An: Wow I realised this is a short story that I managed to write within two days and post in one. Oh well. Hope you enjoyed it :)


Saturday afternoon rolled in and Motoki was serving customers as usual. The kids were playing games per usual. And as per usual, his favourite two people were 'discussing'. He rolled his eyes. Even though they had been dating for nearly a week now, they still acted like their normal selves arguing. He had thought that maybe when they got together they would stop all this banter but it was all because of that stupid pool table and their bets.

"MAMO-CHAN! You lost!" Yelled the long haired blonde standing by the table with the cue stick in her hand.

"But Usako, can't we have a rematch? I don't want to lose." Mamoru half ran his hand through his black hair.

"I didn't want to bet. But you insisted. I'm pretty sure as well, Motoki would have told you not to let me break even though that doesn't really make that much of a difference. But now that I've won five times in a row, now you want to back out?!"

"I really did think I was going to win though." Mamoru pouted. (AN: Yes. He pouted)

"What was the bet this time?" Asked Motoki as he approached the couple with a chocolate shake in one hand and a black coffee in another.

"If he won, I would let him off the hook from the free shakes but if I won, he has to really have dinner with my family and papa." replied Usagi putting the cue stick on the table. She took the shake off Motoki.

Motoki shook his head in bewilderment. Will his best friend ever learn? "Like I said before Mamoru, you can borrow my vest." He chuckled as he gave Mamoru his coffee then walked back to the counter.

THE END.