Half-Way
A/N: I've missed a month of one-shot words. And yet, I have no thoughts for them! Oh well, a little fic to clear my mind as I start up Not a Crybaby Ch.11! Hope you guys enjoy this! :D
There was never a definite moment I could pinpoint where I decided I loved Usagi. In all reality I suppose I could say it was just seeing her all the time. She has a beautiful and cheerful aura surrounding her self. It is a shame shes slightly dimwitted. Twice has she hit me upside the head with something she has thrown. Twice.
I hear Motoki talk about how she's such a great girl. And now, I have to agree. But if anything, she needs to be protected by someone. I have nominated myself to be that someone. There are strange things happening all over the Juuban area, and I would never forgive myself if Usagi was hurt.
For instance, the Cinderella Caravan. A plethora of girls are going to be hurt-I can tell. But Sailor Moon can solve that problem. I know Usagi will be one of the first girls to sign up. But I can have that, now can I? The only thing I need to do is loiter on the path to the Caravan...
Not even half an hour of me waiting, she comes in a fury of blond hair. I step into her path. "Hi," I announce my presence. But seeing me, she stops cold and runs into an seems upset, but can it really be because of me? 'Hi' is hardly me coming on. No, that is for a much, much later time.
I approach the alleyway, but her blonde hair still peeks out of the entry. "I can see your Odangos, it's no use hiding," I joke with a smile. See? I'm being nice. That is a start to a friendship sure to turn into something else. But she does not respond. I am right, she's dimwitted and easy to read. "Don't tell me you're going to try out for the Cinderella Caravan."
She turns her nose away from me. Yes. Exactly. I have hit the bullseye. "Well, I suppose if you're trying out, you have a comedy routine planned..." I smirk, proud of my spontaneous words. Usagi is such a good-hearted person, but I highly doubt she can sing or dance.
Apparently though, my words are not funny for Usa. She turns toward me. "Are you kidding me? I would never join it! It's just a fad anyway!"
"Good, I don't want to see you hurt."
Her eyes soften and her previously aggressive stance goes down. "What?"
I smile at her. "You know, show business is nasty. And besides, I don't think the world can handle you." Winking, I turn and start walking away. That must has been the nicest thing I have ever told Odango. But it is the truth. Better than all the lies I have told her.
As I walk away, I hear Usagi come from her alleyway. "Arigato, baka!"
A/N: And that's a wrap! I do fear I had Mamoru acting a bit stalkerish. I should put more of this vibe into Incognito...