Stef-chan: Hello everyone! And welcome to another one of my wonder, fabulous and spectacular fanfics! *catches Hea and Kel glaring* Of course...YOU TWO are the only reason it's good! Heh..heh... Kel-chan: Can't argue with that Stef-chan: *sweatdrops* Come on guys! Don't be mean! Kel-chan: I like being mean to you! *smiles innocently at Stef* Stef-chan: *whimpers and turns to Hea-chan for support* Hea-chan: Has she finished Truths yet? 'Cause you know, Kel-chan, if Truths isn't finished yet, you might want to be nice to her. Stef-chan: *smug grin* NOPE! So :P:P:P:P:P Kel-chan: *pouting* I'm Sorry Stef-chan can you forgive me? Stef-chan: Again...NOPE! So :P:P:P:P:P Kel-chan: *begging on hand and knees and groveling* PLEASE I AM SO SO SORRY!!! Stef-chan: Better. Kel-chan: Thank you! *smiling knowingly* Stef-chan: *pulls out a lighter* Ne, Hea-chan, do you have something to burn? Hea-chan: I'm lost; but that's okay, it's my normal state of existence. it's life; I got used to it. Stef-chan: *big smile* Well, when in doubt, burn things!! *lights lighter* Fire.... Hea-chan: I have one but I'm wondering if I should give it to you and risk national security. Kel-chan: Hea, give it to her so we can see the pretty light in the night sky Hea-chan: Okay, next installment of truths worth a national catastrophe. Stef-chan: YES! *takes lighter and dances around* NOW I HAVE TWO! Kel-chan: Can I have one and join you? *smiling* Hea-chan: Can I make a quick escape. Stef-chan: *stops dancing and glares at Kel* NO ONE gets a lighter but me. Kel-chan: *pouting* Please I want to help with the pretty lights!! *idea* I have a lighter!!! *jumping up and down cheering* Stef-chan: *looks suspiciously at Kel-chan* You do? Hea-chan: I'm getting a sudden surge of self-preservation... Stef-chan: *waves hand at Hea-chan and giggles* Why? We aren't doing anything dangerous! Kel-chan: *pushes Hea-chan out of way* yes I have 2 of them. If I get them and give you one can I help? Hea-chan: YET! Stef-chan: *helps Hea-chan up* Well...yeah, but we wont' hurt you! Maybe we should go burn down DiC and Cloverway and Optimum Productions! Hea and Kel: *Running fast* *gasoline in Hea hand* Hurry up and catch up!!! You're to slow. Stef-chan: *blinks and watches friends run* Okay...well anyway, welcome to our fanfic! Kel-chan: *smiles* I'm the smart blonde in the group. Hea-chan: I'm the ditzy brunette who unintentionally puts the stereotypical blonde to shame. I am not ashamed of my ditzyness. Stef-chan: And together, the three of us have come up with an idea for a fanfic! Now, before you run, we want to say that we mean no harm to Ms. Shania's song. We actually like it. *bashes Hea and Kel with a bat* Kel-chan: *looking at Stef whining* Why are you so mean to me? *wails* Stef-chan: *rolls eyes* Okay, now that they're under... enjoy! THAT DON'T IMPRESS ME MUCH Usagi glowered at the young man in front of her. She couldn't believe that he had the nerve to gloat about his grades, especially when he knew how bad she was in school! She listened as Motoki and Mamoru talked about the latest project they had at their college, Motoki had gotten a B+ on his, while Mamoru had a perfect score. 'This guy is worse than Umino!' Usagi seethed. Turning away from his conversation with Motoki, Mamoru smiled broadly at Usagi. "So, Odango Atama, what did you get on your latest project?" Usagi's face flushed up and she gritted her teeth. "Th-that's not your business, Mamoru!" A laugh escaped the young mans throat and he leaned forward. "Another F, ne, Odango Atama? If you studied more, we wouldn't have this problem, now would we?" Blood boiling, and certainly not because she liked the guy, heavens no, Usagi stood. "Not everyone can be right all the time like you! It-it's just not possible for humans to all be as smart as you are!" "Wow, that was almost logical, Odango," Mamoru retorted with a grin. Throwing her hands up in the air, Usagi stormed off, out of the Crown Arcade and down the street. "That man drives me insane! Someday, someone will invent a way to send babies that are going to become annoying to outer space!" From behind her, Usagi heard Mamoru call out to her. "Same time tomorrow, Odango?!" She stopped for a moment and turned on her heal, slowly, to face him. "What makes you think I'm going to come here tomorrow, Mamoru?" she asked through her clenched teeth. Shrugging, Mamoru grinned. "I know you, Odango. You like me too much not to come!" Face turning red, Usagi turned back around and ran off. 