100 Theme Drabbles

3. Hair

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A/N [08JULY10] -I have completely changed up the order of all the chapters so that you can kinda see the relationship between Usa and Mamo progress in a story like manner rather than just random chapters everywhere. enjoy

Also, a HUGE thankyou to everyone who has reviewed this story. You keep me writing :) x

"Oh boy I love pool parties..." Usagi sighed, blissfully sipping at her non-alcoholic margarita as she basked in the warmth of the sun.

"You're not wrong there Usa." Mina replied before stepping up to the diving board and lunging herself in to the sparkling water with a splash. Usagi laughed along geefully, enjoying the sight of all of her friends together in one place, having fun and playing around.

"Hey Usa, want another drink?" she heard a cry from the house. Turning around, she let out another drawn out sigh. 'Could this day get any better?' she thought as she called out to the newly shirtless Motoki standing in the door way.

"yes please you're gorgeo...!" she managed before she was forced to bite back a cry of dismay.

Of course Mamoru would turn up to ruin her day. When could she not rely on him for that at least? He'd never let her down before.

"Motoki, You can't give babies cocktails, even if they are non-alcoholic. She'll go hypo and we'll never get her to shut up." he laughed. Usagi fumed. Motoki shook his head.

"Can't you guys just get along- at least for today?" he huffed almost sounding annoyed "I think i'm gonna take a dip in the pool to cool off. " he said before walking briskly toward Usagi's position by the pool, preparign to dive in.

"I'll join you." Mamoru called out walking quickly to catch up with his friend. Oh motoki, you are so handsome.. Usagi thought dreamily, watching him as he dived ever so perfectly into the pool.

"Move over unless you want to get wet." Mamoru took his place by the pool, taking off his shirt. Holding back a gasp, usagi had to admit that he was quite... nice looking... this close up with his strong, toned arms. His appealing, even complextion and smooth, muscled chest speckled with... five curling black hairs? Without warning, Usagi burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"Good collection you got going there! planning on growing more anytime soon?" She managed to choke out in between gulps of laughter. A startled Mamoru took a step back.

"I see the hypo has already set in but what the hell are you talking about?" Standing up, Usagi stuck out her hand and tweaked one of the sparse hairs.

"And to think that a few moments ago, I was the baby. You're 20 and can't even push hairs out of your chest. HAHA BABY"

Hearing Usagi's taunts, everyone around her began to laugh openly and point at the purely horrified Mamoru. Within the space of 5 seconds, Mamoru had managed to change the colour of his complextion at least 6 times before settling with the final deep purple/crimson. Mamoru reagrded his masculinity very seriously, and all jokes were taken quite harshly. This manly dysfunction of his was considered to be a very sensitive and embarassing topic.

"This isn't over Usagi" he whispered fiercely before storming out of the house.

"Just the two items." a fuming Mamoru huffed as he pushed the bottle of 'Miracle Hair in a Hurry' along with a rose scented bottle of facial cream over to the chemist clerk.

"I'll show you hairy..." he babbled, cursing Usagi and her horrible sense of humor "Oh she thinks she knows what hairy is, but she hasn't seen anything yet... why i'll .. i'll.."

"err sir?" the clerk interrupted nervously "your items" he said, holding out a bag, his hand trembling noticeably "please don't kill me."

Without a moments hesitation, Mamoru snatched up the bag and clutched it tightly to his chest before running out of the store and running home.

Usagi eyed the small oddly shaped parcel sitting infront of her, immaculately wrapped, with tense suspicion. She couldn't possibly imagine why Mamoru would buy her a gift after everything she had said yesterday. Yet there it was on her doorstep, with its own little card reading

'Usa,

Sorry for my behaviour yesterday. Accept my gift and let us end this petty fighting.

Sincerely yours,

Mamoru'

Unable to bear the suspense much longer, Usagi tore open the wrapping paper, and found to her surprise, a bottle of rose scented facial moistuiser.

"Oh well isn't that lovely. He must have realised he was no match for the great Usagi and gave up." She chuckled to herself before opening the bottle and applying it liberally over her entire face. hmm, doesn't smell much like roses... she thought as she looked over the bottle again it must just be labelled wrong...

Shrugging her shoulders, she opened the door and left for the Arcade, where she knew she could gloat about her victory to everyone - even Mamoru himself!

It was several minutes before she reached the arcade, but to an elated usagi, it felt as though mere moments had passed before she heard the bell above the arcade door tinkle, announcing her arrival to all inside.

"Thanks for the victory present Mamo. The moisturiser feels great. It even tingles pleasantly!" She called out over the noise, to a surprisingly smug Mamoru, who stood by the bar. Upon seeing her, he burst out into a huge grin. Stopping in her tracks, Usagi sensed something was wrong. Not only was Mamoru's reaction completely unaccounted for, but those of all the inhabitants inside also. Each and every person had glued their eyes to her face, mouths hanging wide open.

"What?" she chirped self-consciously "It's not that unbelievable that I beat Mamoru-baka-face here...is it?"

Finally Mako cleared her throat and stood up, obviously still in shock.

"Usagi.." she stammered, pointing in the general direction of her face... "hair"

"Yes... I have hair on my head. Points to you for noticing the obvious"

"No.. hair on your face.."

Usagi froze he didn't...oh god he didn't petrified, she lifted a shaking hand to her face. It was strangely... furry? no not furry- HAIRY -definately hairy... ALL OVER. oh dear god he did! Usagi let out a strangled cry.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE BAKA!" she roared

"Seems to me I'm not the only one with a hair... dysfunction! Girl's aren't supposed to have hair on their face are they?" Mamoru quipped innocently before toppling over the counter in a fit of laughter. Soon enough the entire arcade was pointing and laughing merrily along.

"... man girl.." One man called out

"...Mommy is that the wooki monster from star wars?.." a child wailed loudly

"... furry freak!" another whispered "...Oh how humiliating! I'd rather die..."

but Usagi could hear none of this, only the thick blood pounding through her ears as she advanced slowly yet dangerously towards a hysterical Mamoru.

"I'M...GOING...TO...KILL...YOU" she panted drawing ever closer.

"Woah Odango. Steady on. You only got what you deserved." He laughed "You embarrassed me, it's only fair that I get to embarrass you back"

Usagi lashed out, her nails missing his face by mere inches. Stepping forward, Mamoru took hold of the hair on her cheeks to keep her from coming any closer.

"Payback is all. You know.. Karma and all of that." he continued casually, before he pushed past her and walked out of the arcade with a chirpy new bounce in his step.

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