"Could I please speak to Mamoru Chiba?" Usagi inquired as she waited impatiently on
the phone, tapping her pencil rapidly against the desk in her office.

"He's in a meeting right now----would you like to leave a message?" The secretary
replied.

"This is his wife, could you tell him that it's urgent and very important that I speak with
him right now?"

"Oh, Mrs. Chiba----I didn't realize it was you." The secretary smiled from her end of the
phone.

"That's alright Mrs. Pearl, could you tell him please?"

"Hold on a sec Mrs. Chiba." She riposted as she pressed a button on her phone. "Mr.
Chiba, your wife is on the phone to speak with you----she says it's urgent."

"Tell her to hold on a moment please." He replied.

"Yes sir."






Mamoru turned his attention back to his audience after replying to his secretary.

"Ok, then you would cut across the midsection avoiding the inner major arteries." He
paused. "Does everyone understand the new heart surgery procedure?" Everyone nodded
in agreement. "Any questions?"

"Yes, Dr. Chiba." One of the doctors slightly raised his hand. "What is the procedure for
closing up?"

"It's in the book that I handed to you today," he replied. "I made it self explanatory, so
please refer to the book when training your personal staff on the procedures for closing
up. I only felt it important to explain this particular procedure in detail and with the use of
the microfiche to make sure that you could indefinitely grasp the visual----and on that
note--meeting adjourned." He watched patiently as all the doctors filed out of his office
one by one and then picked up the phone. "Usagi?"

"What took you so long?" She whined.

"I was in an important meeting babe---it was very crucial and I couldn't just get up and
walk away." He could just see her pouting on the other line. "What's so urgent that you
needed to speak to me about it?"

"I could have been dying." She scolded him.

"If you were dying, or even the slightest bit hurt, I would have felt it----now tell me baby,
what's up?"

"If you're gonna have that attitude then I won't tell you." She replied in a motherly tone.

"I'm sorry mommy." He replied softly, enjoying their little game.

"Forgiven." She quickly rejoindered. "Anyways, get home quick! It's here!" She
exclaimed happily.

"Now?" He asked in surprise.

"Yeah now!" She replied back in a semi serious tone. "So get your butt home and meet
me in 20 minutes----and I mean twenty minutes Mamo-chan!"

"Usa, I have another meeting in 10 minutes."

"I don't care, do what you have to do! Cancel!" She replied sternly.

"Baby I can't just cancel."

"You'd better----Mamo-chan, if you don't get there in 20 minutes----expect to be
sleeping on the couch!"

"I'll see what I can do." He replied in an apologetic manner, brushing his fingers through
his bangs in frustration.

"Mamo-chan, have you looked in the top pull down pocket of your briefcase yet?" She
suddenly inquired.

"My briefcase----um, no." He face became one of puzzlement as he wondered as to what
could be there lying and waiting for him. He opened his briefcase slowly and pulled
down the so-called pocket; when he saw what was in there he quickly shut it and
furrowed his brow. "I'll be there in ten minutes."

"That's my boy." She replied. "See ya in ten." She ended as she smacked her lips for him
to hear and then hung up the phone. He hurriedly slammed down the receiver and then
walked out the door, briefcase in hand.






Usagi smiled happily as she placed the phone on the receiver, picked up her jacket from
the back of her chair in the office, and walked out the door.

"If anyone asks for me Cheryl----tell them that I've taken the rest of the day off." She
said to her secretary with a smile.

"Yes Mrs. Chiba." She replied.



Usagi skipped good-naturedly into the elevator and then pressed G for the garage. She
never felt so elated----they've been waiting for this to come and she couldn't calm herself
down about it. She only hoped he would keep his part of the bargain and show up; that's
all he had to do. But she knew he would. For one, this was just as important to her as it
was to him and for two, she had been prepared for him to be confused about
complications at work and whether or not he should leave----so she left a little incentive.
Just a little insurance to make sure he wouldn't hesitate to decide what he should do. She
smiled as she got into her black BMW.

"This is going to be a marvelous day!" She lamented as she pulled out of the garage just
to meet head on with a demonic mess that we all like to call, Rush Hour. "Oh no!"






Beep! Beep! Mamoru honked his horn from his spot in midst of the horrid traffic; the
kind you only have nightmares about.

