Grudgingly his hands pushed into his pockets as a breath slipped through his lips. Quizzically dark ocean eyes took in the shimmering diamonds before him as the overwhelming task once more fell like a ton of bricks upon his shoulders. Ginzuishu.
Would he find something so precious in a simple jewelry store? His shoulders sagged slightly with doubt and finally he tore himself away from the front window of OSA-P. Sunlight glared into his features and he squinted underneath his shades as he walked towards the sun. Suddenly something bounced against his head and his face scrunched in surprise. An object bounced in front of him and the rolled up piece of paper bounced against his toe.
"Oi!" He called as he bent to scoop the offending object. Pushing the crumpled pieces aside he soon realized why it was crumpled up. "A 30?" He questioned turning when suddenly his breath hitched and he stilled, the offending paper held tightly between his fingers. Before him a girl sucked in a deep breath as embarrassment painted it's way up her slender neck and her flawless cheeks. Cobalt eyes swam with frustrated tears and now a smidge of fear as she stared at the paper than back up at him. Hesitantly she reached out her hand for it. Awkward he opened his mouth to make fun of her in order to stop the embarrassing scene. Seriously… what kind of girl made a 30 on a math quiz? His words died in his mouth as he heard a soft sniff come from her perfect form.
Without warning
something over came him. He didn't want to see her sad, he wondered
what s mile would be like on her perfect features.
"Oi, that
hurt Odango Attama." He mumbled taking a step closer to her,
closing the gap between them. Immediately her eyes flew up to his
with shock and her hand stilled in the air. "If you wanted to get
my attention all you had to do was say Hi." He mumbled, one of his
hands removing his shades and immediately her beauty was amplified
before him and he held his breath in wonder.
"Why would I…" She began to stutter out as a blush rose up her cheeks furiously. Quickly she snatched the paper from him and turned her body away, hoping her blushing features weren't so noticeable but knowing they were. Leisurely he stuffed his hands into his pockets glancing at her with a small smile. "My name is Usagi, not dumpling head." She snapped suddenly crossing her arms across her waist, a pout on her soft lips.
"Ah… Bunny. Don't you like odangos?" He asked softly and Usagi gasped and turned to face him once more, taking a step closer unconsciously.
"Of course!" She cried and he smiled. He felt his tiers rising and something warm filled his stomach. Without warning he reached up and gently patted one of her odango pigtales. His fingers lingered there than gently trailed down her head to eventually break contact.
Tsukino, Usagi didn't realize she was holding her breath. He had touched her. Almost caressed her head of all things! Her eyes widened with uncertainty as she stared up at him. He was so tall… so dark… so… handsome. Her heart beat within her chest loudly upon it's own violation. It rang in her ears and she knew he probably could hear it. She gulped.
"So do I." He whispered and gently took the paper away from her to look at it once more. Usagi's mouth went dry and her eyes blinked in shock. He turned away from her and she stumbled after him.
"Now, let's see if we can fix this." He mumbled looking over the math, his memory from his grade school days perking at remembrance. Usagi almost tripped and gapped up at him.
"You want to help me?" She mumbled in shock and he smiled down at her.
"Chiba, Mamoru." He smiled and Usagi felt her heart melt. Gently he picked up her hand and slid it through his arm. "And as I told you… I like Odangos." He whispered and Usagi's mouth gapped open as he continued walking down the street, the girl at his side.
"Me too…" She mumbled breathlessly.
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Mamoru sat up with a start and he sucked in a deep breath. The darkness of his bedroom met him and he ran a hand down his face, as the dream played through his mind again in fast motion. His hand ran down his jaw and he smiled weakly. Turning he bent down and snuggled to the warm body that lay sleeping peacefully beside him. His lips turned up in a loving grin as he pushed a strand of her long blonde locks away from her face, her frame clutching to one of his pillows. She was his angel. Gently he kissed her cheek and he heard her let out a content sigh.
"The way we did things was much more fun my Usako." He whispered gently kissing the skin beneath her ear as he settled in beside her. She smiled unknowingly and he grinned closing his eyes as he drowned himself in her hair. A little fighting never hurt anyone… especially if it still turns out perfect in the end.