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"Now if you take a moment and look at the speed of the bag here, you'll notice that Usagi merely knicked Mamoru's ear" ever the scholar, Ami replayed the entire scenario in the backroom of the arcade. And true to form, she had little charts accounting the speed and momentum of the bag as it hit Mamoru, as well as theories on how he would have been injured if he moved differently.
"Ami, really. I really don't think that swing should be labeled as a knick. He had to get 4 stitches" said Motoki, trying to be the voice of reason in what was quickly turning out to be a disaster of historic proportions.
"Your point?"
"Come off it Mina, you have to admit he did bleed"
"I'm statuesque" *giggle*
"Will someone PLEASE wake her up?" said Minako.
"I have to admit that I am getting rather tired of having to hear her tittering every minute or so"
…
"Yeah, right. What you said"
*SPLASH* sputtering and coughing wildly, Makoto returned to the world of the living.
"Welcome back sleeping beauty" said Rei sardonically while holding what used to be a glass of water.
"What was that for?" asked an indignant Makoto.
"I'm beginning to see why Usagi is the way she is" said Motoki tiredly. Minako and Ami just ignored the others as they bent over an effective plan of action to get Mamoru and Usagi together.
~Usagi~
I can't believe I brained the man of my dreams! What have I done? I wonder if I killed him? Usagi-baka! What if he's scarred for life? What if he gets scared of me? WAH!
"I'm a bane to society. I killed him." the rest of the people on the sidewalk gave the hysterical blonde wide berth as she wailed painfully. The fact that she just shouted bloody murder, literally, probably helped a lot.
"Shut up baka. You're embarrassing me" mumbled Usagi's younger brother Shinggo. She called home for help after 'accidentally' hitting Mamoru, and although the young boy would rather be roasted alive than admit it, he did care for his older sister and so he ran to the arcade to the rescue.
Usagi stopped abruptly causing Shinggo to stumble into her. She turned around and grabbed her brother by the collar of his school uniform. For her height Usagi was surprisingly strong, since she was able to lift him bodily until he was at eye level with her.
"Now you listen to me" growled Usagi, "the love of my life is in the hospital probably dying, because my bag wouldn't stay put. He bled about a pint of blood in front of me, and the same blood is caked onto my bag. And you're telling me to lighten up? This is my soul-mate we're talking about buddy!"
"Loosen up Usagi. Geez I knew you were gone on the guy, but not gone to the point of no return" said the still levitating Shinggo.
"What?" sputtered Usagi, and pulling the helpless boy closer growled with even more menace thought possible for what used to be a kind, sweet girl, "How'd you find out? Who told you? Have you been reading my diary again?" looking at him through slitted eyes, she tried to see if he was lying.
"No I haven't been reading it again and I won't tell you until you put me down" said Shinggo tiredly. His lack of concern about his position told people that this was a daily occurrence as far as the two were concerned.
Dropping him was what exactly Usagi did, seeing as her brother landed on his butt.
"Now, talk."
"So you want me to tell you here in front of all this people?" Usagi looked around her and found that people had in fact gathered around them.
"Do you people mind? GET! Shoo!" shaking his head tiredly Shinggo merely looked on as Usagi tried to herd the people away. Finally after a while she gave up.
"That's it." turning around and grabbing her brother's hand, the young blonde dragged the poor boy to a more secluded place.
… Meanwhile with Mamoru…
"That's it and we're done here Chiba-san" said the doctor after wrapping his wound with the gauze.
"Thank you sir" standing up, Mamoru inspected the damage Usagi's bag did.
"If you don't mind my asking, exactly how did you manage to get such a, err, different, wound?"
Mamoru sweat-dropped and struggled to come up with an excuse "Someone on the walkway above me dropped her bag by accident."
"I'm guessing that the girl must not be that old considering…" the doctor trailed off, trying unsuccessfully to smother his laughter.
"Uh, yeah I guess" answered Mamoru lamely "well, thank you so much for your help Dr. Saito"
As Mamoru pulled the door close, he heard the unmistakable sound of laughter from the stoic doctor. The bereaved boy ran down the hallway blushing bright red, from humiliation and something close to giddiness. After all Usagi had practically branded him.
"You have to admit, Usa has already claimed Mamoru" said Rei as she sipped her shake, still in the arcade.
"I wouldn't call hitting the guy upside branding him" said Makoto now dryer and more lucid.
"Is there a difference?" asked Minako
"Well actually there is, to brand is to…" Ami stopped her explanation seeing that everybody else had just given her the evil eye. So the blue- haired genius settled for pouting and slumping even deeper into the booth.
"Actually Mako, technically, Usagi did brand Mamoru. He's going to have that bunny mark under his ear for a long time" said Motoki, chuckling at the memory.
