Usako_mamoru 3rd anniversary challenge 2009
Day 8: Presents
By Natsudori Lina
Mamoru was bad at buying gifts. It was something Usagi knew, but accepted as his loving girlfriend.
The first thing he'd ever given her was a Fruit of the Month club subscription. It was just after they'd started dating, so she could understand it, she guessed. There was, after all a lot of pressure for him to live up to after discovering the whole destined soul mate thing. And here was a gift that said, "I want to be around to see you discover a new fruit every month, but hey, I'm not ready to get you a ring yet and this way you'll at least be healthy while I figure this whole thing out."
A bunch of small gifts came next. A gift card to a bookstore. A beginner's yoga kit. Meditation CDs. A certificate to a store that he had been horrified to learned was… well, less than proper. These, she rightfully assumed, had her friends behind them. Not his fault.
Her last birthday gift had been a truly horrendous necklace, made up of silver and chunky rose quartz rocks. A definite step up from the fruit club, but still something Usagi wore only when he mentioned it. See, now this was a gift that said "I love you, I'm committed, I have zero fashion sense… you like pink, right?"
Lately, Mamoru had taken to gifting her with random things that "reminded him of her." This meant that Usagi was amassing quite a collection. There was the cheap rose-scented perfume that smelled more like ethyl alcohol when sprayed, the moonscape poster that she might have liked if it had been in watercolors or something, and a Sailor Moon plushie that made her look fat.
Usagi stared at the latest contribution he'd just handed her. It was a screen-printed fitted tee with a scene of bunnies in a meadow gracing its front. The rabbits' sky glittered with rhinestones and sparkles.
Minako would never let her live it down. Rei would tease her for a year at least.
She looked from the T-shirt to his earnest blue eyes. Sighing, she leaned in for a thank you kiss.
The things she would do for this man.