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Disclaimer: stares at a picture of a naked Mamoru "Mamo-chan, please tell them that you belong to me. "
silence
"Please, Mamo-chan"
more silence
"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaase??? "
"NEVER"
"Alright, geez you don't have to yell! "
So, as you can see, Mamo-chan doesn't belong to me. Darn.
Too Many Identities, chapter 3
By Moon Rabbit
boucannehotmail.com
"What do you think you're doing?!" Usagi and Mamoru shouted at the same time.
They were staring at each other through dazed and confused eyes, their heart beating at an impossible rate. They were both having a hard time comprehending what had just taken place between the two of them. After all, they had just kissed, rather passionately, sprawled out on the street walk, and they hated each other. Didn't they?!
"What do you think you're doing, moron?" Usagi asked again. She was blushing madly.
"I didn't kiss you, you kissed me, brat!" Mamoru answered defensively, but he knew very well that he had initiated the kiss. 'And she responded!' he thought almost giddily.
"That was my first kiss you know! You waisted my first kiss! Jerk." she said, almost hysterical.
"Well it was mine t-" 'What am I saying? I can't tell her it was my first kiss too, I'll never hear the end of it.'
"I mean... no wonder why!" he said hotly, trying to make her forget what he'd almost said. It worked. But now she was very angry.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! I hate you," Usagi all but screamed.
"Same here," Mamoru answered, but his heart wasn't in it.
"Anyway, WHY in the world would I kiss you?" Usagi said, trying to convince Mamoru, as well as herself, that kissing him was the worse thing that could have happened to her.
"Well, why would ANYONE kis-" he stopped again, suddenly going bright red, which was a rare event. He had just kissed her, and wanted to do it again.
"Oh, forget it, I'm out of here," Mamoru whispered, and he left without as much as another word.
Usagi looked at him leave. She was furious, sad, and, although reluctantly, deliriously happy. Still, she was NOT going to let Mamoru win this one. He had obviously planned this. Making her fall for him. Well, she would certainly not fall for it.
But of course, it was already too late.
"Damn it! Why did I have to kiss her? And why did it feel so right?" Mamoru thought out loud as he let himself in his clean apartment. "What is going on with me? Twice today I haven't been able to keep my hands off of her, and I have a feeling that if I see her again, I'll have to kiss her again..."
He slumped on his bed and closed his eyes.
"I'll just have to be careful around her," he said as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, expecting to see his Serenity-hime. Instead, he dreamed of his dreamy Odango Atama.
"Was it all just a dream? " Motoki wondered as he looked at Ami, Rei, Makoto and Minako, who were seated in a booth, talking happily about the gossips going around, except for Ami who was engrossed in a large text book.
None of them really seamed like the super-hero type to him, and yet, it could be only them.
"I could always ask them..." he said hesitantly.
Gathering his courage, and knowing that it would haunt him until he knew the truth, and that it was the only way to know for sure, he walked up to them, trying to be nonchalant, but realized that it was futile when they looked up at him suspiciously, but smiling none the less.
"If I didn't know you any better, Motoki-san, I'd say you're up to something. " Makoto said happily.
"Yeah, you've got "subtle" written across your forehead, " Minako giggled.
"I... well, that is..."
"Come on, Motoki-san, just say what you have to say, " Rei said, a little exasperated at his uncharacteristic shyness and her too guy-and-gossip- crazy friends.
Motoki sighed loudly.
"Alright, here goes. Yesterday, I kind of overheard the Sailor Senshi's conversation after the battle, and well, I was kind of wondering if... you guys were the Senshi...?"
Ami raised her head from her book and her mouth hung open, just as her three other friends were doing. This only confirmed Motoki's presumptions, but anything the girls could have said was cut short as another bubbly girl entered the arcade.
"Ohayo, minna-chan! Ohayo Motoki-oniisan! What are you all doing here so early on a Saturday morning?" greeted Usagi with a warm smile.
"What about you Usagi-chan? You're usually sleeping at this hour, even on school days!" Rei teased, having forgotten their problem for the time being.
"Har, har, har, Rei-chan, I'm rolling on the floor because I'm laughing too hard," Usagi answered sarcastically to the priestess.
The truth was that she was there early because she didn't want to sleep anymore. Her dreams had been filled with Endymion, Tuxedo Kamen, but mostly Mamoru, and the latter worried her to no end. Also, though she could never admit-even to herself-she had come to Crown's because there was a chance that HE would be there.
Usagi heard the bell announcing that someone had arrived. Somehow - maybe it was due to her heartbeat accelerating - she just knew it was him.
She turned around and looked at him strait in the eye, and he stared right back.
