Disclaimer : I don't own Sailor Moon

AN: This fic is based on Jessica Simpson's song,

"I think I'm in love with you" ^_^ I love this song!

It's so cute and sweet =9

E-mail me at emichan9@yahoo.com!

Okay, sorry the first chapter was a little boring

but it gets a bit more interesting now! The bits

inbetween the stars are Usagi's dream.

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A Love As Sweet As Sugar

by Artemis

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TWO

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"Usagi!" a gentle voice called me.

I turned around and saw somebody walking over to me.

"Who are you?" I asked, puzzled.

"You wished for a love as sweet as sugar, now you'll

get one," the voice continued.

A bright glow flashed before my eyes and whoever it

was was now just a bright light. I was blinded and I

didn't know what was going on.

"Close your eyes," the voice instructed me.

I closed my eyes. I felt warmth all around me and I

felt as if I was floating.

"Who are you?" a different voice asked.

I was still in my floating state and I got confused,

keeping my eyes closed.

"That's my question," I laughed.

"My name's Chiba Mamoru..." the uncertain voice

replied.

Had I heard that voice somewhere before?

"My name's Tsukino Usagi," I murmured.

Suddenly, I didn't feel like I was floating any more.

I snapped my eyes open and found I was falling down

towards a sillouette of a person. I fell down on

top of the sillouette, who held me tight. He felt

warm, just like the light had. I looked up and saw a

familiar pair of blue eyes.

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I woke up feeling a little woozy and in a daze. That was

a strange dream. I shook my head to get rid of any

thoughts of 'Mamoru'. Was he the guy from yesterday?

Geez, I really do have to get over him. Where did that

name come from? It couldn't be his real name. I sighed

and sat up in my bed. I decided to have a cold shower

to wake myself up.

I ate breakfast, munching happily on my cocoa rice bubbles.

I was reading the weekend comics from the newspaper when

the phone rang. No one else made any signs to get it, so

I got up with a frustrated groan.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, Usagi?" I heard Mina's voice.

"Mmm, Mina? Yeah?" I replied, trying to swallow the

cocoa rice bubbles I had in my mouth.

"Well, I just saw this really gorgeous guy in the arcade!

He's friends with Motoki san or something, but you just

have to come and check him out!" Mina giggled.

"Mina, what are you doing at the arcade in the morning?

I've barely finished my breakfast!" I asked her.

"Usagi, what are you doing eating breakfast at

lunch?" Mina laughed.

"What?" I frowned, then checked the clock. "It's only

eleven Mina...."

"No, it's 5 to 1 silly!" she laughed again.

I checked the clock and realised. Oops.

"I'll be there in ten minutes!" I told Mina in a rush.

I hung up the phone, then practically swallowed the

cocoa flavoured mush. Deeeelicious!

"Mum, I'm going out!" I told her as I ran out of the door.

"Usagi!?" I heard her shout.

"Uhhh I'm studying at Mina's!" I lied an obvious lie.

I hurried over to the arcade as quickly as possible.

Any excuse to see a cute guy and Motoki san at the

same time was good enough for me!

The arcade was nice and air conditioned. I saw Mina

waving and I rushed over to her. We hugged briefly,

then Mina pretended to take me to the Sailor V machine.

"Look at the counter, the guy who's talking to Motoki

san now!" Mina whispered.

I turned and looked. The only guy I saw there was the

guy from yesterday. I almost had a heart attack.

"Isn't he gorgeous?" Mina giggled.

"Yeah..." I nodded.

"What is it?" Mina asked, confused.

"Wait here," I told Mina firmly.

I walked up to the counter and sat down three seats away

from 'Mamoru' and waved at Motoki san.

"Hi Usagi chan," he smiled kindly. "How are you?"

"Hi Motoki san," I smiled. "I'm good, even better that

the holidays have started!"

"Got anything planned?" he asked.

"Not really," I shook my head. "How about you? Are you

going anywhere with Leika san?"

I watched 'Mamoru' from the corner of my eye as I heard

Motoki san say his plans. I knew it would take a while.

