Hey everyone!

i feel so bad for not updating earlier! i have had so much on in terms of school work...yr 12 sucks butt.

Thankyou to my lovely editor Kiweee for reading this and checking for mistakes and also to YamiNirina who reminded me to update this story in her really nice review. And thankyou to all of my readers for reviewing so far!

And now for the legal stuff:

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon

Mamoru walked dazedly out the door with the snow squelching around him as he passed through the iron and steel jungle known as downtown metropolitan Tokyo.

'Oh crud' he thought as he wandered down the pathway.

He didn't know where he was going. His feet walked whilst his heart led to his favourite destination- the Minamiza Park Rose Gardens.

Meanwhile, Usagi sat on a bench in Minamiza Park with her school case at her feet and her head in her hands. Tears fell down her cheeks and spilled out onto the ground around her. Mamoru had cut her deep inside.

The man in question, who now stood at the entrance to the park with people giving him weird glances in all directions, watched Usagi with a great deal of regret and remorse over his cruel words. He squelched along the footpath as he managed to walk closer, but he didn't care. All he cared about was apologising to Usagi.

'Oh Usako,' he thought, 'What have I done?'

Mamoru felt anger at himself well up inside until he burst out with,

"I'm such an idiot!"

A man standing nearby nodded sincerely, agreeing wholeheartedly with the comment until Mamoru turned abruptly and glared at him. The man shrunk away from the glare and walked off.

Mamoru watched the stranger leave and then continued in his long journey to bench Usagi now occupied- even though it was only about 4 metres away.

He reached the bench what seemed like hours later. Remains of pink milkshake stained his hair, snow and dirt streaked his once immaculate black shoes and his eyes were darkened with shame. His heart cried out to the sobbing Usagi- crying out all the words he could not bring himself to say such as,

'I'm sorry I was such a bastard! Please forgive me! I cannot live without you anymore! Come back to the arcade!'

He walked around the bench and stood in front of her, watching her cry- his heart breaking over the fact that he had caused this. Her pain was a result of his actions.

Below his tall frame, Usagi brought her knees to her chest. Her brain spun around inside her head with millions of questions. She had tried so hard and she could not understand why he would not accept that. She was crying so hard now that she didn't hear a set of feet suddenly come to a squishy halt in front of her. She sat and cried until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"M…Motoki?" she sniffled

Mamoru's face contorted with amusement. She thought that Motoki had followed her! He wanted to make a comment, but he also did not want to spoil the moment again.

"Err…no…it's me, Mamoru." He whispered to her.

Usagi's sobs immediately stopped. Her head jerked upwards and she stared at him- her cerulean eyes darkening dangerously.

"What are you doing here?" she asked rudely

Mamoru looked surprised at her tone.

"Well, number one, it's a free park and I can come here whenever I want and number two, I felt bad about what I said earlier. I was…"

Usagi stopped him in his tracks.

"Are you finally going to admit that you are wrong?" she asked

Mamoru sighed.

"Yes." He replied, "I was wrong, Usagi. I jumped to a conclusion too quickly and I am deeply sorry."

He hoped that his well-thought out apology would be enough, but Usagi continued to stare at him and then her evident anger became words in the blink of an eye.

"Sorry? SORRY? You get angry at me, tell me to leave the arcade because I'm a failure and don't belong there and, when I finally blow everyone's socks off with my results, YOU accuse ME of cheating! Do you think that the word 'sorry' is going to help? Did you really think that, as I sat here, crying my eyes out because of what YOU said, that 'sorry, Usagi' would make me feel better? Well, let me tell you something, Chiba Mamoru! It doesn't! It really doesn't! You and your stupid intellect! I…I…I hate you!"

Mamoru's jaw dropped. Now all their bickering had come to this…she was unwilling to forgive him for his dastardly behaviour. He then tried to salvage the situation.

"Usagi, I really am sorry! I was stupid and didn't mean it. I feel like such a baka for saying it! Please…Usagi…please forgive me?"

Usagi just continued to stare straight through him. The sparkle in her eyes was gone. Mamoru's hope died as soon as he saw those eyes and he watched her slowly stand up as he moved backwards to allow her to pass.

"I'll just have you know, Mamoru, that I may be stupid when it comes to school work, but I am not stupid when it comes to apologies. I know that you will take this back and will continue to call me 'Odango Atama'. I have made a decision not to forgive you UNTIL I have proof that you are sincere and stop calling me 'Odango Atama'.

Mamoru looked at her in outrage.

"What? Is your brain made from odangoes? Can't you see, over your self-righteous pride, that I have apologised? Usagi, you baka, you drive me nuts!" he yelled, suddenly pulling her into his arms and leaning down to kiss her.

Usagi felt her lips lock briefly with those of Mamoru's and jumped back. She pulled her arm back and slapped him across the face- shaking him out of his shocked reverie.

"WHAT THE?" she yelled, "BAKA! YOU JUST STOLE MY FIRST KISS!"

Mamoru just stood there, looking like a deer trapped in headlights. He was just as stunned at his brazen act. What the hell had possessed him to do that?

"Err…Usagi…I…"

"DON'T SAY IT!" she yelled, "Just leave me alone!"

And with that, she stomped away, leaving Mamoru standing stock still- and with no idea on how he could fix this new problem.

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