Author's Note: hello people. Some people were asking how come I made Mamoru
go to a daycare instead of school... well, you see I sort of consider 1-2
grade day care. I mean, cuz last time I was in Taiwan, and I had to go to
1st grade, I still had naps and stuff... ^-^ *sigh* to be young again. But
don't worry, I had done that on purpose, you'll see why in this chapter.
Disclaimer's note: * like a drone* As I said before I don't own Sailor Moon. Dont sue.
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Mamoru began to look around him for the first time. He was interested in everything and anything. His attention span had gotten really short and he began to imagine everything was different. He looked up at the sky and saw the huge sky scrapers and began to feel smaller than his usual height.
"Gee, I never thought I'd say this, but the city sure looks scary," Mamoru said.
He heard Usagi chuckle at his comment and he looked up at his 'mother'. Her hair so long it touched the back of her knees. He could see it sway beside him, like a stream of silvery gold. She had revealed to him sooner that she could change her outfit so as to disguise herself, and she had done a great job.
Her hair was down, and her uniform had been changed into a light brown autum dress. Her school shoes were replaced with black sandals. She had looked a bit older, more regal. Her hair, instead of their usual light blonde color, it had been more silverish.
It was quiet between them and Mamoru took the opotunity to look around and see things like a child would. He saw the park and immediately, the thought of playing on the slide popped up in his mind. They had passed by a McDonald's restaurant and he thought of drinking a chocolate milkshake.
"here we are, Juuban Daycare centre"
Usagi's voice cut through his thoughts once again. He looked at the center in front of him. It looked like a small hospital. They went through the glass doors and walked over to the front desk. Usagi let go of Mamoru's hand and told him to play with the blocks by the corner.
'What? She wants me to-' He looked at the blocks in front of him ' They do look like fun. Hm, I wonder if I can make a castle?'
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"Hello, may I help you miss?" asked a middle aged woman with light brown hair. Her eyes were brown and comforting. Like a grandmother's would.
Usagi smiled at the lady. " Hello, My name is Mrs. Serena Shields. I'd like to enroll my son here," she said. " I know it's a bit late in the year, but my son and I had just moved here from Kyoto, we had some business ends to tie up."
"Ah, I see," the lady said kindly. " Well, of course. How old is the young boy?" she asked looking at Mamoru.
" Oh, young Mamoru has just turned 6, and I had no idea wheter I should've enrolled him in first grade or place him in a daycare still. He's such an enthusiastic boy," Usagi replied smoothly.
Mamoru was close enough to hear their conversation and was surprised that Usagi could hold up so well.
'She's a good actress. I wonder if she uses that to weasel out of trouble?'
He shrugged inwardly at his question and continued to build his castle. The lady in the front desk was surprised at his architectural skills and wondered if Mamoru was gifted.
"Mrs. Shields, how high is your son's IQ?" she asked. Usagi was shocked. She had no idea what to say. True she knew Mamoru's I.Q after browsing through the Azabu IQ results, but should she tell the desk clerk, or let her find out on her own?
"Well, I'm not quite positive on this, but I know Mamoru's IQ is just short of 300," Usagi said truthfully.
The woman in the front desk stared at Usagi wide eyed and back at the boy who was now placing the half finished castle away.
" Well, Mrs. Shield, I suppose we could try placing Mamoru in an advanced first grade class, seeing as he's got such a high IQ score," the woman said still in shock. She handed Usagi a brown clip board with a few papers and a pen. " here are the necessary papers you need to fill out and I'll go check with your son's teacher."
As the woman went towards the back door, Usagi sat down in a nearby chair and started to fill out the papers. Mamoru then walked to the chair next to her and sat down as well.
" So, can I help?" Mamoru asked.
"Sure"
"How'd you know my IQ score?" Mamoru asked.
" I found it when I was browsing through Azabu files," Usagi said not even looking up from the papers.
" What were you doing going through Azabu's files?" Mamoru asked her. Usagi looked at Mamoru and flashed a bright smile.
" I was answering one of the online IQ tests," she replied. "Hm, Mamoru, I have to list down your birthday and stuff, so I'll have to call Ami to give me the necessary answers... you stay put."
"Wait, before you go, how'd you score?" Mamoru asked as he pulled on her skirt before she went out the door. He looked into her clear blue eyes, and he felt his heart beat faster.
"Oh, the same as you," Usagi said and went to talk to Ami.
* * *
He was stunned, to say the least. ' Usagi... got the same score as I did? B- but... that would mean-'
"Excuse me, Mamoru?"
He looked towards his right to find an elderly man about the age of 47 or so. He had eyes that twinkled with wisdom and wrinkles in his forehead, but his features made Mamoru relax.