Ami, Rei, Makoto, Minako and Motoki looked at the two and knew that something had happened since they had last seen them together. Usagi and Mamoru were both speechless blushing for a moment, and then, they got determined looks and their face, as if to say, "try me," but they kept glaring at each other without saying a word.
"Hum, guys, did we miss something?" Ami whispered as not to be heard by Usagi and Mamoru.
"Do you think something might have happened yesterday when they left?" Makoto asked, with hearts in her eyes. It was SOOO romantic!
Minako frowned as she looked at them. Something had definitely happened; the bond that she had felt the previous day was so much stronger. She was amazed that they weren't making out right then and there.
She looked at them better and realized that that was what they were trying not to do. And Mamoru seemed like he had trouble staying where he was.
Usagi's penetrating glare was doing weird things to Mamoru's composure and stomach. He, who was so good at hiding his emotions, was having a hard time not looking away from her. He had the feeling that she could see right through him, which he didn't like at all in his more than vulnerable state, all thanks to her, but he didn't want her to win this silent argument either. And the more he looked at her, the more he wanted to kiss the breath out of her sweet lips.
'What am I thinking? Usagi, what have you done to me? You are SO not getting away with this,' Mamoru thought.
Every eye in the arcade was glued to the oblivious couple as Mamoru started walking toward Usagi. When neither was there, Usagi and Mamoru's relationship was a common subject of conversation among the usual customers.
Mamoru stopped really close to Usagi, so that she'd have to crane her neck to be able to look at him.
Everyone saw the glint in his eyes. He was out for blood.
"So, Odango, did you sleep well?" Mamoru said in a tone that Usagi didn't like at all. He was definitely up to something. He was evil, she was sure.
"As a matter of fact, I had nightmares all night, and you were in all of them," Usagi answered, crossing her arms across her chest. As she did so, she brushed her arm against Mamoru's chest, and they both felt a tingling sensation spreading from where they had touched, throughout their entire body.
Mamoru never wanted the feeling to go away, but he had his pride. So he continued his assault on the girl that confused him so.
"Why? You felt bad about the way you kissed me yesterday?" Mamoru asked in fake concern as the entire arcade gasped and Usagi became red as tomato.
"I... I didn't kiss you..." Usagi said blushing even more. Then she understood his plan.
"I didn't kiss you, you kissed me. I wouldn't kiss you even if you were the last man on Earth," she continued. She regretted it as soon as she saw the malicious glint in Mamoru's eyes.
"Then, if I kissed you now, what would you do?" Mamoru asked her.
It was a challenge, and she knew it.
"I'd bite your lip," Usagi replied completely serious.
"We'll see about that," Mamoru said before dipping his head and kissing her on the lips.
He had meant the kiss to be quick, he really had. But once their lips had met, all his thoughts had flown out the window.
"Why did I have to kiss her like that, in front of everyone? I should have known, after what happened yesterday, that I wouldn't be able to resist. And she bit my lip! How could she?"
Mamoru was on the verge of tears. It was now three in the morning, and he was still thinking about Usagi, and wishing he could kiss her again. Not one minute had she left his thoughts.
He wanted to see her really badly, but at the same time, he was very angry at her. Even though it was he who had started that foolish challenge, she didn't have to humiliate him like that.
Of course, that was what he had been trying to do, but that was not the point.
It had been heaven to Mamoru as Usagi's hands were on his chest and his arms had sneaked possessively around her waist to make sure she wouldn't go while they kissed.
They had been kissing for a while, and his lungs were starting to demand that he breathe again. Just as he was going to reluctantly pull back, she had bit him - pretty hard - on his lower lip, and then ran out of the arcade when he had let go of her.
"I swear I'm never going at the arcade ever again," Mamoru announced at his empty apartment.
The next morning, Mamoru was going to the arcade. He didn't know why, but he just HAD to see Usagi, even if it meant that he had to brave Motoki's questions and people laughing at him.
'Why am I going back there?' he wondered. 'I'll probably get even more humiliated, and she must still be sleeping at this hour anyway.'
It was, after all, only eight in the morning. He hadn't gotten any sleep, but his need to see her had won over his fatigue.
'Why?' he asked himself again.
Then, it hit him. Suddenly, he knew why he was acting so strangely, why Usagi was affecting him so much, why he couldn't seem to be able to think about anything else other than HER, why he wanted so much to see her smile at him, and many other questions that had kept him awake all night long.
'Kami-sama, I'm in love with Odango Atama!'
OK, that is not much of a cliff-hanger, since we all know that Mamoru loves Usagi, but it just felt like that right place to stop.
So, WRITE!!!! FEEDBACK!!!!
