Well well well!! Here we are again!! ::sigh:: I will be using my
most favorite of couples, Usagi and Mamoru, of course.. ^_^ All
standard disclaimers apply, so don't sue me, I wouldn't be able to
handle it at *all*! The characters in my story are *NOT* mine, I
only *TOTALLY WISH* that they were! ::poutz unhappily:: They are
simply being borrowed.. ^_^ I am using the American school system
because I have no clue how it works in Japan.. ::alas:: Although the
story *does* take place there.. -_-; OH MY! Check out Moondreams’
site: http://www.angelfire.com/va2/dreams/.. She has some great fics
which I wish she would finish! *Hint Hint* Mmm.. Okay, on with the
story.


AN: I am going to use double brackets to signify someone’s thoughts
[[ ]] and (( )) for flashbacks.. And for those who aren’t familiar
with the Japanese dub/words..


Usagi = Serena
Mamoru = Darien
Minako = Mina
Makoto = Lita
Rei = Raye
Ami = Amy
chan, san = terms of endearment/respect
minna = everyone
-ko = suffix meaning ‘my’
baka = idiot


Title: “Found at Last”
Author: Hummie
Chapter 2
Rating: PG13

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	Rei, Minako, Ami, and Makoto sat at the steps of the entrance
to the park. They were worried about Usagi. They had no clue as to
why she went skating.
	“Maybe she just wanted to get some extra practice in. There’s
a skating competition coming up in four weeks,” said Mina.
	Rei shook her head.
	“We all know Usagi. She’s a great skater, and besides we all
know that she doesn’t practice for competitions without her
trainer.”
	They all nodded in agreement. Usagi’s trainer didn’t live in
Tokyo. Her trainer took a two hour train ride every Friday so that
she could coach Usagi during the weekend.
	“Maybe she’s stressed about her grades,” offered Ami, “I know
what it feels like.”
	Rei, Mina, and Mako sweat-dropped. Ami never got anything
under a 100 percent. A 95 percent was an “F” to her. She would have
died from a stroke if she ever got one.
	“Maybe Ami’s right. She *did* just fail a Latin quiz, and then
all of a sudden she has to go skating. Or maybe it’s just one of her
old boyfriends..” Mako stated.
	“MAKO!! This is serious!!” the other girls screamed. Mako
smiled and shrugged.
	“It could happen.”
	“I don’t know what’s wrong with her, but it will just have to
wait till tomorrow when we see her. Grampa’s going to freak when he
sees that I haven’t done my chores yet!” exclaimed Rei.
	“Well, I guess I’ll be heading off, too. I’m pooped and I have
a photo shoot in an hour,” said Mina.
	The four girls said their good-byes and departed.

