Just some crackfic.
The disclaimer still applies.
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Crap… Usagi thought. She stood in the small closet in Motoki's apartment, hearing small giggles outside the door and her own thoughts screaming.
Usagi felt her head spin. She knew she shouldn't have suggested playing 7 Minutes in Heaven. She just wanted to see Motoki finally kiss Mina, who he had been crushing on since God knows when. And of course, her little fun would come back and bite her in the ass. Yikes. 7 minutes? Seriously? Seriously.
He stood next to her, probably just as embarrassed. She could the heat travel up her neck to pool in her cheeks. Her palms were getting sweaty, and although she wiped them on her skirt, they still seemed damp. It became a little harder to breathe, and she tried to calm herself, but it was getting harder and harder to do.
"Nervous, Odango?" she heard him whisper. She shook her head.
"No. I just don't like the dark," she lied. Of course she was nervous!
She was alone…in a closet…wth Jerkface Mamoru…
"Sure." she could hear the smirk in his voice. She huffed. Seven minutes wasn't passing by as fast as she would like them to.
"What are we going to do?" she whispered. She didn't want to stand there for what seemed like forever! But she didn't want to do what she was in there to do. No way. They at least could talk or something.
Mamoru lifted a brow. What should they do? They were playing a game… He could imagine Motoki and everyone kneeling in front of the door, waiting to hear a little lip-locking. He shrugged off the image. No way would he do that with Odango. It'd be awkward. They had to do something, or else Motoki would kill them both.
"Well… if we don't do something, Motoki will have our heads," he spoke his thoughts, keeping his voice as low as possible.
"You got that right…" she replied. He heard her shudder, and smiled. "Well… since we have about… five and a half minutes left, I say we just kiss a few seconds before he opens the door." Usagi whispered back. He was shocked at the plan. Nevertheless, it was a good plan, and he gave his approval. They would get out of this alive. "… d-do… you, uh, want to practice?" she asked, her voice weak. His eyes widened. P-Practice? "I mean… if we want to look like we've been kissing for almost ten minutes, then we'll need a little… practice…" she squeaked out the last word. Mamoru couldn't believe his ears, and as much as he hated to admit it, she was right.
"Good point, Odango…" His voice was scratchy, and he swallowed to rid his throat of the sudden dryness there. They both turned toward the other, and Usagi held out her hands. Where was he? She couldn't see a thing in the pitch-black tiny space. She almost yelped when his hand came in contact with her arm. He was closer to her than she thought! She backed up, her back coming in contact with the only door, which was only about three inches behind her. She felt his presence getting closer and closer, and closed her eyes, preparing herself for her first kiss with her arch nemisis. Mamoru lifted his hands and found her face, cradling it gently in his hands so he could use them as a guide in the darkness. He bent his head forward, lightly passing his lips over hers before pressing them against her own pair. Usagi couldn't believe who this wonderful kiss was coming from. It was too sweet, gentle and romantic to be coming from Mamoru. Slowly, she lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck as his arms wrapped around her waist. She bunched up his shirt, holding him tightly as he moved his lips against hers. She, too, rubbed her lips on his. Being the eager blonde she was, she opened her lips just a bit, finding that he copied her movements and became even more excited when his tongue somehow found its way into her mouth. Oh, my God, it felt so good that she didn't notice the chatter outside the door. The twisting doorknob went unnoticed as the two continued kissing. The door swung open, and the couple fell to the hard floor at their feet, Usagi crying out when they separated. Mamoru laid on top of her, making her blush madly when she saw her four best friends and Motoki standing above them, their eyes wide with shock. Everyone went still, and minutes passed before someone dared to move.
"They actually did it." Makoto said incredulously, still staring at the two on the floor.
"Oh, my God!" Mina cried, trying to contain the squeal that threatened to bubble up from her throat. Mamoru jumped off the blonde, blushing as much as Usagi was. She jumped up as well, fixing her skirt and tucking loose strands of hair behind her ears. She laughed nervously before running away from the scene and out Motoki's apartment door, zooming down the steps and out into the street before anyone could call to her.
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This one was hilarious, in my opinion. Different, too. I wrote this at 4 in the morning, so if it sucks, then blame it on my staying up late. I hope you all enjoyed this one, and REVIEW!!