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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 16, 2009 1:12:20 GMT -5
Usagi smirked slightly at his response. "Yes, that would help." She shook her head slightly as he asked her to promise she would think about calling. "I will promise to try, but what would keep you from calling me on Valentine's Day if you really wanted to call and hear my voice? You can call anytime you want, it's up to you when you get to or not."
She shook her head, laughing. "I knew it! Secretly you listen to International Top 40 radio in the car, and I bet you sing along!!"
Usagi smirked. "I wouldn't have to do either. I could always send in a Ministry of Intelligence spy to take pictures of your music collection, and you'd never know," she joked. "Also, I need to find ways of giving Zach secret messages, to make sure he can effectively cull your wardrobe."
She tried to imagine it as Mamoru talked about it. "I would have thought you might try to avoid being reminded of us, instead of the other way around." His description brought a smile to her face. "Maybe someday I'll come see it. That and your music collection."
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 16, 2009 1:46:37 GMT -5
“Then I sincerely apologize for being mean. It really wasn’t my intent to hurt your feelings. I was only teasing you a little, I didn’t mean any of it.” Mamoru grinned and murmured, “I was only wanting to know what you were going to do for Valentine’s Day Usa. I never once said that I wouldn’t be calling you. You can count on it, unless for some reason one of us can’t get to the telephone and it would have to be a serious emergency on my part, I’ll be calling you first thing that morning. I promise ...”
He smiled, still enjoying being able to make her laugh. “I refuse to comment on that for fear that any answer I give might incriminate me.”
Mamoru was enjoying this game as he murmured, “My my, do you use this power often Usa? Send in your Ministry of Intelligence to spy on us little guys who just want to keep our music collections secret?” His grin widened as he added, “and I already promised to let Zach get his hands on my wardrobe, remember you told me that I had to dress right if I wanted to hang out with the queen of the world.”
He fell silent before saying thoughtfully, “Honestly, I would have thought so too. In fact, that very morning before I had gone out to search for an apartment I had told Lucan much the same thing. I didn’t want to be anywhere near anything that would remind me of what I had lost. It was too painful.”
Again Mamoru paused uncertainly before adding, “However, when I was out searching for an apartment with Zach and I saw this apartment with it’s balcony. The memories that it brought back to me, they were too precious to lose Usa. Even if you never agreed to see me again, as a friend or otherwise. Even if you never wanted to even speak to me again because of how I had hurt you ... I wouldn’t want to give up those memories. They remind me that I had been a part of something special, even if for just a little while and I never want to forget that.”
After a moment he grinned as he said, “As for coming over here, your welcome anytime ... even if it involves showing my music collection to you.”
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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 18, 2009 19:40:54 GMT -5
Usagi smiled in spite of herself, idly twirling a lock of golden hair around her finger, her cheeks faintly tainted with a blush. She was beyond flattered to hear Mamoru insist he would call her unless it was a serious emergency, that he wanted to at least speak to her on Valentine's Day. "Honestly Mamoru I have no idea what I have planned for that day. If you want a piece of my time that day, now's the time to make plans," she remarked.
"Mamoru, you do realize that, 'pleading the fifth' as my American friends and employees are fond of saying, is basically saying yes? You DO sing along, then!" Usagi crowed gleefully.
She smirked. "I do remember telling you that, and I'm glad to hear it. Though I have a sacred duty to figure out where you got your wardrobe to begin with."
Usagi raised her eyebrows in surprise, that Mamoru was admitting his struggle with that issue, and what he said about divulging it with someone else. "You told Lucan that?" she inquired curiously. Usagi had no idea that they were on such good terms. "I mean, I knew you two talked, he wanted to know if anything that affected security was going on because of some 'traitor' comment you made, or whatever, but... Oh, forget I said anything," Usagi muttered, knowing this was probably coming out all wrong. She was simply surprised, though she probably should have kept that to herself.
However, the flustered feeling faded at Mamoru's next words. Despite everything, even if she never wanted to see him again, he wanted to be reminded of her, forever? She felt tears well in her eyes, and inhaled shakily. He was either really good at romancing her now, or he was being far more open than ever.
Usagi was thankful when he filled the pause long enough to tell her that she was welcome anytime. "Maybe sometime I'll take you up on the offer." It would involve no small amount of maneuvering, but it was an option sometime in the future.
