I came up with this one, like many of my other ones (you should be able to pick them out from the others without too much problem), at the ungodly hour of 3 or 4 a.m., when my brain suddenly decides to rebel into overdrive and send me literally flying over to the desk by my bed, scribbling away notes like a madwoman. So that would explain my, erm, different take on this theme (or at least, I'd like to think it's different—I guess I might not be as original as I thought, though). I've been worried, especially since I had a lot of trouble with "Kiss."

Thanks again to everyone who's been reviewing. I can't tell you how encouraging your support is! I hope you enjoy this one as well!

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100 Themed Drabbles

Ala Verity

9. Button (Word Count: 689)

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"Push the button."

"No."

A moment of silence. Then…

"Just push the gosh-darn button, Mamoru."

"No thanks, I don't think I will," came the nonchalant male reply, followed by the sound of Usagi's feet tapping impatiently on the floor.

"If you haven't noticed, we've been standing in this elevator for nearly four minutes now."

"I didn't know you could read a watch, Odango. But I'll survive."

"I won't!" Usagi huffed, turning narrowed eyes on her companion. "So will you just push it already?!"

"No-ope."

"Alright, that's it," Usagi warned, rolling up her sleeves. "You asked for it, bub."

"Actually," he pointed out smartly, "my name's Mamor—ACK!"

Poor "Mamorack" barely saw what hit him next.

WHAM. 115 pounds of angry junior-high school girl collided into him with the force of a bullet train.

'Whoever said being swept off your feet was a metaphor for love,' Mamoru thought grimly as a pair of odangoes slammed into his chest and lifted him clean off the ground, 'has clearly never been attacked by a humanoid rabbit before. OUCH, that one's going to leave a bruise.'

And they both went tumbling to the floor, where a frenzied struggle ensued over the fateful elevator button.

"Argh—geroff, Odango!" Strange. He could see his heels soaring straight over his head, but he wasn't feeling the lovin' just yet.

"YOU JERK—! I'm going to KILL you!" Neither, apparently, was she.

"Ahhh!" Definitely not a moan of ecstasy, that was for sure.

"Eeps! My hair, you creep!"

"OW! That's my hand, you little brat!"

'Head over heels?' Mamoru thought bleakly to himself as Usagi's claws sent his shirt buttons flying everywhere. 'More like head, over heels, over limbs, over hands, over face, over flying hair, over lips—'

Urk! …Lips?

Breathing heavily, Mamoru realized too late that in all the brawling and biting, his face had somehow ended up mere centimeters from her own. His wide eyes strayed of their own volition to her pink, soft lips. Neither of them moved. And it was in that blissful silence that it finally hit him.

God, she was beautiful.

With a sudden surge of determination he had never dreamed of possessing, he reached a hand behind her head and pulled her in close, his eyes closing fast, the distance between them closing even faster, all breathing virtually forgotten as their steamy kiss—

As their steamy, just-about-to-happen kiss was interrupted by a soft click.

Followed by a…

Thump! That was the sound the cane made when it fell, unheeded, to the floor.

The old man standing in the doorway stood, staring agape at the two lovers lying interlocked on the elevator floor, legs tangled, her hand lovingly mid-caress on his face, his own wound up tightly in her golden locks, her hair spread just about everywhere. And to top it all off with a cherry, the young man's now-buttonless shirt had already come halfway undone.

None of them so much as blinked. After what seemed an eternity, the doors began to close again in aching slowness, until they finally shut with a resounding clunk.

They both stared, dumbfounded, at the iron doors. Then reality hit. And so did Usagi.

BAM!

"Stupid!" Usagi yelled, smashing the heel of her hand against his jaw where it had been groping—er, stroking just a moment earlier. "You just made me look like a total skank!"

"And you just made me look like the most idiotic man on Earth," Mamoru conceded, pulling at her hair, "because only the world's biggest fool would fall for you!"

She kicked up from under him, and he howled with pain. "Ew! You're not—falling for anyone! EW! Not not NOT!"

And for what seemed like ages, they continued to fight, bite, and scratch inside the elevator, shut off from the rest of the world, over the long-forgotten button.

Outside, the old man shook his head and smiled benignly as he listened to the grunts, groans, and even the occasional moan coming from the elevator. And he thought wistfully to himself as he moved to take the stairs, 'Ahh, how good it must feel to be young again!'

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I just do the darndest things, don't I? Eight chapters and they're still kissing-virgins. Jeesh! It'll happen soon, I promise! So don't kill me if they're not together yet, because then you won't have any drabbles to read and they'll never get together that way…! Please?

Just drop me a note, okay? I hope you liked it! Did you like the double-use of the button theme?! Yeeheeheehee!

Er, and just to put things into perspective, I don't know why Mamoru wouldn't push the button, either. Probably just to irk Usagi. Eh! Men.

Cheers! Ala Verity