This one is kind of long.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon.

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Usagi walked down the long pathway in the park, admiring the moon and its gentle light on everything. The blue-lit path had a romantic air to it, and it annoyed her. Valentine's Day was here, and being single on this day was terrible. Sighing, she sat at a bench right by the fountain. Damnit! An even more romantic area of the park. Why did she even bother coming here to calm down? She turned and overlooked the park again, spotting a couple laying in the grass not too far from the small creek. They had a small blanket spread out, and were laying down on it, staring at the stars. She heard the woman laugh as her companion rolled on top of her, kissing her neck. Usagi scoffed and whipped away from the couple.

"What's up, Odango?" Mamoru asked, making her jump.

"Ah! You-- don't scare me like that!" she said, crossing her arms.

"Oh? How would you liked to be scared?" he smirked, sitting down next to her. She lifted a brow and scooted over, trying to get as far from his as possible. He was acting strangely for the usually calm man.

"No way in particular…" she whispered, leaning back and away from her enemy, for he was leaning over her in her face. He laughed and sat back up, shocking the blonde.

"Jealous?" he pointed toward the couple with his thumb, watching them makeout for a few seconds.

"N-no…" she shook her head, looking toward the couple again. Mamoru saw the longing in her eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" she nodded. They watched the couple a bit more, suddenly both of them wanting something like that. "I hate Valentines day…" she muttered. The couple rolled around in the grass, the sounds of their kissing echoing across the park. "Do they have to be so loud?!" she asked, turning away from the couple. Mamoru turned too, eyes wide. They sat in an awkward silence, both not noticing that his arm had somehow snaked behind her and rested on the head of the bench. "So… are you doing anything for this Valentine's Day?" she asked out of the blue. She was curious if this jerk had a girlfriend. Just innocent curiosity, nothing else…

"No." he replied.

"You don't have a girlfriend?" she asked, a little too incredulously in his opinion.

"No, I do not. You sound surprised, Odango." he stated, looking toward the blonde.

"Well…" her cheeks became red.

"Well?" he asked. Now he was curious.

"Well, it's just that… Nevermind." she said quickly. Oh, God! He suspects something. She wanted to run, but that'd be even more suspicious. Crap! She got herself trapped!

"Okay then… You don't have a boyfriend?"

"Are you kidding? Me? A boyfriend? Pfft." she said. She could never get one. She was so childish and klutzy. Very unappealing and annoying. He wasn't sure what to say. He was kind of surprised that she didn't have a boyfriend. Klutz or not, she was pretty hot for her age.

"You'll get one someday, Odango…" he whispered.

"You think so?" she asked, her voice a twinge hopeful.

"Yeah!" he said, trying to up her spirits. He shouldn't have asked. He now saw that his teasing her had definitely decreased her self confidence, and he certainly wanted to take back everything negative he's said about her. Wait… what was he doing? Did he like Odango? No? Yes? His thoughts argued, and he could barely make out what she was saying.

"I don't know… I'm so klutzy and immature…" her words registered in his mind, and he wanted for her to think the opposite.

"No, you're not." he replied, feeling so guilty for his teasing words.

"This coming from the man who teases me for those qualities?" she quipped, folding her arms and smiling.

"It's just teasing, Odango,"

"I suppose…" she shrugged. She had yet to find a guy who didn't find her klutzy ways and childish appearance annoying. Motoki sometimes teased her, and of course Mamrou teased her everyday. Umino was the only guy who didn't tease her, but that was just typical Umino. He didn't tease anyone. She sighed, fighing the tears threatening to pour down her face. Stop it! She scolded herself. You're acting like a baby!

Mamoru couldn't help but stare at Usagi. He felt terrible. She seemed to take his teasing lightly, replying with her own little jokes, but he had no idea that it actually did weigh heavy on her shoulders. He wanted to erase all of her disbeliefs in herself and make her confident. The question is, how? Not realizing what he was doing, he gently turned her head toward his with his fingers, staring into her blue eyes. He saw the unshed tears about to fall, and quickly but gently kissed her lips.

Usagi's eyes went wide. Was Mamoru actually… KISSING HER?! Her body seemed to move all on its own, her eyes closing and her lips pressing into his. She felt his hand cup her cheek, and she felt the need to hold him as well. She slightly maneuvered her body so that it was facing his and slowly held his head in her hands, parting her lips a little. The tender kiss made her body weak, and she couldn't resist laying back on the bench. She fell back, his body following hers, and moved her lips over his. He copied her movements, his body over hers, nearly crushing her, but she didn't mind. She sort of liked the feeling of his body on hers; his strong, lean body that she secretly started to like bumping into every morning. The kiss became more fervent, and the two slowly forgot their surroundings. They didn't hear the crickets sing, or the fountain just behind them. She didn't feel the cool metal bench push into her skin, or the vibrating of her phone alarm on her left hip. She only felt him: his body on hers, his tongue in her mouth, his hands running through her long, blonde hair.

Mamoru's head became hazy as he tasted her lips. They were sweeter than anything he had ever tasted, and their softness provoked him to kiss them more. Her small frame was under his now, and shifted to get better access to her lips. Her hands were in his hair, her fingers tightening around the thick, black locks as he swooped his tongue over her lips. She moaned as his tongue slowly entered her mouth, and he smiled at the faint noise.

Usagi couldn't control the small moan that bubbled from her throat. His tongue was warm and sweet, and she wanted to kiss him forever. She saw fireworks as his tongue touched hers, and she couldn't help but pull him closer, if that was at all possible. She felt him pull his tongue out, and moaned in protest. Why'd he stop? He kissed her lips once again before completely removing his lips from her skin. She opened her eyes, that question repeating in her mind. Why'd he stop? Why'd he stop? Her question was soon answered as she felt his lips make contact with her neck.

"Mamoru," she sighed, his name breathily leaving her lips. His lips curved into a smile and he continued to massage the skin at the junction of her head and neck. He loved the sounds she made as his tongue flicked across her pulse; they were small pants, and he could feel her heartbeat speed up. He found that his breath, too, became pants and slowly ended the kiss by contacting his lips to hers once more.

She opened her eyes as his lips left hers, and she met his gaze. Both of their eyes were halfway closed and glazed over. When their breathing patterns returned to normal, they both smiled at each other. Mamoru stared at her lips before kissing them again, this time not bothering to gently enter her mouth.

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Okay, this one is my new favorite. I prefer night-time scenes for some reason… XD Did you all enjoy it?

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