If I Were Odango

A/N: Summer is very...summery. I suppose. I start college in August! To be an English Major! Please enjoy what I have written!

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"What's up, Mamoru-baka?"

A hand hits me in the back and I tense at the impact. Of course it's her. It would only ever be her who would have the audacity to approach someone like this in a library.

I turn around in my seat, closing the book in my hands carefully. "Studying, Odango. Something you should really learn to do." The words fall easily as I make eye contact with the blonde in front of me. My lips curl into a smirk as I see her purse her lips in frustration.

The girl's hands fly up and her eyebrows furrow together. "I do too study, baka! Just not very...good."

"Not very well," I volley back.

Usagi shakes her head. "Ugh! All I was trying to do was start a nice conversation with you and you go and start acting mean!" She crosses her arms over her chest and narrows her eyes in my direction. "What's your problem?"

This. This isn't wasn't how things usually..."G-Gomen?" Usagi typically isn't this...brash. She's typically far more collected until a few minutes later into our fight. This? This is a new record for how intense her annoyance escalates. We hardly made it through a single quip.

"You know what? Whatever! I don't even care!" Before I even have the time to react she spins around and stalks off just as fast as she arrived. Did I say something wrong? Was I harsher than normal?

Tapping my chin, I recall my joke. Just making fun of her study habits again.

But my doubts get the best of me and before I realize where I'm going I push myself out of my seat and try to follow her. If I was Odango in a library, where would I go? Manga. That's what she's always talking to Hino-san about, right? Okay. So the manga is right across from the roma-

I hear sniffling in my proximity and I know my search is over. It's definitely. I turn my head and find the blonde curled up against a shelf in the romance section. Piles of books are stacked shortly around her body and I can't help but notice how helpless she looks crying in the aisle of books. "O-Odango?"

No response. I crouch down beside her. "Usagi-chan? I'm sorry for what I said" Maybe if I can fix this she'll stop crying. It hurts too much to see her cry like this. I never mean to upset her this much. Make her face go red? Make her cheeks puff out? Well, yeah. It's cute. Never this. "How can I fix this?"

Slowly her blue eyes peek up from her arms and she shakes her head. "I-It's not y-y-you," she sniffs, "I just I-"

"How may I help you two today?"

A voice interrupts whatever it is that she was about to say and I turn to face the attendant, trying not to be upset. Usagi was about to say something important, I'm sure. "No, I think we're fine for right now?"

Confusion crosses the woman's face but she quickly covers it with a smile. "Okay, then. Enjoy your day!"

I mimic her smile and turn back to the crying girl. Except... she's not there. One of the stacks of books is missing along with her and I can only assume that's what the attendant was so confused about. She ran away from me. Again.

Damn.

Pushing myself from the ground, I look around. If I was Odango, where would I run from me?

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A/N: Perhaps (who am I kidding of course it is) anticlimactic. *sighs* Please forgive me! Now accepting requests/ ideas!

And of course if you're not following me on facebook, I'm rewriting bits of Just Adieus and renaming it. It should be up on the seventeenth!

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