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A/N-Do you guys like the longer drabbles, or do you want them to be true drabbles? (a.k.a only 100 words) Just for curiousity's sake, which do you prefer?

Theme #38 Studying

Words: 520

Just a Chance

Mamoru blinked uncertainly at the sight in front of him. Usagi, the bane of his existence, was peering intently at two books; one was clearly a manga and was not an unusual sight in her presence, but the other appeared to be some sort of science textbook. Dare Mamoru think it, but it might actually be a school textbook.

Every minute or so Usagi would lift her head high enough to take a sip of her milkshake or munch a few fries, though her eyes never left the books. She appeared to be completely oblivious to the noisy customers around her; utterly immersed in her own world.

Mamoru continued to watch the young blonde avidly for five minutes. Ten minutes. Twenty. Finally he could not take it any more. He rested his head on her shoulder as he peered at the books. His arms trapped her on either side while his hands rested on the counter in front of them.

"What are you doing, Odango?" He asked, attempting to sound uninterested though he truly doubted he succeeded.

Usagi eyes remained downcast though she shivered slightly. Was it from his close proximity? He felt like shivering himself. On the other hand she was probably just cold from her triple fudge milkshake.

She smelt of chocolate and strawberries, such an alluring combination that it took a large amount of willpower on Mamoru's part to restrain from sniffing her. He couldn't help but wonder if she tasted as good as she smelled, but he knew those thoughts were dangerous and so he forced himself to relinquish his hold on her and slide into the seat next to her instead. Was it normal to miss someone when you were sitting right next to them?

"I'm studying," Usagi answered his earlier question a small almost unnoticeable quiver in her voice, but her eyes were still on the pages in front of her.

"Really," Mamoru replied cramming as much sarcasm into his voice as possible to disguise anything else she may hear, "because it looks like you're pigging-out and reading mangas…"

Usagi looked up at him through her thick lashes and for one second the world froze. Mamoru felt his voice catch in his throat and he instinctively schooled his face into the smug grin he used whenever his emotions got out of control, which was pretty much whenever he was around Usagi.

"Duh baka," Usagi replied in a scathing tone her eyes back on the papers, "it's called multi-tasking."

Mamoru waved his finger admonishingly and took on the role that she expected, that of the baka. The role he hated so much because it was obvious that she hated it, but loved because it meant he got to see her, speak with her, be near her; better that than the alternative.

"And you wonder why you fail all of your tests," he teased.

He teased her because it was better than the other option, better than the silence, better than nothing. Because if there was nothing, then he would know…

He would know that he had no chance. And a chance was all he needed.

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MegTao