'That...that...that...I CAN'T EVEN THINK THE WORDS THEY ARE SO AWFUL!' Usagi yelled at herself. Letting out a sigh she leaned up against the wall and looked backwards toward the crown. "Why does he have to pick on me? It's not like he doesn't have anything better to do! He could very well torture some other poor girl!" She huffed. "He's just an asshole!" "And they way he carries himself all the time, it's as though he's trying to say, 'I am the mighty Chiba Mamoru! Bow before me!'" Usagi kicked the wall. "Dumb jerk, he makes me sick!" she exclaimed, catching the attention of many other pedestrians. Looking up, Usagi glared at the sky. "People act as thought I should CARE that he's the smartest person on his college campus or-or going to be a doctor one day!" A smile lit Usagi's face and she began to skip home. "WELL I DON'T!" she announced to anyone who would listen. "That jerk could be dumber than a brick, and I would still care less!" Usagi stopped and put her hand to her cheek. "Besides, a guy like him doesn't know a thing about girls, if he did, well...then he might have a chance!" She blushed when she realized what she was saying. "Dear Lord, I must be sick!" Going deeper into her thoughts, Usagi began talking to herself again. "Well...he is really smart, and could probably help me out with my homework and all. And smart people aren't THAT bad," she conceded, "unless it's Umino!" She shivered at the thought of her classmate. Snapping back to reality, Usagi slapped her own face. "No, Usa-chan! We have to think about Tuxedo Kamen-sama! Tuxedo Kamen is smart, and he knows how to treat a lady! And he always helps me come up with a plan to defeat the Dark Kingdom youmas!" "Yes, think about Tuxedo Kamen-sama and not Mamoru! He's gonna be a doctor and I don't care!" Usagi announced to the world. "I DON'T CARE!" She started laughing. "He's gonna be rich and alone, and I could care less! Nothing would make *ME* care!" She stopped suddenly and thought back to a few days ago. "But...the way he looks?" She glared at the pavement ahead of her and tightened her grip on her book bag. "Ooh..." she hissed angrily at the memory. "He talks about hair," Usa says out loud receiving more bizarre stares from people. Yet, she thinks nothing of it. "Why does he have to call me Odango. That Mophead." 'It's not like his hair is perfect. His bangs are always falling in his blue eyes. Does he even own a comb for his hair?' Usagi, still fuming to herself, asked whomever would listen, "Who cares? That jerk!" People continued to stare at Usagi, but she continues to not notice because all she can think about is how insufferable Chiba Mamoru is. 'He is not perfect!!!' She stomped her feet in frustration at her thoughts. <'Cause, Heaven forbid, it should fall out of place!> 'I mean he is always running his long, slender fingers through his hair or brushing is bangs out of his eyes,' she thought. Out loud she says, "Mophead is perfect for him." Usagi looked down at the sidewalk and grinned at her statement. Her smiled turned upside down; she sighed and stopped walking, "Why can't he just be nice to me and not make fun of me?" She sat down on the sidewalk and looked down to her feet. 'Why does he have to make fun of me and my hair?' "I hate him!" 'He makes me want to throw things! That jerk.' She got up and began walking home again. 'He acts like he is Gods gift to women on earth.' She stops for a moment only to start walking again. "No way!! I can't stand that man!" she exclaims out loud, not caring if anyone, especially Mamoru, had heard. Looking up again to stare at the sky. "People think I should be impressed by his looks...Raye is always talking about him; along with every other girl at Crown's." Usagi said out loud while thinking about what others had said. 