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The next morning found Mamoru running out of his apartment's elevator towards his car. It was 9:45; his classes start at 9:15. Mamoru had never been late in his life, but the incessant screaming of his next door neighbor and the pounding on the wall in separating their rooms kept him up the entire night. When he called the management to complain, they told him that the man's wife was in, and that he was probably getting some action. For the sleep-deprived boy that was a bit *too* much information.
Oddly enough, as far as he knew, his next door neighbor was single. He shrugged; it might have been a shotgun wedding.
Just as Mamoru eased his car out of the driveway, his neighbor come stumbling out looking for the world like a war escapee. Mamoru grunted and ignored the scene, and as he was closing his window he could've sworn he heard the boy scream something along the lines of: "IIIE HANA! STAY AWAY FROM ME!!"
~Mamoru~
Feh. People get weirder and weirder everyday.
You're one to talk Einstein, you talk to yourself and pick fights with your dream girl
Will you give up already? I am not going to court Odango in any lifetime. And that's that.
You know what? You need to have an Usagi-rush today. Grumpy could be more social than you are
What would you know about being social?
Apparently a sh*t-load more than you
Go jump of a cliff.
Can't, means, YOU would have to come along for the ride then
My life sucks.
Good of you to notice
… At the Arcade…
*YAWN* stretching her arms, Minako trudged into the arcade and gracefully plopped down into the seat next to Ami. "So Ames, whatcha got planned for the two dingbats?" she asked sleepily.
"Ohayo to you to Mina," said the genius, smiling wryly at their unofficial code-name for Usagi and Mamoru.
"You know I doubt of those two would appreciate being called dingbats" said Motoki as he served the group their order,
"Yeah well no-ones going to tell them right?" asked Rei as she looked at the group over.
"Nope, I want to stay alive thank you very much," said Makoto as she snuggled next to a hapless and helpless Motoki.
"Oi! Enough of that Mako, you can molest Motoki later" said Rei as she untangled the two. The poor boy blushed red as Makoto glared Rei. Motoki said a quick prayer of thanks to whichever Kami that was watching over him.
"Hmph!" Ami shook her head in resignation while Minako jump-started herself with sugar, pure sugar. Bouncing in place she squealed "Love! Love! Love! Love! Love!"
"Will someone please knock her out?" asked Rei tiredly.
"Minako, if you settle down I can tell you of my plan to get the two dingbats together"
"Oooooh. Really Ames? Whatcha got up your shirt?" asked the hyper blonde.
"Sleeve, Mina, the right one is 'what do I have up my sleeve?'."
"But you're wearing a shirt?"
*Sigh* "Never mind…"
"Forget about Minako Ames, just tell us what you have planned for the dingbats." Asked Makoto, finally getting into the swing of things.
"I really, really doubt they'd like that code-name" interjected Motoki. Everybody ignored him.
Grinning evilly Ami began, "Since you have already set Hana after Mamoru, I had no choice except to take up damage control," it was at this point that Motoki started to be nervous. With more than a shaky voice he asked "What kind of damage control?"
"Do you all remember that horrid neighbor of Mamoru-san's that kept reporting us to the management whenever we dropped by for a visit?"
"I remember him," said Rei, "the ugly guy with even uglier clothes"
Nodding Ami continued, "Well, I 'tripped' into Mamoru-san's building computer, and I was reading the information that came on screen, not that I looked for it mind you, it was just there." Ami rushed the explanation after seeing Motoki turn an interesting shade of blue with her 'confession'. Coughing nervously Motoki nodded for Ami to continue.
"And I promise to you, it was an accident, Mamoru-san's apartment number got switched with his. I really don't know how it happened but it did." The rest of the girls snickered, Minako took a while longer to get it but understood after Makoto explained it to her. The girls were all quietly chanting Ami's name, a three member cheering squad for the blue-haired genius. Only Motoki looked concerned with Ami's explanation.
"Ami, you do know that hacking into another's computer is a felony?"
"But Motoki-san, it was just there. I didn't even get to type in Mamoru- san's name yet." Anything else Motoki was going to say was forgotten as Minako stood on the table and screamed:
"There's love in the air people! Choke on it!"
… …
"Do you know her?"
"I don't, how about you Rei?"
"Never seen her in my life."
*Groan* Motoki banged his head on the table in resignation.
… Meanwhile in the Tsukino residence …
*Groan*
"Nee-chan, I don't think Okaa will like the new design of Obaa-san's tea table," said her brother as he surveyed the groves permanently banged onto the fragile antique.
