Back with another drabble! This one has been revolving in my mind since the drabble Liar, actually. If you go back and read that drabble again, you'll definitely see the inspiration for this one. Usagi pouts when Mamoru pulls away, and the thought comes up that she doesn't know how to bring up a particular 'subject' with him. Well.... here's the subject. :P

(Oh, and this chapter is definitely rated T, just to be safe!)

Unforgettable Moments: 100 UsaxMamo Drabbles

#79: Naughty (3174 Words)


Tsukino Usagi was perturbed. She drummed her long, thin fingers against her school desk impatiently as she waited for her last class of the day to end. Her baby blue eyes rose from the wood of the desk to gaze up at the clock hanging on the stone wall. A dismal sigh escaped her lips as she watched the seconds tick by. There were twenty more minutes in hell left. And yes, Usagi thought to herself, high school could be fairly categorized as hell. It was a very fair conclusion to make.

But today, hell was even worse than usual. Because Usagi... well, she had some very complicated thoughts running through her blonde odangoed head. The girl's usual sunny disposition and cheerful, ringing voice were replaced with a dark, brooding silence. Her friends Makoto, Ami, and Minako had noticed her saddened mood, but they had all been hesitant to ask. It wasn't very often that Usagi was that quiet. As Makoto pointed out to the others, when Usagi was ready to talk to them, she would.

Finally, the final bell rang, and Usagi let out a grateful moan as she gathered her books together, dumped them in her school case, and trudged out of the classroom. None of her friends were in her final class of the day, so she walked out of the school alone.

At the gates to Juban High School, however, her friend Minako waited, waving one long arm at the girl with a chipper "Usagi-chan!" greeting. Usagi sent a tiny wave back to her blonde friend as she walked up to her. With long blonde hair tied back in a bright red bow and dancing blue eyes a lighter shade than Usagi's cerulean ones, Aino Minako wrapped an arm around Usagi's shoulders when the girl reached her. "We're meeting the others at the Fruit Parlor! Let's go!"

Usagi didn't have time to protest as the girl literally dragged her forward. She bit back a sighing protest and followed along.


When Minako and Usagi reached the CROWN Fruit Parlor, a favorite café and hangout situated above the CROWN Arcade in the downtown Azabu District in Tokyo, the rest of their friends were already gathered in the corner booth that the group usually occupied after school.

Usagi slid into the booth beside Hino Rei, a raven-haired priestess who went to a different high school than the rest of the other girls. Minako climbed over Kino Makoto, a tall brunette with caring green eyes, and plopped into the corner beside Mizuno Ami, a blue haired genius who currently had her face stuck in a book. Makoto rolled her eyes at Minako for her antics, who simply giggled.

Usagi finally let out the pent up sigh that she had been holding in, and she ducked her face into her arms. The other girls exchanged glances between each other. Rei reached out and put a hand on Usagi's shoulder. "Usagi-chan, do you want to tell us what's wrong?"

Usagi shook her head furiously, her head remaining in her arms. "I can't talk about it with anybody!" She wailed miserably.

"You can talk to us about anything!" Makoto reassured her, reaching across the table and patting the girl's head. "Ne, Usagi-chan...?"

Usagi peeked her eyes out of her arms at the smiling, green-eyed girl. "You guys promise you won't think awful things of me if I tell you?"

"We would never, Usagi-chan," Ami closed her book and set it on the table. "We're always here for you."

Usagi looked doubtful as she stared across the table at Ami. She bit her lip and drew blood as she began to gnaw on it nervously. "It's Mamo-chan."

"What did he do?" Minako asked, leaning over the table, her head resting in her hands with her elbows on the table.

"It's more about what he won't do." Usagi pouted, her face turning a bright red shade.

"What he... won't do?" Rei repeated in a confused tone, leaning forward to inspect Usagi's face.

"Mmm," Usagi mumbled.

"You're going to have to explain, Usagi-chan," Makoto prodded, which made Usagi sigh.

"Okay..." She glanced anxiously around at her friends. "Mamo-chan and I have been together for a while now, right?" The group nodded. "I mean, we've been through hell and back together! First we dealt with lost memories, then brainwashing, then lost memories again, then our future daughter showing up, then finding out we're king and queen in the future, then sickness on several occasions, and even death! So I mean, from a perspective, all those things should have made us a much stronger couple, right?"

