AN: So I completely forgot to post these, but here are the last few drabbles I managed to finish for this year's Anniversary Challenge. If you have the time, please do head over to UsakoMamoru (communitydotlivejournaldotcom/usakounderscoremamoru) to vote for your favorites. There are TONS of wonderful drabbles that make mine look lame in comparison. And also check out the icons (which I did finish all 35 of) as well.
And a very belated thank you to homicidalglare for pointing out my posting error. Appliance now contains the correct drabble.
Lol, and I think my notes may be longer than the drabble itself. Sorry, I'll shut up now.
Standard Disclaimers Apply
China
140 words
"Usagi, do you think Motoki would actually like you that way?" Mamoru whispered, his mouth lightly brushing the golden strands of Usagi's hair. He had caught the girl's eyes honed in on the oblivious arcade owner with a slightly dreamy look on her face and found the need to draw her attention away from his blond friend.
"Wh-what are you talking about! And why not?" Usgai twitched in surprise.
Mamoru shrugged. "It's clearly obvious. Just look at you," Mamoru replied, although the way his eyes gleamed as he looked at Usagi said otherwise.
"Well, no girl in all of China would like you!" Usagi screeched, her face flushing in anger.
"That's fine, as long as a certain girl in Japan likes me." As Usagi watched Mamoru walk away, she couldn't deny how much she wished she was that one girl.