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 18, 2009 22:29:22 GMT -5
Mamoru leaned back in his chair and murmured, “Then let’s make plans, because I would love to have some of your time that day. The question is what are you offering me on that day. Just the time for a phone call or actual time to see you?” It was a little early to plan out a date considering they hadn’t even gone on the second one yet. He certainly wasn’t against the idea however and so he waited to see what she would say.
“I just told you Usa,” he murmured with a crooked smile. “I refuse to admit to such a thing. I have my reputation to think about here. I can’t have anyone going around envisioning me riding around in a car singing at the top of my lungs can I?”
Mamoru really did grin at her next words as he lightly scolded, “Now now, do you really think that I’m going to tell you where I bought my clothes? I might be agreeing to not wear them anymore, but how can I betray all those other people that shop at that store hmm? I couldn’t do that to them.”
He shifted a little uncomfortably before saying, “Yeah, I told Lucan that. I was trying to convince him of the reasons I couldn’t accept his, or rather your offer of security. I didn’t want any reminders and they would have made me remember what I had lost every time that I saw them. I don’t think he thought too much of my reasons though and it turned out that I learned first hand later that night why it might be necessary to put up with whatever he wanted.” He paused a bit before adding, “Actually it’s a little surprising but Lucan is kind of easy to talk to about some things. I admire the man a lot.”
Mamoru sighed softly as she brought up the ‘traitor’ comment. He really didn’t like to think about that meeting at all, but nevertheless he pushed on with the conversation. Mamoru had no intention of shoving her away now and he needed her to know that. “Usa, you don’t have to be nervous or whatever about bringing things like that up. I won’t bite and I’m not going to get angry either. So please, don’t hold anything back or tell me to forget anything you want to ask about.”
His grin softened a bit as he murmured, “I’ll look forward to the day you might decide to visit then . . . ”
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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 18, 2009 23:12:16 GMT -5
"I meant to actually see me," Usagi responded, turning from the top of the stairs to head back into her rooms. She would need to access the computer if they actually agreed on something. "I don't know, I think of calls as more spontaneous, unless it's a conference call but that's like a meeting for lazy people." She laughed at herself. "I don't really mean that. But yes, to see me. Are you terribly busy that day?" She need not say that she was, she always was. She was busy enough all the time that she could decide to do whatever she wanted and simply tell everyone else to get out of her way.
"Too late, Mamoru," Usagi bubbled with a wicked sort of glee. "You pretty much already admitted to it. And I'm not just anyone, you know. It's me, I envisioned you doing so long before you attempted not to confess to it. And I have it worse than you do, when we finally inherited the legacy intelligence records from all of the agencies spying on me before the coronation, I was concerned about the stuff they had picked up through the bugs in my car... back when I was still driving. My Minister of Intelligence 'reassured' me that it mostly 10 hours of recordings of me singing along to the radio. I nearly died on the spot."
Usagi rested one hand on her hip, wishing Mamoru was around to see the gesture. "Nuh-uh, I don't think so! I will give the other shoppers fashion amnesty, but for the sake of humanity and public order, I must know where that store is. Now when your Queen demands information of you, are you really going to rebuff her? Hmmm?"
Usagi nodded. "I understand... I'm really glad you decided to accept, though. I would have been terribly worried had you not. I know that every time I've ignored Lucan's advice, it hasn't turned out so well for me, sometimes in a big way." Her exploding car being Exhibit A. She smiled, a little proud of Mamoru in a way, for opening up to other people. Maybe the Shitennou really would be good for him.
She sighed slightly. "I just... well, I was surprised that you would talk about something like that with him, or really anyone else, to be honest. I was just saying, I knew he went to talk to you, I knew about that comment, but I didn't know about the rest, but then I thought that's a really stupid thing to say, because of course I didn't, right? Lucan is discreet about stuff like that. That's all," she said, with another little sigh.
"Though while we're on the subject, I told him. About us, what happened and why. I've told lots of people, because all of them had really good reasons why they had to know, but I do get so sick of it after awhile. He defended you, you know." He didn't know, until now. Usagi only felt it was fair to tell Mamoru that a broader circle of people knew the intimate details about that night.