Ahem, thank you. ;o)
Disclaimer: stares at a picture of a naked Mamoru "Mamo-chan, please tell them that you belong to me. "
silence
"Please, Mamo-chan"
more silence
"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaase??? "
"NEVER"
"Alright, geez you don't have to yell! "
So, as you can see, Mamo-chan doesn't belong to me. Darn.
Too Many Identities, chapter 3
By Moon Rabbit
boucannehotmail.com
"What do you think you're doing?!" Usagi and Mamoru shouted at the same time.
They were staring at each other through dazed and confused eyes, their heart beating at an impossible rate. They were both having a hard time comprehending what had just taken place between the two of them. After all, they had just kissed, rather passionately, sprawled out on the street walk, and they hated each other. Didn't they?!
"What do you think you're doing, moron?" Usagi asked again. She was blushing madly.
"I didn't kiss you, you kissed me, brat!" Mamoru answered defensively, but he knew very well that he had initiated the kiss. 'And she responded!' he thought almost giddily.
"That was my first kiss you know! You waisted my first kiss! Jerk." she said, almost hysterical.
"Well it was mine t-" 'What am I saying? I can't tell her it was my first kiss too, I'll never hear the end of it.'
"I mean... no wonder why!" he said hotly, trying to make her forget what he'd almost said. It worked. But now she was very angry.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! I hate you," Usagi all but screamed.
"Same here," Mamoru answered, but his heart wasn't in it.
"Anyway, WHY in the world would I kiss you?" Usagi said, trying to convince Mamoru, as well as herself, that kissing him was the worse thing that could have happened to her.
"Well, why would ANYONE kis-" he stopped again, suddenly going bright red, which was a rare event. He had just kissed her, and wanted to do it again.
"Oh, forget it, I'm out of here," Mamoru whispered, and he left without as much as another word.
Usagi looked at him leave. She was furious, sad, and, although reluctantly, deliriously happy. Still, she was NOT going to let Mamoru win this one. He had obviously planned this. Making her fall for him. Well, she would certainly not fall for it.
But of course, it was already too late.
"Damn it! Why did I have to kiss her? And why did it feel so right?" Mamoru thought out loud as he let himself in his clean apartment. "What is going on with me? Twice today I haven't been able to keep my hands off of her, and I have a feeling that if I see her again, I'll have to kiss her again..."
He slumped on his bed and closed his eyes.
"I'll just have to be careful around her," he said as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, expecting to see his Serenity-hime. Instead, he dreamed of his dreamy Odango Atama.
"Was it all just a dream? " Motoki wondered as he looked at Ami, Rei, Makoto and Minako, who were seated in a booth, talking happily about the gossips going around, except for Ami who was engrossed in a large text book.
None of them really seamed like the super-hero type to him, and yet, it could be only them.
"I could always ask them..." he said hesitantly.
Gathering his courage, and knowing that it would haunt him until he knew the truth, and that it was the only way to know for sure, he walked up to them, trying to be nonchalant, but realized that it was futile when they looked up at him suspiciously, but smiling none the less.
"If I didn't know you any better, Motoki-san, I'd say you're up to something. " Makoto said happily.
"Yeah, you've got "subtle" written across your forehead, " Minako giggled.
"I... well, that is..."
"Come on, Motoki-san, just say what you have to say, " Rei said, a little exasperated at his uncharacteristic shyness and her too guy-and-gossip- crazy friends.
Motoki sighed loudly.
"Alright, here goes. Yesterday, I kind of overheard the Sailor Senshi's conversation after the battle, and well, I was kind of wondering if... you guys were the Senshi...?"
Ami raised her head from her book and her mouth hung open, just as her three other friends were doing. This only confirmed Motoki's presumptions, but anything the girls could have said was cut short as another bubbly girl entered the arcade.
"Ohayo, minna-chan! Ohayo Motoki-oniisan! What are you all doing here so early on a Saturday morning?" greeted Usagi with a warm smile.
"What about you Usagi-chan? You're usually sleeping at this hour, even on school days!" Rei teased, having forgotten their problem for the time being.
"Har, har, har, Rei-chan, I'm rolling on the floor because I'm laughing too hard," Usagi answered sarcastically to the priestess.
The truth was that she was there early because she didn't want to sleep anymore. Her dreams had been filled with Endymion, Tuxedo Kamen, but mostly Mamoru, and the latter worried her to no end. Also, though she could never admit-even to herself-she had come to Crown's because there was a chance that HE would be there.
Usagi heard the bell announcing that someone had arrived. Somehow - maybe it was due to her heartbeat accelerating - she just knew it was him.
She turned around and looked at him strait in the eye, and he stared right back.