"Well, I would say that you are a strong couple, Usagi-chan... so what's the problem?" Makoto tapped her forefinger against her lip.

Usagi's light skin turned such a shade of red that the girls around her were greeted with a reminder of Sailor Mars' flames lapping at a youma before it turned to ash. "Ano... well... you see..." Usagi started to twiddle her fingers together as she stared down at them. "Mamo-chan still won't... you see, he won't..." She peeked up. "He still won't go any farther than kissing me."

The four girls around her furrowed their brows and gave her confusing looks for about five seconds.

Then, out of the blue (literally!), a high pitched wail elicited from the blue haired girl sitting in the corner as she shot up out of her seat and pointed down at Usagi with a shaking hand. "U-u-sagi-ch-chan!" Ami stuttered, her shading matching Usagi's. "Tho-those are n-n-naughty thoughts!"

All eyes, at this point, had zoomed up at Ami with her startling outburst. Now the other three girls hit a realization and their eyes widened, whipping their heads back to Usagi. Minako reached up to Ami and, with a strong tug, pulled her back down into the booth, where the girl continued to stutter "n-n-naughty" over and over in her stupefied, horrified state of mind.

Usagi covered her red face with both of her hands, muttering. "I told you I couldn't tell you guys."

"No, no, Usagi-chan," Minako waved a hand airily, laughing loudly. "That's just Ami-chan!" She lowered her voice as she leaned over the table and cupped a hand over her mouth. "This kinda stuff scares Ami-chan, but I'm totally down with it, if you know what I mean."

"I don't want to know what you mean," Rei growled, pushing the girl off the table space directly in front of her so that the girl dropped back into her own seat. The violet eyed miko rolled her eyes and turned to Usagi. "Usagi-chan, why are you worrying about this now?"

Ami could still be heard in the background muttering "n-n-naughty" in a terrified whisper.

Usagi cleared her throat and tried to avoid eye contact with Ami... which was rather easy, considering that the girl was staring at the table. "I'm seventeen." She said, sighing. "I mean, when I was fourteen, of course we couldn't... um," she darted a glance at Ami, "do anything, but that was three years ago. I still think Mamo-chan is stuck in a place where he thinks I'm still really that young."

Makoto, swinging her leg back and forth, shook her head, her arms crossed across her well-endowed chest. "I disagree, Usagi-chan. I don't think it's that. I think it's that Mamoru-san is just such a gentleman."

"Or he really values your virtue," Rei commented, nodding her raven head. "Do you think he wants to wait till you're married?"

Usagi groaned. "Who knows when that will be? I mean, it could be the 30th century by the time we're married!" She started wailing. "I don't want to wait till I'm a thousand years old to have sex!"

"Shh, Usagi-chan!" Makoto scolded, noting that a few heads in booths around them rose. Usagi coughed uncomfortably. Ami let out a high pitched squeal of terror, her blue eyes zeroing in on Usagi. Minako clambered around in the booth to grab Ami and wrap her arms around her, patting her on the back.

"In any case, Usagi-chan... maybe you've just got to be bold," Rei gave her a wide grin.

"Bold," Usagi repeated woodenly, blinking her eyes.

"Have you ever... talked about it?" Makoto asked.

Usagi shook her head. "It's like a forbidden subject."

"Duh, that's your problem," The brunette said, with Minako and Rei nodding in agreement. Ami sat simply blinking by this point. She was reaching for her book as if it would save her from the terror in front of her.

"Just talk about it!" Rei cheered.

"I don't think that's good enough," Minako shook her head. "I say you just jump him!" Ami squeaked. Minako patted her back again. "It's okay, Ami-chan."

"Erm, apparently this is a forbidden subject around our Ami-chan," Makoto scratched her head.

Usagi slid out of the booth. "Arigatou, minna." She sighed. "I'll... try."

"Let us know how it goes!" Minako winked, flashing her a grin.

"Mmm," Usagi nodded once, and she gave Ami an apologetic smile. "Gomen nasai, Ami-chan."

Ami nodded her head with what looked like a strong effort. Usagi, biting her lip, turned and left the arcade. The other girls all turned to look at Ami.

