Chapter 2:

For the past hour, all the girls had been talking about was this new development in Usagi and Mamoru's fight-filled relationship; Rei spent the whole time protesting about how Mamoru was obviously interested in her, not Usagi, and Ami just kept refuting the Miko's claims. Unfortunately for Rei and Usagi, Mina and Mako also agreed with Ami; apparently there was a lot more evidence than either the blonde or Rei wanted to admit.

Usagi sighed, this topic has become very old, very fast, and now all she wanted to do was think up a proper revenge plan, not the little ideas she had been coming up with over the past 10 minutes. So far the only plan she could really implement was ignoring him; but ignoring him meant not going to the Arcade, or even the street it was in, until this ridiculous feud was over (which, as far as anyone knew, was going to be a long time coming).

This day didn't seem to be improving any, now the girls were discussing ways of getting Usagi and Mamoru TOGETHER of all things! Usagi was dumbfounded, this was not happening.

"Uh, girls, need I remind you, I hate Mamoru," her calm tone was deceptive, and her friends were instantly chastised, remembering exactly who they were talking about.

There was a chorus of "Sorry Usagi, we forgot," and a instant of silence, then: "Of course they'd never get together, Mamoru likes me!"

Ami, Mako, and Mina just stared, after all that work they had put into their discussion, Rei still had no idea. Oblivious of Ami, Mako and Mina, Usagi had taken a moment to think, wondering what that strange pang was inside her…Well it can't be anything important, I mean, I feel nothing for or about Mamoru, right? Usagi was unsure, her thoughts became confusing, unbelievable, It couldn't be… could it? Well it could, but logically there is no way in Hades that I was just jealous about Rei and Mamoru.. No way!

"Um, girl, I need to go think up some revenge plans, do you mind if we do the shopping thing later? Tomorrow maybe?" Usagi glanced around her friends, they were all nodding in assent.

"Alright, Usagi, I'll call you tonight," Mina said cheerfully, "Think up something really evil for me, girl! Really evil!"

"Oh, don't worry Mina, it will be. I'll talk to you later, bye!" Usagi turned, I think I'll go back to the park, there's no better place to think after all… So, Usagi slowly made her way back to what was quickly becoming her bench, only to find a certain dark haired man sitting on it.

No WAY! That jerk cannot, I repeat, cannot be sitting on MY bench! No! Usagi's thoughts were crazed, and, unfortunately for her, Mamoru had begun turning around, I'm not up for another confrontation with him! I'm not! But Usagi couldn't get away in time, and soon there was a familiar drawled greeting:

"Hello Odango."

Usagi stood, staring, there was only one possible outcome to this, and that was her getting kissed, probably numerous times, until she was quite or civil. I don't like this… Maybe I could.. Yes, I could do that!

"Hi Mamoru; how are you today? You're looking well. What's this, our second encounter of the day? I feel so privileged." Each word was dripping with sweet sarcasm, the blondes face betraying none of the hidden connotations in her words.

"Well, well, isn't this a pleasant change, some civil conversation, I'm shocked, Usagi, shocked. Yes, it is our second encounter, how good of you to notice; I'm so glad you feel so happy to see me, I'm happy to see you too." Mamoru's eyes were twinkling, his nature easy going, not even appearing to have noticed Usagi's sarcasm.

There was an uneasy silence; neither seemed willing to open up what could, potentially, be a large argument. "So… umm, I guess I'm interrupting your private time, so I'll just get going…" Usagi stared into Mamoru's eyes, "You don't have to go, if you don't want, that is.." Mamoru was unsure as to why he was saying that, something told him to keep her there.

"Well that's kind of you, but I don't want to intrude." Usagi smiled slightly, weirdly enough, this was nice.

"Alright Odango Atama, you can go if you want." Mamoru smirked, that nickname of his was sure to get her fired up. Sure enough, Usagi's face started turning red, her fists clenched at her sides. She took a deep breath in, and let it out slowly, counting to 10 under her breath.

"I have a little contract of my own, I think. Every single time you call me something that isn't my name, that's Usagi if you didn't know, I'm going to do the same thing you're doing to me: kiss you." Although she didn't let it show, she felt victorious already, the colour was draining out of Mamoru's face, the twinkle in his eyes disappearing.

"You wouldn't." He hazarded, looking slightly less sure of himself.

"Try me." The blonde retorted, standing her ground.

"Odango. Atama." When Usagi hesitated, Mamoru smirked, "I knew you couldn't do i-", he was cut off abruptly, predictably by Usagi's lips hesitantly pressed against his own. Unconsciously, Mamoru returned the kiss, forgetting himself, and the identity of the kisser, in the process.

Usagi pulled away, shocked at the taller man's response, "I cannot believe you just did that!" she shrieked, frustrated even more by Mamoru's reply to her shriek: another kiss. The shorter girl pulled away quickly, and glared for a moment, before walking quickly away, this was getting way too out of hand!