Disclaimer: Still the same, sigh…I don't own anything of Sailor Moon.
*How it Feels to Be Lonely* - Chapter 1-
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The sunlight streamed in between the two white lace curtains. The curtains fluttered and danced with the wind which lightly brushed inside through the partially opened window on the far wall. The curtains every so often blocked the sunlight, causing the light gray shadows of the mid-morning to flash daringly across the two sleeping figures.
One sleepy-head's arm rose out between the folds of white cloth and swung unbalanced in the air, before dropping and hitting the other. A sharp cry flew out, breaking the peaceful scene. Birds cawed angrily as they flew away from the sudden noise. Sound came back to full blast as annoying drivers honked their horns harshly at other slow and annoying drivers.
"UUUUUSSSSSAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! Why the CRAP did you do that for!?" an annoyed raven-haired man complained, loudly I might add, as he rose and rubbed his violated head. A small grunt was the only thing that came out of the offender's mouth before rolling over onto her other side. Small 'Z's were soon issued above her head as sleep once again took her away. "She's worse than an alarm clock…" he muttered as he stood and pulled on a deep blue silk robe and walked into the joined bathroom, left of the window, leaving the door open. He stared at his reflection as he rubbed his right hand across his over-night-stubble. Sighing, he opened the left-top drawer and began his early morning rituals.
Of course, last night wasn't exactly what you would call 'ritual', now would it, Mamo-chan?
A smile formed on his mouth. Of course last night wasn't ritual. And he would never forget it. It was like a signal when it happened. A somewhat mischievous look in his eyes when his razor slipped, nicking him right on the left side of his jaw. He cursed and dropped the 'damned' razor, putting pressure on the bleeding cut. He was still grumbling as soon as the pricking pain faded into a dull beat of pain and his heart rate went back down to normal. After quickly finishing, he dressed in a below waist, white T, rolled up, a little, on the sleeves and black pants. He scurried into the kitchen to feed what looked like a pack of food-deprived hounds.
Makoto's bleary eyes stared unwavering at the coffee cup in front of her. The somewhat scary milky-green eyes widened and stared even harder at the empty cup, as if cursing it for ruining her life and yet wishing for more. Snatching up the cup quickly, startling a sleepy Makoto, he looked at the rest of the 'hounds'. Ami was flipping through the channels on his small 18" TV he had on the counter facing the table. She sighed and smiled politely at a somewhat scared and horrified Mamoru. Minako and Rei, on the other hand, weren't so considerate. Silverware, napkins (one's that looked like they had been fed to a paper shredder…one suspiciously had what looked like a bite mark on it) lay strewn about the hardwood floor, two pots, one pan and an empty milk carton were being ignored as they lay forgotten in the corner between the fridge and the wall. They were still pulling open cabinet doors and letting them swing on their hinges, slamming closed. "Oh….my…..*GOD*!" Mamoru stared, open-mouthed at the two teens, startling them into a calm state. The noise level dropped, but then picked up as the two tried to explain.
"You have no food, Mamoru…"
"I'm staaaaaarving!!…"
"I tried making eggs, but you ran out of milk…"
"I am sooooo hungry…"
"But then miss bubblehead tried to help…GOD what a nightmare…"
"I was only helping….."
His eyes flicked nervously back and forth between the two, the heat of his anger making him twitch below his left eye. His beautiful…spotless kitchen….ruined…
"QUIIIEEEEEEEEEEETTT!!!!!!!!" he screamed, breathing deeply, unconsciously counting to 10 before clenching his hands into fists and rolled his eyes heavenward for slight help. "BOTH of you…start cleaning. If this kitchen isn't like it was before you…PEOPLE…trashed it…I won't make you breakfast and I'll kick you out of here starving!! START ALREADY!!!" He turned on his heel, and walked stoically back into his bedroom. "They…will SO be the death of me!!!" He slammed the door and felt a calm and warm hand rest lightly on his right shoulder.
"Honey, you must have patience. You will see, they can be just as good as they are annoying." She giggled and sat on the edge of the bed. His anger simmered down as he stared at his Usako.
She was clad in only one of his 'too-large-for-her' shirts, but did nothing to cover up her long, slender legs. The same legs that were wrapped around his waist last night while he…
I seriously need to think of something else…
He cleared his throat. "Gods, Usako…You're so beautiful." She blushed. As he stalked closer toward her, she knew that she wasn't going to leave his bedroom anytime soon. (AN: Heheh….)
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After having one of Mamo-chan's delicious breakfasts, Usagi skipped along the path to the Crown Arcade alone. Humming one of her favorite songs, she pushed open the doors tipping the bells above to dingle lightly.
"HEEY, Motoki!!" she called out as she plopped down on one of the black cushioned stools.
"Yo, Usagi-chan! You look ecstatic. Penny for your thoughts?" he smiled as he passed her, her daily intake of shake. She nodded and took a sip of her shake.
Silence.
"Well…?" he pressured.
"Where's my penny?" she said as she took another sip. He sighed as he dug a penny out of his apron pocket and handed it to her.
"Well…if you promise not to tell…especially not the girls." He nodded enthusiastically. She smiled again and continued. "Well…me and Mamo-chan…I mean Mamo-chan and I…we…kinda…-" he broke her off as he grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
"Spit it out!"
"ALRIGHT!!" she rolled her eyes as she shook her head. Jeez, get a grip, 'Toki! "Anyway, well we kinda…did…'IT' last night." She paused and held her breath as she waited for him to say something…anything.
Silence.
"Well…?" she pressured. Hmm…Am I feeling déjà vu?
"Where's my penny?" he smiled smugly as she threw the copper circle at him. She turned expectant eyes on him.
"That's great Usa-chan! So y'all are officially a couple now, right?" She sighed and rolled her eyes again. "Whatever you say, 'Toki, whatever you say." Just smile and nod, just smile and nod. She smiled and nodded as she slipped off her seat and took a seat near the 'Sailor V' game. Wow, it's been a long time since I've played this game! She chuckled to herself as she plopped her shake down and watched one of the customers try to beat the level they were on.
"Excuse me, miss, is this seat taken?" a deep, sultry voice sounded to her right. She turned her eyes around as they widened.
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Sooo0o0o0oo0…wha'dya think? Sorry about the cliff-hanger, but I thought it was the best place to end it…heheheh. R+R, PLZ!! I would like more reviews than the ones I have (Any one would, lol) c YA next TiMe!
~VS~