"So, for future reference, do not bring up the s-e-x topic with Ami-chan," Minako cupped her hand over her mouth.

Rei and Makoto rolled their eyes. "Minako-chan, out of all of us, Ami-chan is the smartest one, right?" Rei sighed.

"Yeah?"

"And you actually think the 'spelling it out so they won't know' trick works around Ami-chan?"

"Well, if the shoe fits..."

"Minako-chan, that doesn't apply here!"

"It doesn't?"


"Mamo-chan, can I talk to you about something?"

"Mmm?" His glasses propped up on his nose, Mamoru looked away from the book in his hand to his girlfriend at his side. "What is it, Usako?"

The girl reached for the TV remote and clicked the television off. Mamoru raised a dark eyebrow as his blue eyes looked at the blank screen. It had to be serious if Usagi was going to miss her favorite animes...

She turned to him with a firm expression across her face and a harsh look in her blue eyes. Mamoru fidgeted slightly. What, had he suddenly turned into a youma for her to defeat?

"Mamo-chan, I want you to stop putting off this discussion!"

"Ah... what discussion, Usako?" Really. He had no clue what was going on in her dumpling head... he winced. It was a good thing he didn't say that out loud. She would really want to destroy him, youma style, then.

"We've been together a long time now, right?"

"Yes... close to three years now..."

"And in that time, we've become very close, right?"

"Yes..." Mamoru frowned and reached a hand up to scratch nervously at his black hair. "What are you getting at, Usako?"

Usagi took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Rei had always taught her to focus her mind before taking on any challenge. It was helpful to meditate on your plans before you acted, she would say. Taking another swift breath of air, the girl opened her eyes again, blinking them at her confused boyfriend. "I want us to talk about taking... another step in our relationship."

"Step?" Mamoru was as confused as ever.

"Yes." Usagi nodded. "I don't know if you realize it, but you've barely done anything more than kiss me!"

And for the second time that day, someone jumped up, gasped, and stared at her as if she was growing horns out of her skull. Usagi sighed. Since when had her boyfriend turned into the male counterpart of the very demure Ami?

Oh yeah. That was why they'd never talked about it or brought it up before. He was overmodest about everything!

Chewing on her lip, Usagi stared up at her boyfriend while she waited for a response. He stared for a very long time, his stormy blue eyes wide and terrified. Was he seriously wearing a 'deer caught in headlights' expression? ….yeah, he was. Usagi clapped a hand to her forehead.

"Usako," Mamoru started pensively, slowly sitting down in the corner of the couch far, far away from her. "Those are... not thoughts you should be having..."

Usagi sighed and leaned back into the sofa. "I'm seventeen, Mamo-chan; I don't see why not."

"Erm... because." The tall man looked flustered.

"Because why?"

"Because... ano..." Searching for words, the man fought the worse part of him that was telling him to go ahead and give in to what the girl was asking. It would be the easier thing to do... he sighed and forced the thoughts back. "Because they're... naughty thoughts."

Since when had Ami and Mamoru both decided she was five years old and they had to use words like 'naughty' on her? The girl stood up. Mamoru suddenly found himself cornered when she was standing directly in front of him, her arms crossed across her chest. "Chiba Mamoru," she said, leaning down to him until her nose was pressing against his, "I will have whatever naughty thoughts I like." There! Makoto, Minako, and Rei would be proud of her boldness!

The man literally gulped. She felt victorious at the look in his eyes. Had she finally won out over the gentlemanly Mamoru? He cleared his throat noisily when she didn't move. "Ano... Usako, I don't think you... realize what you're asking of me..."

Usagi suddenly plopped in his lap, causing him to gasp. Her arms still crossed, she turned to him. "I fully realize what I'm asking."

"You're still seventeen."

"I've been at marriageable age since last year. Totally legal*."

"You're trying to kill me, you know that?"

"I'm trying to make you happy, too, you know, Mamo-chan."

"I'm perfectly happy as we are!"

"Do you seriously want to wait till the 30th century?!"

"Who says we'd wait that long?"

"At the rate you're going..."

