7. Things left unsaid
It was a Wednesday morning, and as usual Usagi was late for school. As she rounded the corner of her street she ran full-tilt into none other than the person she had been dreaming about the past few weeks, making her even later than usual as she hungrily held onto her slumber. She desperately wanted to say something to him but how could she describe how her feelings for him had done a complete backflip and were now headed in a direction she didn't even know existed? Especially when she didn't even know how this had happened herself! 'Mamoru…It's…I…Well… Oh, never mind!'
'What's up, Usagi?' Mamoru asked, for once using her real name. Mamoru had never seen her look so serious before.
'Nothing.'
'What were you going to say just then?'
'Oh, nothing, it's just… no, some things are better left unsaid!'
'Alright. Well, Usagi, I have something to tell you too!'
'Really? What is it?' Usagi looked up excitedly. Did he feel the same way about her?
'Oh, it's nothing! It can wait!' Mamoru replied.
Suddenly, Usagi tripped over a branch that had fallen on the path.
'Are you OK?' Mamoru asked with an air of genuine concern.
'I'm fine. Now, what were you going to tell me?' Usagi answered, hoping to catch him off guard.
'I was just going to say…'
'Yes?'
'I was just going to say… That there was a branch on the path!'
'Mamoru! Why didn't you tell me?' Usagi flamed.
'I guess some things are better left unsaid…' Mamoru mused, with a totally straight face,