**********

	“Crap!” said a voice, “How could I have been so dumb? The
physical was *today*, not *tomorrow*! I could have been with Usagi!
Man, this is so unbelievable!”
	Mamoru walked through the minor hospital and down a corridor.
It was just a regular hospital. Nurses, doctors, LPNs, and other
medical personnel were hustling about trying to save or maintain
lives. It was a busy schedule. He hoped that he would be able to
become a doctor one day. He certainly had the brains for it. Oh, he
didn’t know. He just didn’t want to take so many years of schooling.
He wanted to achieve more of his goals. Mamo’s ears stood up. He
heard crying. [[So mournful]] he thought.
	When he rounded the corner he saw something familiar. Hair
like spun gold, tumbling about a female figure. Could that be..
Usagi? Mamoru walked up to the figure and laid a warm hand on her
shoulder. Slowly, the golden crown lifted.
	“Usagi-san, what is wrong? Are you going to be okay?” Mamo
asked concerned. He sat down next to her forgetting about the
physical that he needed. Usagi looked at him with tear-filled eyes.
She shuttered and threw her arms about Mamo. Mamoru looked at Usagi
in surprise, but then encircled her in his embrace.
	“My mother and my brother were in a car accident,” she choked
out uneasily, “They were in a ‘sandwich’ accident. They were at a
red light and some goddamned *baka* rammed into them at full force.”
	Usagi was shivering in his embrace. Usagi suddenly realized
how close they were. She felt so warm and safe and content. She
stayed in his arms and laid her head on the hollow of his shoulder.
	“What are you doing here Mamoru?”
	“Oh, I have a physical.” He looked at his watch and cursed
under his breath. “Well, I *had* a physical, but I think I can
reschedule it.”
	“What’s it for?”
	Mamo looked down at her unruly curls with a smile. The curious
little nymph.
	“Well,” he started, “I need to take it for school. My father
and I just moved from France. I’m to start school soon.”
	Usagi remembered what Rei had related to the group the other
day. This was the guy! This is the new senior! [[Haha.. Wait till
she finds out that I’ve been spending time with him]] she thought
wickedly. She quickly reprimanded her behavior. She was here because
of her mother and brother. She pulled out of Mamoru’s arms.
	“That wouldn’t happen to be the Juuban High School, would it?”
she asked innocently. Mamo looked at her in surprise.
	“Well, yes. How did you know?”
	“Well, gossip is going around about you already. I must say,
most of it is right.” Usagi quickly blushed. [[What had she said? Oh
my..]]
	“Gossip, eh?” Mamo questioned. “And what kind of gossip would
this be?”
	Usagi clutched the back of her head with her right hand and
laughed.
	“Well, they said that a new guy would be coming and that he
would start in a few weeks and that he would be totally *hot*!”
	Usagi’s hand flew to her mouth. [[I gotta learn how to control
this thing.]]
	Mamoru simply laughed. This girl was so full of surprises.
	“Don’t worry about it. I get that a lot.”
	Usagi’s face flared up and she slapped him lightly on the arm.
Mamoru looked at her with a surprised expression.
	“What was that for?” he laughed.
	“You are *SO* conceited!” she ejaculated. She put her hand to
her chest. “Don’t worry about it. I get that a lot,” she imitated.
She gave him a look of contempt.
	“You little nut! I didn’t mean it that way!”
	He then gave her his best pair of puppy-dog eyes. She rolled
hers and laughed. A horrible noise stopped her. More like a muffled
shriek.
	“Tsukino Usagi! Who is this boy that you are with? Is he your
boy-friend? Are you sneaking behind me and your mother’s back? How
come you didn’t tell us? How old is this boy? He’s nearly old enough
to be your father! You better explain young lady!” her father
huffed. His face was pink from all that he had preached. Usagi
looked at Mamoru apologetically.
	“Dad, this is Mamoru. I met him today at the ice-skating
rink..”
	Then Mamoru stepped in. He was old enough to know how to take
of people like this—raging lunatics. His father usually took Mamoru
with him to take care of business.
	“Hello Mr. Tsukino,” he nodded and proffered his hand, ”I am
Chiba Mamoru. I just met your daughter today as she had stated. I
assure you that I am no stalker and that I am not exactly old enough
to be her father. I am 18 years old.”
	Usagi looked from her father to Mamoru. Her father gulped.
	“Did you say Chiba?” Mamoru grinned and nodded. He knew that
adding his sir name would quench Usa’s father’s need to interrogate
him further.
	“Nice to meet you, young man,” he said to Mamoru.
	Then he turned towards his daughter and said,
	“Your mother and brother are fine. The doctors confirmed that
they both have minor concussions. Sammy has two broken ribs. They’re
in room 107 when you’re done conversing with your friend.”
	Her father acknowledged Mamo and left.
	“What was that about? How come he liked you all of a sudden?”
Usagi asked quizzically. She quirked an eyebrow at him. Mamo merely
laughed.
	“Ohh nothing, I just have a knack with parents.”
	“Would you like to go meet my brother and my mother?” asked
Usagi.
	Mamo looked meekly at her and asked, “Are you sure? Maybe
it’s just a family thing.”
	Usagi shook her head. “Nonsense.”
	Usagi led Mamo to the room number that her father had told her
and stepped in. She ran to her mother first and gave her a big hug.
Then she went over to Sammy and messed up his hair playfully. She
introduced her mother and brother to Mamoru and they got along
instantly. Sammy was unusually nice. Probably from his injuries.
	“Usagi, I’m going to spend the night here with your mother and
brother. I don’t think that you should since you’ve school tomorrow.
I’ll drive you home now.”
	“Sir,” Mamoru interrupted, “if you like, I can take Usagi
home. I took my car here.”
	Usagi’s father looked from Usa to the youth in front of him.
He grinned and thanked him. Usagi hugged her mother and brother once
more before she left.
	Mamo and Usagi walked towards the parking area. [[Wow. He just
got here this morning and he already has a car.]] Mamoru led her to
a sleek, black sports car and opened the passenger side door for
her. She smiled gratefully at him and got in. [[He’s got *exquisite*
manners. None of the other guys I dated held the car door open for
me before.]] She told him the directions to her house and they
started off. They talked about school and what they did for fun.
Before they knew it, they were at Usagi’s house. Mamoru quickly got
out and open the door for her again. [[How sweet]] she thought. Mamo
walked her over to her door. They stopped just in front of it.
	“Well, now I know were you live,” he stated and smiled. “May
I come back again?”
	“Of course you can, silly! I had a great time today, other
than the news of my mom’s and brother’s car accident. I guess I’ll
see you around.”
	She looked up at him expectantly. He leaned over, their noses
nearly touching. Usagi closed her eyes, ready to receive a kiss.
Mamo got real close, only to turn his head and whisper in her ear,
	“Me too..” and kissed her softly on the cheek. He gave her a
warm hug.
	“You’re in the book?” he queried, still holding her. Usagi
nodded. With that, he took her hand, kissed it, and was off. Usa
looked after him in a daze. She had expected him to kiss her on the
lips, but the kiss on cheek and hand were so much more romantic.
Usagi floated up the stairs prepared to dream sweet dreams of
Mamoru.