'Chiba Mamoru with the raven black hair that looks like silk and sways in the wind. That you just want to run you fingers through to feel the strains. Chiba Mamoru with the piercing blue crystal eyes that you can loose yourself in there depths. And could swear he could see right into your soul. His strong jaw line and well-defined cheekbones. Chiba Mamoru with the strong, muscular chest and broad shoulders. Hands and arms that look so sturdy and would never let you fall. Chiba with the cute and tight behind--not that I would look (Kelly AN: I have!). Chiba Mamoru with the power looking legs like that of a cat. Chiba Mamoru...' (Kelly AN: I couldn't help it. HE IS BETTER THAN BRAD PITT!!! So sue me!) (Stef AN: How much you got?) (Heather AN: Yeah, I got tuition to pay and a decreasing bankbook! I am accepting monetary contributions at this time.) Usagi shook her head and brought herself out of those thoughts and back to where she should be thinking. "JERK with no personality!! I hate him." Usagi raged as she stared at the sky. She smiles, "Well, it doesn't impress me!" She announces "That jerk could look like a bum living under a bridge and I still wouldn't care." Usagi stops walking and thinks about the past times they have been together. 'What does he know about girls. He makes fun of me and I never see him talking or with other girls. But...if he did..." Usagi starts talking to herself again, but with a new tone in her voice. One that makes her wonder if she had eaten enough that day. "Okay, so maybe...he is cute! (Kelly AN: She is understating it. *devious smile* HE IS GORGEOUS!)(Stef AN: YEAH!) She growled at herself and sighs, "Dear Lord, I *AM* sick!" She snapped back to reality, remembering what she had said just a few moment earlier. "Usa-chan remember Tuxedo Kamen-sama. He is mysterious and he looks so dreamy in that black tuxedo with the cape with the blood red lining, and the with mask. He also looks so perfect holding the blood red, silk roses. (Kelly AN: I said to sue me!!) (Stef and Heather AN: And I'm still asking how much!) (Kelly AN: Well, I have $12.51 until I do laundry tomorrow and then I have $10.51.) He knows what ladies like, and after all, he is always there for me and encouraging me. And he doesn't FLAUNT his looks!" "That's it Usa-chan, think about Tuxedo Kamen-sama and not Mamoru. He's cute and I DON'T CARE!!" She announced to the world. "I DON'T CARE!!" She started giggling, "He's going to grow cuter but be all alone; and I'm glad." She started skipping down the street, careful not to fall, "Nothing anyone says could make me care." She stopped abruptly and thought back to the other day. "But when he pulled up in that stupid car! Ohhh.." she hissed angrily at the memory: Of course, it was Mamoru's fault she had stormed out of the Crown without an umbrella. It was his teasing that made her so angry she couldn't think straight. It was his face that haunted her dreams and frustrated Usagi when she tried to think about Tuxedo Kamen-sama. It was Mamoru-who was offering her a ride? The spotless red car pulled up beside her with the passenger window rolled down. "Come on, Usagi. It was just a joke." Usagi kept her mouth shut and her face forward as she continued to walk through the downpour. "Alright, it was a bad joke." No response. "You're soaking wet, Usagi, and the storm's only going to get worse. At least let me give you a ride home." Usagi stopped. Mamoru sighed in relief. "All right," she agreed, but quickly qualified her statement. "But only because you make me so mad that I forget what I'm doing. It's your fault I'm soaking wet, so the least you can do is give me a lift." Usagi stiffly reached for the car door. Mamoru eyed her muddy shoes dubiously. The sidewalk was being repaired, and the rain had turned the path into sludge. "Uhh, Usagi, would you be terribly offended if I asked you to take your shoes off? I just cleaned the car last night, and-" Usagi deliberately scraped her feet on the grass beside the curb before dripping all over his upholstery. But she didn't take her shoes off. Mamoru made a sharp turn at the corner. "Hey, this isn't the way to my house," Usagi squealed angrily. "Your family isn't home tonight, so no one's expecting you home now. I know for