Author's Note: hello, it's me again! Bunnie! I know I cut it a bit short
the last chap, but I figure there's a less chance of the thing bunching up.
Disclaimer's note: I do not own the Sailor Moon series or its characters. You have been told. So please do not sue. ^-^ As much as I would try to actually pay for the damages, no one would truly gain a cent from me.
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Usagi took Mamoru's little hand into hers, he tensed up a little but relaxed after a few minutes. Smiling to herself, she continued on behind Makoto and Motoki. When they had reached Makoto's apartment building, Motoki smiled as she vanished up the stairs.
"So, how does it feel to be stuck in a 6 year old body again?" Motoki teased.
"Motoki-niichan, you shouldn't tease Mamoru like that!" Usagi scolded, then instantly regretted every opening her mouth.
Mamoru jerked his hand out of hers and started walking on with his chin high in the air. Sadly, being a 6 year old has its downs, he gracelessly tripped on air and fell on the hard pavement.
'Ooh, that's gotta hurt. I fake mines nowadays, but that was a real trip up' Usagi thought.
Motoki and Usagi both ran towards him. He had managed to earn himself a bruise in a matter of a few minutes. He started crying and wailing, causing Motoki and Usagi to wince and cover their ears.
" Jeez, how can you guys stand me when I'M like this?" Usagi asked.
" Oh, we're used to you, besides your wails are much more quieter," Motoki said honestly.
Usagi pulled out her bunny hanky and bandaged his bruised hand. Mamoru stopped crying instantly as she finished tying the small white cloth on his left hand.
"There, all better. Now we should go before it gets too late. I have to go to school tomorrow and I still have to enroll you in a nearby preschool," Usagi said as softly as she could.
Mamoru was stunned. He looked into her clear blue eyes and his heart began to beat faster and louder.
'She's so pretty. I feel so safe with her' His eyes widened slightly at his thoughts. ' What am I saying?! Mamoru. snap out of it man!'
The next 20 minutes to the apartment building was quiet. Motoki had offered to stay for protection in case of muggers. When they finally reached their destination, Motoki hugged Usagi and ruffled Mamoru's hair.
"hey! Just because I'm a 6 year old in appearance, doesn't mean you can treat me like one, Motoki!" Mamoru joked.
" Ya, but it's fun!" Motoki teased as he walked back to the crown arcade. " I'll pick Mamoru up from daycare tomorrow! We'll alternate!"
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Upon opening the door, Mamoru saw the final stage of Usagi's apartment. It looked clean and spacious, unlike his apartment, she actually had room to walk through. Although his house was clean, he had too many things and it looked as if he was always working.
"Well, Mamoru, its getting late and it's way past your bedtime," Usagi said sleepily.
Going to the bedroom for a few minutes, she changed into her pink pj's and had a pillow and a blanket in hand. She had placed them on the couch.
" Well, thank you Usagi," Mamoru said still in control of his emotions. Being the epitome of control, he had years of practice, but being in a 6 year old body made it quite challenging.
" Sure, Mamoru, now go on to the bedroom and get some sleep," Usagi said as she began to sit on the couch.
"I'm sleeping in your bedroom?" Mamoru asked.
Usagi looked at Mamoru strangely. "Yes. Why not?"
"It's your bedroom!" Mamoru replied. " I'm the visitor."
" Yes, you are, so you get the bed!" Usagi argued.
"I'm sure you'll be more comfortable on the bed than me"
"Mamoru go to the bedroom and go to sleep!"
" NO!"
"Mamoru, stop acting like a child! We have to get some sleep!"
" So I'll sleep on the floor!"
"Mamoru!"
"I don't get why I have to live with you! I can still take care of myself! I don't care if they don't let kids live alone! I'm not going to sleep in your bed!"
"Fine!"
Mamoru then went out of the apartment and into his own, slamming the door behind him.
' Jeez, I would've thought Mamoru would appreciate me giving my bed. but noooo he just has to complain about it!'
