Here's a cute one =)

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He fell on top of her, both of them gasping as they hit the sidewalk. Mamoru's mind filled with concern that his heavy body had crushed her petite one.

"Are you alright?" he asked, propping himself on his elbows above her to see her face. Her face was scrunched in pain. "Usagi!" he rolled right off of her then. He sat up, hunched over the girl and watched her eyes carefully. Her nose relaxed, soon followed by her eyes. Bright blue orbs suddenly appeared, and he was staring right into them. He was captivated. He had never seen the Odango with such a relieved expression on her face. Her wide, crystal eyes stared up into his and her mouth was slightly parted. Usagi took a breath, watching him as he sighed in relief. "I thought I knocked you out right there." he said, scratching his head.

Not physically… she thought as the words left the face above hers. She mumbled, trying to come up with a reply. He smiled and leaned down, his lips grazing her cheek and ear. Gently, he kissed the skin at the junction of her neck and jaw. She gasped. "Mamoru?" she whispered, shocked. WAS HE DOING WHAT SHE THINKS HE WAS DOING?

He murmured against her earlobe, "You're gonna be late for school." He quickly left her face and sat back. The black haired man held out a hand to her. She sat up on her elbows, looking at his hand skeptically. Wait… what just happened? She reached for the hand regardless of the event. He pulled her up to a standing position, hand still in hers and chest pressed up against her. His hands itched to wrap around her body, but he held back. Running a thumb over her knuckles, he watched as the blonde's cheeks turned bright red before dropping her hand back to her hip. He smiled warmly and walked off, whistling on his merry way to where ever the hell he was going. She froze and ever so slowly turned the opposite way, legs trembling as she watched his long legs carry him down the sidewalk. His hideous pea-green jacket soon disappeared among the people in the crowded street ahead.

…

School was a blur behind Usagi's ocean eyes. Her hand held her head up so she didn't pass out. It must've been a dream… Yeah, that's it… She had just had a lovely dream before Luna jumped on her that morning and had it replaying in her head! She didn't think of the fact that she had a "dream" of Mamoru, her worst enemy. All she thought about was how much she wanted to fall asleep just so she could return to that "dream". Her eyes fell slowly closed, and instantly a movie played in her mind:

"You're gonna be late." he pulled her hand to his lips, kissing each knuckle gingerly before slowly moving up her arm. She pushed his arms away and grabbed his shirt roughly.

"Screw school." she said between her teeth before pulling his face to hers. She kissed his lips with such a verocity that he stood in shock for a few seconds. Then his lips were moving wildly against hers, his arms wrapping around her waist, causing her body to be molded to his. Her arms hooked around his neck, fingers running through his hair and tugging slightly when his tongue touched her lips, begging for entrance. She let him in and saw bright lights as his tongue touched her own, fireworks and bells sounding. Usagi moaned softly, her body pressing into his harder-

"TSUKINO-SAN!" Usagi jumped up at the loud shriek.

"Hm? Huh? What?" giggles followed.

"Sleeping in class AGAIN? That's twice this week! One HOUR of detention for you, mssy!"

"But Ms.-"

"No buts! One hour! Wanna make it two?"

"I wa-"

"TWO HOURS! Oh… Wait… I have a date… FINE. ONE HOUR. BUT YOU HAVE TO DO HOMEWORK THE WHOLE TIME!"

Usagi got a flash of her teacher with evil devil horns and green flames rising behind her, a chilling laugh leaving her throat as she looked to the sky in vengence.

"Fine." she groaned. More giggles errupted from the back of the class, and the woman up front gave a smack of her ruler to the cold desk.

"Anyway…" she singed, turning back to the chalkboard.

I was thinking about school the other day ('cause summer vacation has driven me to madness, hence the daydreams about school!), and this little thing popped up. Why not write a kiss out of it?

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