a fact that Minako's cleaning, Makoto's cooking, Ami's at cram school, and Rei's got a date, so no one's expecting you to do anything with them. We need to talk, so shut up and don't argue." Usagi kept her mouth shut. She'd never seen Mamoru so defensive before. Mamoru came to a screeching halt in his parking space. Usagi climbed out of the car before he had the opportunity to round the hood. She didn't particularly want to know if Mamoru opened car doors for women. As he led her to the entrance to the building, he gave his car a fond pat, as if consoling a close friend. Usagi had to restrain herself from laughing at him. Once inside his apartment, Mamoru pointed toward the bathroom. "There're clean towels in there so you can dry off." They parted company with no more words between them. When Usagi came out of the bathroom, he handed her a cup of steaming cocoa. They sat down facing each other in overstuffed chairs. Three times he started to say something, and three times Mamoru closed his mouth with a snap. He seemed at a loss. Usagi couldn't help but stare. Chiba Mamoru at a loss for words? "Usagi, I don't think your fat," he started jerkily, like a car left in neutral. "Sure, you're too thin and bony, and you tend to be awkward and get hurt easily, and you can be a real crybaby at times, but at least your loyal. And you're always sure of yourself. You never worry that someone might stop you. You just go right ahead and do whatever it is you've decided to do and heaven help anyone who gets in your way. "Well," he continued, "I've decided to take a lesson from you. I've always held back from people because I could never tell if they were interested in me or in the things I could do. Sure, I know a lot about medicine, and I'm a good student, but those are just things I know how to do. But most of the people I know are so impressed by my abilities that they don't notice me. "But you're different. Right off, everything I had accomplished was unimportant to you. You weren't interested in what I could do. You always see me for who I am, not what I do. I've been watching you for a long time now, and I don't want to fight anymore, Usagi. I want us to be friends. Please." "Let me see if I understand," Usagi answered slowly. "You invited me to your apartment so you could make friends? I'd like that, Mamoru. I really would." Usagi jumped to her feet; her excitement overflowing. "Yatta! Now you can't pick on me anymore!" she exclaimed, her eyes bright with happiness. "Who says I can't pick on you anymore?!" Mamoru exclaimed. "You don't want to take away the brightest part of my day, now do you? Now that we're friends, I get to pick on you whenever I want, Odango, and you can't stop me by crying anymore." He sounded proud of his own ingenuity. Under her breath, Usagi muttered dryly, "Crying never stopped you before." Mamoru burst out laughing at her sour expression, but Usagi cheered quickly. "Does this mean I get a ride to the temple?" she asked hopefully. "Sorry, Odango, but I've got research. I'll take you as far as the library, though." He was still smiling. "You think you're so special because you've got a car and college classes! Fine!" Usagi was back to yelling as she had been in the rain. "I can walk to the temple if it's so much trouble. You just go ahead and do your stupid research! I wouldn't want to ride in that stupid car of yours anyway!" Usagi tried to make a graceful exit, but the door rebounded against the wall and actually propelled her out of Mamoru's apartment. She rubbed her sore backside as she walked down the hall. In the apartment, Mamoru dropped to his knees laughing. "Does he think I should feel honored? Does he think I should be grateful that he deigned to notice me? Does he think I should thank him? How dare he? How dare he suggest being friends and then shrug me off like an old shoe! At least Tuxedo Kamen-sama treats me decently. He never insults me, or suggests I'm annoying." "Mamoru may be a looker, but he if he treats his dates like he treats me, I'll bet he never gets a second date!" "He's nice to everyone else. Why isn't Mamoru ever nice to me?!" Usagi whined oblivious to the blank stare of a passing