"yes?" he replied. "may I help you sir?"
The man looked as if he was shocked to hear such good manners from such a young boy.
" Well, I was just wondering where your mother was?" he asked.
Mamoru looked at the man and smiled. " My mother just went to the car to find my certificates and such. She'll be back shortly."
" Well, young man, you certainly have great manners. Tell me, do you happen to know what your IQ score was when you were younger?" the man asked him.
He looked around and saw Usagi coming back with a folder by her arm.
" Why don't you ask my mother? There she is," he said pointing towards Usagi.
The man stood up and smiled at Usagi as they shook hands.
"Hello, Mrs. Shields. I'm Kenneth Moyamato. I'm the vice principal of this school...," he said. " You look familiar... are you by any chance related to an Usagi Tsukino?"
Usagi paled a little and remembered her hair was down. ' Its a good thing I didnt bother to put up my usual hair style'
" Oh yes, Usagi is my cousin. How is the dear girl?" Usagi asked, hoping Mr. Moyamato wouldn't recognize her.
"Oh, she's fine, though she's not in school. You wouldn't happen to know what had happened to her, would you?" he hoped.
Usagi shook her head. "I'm sorry I haven't had contact with young Usa since I was in Kyoto. But I had contacted a good friend of hers, Motoki. He said she was going to be a bit late. She went to see the doctor."
Mamoru looked at Usagi and sighed. ' She's got this all worked out. I'm so proud!'
* * *
"Alright Mamoru, I'm going to change back into my normal self. I'm just going to be in the building next to this one," Usagi said, as she knelt down to fix his outfit. " If you need anything, go to the front desk and ask the lady to call me, Usagi okay?"
" sure," Mamoru said. "I'm not a kid you know," he whispered back.
Usagi smiled. "Yes, you are. Remember that Mamoru. Try to act as if you are 6." Planting a small kiss on his forehead, she ushered him into the classroom where other 6 yr. olds were waiting.
She stood by the doorway, just in case anything was to happen.
" Class, welcome Mamoru to our class. He just moved here from Kyoto, and like yourselves, Mamoru is also a small genius..."
Usagi smiled and left for her class. She fumbled through her sub space pocket to retreive a fake doctor's note and changed back into her normal clothes and hairstyle.
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Author's Note: I hope you guys know, that later in the story, there are going to be some big changes. I just hope you guys like the story so far, because its going to change dramatically after a few chapters. The storyline is still the same, but I had this big dream last night and it totally gave me a new idea. I didn't want to revise the story so, I'm just going to slowly let the two stories intersect.
Disclaimer's note: * like a drone* As I said before I don't own Sailor Moon. Dont sue.
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Mamoru began to look around him for the first time. He was interested in everything and anything. His attention span had gotten really short and he began to imagine everything was different. He looked up at the sky and saw the huge sky scrapers and began to feel smaller than his usual height.
"Gee, I never thought I'd say this, but the city sure looks scary," Mamoru said.
He heard Usagi chuckle at his comment and he looked up at his 'mother'. Her hair so long it touched the back of her knees. He could see it sway beside him, like a stream of silvery gold. She had revealed to him sooner that she could change her outfit so as to disguise herself, and she had done a great job.
Her hair was down, and her uniform had been changed into a light brown autum dress. Her school shoes were replaced with black sandals. She had looked a bit older, more regal. Her hair, instead of their usual light blonde color, it had been more silverish.
It was quiet between them and Mamoru took the opotunity to look around and see things like a child would. He saw the park and immediately, the thought of playing on the slide popped up in his mind. They had passed by a McDonald's restaurant and he thought of drinking a chocolate milkshake.
"here we are, Juuban Daycare centre"
Usagi's voice cut through his thoughts once again. He looked at the center in front of him. It looked like a small hospital. They went through the glass doors and walked over to the front desk. Usagi let go of Mamoru's hand and told him to play with the blocks by the corner.
'What? She wants me to-' He looked at the blocks in front of him ' They do look like fun. Hm, I wonder if I can make a castle?'
* * *
"Hello, may I help you miss?" asked a middle aged woman with light brown hair. Her eyes were brown and comforting. Like a grandmother's would.
Usagi smiled at the lady. " Hello, My name is Mrs. Serena Shields. I'd like to enroll my son here," she said. " I know it's a bit late in the year, but my son and I had just moved here from Kyoto, we had some business ends to tie up."
"Ah, I see," the lady said kindly. " Well, of course. How old is the young boy?" she asked looking at Mamoru.
" Oh, young Mamoru has just turned 6, and I had no idea wheter I should've enrolled him in first grade or place him in a daycare still. He's such an enthusiastic boy," Usagi replied smoothly.
Mamoru was close enough to hear their conversation and was surprised that Usagi could hold up so well.
