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Usagi walked through the park picking the flowers along the way. She had a bouquet of daises and black-eyed Susans and was currently making her way through the Forget Me Nots when she spotted Mamoru up head. He was talking to a tall, brown haired woman.

The woman kept brushing her hand on his shoulder—and Usagi took note of how the woman was nearly as tall as Mamoru so there was no need for her to reach high as Usagi would have had to do. While the woman seemed to be enjoying the conversation what with her big smile, Usagi took note of how Mamoru was trying to inch away from the woman's hand as she kept raising it touch him.

"And the show case is only on display for a short while," said the tall woman, reaching again for Mamoru, "so if you would like to go—"

"Well, I'm not sure if I'm terribly interested in hair styles throughout the world—"

"But how different cultures influence each other is astounding," she said.

"Yes, I can understand that, but…"

Mamoru looked around hoping for some sort of savior. And he found it in blonde holding her bouquet of flowers.

"Usagi!" he screamed out to her.

The blonde turned to look at him hearing her name. He motioned for her to come closer. Curious of what he wanted, she walked up to the pair.

"What do you want—"

"Darling!" Mamoru said loudly, cutting off Usagi. He pulled her to his side. "Are these for me?" he asked looking at her flowers.

"Wha—"

"They're lovely!" he said, holding onto her hand so they both held the flowers. "Sorry, I really can't go," he said to the tall woman, "but my girlfriend and I—"

"Girlfriend?" asked the woman.

Usagi struggled in his arms. "What do you mean girlfr—"

"Yes, girlfriend. Settle down, darling," he said pulling Usagi closer. He bent down to nuzzle her neck. "Just play along, Odango," he whispered, "I'm begging you."

"I wasn't aware you were dating anyone, Chiba-san," said the tall woman. She looked down at Usagi as if to ask what the raven haired man could ever see in the blonde.

"Well, he is," spoke up Usagi looking up at the tall woman. "And we're madly in love and really happy." Usagi lifted her chin slightly while staring at the woman. The blonde snuggled closer to Mamoru. She felt him wrap his arm around her middle.

"Oh, so happy!" exclaimed Mamoru. He gently scratched the side of Usagi's head. She unknowingly leaned in to his touch.

"Well, I'm sure your girlfriend wouldn't mind if I stole you away for an afternoon," said the tall woman, refusing to give up. "It's only for this Thursday."

"I don't know…" said Usagi wondering what she was supposed to say. How was going to fight for her man? And when did she start thinking of Momoru as hers?

"I don't know," repeated Mamoru, "since Thursday is our anniversary. One blissful year of being together." The lie came far to easily for him. He could almost imagine living with the blonde. "We're planning on going to a chocolate factory."

"I like chocolate!" chimed in Usagi. She nuzzled further into Mamoru. She held up the flowers for him and he leaned down to catch their scent.

"Mmm," he murmured, smelling the flowers.

The tall woman give a small good bye to the pair before strutting away in a huff.

Mamoru reluctantly let go of the blonde, and Usagi turned to face him. She looked down at the flowers before looking up at him.

"So," said Mamoru, looking at blonde. His cheeks were slightly pink. "Are we on for this Thursday?"

"Wha—this Thursday?" she asked.

"The chocolate factory."

"Right," she said, fidgeting with the stems of the flowers. "You don't have to—"

"Well, you did save me out of a pretty big jam," he said.

"A pretty tall one," said Usagi remembering the woman's height.

"Yeah," he said with a laugh, "so I kind of owe you one."

"Right," she said, looking away. As much as she would've liked to go, she didn't feel right going on these terms. "It wasn't a big deal, so you don't have to—"

"Yeah, but if she catches me without you on Thursday…" he left the thought unfinished.

"Right," replied Usagi.

"And it would be nice to go," he said.

"Hmm?"

"With you, I mean," he said.

She looked up at him in surprise.

"You want to go with me?"

"Yeah," he said. "This Thursday. Chocolate factory. You and me; it would be nice"

"I like nice," she said a little dazed.

"Nice is good," he said nodding his head.

"And it's because of that psycho girl," she said a bit too quickly.

"Right," said Mamoru with a small smile. "Need to get away from the psycho girl."

"And-and because chocolate is good."

"Chocolate is always good," the raven haired man said with a nod.

"See," said the blonde, "that's what I've been trying to teach you since we met: chocolate is always good."

"Yeah?" he asked, taking her hand in his.

"Yeah."

They walked out of the park together, side by side, hand in hand.