Rating: PG

Season: first

Story type: Usa/Mamo romance

Story Line: Setsuna decides to go on a vacation, leaving the time gate to Haruka/Michiru. Haruka decides to go to the past and get Mamoru and Usagi together *her way*

DISCLAIMER: we don't own BSSM or any characters affiliated with BSSM.

*Note: This story isn't going to have any Senshi stuff in it. But it is going to have a lot of silliness.

DISCLAIMER: Sailor Moon or any of the characters affiliated with Sailor Moon do not belong to us. We don't own Anita Blake either.

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Odango?!?! Great! Just Great! That was sarcasm, by the way. My face clouded. So I had to deal with another mean sempai! One was more than enough. I just wasn't up to handling two Chiba Mamoru's.

I turned my eyes to peer at that damned man. Mamoru's azure eyes had turned an icy shade of navy blue. His indigo eyes were blazing as he shifted his eyes at me. Smiling inwardly, I giggled. Did Chiba Mamoru think he was the only man on the planet? Did he think that I cared about him going out with Rei?

I, Tsukino Usagi, was going to prove him wrong!

My friends stared at me, their eyes pleading, as if telling me not to punch that guy in the face for calling me Odango. Little did they know that that was the exact opposite of what I was going to do. *They* were going to be surprised.

I giggled again, looking at his hazel eyes. "You're so kind," I said smiling, my voice extra sweet. Maybe it was my imagination, but I saw his lips shift in what looked like a suppressed smirk.

My friends, Onee-san and Mamoru-baka looked disbelievingly at me, shocked that I hadn't screamed or thrown a fit at the man. My smile widened. "What's your name?" I asked, "My name is Usagi."

The blonde man smiled, "My name is Haruka," he said, "Can I call you Usa?"

Usa??? OK, this was getting a little weird. Don't be a wimp, Usagi, that attitude is not going to work with your 'act'. I wanted to show Rei that she wasn't the only one who could get a date.

Jealous? Me? Nah!!!

"Sure," I said in my brightest voice and smiled at him.

Rei stood next to Mamoru, looking incredulous. Her brown eyes were wide, as if she couldn't *believe* someone was interested in me at all. Was she really that mean, that horrible, that critical of me?

No, she wasn't. I knew she was happy for me. I was just exaggerating. Why was I thinking these things about Rei, shouldn't I be happy for her? She had pined and chased after that hideous baka (I have absolutely no idea what she sees in him) for months and now she finally received her chance.

Somehow, I knew it was all that Baka's fault! First, he made me feel weird, and now he was making me jea… oops, I nearly said the j word again. Tsukino Usagi, you are NOT jealous! Damn that Chiba Mamoru! Damn him to hell! No, Damn him to the ninth circle of hell! May he bald at the age of twenty five and lose all that luxurious ebony hair! May he break his perfectly shaped white teeth! May he gain sixty pounds and have a beer belly! So lost was I in my curses, that I did not notice Haruka draw closer to me.

"You know, Usa," Haruka said putting his hands on my shoulders, "you're kind of cute."

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Mamoru's POV

I boiled! Cute? CUTE? How dare anyone call MY Odango Atama cute? I saw Motoki smile with the corners of my eyes, he seemed be enjoying this. Growling softly, I glared at my so called best friend.

I wanted to be the ONLY one she bumped into. *I* wanted to be the one she would smile at.

I suddenly loathed this Haruka. I hated his stupid maroon and hazel uniform. I hated how he could be close to Usagi and I couldn't. I hated that he could make her laugh and I couldn't. I could only make her glare out of anger. If I was standing that close to Usagi she would have grabbed, and I mean literally, the closest heavy object she could find and hurled it on my head, making sure that I had a good concussion.

Haruka sifted and looked at me, I could have sworn I saw a smirk on his lips. "You look kind of pale," he said smiling lightly, "Are you okay?" he asked, one of his arms was casually draped around Usagi.

How DARE this, this, my brain searched for an insult so deep that it would scar him, skinny (not the best of insults, I know) boy touch the pure and angelic Usagi in that way! I would not stand for it!

"Mamoru-kun, are you sick?"

