Mamoru glanced over at Usagi, "So you didn't really spit in my food did you?" He ended his question with a slight chuckle.
Usagi flushed, "Of course not, but I did drop your omurice on the floor a couple of- hey, don't look at me like that you were being a jerk!"
Mamoru gasped, "H-how could you?"
"Easy, I just let gravity take over," Usagi respond with a tilt of her head.
"Not that stupid, I meant how could you do that to me?"
Usagi shrugged, "Oh, by the way Ills doesn't own Sailor Moon or bubbltastic if there is such a gum."
"You're changing the subject!" Mamoru yelled but Usagi was no longer listening.
So… he did the only logical thing.
Mamoru unzipped his pants- great now that I have your attention I just wanted to make clear once again that this is a collection of one shots and drabbles so every chapter will be a completely different tale! (Unless otherwise stated cause sometimes your author is lazy so I have to break up long tales into two different chapters.)
Ok, disclaimer check, author's note check and Mamoru naked double check.. Let's get on with the show!
Story Two: Anatomy
Vocabulary word:
Baka: Japanese: Idiot.
Summary: Usagi is sick of Mamoru always treating her like he's her father instead of her boyfriend as he should, so much so that she's hit her breaking point. What will she do to prove to him that she's not the child he thinks she is?
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Anatomy:(N): The human body and all of its bodily structures. i.e. breasts.
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon and the usual blonde hurricane known to the world as Usagi Tsukino was hunched over a retail counter at her part-time job. Chewing nosily on a piece of bubbletastic gum the young glared into the vacant air, seeming in an irritated stupor.
"This place is so dead," Minako complained from her position across the store leaning against the wall with a broom in hand. "Even for a Sunday," She muttered. "What do you think could have," The red ribbon sporting blonde let her question trail off when she noticed her co-worker and best friend wasn't even pay attention. "Usagi?" She questioned pushing herself off the wall.
It wasn't unusual for the blonde odango-styled, haired girl to zone out, it normally happened at regular intervals. But, what was unusual was for her to go into la-la land with a vicious glare donned on her features.
In actuality it was quite a disturbing image.
"Usa," Minako called out again, approaching the counter. "Usaaa," She waved her hand in front of the girl's face but it resulted with no avail. Suddenly as if a light bulb had gone off in the young girl's head her eyes dramatically widened before she leaned closer towards Usagi. "GazettE is outside holding a special concert!"
"Kai!!! KAHHH!" Usagi screamed in typical fan girl fashion snapping her head towards her best friend, looking at her expectantly. "Whe-" She paused in mid-pronunciation when she caught the mirth twinkling Minako's blue eyes. "You!"
"Sorry," Minako apologized. "You were in such a deep trance that I really had no other choice than to use that cute, dimple faced drummer as bait. Though, Uruha is much hotter," She muttered to herself. Propping her elbow on the counter Usagi rested her face in her open palm before nodding slowly towards Minako. "So, what were you thinking of, you looked kind of-"
"-pissed," Usagi answered absently staring into the fully stocked aisle directly ahead of her.
Minako nodded, "What's got you worked up?"
Gritting her teeth together Usagi shifted her blue eyes towards Minako, "Mamoru-baka."
"Oh!" Minako's blue eyes widened in alarm, she was completely unused and shocked to Usagi referring to her boyfriend to anything other than a term of endearment. "What did he do?"
"It's more of a question of what he hasn't done." Seeing her friend's bewildered expression Usagi knew that the statement needed elaboration. "Yesterday he promised me he would call me during work and," With her index finger she pointed at the round clock sitting above the shop's door. "Our shift ends in ten minutes and-" She shoved her phone towards Minako, "He hasn't called!"
Placing her index finger on her chin Minako titled her head to the side, "Maybe something happened or-"
"-or he forgot!" Usagi huffed.
Minako shook her head, her long blonde hair hitting the sides of her face with the motion. "Unlikely, this is Mamoru we're talking about. Maybe he thought you might be busy so he didn't want to disturb you."
Unconsciously Minako took a step back when Usagi's once tranquil blue orbs suddenly appeared as if they had been set ablaze. "No! Even if that were the reason he could have at least left me a voicemail or a damn text-" No sooner did the word leave her mouth did her phone come to life. Letting out two small beeps and vibrating once in Usagi's palm she could only start down dumbly at the device, "Message?" She absently finished her original thought.
"It's probably from Mamoru," Minako stated quite matter-of-facty.
Glaring down at her cell phone Usagi flipped it open, "If its spam or Rei sending me another stupid chain letter I'm going to- Oh! It is from Mamo-chan." Her eyes soften losing their unnatural sharp edge.
"Told you," Minako smiled brightly but her expression shifted into that of concern when Usagi's ecstatic expression morphed into one of fury. "What is it?" Trembling slightly from the rage currently running its course through her blood stream Usagi could only shove her cell phone into her best friend's face. Darting her own blue orbs down towards the tiny screen Minako read the message Mamoru had sent.
