Author - Perfect Goddess

E-mail - perfect_goddess@start.com.au

Title - Confession 

Disclaimer - standard disclaimer applies




Today was the day. Usagi strode down the street confidently, 
careful not to bump into anything or have 'klutz-attack', as Rei so 
affectionately referred to it as. After some serious debating with her 
conscience, Usagi was going to tell Chiba Mamoru exactly what she 
thought of him. And against popular belief, this was not going to be 
along the lines of 'you conceited jerk' as the insults usually ran. No, 
Usagi had finally come to terms with the fact that she was in love. And 
not just with any one. No, Usagi was in love with the blue eyed, ebony 
haired, green jacket wearing Chiba Mamoru. It wasn't coming to terms 
with that, which was the problem. The real problem that Usagi was facing 
was building up enough courage to tell him. 

	On the other side of the street, someone else was having a 
similar problem. Stirring the coffee slowly, Mamoru looked at the 
clock on the wall. His angel was late as usual. Yes, the cold-hearted 
Chiba Mamoru had finally admitted it to himself. He was in love with 
Usagi. He had also admitted, no admitted was not the word. Pry was 
more like it. Anyway,  Motoki had pried the information out of 
Mamoru, as Mamoru found it extremely difficult to keep anything from 
him. Today, he had made up his mind to tell her, but he found this- 
challenging to say the least. Any time he tried to have a normal 
conversation with Usagi, it usually ended in Usagi storming off in 
tears, or screaming names at him. But this was what he loved about her. 
He loved the way her face scrunched up when she was angry, the 
smiles she gave to her friends, how big her heart was, and most of all, 
her bubbly personality. Mamoru went back to looking at patterns in the 
black coffee.

	Usagi's air of confidence seemed to have diminished slightly 
as she entered through the automatic doors of the arcade. Looking over 
at the dark hared figure hunched over a large book and coffee mug, 
Usagi  felt her heart do a little jump. 

	"Konichiwa Usagi-chan!"

	"Hi Motoki!" she said, smiling brightly at the sandy haired 
man at the counter.

	"Can I get you something?" he asked.

	"A chocolate shake would be nice." She replied.

	"Coming right up." He said, and disappeared to get it for her. 

	Usagi sneaked a quick glance at Mamoru. He was quietly 
engrossed in his coffee. Sliding over to the seat next to him, Usagi took 
a deep breath. It was hard to know what to say when they weren't 
fighting.

	"Hello Mamoru-kun." She said brightly. He looked up at her, 
his ocean blue eyes boring into her own.

	"Hello Usagi." He said, and then proceeded to look back in his 
coffee.

	*Baka!* Mamoru scolded himself mentally. *So, she finally 
talks to you without yelling, and all you can say is hello. You got it 
bad, man.*

	Usagi frowned. "What's wrong Mamoru? Are you okay?"

	"I'm just *fine* thank you very much, Odango Atama." He 
snapped, but immediately regretted it. Usagi's face fell.

	"Don't call me that! My name is Usagi!" she turned her face 
away. You could almost see the little black cloud above her head...

	Mamoru, on the other hand, was mentally beating himself up. 
Obviously, he didn't have the courage to face Usagi and tell her his true 
feelings. All he could do was infuriate her. 

	"Here you go, Usagi." Said Motoki, coming back with the 
chocolate shake. Looking at the two stormy faces, he gulped. "Um, did 
I miss anything?" he asked tentatively. 

	"No." Muttered Usagi, through slurps of her milkshake. "Just 
Mamoru being his usual baka self." Motoki gulped. Hopefully, they 
wouldn't have another one of their fights. It usually scared the 
customers away. Today, neither Mamoru nor Usagi looked like they 
wanted to fight. But still, Mamoru rose to the bait.

	"I wouldn't call her 'Odango Atama' if she would just mind 
her own business!" he bit out.

	"What?" yelled Usagi, ignoring the chocolate shake 
altogether. The prospect of fighting with Mamoru was much more 
appealing. "I was just concerned! Oh, but I guess 'concerned' isn't a 
word in your vocabulary, you cold-hearted baka!"

	"I'm surprised you know what 'vocabulary' means!" he said, 
watching his Usako, the perfect picture of angelic rage. 

	"I've had it!" yelled and exasperated looking Motoki. And 
with that, he threw both of them into the adjoining cupboard and locked 
them in. "You can come out when you've settled your differences."

	"Oh no!" groaned Usagi, sliding down the door, and sitting on 
the ground.

	"Good one, Odango." He drawled, also seating himself across 
the room from her. 

	Usagi just ignored him. She couldn't believe how her day had 
deteriorated. Just half an hour ago, she had been ready to tell Mamoru 
how much she loved him, and now, she was stuck in a store room, 
exchanging insults. Putting her face in her hands, Usagi sighed. Life 
was so unfair.

