Drabble: #94
Theme: Fanclub
Words: 270
"You're a real jerk, you know that?"
Mamoru smirked. "That's not what the fan club tells me."
Usagi rolled her eyes as she looked at the several middle school girls clustered together in a nearby booth. They weren't even trying to hide the fact that they were staring! How rude, Usagi thought. Hey, is that one drooling?
He cleared his throat, an amused expression on his face. "What, no come back? Or were you just counting how many girls you'd have to fight to win me over?"
"As if, you big, fat jerk!" Usagi shouted, stomping her foot, insanely embarrassed. "I was just wondering how young they all were? You know whatever they're thinking; it's probably illegal and could land you in jail?"
Mamoru's expression turned thunderous. "How dare you!" he fumed. "I can't believe you think I would do something so low."
Usagi pointed her nose in the air and sniffed. "I didn't imply any one thing in particular. I'm sure holding hands would get you busted, since you look like a paedophile and all."
Mamoru clenched his car keys in his hand, wishing he could shove one right up the blonde's nostril. She just 'hmmph'ed happily and skipped away, glowing with pride at having won the match. All traces of her recent jealousy disappeared as she headed out the door. Motoki leaned over the counter, watching her exit the arcade. He craned his neck up to Mamoru's locked jaw.
"You know if you really did have a fanclub, she'd be the first to join, right?"
The raven haired youth suddenly laughed; all anger gone instantly. "Yeah, I know!"
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Carmen