"Usa's not gonna like this." He mumbled to himself. "How ironic----the woman who
spent most of her life being late to everything, is pushing me to be on time." He said as he
shook his head to himself. But what had he expected? Usagi had changed many of her
habits ever since she hit college. Nowadays, she sometimes goes into conniptions if he's
even a little late.

But on another note, he couldn't believe that it was here. After waiting for so long, they
decided to plan, and now it's here. Now, if only the traffic would have pity on him and
die down to nothingness.






"Not an accident!" Usagi wanted to just fall over as she looked at the display of chaos
before her. "How can someone get into an accident now----traffic's hardly moving!" She
cried. "Just my luck that this would happen on the day that it's here!" She put her head
down on the wheel and was startled when she heard a voice next to her. "What the hell?"

"I said hi! And didn't anyone ever tell you not to leave your door unlocked when you're
going through slow traffic!" The voice said to her.

"What the hell are you doing in my car Minako?"

"I needed a ride----and you're just sittin' there so I thought I would hop in." Mina
chirped. "So what's up?"

"You can't be here right now Mina!" Usagi seriously. "I'm not making any stops, I'm
going straight home!"

"What bit you this morning?"

"Mina!" She whined and then turned her attention back on the traffic.

"Man----I wish that I could maneuver through this god forsaken traffic!" She bit.

"What's your rush?" She asked.

"It's here." She stated sadly.

"It----it?" Minako asked confused. "OH It!" She suddenly exclaimed. "Oh, I'm so happy
for you----is there anything I could do to help?" She asked and then quickly blushed at
her dumb question.

"No there isn't anything you could do to help!" Usagi snapped. "Unless you can
somehow maneuver me through this blasted traffic----there's nothing you could do to
help."

"Move over." Minako suddenly said.

"H-huh?"

"Let me drive----I'll get you home in no time." Mina said with a smile as they began to
exchange seats. "Hurry up."

"Thanks Mina." Usagi replied as she buckled in. She quickly took back her gratitude as
she began to scream. "MINAKO! YOU CAN'T DRIVE ON THE SIDEWALK!"






"Oh god, oh god, oh god----Usako's gonna kill me." Mamoru repeated to himself over
and over again as he hit his head against the steering wheel. He slowly turned to the
figure that was standing beside his car. "Yes officer." He inquired as he placed on a fake
smile just to face the frown of the man before him.

"Aren't you that doctor?"

"Dr. Chiba sir----Mamoru Chiba." He replied.

"Oh yeah that's right! You delivered my wife's a baby a couple weeks ago." The officer
paused as his frown quickly turned to a broad smile. "I want to say thank you so much for
that! I heard that you saved her life! You know what sir----your ticket's on me! If there is
any thing that I could possibly do for you----" The man continued.

"Are they doing anything about this traffic?" He asked, not really expecting an answer.

"On to somewhere important Dr. Chiba?"

"Yes." He responded nonchalantly.

"At what exit do you get off?"

"Exit 84 officer----am I free to go?"

"Just how fast does your car go Chiba?" The man asked him with a glint in his eye.

"Nani?" Mamoru replied in shock.

"Try and keep up." He ended as he walked back to his car and got in. Mamoru wasn't
about to question anything as he revved up his car and watched in amazement as the
officer turned his police siren on.






"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Usagi screamed as they exited the highway.

"Will you stop screaming? I can't concentrate!" Minako replied to her calmly.

"CONCENTRATE? You call THIS concentrating?" Usagi bit back. "I'll be lucky to
make it home!" She finished as suddenly another thought crossed her mind. "And you're
driving my car!" She whined. "My poor car!"






Mamoru hurriedly parked his car in the parking lot of the apartment complex and quickly
ran up to the door that led to the condominium. With fidgety hands he punched in the
code to be let in and then ran inside.






Minako swerved into the parking lot of her apartment complex.

"We're here!" Minako exclaimed to Usagi who was hurdled deeply in the passenger seat
of the car.

"Save me----somebody save me." She repeated softly.

"I said we're here!"






"Damn elevator!" Mamoru cursed as he continued to press the buttons. He became
frustrated to the point in which he looked at the stairs reluctantly, and then took off for
them, his destination, the seventh floor. As soon as he left, the elevator door opened.






