As always, a special thank you to everyone who's read and reviewed. Dudley, Zoey89, C.Shakespeare, GreenSea, Raye85, you people make writing (and hudredising!) even more fun than it already is.

Went and opened an account at SMFanfiction dot net… Fifty drabbles more… With fairytal-y prompts… Oh well, as I always say, I've never claimed sanity+winks+. Guess that BtVS Writing Marathon I was planning will have to wait. Lol!

DISCLAIMER: Nope. Never. No.

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049. A FAMILIAR SONG

Motoki went to refill Mamoru's coffee, but he stopped as soon as his friend's voice reached his hearing.

What?!

Frozen in place, Motoki rechecked the scene. Advanced Chemistry book – check. Empty cup of coffee – check. Pen and notebook at hand – check. Humming under his breath… Yep, check.

And, wait. Didn't that song sound familiar?

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At the Cherry Blossom Temple, Rei clutched Ami's arm. "She's driving me crazy! It's been a week and she won't change that tune!"

Ami nodded in complete understanding.

Both turned towards Usagi, but the blonde didn't notice and kept humming happily as she read a manga.

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050. ADVERTISEMENT

Driven beyond sanity, Motoki waved his apron between the fighters. "Stop it. Now!"

Mamoru and Usagi turned, surprised more at his tone than at the makeshift white flag.

"Motoki?"

"'Toki-kun?"

"That's it, you two." The blond was glaring earnestly at his two friends. They had the decency to look abashed, at least, he thought. Not that it'd last enough to stop the next argument. "Really, guys. Do I need to put a sign? 'No bickering allowed!'"

Both blushed. Then, in tandem:

"It's her fault!"

"It's his fault!"

Motoki sighed. More than a sign, he needed a miracle with these two.

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051. LIGHTENING

Mamoru normally felt irritated by anyone reading over his shoulder, and the Odango was no exception. "Seen anything you like?" he asked, closing his Physics book with a snap and turning toward the curious girl.

She narrowed her eyes at his incivility, reached out and opened the book again. "Yep." She nodded to the picture. "It's beautiful."

"I'd have thought you'd be running from it," he sniggered.

Usagi elbowed him. "So I'm afraid of lightening. But a picture can't harm me, right? And it is beautiful."

Despite himself, Mamoru smiled. "That's the silliest thing I've ever heard."

Mouth, meet foot.

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052. PROTECTOR

Osamu had enough. He couldn't allow that jerk to keep teasing Tsukino-san, even when the jerk was older… and taller... and…. gulp! Gathering his courage, he came closer and called out, "Hey, you! Stop it!"

Nothing happened.

"Tsukino-san, why don't you come with me?" he offered.

Neither seemed to notice.

Osamu shifted awkwardly.

Tsukino-san was ignoring him completely, instead focused in a list of insults that almost made him blush. The other guy didn't pay any attention to him either, looking at her intently.

Confused, he walked away, looking how his blonde classmate chose to stay.

He'd never understand girls.

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