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 19, 2009 1:50:16 GMT -5
Mamoru couldn’t help letting another smile grace his face at the thought of another date with Usagi, even if he hadn’t had the second one yet. A date on Valentine’s Day was something he just wouldn’t pass up. He would make certain that he wasn’t busy on that day. “I won’t be busy Usa. I have more then a month to make certain that I won’t be.” He immediately begin attempting to think of something they could do that would make the day perfect. It would have to be even more special then a dinner at a restaurant or a night club.
He couldn’t help laughing when she mentioned that the Minister of Intelligence had 10 hours of recordings of her singing along to the radio. “I suppose that would be worse then just you knowing my guilty little secret, but Usa don’t expect me to admit that to anyone else. You can’t prove it . . .”
Mamoru smirked as he replied, “I don’t know Usa, all those other people might be sad if I betrayed them. You wouldn’t let that store live if I told you where it was and what about the people that actually own the shop hmm? Would you really want me to betray them? They wouldn’t be able to make a living if I told you where they were?” He paused a moment, still grinning mischievously as he asked, “What would you do if refused to give you that information?”
He relaxed a little at her words and murmured, “Don’t worry about me Usa. I promise. I won’t do anything reckless anymore. I agreed to do whatever Lucan wanted in relation to security matters.”
Mamoru shrugged at Usagi’s next words, not certain what to say. Finally he just said, “Like I said, there is something about Lucan that makes him an easy person to talk to. Perhaps it is because he is discreet about stuff like that, but Usa don’t be hesitant to say something to me even something little. We have to work on communication don’t we? Mostly me, but still don’t please?”
He fell silent as Usagi mentioned she had told a lot of people. Mamoru supposed he should have known that. He had known about Lucan because he had talked to him yesterday, but he hadn’t even thought about other people. He shifted uneasily, not really enjoying the idea that lots of people knew what had gone on. It was probably the Senshi, the cats, and Lucan that she had spoken to. Mamoru couldn’t think of anyone else she would have needed to share with. It still made him uncomfortable but all he said was, “I know you told Lucan. He mentioned that yesterday when I was talking with him. It’s up to you who you want to tell Usa. I certainly can’t ask you not to do so. I trust you.”
Again Mamoru fell silent when she mentioned that Lucan had defended him. He couldn’t understand that. It was Lucan’s opinion that a lie of omission was still a lie wasn’t it? Why then would he be defending him? Shrugging a little once more Mamoru asked, “Defended me Usa . . . how?”
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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 19, 2009 5:50:56 GMT -5
"Then just pick something, and I'll make a hole in my schedule," Usagi responded. She wondered if she should be doing this, if he was going to get the wrong idea, but the idea of getting out of the Palace on that day sounded particularlly appealing.
"Uh-huh, I'll keep your dirty secret... because now I know that I can turn on the radio in the car and we can both sing along," she needled him.
"Trust me, Mamoru, the people owning the shop could find an alternate business to own, if it's even owned by one or two people... probably just owned by a corporation anyway. And the people who shop there need serious help, and if you tell me what shop it is, then we can help them and save the world from such bad fashion. And if you don't tell me, I guess I'll have to call up the Ministry of Justice and have you subpoenaed to appear before a grand jury, or something."
She sighed with relief. "Good. There's a lot of crazy things in this world. I can't really talk about it over the phone, but, they're there. Things I never had the slightest inclination about before becoming Queen."
Usagi licked her lips, suddenly feeling nervous despite Mamoru's reassurances. "It wasn't because of you that I held back, well, maybe just a little.;. I didn't want to offend you, but at the same time I didn't want to sound like an idiot. Saying completely obvious stuff."
Sighing a little, Usagi plopped back down onto the sofa, settling in. "Well, after I told him about things, I asked him for his opinion, though I didn't, not really. That's what I said, but I really just wanted to be told that I was right, and you were wrong. I wanted to be supported and fussed over and everything. I... wanted his approval, I guess. Well, I got exactly what I asked for: his honest opinion. And while he said he didn't necessarily agree with what you did, that when it came to senshi business, secrets were kind of routine. Our identities were kept secret, I kept the fact that I was Sailormoon from my own family for nine years... And whenever there was a secret between you and me, especially ones that dealt with our identities as Sailormoon and Tuxedo Kamen, that once it all came out-- well, that I never gave you any consequences or explained how it was wrong, I only pursued you harder, 'rewarded' you for it. He said that you were probably just as confused and hurt as I was." Usagi smiled sadly, reflecting back on that memory. "I'm sure all that sounds familiar." Mamoru had heard most of it back when they talked during the ball, when she had taken responsibility for at least part of their problems. Apparently the advice had sunk in for her.
