I have to admit it, it's been a long time since I've beta'ed someone else's work. Let's just say that I almost typed in 'beat'ed' instead of 'beta'ed'. But if you want to try, Dudly, well, I won't say no.

Heheh. Cold by ice-cream would be terrible, except if it's lucuma icecream! (and if you don't know what lucuma is, my god. Run to the first shop that sells Peruvian goods and ask for it. Because, yummy!)

Welcome, Zoey89. +grin+ phoebesaphira, always making me smile with your enthusiasm. And Cshakepeare, aw sweetie+hugs+ Okay, so I like seeing my nickname in a Fav list. I'm going down for pride, ain't I+hides+

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033. GIFT

People in the Juuban district had known Usagi Tsukino since she was a baby. Notorious as the sweetest girl, Usagi's smile had always brightened the day.

Those same people had gotten used to Mamoru Chiba, one of the best students in the district. He had few friends, but was unerringly polite.

But once they met, sweetness and politeness fled out the window.

At the arcade, a confused neighbour would often stare at their fights and wonder, how could two people affect each other so much?

He'd get the attendant's patient smile and an extra cup of coffee. "That's their gift."

18/03/07

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034. BALL OF YARN

Bright red. Pink. Purple.

Mamoru stared at the three balls of yarn, then at the blonde girl presenting them. "You want me to what?"

"Pick. One," Usagi repeated slowly, as if to a child.

"Why should I?"

"Because you and Luna are very alike," she explained. "She's just as bossy and stuck-up. But nicer… well, most of the time. So, if you liked one of these, she'll probably like it too."

"And Luna is a friend?"

"Um. My cat, actually."

"You are comparing me to a cat?"

Usagi cocked her head. Did he sound hurt? "Well, she's a special cat!"

19/03/07

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035. DAILY PLANNER

Usagi and Mamoru were sitting quietly at the same bench.

Motoki blinked.

Blinked again.

Pinched himself.

But the mirage remained.

Usagi and Mamoru were sitting quietly.

At the same bench!

He looked suspiciously at the juice he was drinking. Was there something in the water? He put it aside, just in case. "Hey, Unazaki." He pointed at the pair. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"

"Quiet, huh?" His sister shrugged. "Dunno. Chiba-san went straight to her and Usagi didn't throw him out. Maybe the world's ending?"

Motoki nodded. He had a new entry for tomorrow's agenda:

Check for Four Horsemen!!!

19/03/07

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036. CHAMPAGNE

"What are you doing?"

Mamoru showed her the small cards spread on the counter. "I'm choosing a colour for my room."

Usagi studied the samples, her expression gradually changing from curious to utterly perplexed. "White. Whiter. Whit-ish." She pointed to a different colour with each word. "Er… Whitest?" She raised an eyebrow. "Are you really this boring?"

Dark blue eyes narrowed. "Did I ask for your opinion?"

"You should," she sniffed. Then she peered at the collection until she finally picked one up. "Here, whit-ish looks pretty."

"It's champagne, Odango." But he took the card and pushed the others aside.

19/03/07