From: Mamo-chan
Finish your homework after you get off work!! :(
AUG/20 3:52PM
"Wha-" Before Minako could even ask what had been wrong with the text Usagi crumbled onto the counter letting her cell drop alongside her. "Usa?"
From her position on the counter Usagi let out a fierce growl, "He acts like he's my father!"
Pursing her lips together Minako nodded absently, "Well, I'll agree that this text sounds like something a parent might write but-"
"-but nothing! He's like this all the time!" Usagi insisted before dropping her voice a solid octave mimicking her boyfriend's tone. "No Usako we can't go to the park until you finish your studies. Or. Usako, you can not wear that miniskirt wear this hideous knee length skirt instead." Straightening up, off the counter she crossed her arms over her chest, "It's so annoying. I can't even take him shopping; he won't let me get anything." She huffed, "It's like he wants me to wear my school uniform all the time." Minako opened her mouth to retort but Usagi ignored the motion and continued on with her rant. "He treats me like a child! And, today the whole reason behind him calling me was to plan a date after work but looks like he forgot all about that instead he's ordering me to finish my homework."
Usagi growled, "He even had the nerve to practically yell at me, what the hel-"
"-Ah!" Minako interrupted, "Don't jump to conclusions," She placed her free hand on her shoulder. "He wasn't yelling or-"
"Do you see this," Usagi held up her cell phone once again, pointing at the emoticon at the end of the text message. "That equals yelling and do you not see the exclamation points?"
Before Minako could continue their debate the shop's front door swung open, "Welcome patron!" Both girls yelled happily, Cheshire grins stretched across their faces as they turned towards the door. Though upon noticing that it was only their boss and shop owner, Mr. Chinatsu the girls relaxed. "Hi boss," Minako greeted warmly.
Mr. Chinatsu returned her greeting with a kind smile, "How was business?"
Minako couldn't help but frown slightly, "Well, it was-"
"-completely dead." Usagi supplied from her position behind the counter.
Nodding in agreement Minako shrugged, "Don't know what happened boss."
Mr. Chinatsu blinked placing his hand on his cheek, "If that's the case then Minako you can take off now you don't need to bother to wait for your replacement. If you missed any of your chores I'll tell them to finish them, ok?" The blonde nodded reaching over the register to manually clock herself out. "Usagi as soon as we're done counting your drawer you can take off as well."
Before he was even done speaking Usagi was already unlocking her register drawer with her own spare key and taking out the tray. "Ok," She replied running towards the office.
"My, my someone is eager to get out of here. Do you have a date with your boyfriend?" Mr. Chinatsu innocently asked not realizing the land mine he was about to step on. A loud growl which could have rivaled that of a tiger's echoed off the office's walls causing Mr. Chinatsu to stiffen.
"Not a good idea to bring Mamoru up right now," Minako whispered in his ear while he nodded. "Bye Usagi see you tomorrow," She called out before exiting the shop's front door.
Considering that they had a total of six customers all shift Usagi's drawer was easily counted and evened out. After helping count and verify the shift's deposit and signing of on it and her receipts Usagi took her leave.
Unable to control herself Usagi stomped down the sidewalk heading towards her house. 'That baka! When will he stop treating me the way he does?' Pausing in mid-step Usagi's eyes flashed as something occurred to her, 'Maybe he won't stop treating me like a child until I prove to him that I've become a woman.'
Snapping her fingers together Usagi nodded to herself before switching streets, heading towards her boyfriend's apartment complex. Maybe it was the fact that she was on a mission but Usagi found that she'd made it to his front door in less the time that it usually took. Reaching into her purse she pulled out the spare key to Mamoru's apartment, shoving it into the knob and unlocking the door.
When Usagi swung open the door she instantly saw Mamoru stick his head into the hallway from the kitchen's entryway, a frown tainting his features. "Usako?" He questioned watching her slip off her shoes before letting out a sigh. "Didn't you get my text," He asked, dipping back inside the kitchen to retrieve his cup of coffee.
Usagi didn't respond to his question instead she was assessing her own appearance. Today she's worn a pleated black miniskirt with matching button down collared shirt, a typical work outfit. She frowned, it wasn't the best thing in her clothing arsenal but it'd have to do.
Exiting the kitchen with a steaming coffee mug in hand Mamoru made his way into the living room, sitting down in front of his desk where a few of his text books were scattered. "Usako, I have a paper I'm working on," He began to explain not even bothering to peer up at her as she made her way into the room, too engrossed in his task.
Glaring down at him Usagi used his distracted state to her advantage as she reached down and quickly unzipped her skirt, lowering it and stepping out of it before she tossed it at the side of his face. Wordlessly she ripped off her top relishing in the sounds of buttons being forcibly snapped apart. Meanwhile Mamoru, who'd hadn't expected a physical assault from his girlfriend removed the garment from where it had landed on the side of his head. Holding the object up with his index finger and thumb he inspected it, his eyes widened drastically when his mind fully registered what had been pelted at him.