**********

	Usagi awoke the next day with a headache. She didn’t feel well
at all. She looked at her clock. ::10:34:: Well, school was out of
the picture. [[Oh well. It’s not as if I feel 100 percent
fantastic]] She rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom to take
her morning shower. When she was done she dressed and dried her long
hair. She skillfully put it in a French twist and padded about the
house in search of food. Usa wasn’t exactly great in the kitchen.
That was an understatement. She couldn’t make a piece of toast to
save her life. She sighed. [[I better go out for breakfast.]] She
quickly went upstairs and made herself presentable. She had two
choices. One: take the bus. Two: walk. Usagi hated the bus. She
didn’t really feel like walking either. A sound brought her out of
her pensive expression. Ring. There it was again. Usagi rolled her
eyes. The phone.
	“Hello, Tsukino residence.”
	“Hello there! May I speak to Usagi please?”
	“Speaking. Who is this?”
	Mamoru held his breath. She was actually home. [[Well, who
else would be home? The rest of her family was at the hospital.]]
	“Hello-there-Usagi! It’s Mamo. I thought that maybe you would
like to go out to breakfast. I didn’t know if you would be home
because it’s a school day, but I decided to give it a chance.”
	Usagi smiled. He was *so* sweet and *so* convenient! She was
starving. She told Mamo so and he said that he would be there in a
jiffy. After Usagi dressed, she waited patiently for him. She had no
clue as to where he lived, so she didn’t know when he would arrive.
[[Well, he said a ‘jiffy’.]] Usagi looked out the window. There he
was. The car looked even more chic in the daylight. It was smooth,
classic, and sleek. Very nice. She hadn’t noticed what a great car
it was when she had first been in it.  