	Mamoru was having the same kind of thoughts, but like all 
males, they included some that went along the lines of, 'I wonder what 
it would be like if I just kissed her now'. Mamoru wondered if perhaps, 
that was the best solution. Still, if she hated him...Mamoru shook his 
head. It was too complicated.

	Outside the door, Motoki smirked evilly to himself. Good. 
They weren't fighting. That was at least a start. Looking towards the 
door, four girls chatting animatedly walked towards him.

	"Hi Motoki!" said one of them, flipping her golden hair 
behind her shoulder. "Have you seen Usa?" 

	"She's in there." He said, grinning and pointing to the door of 
the store room. "With Mamoru."

	They all gasped. "With Mamoru!" exclaimed Rei loudly. "Are 
you nuts?"

	"Don't worry," said Motoki. "Mamoru won't hurt her. Quite 
the opposite in fact."

	"What?" asked Minako, confused. "Motoki, they *hate* each 
other!"

	"No, not strictly true. You see, Mamoru doesn't really hate 
Usagi. He feels that the only way to get her attention is to insult her. 
It's like a little kid in the playground that yanks the girls pig tail, you 
know?" he explained.

	"Wow." Said Minako. "I never knew, and you would think 
that I, the Senshi of lo-" Ami elbowed her in the ribs, to stop her from 
saying too much.

	Motoki didn't seem to notice. "Anyway, today Mamoru had 
finally got up the courage to tell her, but when she came in, they just 
ended up fighting like usual! If you ask me, they needed some divine 
intervention, so, I just locked them in the cupboard." He finished 
proudly. 

	'Well done!" said Makato, tapping him on the shoulder, but 
the 'friendly tap' turned more into a 'winding punch'. Motoki doubled 
over, and quietly excused himself.

	Meanwhile, back in the cupboard...

	Usagi had decided to tell Mamoru. 'It's better late than never', 
she thought. And besides, what better place than in the privacy of the 
cupboard? What she didn't know, was that Mamoru had also decided to 
tell Usagi. 

	"Usagi-"

	"Mamoru-" they said simultaneously. 

	Usagi blushed. "You go first." She said.

	"No you." Said Mamoru.

	Usagi stamped a small foot. "I said you first!" 

	"Fine, fine!" he said, hoping another fight wouldn't break out. 
It had taken him a while, but now he was sure he had enough courage 
to tell Usagi, exactly what he thought of her. 

	'So," said Usagi, tapping her foot impatiently. "What is it you 
wanted to tell me?"

	"Um, well, gomen ne, I guess, for being so mean to you." He 
shifted uncomfortably. He gazed into Usagi's eyes. "And that... it's 
your turn now!"

	"Well, I just wanted to apologise too." She said. 'Weakling 
Usagi!' she told herself. "For saying all those cruel things to you. I 
didn't really mean them."

	"Friends then?" asked Mamoru. 'No!'

	"Friends." Said Usagi, smiling warmly at him, and going over 
to shake his hand. But in her heart, Usagi knew that friendship was not 
what she wanted.

	"Ah!" Usagi tripped on a pesky can of something, and fell. 
'Damn it!' she thought. But instead of greeting the cold, hard ground, 
Usagi was caught by a pair of strong arms.

	"Arigato." She said breathlessly, looking into her rescuers 
eyes. 

	'She is so close.' He thought. And with that last thought in his 
head, Mamoru closed the gap between them in one swift movement. 

	'What is he doing?' Usaig's mind screamed as she saw 
Mamoru's head closing in on her. Closing her eyes, Usagi felt 
Mamoru's warm lips on hers and just lost herself in the kiss, wrapping 
her arms tightly around his neck.

	"Usako" Mamoru breathed, "I love you."

	Usagi broke away suddenly. "You do?"

	"Hai." He admitted.

	Usagi launched herself back into his arms. "And I love you, 
Mamo-chan!"

	"Really?" he blinked.

	"Yes!" she exclaimed, and kissed him again.
	
	Back outside...

	"We should really see what is going on in there." Said Rei 
thoughtfully. "It's awfully quiet. I just hope they haven't killed each 
other in there."

	"I doubt it." Said Ami, always logical.

	"Yes, well, I say we go check on them anyway." Said Minako, 
a smile playing on her lips. 'Check up on them more like it.' She thought.

	The four girls trooped over to the door, and quietly opened it. 
All four of them gasped at what they saw. Quickly closing it, to give 
the couple some privacy, Mina let out a ragged breath. 

	"Whoa. Has she got some explaining to do when she comes 
out!"

	Inside, the couple kissed on, oblivious. Only interested in each 
others company, their hearts beating in unison. 




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