"And... well, like you said earlier, at that point I really had planned never to talk to you again, except through the senshi, or only 'professionally.' I was angry and hurt and I wanted nothing to do with you. But he told me that I shouldn't burn bridges, I shouldn't cut you out of my life..." Usagi wasn't about to tell Mamoru that Lucan had also suggested exploiting their personal history for information about the Shitennou, though oddly enough that suggestion had manifested in bringing them closer together in cooperation than her merely milking him for info. Maybe that had been the point, the wording was simply designed to motivate her.
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 19, 2009 20:20:24 GMT -5
Mamoru murmured thoughtfully, “Could you make a hole in your schedule for the late morning and early afternoon then Usa? We could go out for a Valentine’s Day breakfast and perhaps something else afterwards.” He had an idea for that something afterwards, but he needed to make a few calls before he was certain. For now he would keep that idea to himself and just ask for the time he would need.
“I would be willing to sing along with you Usa, but only if you were in my car alone with me.” He grinned widely as he added, “Unfortunately your detail wouldn’t ever let that happen and I’m not singing in front of them.”
Mamoru laughed softly before asking, “Was my sense of fashion really bad enough that you feel the need to rid the world of the place I bought my clothes from Usa? Surely there was something that I wore that met your approval.”
He nodded quietly before saying, “I think we are all learning that there was a lot more to the world that we never knew of.”
Mamoru sighed softly and murmured, “Usa, you really shouldn’t worry so much about how you sound. I wish that you would realize that you are a very intelligent woman . . .” He trailed off not wishing to get into this subject. It had upset her the last time he had tried to help her confidence and he didn’t want to do it again. Luckily he didn’t have to wait to long before she continued speaking.
“Heh, yeah I know all about that. I asked him for his opinion last night hoping to be told that I was right. Unfortunately as you said, I got his honest opinion. It wasn’t exactly the most pleasant thing to listen to.” Mamoru fell silent as he listened to what she had to say. He wasn’t exactly certain he agreed with everything that Lucan had said, but in a way he supposed that it did make sense. At least a little bit. “I don’t know Usa. I guess, I guess I did get into the habit of expecting you to always be there no matter what. Regardless of the reasons, I was angry and confused and I suppose hurt that things weren’t going the way I thought they should. I said things that night that I didn’t mean, not really. I know that you know all about people striking out when they are upset, saying things that they know will hurt someone even if they don’t really mean them. It’s not an excuse, but I really didn’t mean them.”
He nodded quietly to the rest of her words. “I’m glad that you decided to listen to him then. Otherwise you might never have allowed me to talk to you at the ball, much less taken my phone call the other day.”
Mamoru paused hesitantly as he thought back to the conversation he had with Lucan the night before. Lucan had said to ask her when she would have felt deceived. This wasn’t exactly the best conversation to be having over the phone, but after a moment he murmured, “Lucan did give me a bit of advice last night Usa. As usual his advice is worth keeping. There are things we still need to talk about. Things that have to do with that night and the secrets about the Shitennou. I’m not exactly certain this is the right kind of conversation to be having over the phone, but we really do need to talk more about those things . . . now or some other time. Things that need to be cleared up better then they’ve already been.”
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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 20, 2009 0:02:57 GMT -5
Usagi was surprised, that was an unusual time but it probably worked out, she did need to eat after all, and she never could argue with brunch. "Sure, I can do that. Let me get onto my schedule on the computer, I'll make a note of it there before I forget. If I can remember how to get on, it's most used by the scheduling office and all that, though I recently gave the girls account access so they can know what's going on, too."
She laughed. "That's true. Though I sing along in the car with them now. You have a detail long enough and you have to be yourself. Pride takes a backseat."
Usagi smirked. "In a word? Yes. Yes, it was that bad. Though you had a few things I approved of. Your tuxedo, for one. And..." she thought hard, very hard. "You once had a pair of khakis that weren't a complete disaster."
