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Karma- Words: 410

Mamoru Chiba didn't offer a genuine smile very often; as most things barely amused him definitely not made him happy. But he knew that could very well change today, he felt it in his bones. Karma owed him one.

"You jerk! You're just a lonely, pain in the butt!" The young blonde in front of him yelled out in her screechy, yet soothing voice. He only raised his eyebrow at her as he continued to sip at his coffee, pointedly ignoring her. He found it amusing that the more he ignored her, the louder she got.

"Usagi, if you continue to yell at me, I shall throw you over my shoulder and carry you out." The girl stopped her tirade for a moment, shocked that he had used her name for the first time in the first time she could think to.

"What did you call me?" He met her steady gaze wondering what it was he saw in the endless blue eyes.

"Usagi. That is your name, is it not, Meatball Head?" As suddenly as the storm calmed, it began again at the sound of the name she despised so much.

"Know what Mamoru jerk? I hope you fall in a puddle and mess up your ugly jacket!" She stormed and began to walk away from the dark haired man who suddenly smiled a genuine smile. Had Usagi seen it, she would have ran as far as she could, knowing nothing good could from it. As fate would have it, she missed the look as Mamoru suddenly stood up and grabbed Usagi's wrist. She looked at him fearfully, and he just smiled.

"Come with me Usagi." He said quietly but firmly. She shook her head furiously and he shrugged, letting go of her wrist. Just as she gave a sigh of relief, his arms caught around her waist and hoisted her up over his shoulder.

"Mamoru put me down! Right this instant mister!" She screamed, hitting his back as he strode briskly outside, where the sun was just coming out of the clouds, the rain that had been plaguing their city for days gone.

"You want to go down Meatball Head?" Not realizing what he was implying, she nodded her head.

"Yes Mamoru jerk, put me down!" She screeched, and he finally obliged, dropping her unceremoniously on her butt right into a puddle. He strode away laughing a heart felt laugh. For once, karma had paid the debt it owed, and if he were to die today, he would die a happy man.