A/N: This was hard to write, cause while I think most people can write lust, it's really hard to write it tastefully. I still think I failed at that, but I gave it a valiant try!
4g: Lust
Usagi sauntered into the Crown, instantly turning heads. She wore a royal blue bodice-like top laced up with black ribbons, and a rather short, pleated black skirt that had never been introduced to her knee-high black boots. Her lips were dark red, her hair out of its usual style and instead flowing enticingly around her shoulders and framing her face. She spied Mamoru at the counter, possibly the only male who hadn't noticed her, and grinned. She casually walked up to the counter, ignoring him, and leaned over onto her elbows.
"Motoki-kuuuun, be a dear and get me a vanilla shake." One glance to her side revealed a devastatingly shocked Mamoru. He openly stared, his mouth literally hanging open. After getting her milkshake from a stunned Motoki she turned to Mamoru, smiling innocently. "Why hello there Mamoru, I didn't see you!"
After several moments of stupor he finally found a squeak of a voice.
"U-Usagi you, um, look different today." A slow, devious smile spread across her face, and she leaned very close to whisper seductively into his ear.
"How do you like me now?" She sat back, enjoying his reaction and reached for her milkshake. With agonizing slowness she raised the straw to her mouth and–
"MINAKO!" Mina looked up from her narrative, surprised to see Usagi's shocked face poking out of her closet. "In no way is that ever going to happen, so get it out of your head right now! I don't like him, I'm not going to date him, and you're definitely not going to help me pick out any clothes in the near future!" Mina blushed a little as Usagi began rooting through her closet for an outfit to wear, muttering about Mina trying to make her look like a tramp.