The light flickered on, disturbing the people in the background. Mamoru and Usagi were at the crown arcade, fighting as usual.

"What was that" asked Usagi, as she finished yelling at the darkhaired man.

Mamoru shrugged his shoulders, "Why would you care, Odango" he asked her, amusement was laced evenly through his words.

Usagi shook her head at him, her eyes narrowing as he said to her the most horrible name that she was ever called. She glared evilly at him. "Do I care, Mamoru-baka?" she asked him, her eyes never leaving his twisted expression.

From behind the counter, Motoki stuck his head out. After deciding it was safe enough to show himself he walked over to the two figures and smiled gently at them. "Glad to see you are getting along" he remarked, his voice betraying the expression on his face.

Usagi stuck her tongue out at him, only half aware that he had made a sarcastic comment towards them. "I am not a baka, like some people" she declared, directing her comment towards a certain dark-haired man wearing black.

Mamoru shook his head, at what he though was a childish display. "Whatever Odango" he said as he slung his bag over his shoulder, ready to leave the bitter argument.

Motoki held Mamoru tightly by the arm. "Not that fast buster" he said as he stood in front of Usagi and Mamoru, making sure that they wouldn't have a good escape route.

"What now" complained Mamoru as he tried to shake Motoki's grip from his arm.

Motoki gently grabbed Usagi by the arm and tightened his grip on Mamoru's arm. "You two are going to sort out your difference whether you like it or not" he told them as he walked them towards the back of the arcade.

"Where are you taking me?" Usagi asked as she turned to glare at her so-called friend.

Motoki wasn't giving up that easily, he found an empty room and pushed them both into it.

"Motoki, what are you doing?" The black-haired man suspiciously asked, he was aware of Motoki's cunning movements when he was pissed, but didn't understand what he was going to do with him and Odango.

The blonde smiled menacingly at Mamoru. "I thought you would be even lesser than a baka when it came to knowledge"

Mamoru snorted at the blonde and tried to struggle through Motoki's tight embrace. "Look who's talking" he resorted as he stared at Motoki's freaky expression.

"In you two" Motoki said sternly as he pushed both Mamoru and Usagi into the dark, musty closet.

The two fell into the closest with a loud 'bang' and heard the door lock behind them. "You are not getting out till you can both work out your differences" Motoki declared as he got ready to walk away from the pair.

"But Motoki.." Usagi wailed, her voice muffled from being pushed into a big, black jacket.

"No Buts" Motoki said as he walked away, leaving the pair to sort out their difference." And no killing" Motoki yelled as he existed the spare, dark room.

***

Usagi accidentally banged herself into something hard. "Ouch" she said rubbing her hand gently over the sore on her head.

"Watch it" Mamoru all but yelled as he pushed the blonde off his pants buckle.

Usagi picked herself off the floor and stared angrily into Mamoru's eyes, which was hard too do since it was so dark. "This is all your fault!" she shouted as she moved as far away from Mamoru as possible.

"Sure Odango" Mamoru drawled as he brushed some imaginary dust off his dark blazer. "this is all MY fault, it is my fault we argue and by fault we-" Mamoru was suddenly cut off by the sound of a warm body being slammed into his.