Little Moments: 100 Themes
#50: Advertisement
Lillie Bell

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. I barely own anything at all. Also, I don't own who shamelessly aided to the strange situations in this ficlet.

He'd been staring there for a good ten minutes and she was getting anxious. Their plane was due to depart soon and he just insisted on taking up time staring at a sign for the bathrooms.

"If you have to use the bathroom," she squeezed out between her teeth. "Use it now, please."

This declaration seemed lost on her husband of 12 hours. She huffed and grabbed the small duffle bag, slinging it over her shoulder. She tugged on his hand hard, effectively off balancing him and he stumbled in her direction. When confused blue eyes blinked at her own she whacked him not so nicely on the head.

"Mamo-chan no baka," she grumbled.

He rubbed his head and picked up his own duffle bag before grabbing her hand and working their way farther down the terminal. Usagi grunted once again when he stopped their forward progression. She let out a small noise, otherwise known as a warning sign that she was about to go into full whine mode if he didn't get moving in a continuous fashion soon. When a small smile tugged at his lips and his eyes danced merrily, she chanced a glance at what had his attention.

Another tug resulted in him being forcefully pulled from the small yellow sign warning travelers of a wet floor. She couldn't understand why all these signs were of any interest, but she knew they would miss their plane if they continued at this pace. There would be no forgiveness if he made them miss their honeymoon.

With a breath of relief, she was happy to see they made it to their gate without any interruptions from her silent companion. She looked ahead at the gate, but then a billboard behind the flight attendants caught her attention. The characters weren't Japanese, she realized, but looked something like English. Underneath, there was a small translation that seemed to depict what was going on in the advertisement.

It wasn't the logo for the clothing company that had the girl's attention so focused that she missed the attendants announcing boarding calls and Mamoru's gentle calling to his wife that they needed to get on the plane. He followed her line of sight and smiled.

The billboard had a simple model on it, the normal clothing commercial. However, the shirt the model had was a mismatch of Japanese characters arranged in a way that made no sense. When beside you, my rhythm is serious, he assumed was what the estranged characters together were trying to say. From the English sign, he guessed it had meant to say, When I'm with you, my heart beats strongly, or something comparable. He chuckled, wrapping an arm around his new wife and pulling her towards the plane, remembering the two signs that had caught his attention. The Japanese had not been the problem on them; it was the English.

As the two dropped into their seats, ready for the long flight that would start their honeymoon bliss. Usagi turned to a simpering Mamoru. "So, what was with the signs?"

A smile broke upon his face, showing his glittering teeth and Usagi's heart stopped momentarily. "The bathroom sign said to get to the bathrooms you must go toward your behind. And the water sign said execution in process."

Usagi's eyes bulged and she giggled, remembering the Japanese gibberish on the shirt. They both shook their heads as the plane taxied down the runway.

"It could be worse," Mamoru said jokingly, "most of the T-Shirts with English on them say much, much worse."