Usagi's book bag, should it be lost will undoubtedly be found again. It screams her personality. White with little pink rabbits emblazoned around it, it's hard to miss. It's especially difficult to ignore the gold chibi- bunny pin stuck up front, with faux-ruby eyes big enough to mark a man, who in this case, was Mamoru.
"So anyway, how do we get the two dingbats together?" asked Rei
… Back with Usagi …
"So how'd you put the two of us together?"
" It doesn't take a genius to find out Nee-chan. Everybody knows how you feels except for that ice cube"
"Hey! Don't insult him like that. I'll have you know we're destined to be together" Shinggo snorted "he just doesn't know it yet" finished Usagi wretchedly.
"Nee-chan, you have no idea how sad a case you are do you?"
"Will you shut up!" the young boy simply leaned back and contemplated the view of the park near their home. He and Usagi had a special spot where they could talk about things and not ruin their image as a 'loving' brother and sister.
"Nee-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"Why exactly are you this gone over the guy?" Usagi looked to her brother. All the teasing glint gone, replaced with the uncertainty of a girl who was lonely,
"Honestly? It's because he makes me feel whole" she held up a hand as her brother's mouth opened, "let me finish." She said quietly, sitting up and drawing her knees to her chest she made, she made a picture that showed her brother how lonely she was despite her all friends.
"For all that he makes my life a living hell, Mamoru has been a constant reminder in my life that I have a reason for being alive. That what I do can touch someone. You should have seen him before Shinggo; he wouldn't say anything to anyone, except maybe Motoki. And when he did it was about school," tilting her head to the side, Usagi drew in a breath, "when he made fun of me I saw something come alive in him. I don't what it was, but it was like one minute he wasn't there, and the next he was. Shinggo, it was something to see, it was like he was coming alive for the first time."
Her brother looked at her and said quietly, "Even if he was making fun of you?" She looked at him and said just as quietly, "He's reacting, he's living, what is that compared to his coming alive?"
"Usagi…"
"Ototo, listen, he hasn't said anything to me, but I know that he's been through hell. If I can help him I will" this was said with so much conviction that Shinggo took a mental step back,
"If that makes you happy,"
"It does" after a moment of silence, the young boy shrugged, "You know what this is Usa-nee?" Usagi looked at him in question, Shinggo remained silent as he stood up and slowly walked away,
"This is a perfect example of why you should stop watching TV" that broke the mood, with a bang if I may add.
"Why you. Get back here!" Shinggo took off running for dear life as his sister swung her book bag, using it as a weapon, "SHINGGOOOOOOOOO! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!"
"I'm going to kill you" In this particular group of girls this phrase could be said without batting an eyelash, but at the moment 3 girls and 1 guy were left cowering in the corner. After all, it isn't often that they see sweet, gentle, patient Ami go on the warpath.
"I'm sorry?" squeaked Mina who was using Andrew as a shield. Ami went on, ignoring the fact that the entire group thought that she was overreacting just a *wee* bit, but they wisely held their tongues. They wanted to live longer, even Minako knew not to antagonize her more.
"You do NOT send a rabid woman after Mamoru, we're trying to set Usagi up with a physically and mentally sound man. Not some basket case, which he undoubtedly will become after Hana catches up with him"
"Aren't we exaggerating a bit?" said Motoki, "She isn't really that bad" The girls looked at him incredulously. "You're kidding right?" asked Makoto deadpanned.
"Where have you been for the last 3 years?" asked Rei, Minako who had up to until then remained silent suddenly pushed away from Motoki causing the poor boy to stumble into Makoto who was more than happy to catch him.
"Hey! Is this the same Hana who's been an out-patient at the Ward for the past few years?"
"YES!" answered all three girls,
"Oh…"
Motoki simply sat down and shook his head tiredly, the poor boy had no idea what he was getting into when he agreed to help matchmake.
~Motoki~
D*mnit Mamoru! The things I do for you. You better remember this when I'm old and gray and need someone to wipe my butt.
… In Mamoru's apartment…
Usagi's favorite victim was just getting comfortable with his mug of hot coffee and biology manual when he felt the hair at his neck stand on end. Having the feeling of impending doom the young man stood up and went around his apartment once, ending the search outside the balcony.
~Mamoru~
Why do I feel like I have to stay inside my house for the next two weeks? Usagi already bashed me on the head; I don't think anything worse can happen after that
Famous last words
You again? You'd think that I would at least lose that annoying little voice when Usagi whacked me on the head.
Nope, I'm here to make you miserable until you 'fess up to her
*Groan* This is so not my day.
Heh. Enjoy it while it lasts buddy, from the looks of things I'm going to be here a long time
Go away. I need an aspirin.
