The Princess and her Prince
Mamoru read a bit more of his textbook and sipped the last of his coffee. Closing his textbook, he slipped out of the booth.
Usagi bit her lip. She had to do it now, or else she could never forgive herself for being such a weeny. She was Sailor Moon, and she fought monsters almost everyday without being scared of them. (Well, not scared anymore.) How could she be scared to just tell one thing to the man?
After a few more moments of arguing with herself, and then finally deciding to get up and be a man - or woman - Usagi sauntered towards Mamoru, just as he was about to set his foot on the pavement outside.
"Mamoru-ba - er, Mamoru-san!"
The dark-haired man stopped from stepping on the ground outside and took a step back, making the automatic doors close. He turned around and surprisingly came face to face with Usagi. He didn't expect her to call for his attention without an insult, much less call him Mamoru-san.
"Odango?" he said in a surprising way.
Her face turned red, which made Mamoru wonder what was going on. The girl inhaled a huge amount of oxygen and spoke. "Um, Mamoru, I know we argue a lot, and like, a lot, but I really wish that we didn't, but I guess it's good because you talk to me, and I like it that you talk to me, but I don't like how it's because you insult me and such, so I insult you back. Anyways, I really wish we could have an real conversation without teasing, or at least a lit bit of teasing but just a teensy-weensy bit, but I still hope we could be friends or more than that. I guess what I'm saying is that I really like you and when you talk to me, whether it's 'cause you have an insult for me, I like it because your attention is on me and me only, but still you notice the flaws in me."
Usagi continued to her regular breathing, surprised at how she said that in one breath. But she was more surprised that she actually said all that to him. She finally confessed.
The man gaped at her. Only the one and only Usagi could say all that in one breath. He was speechless. He didn't know she felt that way about him. But now he finally knew that she felt the same way. They liked each other, but he couldn't say anything. He was still speechless.
"Well, um," Usagi said, feeling a bit disappointed of what she thought would be the outcome, "g'bye, I guess." She moved past Mamoru, trying to avoid his gaze, and left.
The man just stayed where he was at, still speechless. (Damn, Mamoru.) Finally, the man turned around, facing the automatic doors. The girl of his dreams just told him that he was the guy of her dreams. He couldn't let her go. He ran out of the arcade and turned left as soon as he saw the familiar hairstyle. He sprinted towards her. He couldn't lose his princess again.
Nope. Not now, not ever.
Usagi slouched, trying to fight the tears. At least she told him, right? At least now he knew. What if was just a silly crush?
No, she thought, shaking her head and laughing a bit. She knew it wasn't. It didn't feel like a crush. Even though they met less than a year ago, it felt like there was some attraction between them, even though they were complete opposites. He was tall, she was short; he has short, dark black hair, she has long, bright blonde hair; he was intelligent, she was... not; he barely had a big appetite, and she did. But, hey, opposites attract, don't they?
But what kind of person would like a person like her? Especially since that person was Mamoru. Usagi sighed. Maybe it was just a silly crush.
Suddenly, she gasped as a hand grasped her shoulder. "Wha-?"
She spun around and came face to face with Mamoru. She stared at him as he inhaled a huge amount of air. "Usagi, I, uh, I know we fight a lot, too, and uh, I kind of... I mean, I... Er..."
Mamoru sighed and raked his hand through his hair. How could this girl do that? She never fails to amaze him. The bun haired girl giggled at his attempt, making him chuckle a bit.
"What I'm trying to say is would you, um, like to get something to eat tonight? Or go see a movie? Like, me and you, none of your friends and all, because, er, you know, a date, and - You know what? Screw that."
He grabbed her by the waist, startling Usagi. She was pretty pleased that he was asking her on a date, but what was he doing now?
He answered her question by leaning in and kissing her happily. Screw talking, this was much better.
So Usagi finally got over the thought of it being some simple crush and kissed him back. She knew it was something more than a crush, and she was glad that she was right.
And it wasn't attraction either, they both knew.
It was love.
And they continued to love each other like they did in their previous lives.
