"Look what I made!" said Usagi. She held up a blue and green striped pinwheel in her hand.
"It's so pretty, Usa-chan," said Naru. She didn't ask where her friend made the toy knowing full well it was in detention after yet another late arrival to her morning class. Naru was just happy to finally see Usagi in the park an hour after school had ended.
"What're you all spazzy about, Odango?" asked a familiar voice.
"Hey, Mamoru-baka," Usagi said without losing her enthusiasm. At this point, the insults the two had for each other felt more like pet names than verbal abuse. "Look, I made a pinwheel!"
"It's nice," he said. A breeze flew by and pinwheel whirled into action. The three watched it spin until a few golden strands flew towards its direction.
"Gah!" screamed Usagi, dropping the pinwheel. She grabbed at her hair, making sure none of it was tangled in the pinwheel.
"Aww," said Usagi. "I don't think I can keep it." She looked down at her toy while holding her hair at bay.
"You could always put up your hair," suggested Naru picking up the discarded toy.
"NO!" came the dual response.
Usagi and Mamoru looked at each other.
"I," said Mamoru, "just meant—you know, it's your hair style—right, your odangos make you, you know, you."
"Right," said Usagi with a shrug.
Naru perked her eyebrow up at the raven-haired man. Mamoru shrugged at her and folded his arms. He clenched his jaw tightly. No response was going to leave his lips.
"Naru!" exclaimed Usagi. "Do you want it? Your hair wouldn't get caught in it."
"Of course," said Naru. "You can see it whenever you come over." She held the pinwheel away from Usagi as she felt another breeze come in their direction. Glancing up at Mamoru, she asked, "Unless you want it, Chiba-san?"
"Nah," said Mamoru tugging at Usagi's hair as it flew in the wind. She looked up at him when she felt the tug. "I've got something even better that tells me when it's windy."