Disclaimer: Oh, noes, I still don't own Sailor Moon.
Story 60: Parfait d'Amour Part Decina
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The first time she didn't trust him
It had started off as an ill-fated warning, a deliberate thing that had twisted her very soul with torment.
Every boy has that on their brains Usagi, I bet even that Chiba fellow has some salacious reading material hidden somewhere in his bedroom.
With that final gut wrenching declaration Kenji stomped out of the room, irritation lining his very being leaving his daughter completely distraught. An invisible string tugged at her constricting chest pulling her through busy streets, up many flights of stairs and through his unoccupied bedroom door.
Trembling digits had searched through countless drawers encountering only disappointing pieces of cotton. 'Where could they be,' She pondered, her string tugging her towards the pristine bed.
Lowering herself onto her knees her orbs widened drastically when Usagi spotted a small stack of magazines lying neatly against the far wall. Swallowing a deep angry breath she reached over and took a hold of the tainted magazines, sliding them towards herself.
Unable to look at them for a moment Usagi gulped trying desperately to calm her beating heart before she shifted her graze down at the magazines.
Usagi's heart stilled- jaw slack.
Mamoru Chiba was indeed-
-such a nerd.
A few small giggles, bordering hysteria escaped past her lips as she ran her fingers over the glossy cover of her boyfriend's physics magazines. "Wait! Are all of these like this, he couldn't have hidden-" The thought broke off into action when she gripped the magazine by its binding, utterly surprised when a small photo descended towards the ground.
"H-huh?" Usagi spluttered automatically upon seeing her own face staring back at her, imbedded in the photo's glossy surface. Her eyes immediately caught sight of the words imprinted at the bottom of the photo, which served to leave her completely undone.
My beloved treasure – July 20
But still, Usagi couldn't help but wonder how Mamoru had gotten a photo of her in a bikini eating a hotdog in the first place.
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Asanuma frowned, frantically searching through each of his bedroom drawers, "That evil bastard Mamo-kun."
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An: If you didn't quite get it go re-read the Dazed and Confused saga chapter Quatre.
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