"She is never, ever, ever driving my car again." Usagi mumbled to herself when she
finally recovered from her shock and began to drive quickly towards her home. After 10
minutes she finally sped into the parking lot and parked right next to her Mamoru's car.
"Good, at least he made it." She commented as she walked up to the front door and
hurriedly pressed the code to be let inside.






"What are the odds?" He said to himself as he got up to the sixth floor to see that the way
to the next level was blocked for repairs and he couldn't get inside. "Since when do they
close off the stairs for repairs, they shut off the elevator for repairs----but the stairway?"
Frustrated, he turned around and headed for the sixth floor door. He groaned when he
saw the code padded door and realization dawned on him that he would have to go back
downstairs and take the elevator up. "Ugh! Stupid security doors!" He grumbled as he ran
back down the stairs.






"Why am I so stressed out?" Usagi wondered to herself as she stood in the elevator
waiting for it to take her to the pent house floor. "I should be happy cause it's here----and
also for the fact that I survived Mina's driving." She quickly got off the elevator and ran a
little ways down the hall towards her front door. "I'd better hurry; Mamoru's probably
been waiting a long time for me." She nonchalantly reached for her purse to get out her
card key when she realized that it wasn't there. "Oh no!" She whimpered. "I locked my
purse in the car along with my keys! Well, at least Mamo-chan's home----" She muttered
as she began to beat on the door to the apartment. "Mamo-chan let me in----it's me
Usagi!" She said aloud as she continued to beat on the door. "Mamo-chan hurry up!" She
continued. "Mamo-chan----Mamo-chan----are you there?" She continued, beating on the
door harshly, so mentally disarranged that she forgot about the doorbell.

She knew that the walls to their room were quite thick----but she was sure he should have
at least heard something. She stopped suddenly to see if she could hear anything in the
apartment, but instead of a notion of a human presence, she was sure she heard some
machinery.

"Usagi?" She immediately snapped her head around.






Mamoru sighed as he finally reached the pent house floor. Usagi was going to kill him.
He hurriedly walked out of the elevator to be greeted with the sight of her with her ear
pressed to the door, and her head turned away from him.

"Usagi?" He called out to her and she snapped her head around.

"Mamoru?" She cried softly and then ran and jumped into his open arms whilst planting
kisses all over his face. "I've had----such a bad day." She began in between kisses. "And I
didn't----think----I'd make it here----and I----I locked my keys----in the car----and I
thought----that I'd----be too late----"

"Oh babe I didn't think I'd make it either." He said to her. "But I'm here now." He ended
right before he caught her lips in a passionate kiss. He groaned when she tightened her
legs around his waist. Passion grew intense as he stumbled to the door with her in his
arms. With dumb fingers, he awkwardly fished through his pockets in an agitated manner
as she began to suckle his neck. "Oh gods Usako!" He groaned out as the key carelessly
jingled with the lock. After a few failed attempts to get the door open they finally
stumbled into the apartment and he closed the door behind him with his foot. Not wasting
any time, he pushed her lightly against the wall of the corridor that led to the living room.
She moaned as his lips connected with her neck while he began to unbutton her blouse.

"Uh----excuse me----Mr. Chiba?" A deep voice began, causing them to freeze in their
tracks; they both turned abruptly to where they thought they had heard the voice come
from.

"Oh my god!" Mamoru said in shock as he immediately shoved Usagi down and behind
him, her bare chest more than likely giving this stranger an eyeful, his hands immediately
folded in front of his pants. "What the hell are you doing in my house?"

"You're scheduled for a maintenance check today----don't you remember?"

"Oh Christ." And then he suddenly remembered.

"Yeah, me and the boys were----" He began again but was cut off by Mamoru.

"You and the boys?"

"Yeah----we were----"

"How many boys?"

"Five more----" The man replied nonchalantly and noticed that Usagi was turning a bright
shade of red. "Anyhow----we are about to do the final check of the place----you know,
the bug spray routine. Do you have a place to stay?"

"This isn't happening!" Usagi practically began to cry as she rested her head against
Mamoru's back.

"Um----ok, uh that's not going to happen." Mamoru told the man. "So why don't you----"

"Excuse me Mr. Chiba, but it's standard procedure and this is just a necc----" He
continued but Mamoru cut him off while holding an upset Usagi in his arms.

