Celebration

A/N: Shout out to EVERYBODY in UF. We've been together for a year now, but it feels like ages! Love you guys sooooo much. Happy Anniversary!

Usagi Tsukino sits at the counter of the Crown Arcade, face is one of chiseled concentration and even Motoki is concerned. The look on her face scares him more than his friend Mamoru on a bad day.

"Is everything okay, Usagi-chan?" He asks, hesitantly. The blonde arcade worker stands a few feet away to ensure she cannot hit him. He's never seen Usagi so...neutral.

Her blonde hair swings to the right as she turns to face Motoki. "I'm fine. I'm just...thinking." The young girl would die if somebody found out what she was thinking about. Especially concerning today. It's been a year.

Motoki opens his mouth to ask what she happens to be thing about so intently when the jingle of bells causes him to look up. Mamoru Chiba, complete with green jacket, saunters into the business with a smile on his face. A smile. And then, all thoughts of Usagi leave the worker's mind. "What's wrong with you, Mamoru?"

With the mention of the ebony-haired man, Usagi goes back to thinking. But now, a deep flush fills her cheeks. But again, she's unnoticed.

"Nothing's wrong, Motoki. Today is just a great day." He sits down next to Usagi. "Konnichiwa, Odango."

Usagi does not react, she just stares in front of her blankly. Mamoru arches his brow. "But something is wrong with Usagi." He uses her name in an attempt to achieve a reaction. Nothing.

"Right. She's thinking." Motoki squeaks out, now suspicious of both of his friends. He watches the two of them, trying to figure out what has happened to go wrong with the world is remaining silent and Mamoru is smiling. Hell must have frozen over the night before without him noticing.

Mamoru nods, turning to face the young girl. "Odango, can I speak with you outside?" His smile is still on his face and Usagi breaks out of her thoughts.

"W-what?"

"Can I talk. To you. Outside?" He repeats, not even starting to become annoyed.

Usagi's face bunches together. "Sure." She stands up, waiting for Mamoru.

As he stands up, he tosses a glance at Motoki. "Have a milkshake ready for her when we come back in."

Motoki nods, his eyes wide. He watches as the two enemies walk civilly out of the arcade. "Amazing," he breathes.

. . .

"Do you know what today is?" Mamoru asks when the duo are finally outside.

Usagi looks at him with her bright blue eyes. "For me? A year after we met. For you? Not a clue." She blurts out, not realizing her words. A new pink fills her cheeks and she looks down.

Mamoru smiles and uses his finger to fix her gaze to meet his own. "Exactly. And do you know what we should do about it?"

"Ignore it?" Usagi asks, feigning innocence. Her eyes fill with hope as she realizes Mamoru must know about what she was thinking about moments before. At least, knows to an extent.

The ebony-haired man scoffs and his smile broadens. "Nope, we should celebrate."

The blonde's eyebrows stitch together. "Celebrate?"

"Yep, and I know exactly how." Mamoru's eyes laugh. He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small red velvet box. He hands it to her without a word.

She looks at him quizzically before complying. A small silver moon shines up at her, a piece of paper sticking out from the chain. Let's Celebrate. Tonight. Where we first met.

Usagi looks up at him, her eyes bright and happy "Well, It certainly is something to celebrate." She looks off into space for a moment. All progress could be ruined today if she messes things up, but Usagi allows herself to indulge. The blonde steps up on the tips of her toes and gives Mamoru a peck on the cheek. "Until tonight, then."

She turns back into the arcade not looking for a reaction. Mamoru stands for a minute, touching his cheek. "Tonight's celebration will end with a happily ever after. I can tell." He smiles like an idiot for a moment more before following the blonde into the arcade;