**********

	“This place has the best pancakes ever!”
	Usagi informed Mamo as they sat in a booth. They ordered, and
were surprised at the quick service. Mamo watched in awed silence as
Usagi ate. It was amazing. She had ordered one of the breakfast
combo meals. Five pancakes, three hash browns, two eggs, four
sausages, and a choice between orange juice and coffee. She chose
coffee. In a short five minutes she had managed to eat four of her
pancakes, all of her sausages, half the portion of her eggs, and her
hash browns. She didn’t even come up for air.  In a few more minutes
she was done. Tapping her belly contentedly and sipping her coffee.
	Usagi wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know why I ordered this. I
can hardly drink the stuff, but I didn’t want orange juice.”
	“I usually get coffee, but I got orange juice instead. Odd,
huh? You ate a big meal,” Mamo observed.
	Usagi smiled. “I was hungry.”
	He arched and eyebrow then laughed.
	“I think you ought to walk that off,” he replied. Usagi
laughed and agreed. She was going to show him some of the local
sites. They left his car in a parking lot where it would be safe and
took off. They visited a beautiful park filled with cherry trees and
sat by a great water fountain.
	“So Mamo,” she began, “what do you think about this park?
Isn’t it just lovely?”
	Usa drank in the serene atmosphere. The park was partly empty
except for some adventurous older people who were out power-walking.
Most of them passed Usa and Mamo by with a smile. Mamoru and Usagi
seriously looked like a great couple.
	“It’s great,” he answered. After a while he got a rumbly in
his tumbly and looked at his watch. [[12:30 already?!?!?  I’m
starving!]] Usagi must have been thinking the same thing.
	“Say Mamo, do you want to go to my house and have lunch? I can
get us a pizza. Nope, not made from scratch, silly! I can’t cook!”
	“I have a better idea. Let’s go to my house, and I can make us
some pasta,” suggested Mamo. She gave him her special 100-watt
smile. Usagi loved pasta.
	“That would be great Mamo-chan!” she exclaimed.
	Usagi blushed and put a hand to her mouth. [[*HOW
EMBARRASSING*! How could I actually have said that?!?!?]] Mamo
stared at her in shock. [[Mamo-chan?]] Was it possible that she
liked him more than he like her? He grinned. Maybe.
	“Don’t worry about it *Usa-ko*,” he replied cheerily, making
sure to emphasize the last word. Usagi colored a bit more and took
his hand in hers to lead him out of the park and back to his car.
His hand closed around hers with an over-protective air that he had
never experienced before.

**********

	“Usagi’s not at school today. Something’s wickedly wrong. Her
mom forces her to go to school even when she’s two hours late! She’s
very serious about Usagi-chan’s schooling,” said Makoto. The four
girls had decided to meet in the hallway before their next class.
	“You guys didn’t hear?” Ami looked at her friends. They shook
their heads. “Well, Usa’s mom and brother were in a car accident.”
	They looked at each other with wide eyes.
	“Oh my gosh!” they each exclaimed in shock. They all knew how
great Usagi’s mom was. How could this happen?
	“We should definitely visit her and Sammy,” said Minako.
	“Yah, I can even bake some brownies,” added Makoto.
	“Yah, we can also see what the deal is with Usagi,” ventured
Rei.
	“Right. After school we’ll visit the hospital. Usagi’s
probably there,” finished Ami.

