She made the mistake of looking up and into his dark eyes, the baseball cap making them look even darker.

Usagi, the second she looked into those eyes, melted on the spot as their blues clashed together. The blonde realized she had never been this close to Mamoru without yelling or crashing into him.

His scent filled all her senses, causing her head to become a little dizzy and hazy. Her heart thumped against her chest as the realization that she was dancing with Mamoru dawned on her again.

The blue-eyed man gave her a confused and concerned look, making her realize that she probably looked like a deer in the headlights right now.

Finding her voice over the noise of her heart beating in her ears, she asked, "I'm sorry, what did you ask?"

He smiled, which didn't help her because it was one of those dreamy smiles, he restated his question, "I asked for your name. I don't think I've ever seen you before, and I'm guessing calling you angel wouldn't really work."

"Oh yea, I guess so," she cheered with a no doubt dumb smile. A blush stained her cheeks at the thought of him calling her angel.

"So, what's your name?"

Usagi froze, she did not think of this. To be fair, she didn't think she would even get this far in her plan.

'Okay, obviously I can't say Usagi. Think, think, think of a name that he wouldn't know that was fake! Maybe Luna? Ikuko? Naru? No, something not obvious! Oh my god, he's looking at me strange! Give him a name idiot! GIVE HIM A NAME!'

"Serenity!," she blurted out. The disguised blonde remembered that in her writing class they were learning about greek stories and one of them was about a moon goddess of the same name. It was pretty, elegant, and not at all associated with her real name.

"That's a beautiful name. I know that sounds corny but it's true," he laughed. When she had said it, Mamoru felt a small tug at his heart for some reason.

"Thank you. What's yours FBI agent?," she asked, keeping her voice light and controlled.

"Mamoru, I'm a senior at Azabu High School," he said. "What about you? How did you know about this party because I'm fairly certain you don't go to my school."

Her heart jumped as his small laugh warmed her insides. "One of my friends who goes to your school suggested I come with her. I don't really come to things like this often, I'm kind of a shut in," she joked. The girls and her had formulated a whole backstory for Usagi's alter ego, a backstory that would get the best reactions out of him.

Mamoru laughed in return. "Well I think you should get out more. Trust me, as a fellow shut in, sometimes going out and being social can be good sometimes. Someone close to me taught that."

Betraying him, his thoughts conjured up images of Usagi always calling him a bore and antisocial person, even though she never knew that her bright personality was slowly infecting him, thus making him a more open person, like right now.

Usagi felt her heart squeeze as she caught the underlying meaning of his sentence. 'Someone close, does he mean that he likes some-'

"HEY! ALL THE GUYS OUT THERE, BRING YOUR GIRL CLOSER! COME ON, SHARE THE SAME AIR LOVEBIRDS!"

Startled by the DJ's announcement, Usagi felt Mamoru tighten his hold on her narrow hips and bring her closer to his body. The blonde's body turned red further as she felt his puffs of breath on her forehead.

Bodies touching, Usagi was completely shocked to how good it felt to be in his embrace like this. But knew that this would be her only time with him like this.

At Midnight, she'll turn back into a pumpkin. Well Odango seems more fitting.

She was saddened by that fact, even if he were to fall in love with this alter ego she had created, he would never fall for Usagi, the real her.

The dark-haired man looked down to see a sad expression on the beautiful girl's small face. His heart tugged at the expression, himself started to feel sad as well.

Why was it so familiar being with her? Why did it feel so good to be with her? He had only felt this kind of lighthearted feeling with Usagi. The girl in his arms appeared to be a stranger but something was bugging him about her, like he should know her somehow.

An idea coming to mind he asked, "Do you want to play a quick game of 10 questions Serenity? Break the ice and such?"

"Umm, sure."

"Alright, let me see," he went on, "Have you ever been here, the arcade I mean."

Usagi was panicking in her mind as she started to build a profile of her ego. "Yes, I have been here before. I've actually seen you a lot of times here. You always sit by the counter with that one pretty girl."

Mamoru furrowed his brow. Had he seen her before, usually he keeps track of the regulars. He knows that he would definitely remember this girl.

"I've never seen you before, well I don't think I have but I'm sure I would have remembered, you know an angel."

They both let out laughs, the other feeling the vibrations of the laughs from their partner.

"Okay, so my turn. Who's that girl you always sit with? You guys can get pretty loud so it's hard not to notice you two. Friend? Classmate? Girlfriend?"

"Oh no, just a friend. Well she likes to call me her mortal enemy and nemesis but I call her a friend." 'Maybe one day I could change it to girlfriend..'

Usagi's heart warmed to hear that he at least didn't hate her, so that was a relief. But "friend" still stung in her heart.