"Go away Shinggo, I want to alone in my shame"
"You really have to stop watching those soaps," said the young boy, "you're getting as sappy as they are. Was that Tomoe's line yesterday?"
"No I do not," glaring at her brother through bleary eyes she shook her head "She said that to Ayano when Mike broke up with her in last week's episode." Shinggo shook his head in defeat; "I rest my case."
… At Crown Arcade again…
"I'm beginning to get worried about Usagi, I haven't seen her for the past 3 days" said Motoki.
Rei looked up from the plans Ami had made and cocked her head to the side, "'Ne Motoki-kun, how long have you known Usagi?" After a moment of thinking he replied, "A little over 12 years now, why?" Makoto answered with a question of her own, "What about Mamoru-san?"
Puzzled, the boy replied "About 8 or 5 years give or take a few years."
*Sigh* "Motoki-san, you've known them this long and still haven't mastered their rituals yet?" said Ami. Even more confused the blonde shook his head. With practiced patience the young genius took out a placard and easel, "Listen closely Motoki-san, I will do this only once." Clearing her throat, Ami began. "The Usagilopucus is a specimen of great charm and absolute kindness who regularly shies away from people it's believes it has wronged in any way. It will continue to do so until it feels that the coast is clear. Something like what an ostrich will do when it senses danger." At Motoki's blank look Ami sighed and continued, "Standard operating procedure, Duck and Cover."
Minako continued to laugh maniacally in the background while she spoon-fed herself more sugar, Rei wondered out loud if Usagi and Mamoru were dense enough to realize they could not fight the inevitable. She believed they were stubborn enough to. And Makoto seemed bent on the fact that Motoki should sit nearer to her and pulled him closer to her. Ami was content for the moment to instruct the young blond on the habits of their friends. While Motoki simply wanted to get away from them as soon as humanly possible.
"Motoki? How long have you had that twitch in your cheek?"
Hello all! I hope this'll do for now. School has been hell; this is a short version of what I wanted chpt 3 to be. I'll fix it a bit soon as I find time. Thanks for reading this, don't forget to r&r. Constructive criticisms are all I'll take, no useless flames ~^,
The next morning found Mamoru running out of his apartment's elevator towards his car. It was 9:45; his classes start at 9:15. Mamoru had never been late in his life, but the incessant screaming of his next door neighbor and the pounding on the wall in separating their rooms kept him up the entire night. When he called the management to complain, they told him that the man's wife was in, and that he was probably getting some action. For the sleep-deprived boy that was a bit *too* much information.
Oddly enough, as far as he knew, his next door neighbor was single. He shrugged; it might have been a shotgun wedding.
Just as Mamoru eased his car out of the driveway, his neighbor come stumbling out looking for the world like a war escapee. Mamoru grunted and ignored the scene, and as he was closing his window he could've sworn he heard the boy scream something along the lines of: "IIIE HANA! STAY AWAY FROM ME!!"
~Mamoru~
Feh. People get weirder and weirder everyday.
You're one to talk Einstein, you talk to yourself and pick fights with your dream girl
Will you give up already? I am not going to court Odango in any lifetime. And that's that.
You know what? You need to have an Usagi-rush today. Grumpy could be more social than you are
What would you know about being social?
Apparently a sh*t-load more than you
Go jump of a cliff.
Can't, means, YOU would have to come along for the ride then
My life sucks.
Good of you to notice
… At the Arcade…
*YAWN* stretching her arms, Minako trudged into the arcade and gracefully plopped down into the seat next to Ami. "So Ames, whatcha got planned for the two dingbats?" she asked sleepily.
"Ohayo to you to Mina," said the genius, smiling wryly at their unofficial code-name for Usagi and Mamoru.
"You know I doubt of those two would appreciate being called dingbats" said Motoki as he served the group their order,
"Yeah well no-ones going to tell them right?" asked Rei as she looked at the group over.
"Nope, I want to stay alive thank you very much," said Makoto as she snuggled next to a hapless and helpless Motoki.
"Oi! Enough of that Mako, you can molest Motoki later" said Rei as she untangled the two. The poor boy blushed red as Makoto glared Rei. Motoki said a quick prayer of thanks to whichever Kami that was watching over him.
"Hmph!" Ami shook her head in resignation while Minako jump-started herself with sugar, pure sugar. Bouncing in place she squealed "Love! Love! Love! Love! Love!"
