Author's Note: Sorry for the late update. I kind of neglected this story cause school work doesn't like me. From now on, I'll be writing in different POVs, not just Usagis. But you'll be able to tell which from which depending on their thoughts and such Enjoy!

She hadn't acknowledged my presence. She didn't even throw me a glance. She had hurriedly stood up and walked off. I felt…offended. Even though I had accidentally knocked her down, she paid me no heed. Out of the sea of hands that offered to help her up, she had chose one. I was there…right in front of her face, yet my presence had gone unknown.

This person…this epitome of a fallen angel made my emotions uncontrolled. I was attracted to her. I was far from loving her, even far from liking her. But I couldn't deny the hidden attraction and lust I felt towards this beauty.

I had requested a change of class. I wanted to be near this angel, to discover her secrets. I knew as soon as I stepped through the doors of the class, I was sucked in. I was playing one-on-one with flickering fire. So here I stood, in front of the Biology class of Mr. Tsukiwaba as my eyes scanned the crowd for a speck of long, woven blonde hair.

My eyes immediately spotted her in the crowd of numerous heads. The ethereal glow she possessed enveloped her, making her presence stand out from the rest of the crowd. As I was intimately staring, she bore a hole straight through me. The intimate gaze that I held on her, she was gazing back with just much force. Our eyes burned into each others until a frail voice broke through the barrier.

"Please welcome-" I simultaneously cut him off.

"Chiba. Mamoru Chiba." I said with a low, deep voice.

I lazily smiled at the class and turned my head swiftly to the teacher on my right, "May I take a seat?"

"Ah yes, a seat…Miss Tsukino? Please raise your hand." The old teacher croaked.

My eyes quickly glanced over to the raising hand. To my surprise and pleasure, it was her. Adjusting my bag on my back, I strutted down the aisle, ignoring the constant whispers of the girls. When I reached my destination, she gave me a smile, which I gave a lazy grin back.

"My name is Tsukino Usagi. Pleased to meet you." She said in a silvery voice that sounded like soft chimes.

"And you already know my name." I drawled as I held out my hand to her once again, hoping she would take it this time.

She quickly placed a soft, white hand in mine and shook it gently. A rush of electricity ran up my hand and enveloped my body. She quickly drew her hand back and picked up her pencil delicately. I took this as the end of our conversation and placed my bag on the ground and took out my books.

"Tomorrow, we will be dissecting frogs. Please keep in mind that your seating partner is also your biology partner. Today, we will be learning the different…"

His voice droned on. I was too entranced with her. I noticed every little detail. How her bangs slid down her face, shading one of her delicate blue eyes. She bit her lip as she continued to copy the diagram on the board. Her elbow was placed on the table and was gently placed under her chin. The sun shining in lightly hit her face and she scrunched her face slightly, giving off a sloppy-looking grin.

Having the feeling that someone was watching her, she swiftly turned her head in my direction. I gave her a smile and she uneasily craned her neck to the board. Silently cursing myself for making her uncomfortable, I too started copying the diagram on the board.

"Mamoru!" a voice in the rustling crowd shouted out to me.

I quickly turned around to meet my best friend, Motoki. He was that sandy-blonde hair that gave off the impression he was an athlete. Dark, green eyes that were always wide with happiness. A long nose with a round nub at the top and pale ruby lips. Girls seemed to fawn around him, as they do with me.

"Hey, Motoki." I answered, bored.

He gave me a disappointing frown, followed by a pout, "Nothing. Just about to tell you that I like this girl!"

"A new one already?" I asked, giving him a frown of my own.

"Nah, this girl is different. Really different." He replied dreamily as we walked down the hallway.

"Different?" I asked, my interest perking up. He had never been so compelled by a girl before.

"She's so…entrancing! She's so ethereal and pure. I was drawn to her at first site." He said dazedly as we exited the hallway into the grassy, green fields of Tokyo High.

"She got you that bad?" I asked amusedly by my best friend's behavior.

"Ha, yeah. I'm thinking about asking her out." He said nervously.

This girl really had an impact on him. He never did fret when it came to girls. He was calm, cool. Like me…

But something was disturbing me. How he described the girl reminded me so much of…Usagi. Ethereal and pure was qualities she did possess. She was entrancing, mesmerizing. But what were the chances? I prayed this girl Motoki was drawn to her wasn't her.

"Yeah, go for it." I replied coolly and we settled down under the tree.

"You really think so? Man, I'm nervous. What if she says no?" he fretted once again and rubbed his palms together, soon making them clammy.

"Don't worry. Who would say no to one of the kings of the school?" I assured him and gave him a grin.

But he took no heed of my words. He had already stood up and was walking somewhere…to someone. It was Usagi. She was sitting down, alone under a sakura tree. She had an apple in one hand, a small book in another. Her bag lay beside her, littered with sakura petals. THIS was the epitome of angel.

And that was where my friend Motoki was heading. He had already approached her. She smiled politely at him. He gave her back a toothy grin. He started rubbing his hand again until he decided to sit down next to her. Then he looked down and blushed. I saw him ask her something, nervously. She too looked down and blushed and gave him a small nod.

She had accepted.