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Theme #37: Pocketknife

Words: 1281

Chick Flick

"What is it?" Rei asked taking a seat on the cushioned booth before sliding over to let Ami in.

"Do you think it's dangerous?" Usagi whispered wide eyed as she took the seat on the end next to Makoto.

Makoto experimentally poked the peculiar gadget before quickly withdrawing her hand. When it didn't explode she cautiously picked it up and turned it over in her hands in an effort to examine it from every angle. She quickly became bored, decided it was not dangerous, and tossed if over to Ami who fumbled it before clasping it firmly in both hands.

"It seems to be made of some sort of metallic alloy and a hard synthetic material," the bluenette explained moving 'it' closer and then further away from her eyes, "there also appear to be some depressions…"

Ami's lecture was cut short when Minako snatched the strange device from the female genius and began to fiddle with it. A few seconds later a tragic event occurred.

"Ahhh," Minako's screech of pain echoed throughout the Arcade causing the other customers to stop whatever they were doing to turn and look at the wailing blonde.

"I broke a nail," she sobbed and shoved the offending mysterious object towards Usagi.

Usagi eyed the bizarre item warily as Mina mourned her wasted manicure, and the other clientele returned to their food and conversations. Slowly Usagi picked 'it' up and after a quick inspection she noticed something that not even Ami had perceived.

"Hey guys," Usagi began excited about her discovery.

"Don't worry Mina, you can barely notice it," Matoko attempted to cheer up the senshi of love.

"But you can notice it," Mina continued to cry hiding her hand within her long hair.

"Guys," Usagi tried again.

"…and tomorrow I had a date with this really cute boy who sits behind me in homeroom. How can I go with a disfigured nail?"

"You know your nails grow extra fast, just like Usagi's hair," Rei comforted patiently, "by tomorrow it'll be back to normal."

"Guys!" Usagi cried in frustration.

The four girls turned to their friend various degrees of shock registering on their faces. It was not often that Usagi raised her voice, unless she was whining of course.

"Whoa Odango, don't blow a gasket," Rei muttered.

Usagi pouted at the priestess who flushed under the shorter girl's cerulean gaze. "Look there's an 'M' on the thing-y…"

"Well that could stand for anyone," Ami sighed.

"Minako."

"Matoko."

"Motoki."

"Mamoru," Usagi said at the same time as a deeper voice, causing all the girls to jump, though the pig-tailed leader jumped the highest.

"Good afternoon ladies," Chiba Mamoru bowed his head slightly, "it appears you have something that belongs to me."

He gently plucked the object out of a blushing Usagi's fingertips, and bowed once again a smug smirk on his face.

"Oh, by the way," Mamoru said carelessly flipping open one of the blades and then snapping it shut with a loud click, "It's called a pocketknife."

Then he gracefully turned on his heel and smoothly strolled away. As one the five girls released breaths they had not realized they'd been holding, except for Ami.

The Mercurian stared at the space the handsome man had previously occupied, then to the spot the pocketknife had lain. Her forehead was scrunched in thought as if trying to solve a difficult math equation.

"It should be illegal for a man to be that handsome," Minako said, finally breaking the silence with her breathless comment.

Rei and Makoto nodded slowly in agreement.

Usagi pretended to gag.

"How can you even think of Mamo-Baka that way," she squeaked.

"Well he does have beautiful dark hair…"

"…gorgeous blue eyes…"

"…an amazing body."

"If you all like him so much why don't you date him?" Usagi rolled her eyes at her friends, "I'm sure his ego's big enough for three girlfriends."

Mina shook her head and sighed in mock dejection. "He's already taken."

"By who?" Usagi asked. She was so surprised by Mina's comment she did not even try to conceal the jealousy in her voice. She also did not notice the look exchanged by her three friends.

"They make a really cute couple too," Makoto added a devilish grin on her face as she winked at Rei.

"Who? Do I know her?"

"Oh yes, you know her very well, but it's not like you care anyway," Rei said attempting to keep a straight face.

Rei watched the subject of their conversation out of the corner of her eye. Mamoru was busy shooting what he thought were inconspicuous glances at the senshi's leader over his half-empty coffee cup.

The three girls grinned widely at each other, while Usagi appeared to be sulking. Ami continued to stare at the table and silently mouth words to herself.

"Right?" Mina prodded.

"Of course I don't! I would never—I mean—you know..." Usagi stuttered her cheeks pink-tinged. She closed her mouth with a snap as if to stop herself from saying anything else.

Mina, Rei and Makoto stared intently at the short girl in silence. Usagi felt like a cat cornered by three dogs and began to squirm uncomfortably. She just could not handle the silence, she finally gave a sigh of surrender and opened her mouth...

"Why do you think Mamoru carries around a pocketknife?" Ami broke in her eyes feverish with the problem she could not solve, "I can't figure it out, I mean there's no reason for him to carry it around, is there? Is there?"

The senshi of lightning, love, and fire glared at the young genius so hard she blushed. Usagi gave a second sigh, this time of relief and sent a huge grin that split her face in two in Ami's direction.

"I don't know Ami," Usagi chirped, "I'll go ask him." And she practically skipped over to the counter before anyone could say another word.

The three girls kept Ami caught in their gaze.

"Oh Ami," Mokoto sighed, "We almost had her."

Ami looked at her friends in confusion. "Had her?"

"Confess that she loves Mamoru," Rei explained snappishly, "And you ruined it."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ami lowered her eyes in shame.

"Don't worry about it Ames," Mina consoled as she listened to the beginning of yet another of Usagi and Mamoru's verbal battles, "She has to admit it eventually. Right?"

"MAMO-BAKA! I hate you! I just asked you a simple question!" Usagi's screech filled the air, "Why don't you go bother your girlfriend and leave me alone!"

"What are you babbling about now, Odango," Mamoru's calm voice retorted, "I don't have a girlfriend."

Silence.

"MINA, REI, MAKOTO! I'm going to kill you!" Usagi shrieked and made a beeline for her friends' booth.

The girls exchanged frightened glances and dashed towards the door Usagi in close pursuit.

Mamoru stared at the door in shock for a couple seconds before leaning back against the counter a satisfied smirk on his face. His daily recommended intake of Usagi had been fulfilled. He had been worried when she had come in with her friends that he wouldn't be able to get any alone time with her, but thanks to that pocketknife... Mamoru idly flicked the small object open and shut as he reminisced over the day's events. Motoki soon came over to re-fill Mamoru's coffee cup and visit with his best friend.

"Here Toki," Mamoru handed him the pocketknife.

"Oh, thanks Mamoru! I've been looking all over for this. Rita would've been upset if I lost it. Where did you find it?"

Mamoru took a sip of his fresh coffee. "Around," he offered vaguely.

"Well thanks again."

"No, Motoki," Mamoru grinned, "Thank you."

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MegTao