"Usa-" As her name slipped from his tongue her shirt was suddenly chucked at him covering his face. Yanking the garment off of himself Mamoru now annoyed, turned to cast an angry look at his girlfriend only to gasp when he saw that she was standing in her underwear. "W-what are you doing?" He stuttered, screaming in a voice much higher than his usual pitch with his eyes completely bugged out.
"Proving a point!" Usagi snapped at him while reaching behind herself to unclasp her bra.
"What do you mean- stop that!" Mamoru yelled frantically.
"You treat me like a child so today I'm going to prove to you that I'm not! I have fully developed breasts and vag- AH!" Usagi let out a scream as Mamoru stood up and with lightening speed crossed the room, taking a hold of her forearms. Usagi struggled against him and eventually the two of them fell to the ground, Mamoru landing on top of Usagi.
"Usagi!" Mamoru growled out her name in anger as she continued to struggle against him. "Stop," He commanded squeezing her arms none too gently causing her to winch under his grip. Glaring daggers at him at the while she finally gave him and ceased her struggles. "What do you think you were doing?"
Usagi continued to glare at him as she spoke, "Giving you an anatomy lesson," She replied sarcastically.
Mamoru returning her glare in full force growled, "Usagi stop acting like this, you're not yourself."
Usagi could only roll her eyes at his statement, "Fine, whatever, let me up so I can leave."
Mamoru shook his head, "Not till you tell me what's going on. Why are you so upset and acting… insane?" Biting her lower lip she turned her head away from him. "Usagi?" She didn't respond, "Geez, you're acting like a child." He stated causing the fire in her eyes to reignite.
"Nice, exactly what you think of me finally comes out into the light," Usagi bit out the words turning back towards him with angry tears stinging her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.
"Wha- I don't think you're a child, I said your acting like one so don't put words in my mouth." Mamoru couldn't help but snap back, "Is this what's bothering you?"
"Yes, you treat me like a child- or rather like my father more so than my boyfriend."
Mamoru appeared bewildered, "What do you mean?"
"Today that text-" Before Usagi could say anything further he interrupted her.
"-your actual father called me earlier, he requested that I cancel my plans with you today because your grades have slipped again. He asked me to tell you to go home and finish your homework since he knew you'd be more prone to listening to me than him." Mamoru's eyes softened all of his anger vanishing.
Frowning Usagi continued, "There are other things."
"Such as?"
"When we went shopping last month you wouldn't let me buy that mini-"
"-that skirt was way too short."
"See! Acting like-"
"-your boyfriend… Do you think I want some random guy on the street catching a flash of-" Mamoru turned away blushing slightly, "Your anatomy as you so scientifically put it? When you tried it on from the back you could see flashes of your panties when you walked."
Usagi's face flushed, "Why didn't you-"
"I did," Mamoru insisted, cutting her off before dipping down and placing a kiss on her bubble gum tasting lips. "I have not nor never will think of you as a child Usako," He stated firmly.
"Have I misunderstood everything," Usagi questioned while wrapping her arms around him and hugging her body to his. Embarrassment replacing her fury she buried her face into his neck.
"Yes," Mamoru reassured her. "Everything I do, I do to protect you my sweet Usako." His brow furrowed, "Your father has informed you that he regularly calls me to threaten me, right?"
"No," Usagi replied honestly.
"I guess it's his way to motivate me to support your school work- not that he needs to in the first place- but, he always tells me that if your grades go down he's not going to let me see you and Usako," Wrapping his arms around her he squeezed her tightly. "I can't have you taken away from me, it would kill me. That's why I always insist you study more."
Usagi nodded kissing the skin of his neck, "I understand now Mamo-chan." She breathed against his neck causing him to shiver. She let out a noise that signed her surprise when she found something hard stabbing her in the abdomen. "Mamo-chan, I think your phone-"
Mamoru blushed, "Um.."
"Your phone is stabbing me," Usagi continued.
"That's not my phone Usako… don't think badly of me, its cause your not dressed and we're this close… I'm bound to have a reaction." Mamoru stated trying to justify himself.
"What?" Usagi asked innocent while pulling away slightly to peer up into his sapphire eyes which she noticed were glazed over with an emotion she'd never seen come from him before.
"Well, I am a man," Mamoru stated, his voice husky.
"I know," She replied still not understand what this had to do with anything.
Mamoru turned away slightly, embarrassed. "A piece of my anatomy is acting up," He explained.
Usagi's eyes widened, "Oh…" She tried to look down to catch a glimpse. "Can I… see it?"
Ironically and childishly for the next couple of hours the pair played a game of you show me yours and I'll show you mine before switching to a rather stimulating game of doctor.
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Next chapter: The unthinkable is happening, Usagi is being wooed by another man… how will Mamoru react?
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