"What school do you go to?"

"Oh Juban," Usagi spilled without thinking.

"Oh I know someone from that school district! That girl that sits next to me goes to the middle school."

The blonde gave a nervous smile as she looked in his playful eyes, "Small world!"

Suddenly the girl decided to have fun with this little game as they continued to rock back and forth.

"What was your first crush?"

Mamoru put on a thoughtful expression. "Probably Kotono Taki in the sixth grade. But I probably just liked her because she had those cool markers I always wanted to use. How about you?"

"The third grade, he was the kid in front of me. He had the most dazzling chestnut brown eyes and the most vibrant green boogers."

The pair chuckled at each other's ridiculous answers as the song they were dancing to was beginning to end. Usagi realized this and started to panic, she had to act fast if this was her only chance to be this close to him all night.

"You know to be completely honest," she began, "Ever since I first saw you, I kind of developed a small crush on you."

Mamoru felt his heart tighten at her confession. His feelings unfortunately belonged to someone else, someone who would probably never know that they held the man's heart in their hands. Someone who would probably laugh if he ever confessed to her.

"That's kind of you but-"

His words died on in his throat as he made direct eye contact with her very close blue eyes, very familiar blue eyes. For a second, his mind wondered if it was those blue eyes, the blue eyes that belonged to his blonde beauty.

Behind this mask, behind the beauty, was it Usagi? His eyes searched deeply in her blue depths, looking for the answer.

All of sudden, Serenity's scent met his nose, it was the smell of strawberries. Who else had the same exact smell of strawberries in their hair? Who else made him feel this light and happy by just being in their presence? All of a sudden, he saw the thing that the girl had been missing when she had first came in. The special thing he had only seen in Usagi.

'Could it be…'

Excitement traveled through Usagi's body as she held his eyes with her own. 'Mesmerize him with my eyes check, now the hard part….'

Confidence suddenly burst through her as she gathered her courage to do the final act that would "seal the deal." (Minako's words not hers)

No longer being able to take his intense stare into her eyes, Usagi raised herself on her tippy-toes, crashing her inexperienced lips onto Mamoru's partially parted ones.

She felt him immediately tense up and not respond which scared her as she moved her lips on his soft warm ones. Electricity shot through her as she worked her lips on his still ones, putting all her desperation and love in it.

His lips were soft, warm, so tender, so perfect just like she imagined and much more.

He still didn't kiss her back, still probably shocked at the sudden action.

But at that moment, as she kissed him, Usagi felt completely content and happy. For the past few months she had always wondered how it would feel to kiss his lips, the lips that would always be in a smug smirk or lopsided grin.

Being with Mamoru like this just made her feel so…...complete.

And then suddenly, for a second, she finally felt his soft lips respond to hers, slowly moving against hers in a hesitating way. Usagi felt her body heat rise, she felt excitement grow in the pit of her stomach as she returned the kiss even more. She might have just burst into tears of joy on the spot if it wasn't for the fact that she didn't want him to stop.

'He's kissing me back! I'm kissing Mamoru Chiba and he's kissing me back…...And my god it feels amazing…'

Mamoru was lost in his own lust-filled thoughts. When he had seen Serenity lean into him, he was about to stop her, tell her that he wasn't interested, he had feelings for someone.

But when her mouth had touched his, all common sense was propelled out of his mind, only the feel of her lips was registering in his mind. Her sweet tasting, soft lips that caused his entire body to be hot to the touch.

Mamoru had never felt anything like this with another girl, no where close to this heaven.

It was just too good to end, too electrifying, too…...right. This kiss felt so right.

The angel was in heaven (no pun intended) as she lip locked with the high school student, letting her arms wrap fully around his neck.

'This is amazing, wonderful, it feels so good, you're amazing Usagi…,' the dark-haired man suddenly felt reality crash into his lust filled mind as a painful realization came to him: there was no way that the girl he was kissing was Usagi no matter how similar they were.

'Odango would never, on her own free will, kiss me in any way like this. She would probably gag at the thought of holding my hand.'

He could never get over her, he realized. No matter who it was, his Odango would always be better.

All at once, guilt filled him in spades as he broke the amazing kiss, panting heavily at the lack of air. No matter how incredible it was, it would never be as amazing as Usagi.

No girl will ever be Usagi Tsukino.

Mamoru closed his eyes as he attempted to grab hold of his jumbled thoughts. 'I'm a jerk, an idiot, a douche, oh my god….'

"Wow," Usagi breathed out as she attempted to grab control of any coherent thought after the broken off mind-melting kiss.

When he opened his eyes, he felt guilt crash into him again as he saw the flustered and blissed out look on her face.

