XDDDDD Okay, so I was scrolling through the Sailor Moon section here at looking for some stuff to read, and my eyes happend upon a story called, "Yet Another Closet Story." And in thinking about closet stories, it suddenly hit me that I wanted to do a closet story that was different from all the rest. So here you will find the rediculously long (I can't believe it Oo) and CHAPTERED story of a not so average closet story. I hope you enjoy.
And please, reviews, crit and non are welcome, but I would really appreciate crit! I don't have a beta reader because when I write is so unpredictable, so I have no one to read it and go, "GOOD HEAVENS WOMAN, WHAT A STUPID IDEA!" So let me know what you like, what you don't, all that jazz. And do enjoy. :) This first chapters a little short at 870 words, but I'm pretty sure all the subsequent chapters are around 2000 words, so have fun:D I may or may not update once a week, depending on how eager I get to post things...we're going to say one week now, but it may wind up being a heck of a lot more often. xDDDDDD
Anyway, on to the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, as sad as some of you may find that.
The day had begun normally enough.
Mamoru and Usagi had run into one another as they both made their morning commutes, and a barrage of insults had followed the collision. Mamoru infuriated and hurt Usagi a little, and Usagi made Mamoru nervous and guilty. From there the day continued normally as they attended their individual classes and struggled to get through the day. It wasn't until seventh period at Usagi's high school that things began to go terribly, terribly wrong.
Usagi sank into her assigned seat, her eyes already drooping sleepily. English with Haruna-sensei was NOT the most interesting subject in a long line of uninteresting subjects. She was almost asleep when Haruna-sensei called them all to attention.
"Listen up! This afternoon we will be beginning a new tutoring program in collaboration with the KO University. Each of you will be assigned a student tutor from the University and you will spend the next two weeks working in collaboration with them to learn the materials for your next exam," she explained carefully.
Usagi couldn't help perking up at that. The studying part was boring, but if she got a really cute college guy for her tutor, this could be a lot of fun! She giggled to herself and quickly drifted off into a daydream about what her gorgeous college tutor would look like, completely tuning out Haruna-sensei. She sighed happily as she imagined him.
'He'll be tall…with golden hair, and cheerful green eyes…and when he looks at me while we study…he'll realize I'm the most beautiful girl he's ever seen, and he'll sweep me off my feet and kiss me senseless!' she giggled, blushing furiously at the thought. 'He sounds just like Motoki-Onii-san!'
"Usagi Tsukino! Snap out of it!" Haruna-sensei snapped, smacking a ruler down on her desktop with a snap. "Listen to me! This is important for you to hear!"
Usagi blushed and nodded vigorously, "Yes, ma'am. Sorry Haruna-sensei."
Haruna-sensei merely rolled her eyes and moved on. "Now, I'm going to tell you the name of your assigned partners and you'll meet them out in the courtyard to go off for your first session." She began listing off pairs of names and Usagi listened eagerly, waiting to hear the name of her new study buddy, hoping that she would get a cute guy.
All her hopes crashed down around her when Haruna-sensei read the name attached to her own.
"Tsukino Usagi… Chiba Mamoru."
"WHAT!" Usagi howled. "No way! Not that jerkwad!"
Haruna-sensei glared at her. "Please sit down Tsukino-san."
"But—but Haruna-sensei! I can't be his partner…!" she pleaded. "He hates me! We'll kill each other!"
Haruna-sensei showed no sympathy. "I'm sorry, Tsukino-san, you're just going to have to get along for the next two weeks. Your partners have been chosen." She turned away and finished listing off the names as Usagi sank back into her desk in a horrified stupor. Things simply could not get any worse.
That was, they couldn't until she actually came face to face with him.
Mamoru was waiting for her outside in the courtyard clutching an umbrella over his head along with the other college students milling around and waiting for their study buddies in the light drizzle. Usagi's heart sank when their eyes met. He was NOT happy to see her. These were going to be the worst two weeks of her life. "Oy, Odango Atama!" he called. She cringed. And so the decent in to hell began. Little did she know what lay ahead of her.
She raised her gaze to his and glared out from beneath her coat hood. "Don't call me that, Mamoru-baka!"
He shoved a hand in his pocket, eyeing her boredly. "Don't expect me to start calling you by your name just because we're doing this ridiculous tutoring thing, Odango."
She puffed up angrily, "Oooh! How could I have gotten stuck with a jerk like you?"
"I could ask the same about getting stuck with a ditz like you. And I'm supposed to tutor you? Please. It's not even possible," he drawled.
Usagi felt her face heat up with embarrassment and anger. "Well then DON'T tutor me, you jerk, if it's that much of a hopeless case!"
He sighed. "I WOULDN'T if I could get out of it…but it's required," he said, scowling resentfully.
"Well, I'm sorry to be such a burden!" she shot, doing her best to fight the tears she could feel coming on. She was NOT going to cry for real in front of this jerk. They stood there for a few more minutes, simply staring at one another coldly.
"Well, come on. Let's get this over with," he finallymuttered and headed out of the school gates.
Usagi's eyes widened, "Wait! Where are we going!"
"To my apartment!" he called back over his shoulder.
Usagi squeaked. They were going to be alone in his apartment! "Why?" she cried, hurrying after him.
"Well, we have to study somewhere, Odango." He glanced back at her. "Hurry up and get under the umbrella already, would you? You're getting soaked."
Usagi paused for the briefest second. Mamoru concerned for her well-being? No…she must be misinterpreting him. She sped up and tucked herself beneath the umbrella beside him. Glancing up at him from the corner of her eye, she thought to herself, 'Well, he is really handsome… It's a pity he's a suchjerk and hates my guts.'She sighed, still blissfully unaware of how bad her day was really going to get.