Usagi scowled at the man next to her. That jacket, it, it, well it was atrocious. Disgusting. Repulsive. 'Any more?' a sarcastic voice drawled in her mind.

Usagi frowned and took a sip of milkshake.

Why would anyone want to wear it? Really!

She harrumphed as the man next to her grinned. She knew why she was angry. It wasn't because that jacket was so ridiculously ugly. Nor was it that it tarnished the young man's astonishing good looks.

That she could almost deal with. It was the fact that her own boyfriend had not listened to her arguments on binning the blasted thing once and for all.

Her mind travelled to a conversation a few days back…

"Usako for the last time, I am not getting rid of this jacket." A young man sighed has he tried to console his annoyed girlfriend.

"But Mamo-chan, it's so horrible! Why would you want to wear it?"

"I love this jacket Usako. And no one. Not even you, can stop me wearing it!"

'We'll see,' her mind thought. Standing up, she walked behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Mamo-chaaaan, aren't you hot in this jacket?" she whispered, kissing his earlobe.

"Usako, what are yo-" he was cut short by her kissing his lips. Her hands reached under the shoulders of his jacket and pulled it off his shoulders, then his arms, then his whole torso.

He kissed her back, much to Motoki's annoyance, but this annoyance was short lived as he saw Usagi break the kiss, grab her bag and run to the door, green jacket in hand.

"Haha!!" Usagi chided. "Got your Baka jacket Mamo-chan!" She ran out of Crown laughing, leaving her extremely annoyed boyfriend in her wake.