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!
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A Love As Sweet As Sugar
by Artemis
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FOUR
I stood outside the apartment building and drew in a
deep breath. I pressed the buzzer under a name plate
that read : Room 204 - Chiba Mamoru.
"Hello?" came the muffled reply.
"It's Usagi," I mumbled nervously.
"It's who?"
"Usagi..."
"What do you want?" he asked irritably.
"Um.. I just came to uh.. visit... ?"
He didn't say anything and I heard a click to indicate
that he wasn't talking any more. I was about to press
the buzzer again, but then I heard a loud beep. I pushed
the large front door and it opened. The cold, tiled floor
reflected a perfect image of me and I looked around the
reception area. It was a beautiful apartment and everything
was made to perfection. Just the place someone like
Mamoru should live in. I pressed the button for the
elevator and waited. An elevator behind me opened and I
turned around to see Mamoru.
"Hi," I smiled cheerfully.
He didn't say a word. I walked into the elevator with him
and we stood there quietly. I glanced at him and saw him
just standing there, looking at the door with a blank
expression.
"Was I disturbing you?" I asked nervously.
I was pretty wimpy for someone who wanted to fix his
personality up.
"I was sleeping," he scowled.
"Oh...."
I kept silent for the rest of the way.
There were two floors left to go when we stopped. A group
of people walked in, making less space for us to stand in.
I felt Mamoru pull me over, his arm around my shoulder.
He pulled me out of the way and closer to the front.
"Thanks.." I mumbled, feeling my heart beating fast.
What was wrong with me? I can't just fall in love with
someone in two days! I couldn't look at Mamoru properly.
My aim was to fix his personality first, not fall in love
with him! The shooting star wish was a second priority!
I was partly glad my hair was done up in my usual bun style,
otherwise I wouldn't have known how to act around him.
The elevator stopped at the floor we needed to get off.
I slipped out onto the floor and Mamoru walked, fast paced,
towards his apartment.
"This is a nice place," I told him.
He shrugged.
We got to his apartment and I looked at the perfectly shining
golden 204 on his door. Mamoru opened his door and let me in.
I walked in nervously, shuffling my feet. I slipped off my shoes
and my feet sank into the fluffy carpet. The whole apartment
was barely what you could call a home. There was only necessary
furniture like a TV, a couch, a small desk and a chair. A balcony
and wide sliding doors faced me. The curtains restrained the light
from entering the room. Trickles of sunshine could be seen from the
small slits between the curtains.
"What are you, a vampire?" I laughed, not meaning to insult him.
"Yeah, and don't you know? I'm going to suck your blood. You can
join all the other girls I stash in my back room," Mamoru joked.
I laughed, not wanting to sound so juvenile and girly, but I giggled
like I usually did.
"So you really are determined on fixing up my so called wonky
personality?" he asked me curiously, holding a mug of coffee.
I wrinkled my nose as the smell wafted over to me.
"Ewww, you drink that stuff?" I frowned, temporarily ignoring his
question.
"Hey, I asked first," he replied quietly, sipping.
"Okay," I nodded. "I'm determined to fix your wonky personality."
"Why?"
"Why!? Um... do I need a reason?" I murmured unsurely.
"I mean it's not everyday you go visit an apartment of an older
guy because you want to fix his personality now, is it?"
I wasn't sure if he was implying something, but I was going to
make it clear in case he was.
"I'm only here because you seemed to like my company the other
day, so... yeah.." I told him. "Don't think otherwise. I thought
we could be friends."
"In other words, you can't take your eyes off me," he grinned.
"No! That's not what I said!" I frowned.
"That's what it sounded like," he laughed.
I stood there, not knowing what to do. He always had things to
say back to me that sounded better.... There was no use fighting
him verbally.
"Fine, I'm going to leave if that's the impression you got," I told
him promptly and turned around back to his door.
I slipped my shoes back on, ready to leave. I waited for his response.
He just watched me.
"Good bye," I murmured as I turned the door knob and pulled the door
open.
I paused before I stepped out of the apartment. Wasn't he going to
say anything!? Obviously he didn't care about me at all... Argh!
It was too annoying. I didn't want him to get the wrong impression
about me coming to his place, but really... I had to get rid of his
pride.. And what better time then now? I turned around and walked
right back in and looked Mamoru straight in the eye.
"I trust you won't do anything to a fifteen year old 'kid' so
I've decided to stay here and allow you to have my lovely company,"
I smiled.