"Now if you take a moment and look at the speed of the bag here, you'll notice that Usagi merely knicked Mamoru's ear" ever the scholar, Ami replayed the entire scenario in the backroom of the arcade. And true to form, she had little charts accounting the speed and momentum of the bag as it hit Mamoru, as well as theories on how he would have been injured if he moved differently.
"Ami, really. I really don't think that swing should be labeled as a knick. He had to get 4 stitches" said Motoki, trying to be the voice of reason in what was quickly turning out to be a disaster of historic proportions.
"Your point?"
"Come off it Mina, you have to admit he did bleed"
"I'm statuesque" *giggle*
"Will someone PLEASE wake her up?" said Minako.
"I have to admit that I am getting rather tired of having to hear her tittering every minute or so"
…
"Yeah, right. What you said"
*SPLASH* sputtering and coughing wildly, Makoto returned to the world of the living.
"Welcome back sleeping beauty" said Rei sardonically while holding what used to be a glass of water.
"What was that for?" asked an indignant Makoto.
"I'm beginning to see why Usagi is the way she is" said Motoki tiredly. Minako and Ami just ignored the others as they bent over an effective plan of action to get Mamoru and Usagi together.
~Usagi~
I can't believe I brained the man of my dreams! What have I done? I wonder if I killed him? Usagi-baka! What if he's scarred for life? What if he gets scared of me? WAH!
"I'm a bane to society. I killed him." the rest of the people on the sidewalk gave the hysterical blonde wide berth as she wailed painfully. The fact that she just shouted bloody murder, literally, probably helped a lot.
"Shut up baka. You're embarrassing me" mumbled Usagi's younger brother Shinggo. She called home for help after 'accidentally' hitting Mamoru, and although the young boy would rather be roasted alive than admit it, he did care for his older sister and so he ran to the arcade to the rescue.
Usagi stopped abruptly causing Shinggo to stumble into her. She turned around and grabbed her brother by the collar of his school uniform. For her height Usagi was surprisingly strong, since she was able to lift him bodily until he was at eye level with her.
"Now you listen to me" growled Usagi, "the love of my life is in the hospital probably dying, because my bag wouldn't stay put. He bled about a pint of blood in front of me, and the same blood is caked onto my bag. And you're telling me to lighten up? This is my soul-mate we're talking about buddy!"
"Loosen up Usagi. Geez I knew you were gone on the guy, but not gone to the point of no return" said the still levitating Shinggo.
"What?" sputtered Usagi, and pulling the helpless boy closer growled with even more menace thought possible for what used to be a kind, sweet girl, "How'd you find out? Who told you? Have you been reading my diary again?" looking at him through slitted eyes, she tried to see if he was lying.
"No I haven't been reading it again and I won't tell you until you put me down" said Shinggo tiredly. His lack of concern about his position told people that this was a daily occurrence as far as the two were concerned.
Dropping him was what exactly Usagi did, seeing as her brother landed on his butt.
"Now, talk."
"So you want me to tell you here in front of all this people?" Usagi looked around her and found that people had in fact gathered around them.
"Do you people mind? GET! Shoo!" shaking his head tiredly Shinggo merely looked on as Usagi tried to herd the people away. Finally after a while she gave up.
"That's it." turning around and grabbing her brother's hand, the young blonde dragged the poor boy to a more secluded place.
… Meanwhile with Mamoru…
"That's it and we're done here Chiba-san" said the doctor after wrapping his wound with the gauze.
"Thank you sir" standing up, Mamoru inspected the damage Usagi's bag did.
"If you don't mind my asking, exactly how did you manage to get such a, err, different, wound?"
Mamoru sweat-dropped and struggled to come up with an excuse "Someone on the walkway above me dropped her bag by accident."
"I'm guessing that the girl must not be that old considering…" the doctor trailed off, trying unsuccessfully to smother his laughter.
"Uh, yeah I guess" answered Mamoru lamely "well, thank you so much for your help Dr. Saito"
As Mamoru pulled the door close, he heard the unmistakable sound of laughter from the stoic doctor. The bereaved boy ran down the hallway blushing bright red, from humiliation and something close to giddiness. After all Usagi had practically branded him.
"You have to admit, Usa has already claimed Mamoru" said Rei as she sipped her shake, still in the arcade.
"I wouldn't call hitting the guy upside branding him" said Makoto now dryer and more lucid.
"Is there a difference?" asked Minako
"Well actually there is, to brand is to…" Ami stopped her explanation seeing that everybody else had just given her the evil eye. So the blue- haired genius settled for pouting and slumping even deeper into the booth.
"Actually Mako, technically, Usagi did brand Mamoru. He's going to have that bunny mark under his ear for a long time" said Motoki, chuckling at the memory.
