Kismet

Disclaimer: Darlings, if Mamoru was mine I'd be off with him on a exotic island get rubdown in coconut oil and sipping on a pina colata; since I'm still here it must mean gasp I don't own Sailor Moon…

Summary: Mamoru and Usagi met in middle school; They were friends, then enemies, then lovers, and enemies once again; Ten years later they end up working for the same company; does sparks or fists fly?

Hi everyone! I shouldn't be hyped considering break is almost over but I'm going to the mall today to get my Rurouni Kenshin mangas (yay!) and my Legolas action figure (although I might not get it considering that I have three Aragorns, two Frodos, and two Eowyns; my mother is trying to ban me from buying anymore). Okay on with the next chapter…

Would have been up earlier but the system was down yesterday… sadly Ruroken mangas were sold out (at two malls!) but I did get a Chobits manga! Argh, no Legolas action figures… vv

Usagi stared as her best friend stood in doorway. Aino Minako sauntered into the office raising a golden eyebrow in disbelief over the scene she was witnessing.

"I knew you were never over him, Usa."

"What! Excuse me, Miss Aino, but we are doing something called work here."

"I can see that…" Usagi was leaning over Mamoru, who was sitting in her chair, in attempt to place the CD-ROM in her computer. Of course, Minako saw something completely different.

"So, what are you doing here?" Minako ignored Usagi and eyed Mamoru, who was grinning like a jackal.

"Are you okay, Mamoru?" She gave him a look.

"Fine, Miss Aino. You look very… delicious from the last time I saw you." Usagi closed her eyes and counted to three to keep from slapping Mamoru. Minako caught on to Mamoru's game and winked at him.

"You've certainly filled out," Minako giggled.

"Ah, yes. Now that you two have walked down memory lane please escort yourself outside, Mina. I'll take to you later." Usagi pushed Minako out as she made a signal for Mamoru to call her later.

"Mina's gotten cute, Usako. What's her number?"

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After a chaotic workday, Usagi was glad to be home. Home was a penthouse on the top floor of Wyndham Towers. She leaned back in her recliner, propping her feet up on the ottoman. She sighed and placed two cucumbers on her eyes. Goodness knows they'd be puffy by the stress she'd been put through. Just as she was dozing off her doorbell went off.

"Coming!" 'Damn, idiots, pissing me off… who the hell is it now?' She swung the door open and pasted a fake smile on her face.

"Usagi! Darling, no need to use that fake smile on me." Minako breezed past Usagi and stood in the foyer. "I do like this fountain you've placed here. Must help you relax eh?"

"Um, yeah…"

"So, what were you and Mamoru up to?" Minako batted her eyelashes.

"Argh! We just work together, Mina. Just a horrible coincidence of life."

"Coincidence? More like destiny."

"Pssh! You were the one who liked him!"

"Me? Oh, now you must be suffering from memory loss… this was the story.

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FLASHBACK

Usagi's POV

It was my first day of middle school. I was a bit nervous and a bit excited. My mother, annoying as she is, insisted on following me to my first class. Although, now I am grateful I didn't have to wander about by myself, but I'd never admit that to her. Anyway, my first class was math. I sat in the nearest empty seat next to, just my luck, a really cute guy. Minako was across the room chatting with a group of guys and girls I never met. She waved and continued talking. I looked at the cute guy and nervously smiled at him. After a few awkward moments, we were having an animated conversation and he was my first crush, Alexander Ryan. Alexander was from the United States but lived in Japan most of his life. I hung out with him for the first few months of the school year until he was transferred into another class. I had no choice but to join Mina's group of friends.

Minako's POV

I was so happy with that idiot Alexander Ryan got transferred to another class. Usagi was spending way too much time with him. I admit, I had a crush on him for like a week but he had no substance. Usagi finally decided it was time to join my group of friends.

"Usagi, this is everyone."

"Everyone, this is Usagi."

"What's that on her head? It looks like meatballs!" One of my friends, Mamoru, pointed at Usagi's hairstyle.

"What is wrong with my hair?!"

"Well, it's not bad as your face. Are those chicken pox marks?"

"Aiee!!!" Usagi went on the defensive.

Usagi's POV

It took some time to get use to Chiba Mamoru. The rest of Mina's friends were cool, especially this smart girl, Ami. Ami rarely came to class but she always had the top grades, lucky rat. After Mamoru got over my hair and my face, we became pretty good friends. Until that totally unfortunate day at lunch…

"Hey what's up, Usagi?"

"Hey, Mamo! Nothing much." He draped his arm around my neck. It felt sort of nice…

"Heya, look at you two!"

"Shut up, Mina!" We shouted in unison.

Later in the privacy of my room, I confided to Mina that I liked Mamoru just a bit.

"I knew it! And he totally likes you too! How perfect."

"What! This isn't your great experiment, Mina. Not uh, find someone else to be your lab rat."

"Aww, c'mon, Usa. You two are totally into each other."

THE PRESENT

Usagi and Mamoru are in their office.

"Miss Tsukino, what are you doing? Thinking about me?"

"What… no!" Usagi's face turned slightly pink.

"I see you blushing, don't deny it."

"Pssh, you are too egotistic.

"Isn't that what you told me years ago?"

"Hmmm, yeah I did. Obviously you haven't changed a bit."

"Oh, I've changed Usako."

"Yeah, that's cool but do you think-" Usagi was caught off guard as Mamoru leaned in to kiss her…

I hope it was nice and long for you. I was going to put more but I do love cliffhangers!

Will he kiss her? Yes? No? I DON'T KNOW?!?

I was digging through some stuff and I found my Mamo-chan's number; still debating whether or not to call him… it's been two years but he is the muse of this little fanfic here! How are you guys doing?

A/N: After Chapter Four there might be a short hiatus because of midterms in two weeks (ugh) and even though I get out of school early during the 'terms going online would mean F's and then I would never finish this story, right?

-Miss Kittikarei