Disclaimer - No, I do not own Sailor Moon, no matter how much I wish I did.
:'( If I did, then I would come up with a season where Usagi and Mamoru
could love easily. I mean, really. In the original, they hated one another,
in Romance he forgets her, in S and Supers they are kinda together.when he
doesn't have near death experiences, and in StarS, the first six episodes
are of the Senshi finding a way to save him from Neherenia's clutches, and
in the rest of the series, he's dead. That makes me sad. But I have StarS
now so I am happy. I'll stop rambling now, though. To make a long story
short, I don't own Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon.
~o~O~o~
Usagi sighed happily as Motoki brought her a chocolate-banana milkshake. She drank it slowly, savoring its sweet taste and thick texture. 'These milkshakes really are the best,' she thought. 'I could drink one and just die happy.'
The little bell rang over the door of the arcade, signifying the arrival of someone or another. Usagi looked up, letting her curiosity take advantage of her.
"Konichiiwa, Mamoru-san!" cried Motoki at the sight of his best friend. Usagi tried to shrink away unnoticed, but, of course, HE noticed her.
"Konichiiwa, Odango-Usagi. How have you been as of late? Still failing three classes?"
Usagi lifted her head up high as she walked by the beautiful visage of her tormenter. Smiling hautily, he looked her in the eyes as she passed him by. "Ja ne, Odango-Usagi," he stated as a last farewell.
Motoki choked on his laughter as she tripped at Mamoru's last insult. She looked back at the men with fire in her eyes. "Ja, gentlemen," she replied before she quickly left the arcade.
Motoki glared at Mamoru after changing his chuckle into a cough. "You are cold," he stated meaningfully.
"Arigato, Motoki-san," he replied.
"Demo, I thought-"
"Don't you have work to get to?" asked Mamoru coldly.
Motoki sighed at his friend's sudden change of moods. It was always like this when that little ray of sunshine came to the arcade. She meant more to Mamoru then he let on. It hurt Motoki to see his friend like this, but it WAS of his own doing. If he were only nicer to her . . .
"I'll have a strawberry milkshake to go, please, Motoki-sama," stated a buxom brunette who had come up to stand next to the pair of men.
"Hai, one moment, Makoto," replied Motoki.
"Arigato!" she cried as he left. "And please hurry!" After he had walked what she considered to be a far enough distance away, she turned angrily to Mamoru. "I saw the whole thing, you bakayarou!" she cried.
"Your point, Makoto-chan?" he asked calmly.
"She is extremely hurt by what you say to her, Mamoru-baka, so I want you to stop. If you were to be nice to her for even a week, I am sure that she would get over her problems with her, but you are so mean . . ."
Mamoru had pulled out his monthly planner. "Is a week from tomorrow okay with you?" he asked, gazing quickly over the dates. "I have nothing planned for any of those days."
Makoto stared at him as if he were crazy for a few seconds before replying; "Do you think that this is a joke? You REALLY hurt her!"
"Iie, this is no joke, Makoto-chan. I am deadly serious. Shall it be arranged then?"
"H-hai, Mamoru-ba . . .san," she answered, still sounding unsure. "But I still think that you are crazy."
"Perhaps," he responded, a small smile playing on his lips. "But our dear Odango-Usagi has something coming to her, and I just hope she is prepared for it."
'Hai, so do I,' she thought back. Mamoru turned and left mere seconds before Motoki came over with Makoto's strawberry milkshake.
"He loves her," she told him definitely.
"Insufferably," answered Motoki. "I can't wait to see how he reacts when he finally realizes."
Makoto laughed. "Ja, Motoki-sama."
He waved goodbye to her and busied himself with more busy customers.
---
Rei draped her arm soothingly over her sobbing friend. "Usako-chan, you can't let him keep hurting you like this," she stated softly.
Usagi pulled away from her best friend and cried out angrily, "He does not hurt me! I am just sick of his insults!"
"Denial," replied Minako. "Those are the tears of someone struggling through heartbreak." 'Trust me,' she thought, 'I'd know.'
"These are not heartbreak tears!" cried Usagi. "These are angry tears. ANGRY TEARS!!!"
Minako struggled with her friend's passionate response. Usagi usually didn't get this mad over stupid Mamoru-baka. "We know, we know," she soothed. "Gomen, Usako, I was just trying to get a response out of you. Gomen-nasai."
"Hai, gomen nasai," agreed Rei, looking like she too was feeling terrible.
Ami, who had been trying hard to be inconspicuous during Usagi's tantrum, brightened up her day by stating, "Usagi-chan, here comes Makoto with your milkshake."
