Author's note: This'll be quick. When I first wrote this as a one shot I had no plans of adding any more. But this got in my head and I just had to write it. Please don't expect regular updates, as I'm not sure whether I'll add any more. Happy reading and hope it makes sense!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, just borrowing the characters.
The arcade was relatively quiet today except for the drone of the ping of the game corner. Usagi was in a corner booth occasionally sipping her chocolate milkshake while reading the newest Sailor V manga.
Upon hearing the bells above the door her eyes immediately darted to the door knowing that Mamoru-baka would be entering. Her heart started pumping harder and just as suddenly plummeted to her stomach as the baka held the door open for a long legged red head. Usagi watched as the pair made their way to the counter where Motoki stood behind and sat on the stools. The trio were talking about something important it seemed and Usagi was surprised to see Mamoru so animated.
Holding the stem of the glass that held her precious milkshake Usagi's grip tightened when she saw the red head say something and the strangest thing happened. Mamoru smiled, not the cocky grin that he threw her when they traded insults but the smile that brought out his pearly whites and reminded her that he used to be a model. Motoki eventually had to leave the pair and Usagi saw red as the woman reached out a hand to Mamoru's arm, stroking it with a strange look on her face that reminded Usagi how Umino occasionally looked at her.
*Crack*
The glass she was holding cracked and Usagi blushed as all eyes turned to her. Motoki who was nearby gently grabbed her elbow,
"Usagi, you're bleeding." Usagi looked down at her hand and realised that indeed she was. She looked up at Mamoru and immediately tears filled her eyes and she looked away. "C'mon Usa, we'll fix you up in the back." Usagi nodded and let Motoki led her to the back room. "Here sit down." Usagi sat down again. "I'm going to have to get the first aid kit from the front, don't go anywhere."
As Motoki left the room, Usagi looked around the room. As Usagi wasn't the most coordinated person she had made a fair few trips to the back room but since the last time she came 'Toki must have redecorated and it was a creamy white with a set of lockers off to one wall and a small kitchenette on the corner. A few old posters littered the walls. The door opened again Usagi started apologising to Toki,
"Toki, I'm sorry. I should have been more careful-"
"Yes you should have been." Hearing Mamoru's deep timbre voice Usagi snatched her injured hand away from his and frowned.
"Where's Toki?" Mamoru pulled her hand back and started inspecting it. "Mamoru-baka I asked you a question!"
"He's working. The afternoon rush just came in and he asked me to do it."
"Oh." Mamoru raised an eyebrow, and Usagi looked away, inspecting the posters again trying to distract herself from the goose bumps from Mamoru's touch. "What makes you qualified to fix my hand?" Usagi knew he was more than qualified to, but she did have a reputation to uphold even if no one was here to see it.
"Well Odango, I was able to do most of my pre med courses during high school and am now in an accelerated course at University and am in my second year of medical school while interning at Aiiku Hospital." Usagi had to hold her jaw in place so it wouldn't drop in disbelief. "How's that?" Usagi thought she heard a bit of hope in that question but nodded her head instead and let Mamoru work on her hand. She was surprised at the gentleness that he used and asked the question she was dreading.
"I hope your date doesn't mind you doing this." A moment passed before Mamoru responded.
"Saori is a classmate. We were studying some old boards and needed a break."
"She looks like she likes you." Usagi added softly, "really likes you ."
"I know." Mamoru sighed. "Alright let's rinse this hand and then we'll finish up. It wasn't deep so you won't need a tetanus shot." Mamoru led Usagi to the small kitchenette and liberally used soap to gently wash her hand. As Mamoru rubbed his hands over hers Usagi felt a small twitch of magic seep her skin and she swore she saw golden sparks dance over her larger wound. "That should do it." Usagi nodded and grabbed the towel he offered her.
"Thanks." She breathed.
Mamoru smiled softly down at her, "no problem."
The door opened behind them and Saori came in, "how are you Usagi-chan?" Mamoru stepped away from Usagi and washed his own hands.
"Good. Mamoru did a good job." Mamoru lifted his head at the lack of insults shooting a piercing smile at Usagi.
"I'm sure he did a great job. Mamoru is nothing sort of perfection." Usagi coughed and shot an equally knowing smile to Mamoru. "Mamoru, it's four o'clock." Mamoru wiped his hands dry and checked his watch.
"I'll be right out." Saori nodded and gave a curious look that Usagi could decipher then left, leaving Usagi and Mamoru alone. Reaching into the first aid container Mamoru pulled out a bandage and wrapped the material around Usagi's wound. "Change the bandage tomorrow, if it gets infection make sure you go to the hospital." Cleaning up all of the unused equipment Mamoru placed them back in the first aid bag.
Mamoru left the room and Usagi felt strangely alone.
It was dark when Usagi finally headed home, Motoki offered her a ride but she decided that the walk home would do her good. She took a shortcut through the park and sat down on one of the benches that littered the grounds. The bandage had been on her hand for a few hours now and Usagi didn't feel any pain that she expected to, so she slowly unwound the material and gasped. The deep wound that should have marred her hand didn't exist and she traced where the glass had once pierced her skin. A tingle crept up her back and she couldn't help but close her eyes as memories that she didn't remember resurfaced.
Usagi shot up, the wind lifting her hair that flowing from the 'odangos' on her head. Her gaze was fierce as she held her head high, "on behalf of the moon Mamo-chan, I'll help you remember us!"