Usagi's book bag, should it be lost will undoubtedly be found again. It screams her personality. White with little pink rabbits emblazoned around it, it's hard to miss. It's especially difficult to ignore the gold chibi- bunny pin stuck up front, with faux-ruby eyes big enough to mark a man, who in this case, was Mamoru.
"So anyway, how do we get the two dingbats together?" asked Rei
… Back with Usagi …
"So how'd you put the two of us together?"
" It doesn't take a genius to find out Nee-chan. Everybody knows how you feels except for that ice cube"
"Hey! Don't insult him like that. I'll have you know we're destined to be together" Shinggo snorted "he just doesn't know it yet" finished Usagi wretchedly.
"Nee-chan, you have no idea how sad a case you are do you?"
"Will you shut up!" the young boy simply leaned back and contemplated the view of the park near their home. He and Usagi had a special spot where they could talk about things and not ruin their image as a 'loving' brother and sister.
"Nee-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"Why exactly are you this gone over the guy?" Usagi looked to her brother. All the teasing glint gone, replaced with the uncertainty of a girl who was lonely,
"Honestly? It's because he makes me feel whole" she held up a hand as her brother's mouth opened, "let me finish." She said quietly, sitting up and drawing her knees to her chest she made, she made a picture that showed her brother how lonely she was despite her all friends.
"For all that he makes my life a living hell, Mamoru has been a constant reminder in my life that I have a reason for being alive. That what I do can touch someone. You should have seen him before Shinggo; he wouldn't say anything to anyone, except maybe Motoki. And when he did it was about school," tilting her head to the side, Usagi drew in a breath, "when he made fun of me I saw something come alive in him. I don't what it was, but it was like one minute he wasn't there, and the next he was. Shinggo, it was something to see, it was like he was coming alive for the first time."
Her brother looked at her and said quietly, "Even if he was making fun of you?" She looked at him and said just as quietly, "He's reacting, he's living, what is that compared to his coming alive?"
"Usagi…"
"Ototo, listen, he hasn't said anything to me, but I know that he's been through hell. If I can help him I will" this was said with so much conviction that Shinggo took a mental step back,
"If that makes you happy,"
"It does" after a moment of silence, the young boy shrugged, "You know what this is Usa-nee?" Usagi looked at him in question, Shinggo remained silent as he stood up and slowly walked away,
"This is a perfect example of why you should stop watching TV" that broke the mood, with a bang if I may add.
"Why you. Get back here!" Shinggo took off running for dear life as his sister swung her book bag, using it as a weapon, "SHINGGOOOOOOOOO! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!"
"I'm going to kill you" In this particular group of girls this phrase could be said without batting an eyelash, but at the moment 3 girls and 1 guy were left cowering in the corner. After all, it isn't often that they see sweet, gentle, patient Ami go on the warpath.
"I'm sorry?" squeaked Mina who was using Andrew as a shield. Ami went on, ignoring the fact that the entire group thought that she was overreacting just a *wee* bit, but they wisely held their tongues. They wanted to live longer, even Minako knew not to antagonize her more.
"You do NOT send a rabid woman after Mamoru, we're trying to set Usagi up with a physically and mentally sound man. Not some basket case, which he undoubtedly will become after Hana catches up with him"
"Aren't we exaggerating a bit?" said Motoki, "She isn't really that bad" The girls looked at him incredulously. "You're kidding right?" asked Makoto deadpanned.
"Where have you been for the last 3 years?" asked Rei, Minako who had up to until then remained silent suddenly pushed away from Motoki causing the poor boy to stumble into Makoto who was more than happy to catch him.
"Hey! Is this the same Hana who's been an out-patient at the Ward for the past few years?"
"YES!" answered all three girls,
"Oh…"
Motoki simply sat down and shook his head tiredly, the poor boy had no idea what he was getting into when he agreed to help matchmake.
~Motoki~
D*mnit Mamoru! The things I do for you. You better remember this when I'm old and gray and need someone to wipe my butt.
… In Mamoru's apartment…
Usagi's favorite victim was just getting comfortable with his mug of hot coffee and biology manual when he felt the hair at his neck stand on end. Having the feeling of impending doom the young man stood up and went around his apartment once, ending the search outside the balcony.
~Mamoru~
Why do I feel like I have to stay inside my house for the next two weeks? Usagi already bashed me on the head; I don't think anything worse can happen after that
Famous last words
You again? You'd think that I would at least lose that annoying little voice when Usagi whacked me on the head.
Nope, I'm here to make you miserable until you 'fess up to her
*Groan* This is so not my day.
Heh. Enjoy it while it lasts buddy, from the looks of things I'm going to be here a long time
Go away. I need an aspirin.