He always had something planned with Leika. I turned my

attention back to Motoki san just as he finished talking.

"Motoki, I'll see you later," 'Mamoru' stood up and

told him.

"Yeah, sure," Motoki san nodded. "Seeya Mamoru."

Wait a second... Did I hear that right? It wasn't Subaru

or Kaoru or Wataru... But it was Mamoru!?

"Your name's Mamoru!?" I shouted suddenly, getting up and

almost falling off my chair.

I tried to balance myself, but I fell off anyway. He stopped

in his tracks, looking at me. Motoki san looked at me too,

puzzled. I looked up, opening each eye slowly.

"Yeah, you have a problem with my name?" he asked, just as

cold and emotionless as yesterday.

"Well no," I stammered, feeling like an idiot. "I thought

it was... a.. nice... name......??"

I was looking a little hopeless and Mamoru burst out laughing.

His eyes looked at me, highly amused. They looked so pretty!

"Little kiddies should do one thing at a time," he grinned,

then patted me on the head like I was a 5 year old.

"I'm not a little kid!!!" I shouted at him, standing up to him.

I didn't even reach his shoulders and felt quite little.

I stood on my toes, and just reach his shoulders. Crud.

"Maybe if your hair wasn't done like pre-schooler, you would

have had some credibility," he laughed.

I scowled at him.

"Maybe if you..... if you.." I started, then got stuck.

"What?" he teased me, waiting for me.

"Maybe if you had a smaller ego, then YOU would have some

credibility!" I shouted angrily.

"I already have credibility," he grinned. "I'm a grown-up.

And anyway, I don't have time to watch you splutter at me.

I've got things to do, people to see you know. Nice meeting

you though. Really, I mean it."

"Your sarcasm is dripping on me," I muttered, watching him

leave.

I walked back and picked my chair up from the floor and

plonked myself down and sighed, my head in my hands.

That's the guy the shooting star gave me!? I don't want

to sound fickle, but I'd like a refund....

"Usagi? Do you know that guy?" Mina asked, sitting down

next to me.

I had forgotten all about her.

"Um... no?" I smiled weakly, but knew it was no good

hiding it from her.

"I'll tell you later," I whispered to her and she nodded.

"He's a bit of a jerk," Mina laughed. "And to think I

thought he might have been a decent guy."

"But that's the first time I've seen him act so...

happy, around someone he's just met," Motoki san smiled.

"Happy!?" Mina and I shouted at the same time.

"If that's happy, what does he do when he's sad?" I frowned.

"He probably treats people really nice or something," Mina

suggested.

"No, well it does sound a little strange," Motoki san

laughed. "But Mamoru isn't one to show much emotion and

you got more emotion out of him in that short while than

I ever got from him in two years!"

"Really?" I asked, surprised. "Well he likes Mrs Millington

anyway. He smiles and laughs with her!"

"No, he doesn't like Mrs Millington," Motoki san clarified

with me. "I've seen him with her too, but he's just being

polite. That's not his natural way. I can tell. He likes

Mrs Millington, but he always has a bad mouth when it

comes to talking to people he likes, except me. So I think

he was just faking it."

"A bad mouth?" Mina repeated. "So like, what he just

did to Usagi, is that considered his typical way of

showing he likes someone?"

"Maybe," Motoki san nodded.

Mina grinned at me in that sly way I disliked.

"Mina... Don't go thinking up weird ideas now," I told her.

"He likes you Usagi!" she giggled.

"Okay, obviously I was too late," I groaned.

"I can't believe it!!! You're so lucky Usagi!" Mina sighed

dreamily.

"Mina? Is anyone home up there? Did you just see the

way he treated me!? No thanks, I don't want to be

liked by him!" I frowned.

"But he's sooooo gorgeous!"

"I give up," I sighed.

But maybe I did feel a little happy that he liked me.

At least he laughed and shows me some emotion this time.

If it took Motoki san two years and me ten seconds, it

had to mean something right? Hey shooting star, I take

back my refund actually. I'll keep what I asked for.

Maybe he needs my help to straighten up that wonky

personality of his.

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TO BE CONTINUED

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