**********

	“Omigosh! Holy Bunnies! This is a palace! It’s simply great!
It’s beautiful!” Usagi exclaimed gesturing to the affluence around
her, “You must be the happiest person alive!”
	She smiled genuinely at him. She walked about the bottom part
of the house. She eyed the stairway in the far corner.
	“Don’t tell me there’s more!” she exclaimed in wonder. Mamo
merely smiled.
	“Yes, there’s more, but it’s completely dull compared to your
beauty,” he answered. She quickly gulped down some air. Another one.
He’d been paying her compliments all day. She was afraid that she
was going to stay this horrible shade of red. Mamoru found the
slight flush quite irresistible and paid her even more compliments
just to see it again.
	“Well, the cook isn’t here, so I guess that I’ll be cooking
our meal like I thought. Come on, the kitchen is this way.”
	Mamoru led Usa down a hall and into a room done in scarlet and
beige.
	[[A kitchen?]]
	Usagi had never seen such a beautiful kitchen. Copper pots,
the whole bit. [[Makoto would really like this kitchen. It reminds
me of a restaurant kitchen]] She sat down on a stool near the
counter. Mamoru got out the things that he would be needing: ground
beef, spaghetti noodles, sauce, mushrooms, tomatoes, and different
types of spices. He got out a pot and put the spaghetti sauce in it
to heat. He sliced up the tomatoes and mushrooms and sautéed them
before adding them to the slightly boiling sauce. She watched him.
He looked silly in the little apron that he had donned when had he
first started. Mamo looked up. He had felt her eyes on him.
	“Why don’t you help me?” he asked. Usagi’s eyes crinkled and
she shook her head.
	“Come on,” he pleaded, “It’s really easy. All you have to do
is shape these into meatballs.” He gestured to the meat in front of
him. He had added spices. She knew how good they were going to be.
	She laughed. “I used to put my hair into meatballs. When I was
ten, my hair reached down to my calves. When my hair was up, it went
up to my knees. I stopped when I turned ten years old because the
weight on my head was terrible! I used to have headaches all the
time. The doctor said it was from my hair, and I never did my hair
like that again.”
	“Ha! Are you serious?” Mamo asked, “I would have liked to see
it.”
	They shaped the meatballs, and he showed her how he sautéed it
in a pan before adding it to the sauce. He then got out a pot and
filled it with water. When it came to a boil, he put the spaghetti
in to cook. He waved her into the dining area and said that he would
be out shortly with the food. Usagi sat herself at the dinner table.
Candelabrum were atop the table along with a vase with a single rose
in it. Mamoru suddenly appeared beside to her. Apron now gone, he
looked *very* masculine. He set the food on the table and lit the
candles.
	“Yah, I know it’s still the afternoon, but it’s just too good
to pass up. Italian meal. We gotta have some candle-light.”
	They slowly ate. Well, almost. They were both famished. Usagi
was done in five minutes. Mamo not so long after her. They just hung
out in the main living room till later that afternoon.
	“I think I’d like to go to the hospital to see how my mom and
brother are. I guess my dad is still there.”
	“Sure thing, Usa.  Shall we go?”

**********

	“Mom! Sammy!” Usa screeched. They looked at her and smiled.
Yes, even her brother. Usagi’s glance darted back to her brother. He
was munching on one of Mako’s brownies. [[Mako-chan??]]
	“Hey Usagi,” greeted her friends.
	She turned. Her friends were to the right of the door. That’s
why she hadn’t seen them right away. Rei opened her mouth to say
something, but she halted. Usagi followed her gaze and turned
around. She hadn’t told her friends about Mamoru yet.
	“Umm..” she started.
	She pulled Mamo next to her. She faltered a bit, but then
said,
	“This is Chiba Mamoru. I met him the other day at the skating
rink.”
	Her friends just stared from him to her with their mouths
hanging ajar. Rei was the first to react. She went up to him and
offered a hand.
	“Hi, I’m Rei.” She gestured to her friends. “That’s Ami,
Minako, and Makoto.” Each girl nodding when their names were being
said. Mamoru smiled.
	“Pleased to meet you.”

**********

	Sammy and Usa’s mom were all cheery by the time they all left.
They were to go home the following day since they had recovered so
well after the accident. Mamo left shortly after the introductions
because of the physical he had to take. Once he left, the four girls
were on Usagi like a homeless man on a T-bone steak.
	“How old is he—?”
	“Where did you meet him exactly—?”
	“Does he have a girlfriend—?”
	“Do you know that he looks like my old boyfriend Robby—?”
	Mina, Rei, and Ami stopped when Mako had asked her question.
They sighed and sweat-dropped. They just shut their mouths. They
would go nowhere if they just blabbered all at once. Rei took charge
of the interrogation.
	“Where did you meet this guy?” she asked patiently. Usagi
rolled her eyes.
	“At the skating rink like I told you—”
	“And how old is he?” interrupted Ami.
	The others looked at her. She was actually interested in boy
business?!?! [[***Fiiiinnnnaaalllllllllly..***]]
	“Well,” began Usagi, “He’s eighteen.. He’s the guy who’s going
to our school in a few weeks...”
	“Omigosh! He’s the tall, dark, and handsome senior? Well? Does
he have a girlfriend? Spill girl,” ordered Mina.
	Mako eyed the four girls and then whispered reluctantly,
	“He loookss lliikkke Roobbbbbyy..”
	Rei pulled on her pony-tail good-naturedly, then she gestured
for Usagi to talk.
	“Ok,” she proceeded,” Mamoru is eighteen and he will be
starting school in a few weeks. He just moved here from France with
his father. He lives in a *HUMUNGOUS* apartment, it’s more like a
mansion in the sky. He’s completely romantic and he cooks. I don’t
know if he has a girlfriend.”
	The girls looked at her in surprise.
	“You’ve been to his house?!?!”
	Usa blushed.
	“Only for lunch. We were hungry.” Mako rolled her eyes.
	“Yah, hungry for each other’s *LOVE*,” she said sarcastically
clutching her chest. Usagi opened her mouth in objection.
	Before Usa could explode, Rei said, “Calm down Meatball Head,
she was only joking!” Usagi looked at Rei in disdain.
	“I thought you said that you were going to stop calling me
that in the 5th grade!” Rei just shrugged her shoulders and replied,
	“Old habits die hard.” The two girls eyed each other and then
battled in one of their famous “Tongue Wars”. Ami, Mina, and Mako
couldn’t stand it any longer and just left, leaving them be.

