Okay...the chapter you have all been waiting for!

I hope you all like it! It took so long to write! And thankyou for the great suggestions!

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon...nor do I own the Hallelujah Chorus (you'll see why I put that there in this chapter...)

That afternoon, Usagi walked into the Karaoke Crown Arcade with her two passed tests in hand. A triumphant smile graced her pretty face until she spotted her target…

Mamoru

'He is going to be so shocked when he sees these! Especially my latest test!' she thought as she slowly walked over towards him- an evil grin now taking over from the smile.

Mamoru sipped his coffee slowly, the steam rising hotly from the mug. He felt a soft tap on his shoulder and his heart leapt.

'Usagi?' he thought, swirling around to face whomever it was that now stood behind him.

Indeed, it was the beautiful Usagi who stood behind him. Mamoru opened his mouth to greet her and tell her how much he missed her, but the next words he said made him groan inside.

"Odango Atama? Are you sure that you should really be here? Don't you need to be studying maturity, grace and school work?"

Usagi's happy attitude promptly died and anger filled her heart. She swallowed thickly and managed to keep her rage to a minimum. She smiled once again and Mamoru's brain almost sang the 'Hallelujah Chorus' at the sight of it.

"I can go wherever I please, baka." She said carefully.

Mamoru raised an eyebrow at Usagi's cold expression and icy tone. She was smiling, yet she looked angry at the same time.

"Oh really?" he asked

"Really." She replied, "I passed two tests…with flying colours."

Mamoru's jaw dropped unceremoniously.

"You passed a test? No wait, make that two? Wow Odango…but I must see this phenomena in order to actually believe it happened."

Usagi smirked- a first for her- and handed her test papers to the raven-haired college student. She watched as Mamoru looked down at the big, red 75 on her first test and the big, red 90 on her other test.

After about 5 minutes of nervous silence- with the entire arcade watching the scene unfold- Mamoru looked up at the blonde with an emotionless expression.

"What do you think?" Usagi asked triumphantly- wanting to quash her efforts in his face and make him squirm.

Mamoru just looked back at the papers. He looked from the papers back to Usagi about ten times before he finally opened his mouth to speak. The next words that dripped out with such venom shocked himself, Motoki, the girl in question and the entire arcade.

"Did you cheat?"

Usagi's smile fell off her face. She stood stock still. Her mouth dropped open and her cerulean eyes shimmered with bright tears.

"What?" she asked breathlessly

"I said, did you cheat?" he asked again, feeling like he could shoot himself then and there.

The whole arcade started whispering to each other about the horrible question. Quotes such as, "What a bastard," "Baka!" "How mean!" and "How stupid!" floated throughout the crowd until Motoki silenced them all with a death glare.

Usagi, meanwhile, glared at Mamoru with a single tear falling down her flawless, porcelain cheek.

"I did not CHEAT!" she said, placing great emphasis on the last word. "I STUDIED for the damn test and you can't even comprehend that!"

"Wow, such big words, Odango brains! You even used the word 'studied' in the same sentence as 'I'! I'm stunned!"

Usagi clenched her fists and threw her school case on the floor in a violent manner.

"I don't CHEAT on TESTS! YOU even said that I could not come back here until I had actually passed a test! I got up at six for the past two mornings, which, may I remind you, is EARLY for me! AND I went to school early and studied there too! I studied every single night to impress you! Don't you care?"

Mamoru just eyed the girl with amusement and replied with a sigh,

"No I don't, actually. Now, if you will let me say something, I must say that I am impressed with the scores but you, who has no time whatsoever for studying because of your 'hectic' life and all, cannot achieve something as high as these scores here."

Something inside of Usagi snapped. She marched over and grabbed the lapels of his ugly jacket and he looked away lazily.

"Can't look me in the face, can you, Baka? Is that because you know that I tried and care not to admit when you are wrong? Just quit it with your stupid insults and admit that I did good!"

Mamoru shook his head and Usagi let him go. She snatched the papers from his hand and began to leave the arcade.

"You could always say 'please', Odango." He muttered.

Even though he had not meant for her to hear that comment, Usagi turned and stared at him for a time. She slowly walked back after about ten minutes of freakishly staring at him and grabbed some random person's milkshake on the way.

"HEY!" came the voice of the milkshake's previous owner.

"Get another!" Usagi yelled, her anger getting the better of her this time.

She walked back over to Mamoru and stood directly in front of him- a glare in her eyes. Mamoru just stared back at her questioningly before eyeing the milkshake and raising his eyebrows. Usagi, in one quick manoeuvre, held the milkshake out, turned it upside down and dumped all the contents on Mamoru before he could even tell her to stop or to rethink her decision.

"I hate you Mamoru. I really, REALLY hate you." Usagi said before spinning on her heel and stomping towards the doors of the arcade.

But she stopped for one second and said,

"And, by the way, you weren't even worth that milkshake! I should have grabbed a pot of scalding hot coffee and dumped it on you before I grabbed that milkshake!"

And with that, she stomped out the automatic doors and walked away.

Mamoru just watched her go through his now strawberry-scented fringe and turned to face his best friend, Motoki. The arcade's proprietor just stared at him in disgust.

"How could you, Mamoru? That was so cruel that I could feel myself wanting to curl up and die from the intensity of those words!"

"Motoki, I really didn't mean it…"

"You didn't? How can you say that? You hurt her! Get out of here right now and don't come back until you and Usagi are friends…err…I mean, on good terms again!"

Mamoru stared at his best friend. Motoki had never sounded so angry before. He nodded and stood up, milkshake dripping everywhere. His shoes squelched along the tiled floor as he walked to the door and walked outside.

Motoki watched Mamoru leave and shook his head.

"What a baka. Can't he just be nice to her for once?" he muttered to no one in particular.

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PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 8

Meanwhile, Usagi had reached Minamiza Park with her school case at her feet and her head in her hands. Tears fell down her cheeks and spilled out of her hands onto the ground around her.

Mamoru, who now stood at the entrance to the park- with people giving him weird glances in all directions- watched Usagi with a great deal of regret and remorse over his cruel question. His shoes squelched along the paved footpath as he managed to get his feet to walk him closer, but he didn't care.

All he cared about at this moment was apologising to Usagi.

'Oh Usako,' he thought as he watched her cry

'What have I done?'

AN: Oh man...I am so nervous...I hope that that was okay...please review!