Ami, Rei, Makoto, Minako and Motoki looked at the two and knew that something had happened since they had last seen them together. Usagi and Mamoru were both speechless blushing for a moment, and then, they got determined looks and their face, as if to say, "try me," but they kept glaring at each other without saying a word.
"Hum, guys, did we miss something?" Ami whispered as not to be heard by Usagi and Mamoru.
"Do you think something might have happened yesterday when they left?" Makoto asked, with hearts in her eyes. It was SOOO romantic!
Minako frowned as she looked at them. Something had definitely happened; the bond that she had felt the previous day was so much stronger. She was amazed that they weren't making out right then and there.
She looked at them better and realized that that was what they were trying not to do. And Mamoru seemed like he had trouble staying where he was.
Usagi's penetrating glare was doing weird things to Mamoru's composure and stomach. He, who was so good at hiding his emotions, was having a hard time not looking away from her. He had the feeling that she could see right through him, which he didn't like at all in his more than vulnerable state, all thanks to her, but he didn't want her to win this silent argument either. And the more he looked at her, the more he wanted to kiss the breath out of her sweet lips.
'What am I thinking? Usagi, what have you done to me? You are SO not getting away with this,' Mamoru thought.
Every eye in the arcade was glued to the oblivious couple as Mamoru started walking toward Usagi. When neither was there, Usagi and Mamoru's relationship was a common subject of conversation among the usual customers.
Mamoru stopped really close to Usagi, so that she'd have to crane her neck to be able to look at him.
Everyone saw the glint in his eyes. He was out for blood.
"So, Odango, did you sleep well?" Mamoru said in a tone that Usagi didn't like at all. He was definitely up to something. He was evil, she was sure.
"As a matter of fact, I had nightmares all night, and you were in all of them," Usagi answered, crossing her arms across her chest. As she did so, she brushed her arm against Mamoru's chest, and they both felt a tingling sensation spreading from where they had touched, throughout their entire body.
Mamoru never wanted the feeling to go away, but he had his pride. So he continued his assault on the girl that confused him so.
"Why? You felt bad about the way you kissed me yesterday?" Mamoru asked in fake concern as the entire arcade gasped and Usagi became red as tomato.
"I... I didn't kiss you..." Usagi said blushing even more. Then she understood his plan.
"I didn't kiss you, you kissed me. I wouldn't kiss you even if you were the last man on Earth," she continued. She regretted it as soon as she saw the malicious glint in Mamoru's eyes.
"Then, if I kissed you now, what would you do?" Mamoru asked her.
It was a challenge, and she knew it.
"I'd bite your lip," Usagi replied completely serious.
"We'll see about that," Mamoru said before dipping his head and kissing her on the lips.
He had meant the kiss to be quick, he really had. But once their lips had met, all his thoughts had flown out the window.
"Why did I have to kiss her like that, in front of everyone? I should have known, after what happened yesterday, that I wouldn't be able to resist. And she bit my lip! How could she?"
Mamoru was on the verge of tears. It was now three in the morning, and he was still thinking about Usagi, and wishing he could kiss her again. Not one minute had she left his thoughts.
He wanted to see her really badly, but at the same time, he was very angry at her. Even though it was he who had started that foolish challenge, she didn't have to humiliate him like that.
Of course, that was what he had been trying to do, but that was not the point.
It had been heaven to Mamoru as Usagi's hands were on his chest and his arms had sneaked possessively around her waist to make sure she wouldn't go while they kissed.
They had been kissing for a while, and his lungs were starting to demand that he breathe again. Just as he was going to reluctantly pull back, she had bit him - pretty hard - on his lower lip, and then ran out of the arcade when he had let go of her.
"I swear I'm never going at the arcade ever again," Mamoru announced at his empty apartment.
The next morning, Mamoru was going to the arcade. He didn't know why, but he just HAD to see Usagi, even if it meant that he had to brave Motoki's questions and people laughing at him.
'Why am I going back there?' he wondered. 'I'll probably get even more humiliated, and she must still be sleeping at this hour anyway.'
It was, after all, only eight in the morning. He hadn't gotten any sleep, but his need to see her had won over his fatigue.
'Why?' he asked himself again.
Then, it hit him. Suddenly, he knew why he was acting so strangely, why Usagi was affecting him so much, why he couldn't seem to be able to think about anything else other than HER, why he wanted so much to see her smile at him, and many other questions that had kept him awake all night long.
'Kami-sama, I'm in love with Odango Atama!'
OK, that is not much of a cliff-hanger, since we all know that Mamoru loves Usagi, but it just felt like that right place to stop.
So, WRITE!!!! FEEDBACK!!!!
Ahem, thank you. ;o)