Author: Kurisutaru
email:kurisutaru_faithful@lunap.com
Title: Usagi is not a Crybaby!!
Chapter: 3/?
Disclaimer: you know the routine :P


lol...I guess in ways, I got this stalking thing from 
Princess Destiny, then again, shrug, Mamo stalks a lot...^^;;
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Usagi was glad that Mamoru hasn't shown up for a whole 
week....Well except for when he ran into her in the mornings, 
and at the arcade in the afternoons...but At least he didn't 
ask about Tuxedo Kamen, or for a date anymore. But something 
was overall suspicious....It was too easy to get rid of 
him....Something was up...

Usagi's thoughts were interrupted with yet another sneeze. 
Usagi sighed, remember she had to see the doctor about her 
condition...

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Mamoru the past week, had taken every opportunity to talk to Usagi's 
mother. He vaguely remembered her at a painting convention. A vibrant 
blue haired woman that could easily match Odango's enthusiasm. Poor 
soul, she probably would need it too, if she were ever to keep up with 
the Odango. Mamoru chuckled at the thought.


Mamoru bustled around corners, and huddled in cracks, as he 
painfully reminded himself, he wasn't going to lose. NO 
SIRRIE!!!! Usagi's golden hair turned again, and she sneezed
horribly. Mamoru's heart pounded, he just couldn't be seen. 
Usagi rubbed her nose much like a bunny would and was on the move 
again, Mamoru quickly scribbled notes, tons of notes. He followed her 
cautiously till they reached her house. A bright cheerful yellow it 
was. Pastel yellow, he noted in his notes. She smoothly unlocked the 
door, and paused...

Mamoru held his breath as she peered around cautiously, as if she felt 
that someone was watching her. He watched her shake her head and mutter
 to herself as she slipped into the yellow safe haven. Mamoru stood up 
from his crouching position in the bushes. He walked around the house 
for perhaps, a crack to view in on Usagi's family life. Surely the 
secrets beyond the sunflowery walls were well worth the effort.

The stupid light bulb in his rocky head turned on again. Grinning 
slightly, Mamoru walked steadily up to the door...

"Ding-Dong!" The bell rang cheerfully.

The door opened to a most interesting sight. Usagi was in what seems to
 be house clothes, her hair still in its perfect odangos, a book was 
steadily in her hand, and the look of death possessed her face. 

"Mamoru." She simply stated.

"Why Odango! It's good to see you too."

She raised an eyebrow, and shifted the book slightly in her hand. Just
 enough for Mamoru to catch the title, 'Romeo and Juliet'.

"How in the world did you find me??" She asked, obviously fighting the 
annoyance caused by Mamoru's sudden appearance.

"Oh! Did you know..." He trailed of rather pathetically, her eyes were 
watching him again. Watching him so intently, so intensely, so 
beautifully... "That I'm here to..." Usagi's eyes turned amused at his
 lame antics. "I'm here to see your mother." He finally completed, 
tearing himself away from her unknowing gaze.

The amusement in her eyes quickly faded. Her parents, what ever for?
She Blinked and replied curtly to him. "Wait a moment please." She 
puttered away to finding her mother.

Usagi's mother was busily in the kitchen concocting a formula for 
dinner. Humming her old favorite tune, she placed the rice in the pot.

"Okaa-san!! A Chiba-san here to see you..." Usagi stumbled in, pretty 
and elegant without ever knowing it. Ikuko smiled, her daughter had 
grown very much so into a princess. She wiped her hands on the towel
 hanging on the fridge door and followed Usagi back to the door.

Mamoru stood patiently, or so he seemed, on the indoor welcome mat, 
waiting. He gazed around the familiar hall and stairs, to the house of
 a well off family. Pale yellow tinted the house in variations, 
blotching the walls in a home-sweet-home look. 

Mamoru caught some blue hair in the doorframe. He smiled, "Mrs. Tsukino 
Good Afternoon!" Ikuko beamed brightly, "Oh Mamoru hello, it's good to 
see you. Are you here to see more of Usagi's baby pictures?"

Usagi blanched, baby pictures? Her mother has been handing out baby 
pictures to MAMORU CHIBA?! Groaning she slapped her head audibly.

Mamoru glanced at Usagi for a reaction, embarrassment. How cute.

Ikuko noticed the tension, with that she whisked away to give them some
 space. "Silly me, I better go get the tea." A better excuse was not 
need at all, the two burned at each other.

"Baka. What have you been doing in my home?!" Usagi was red, very red 
and very mad. All she could think about was burning the house down to 
kill the germs that, that MONSTER of a man left behind. She shuddered 
at the thought of what he had touched.

He slyly grinned. She fell into the palm of his hands. If there was one
 thing that Mamoru Chiba could control about Usagi Tsukino, it was her 
anger growth. He slid up closer to her, almost touching. Usagi inhaled
 sharply, what the heck was he doing so close?! Was he really looking 
for an early death?!

He used his smooth voice to prick at her nerves, "Now Odango, did you 
really think that I would give you up so easily?" He was winning, who 
needed to seduce her when pissing her off was much more appetizing.


No, Usagi wouldn't loose her cool to the likes of him. Breathing in 
deeply she smiled and crept closer than imaginable and leaned in 
towards his ear, "Mamoru." She coolly said. "Do you think you could be
 a dear, and tell me the next time you visit? After all wouldn't you 
have more fun looking at baby pictures with me instead."

Mamoru gulped hard. Baby pictures wasn't exactly what was on his mind, 
but what was a secretly hormone raging 17 year old to do when a 14 year
 old with a body like that is asking for attention? Ahhh, but Mamoru 
didn't know when to quit, he was too stubborn to do that. He took 
Usagi's hand in his and began to stroke them. "Maybe sometime Odango.
 Maybe sometime." 

Usagi reacted on impulse and kissed him on the cheek. Smiling in 
triumph she answered, "That would be lovely." And ran off to help her 
mother with the tea that seemed to take ages.

Mamoru was left in his stunned and shocked position.

Poor, poor Mamoru.
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WELL?!?!? What did minna think??!?! You know I'm saddened...I'm getting
 no reviews for my story Long Ago..wahhh....does anyone still read 
it?....~_~