'She's a good actress. I wonder if she uses that to weasel out of trouble?'
He shrugged inwardly at his question and continued to build his castle. The lady in the front desk was surprised at his architectural skills and wondered if Mamoru was gifted.
"Mrs. Shields, how high is your son's IQ?" she asked. Usagi was shocked. She had no idea what to say. True she knew Mamoru's I.Q after browsing through the Azabu IQ results, but should she tell the desk clerk, or let her find out on her own?
"Well, I'm not quite positive on this, but I know Mamoru's IQ is just short of 300," Usagi said truthfully.
The woman in the front desk stared at Usagi wide eyed and back at the boy who was now placing the half finished castle away.
" Well, Mrs. Shield, I suppose we could try placing Mamoru in an advanced first grade class, seeing as he's got such a high IQ score," the woman said still in shock. She handed Usagi a brown clip board with a few papers and a pen. " here are the necessary papers you need to fill out and I'll go check with your son's teacher."
As the woman went towards the back door, Usagi sat down in a nearby chair and started to fill out the papers. Mamoru then walked to the chair next to her and sat down as well.
" So, can I help?" Mamoru asked.
"Sure"
"How'd you know my IQ score?" Mamoru asked.
" I found it when I was browsing through Azabu files," Usagi said not even looking up from the papers.
" What were you doing going through Azabu's files?" Mamoru asked her. Usagi looked at Mamoru and flashed a bright smile.
" I was answering one of the online IQ tests," she replied. "Hm, Mamoru, I have to list down your birthday and stuff, so I'll have to call Ami to give me the necessary answers... you stay put."
"Wait, before you go, how'd you score?" Mamoru asked as he pulled on her skirt before she went out the door. He looked into her clear blue eyes, and he felt his heart beat faster.
"Oh, the same as you," Usagi said and went to talk to Ami.
* * *
He was stunned, to say the least. ' Usagi... got the same score as I did? B- but... that would mean-'
"Excuse me, Mamoru?"
He looked towards his right to find an elderly man about the age of 47 or so. He had eyes that twinkled with wisdom and wrinkles in his forehead, but his features made Mamoru relax.
"yes?" he replied. "may I help you sir?"
The man looked as if he was shocked to hear such good manners from such a young boy.
" Well, I was just wondering where your mother was?" he asked.
Mamoru looked at the man and smiled. " My mother just went to the car to find my certificates and such. She'll be back shortly."
" Well, young man, you certainly have great manners. Tell me, do you happen to know what your IQ score was when you were younger?" the man asked him.
He looked around and saw Usagi coming back with a folder by her arm.
" Why don't you ask my mother? There she is," he said pointing towards Usagi.
The man stood up and smiled at Usagi as they shook hands.
"Hello, Mrs. Shields. I'm Kenneth Moyamato. I'm the vice principal of this school...," he said. " You look familiar... are you by any chance related to an Usagi Tsukino?"
Usagi paled a little and remembered her hair was down. ' Its a good thing I didnt bother to put up my usual hair style'
" Oh yes, Usagi is my cousin. How is the dear girl?" Usagi asked, hoping Mr. Moyamato wouldn't recognize her.
"Oh, she's fine, though she's not in school. You wouldn't happen to know what had happened to her, would you?" he hoped.
Usagi shook her head. "I'm sorry I haven't had contact with young Usa since I was in Kyoto. But I had contacted a good friend of hers, Motoki. He said she was going to be a bit late. She went to see the doctor."
Mamoru looked at Usagi and sighed. ' She's got this all worked out. I'm so proud!'
* * *
"Alright Mamoru, I'm going to change back into my normal self. I'm just going to be in the building next to this one," Usagi said, as she knelt down to fix his outfit. " If you need anything, go to the front desk and ask the lady to call me, Usagi okay?"
" sure," Mamoru said. "I'm not a kid you know," he whispered back.
Usagi smiled. "Yes, you are. Remember that Mamoru. Try to act as if you are 6." Planting a small kiss on his forehead, she ushered him into the classroom where other 6 yr. olds were waiting.
She stood by the doorway, just in case anything was to happen.
" Class, welcome Mamoru to our class. He just moved here from Kyoto, and like yourselves, Mamoru is also a small genius..."
Usagi smiled and left for her class. She fumbled through her sub space pocket to retreive a fake doctor's note and changed back into her normal clothes and hairstyle.
* * *
Author's Note: I hope you guys know, that later in the story, there are going to be some big changes. I just hope you guys like the story so far, because its going to change dramatically after a few chapters. The storyline is still the same, but I had this big dream last night and it totally gave me a new idea. I didn't want to revise the story so, I'm just going to slowly let the two stories intersect.