AN: Oh em eff freaking see. I am soooo sorry for not updating in like...forever and then coming back with one short drabble. D: I wanted to do more, but school got in the way and I've been busy on my other account because those characters practically massacred these characters. o.o I'm not kidding. They took over my brain. D: xD Anyway, I'll try to update a few more this weekend ( & hopefully they're written better o.o). I'm trying to get the longer pieces out there and the ones involving other characters besides the Inners. :3
PS. Forgive me is this sounds crappy. I typed it up quickly and I haven't wrote anything with ooey gooey romance in a while. I have to get used to it again. o.o
Thanks to those who reviewed. You mean the world to me. :D I. Love. You ~. less than three. x3
Theme: # 33
Smirk
She didn't know why, but he looked different today. And it certainly wasn't in a good way. His peaceful and handsome face seemed twisted with mischievousness and perversion. She shuddered, rubbing her arm. She suddenly felt dirty and vulnerable. Still, though, Usagi couldn't tear her gaze from Seiya's face. She scrutinized the male further as he chatted with the members of his group. She didn't know what made him look so different from other days. He acted the same way he usually did: cocky, determined, and utterly adorable…not that she would admit it.
Minako snapped her fingers in front of Usagi's face, bringing her back to the classroom, to her own group. "Usagi-chan! Snap out of it," she hissed. "You can ogle Seiya later, but right now we have a project to do."
Usagi flushed, quickly averting Seiya's gaze. It was obvious that he heard Minako's scolding. She dived into her part of the work overly enthusiastic, but her mind was still Seiya-centered. She wondered if Minako purposely raised her voice so that Seiya could hear, but quickly pushed that thought away. Minako would never embarrass her like that…would she?
The small smile on Minako's face told her otherwise.
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Usagi was beyond exhausted by the time class ended; she didn't think she would make it home in one piece. Had she not been sleepy, she would've taken the girls up on their offer to the Crown. She vetoed against it, choosing to go home and sleep rather than eat. It would also give her time alone to think about why she felt Seiya had changed since the previous day.
"Odango!"
Usagi froze, her face tainting with a crimson hue. Speak and they shall come, she thought, her eyes remaining on the ground. Her breathing slowly became erratic at his approach; his warmth engulfing her. Yes, he was definitely the same Seiya she knew.
"Why didn't you want to come with us?" He questioned, his honey smooth voice dripping with concern.
The blond shifted her attention to the raven haired male's face. There he was; the Seiya she knew and saw for as long as she knew him. She smiled, "I'm exhausted. The project the teacher gave us was hard and I actually had to work and it was due on the same day. It's all so tiring." She sighed, hunching her shoulders a bit in defeat, "I don't know how you manage school and the pop star life without snapping."
"Well, that's easy," Seiya smirked. "I don't eat as much sweet as you do."
Usagi blinked, scowling slightly. She would've yelled at him, but she was staring at his lips. They were what made his appearance change by a landslide. It was the smirk that he had on for the entire day. "Seiya?"
"Hm?"
The blond covered his face with her hands, rubbing it roughly. She stretched his cheeks, pinching them only to massage them afterwards. It was Seiya's turn to change color as Usagi played with his face. He gently pushed the girl away, taking hold of her wrists. He sniffled, shaking his head in an effort to ease the lingering stinging on his skin. A small, almost unnoticeable pout set onto his lips, "What was that for?"
"Don't smirk. It's weird," She scolded, ripping her arms away from him. She resumed on her trudge home, hoping he would follow. She smiled when she heard his footsteps behind her.
"What do you mean 'it's weird'?"
She shrugged, suppressing a yawn, "You look like a pervert when you smirk. I like it better when you smile."
Usagi found herself enveloped in a pair of strong and warm arms. They were much different from Mamoru's and she fit into them perfectly. She liked it more than she should. Seiya nuzzled his face into her neck, brushing his lips against the warm skin, smiling softly when he heard her gasp. "Then I'll smile just for you, ne?"
"Then prepare to smile for the rest of your life, Seiya," Usagi warmed, shoving him away playfully. "Smirking does not suit you at all."
Seiya chuckled, intertwining his hands with hers, "Neither do those bags under your eyes. Come on, let's get you home."
He gently pulled her along, leading her home, completely oblivious to the huge grin that had slapped onto her face and her heart.