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21. - - Mischief
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When others ask Usagi how she fell in love with Mamoru out of all the boys living and presiding in Tokyo, she first looks at them as if they asked her why the Moon circles around the Earth. Then she sighs slowly, takes her blue yes of their own and stares at the pristine table, pretending as if she is seriously thinking about the right but satisfying answer.
Easy, because he's good looking, or handsome, or better yet - drop dead gorgeous as man can be, she thinks and a smile draws itself on her face. But that is not enough. Easy, because he's smart, really, really smart and incredibly intelligent, she thinks and then frowns because she could have very well fallen in love with someone who has much less brains than Mamoru. Easy, because he is the only one who knows exactly how to push all of her buttons. Then she laughs out loud, an her laugh rings out like church bells, startling whomever asked her the question in the first place, and at the same time she shakes her head telling herself, that's not it either.
So she finally turns to the person, looks them square in the eyes and with slight blush on her cheeks, but with a vicious spark in her eyes. "On accident." She says and then falls silent not providing any further explanation.
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Later, when Usagi has the chance to ask herself how she fell in love with Mamoru out of all the boys in Tokyo, her heart beats faster in the quietness of her room and she laughs sweetly to break the silence.
And confesses, easy - out of mischief.