**********

	A lot happened in the next couple of weeks. Usa’s mother and
brother came home. They bought a new car because her mom’s old one
had been totaled. Their parents bought cell phones for the whole
family, except for her mom. Usa’s parents were worried that if there
was another emergency they wouldn’t be able to get in contact with
their kids.
	“So,” Ami said, “what was that conference about?”
	“What conference Ames?” questioned Usa.
	“Y’know, the one you had with your teacher during lunch..”
	Usagi colored a bit. Rei nudged Ami in the ribs and gave her a
look. ‘Maybe it wasn’t a pleasant topic,’ she signaled with her
eyes. Usa saw this interaction and quelled them quickly with her
reply.
	“Well,” Usa began, “you won’t be able to believe this, but
that conference was with Mr. Rapp, my English teacher. They are
moving me up to a Junior English class!”
	Her friends looked at her in awe. That was great news!! Why
did Usagi always complain about failing school?!?!?
	“Why, that’s great Usagi! I’m not even in that class!”
exclaimed Ami. The girls stared once more at Usa.
	“But of course,” Ami continued, “I’m in an Honors English
Sophomore class.” The four girls sweat-dropped.

**********

	“No Ami. I don’t think that I need a new notebook for my new
English class. I’ll just use the one that I’ve been using for my old
class,” Usa said as they walked home.
	“Nonsense Usagi. The best way to keep your grades up is to be
organized,” assured Ami.
	“Fine, if you insist.” They rounded the corner when Usagi had
this great idea.
	“Race you Ami-chan!”
	Usagi ran blindly, not looking as to where she was going. She
was looking back at Ami when she bumped into someone. *HARD*. She
took whoever it was down. Usagi groaned. Her body ached. She tried
to sit up. She looked about in confusion. She looked down and saw
Mamoru.
	“Oh gods! I am so sorry Mamoru!” Just then Usagi noticed that
she was straddling him. She quickly got off him, her face red in
embarrassment. Mamo was still on the ground.
	“Geez Usa! For someone your size, you wouldn’t think that you
could take down a guy like that!” he exclaimed.
	Usagi helped him up. Usagi looked especially pretty today. Her
hair was left down.  Her golden strands went all the way to her
calves. His glance strayed over her legs. [[What a nice short
skirt]] He was certainly appreciating her appearance. Usagi noticed
this and responded by blushing. Ami broke up the interchange
immediately.
	“Hi, I’m Ami. Do you remember me?” she asked.
	“Why yes, of course.”
	“So, what are you doing here Mamo?” interrogated Usa.
	“Well, Miss-Lady-Who-Runs-People-Over,” he joked good
naturedly, “I was just about to get some school supplies. I start
school tomorrow,” he informed.
	“Wow,” said Ami covering for Usa’s dumfounded silence, “I
thought that you were to start in another week.”
	“Yah, I know, but they saw no need for me to wait another week
to start. All my papers went through.”
	“Ha! You better watch out Mamo,” warned Usagi and shaking a
finger, “All the girls will be falling over you.”
	He arched one of his dark eyebrows. “I don’t think that would
matter. I already have a girl on my mind,” he said, his eyes trained
on her own. He smiled.
	“Well, Ami, it was nice seeing you again. I was just going.”
He pointed to the bag he was carrying. He looked back to Usagi.
	“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He walked towards his car and drove
away.
	“He has a nice car. A very nice car,” said Ames. She jumped up
and down excitedly.
	“What’s your problem Ames? Do you need to go to the bathroom?”
questioned Usa. Ami rolled her eyes.
	“Weren’t you listening at all?  He said that he was only
interested in *ONE* girl, and he was looking directly at you!! He
likes you Usagi!” Ami did a little dance as Usagi joined in. They
looked like a couple of sixth graders.

