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Story Twelve: Cherry Bomb

Rating: T; though almost a bit Mish

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'I love you more than ice cream.'

In the entire two paragraph length Christmas card that his girlfriend had written that single statement has served to leave Mamoru undone. Disarmed, he almost felt gooey when he shifted away from the poorly constructed card to stare deeply into her azure colored eyes, noting the pink hue staining her cheeks.

Though, maybe it was the fact that Mamoru was eternally left brained, ruled indiscriminately by his rationality rather than his emotions.

Because no matter how romantic this moment was a little voice in his brain couldn't let it go without commenting on a little, insignificant fact that once voiced would most likely ruin this entire experience.

"Usako," The little voice inside his brain took a hold of his voice box against his consciousness's consent.

"Did you like it," Usagi interrupted him, her eyebrows shooting up towards her hairline as she actually started bouncing in place.

"Very much," The romantic side of him shoved the little voice away while threats of being bound to a set of imaginary railroad tracks were voiced. Romance, every so suavely cupped Usagi's cheek, tracing her lower lips with his thumb.

Unafraid of the imaginary threats Rationality whacked Romance across the back of his head, "But-" Mamoru began once again but was thankful cut off once again by the overly excited girl.

"But, you're wondering where your present is," Usagi's voice practically squealed. Brushing his hand off she took two steps backwards and Mamoru couldn't help but let a sigh escape past his lips.

Inside of his mind Romance and Rationality were engaged in a duel of epic proportions and currently Rationality owned the rights to his voice box. "That wasn't what I was going to say Usako."

Rationality took this moment to assess her appearance, declaring it utterly strange to find the girl clad in only a silk robe while Depravity let out a wolf whistle.

"It's," Mamoru began again as Usagi's hands quickly undid the silk belt, allowing the robe to cascade to down to her feet. "July," He finished lamely, his eyes widening significantly at the sight before him.

His little, innocent Usako was adorned in a tight bound red corset with matching silk panties.

"July," Usagi giggled in acknowledgement. "I know what month it is silly boy, but well," She paused, a blush creeping onto her cheekbones. "I saw this and got a little overly excited. I just knew that I couldn't wait the extra five months to show it to you, so." She finished her statement by doing a little twirl. "What do you think?"

Mamoru stood absolutely and utterly tongue tied, his earlier protest dying a swift death inside of his juggler. "Um," He managed to get out the single syllable.

The sound of Usagi's musical giggle once again filled the air, "Come here." She demanded, taking a hold of his necktie and pulling him forward. Unable to speak Mamoru tried to close the distance between their lips in one swift movement but paused abruptly when Usagi placed her index finger to his lips. "Hmm?"

"But," Usagi winked. "Just because Christmas came early doesn't mean you can."

Mamoru froze.

Rationality's jaw dropped and without another word he packed a small suitcase and scribbled a note on a sticky pad. 'I'll be at Motoki's,' it read, as he stuck it on the refrigerator on his way out.

Romance on his part simply cowered in the corner.

Quickly Mamoru shot forward and caught Usagi's lips roughly, his teeth nibbling on her lower lip. "Ow," She protested weakly.

"You want it, Usa?" Mamoru's husky voice whispered in her ear and Usagi could only nod in response. "Good," He replied, afterwards releasing her and stepping away from the confused girl. "You know," He began, titling his head to the side. "On second thought I think I should wait till Christmas day to open my gift. It will give me plenty of time to get not only get mentally but physically ready so as to not explode with overexcitement, like a child."

Usagi frowned, "Fine." She muttered, an evil glint shinning on her azure colored orbs. "You know I don't necessarily endorse the idea of regifting but in this case I could just forward your gift to Haruka." She smirked, "After all she's always going on about how she loves cherry bombs."

Before Usagi could even take a step away Mamoru rushed forward, pinning her up against the wall and kissing her fierily, a possessive type of kiss that always left her quivering.

"Merry Christmas," Usagi managed to get out as his tongue traced designs on her neck. His response came in the form of hauling her up in the air so she could wrap her shapely thighs around his waist.

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Mamoru crosses his arms over his chest, "I know it's meant to be humorous but all these low blows are really upsetting my ego."

Ills shrugs, "I'm sure Usagi will have no problem stroking or inflating your ego, for you."

Mamoru blushes, "Shameless."

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Happy holidays!

ills