Hope you all could bare the wait. This is the final chapter. I'll try and concentrate more on Silver wrapped gift more. But it's difficult. I got this huge paper I have to be working on plus the usual work. Anyway, let's pick up where we left off, shall we?

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His eyes opened to be met by a breathtaking sight. Usagi had her eyes closed. Her cheeks were heavenly flushed. He realized he didn't want to stop kissing her, because he liked the way she looked. She looked as if on cloud nine. And he felt proud to have put her there. Honored that she would let him do this.

Just as his eyes fluttered shut again, he felt something that almost made him shiver, if he hadn't caught himself. Usagi ran the tip of her tongue along his bottom lip.Aren't I supposed to do that?

Still he found himself answering, obediently parting his lips and allowing her access.

Every rational thought disappeared from his mind. No, scratch that. Every kind of thought, at all. All he could do, was feel the gentle caress of Usagi's tongue to his own. Shutting off everything around him, wasn't perhaps the wisest of things, considering they were in a public park, but right then, he couldn't care less. His senses were clouded by the girl in his arms.

Girl. Oh dear. Here he was, kissing a fourteen year old junior high schoolgirl. Not good. Not good at all.

Breaking the kiss, he fleetingly wondered whether it was because of the fact he had just remembered Usagi was only fourteen, or because he had run out of air several minutes ago. It didn't matter, because now he could at least talk. If he was able to catch his breath, of course.

"Wow," a whisper sounded. "Seeing stars."

Mamoru looked down at Usagi's flushed face. She looked adorably cute. But when she raised her eyes to his, her image of innocence was ruined. Her eyes were smoldering with an emotion he had never seen in them. "Is that so?" he couldn't resist murmuring.

A chuckle reached his ears. "You sound pretty breathless yourself, you know?" She shifted and snuggled closer in his embrace, resting her head on his chest. "How long have you had a crush on me?"

His cheek touched the top of her head and enjoyed the feeling of the lose strands of hair floating on the gentle breeze. Closing his eyes, he answered, "The moment you threw that test paper at my head."

A laugh sounded. "Well, that's weird. I think you're the first guy to ever fall for a girl who threw something at his head." Her chest expanded with a sigh. "Not that I mind."

"What about you?" he returned the question.

"Don't know," came the immediate answer. "I think the same moment as you."

He remained silent for moment, breathing in the flowery scent of her hair. "Doesn't that make us pretty stupid?"

"Yeah!" Usagi laughed. "All that time spent arguing, while we could have been doing this."

"What were we thinking?" Mamoru murmured.

Again the girl in his arms chuckled. "I'm guessing we weren't."

They both laughed away the weeks spent with arguing. A few moments later Usagi leaned back a bit to look at their surroundings. "How about we sit down for a while? I'm kinda winded."

He smirked. He wasn't sure about her, but he knew exactly why he was out of breath. The girl in front of him was breathtaking in those remarkably simple clothing, a pair of blue jeans and a pink shirt, not to mention the blond hair that cascaded down her back reaching her knees. The wind played with the strands, making them seem alive. As he guided her towards a bench, the blond mass floated up behind and around him, almost like an embrace of a sort.

They settled on the bench. Usagi leaned comfortably against the side of the young man next to her. It felt so natural to cuddle underneath his arm. Her eyelids drooped, as the sun and the presence next to her warmed her. She never wanted to leave this place. And if she absolutely had to, she wanted Mamoru to come along.

"So, are we a couple now?" she murmured, trying to sound calm, but her insides were churning. What if he rejected her? What he laughed, and just said one kiss didn't make them a couple? She wasn't exactly experienced in the dating field. Perhaps a kiss was all what it was.

Mamoru's soft voice broke through her train of thoughts. "I would like that."

Hopefully Usagi looked up and found the most interesting expression on that handsome face. He was hesitant, almost scared. Was he afraid of rejection? Was he afraidshe might reject him? Never. She'd be crazy to do that. "Me too," she answered happily.

Mamoru's heart soared as he heard those words and on impulse he tightened his embrace. He was astoundingly happy the girl he had relentlessly teased out of fear she might get too close to him, would accept him as her boyfriend. He lowered his head to steal another kiss from those peach lips, every thought of Sailor Moon fleeing from his head.

Strawberry and vanilla, he tasted. And something else.

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I know, stupid ending, but I'm all out of ideas, and as stated before, I'm not create a huge alternate ending battle with Beryl and all that. This is it, no more. If you want to read more of my stuff, there plenty to be found on my profile page. I'm rather proud of my accomplishments so far, so why don't you try and check it out. And just because this is the final chapter, doesn't mean you shouldn't review. Please tell me what you think of my third attempt at fluff (first being Happy, second Zelfs je naam is mooi, despite the title it's English and it's R-rated though nothing explicit). Please click on that lovely, square little button that says 'Go'. Please?

I would also like the thank those who reviewed this little story. Thank you Megan, Forever His, and JaminJellyBean.

Dannee