Written for Usagi and Mamoru: A Love Like No Other. View link on my bio page.
28. Same old song and dance (462 words)
Motoki looked up as he heard Usagi's loud voice. He glanced towards his friend Mamoru and found that he too had heard the girl enter. Mamoru smirked and gulped down the last of his coffee. He stood and gracefully moved towards the younger girl, much like a panther stalking its prey. Motoki rolled his eyes and muttered, "Here we go again."
Motoki had this routine memorized and down-pat. He could speak the lines at the same time Usagi and Mamoru did along with all the proper inflections in tone. He knew exactly who would say what and exactly when they would say it. Motoki grinned and decided to amuse the group of young children sitting at the counter. "Hey kids, I bet I can say everything that those two," he pointed at Usagi and Mamoru, "say."
"Really?" replied a boy with messy brown hair a little sceptically.
"Yeah really. Just watch." Motoki walked his hands along the counter then picked up his right hand. Opening and closing it like a duck's bill he said, just as Mamoru reached Usagi, "Hey Odango Atama. Failed any tests lately?"
Motoki's left hand stopped moving and turned into Hand-Usagi. "Don't call me Odango Atama! My name is Usagi!"
"I know."
Motoki huffed in indignation. "What right do you have to comment on my sense of style when you look like a… like a… a big dork in that stupid jacket."
He scowled. "You know you can be a real bonehead sometimes Usagi. Today even more so than normal. You need to grow up and act more serious like other girls."
"No way. And give you the satisfaction?"
"Oh satisfaction. Big word there Odango. Did you brain just combust?"
"And besides there's a guy who's in love with me but only when I'm being myself."
"In love with you?" Motoki lifted an eyebrow. "He mustn't be too bright then. He probably fails even more exams than you do."
He narrowed his eyes. "I bet he's way smar-"
"AAAAHHHH!" Motoki glanced at his friends to see why he had been cut off. He found that as Usagi was walking towards Mamoru in anger she had slipped and fell straight into Mamoru's arms.
He smiled and leaned closer to the kids. "Well look what we have here. A brand new scene in our daily drama."
One of the small girls sighed dreamily looking at the two enemies. "They look so cute together."
Motoki raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked back at his friends. Well, what do you know, he thought, she's right. Motoki wondered what would happen now, if the two would find some way to turn this new step back to the old routine. Or would Mamoru and Usagi improvise somehow and begin a brand new routine.