Mamoru searched for the right words but how could you find the right words for this. "I'm so sorry, I-I..

"No I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," the flushed girl said, an embarrassed smile appearing on her features.

"No listen, I don't want you to get the wrong idea," he breathed out, regaining his breath.

Usagi heard his words, but still gave a confused look at what he exactly meant.

"What?"

He took a deep breath before continuing, "I- that kiss was a mistake."

All the color and light drained from Usagi's face.

"You see, I have feelings for this incredible girl in my life and it-it," he stuttered, "just didn't feel right. I don't want you getting your hopes up for nothing, I'm so sorry, I'm a complete jerk I would have told you before if I knew."

The blonde felt her knees buckling under her as his hands left her sides and he took a step back, her heart cracked more and more as he went on.

"You're a great, beautiful girl. And I know that sounds so corny but it's so true. Any guy would be ecstatic to be with you I'm just not that guy. Someone else has my heart."

"Okay, I under-s-stand that," she murmured as tears pooled behind her eyes. His eyes said it all, the devotion and love in his eyes as he talked about this girl made it clear that he loved her. She knew that look in his eyes, it was the same one she held for him.

Mamoru felt his chest tighten at her downcast pained stare, realizing just how big this crush was. He tried to comfort her, he of all people knew how terrible it was to be involved in a unrequited love. "You're beautiful and wonderful Serenity, I mean you look like a real angel, I just-"

"No-o, it's okay." Usagi could have laughed at the irony of it all. She had done all of this just to hear him say that she was in fact beautiful but now that he was saying it, it was like her heart was being ripped out of her chest.

It was the fact that he was saying it out of pity.

"Serenity I-"

"No, it's okay. I'm not the girl that you like. I can understand t-that, you s-should be with the person you like or love. I'm so sorry over what happened, I didn't mean-I'm sorry."

By the end of her sentence, tears had already stained her cheeks as a sob she couldn't contain left her lungs. "I'm sorry," she breathed out as she pushed past him, ready to break out into a sprint out of the arcade.

Embarrassment and agony filled her heart as she pushed through dancing ghouls, witches, and vampires, her gleaming cape following her.

How could she be so stupid, of course he liked someone else, loved someone else by the looks of it. Someone who was probably the most beautiful, smart, sophisticated, breathtaking, older woman that she could never compare to. She was just silly Odango who had a childish crush on the high school senior.

'I'm an idiot, why did I ever think that he would actually fall in love with me! I am an Odango, an idiot, stupid, stupid, stupid!'

Usagi could hear distance calls of her fake name by Mamoru over the loud music. She couldn't face him so she ignored the calls and went more faster to lose him.

All this was for nothing, he was already taken, he made his choice over who got his heart and the girl that had it should know that she was the most luckiest person in the world to have Mamoru Chiba's heart.

'I'll never be that girl.'

Her tears blurred her vision and her heart pumped in her ears as she jogged through the crowds in her white flats. She never saw the nudge (shove) coming when an elbow shot out of nowhere and into her side very hard, sending the small girl flying in her left..

…...all the way into the kiddie pool of green slime.

The blonde yelped as she landed face first into the shallow pool of green substance, a big splash following the impact.

"Serenity!" Mamoru was able to push through the crowd and come to the girl's aid, having followed after her when he saw the broken look and tears on her delicate face.

He stepped into the pool with his big boots and grabbed the small form by her arms, pulling her up to the surface.

Usagi gasped as air entered her lungs. She felt strong arms pulling her up right, to her horror she saw it was Mamoru.

"Are you okay?," he asked frantically as he helped the completely slimed over girl out of the pool. The scene having caused a disturbance, most partygoers in the area had turned when hearing the splash.

"I'm fine," she coughed out as she found her balance on the floor, embarrassment once more filling her heart. She wiped at the slime on her face, her entire dress and wings were covered in it, and she no doubt knew that the first wall of her illusion was fading. Her long ponytail had come on done and was now dripping as well as tangled with the thick liquid.

As she looked back at the damn pool, Usagi's blood iced over when an object floated to the surface.

Not thinking, the green blonde turned back to Mamoru, her heart sinking when she saw the exact moment his eyes flashed shock and confusion.

Her mask had come off from the impact of the fall.

Mamoru's eyes focused on the now recognizable girl. The girl that he was in love with.

"Usagi?"

Ohhhh….cliffhanger! Again sorry about the delay on this chapter and I hope you liked it and it was worth the wait! Oh and if you need a visual, for the slime I was imagining like Nickelodeon Choice Awards slime! REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT! Next chapter (the conclusion) should definitely be out by this weekend or tomorrow. Again thank you for the reviews everyone and I hope to see that you guys liked the chapter! On to the conclusion!