"Look, we're not ready for this tonight, so you'll just have to come back tomorrow."

"But Mr. Chiba, we already have maintenance scheduled ahead of time and we'll be
booked for weeks. So, this is this is the only time we'll be able to do this and since you
signed the contract for today then----"

"Look! I don't think you understand----" Mamoru began but was cut off once more.

"No Mr. Chiba, you don't understand, we have a job to do and----" The man began to
interrupt Mamoru but he cut him off once more.

"NO! You DON'T understand." Mamoru tried to state calmly but ended up accentuating
certain words. "My WIFE is OVULATING----and WE are TRYING to have A BABY---
-NOW GET OUT OF MY HOUSE SO THAT WE CAN HAVE SEX!"

"Sorry man----I didn't realize----come on boys. Let's clean up here and be on our way."
He ordered; they all hustled about, eager to get a break, if even a small one. They filed
out in a single line, each leaving a few choice words before exiting.

"Good luck man."

"Show 'er a good time.

"Score one for the home team."

"Now remember, no cond-" He was harshly pulled out of the room by the previous man
in line.

"You know----I heard that the best posit-" His superior shoved him out the door before he
could continue his sentence.

"Again, I am really sorry bout all this." The man ended before closing the door behind
him.






Hours later Usagi and Mamoru lay huddled together in their king size bed; he mindlessly
passed his fingers through her hair.

"I bet it didn't even work----I don't even want to check and see if it did."

"Don't worry babe----we can always try harder----and hey, that's the most fun part."

"I'm surprised we even got to have sex----the way my day was going." She paused. "I'd
call it making love----but that was----that was----it just wasn't." He chuckled.

"Say, who did you get to take that photo?" He asked; she feigned ignorance.

"Photo?" She queried. She purposely placed any thought about the photo that she posed
for him earlier in the week, then placed in his briefcase early that morning when she had
suspected that today would be the day, in the back of her mind.

Ahhhh, the invention of tripods and automatic cameras. She smiled, but heck, she wasn't
going to tell him that. Perhaps she should have fun first.

"You know----the one of you sitting on this very bed, licking your lips seductively, while
in the nude with your hair fanned out and around the bed and your legs wide open with
my old physics book covering your precious jewels----that photo."

"Ohhhh." She suddenly feigned acknowledgement. "That photo."

"Yeah, that photo." He replied.

"You know----I'm kinda of hungry now." She said as she suddenly sat up.

"Usako!" He said sternly.

"Ice-cream with lots of chocolate syrup would taste so good right now."

"Usako!"

"Oh, and a cherry!" She added as she suddenly jumped up from the bed and a
chase ensued.




A month later....



"Could I please speak to Mamoru Chiba please?" Usagi asked as she waited impatiently
on the phone all the while tapping her pencil rapidly against the desk in her office.

"Hello, Mrs. Chiba." The secretary replied with a smile.

"Afternoon Mrs. Pearl, could you tell him please?"

"Hold on a sec ma'am." She replied as she pressed a button on her phone. "Mr. Chiba,
your wife is on the phone to speak with you----she says it's urgent." She said into the
speaker.






"Put her on speaker Mrs. Pearl." Mamoru said to her.

"Mamo-chan?"

"Yeah baby, we have an audience though, so make it quick." He said with a smile. After
the last time, he decided that it was safer if he allowed her to interrupt his meetings. If she
thought it was time, she could easily give him a secret code word, and if it was personal,
they had a secret code for that as well.

"Muffin guess what?" She squealed.

"What?" He replied with a reddened face as the doctors in the room chuckled at the
endearment. Not again! He thought as he looked at his watch and recognized it as being
rush hour.

"I went to the doctor today and it was confirmed that I'm pregnant!" She squealed loudly.
Soon after, she heard a loud thud on the other line and immediately became worried.
"Mamo-chan? Muffin? Baby----you there?" She said in a concerned voice.

"Usagi-chan, it's me Greg----don't worry about Mamoru, he's just getting over the initial
shock of fatherhood." He smiled as he spoke into the speakerphone. "And I'm sure he's
fine----all he has to do is wake up." He finished with a smile as he looked down at the
form of an unconscious Mamoru.