16. Behind The Blue Curtain

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A/N: I know, I haven't written in two days but work was superbly crazy. Even today. You guys might not be used to it since I try to post almost every other day. Bear with me for a bit, it should ease up after the 20th.

-edit- Sorry for the reposting but i missed out some reviewers.^^''

Disclaimer: Don't own blue curtains and sailormoon.

It's not as if she doesn't do housework. It's just that she prefers to do them when he's not at home. Like now.

It's my home now. Usagi stood up, using the back of her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She washed the cloth in the bucket of clean water and wringed it dry, this time to wipe the area behind the blue curtain. If only Mama could see this, she would have been so proud of me. Smiling wistfully, she got to work.

Mamoru turned the key in the lock, careful not to make any sound. Recently, he had that nagging feeling that his Usako was up to something. It was like she didn't want him at home sometimes. I'll find out what she's up to..

A gust of wind tugged at the curtains, making them billow and sway. His eyes settled on the silhouette of his wife, on her knees behind the curtains. A wave of anxiety rushed over him, thoughts of her being sick or hurt in some way running through his head. He approached her quickly but silently, only to notice the pail of water beside her and her small hands wiping the floor as she moved on all fours.

He couldn't stop smiling as it finally dawned on him why the house remained spotless even though he worked late nights and didn't do much cleaning. Kneeling down, he let his hands slide from her waist up and earned a whiplash from her hair.

Usagi spun around, shocked that she had been so absorbed in her cleaning that she never even noticed someone had snuck in. She raised her hands in self defence even before she knew it.

A deep throaty chuckle pierced the silence of the air. She lowered her hands and smiled sheepishly, noting that she had been caught cleaning by herself. He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

"Thank you, Usako."

A/N: I was very very tempted to make this more limely that it would seem but I think I should hold back a bit. =x

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