"I wouldn't dream of actually taking a 'kid' seriously," he remarked,
sipping his coffee calmly.
Excuse me? Is there a God? Is there NOTHING that seems to break this
guy's calm composure!? Hellloooooooo!? Is it me? Or is it him? I'm
going to settle on it being him, not me.
I just glared at him. And to even wonder what I had felt before in
the elevator! He was nicer when he didn't open his mouth.
"I'm going to open your curtains if you don't mind," I told him,
then strode boldly to his curtains. I pulled them open and bright
sunlight flooded the entire room. I turned around then smiled,
putting my hands on my hips.
"See? It's much nicer this way!" I smiled.
For a moment he just looked at me and I wondered why. Was he really
a vampire or was he allergic to light or something?
"Uh, yeah," he nodded after a pause.
"What were you doing asleep anyway? You're wasting a whole day
of your life!" I scolded him, taking on a different approach to
change his attitude towards me.
"I stayed up reading books," he shrugged.
I spotted a book on his couch and plonked myself down to have a look
at it.
"Ooooh aeronautics?" I asked him in a teasing giggle. "Somebody wants
to be an astronaut and fly to the moon?"
He snatched the book out of my hands and put it somewhere else.
"Yeah, I'm going to fly out into space so I can get away from annoying
little girls like you!" he glared at me.
"Are you angry?" I asked him cautiously.
"No, I'm so happy," he replied sarcastically.
"Well I'm sorry," I mumbled. "It's not like what I think should affect
you, right?"
"No, but I don't like people insulting aeronautics," he frowned, folding
his arms in front of him.
I looked away, feeling a little uncomfortable and guilty for making him
angry. Wait... Me? Guilty!? It should be the other way around! Why did
I have to feel guilty for offending him? I didn't know what was happening
to me.
"Have you ever seen our planet from space?" he asked me quietly.
"No... But I've seen photos..." I murmured.
"Yeah, that's what I want to do. I want to be the one who's seen it for
real and not just in photos," he told me, looking at the book of aeronautics.
I suddenly felt very guilty.
"I'm sorry," I apologised again. "I didn't mean to insult you...."
Mamoru turned to me, a little surprised.
"That's okay," he shrugged. "I don't mind."
"I didn't come here to argue with you," I mumbled.
"I know," he nodded.
"You did?" I asked, puzzled.
"Yeah. I don't exactly want to argue with you either."
"You don't?"
"No, of course not."
I raised one eyebrow at him. He nodded. Okayyyyyyy.... Where was this leading?
Was he just confusing me?
"I'm in love with you Usagi," he told me.
"You what!?" I shouted at him.
"I'm just kidding," he grinned.
"You what!?" I shouted again.
"You should have seen the look on your face!" Mamoru laughed, his menacing tone
coming back.
I rolled my eyes and sighed. I watched him laugh at me. I stood up and walked up
to him. He was getting on my nerves.
"You know.... I thought maybe you could have been a decent guy when you started
talking about how nice Earth looks from outer space," I told him seriously. "But
now all that credibility is gone. And you're back to the 'jerk' status that you
were previously. Congratulations Chiba Mamoru. You've succeeded in being a real
idiot!"
"So you're giving up on turning me into a lovely, caring, sensitive guy?" he laughed.
"No, I'm just postponing it until you grow up a bit more," I scowled.
"Where's my prize for being a real idiot?" he asked, teasing me.
"There isn't one," I rolled my eyes. "Why should an idiot get a prize?"
"It takes hard work being an idiot you know," he sighed as if he was stressed.
"I don't understand you," I shook my head. "I thought you could actually be quite
sophisticated. Maybe you are just an idiot who is unable to be made normal."
"Well you owe me something instead of a prize then," he smiled, satisified.
"I what!? I don't owe you anything!" I shouted at him, infuriated at his arrogance.
"Well there's one thing that'll make us even," he shrugged.
"And what would THAT be?" I asked, gritting my teeth together.
"Relax," he laughed.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me close, looking deep into my eyes. I blinked twice.
Then, he suddenly kissed my trembling lips. The kiss was short, but sweet. I didn't know
what to think. Was this his idea of a joke? I jerked away, then slapped him.
"I don't believe you!" I screamed at him, then ran away.
I grabbed my shoes and slammed his door shut. I leaned against the hallway wall, gasping
for air. My heart was beating fast and my whole body was trembling. As I stumbled into
the elevator, I started to cry.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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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!