Usagi smiled through the tears that had started flowing anew and unnoticed from her eyes and whispered, "Arigato, Ami-chan." Ami smiled back.
"Usa-chan, here is your milkshake!" cried Makoto when she reached the girls.
"Arigato, Makoto-chan," replied Usagi sweetly. "Gomen for making you go back and get me one, but I never got to finish my chocolate-banana one, so I was still thirsty . . ."
Makoto smiled. "It's okay, Usagi. I did it because I wanted to see you smile again." Usagi gave Makoto her widest and happiest smile. Makoto laughed. "Usagi, you are so joyous to be around."
Usagi smiled. She began to sip lightly on the straw that Makoto had brought with her, before sipping harder and harder on it, trying to devour its sweet flavor in record time.
"This is so good!" she cried to her friends.
Minako, Makoto, Ami, and Rei looked back at her and laughed to see her sipping furiously on the strawberry milkshake. She was so happy . . .
"Of course it's good!" cried Makoto. "Motoki made it so that you would feel better. You do feel better, don't you?"
"Hai!" replied Usagi ecstatically.
"If it is so good, then make a wish on it," said Rei. "I will infuse the power of Mars into it to make your wish come true."
"And I the power of Mercury," agreed Ami.
"And I of Jupiter," stated Makoto.
Minako was the last of Usagi's friends to say anything. She pondered something that had been eating at her for a while. "You glow with the aura of Venus, Usagi-chan," she said slowly. "For that reason, I will infuse the power of Venus; the power of Love, into the wish you are to make on your milkshake."
"Arigato, Mina-chan," Usagi whispered, and then said louder, "Arigato, my Senshi."
The girls smiled, and Usagi took the final, wishful sip of her milkshake.
Make him love me.
~o~O~o~
So, did you like it? I understand, it was kind of a cliffhanger, but stories are more fun that way. I wrote this story for fireash, because I HAD posted a Sailor Moon fic, but no one seemed to like it ::Touchi weeps:: so I took it off so that I could finish it and then repost it. I decided to write a fic for Usagi and Mamoru, however, because they are one of the few couples in anime that will remain eternal. Please, review this!!! I enjoy reviews so much . . . Ja!
Konichiiwa ~ hello
Ja ne ~ see ya
Odango ~ dumpling
Arigato ~ thank you
Demo ~ but
Sama ~ an addition to names showing respect
Hai ~ yes
Bakayarou ~ asshole
Baka ~ idiot
Gomen-nasai ~ I'm really sorry
Gomen ~ sorry
~o~O~o~
Usagi sighed happily as Motoki brought her a chocolate-banana milkshake. She drank it slowly, savoring its sweet taste and thick texture. 'These milkshakes really are the best,' she thought. 'I could drink one and just die happy.'
The little bell rang over the door of the arcade, signifying the arrival of someone or another. Usagi looked up, letting her curiosity take advantage of her.
"Konichiiwa, Mamoru-san!" cried Motoki at the sight of his best friend. Usagi tried to shrink away unnoticed, but, of course, HE noticed her.
"Konichiiwa, Odango-Usagi. How have you been as of late? Still failing three classes?"
Usagi lifted her head up high as she walked by the beautiful visage of her tormenter. Smiling hautily, he looked her in the eyes as she passed him by. "Ja ne, Odango-Usagi," he stated as a last farewell.
Motoki choked on his laughter as she tripped at Mamoru's last insult. She looked back at the men with fire in her eyes. "Ja, gentlemen," she replied before she quickly left the arcade.
Motoki glared at Mamoru after changing his chuckle into a cough. "You are cold," he stated meaningfully.
"Arigato, Motoki-san," he replied.
"Demo, I thought-"
"Don't you have work to get to?" asked Mamoru coldly.
Motoki sighed at his friend's sudden change of moods. It was always like this when that little ray of sunshine came to the arcade. She meant more to Mamoru then he let on. It hurt Motoki to see his friend like this, but it WAS of his own doing. If he were only nicer to her . . .
"I'll have a strawberry milkshake to go, please, Motoki-sama," stated a buxom brunette who had come up to stand next to the pair of men.
"Hai, one moment, Makoto," replied Motoki.
"Arigato!" she cried as he left. "And please hurry!" After he had walked what she considered to be a far enough distance away, she turned angrily to Mamoru. "I saw the whole thing, you bakayarou!" she cried.
"Your point, Makoto-chan?" he asked calmly.