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"What was I thinking?!" Mamoru asked himself. " Did I just storm out of her apartment because of her bed?!"
Mamoru then went to his own bedroom, which looked huge and very uninviting. He felt a little intimidated with all of his belongings.
"And to think I bought this!" Mamoru grumbled under his breath. "Might as well go to sleep"
Crawling towards his pillow, he pulled up the blanket and tried his best not to be afraid of his dark room.
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For no sudden reason, Usagi woke up in the middle of the night with a bad feeling in her stomach. It was much like the ones when Shingo had been sick with the flu. Running towards the front door, she took her pink robe and put it on.
'Oh God, Mamoru what did you do now?' she thought as she ran towards his apartment. Turning the knob, she was surprised to find the door wasn't locked. For fear of a break-in, she took the cordless phone on a nearby table and was cautiously walking towards Mamoru's bedroom.
Once in, she heard a quiet sobbing at a corner. Turning on the lights, she saw Mamoru huddled on the far corner of the room hugging his knees and shaking as she cried.
"Oh, Mamo-chan," she whispered quietly as she walked towards the crying child. She knelt down in front of him and touched his shoulder. Much to her surprise, he jumped at her and cried in her arms.
"Shh. Shh. Tell me what happened," Usagi comforted the hysterical child.
" I-I was trying t-to sleep, but I-I was too scared of the dark. I wanted to call you, but I didn't know your number," Mamoru said. " Why am I acting this way?"
Usagi smiled at the innocence of his question.
"Mamo-chan," she said raising his face to meet his gaze. " You have the body of a 6 year old. With it came the emotions. You don't have much control, Mamo-chan. It's not your fault."
Usagi lulled him as he slowly fell asleep in her arms. She gently placed him back on the bed and tucked him in. Kissing his forehead, she wished him good night.
She then gathered her pillow and blanket from her apartment and went back to Mamoru's. She placed them on his couch and fell fast asleep.
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Author's Note: I know. It's a bit short, but I really want to be descriptive here. Being 6 is hard! Especially since Mamoru has no recollection on being 6, nor does he have his control! ^-^ fun!
Disclaimer's note: I do not own the Sailor Moon series or its characters. You have been told. So please do not sue. ^-^ As much as I would try to actually pay for the damages, no one would truly gain a cent from me.
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Usagi took Mamoru's little hand into hers, he tensed up a little but relaxed after a few minutes. Smiling to herself, she continued on behind Makoto and Motoki. When they had reached Makoto's apartment building, Motoki smiled as she vanished up the stairs.
"So, how does it feel to be stuck in a 6 year old body again?" Motoki teased.
"Motoki-niichan, you shouldn't tease Mamoru like that!" Usagi scolded, then instantly regretted every opening her mouth.
Mamoru jerked his hand out of hers and started walking on with his chin high in the air. Sadly, being a 6 year old has its downs, he gracelessly tripped on air and fell on the hard pavement.
'Ooh, that's gotta hurt. I fake mines nowadays, but that was a real trip up' Usagi thought.
Motoki and Usagi both ran towards him. He had managed to earn himself a bruise in a matter of a few minutes. He started crying and wailing, causing Motoki and Usagi to wince and cover their ears.
" Jeez, how can you guys stand me when I'M like this?" Usagi asked.
" Oh, we're used to you, besides your wails are much more quieter," Motoki said honestly.
Usagi pulled out her bunny hanky and bandaged his bruised hand. Mamoru stopped crying instantly as she finished tying the small white cloth on his left hand.
"There, all better. Now we should go before it gets too late. I have to go to school tomorrow and I still have to enroll you in a nearby preschool," Usagi said as softly as she could.
Mamoru was stunned. He looked into her clear blue eyes and his heart began to beat faster and louder.
'She's so pretty. I feel so safe with her' His eyes widened slightly at his thoughts. ' What am I saying?! Mamoru. snap out of it man!'
The next 20 minutes to the apartment building was quiet. Motoki had offered to stay for protection in case of muggers. When they finally reached their destination, Motoki hugged Usagi and ruffled Mamoru's hair.