Mamoru suddenly sighed and stood up, scooping her up in the process. She squealed in surprise when she realized she was completely off the ground. Mamoru was shaking his head at her, but he walked into the bedroom with her and she squealed again when she dropped on the bed. Blinking, she sat up. Mamoru was rummaging in the nightstand by the bed, and she stared at him. Was he looking for...? Oh God, was he really going to... now?! She hadn't been expecting him to want to tonight! She fought back a gulp. She wasn't prepared for this now... she hadn't gotten herself in over her head, had she?!

He obviously found what he was looking for, because he slammed the nightstand drawer shut and turned toward her, reaching his arm out toward her. She was wincing, but then she blinked when she noticed what he was holding.

She looked up at him. "What's this?"

He shrugged. "I had a plan, Usako. Open it."

With a shaking hand, she reached out and took the envelope in his hand. Slipping it open, she reached inside and took out two tickets. She furrowed her brow and she looked up at him for explanation. He sighed and sat on the bed beside her. He placed a hand on her pale face, smoothing his thumb over her cheek.

"They're for us. For your eighteenth birthday." He said softly. "I thought we would take a trip north... see parts of Japan you haven't before."

Her eyes wide, she looked down at the tickets in her hands, dumbfounded. "But I don't—"

"We would be alone, Usako."

Realization dawned on her and her eyes widened. She let out a small "oh."

He laughed lightly. "Your surprise is ruined now, but..."

"Mmm," Usagi shook her head. "Mamo-chan..." She looked up at him, a blush staining over her face. "Nothing is ruined."

Mamoru looked at her for a long moment. "Usako... I just didn't want to..." He sighed, turning his head away from her. "I just didn't want you to be an adult in every way until you really were an adult." He ran a hand through one of the long strands of hair flowing down her back. "You're the oldest teenager I know, in reality with our pasts and in what you've had to face in the past three years. This was something where you... are still innocent."

"I see," she murmured. "As always, you're protecting me. You don't have to protect me from you though, Mamo-chan."

"I do. It's my job," he chuckled, shaking his head. "Sometimes I feel like I don't really do such a good job, but in this, I was going to succeed until you were eighteen."

Usagi launched herself into his arms, laying her head on his chest as his arms circled around her. "Mamo-chan."

He laughed lowly, and she felt the vibration in his chest. She smiled, closing her eyes. "You'll have to wait a few months longer, Usako. I won't back down on this."

"Mmm," she nodded against him. "I would have waited forever, Mamo-chan..."

"Really? You seemed pretty upset about waiting till the 30th century..." his voice was teasing, and she pulled back to look at him with her nose scrunched.

"Only cause you never talk about it."

"Part of the letting you be a teenager while you can..."

"This protecting me thing gets old sometimes, Mamo-chan."

He laughed, and she smiled, leaning against him again. After a few long minute of silence, where she simply laid against him, listening to his heartbeat, she sighed and pulled back.

"I need to get home. And I need to stop by Ami-chan's first."

"Ami-chan?"

"Mmm," she nodded. She coughed. "My naughty thoughts scared Ami-chan to death earlier, and I want to check and make sure she's okay..."

"You told the girls?! Oh, dear God... do you girls not keep anything from each other?!"

"Not really."

"Meaning that in the future..."

"Oh yeah, they'll know."

"All the more reason to wait for your nineteenth birthday..."

"Mamo-chan!"

"Kidding, kidding..." He leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on her lips. "Go see Ami-chan and make sure she's not catatonic."

She giggled. "I love you, Mamo-chan."

"Apparently not as much as you want me, though..."

"Mamo-chan!"

"Kidding, kidding... I love you, Usako."


Another long one, but I'm really a stickler for details and things. I don't like stories without well rounded details. :( So I'm sorry if there are too many little details and things, but it's the way I write, lol. Hope you all liked, and I'd really like to continue this one with the 'trip' later. I'll be thinking about that for the next drabble, so look for that!

*Btw, age for marriage with consent is 16 in Japan. Looked it up juuuust to be on the safe side. Lol.

Hope I wasn't too hard on Ami-chan in this drabble!! I really do love Ami-chan, lol. Remember the SuperS episode where Minako-chan is "two-timing" and Ami sits in the booth going "t-t-t-t-two..." That was totally what I was going for, lol! Ami is just... kawaii!!

Please review!! I really appreciate them; they make me write better cause they make me happy..... bad bribery? No? Heh...