She couldn't help it, she smiled a bit at Mamoru's words. She just understood what it felt like. "Is it really so unfortunate though, to get what we honestly asked for? I'd rather be told the truth than lied to, I don't know about you. It's not easy to hear, for sure, but perhaps necessary. After all, it turned out to be a good thing." They had talked, she knew more about the situation and they remained friends, even had fun with each other. Though some truths were taken easier than others-- she had a much harder time listening to Minako when she had felt doubted. "Well... I just expected you to change over the years without ever making clear my expectations. In a way I took you for granted, too. You did very much the same thing back when you had those dreams and dumped me... You pretty much lied to me, then, too, and I just let you, ran after you. But we've already covered that ground."
She bit her lip, nodding as he said there were more things they needed to talk about. It hard to get used to hearing that from Mamoru of all people, but she was glad he was taking the advice he was given, too. "Well... We'll be in a noisy nightclub in three days time, and then doing things on Valentine's Day..." Usagi got up, heading over the computer to try to log on, "...well, I don't want to be within earshot. I know we're on the phone now, but now might very well be the best time. Unless you want to head over to the Palace now to do this face to face."
Luckily she remembered the right password, which was quite a feat since the account was really for her employees, and Usagi depended on her aides and Hikari to know her schedule. The program opened, windows multiplying, breeding all over the screen, the calendar covered with layers upon layers of text and attachments. Usagi's eyes widened, feeling slightly faint just looking at it.
"Mary mother of God...."
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 20, 2009 1:12:48 GMT -5
Mamoru grinned, pleased with the arrangements. He reached over to his nearby desk and scribbled a reminder to call about that idea he had to make certain it would work out. As he leaned back into his chair he murmured, “I’ll look forward to it then.” He nodded idly when she mentioned giving the girls access to her scheduling stuff. It was probably a good idea. He knew that they had been drifting apart before this whole fiasco started. Hopefully things were working out better between them. He might still be somewhat angry at one of them, but he still knew that Usagi needed them.
He shook his head in amusement. “This is me we are talking about. I don’t think I’ll be singing along with the radio with them around anytime soon.”
Mamoru sulked a little at her words and muttered, “Well I’m glad that there was a few things you approved of. You might could have mentioned it before you know. We have known each other for ten years.”
He shrugged as he said, “I guess not really unfortunate, just difficult. I agree. I’d rather be told the truth I suppose, though as you said it certainly wasn’t easy to hear. If we are always told what we want to hear, well then we’d probably continue doing what we were doing.” Mamoru sighed softly. “It always comes back to we both made mistakes and took things for granted. I did things I’m not proud of Usa, but I honestly did think it was for the best when I was doing them. I know better now and as I said before it’s not an excuse, but that was the reasons.” He gave a shaky smile as he added, “but as you’ve said we’ve covered that ground already.”
Mamoru glanced uneasily out of the window, trying to pick the best course of action. She was right. The night club certainly wouldn’t be a good place to talk and he had no intention of having this talk on Valentine’s Day. They did need to have to talk though, preferably before their next date. He wasn’t certain he wanted to go to the palace, that would put him on uncomfortable territory. On the other hand talking face to face was a better way to have this conversation. It would be harder, but wouldn’t it be better then doing it over the phone?
“I could come over I suppose. That is if you wanted me too, it’s not terribly late yet. Unless of course you’d be more comfortable over the phone . . .”
Mamoru waited patiently while Usagi was silent, assuming that she was working on adding the Valentine’s date to her schedule. He blinked in surprise a few moments later however when he heard her next words. What now . . .
“Usa? Are you ok?”
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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 20, 2009 2:39:02 GMT -5
"I did mention it before!" Usagi replied indignantly. "I wasn't quite as blunt, but I did my best to lavish praise on you when you wore things that were decent. And you're lucky that horrid green jacket hasn't disappeared before now, it always seemed to be in the wash when I had a chance to raid your closet. For awhile, when we were still engaged, I had this elaborate plot that involved a bottle of bleach, a loose cap, and the help of the maids, that would finally make that jacket a thing of the past."
Usagi stayed silent. Mamoru still seemed to think that good intentions could erase the past, though at least he had learned enough to admit it wasn't an excuse. She just wanted to hear him finally say he was wrong to keep this from her, at all, but she wasn't going to ask for it.
"To be honest, I could do it over the phone but I feel sort of cowardly. If you think it's that important, we need to face each other when we do it. So by all means, come over. I'll call down and make sure they know to expect you."
