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Theme: #55 Panic

Words: 430

Part 3: Committed


Breath, Mamoru commanded himself fiercely, You'll be fine, just breath.

He complied to his own mental urgings and took a few deep, shaky breaths. Calmer now, he dismounted from his motorcycle and removed his helmet to stare up at a neat, but plain looking house. He felt panic seize his insides again, somewhere inside that house Usagi was waiting for him. What would he do if he made a fool out of himself, or even worse, if he disappointed her? How would he live with the shame? How would he live with a broken heart?

He picked up his bouquet of flowers, roses of course, and held them in front of him as if they were a shield as he uncertainly made his way up the paved driveway. Each step he took was a little more hesitant, a little slower, until he found himself frozen in front of the door, her door.

I can't believe I'm actually going to do this.

He raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

What if she just accepted out of pity?

The thought popped in his head out of the emptiness of his mind and it dropped his hand like it was made out of stone.

But she smiled when I asked her, he argued, and she seemed excited…

Spirits renewed, he lifted his hand once more to the white button.

Usagi always smiles, and a piece of chocolate cake makes her excited. Besides, she could have just been pretending just to be nice.

Heart sinking to his stomach, Mamoru turned to leave.

"Mom!" Usagi's voice rang through the entire street, "Where are my earrings? Mamo-chan's going to be here any minute now!"

He froze at her voice and her words.

Mamo-chan? He mused wonderingly, an unnaturally goofy grin spreading across his features, I could get used to that…

Before his courage could fade once more Mamoru lunged at the doorbell; his face sobered as the chimes echoed throughout the house that had suddenly become very silent. For better or for worse, he was committed now. There was no going back.

"Usagi's boyfriend is here," a young boy's voice suddenly sang out, "I'd better go warn him to get away while he still can."

"Don't you dare go near that door you little monster!" Usagi shrieked.

"Just try to stop me."

Mamoru unconsciously took a large step back as what sounded like a herd of elephants raced for the door. He tightened his grip on the roses and held them up in front of his face for protection.

What had he gotten himself into?

To be continued...


A/N Final entry will not, repeat WILL NOT, be in 100 themes drabble. The sequel to this story will be a one-shot that I will post seperate. If you wish to read the final part to this trilogy I suggest you add me to your author alert. It may take me a little longer to get that one-shot out, so I will continue to write drabbles during that time. Don't forget to tell me what you think in a review and thanks for reading.

Arigatou,

MegTao