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A Love As Sweet As Sugar
by Artemis
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FOUR
I stood outside the apartment building and drew in a
deep breath. I pressed the buzzer under a name plate
that read : Room 204 - Chiba Mamoru.
"Hello?" came the muffled reply.
"It's Usagi," I mumbled nervously.
"It's who?"
"Usagi..."
"What do you want?" he asked irritably.
"Um.. I just came to uh.. visit... ?"
He didn't say anything and I heard a click to indicate
that he wasn't talking any more. I was about to press
the buzzer again, but then I heard a loud beep. I pushed
the large front door and it opened. The cold, tiled floor
reflected a perfect image of me and I looked around the
reception area. It was a beautiful apartment and everything
was made to perfection. Just the place someone like
Mamoru should live in. I pressed the button for the
elevator and waited. An elevator behind me opened and I
turned around to see Mamoru.
"Hi," I smiled cheerfully.
He didn't say a word. I walked into the elevator with him
and we stood there quietly. I glanced at him and saw him
just standing there, looking at the door with a blank
expression.
"Was I disturbing you?" I asked nervously.
I was pretty wimpy for someone who wanted to fix his
personality up.
"I was sleeping," he scowled.
"Oh...."
I kept silent for the rest of the way.
There were two floors left to go when we stopped. A group
of people walked in, making less space for us to stand in.
I felt Mamoru pull me over, his arm around my shoulder.
He pulled me out of the way and closer to the front.
"Thanks.." I mumbled, feeling my heart beating fast.
What was wrong with me? I can't just fall in love with
someone in two days! I couldn't look at Mamoru properly.
My aim was to fix his personality first, not fall in love
with him! The shooting star wish was a second priority!
I was partly glad my hair was done up in my usual bun style,
otherwise I wouldn't have known how to act around him.
The elevator stopped at the floor we needed to get off.
I slipped out onto the floor and Mamoru walked, fast paced,
towards his apartment.
"This is a nice place," I told him.
He shrugged.
We got to his apartment and I looked at the perfectly shining
golden 204 on his door. Mamoru opened his door and let me in.
I walked in nervously, shuffling my feet. I slipped off my shoes
and my feet sank into the fluffy carpet. The whole apartment
was barely what you could call a home. There was only necessary
furniture like a TV, a couch, a small desk and a chair. A balcony
and wide sliding doors faced me. The curtains restrained the light
from entering the room. Trickles of sunshine could be seen from the
small slits between the curtains.
"What are you, a vampire?" I laughed, not meaning to insult him.
"Yeah, and don't you know? I'm going to suck your blood. You can
join all the other girls I stash in my back room," Mamoru joked.
I laughed, not wanting to sound so juvenile and girly, but I giggled
like I usually did.
"So you really are determined on fixing up my so called wonky
personality?" he asked me curiously, holding a mug of coffee.
I wrinkled my nose as the smell wafted over to me.
"Ewww, you drink that stuff?" I frowned, temporarily ignoring his
question.
"Hey, I asked first," he replied quietly, sipping.
"Okay," I nodded. "I'm determined to fix your wonky personality."
"Why?"
"Why!? Um... do I need a reason?" I murmured unsurely.
"I mean it's not everyday you go visit an apartment of an older
guy because you want to fix his personality now, is it?"
I wasn't sure if he was implying something, but I was going to
make it clear in case he was.
"I'm only here because you seemed to like my company the other
day, so... yeah.." I told him. "Don't think otherwise. I thought
we could be friends."
"In other words, you can't take your eyes off me," he grinned.
"No! That's not what I said!" I frowned.
"That's what it sounded like," he laughed.
I stood there, not knowing what to do. He always had things to
say back to me that sounded better.... There was no use fighting
him verbally.
"Fine, I'm going to leave if that's the impression you got," I told
him promptly and turned around back to his door.
I slipped my shoes back on, ready to leave. I waited for his response.
He just watched me.
"Good bye," I murmured as I turned the door knob and pulled the door
open.
I paused before I stepped out of the apartment. Wasn't he going to
say anything!? Obviously he didn't care about me at all... Argh!
It was too annoying. I didn't want him to get the wrong impression
about me coming to his place, but really... I had to get rid of his
pride.. And what better time then now? I turned around and walked
right back in and looked Mamoru straight in the eye.
"I trust you won't do anything to a fifteen year old 'kid' so
I've decided to stay here and allow you to have my lovely company,"
I smiled.
