Impossible!
A/N: A drabble appears in the wild! A first (ish) encounter AU? The reader is paralyzed in shock! Author laughs and throws a smoke bomb, disappearing into the night. Gotta Catch Them All!
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"Baka!" I shout, sticking my tongue out and curling my hands into fists at my sides. Honestly this is the third time I've run into this guy in the past week, and all he can do is make fun of my hair! The nerve of the guy, really. Harassing a girl on the streets. Is that his new hobby?
He looks down at me with a smirk. "You know, my name is actually Mamoru. Not 'Baka' as you so lovingly call me every time we meet."
What?
He continues. "I mean, I'm flattered you think so highly of me." A laugh cuts off his thought. But only briefly. "But I think I would much rather be called by my real name." His smirk is replaced by a smile and for a moment I'm caught in the beauty of his eyes. Have they always been this blue?
Like the midnight sky.
"Hello, Earth to Odango?" A hand waves in front of my face and once again the joking lilt to his voice stings my ears. "Anybody in there?"
I narrow my eyes and stand up straighter. Make myself look taller. Well, as tall as I can look being as short as I am in comparison to the boy in front of me. "Well I'll you know that my name isn't Odango! It's Usagi. Us- Sa- Gi." I lick my lips and cross my arms over my chest. "And I know I would much rather be called by my real name," I bite back, to mimic his words.
Honestly. Every time I've seen him! It's been odango this. Odango that. Fail any tests, Odango? Hit anybody with a shoe lately, Odango? Has he never seen the hairstyle before? Or has he simply been living on another planet for his entire life?
But he-Mamoru, I guess-just laughs at my words.
I'm about to scream. Rip him a new one. But he stops me in my tracks, falling into a low bow and holding out his hand to me. "Pleased to meet you, Usagi-san," He raises his eyes to meet mine. He smiles. "My name is Mamoru Chiba."
"N- Nice to meet you," I sputter, placing my hand in his. What is he doing? "Mamoru-san." Obviously making a fool out himself, that's what.
About to pull my hand from its awkward position he wraps his long fingers around my own and stands from his bow. Slowly. Slowly, he pulls my hand up to his lips and kisses its backside. My hand falls from his grasp and hangs limply from its new position at my side.
"Now if you'll excuse me, my lady, I've got to be going."
He winks and offers a short nod before picking up his walk again from where he caught me from falling down earlier. Is that how we got here? And he decided to remedy the situation by simply introducing each other? As if we were pictures of polite society? "Baka," I breathe, a smile hitching up the corners of my lips as I turn to watch him leave.
A single hand is raised and he waves once. "I heard that, Odango!"
Are you kidding me? "Baka!" I screech, heat running to my face. To think I thought he was cute!
"Hey! I say it with love!"
But he's gone before I can question it.
Love?
Impossible!
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