"hey! Just because I'm a 6 year old in appearance, doesn't mean you can treat me like one, Motoki!" Mamoru joked.
" Ya, but it's fun!" Motoki teased as he walked back to the crown arcade. " I'll pick Mamoru up from daycare tomorrow! We'll alternate!"
* * *
Upon opening the door, Mamoru saw the final stage of Usagi's apartment. It looked clean and spacious, unlike his apartment, she actually had room to walk through. Although his house was clean, he had too many things and it looked as if he was always working.
"Well, Mamoru, its getting late and it's way past your bedtime," Usagi said sleepily.
Going to the bedroom for a few minutes, she changed into her pink pj's and had a pillow and a blanket in hand. She had placed them on the couch.
" Well, thank you Usagi," Mamoru said still in control of his emotions. Being the epitome of control, he had years of practice, but being in a 6 year old body made it quite challenging.
" Sure, Mamoru, now go on to the bedroom and get some sleep," Usagi said as she began to sit on the couch.
"I'm sleeping in your bedroom?" Mamoru asked.
Usagi looked at Mamoru strangely. "Yes. Why not?"
"It's your bedroom!" Mamoru replied. " I'm the visitor."
" Yes, you are, so you get the bed!" Usagi argued.
"I'm sure you'll be more comfortable on the bed than me"
"Mamoru go to the bedroom and go to sleep!"
" NO!"
"Mamoru, stop acting like a child! We have to get some sleep!"
" So I'll sleep on the floor!"
"Mamoru!"
"I don't get why I have to live with you! I can still take care of myself! I don't care if they don't let kids live alone! I'm not going to sleep in your bed!"
"Fine!"
Mamoru then went out of the apartment and into his own, slamming the door behind him.
' Jeez, I would've thought Mamoru would appreciate me giving my bed. but noooo he just has to complain about it!'
* * *
"What was I thinking?!" Mamoru asked himself. " Did I just storm out of her apartment because of her bed?!"
Mamoru then went to his own bedroom, which looked huge and very uninviting. He felt a little intimidated with all of his belongings.
"And to think I bought this!" Mamoru grumbled under his breath. "Might as well go to sleep"
Crawling towards his pillow, he pulled up the blanket and tried his best not to be afraid of his dark room.
* * *
For no sudden reason, Usagi woke up in the middle of the night with a bad feeling in her stomach. It was much like the ones when Shingo had been sick with the flu. Running towards the front door, she took her pink robe and put it on.
'Oh God, Mamoru what did you do now?' she thought as she ran towards his apartment. Turning the knob, she was surprised to find the door wasn't locked. For fear of a break-in, she took the cordless phone on a nearby table and was cautiously walking towards Mamoru's bedroom.
Once in, she heard a quiet sobbing at a corner. Turning on the lights, she saw Mamoru huddled on the far corner of the room hugging his knees and shaking as she cried.
"Oh, Mamo-chan," she whispered quietly as she walked towards the crying child. She knelt down in front of him and touched his shoulder. Much to her surprise, he jumped at her and cried in her arms.
"Shh. Shh. Tell me what happened," Usagi comforted the hysterical child.
" I-I was trying t-to sleep, but I-I was too scared of the dark. I wanted to call you, but I didn't know your number," Mamoru said. " Why am I acting this way?"
Usagi smiled at the innocence of his question.
"Mamo-chan," she said raising his face to meet his gaze. " You have the body of a 6 year old. With it came the emotions. You don't have much control, Mamo-chan. It's not your fault."
Usagi lulled him as he slowly fell asleep in her arms. She gently placed him back on the bed and tucked him in. Kissing his forehead, she wished him good night.
She then gathered her pillow and blanket from her apartment and went back to Mamoru's. She placed them on his couch and fell fast asleep.
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Author's Note: I know. It's a bit short, but I really want to be descriptive here. Being 6 is hard! Especially since Mamoru has no recollection on being 6, nor does he have his control! ^-^ fun!