"She is extremely hurt by what you say to her, Mamoru-baka, so I want you to stop. If you were to be nice to her for even a week, I am sure that she would get over her problems with her, but you are so mean . . ."
Mamoru had pulled out his monthly planner. "Is a week from tomorrow okay with you?" he asked, gazing quickly over the dates. "I have nothing planned for any of those days."
Makoto stared at him as if he were crazy for a few seconds before replying; "Do you think that this is a joke? You REALLY hurt her!"
"Iie, this is no joke, Makoto-chan. I am deadly serious. Shall it be arranged then?"
"H-hai, Mamoru-ba . . .san," she answered, still sounding unsure. "But I still think that you are crazy."
"Perhaps," he responded, a small smile playing on his lips. "But our dear Odango-Usagi has something coming to her, and I just hope she is prepared for it."
'Hai, so do I,' she thought back. Mamoru turned and left mere seconds before Motoki came over with Makoto's strawberry milkshake.
"He loves her," she told him definitely.
"Insufferably," answered Motoki. "I can't wait to see how he reacts when he finally realizes."
Makoto laughed. "Ja, Motoki-sama."
He waved goodbye to her and busied himself with more busy customers.
---
Rei draped her arm soothingly over her sobbing friend. "Usako-chan, you can't let him keep hurting you like this," she stated softly.
Usagi pulled away from her best friend and cried out angrily, "He does not hurt me! I am just sick of his insults!"
"Denial," replied Minako. "Those are the tears of someone struggling through heartbreak." 'Trust me,' she thought, 'I'd know.'
"These are not heartbreak tears!" cried Usagi. "These are angry tears. ANGRY TEARS!!!"
Minako struggled with her friend's passionate response. Usagi usually didn't get this mad over stupid Mamoru-baka. "We know, we know," she soothed. "Gomen, Usako, I was just trying to get a response out of you. Gomen-nasai."
"Hai, gomen nasai," agreed Rei, looking like she too was feeling terrible.
Ami, who had been trying hard to be inconspicuous during Usagi's tantrum, brightened up her day by stating, "Usagi-chan, here comes Makoto with your milkshake."
Usagi smiled through the tears that had started flowing anew and unnoticed from her eyes and whispered, "Arigato, Ami-chan." Ami smiled back.
"Usa-chan, here is your milkshake!" cried Makoto when she reached the girls.
"Arigato, Makoto-chan," replied Usagi sweetly. "Gomen for making you go back and get me one, but I never got to finish my chocolate-banana one, so I was still thirsty . . ."
Makoto smiled. "It's okay, Usagi. I did it because I wanted to see you smile again." Usagi gave Makoto her widest and happiest smile. Makoto laughed. "Usagi, you are so joyous to be around."
Usagi smiled. She began to sip lightly on the straw that Makoto had brought with her, before sipping harder and harder on it, trying to devour its sweet flavor in record time.
"This is so good!" she cried to her friends.
Minako, Makoto, Ami, and Rei looked back at her and laughed to see her sipping furiously on the strawberry milkshake. She was so happy . . .
"Of course it's good!" cried Makoto. "Motoki made it so that you would feel better. You do feel better, don't you?"
"Hai!" replied Usagi ecstatically.
"If it is so good, then make a wish on it," said Rei. "I will infuse the power of Mars into it to make your wish come true."
"And I the power of Mercury," agreed Ami.
"And I of Jupiter," stated Makoto.
Minako was the last of Usagi's friends to say anything. She pondered something that had been eating at her for a while. "You glow with the aura of Venus, Usagi-chan," she said slowly. "For that reason, I will infuse the power of Venus; the power of Love, into the wish you are to make on your milkshake."
"Arigato, Mina-chan," Usagi whispered, and then said louder, "Arigato, my Senshi."
The girls smiled, and Usagi took the final, wishful sip of her milkshake.
Make him love me.
~o~O~o~
So, did you like it? I understand, it was kind of a cliffhanger, but stories are more fun that way. I wrote this story for fireash, because I HAD posted a Sailor Moon fic, but no one seemed to like it ::Touchi weeps:: so I took it off so that I could finish it and then repost it. I decided to write a fic for Usagi and Mamoru, however, because they are one of the few couples in anime that will remain eternal. Please, review this!!! I enjoy reviews so much . . . Ja!
Konichiiwa ~ hello
Ja ne ~ see ya
Odango ~ dumpling
Arigato ~ thank you
Demo ~ but
Sama ~ an addition to names showing respect
Hai ~ yes
Bakayarou ~ asshole
Baka ~ idiot
Gomen-nasai ~ I'm really sorry
Gomen ~ sorry
