Usagi and Mamoru
Signs of Affection
100 Drabbles
Eleven - Past
Words - 247
"Do you remember that time..." Motoki began.
After that Mamoru mostly tuned him out. He nodded and laughed in the appropriate spots but didn't really pay attention to what his friend was saying. He disliked revisiting the past with Motoki, even if it was recent events. It only served to remind him that before he had met Motoki, his first friend, he basically had no past. Just the cold orphanage, no happy memories there, and before that... nothing.
The past was not a place he enjoyed lingering. He had big plans for the future but they were mostly general ideas of where he would like to go. Too much could change in an instant, he had learned as a child, to plan much beyond tomorrow. At that moment a blond head intruded into their conversation.
"No way!" Usagi shrieked, "Mamoru did not really say that!"
Motoki nodded with a grin, "He did."
Crystalline blue eyes turned to him in question and, as happened each time those eyes met his own, images from the past welled up uncalled. Memories of every meeting between the Odango and himself rushed to the front of his mind; every collision, every random object unknowingly tossed at his head, every argument, every quiet, awkward moment when they had nothing to fight about. Every time bright sapphire eyes met dark cobalt he remembered.
"Yes," he said, quietly, "That's what happened."