pedestrian. "I'll bet if we started dating, he'd still expect me to put up with all his mean comments without ever getting mad." Usagi paused as the thought registered in her head. "What a minute. What am I saying? Maybe I should see a doctor." She shook her head, sadly. "Naah. With his network, he'd probably hear about it and then he'd just have something else to tease me with." "I wonder what he meant by watching me? Has he been spying on me when I didn't know anyone was there? What if he's been reading my diary? What if he already knows I'm Sailor Moon and that's why he's doing this? What if-" Usagi caught herself before her flight of fancy could take off too far. "No, he probably just means stalking me or grilling the girls about my habits." Usagi knew it should have frightened her, but for some reason, it didn't. She knew most people would be flattered by his interest, too, but for some reason, she wasn't. A little voice in the back of Usagi's mind had been clamoring for attention for three blocks now, and Usagi knew ignoring it any longer would mean a major headache. Does Mamoru know you? Does Tuxedo Kamen know you? "Well, of course they know me. Tuxedo Kamen and I have fought together lots of times." Tuxedo Kamen knows what you can do. But does he know you? "He knows I'm Sailor Moon. And he respects me for it. He doesn't tease me or insult me!" Sailor Moon is what you can do. Not who you are. "But that's just what Mamoru was saying about people and his abilities." Usagi blinked, suddenly uncomfortable with herself. "Oh, my goodness gracious!" But that's not all is it? "What do you mean?" she asked the voice suspiciously. You, Tsukino Usagi, LOVE him! Snapping out of her memories Usagi almost wanted to kick herself as she began to run back passed the Crown, passed the shopping center and even passed the park until she reached some tall apartment buildings. Taken a deep breath, Usagi walked inside and road the elevator up to HIS floor. She banged on the door to his apartment until he opened it up and looked at her blankly. "Usagi?" he questioned. Usagi looked down and bit her lip before saying anything. "Well...Mamoru-san," she whispered, looking up, "maybe we aren't as different as I thought!" Mamoru looked startled, but slowly, a smile lit up on his face. "Really?" Usagi's smile matched his and she nodded. "Yeah...Really!" The End! Kel-chan: *waking up and whining* You hit me! Why are you so mean to me? *wailing* Stef-chan: *shrugs* Cause I can be. Hea-chan: chill girl. We know Stef-baka's mean. Get over it. Stef-chan: Hey! You keep being mean to me, and I won't take to destroy the dubbing companies! Kel-chan: *shrugging* Okay! *smiling* Can we go burn DiC now? Hea and Kel: PUH-LEASE Hea-chan: WE'LL BE GOOD Stef-chan: Sure! Kel-chan: We can! *hugs Stef* Your the greatest. *jumping up and down* Lets go! They deserve it for destroying the anime. Stef-chan: I know, I know, I'm so great! *evil laugh* Hea and Kel: Yeah. Hea-chan: okay, guys hope you enjoyed. Excuse us we've got to go set a fire now. Kel-chan: Come on Stef lets go!!! Hurry up! DiC is dead!! Stef-chan: *jumps in car and starts driving* Yes! DIE DiC! DIE!!!!!!!!! Hea-chan: Disclaimer: no buildings were disseminated in the writing of this song-fic. Kel-chan: Yes there were DiC is going down for everything they did to Sailor Moon and fans. So Hea don't lie. Kel-chan: Stef! DRIVE FASTER !!!!!! Stef-chan: *They are suddenly at DiC's place* OKAY GIRLS! *lights fire* Hea-chan: Stef-chan: *is dancing around fire* Kel-chan: *lights lighter* Yes lets! *setting building on fire* Hea and Kel: *dancing and chanting* DIE DIC DIE DIC DIE DIC Stef-chan: *DiC and other associated productions are now burning in the background* Kel-chan: I love that sound Stef don't you. Let them beg for forgiveness. I will not give them any. Will you? Hea-chan? Hea-chan: I've seen their atrocities. In the name of the moon, we'll punish you Stef-chan: Yeah! And until them, just read the fanfics! *laughing* Stef-chan: So minna-chan...JA! Hope you enjoyed! Kel-chan: Ja ne minna!! Hea-chan: ja ne ja ne *screen fades to black and all that can be heard is fire and many happy yells* ------{---@