Drabble: #19

Theme: Liar

Words: 621

"Sailor Moon told me so!"

"You're such a liar, Odango." Mamoru accused.

"I am not!" Usagi stomped her foot for emphasis.

"Get real," he advised her in return. "Since when has anyone heard of Sailor Moon stopping by a random little school girl in the street and giving her advice?"

Usagi was slowly turning red as she bottled up her anger. She was not going to shout, she was not going to make a scene, she was not going to smack the upperclassmen silly...

"Since now!" she snapped, glaring up into his eyes.

He began to walk away, and Usagi felt it was her duty to follow him. She would not rest until this was cleared up. Suddenly, inspiration hit the girl, like a basketball to the face.

"I'm going to find her and make her tell you herself!" she shouted gleefully at the retreating back of her nemesis. He only laughed and waved a hand in the air to acknowledge her. Usagi quickly scampered off into the bushes of the park they were passing, calling loudly as she went.

"Sailor Moon? Sailor Moon! It's your friend Usagi Tsukino! Where are you?"

When she was positive she was out of his hearing range, she thrust her hand into the air. "Moon Prism Power!"

Once the bright lights and the spinning sensation dulled, Sailor Moon raced away again, dodging between the many trees like a professional. Once she had finally gotten the lead on her poor, unsuspecting victim, she leapt onto the footpath, nearly causing the man to have a heart attack. Not that she would have minded.

"Sailor Moon!" he gasped with wide eyes, a hand over his chest.

She folder her arms and walked smugly towards him. "So Usagi tells me you didn't believe her when she said I gave her some advice. She says you called her a liar."

Mamoru gulped. Usagi had been telling the truth. "Um... Uh... Er..." he stammered.

"May I leave a piece of advice for yourself then?" she asked sweetly, sashaying towards him. All he could do was nod; she didn't know he was Tuxedo Kamen, did she? "I think I'll repeat some of Usagi-chan's words of wisdom." She patted his shoulder with a patronizing smile. "Why don't you get rid of that blazer, hmm?"

"What's wrong with my blazer?" he asked, offended. Sure, many people commented on it, saying how unusual it was. But they'd never said outright that it was bad! Except Odango, that was.

"And, while you're at it," she continued, with her hand still sitting on his shoulder. She leaned in closer, her breath tickling his ear - Christ, he was going to have a hernia. "Why don't you apologise to the nice young girl you called a liar? It's not her fault you're so... disbelieving."

She

retracted her hand and gave him a slight wave before bounding off into the protection of the trees in the park.

He continued on his way home in a stunned trance. That conversation had made absolutely no sense at all.

The next day, he was sitting at the arcade counter with a coffee in hand, recounting his story for Motoki. Usagi entered through the automatic doors just as he reached the tail end of his adventure.

"That's what Sailor Moon told me! She doesn't like my b

lazer!"

"You're such a liar, Baka."

"I am not." He turned to her, staring at her in amazement. "You went and got her, and got me in trouble!"

"Get real," she mocked him with his own words from the previous day, turning to Motoki to ask. "Since when has anyone heard of Sailor Moon stopping by a random snooty upperclassman in the street and giving him advice?"

A little random, yes - but I love those 'Oh you got TOLD!' moments where you throw someone else's words back in their face. So, there!

xx

C