Usagi stumbled slightly as she made her way to Crown, ill, but refusing to give in to it. At a time when her Senshi needed her most, she could not retreat to her bed. Even if that did mean school. But it could not have come at a worse time. July 31st, and a heat wave had hit Juuban. Usagi leant against a wall, feeling sweat drench her face and neck. Then it went black.

Mamoru had been walking casually towards Crown, looking forward to another banter session with Usagi, when he saw said Odango crumple to the ground. Running as fast as the heat wave would allow, he caught her just before she hit the hot concrete. He rushed to Crown in a state of panic. Running into the arcade he shouted to Motoki to get ice and a large chocolate milkshake.

Motoki had never seen Mamoru in such a state. Following his orders, he ran to the freezer, and filled a small bag with ice, hurriedly handing it to his panicked friend. Then he quickly filled a large glass with cool chocolate milkshake. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Mamoru gently pressing the ice bag to her face, whilst whispering comforting words into her ear. He could not help but shake his head softly. They were just so perfect, and they did not even realise.

Usagi came to, seeing a pair of distressed midnight blue eyes gazing at her. She felt something cool pressed to her forehead, and could smell the enticing smell of ice cold chocolate milkshake. But this only half registered in her mind. Those eyes, these arms… she had been lost in those eyes before, heck, she had been lost in these arms before. They belonged to the man who had saved her life countless times when she was Sailor Moon. She could smell that unforgettable combination of fresh roses and cinnamon.

This was… him.