Mamoru closed his eyes and breathed the cold, crisp air appreciatively. He loved everything about this weather. It was so calm. So quiet. So- *THWACK*

He heard a delighted shriek and saw two long lengths of hair disappear around the corner of the Crown Arcade. Two long lengths meant buns. Buns meant Odango Atama. Mamoru grinned evilly. So it was like that was it? He gathered a handful of snow into his palms, but instead of following his nemesis, he made a left into Crown.

Not moments later, Usagi walked in and parked herself down onto a stool next to Mamoru. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a small white splat on the right arm of his green jacket. She snorted. That damn jacket. It was supposed to be ruined, after that milkshake incident. But no. He'd swaggered into Crown the following afternoon, the jacket as good as new. Life was cruel.

Usagi was suddenly brought out of her reverie by a sneer of, "Did you say something… piggy?" Hilarious. Because she snorted, right?

She stood up and yelled in his face, "What was that BAKA?" This was the opportunity he'd been waiting for. In her anger, she did not notice a green clad arm reach round behind her, and drop something onto her stool. To his dismay, however, she did not sit down. Instead, she turned with intention to storm out, and on doing so, saw the snowball on her seat. She exhaled sharply and picked up the small clump of ice, before spinning on her heel and crushing it into the right arm of his jacket and huffing out.

"Hmm," he heard Motoki say, "That's nice. One more and you'll have a face."