"I wouldn't dream of actually taking a 'kid' seriously," he remarked,
sipping his coffee calmly.
Excuse me? Is there a God? Is there NOTHING that seems to break this
guy's calm composure!? Hellloooooooo!? Is it me? Or is it him? I'm
going to settle on it being him, not me.
I just glared at him. And to even wonder what I had felt before in
the elevator! He was nicer when he didn't open his mouth.
"I'm going to open your curtains if you don't mind," I told him,
then strode boldly to his curtains. I pulled them open and bright
sunlight flooded the entire room. I turned around then smiled,
putting my hands on my hips.
"See? It's much nicer this way!" I smiled.
For a moment he just looked at me and I wondered why. Was he really
a vampire or was he allergic to light or something?
"Uh, yeah," he nodded after a pause.
"What were you doing asleep anyway? You're wasting a whole day
of your life!" I scolded him, taking on a different approach to
change his attitude towards me.
"I stayed up reading books," he shrugged.
I spotted a book on his couch and plonked myself down to have a look
at it.
"Ooooh aeronautics?" I asked him in a teasing giggle. "Somebody wants
to be an astronaut and fly to the moon?"
He snatched the book out of my hands and put it somewhere else.
"Yeah, I'm going to fly out into space so I can get away from annoying
little girls like you!" he glared at me.
"Are you angry?" I asked him cautiously.
"No, I'm so happy," he replied sarcastically.
"Well I'm sorry," I mumbled. "It's not like what I think should affect
you, right?"
"No, but I don't like people insulting aeronautics," he frowned, folding
his arms in front of him.
I looked away, feeling a little uncomfortable and guilty for making him
angry. Wait... Me? Guilty!? It should be the other way around! Why did
I have to feel guilty for offending him? I didn't know what was happening
to me.
"Have you ever seen our planet from space?" he asked me quietly.
"No... But I've seen photos..." I murmured.
"Yeah, that's what I want to do. I want to be the one who's seen it for
real and not just in photos," he told me, looking at the book of aeronautics.
I suddenly felt very guilty.
"I'm sorry," I apologised again. "I didn't mean to insult you...."
Mamoru turned to me, a little surprised.
"That's okay," he shrugged. "I don't mind."
"I didn't come here to argue with you," I mumbled.
"I know," he nodded.
"You did?" I asked, puzzled.
"Yeah. I don't exactly want to argue with you either."
"You don't?"
"No, of course not."
I raised one eyebrow at him. He nodded. Okayyyyyyy.... Where was this leading?
Was he just confusing me?
"I'm in love with you Usagi," he told me.
"You what!?" I shouted at him.
"I'm just kidding," he grinned.
"You what!?" I shouted again.
"You should have seen the look on your face!" Mamoru laughed, his menacing tone
coming back.
I rolled my eyes and sighed. I watched him laugh at me. I stood up and walked up
to him. He was getting on my nerves.
"You know.... I thought maybe you could have been a decent guy when you started
talking about how nice Earth looks from outer space," I told him seriously. "But
now all that credibility is gone. And you're back to the 'jerk' status that you
were previously. Congratulations Chiba Mamoru. You've succeeded in being a real
idiot!"
"So you're giving up on turning me into a lovely, caring, sensitive guy?" he laughed.
"No, I'm just postponing it until you grow up a bit more," I scowled.
"Where's my prize for being a real idiot?" he asked, teasing me.
"There isn't one," I rolled my eyes. "Why should an idiot get a prize?"
"It takes hard work being an idiot you know," he sighed as if he was stressed.
"I don't understand you," I shook my head. "I thought you could actually be quite
sophisticated. Maybe you are just an idiot who is unable to be made normal."
"Well you owe me something instead of a prize then," he smiled, satisified.
"I what!? I don't owe you anything!" I shouted at him, infuriated at his arrogance.
"Well there's one thing that'll make us even," he shrugged.
"And what would THAT be?" I asked, gritting my teeth together.
"Relax," he laughed.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me close, looking deep into my eyes. I blinked twice.
Then, he suddenly kissed my trembling lips. The kiss was short, but sweet. I didn't know
what to think. Was this his idea of a joke? I jerked away, then slapped him.
"I don't believe you!" I screamed at him, then ran away.
I grabbed my shoes and slammed his door shut. I leaned against the hallway wall, gasping
for air. My heart was beating fast and my whole body was trembling. As I stumbled into
the elevator, I started to cry.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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