**********

	Mamo studied himself in the mirror. He looked good. Extremely
good. FANTASTICALLY GOOD. He rolled his eyes. [[I’m getting a *bit*
too conceited]] He laughed as he remembered Usagi’s attempt to
impair him the other day at the hospital. Did she really expect him
to get hurt from that little love pat? [[Usagi]] She was..
indescribable. Her long, golden locks. Her sweet, pixie smile. The
way she smelled. He thought about her scent. [[Like wild flowers]]
An annoying sound brought him back to earth.
	“Sir, would you like to purchase this school uniform or not?”
	Mamo gave him an annoyed look. The balding little sales clerk
was bothering him. He didn’t really need to buy the uniform here.
There were ten other shops selling the same uniform. Mamo rolled
his eyes.
	Mamo smiled at the cowering sales clerk.
	“Sir, do you know that there are about ten other shops in this
city that sell the same school uniform?” questioned Mamo.
	“Yes, young man, I am aware. Maybe you would like to purchase
them elsewhere because you are simply taking too long in this shop,”
challenged the ignorant man.
	Mamo arched his eyebrow.
	Mamo grinned once more at the man and replied, “Well sir, if
you really feel that way, I *will* leave, but before I leave, please
get your manager.”
	The clerk raised his own eyebrow by this time. Who was this
kid, thinking that he was in the right? He’d show him. He’d get
Kubayashi. He really didn’t take teenager-know-it-all crap at all.
He snickered to himself. This kid is *dumb*.
	Mamo watched the clerk walk away. He assessed himself once
again in the mirror. The white oxford shirt emphasized his broad
shoulders. The neck-tie looked a bit pompous, but he had loosened
*that* and it was now hanging loosely over his shoulder. He looked
ready to strike a pose for GQ. Maybe they should have moved to the
states.
	“There he is sir, the young man who was causing such a fussy.”
	Mamo looked up. The imbecile was back.
	“Hello Chiba Mamoru!” exclaimed the manager, ”It’s a pleasure
meeting you! I recognize you from all the papers that have
circulated about your fantastic company. Is there problem here?”
	Mamo looked at the manager’s name tag. ‘Kubayashi’.
	“Well Mr. Kubayashi, I was just leaving. I am sincerely
disappointed to find that one of our branches has such rude sales
people.”
	The manager looked grieved. He gave his block-headed sales
clerk a nasty look. The sales clerk obviously didn’t know what was
going on for his eyes were flying side to side, trying to find out
what the deal was.
	“Please excuse my new sales clerk. He doesn’t know the ropes
yet. I wouldn’t have put him in this section, but we were short of
workers today. Please stay and purchase what you need. He is simply
an imbecile.”
	[[Just what I was thinking]] thought Mamo amusingly. The sales
clerk looked angrily at his manager. Little did he know, that he was
going to lose his job the minute Mamo walked out of the store.
	“Well, since you insist. You know, you are very helpful. I
should talk to my father about his store. He will be very pleased to
know that he has such great workers.”
	Mr. Kubayashi beamed and rung up his purchase. Mamo grinned at
the manager as he left. A loud noise forced him to look backwards.
The manager was yelling at the sales clerk with an intensity. [[Oh
my..]] thought Mamo as he drove away.

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	Hey darlings! Yah, I know, I know.. I made Mamo-chan *REALLY*
evil.. But hey! That’s the way I would have handled that impudent
sales clerk. Stupid people like that just *tick* me off. Yah, but
truly, they *do* piss me off. (Please excuse the language) I hope
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