"There you go Usako. Happy birthday," said Mamoru with a grin as he handed her the elaborate balloon bouquet. Paying the vendor, Mamoru took Usagi's free hand and teased her, "Better hold onto those tight now. That's your present."
Usagi forced a smile as she tightened her grip on the mass of helium filled balloons. They were beautiful, it was true, all pinks reds and whites, but they weren't the sort of gift she had been hoping for. Now Usagi, she chastised herself. It's a very sweet present, and he did just take you out for a very romantic dinner.
The walk back to Usagi's apartment was a pleasant one. It was a beautiful June evening, and the sun was just starting to set. "Oh Mamo-chan," Usagi began when they walked through the park by her apartment. "Why don't we sit here and watch the sunset?"
Mamoru looked torn for a minute before he returned, "No Usagi, it's getting late. I'm going to get you back to your place." Walking just a step in front of her so he did not have to see the disappointment on her face, Mamoru led her into her building and up to her apartment. Taking Usagi's keys from her hand, Mamoru unlocked the door and helped her inside, carefully arranging the balloons so they fit through the door.
When Usagi was standing in the middle of her living room, Mamoru took the balloons from her hand and let go of the strings. They floated upwards and the thin rubber began to pop as they hit the sharp stucco ceiling.
Usagi gasped as her birthday present was destroyed. "Mamo-chan," she began, but stopped when the lower balloons began to shower glitter and confetti down on her head. Looking up, she watched the last balloon hit the ceiling and burst, dropping a small object down on her head. It bounced off of her forehead and landed on the floor in front of her.
Mamoru knelt down carefully on one knee and picked the object up. Grasping her left hand, he held the sparkling ring up to her and asked, "Tsukino Usagi, will you marry me?"