Period 1: Homeroom
Theme 5: Lunch
Words: 271
Author: Lillie Bell
"I'm hungry."
"You're always hungry."
"Not always."
"Odango, you ate a milkshake, then a hamburger, and then ice cream."
He could feel the heat radiating from her while she thought of some way to retort. He almost felt bad making her burn like a tea kettle when they were already sweating in the immense heat.
"You know Mamoru…" He suddenly felt a chill go down his spine from her tone. It wasn't angry. Not at all. It was smooth and silky. The kind of voice she used only in the dreams he had that required a long, cold shower session afterwards.
"In all those stories you hear about people who get lost in the wilderness and they get really hungry and have to eat one of their comrades no one really blames them.
"They don't get charged with murder or anything later on you know."
He chanced a glance at her murderous eyes. In an instant, he was building the greatest raft ever. Trees fell in the span of seconds, palms were lashed together. A primitive sail was constructed from sewing pine needles together. In any other situation, he would have used his shirt, but he'd be damned if he was going to give Usagi an ounce of flesh to drool over. She might eat him raw!
Usagi sat down on a stump and watched as Mamoru worked to make their rescue vessel. She dipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out a peanut butter sandwich. She wasn't about to tell them there was a ferry on the opposite side of the island. After all, it was time for lunch.