"Will someone please knock her out?" asked Rei tiredly.
"Minako, if you settle down I can tell you of my plan to get the two dingbats together"
"Oooooh. Really Ames? Whatcha got up your shirt?" asked the hyper blonde.
"Sleeve, Mina, the right one is 'what do I have up my sleeve?'."
"But you're wearing a shirt?"
*Sigh* "Never mind…"
"Forget about Minako Ames, just tell us what you have planned for the dingbats." Asked Makoto, finally getting into the swing of things.
"I really, really doubt they'd like that code-name" interjected Motoki. Everybody ignored him.
Grinning evilly Ami began, "Since you have already set Hana after Mamoru, I had no choice except to take up damage control," it was at this point that Motoki started to be nervous. With more than a shaky voice he asked "What kind of damage control?"
"Do you all remember that horrid neighbor of Mamoru-san's that kept reporting us to the management whenever we dropped by for a visit?"
"I remember him," said Rei, "the ugly guy with even uglier clothes"
Nodding Ami continued, "Well, I 'tripped' into Mamoru-san's building computer, and I was reading the information that came on screen, not that I looked for it mind you, it was just there." Ami rushed the explanation after seeing Motoki turn an interesting shade of blue with her 'confession'. Coughing nervously Motoki nodded for Ami to continue.
"And I promise to you, it was an accident, Mamoru-san's apartment number got switched with his. I really don't know how it happened but it did." The rest of the girls snickered, Minako took a while longer to get it but understood after Makoto explained it to her. The girls were all quietly chanting Ami's name, a three member cheering squad for the blue-haired genius. Only Motoki looked concerned with Ami's explanation.
"Ami, you do know that hacking into another's computer is a felony?"
"But Motoki-san, it was just there. I didn't even get to type in Mamoru- san's name yet." Anything else Motoki was going to say was forgotten as Minako stood on the table and screamed:
"There's love in the air people! Choke on it!"
… …
"Do you know her?"
"I don't, how about you Rei?"
"Never seen her in my life."
*Groan* Motoki banged his head on the table in resignation.
… Meanwhile in the Tsukino residence …
*Groan*
"Nee-chan, I don't think Okaa will like the new design of Obaa-san's tea table," said her brother as he surveyed the groves permanently banged onto the fragile antique.
"Go away Shinggo, I want to alone in my shame"
"You really have to stop watching those soaps," said the young boy, "you're getting as sappy as they are. Was that Tomoe's line yesterday?"
"No I do not," glaring at her brother through bleary eyes she shook her head "She said that to Ayano when Mike broke up with her in last week's episode." Shinggo shook his head in defeat; "I rest my case."
… At Crown Arcade again…
"I'm beginning to get worried about Usagi, I haven't seen her for the past 3 days" said Motoki.
Rei looked up from the plans Ami had made and cocked her head to the side, "'Ne Motoki-kun, how long have you known Usagi?" After a moment of thinking he replied, "A little over 12 years now, why?" Makoto answered with a question of her own, "What about Mamoru-san?"
Puzzled, the boy replied "About 8 or 5 years give or take a few years."
*Sigh* "Motoki-san, you've known them this long and still haven't mastered their rituals yet?" said Ami. Even more confused the blonde shook his head. With practiced patience the young genius took out a placard and easel, "Listen closely Motoki-san, I will do this only once." Clearing her throat, Ami began. "The Usagilopucus is a specimen of great charm and absolute kindness who regularly shies away from people it's believes it has wronged in any way. It will continue to do so until it feels that the coast is clear. Something like what an ostrich will do when it senses danger." At Motoki's blank look Ami sighed and continued, "Standard operating procedure, Duck and Cover."
Minako continued to laugh maniacally in the background while she spoon-fed herself more sugar, Rei wondered out loud if Usagi and Mamoru were dense enough to realize they could not fight the inevitable. She believed they were stubborn enough to. And Makoto seemed bent on the fact that Motoki should sit nearer to her and pulled him closer to her. Ami was content for the moment to instruct the young blond on the habits of their friends. While Motoki simply wanted to get away from them as soon as humanly possible.
"Motoki? How long have you had that twitch in your cheek?"
Hello all! I hope this'll do for now. School has been hell; this is a short version of what I wanted chpt 3 to be. I'll fix it a bit soon as I find time. Thanks for reading this, don't forget to r&r. Constructive criticisms are all I'll take, no useless flames ~^,