Mamoru's words barely registered in her ear as Usagi just stared at the screen. She cradled the phone between her ear and shoulder, using her cursor to move windows out of the way and look over everything. Swallowing, she finally spoke up.
"Um... I'm alright I guess... just logged onto that calendar thing, and, well... wow... You know I knew there were literally hundreds of people working on my schedule, maybe even thousands if you count the Secret Service advance work, but... I mean... They double, even triple schedule me for things in advance and then drop appointments as circumstances change or whatever is more important... It's just incredible, I'll show you if you come over, I just... Wow. They literally have it timed to the second. There are so many people competing..." Usagi knew her time was valuable, but it was amazing the tiffs people were getting into over it. "All emails between offices and departments that are tagged for this schedule or date come attached, it's just amazing, there's so much." Political advisors were squaring off with her aides, versus her press secretary's office, versus the Office of Royal Advance, then the scheduling office... Then there was security. "I had no idea so much work was involved. You should see some of these email conversations, people are literally having fights over this stuff..."
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 20, 2009 14:27:59 GMT -5
Mamoru continued to sulk for a few moments as he listened to her. However, the moment she mentioned her elaborate plot to get rid of his jacket he couldn’t help laughing, though his heart did cringe just a little at the ‘when we were still engaged’ part. His previous good cheer restored, Mamoru shook his head and teased, “Well now I know what to give you for your next birthday present. If you want to destroy my poor jacket that much, I’ll just have to gift it to you, both of them.”
It didn’t escape his notice that Usagi hadn’t stayed silent. He was quick enough to figure out that something he had said had bothered her. Unfortunately he wasn’t certain exactly what it was. He filed it away to be thought over later and simply let the subject drop.
Mamoru gazed out the window thoughtfully for a few moments before answering Usagi. “I think it’s important Usa, too important to be left up to a phone call. There are too many things that could be misinterpreted if we aren’t looking at each other.” He automatically began buttoning his shirt again and redoing his tie as he added, “You can tell them I’ll be there within the hour.”
He couldn’t help fidgeting nervously as he waited for Usagi to respond. Whatever was wrong couldn’t be something terrible or she would have been calling out for someone to come help her, but the mystery of the whole situation had him anxious for an answer. Mamoru didn’t like not knowing something, not even something as small and possibly insignificant as this. When Usagi finally did start speaking however, Mamoru found himself blinking in surprise once again. This he hadn’t expected. The corners of his lips twitched into another grin as he asked, “Are they really fighting over you? This I’ll have to see . . .”
Even as he was saying it though Mamoru was mentally reminding himself that it wasn’t just the Valentine’s surprise that he’d have to check up on. Her words about the Secret Service reminded him that he would need to talk to Lucan sometime to make certain he would be ok with what he had in mind. Something like that would probably take awhile for Lucan to take care of in order to make certain people stayed safe.
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Post by Neo Queen Serenity on Jul 20, 2009 15:05:16 GMT -5
Usagi giggled uncontrollably at the thought of Mamoru giving her his two horrible jackets. "Oh, that would be spectacular! I could have so much fun with that, I... Oh, the possibilities... I could take it out to the classified documents destruction facility, put it through the industrial shredder and then into the incinerator, or... Or the solvent bath! Or I could put bleach on it and THEN shred it, or..."
She nodded when he said he's be over in an hour, making a note on the pad of yellow post-its next to her to do so. Otherwise she would get way too distracted with this calendar thing. "Will do."
Usagi bit her lip. She could hear the amusement in Mamoru's voice, but looking at the conversations, these fights seemed incredible, but not funny. In fact, she was rather unnerved by it. "Uh, yeah, they are, but... well, you'll see it," she sighed.
"Listen, I better get off the phone so you can get going. I'll see you soon then?"
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Post by Chiba Mamoru on Jul 20, 2009 15:34:12 GMT -5
Mamoru grinned as he listened to Usagi go on and on about how she would destroy his jacket. He didn’t necessarily enjoy the thought of losing his favorite jackets, but they certainly old by now and well if it really made her that happy. Who was he to stand in the way of her happiness, besides he had promised to try to be more fashionable.
He paused a little when he heard the sigh at the end of Usagi’s words. His amusement faded just a bit as he realized that perhaps the thought of people fighting over her time like that might be bothering her. He would be there soon though she he wasn’t terribly worried.
“Within the hour, I promise. Until then . . .”
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