I shook my head and grumbled a no at Motoki. I did not fail to notice how he had that silly grin on his face and how his eyes lightened. I glared at Haruka. "I'm okay."

Haruka smiled at me, his hazel eyes shone a bit. He looked like he was going to fall on the floor laughing. I, Chiba Mamoru, refuse to be laughed at. I was going to teach this idiot a few things and give him a piece of mind since he seemed to have none. "What are you laughing at?"

Haruka immediately suppressed any desire to laugh. His eyes turned into sly slits. "Nothing, I just remembered something."

I rolled my eyes. Apparently, this was another air headed boy like Motoki. Usagi, for some *strange* reason, seemed to have a thing for these boys. It was bad enough I had to deal with her constant flirting with Motoki, now-

"Baka, you're spacing out. Stop it! You look creepy."

Her beautiful cerulean eyes peered at me from behind Haruka. "Creepy?" I asked, my eyes lightening, "what an interesting word choice."

Usagi just narrowed her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me. That was NOT a healthy thing to happen to me at the moment. My body immediately reacted to seeing her small pink tongue, making my head wonder what it would be like to taste-

"Mamoru…"

Haruka's voice ended my dream teresly. I glared at the boy. "what?"

Haruka smiled slyly, his eyes shone with hidden mischief. "Your voice was so wonderfully, er, um, resonant, that I heard you ask someone out on a date," his voice had a slight edge, making his tone almost contemptuous.

"So?" I asked irritably, I didn't have time to answer stupid questions to stupid little boys.

Haruka's smile widened and the light in his eyes shone brightly. "I was wondering if we could double date, I'll take Usa." His arms reached for Usagi again.

"Wow," Usagi said, her cerulean eyes wide, full of wonder and excitement, the kind of expression you would see in a kid going to Disney World. "You want to ask me out on a da, dat, date?" she asked, her eyes were shining shades lighter. She had a bright smile on her full lips.

Haruka smiled, "Of course I do. What man wouldn't want to."

I swear, for a minute I saw burning volcanic red. Completely red. Inadvertly red, even. What the HELL had just happened? Did this pathetically skinny (I was never good at insulting anyone) air-head blond just dare to ask my girl out? Not bloody likely!

Wait, Chiba, my idiotic brain reasoned as every other organ in my body yelled at me to lash out at the boy. Usagi isn't your girl, she can't stand your sight. And besides, she seems really happy. If you do something stupid, she might hate you forever. My eyes softened as I turned to gaze at my angel.

She was smiling, so brightly at another man, the kind of smile I wanted to get out of her. I bit back my frustration.

Asking Rei out had a mistake, not only would it be hard to get with Usagi, but Rei's feelings would be hurt too. But I couldn't cancel at this instant, I had too much pride. The only thing left to do was to go along with my plan. Maybe Odango Atama would be jealous later.

"So, Rei," I said, "see you at eight," I turned, to walk out of the arcade before she asked me anything. "See you too, Haruka and Odango Atama." I patted Usagi on the head and left without turning back.

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Usagi's POV

So, he thinks that Rei looks good? That her style is better than mine? That her lustrous black hair is better than my plain blond hair? Does he think he is too beautiful to date simple, plain, uninteresting Usagi?

I paced around angrily in the Juuban mall. Chiba Mamoru was going to be sorry he never noticed *me* that way. After all, who was I to him any way? Just a fourteen-year-old kid, who occasionally ran into him.

He, on the other hand was tall, dark, with ivory skin and azure eyes, muscular body, especially those biceps…

Aaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhh.

Tsukino Usagi, you're not in the least attracted to that conceited jerk. Haruka is much better looking than he is and you're lucky he asked you out. So forget about Chiba Mamoru and enjoy life. But that didn't mean that I couldn't make the demon spawn sorry that he had asked Rei out instead of me, I thought, grinning evilly.

Ha ha, Chiba, your Odango Atama is going to get a make over. I'm going to make you SUFFER! Muhahahahahahaha! I blushed as a couple of people stopped to stare at me.

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Next chapter preview: poor Mamo-chan is stuck in a date from hell. Haruka pushes Mamoru's limits as far as she can.