Chapter One

"DON'T TOUCH THAT! DONT UNZIP THAT!"

"I've found it!"

The words rang loudly through the Crown Arcade, and everyone not involved turned quickly towards the bickering pair, eyes alit with curiosity at the spectacle. They had been waiting for another Usagi and Mamoru fight all day, and finally their wishes were fulfilled! The first, a blonde haired girl was hidden from view by the second, an older, dark haired man. There was a collective thought of "what are those two doing?" as they all realised where the girl was placed.

From their view, it looked as though the girl had her head between the man's legs.

'Uh-oh! This is bad, why do they all that have look on their faces?' Usagi thought worriedly, before she looked up, realised where she was situated and screamed:

"AHHHHH! NO, NO, NO! GROSS!!!!"

Mamoru looked down, smirking at her "I think you should move now, Odango Atama, people might get ideas. And… HEY, GIVE ME BACK MY WALLET!"

Usagi scrambled away from Mamoru, and his unfortunately placed legs, ducking underneath his stood and emerging victorious, holding up her prize to the astonished public: Mamoru's wallet.

He looked over and panicked, she was looking through it eagerly, and there were things in there that were supposed to stay hidden! He grabbed at her, but Usagi jumped out of the way, teasing as she escaped his clutches.

"Nyah nyah, I got your wallet…. Oooh, what's this? A-hah! I knew you would have a lot of cash in here! Hey, wait... what IS this?" She said as she dodged out of his grip, "HEY! What are you doing with pictures of ME in here?" The blonde pulled at least a dozen pictures of herself from his wallet and raced over to put them on the table where the girls were sitting. Mamoru desperately tried to grab the damning evidence but the girls, Ami, Makoto, Rei and Minako, kept pulling them out of his reach.

"Omigosh! Usagi, Mamoru's STALKING you!" Minako squealed, sharing a horror struck look with her blonde friend, "It's like something from 'I Know What You Did Last Summer!"

Ami gave Minako a perturbed look, "I don't think Mamoru is going to try and kill her though, Mina-chan," the girls all just shrugged it off, they were used to Minako's propensity for mixing up idioms.

Now the whole Arcade was really interested, this was much more exciting than one of those normal fights where they screamed "Baka" and "Idiot" at each other until one of them stalked away, this had all the potential of turning into a physical fight! Motoki walked over to the table under the guise of 'keeping the peace', when in reality he was really just trying to sticky-beak on this latest development in the Usagi and Mamoru romance so that he could tell the betting group about it. He was shocked to discover the rather risqué photo's Mamoru had in his possession; he had known Mamoru was hiding something in that plain, black leather wallet, but he hadn't seen this coming!

"Whoah, Mamoru, buddy. This is going a bit far don't you think? I mean, we all know you like the girl but, pictures of her in her ROOM?" Motoki gave his best friend a shocked look. The owner of the Arcade was amazed, this wasn't quite what he had meant by "go out and just get a picture of her" when they'd been talking about Mamoru's love of staring at the beautiful teenager!

Well, to say the least, Usagi and her friends were shocked: they were gabbling over the assorted pictures, which showed Usagi over a series of months.

"Well Usagi, it could be worse, you could be… I don't know, permanently attached to him or something," commented Rei, gazing at the biggest photograph – Usagi staring out her bedroom window with a wistful gaze on her face, wearing her pyjamas and clutching a teddy bear. It was folded in half several times and showed the crease lines from that, in fact it looked rather warn, like it had been taken out of the wallet a few times.

"Yeah, that'd be hell, ugh. Here's hoping that never happens," shuddered Usagi, gathering the photos to her, "Well I think I'll take these photos. I mean, they are of me, and how can I know what sort of yucky things this hentai was doing with them?"

"NOOOO!" Yelled Mamoru, clutching at Usagi and the photographs in desperation, and unable to reach her because of Motoki's quick-thinking grasp, holding him back. "You can't do this to me!!!!!!"

"All the more reason for me to take them then, isn't it?" Usagi asked Minako wickedly, her cerulean eyes shining brightly as she contemplated the many ways she could blackmail her enemy with these.

"Yup, after this I think he deserves to be tortured," replied Minako, nodding with an equally wicked grin, watching gleefully as Mamoru sunk to the ground and out of Motoki's crushing bear hug, his head in his hands.

There was a long silence, as Usagi, her friends, Motoki and Mamoru contemplated this development (the rest of the Arcade had long since returned to their former activities), staring at the photographs in Usagi's arms. Then, Mamoru's head looked up suddenly, staring at the blonde once more:

"Hey, give me back my wallet! I need that money!"

"Oh, alright. You can have it…" Usagi's voice was hesitant, and she sighed as she returned the necessary items. "… but I was serious about taking these photos. Oh, and I want to know how you got them! NOW!" She threw the wallet to the floor in front of Mamoru, glaring down at her nemesis. "And it had better be a good explanation Mamoru-baka!"

Mamoru stood up hestitantly, afraid one of Usagi's friends, most likely Rei or Makoto, would do him serious bodily harm for having those photos in his wallet. Her friends really were too overprotective of their small friend. He was about ready to give Usagi a proper answer, but the little voice in his head cautioned against it:

"Mamoru-baka! If you tell her, you'll be living up to that name you hate! This is really not the time to confess that little sin! I mean, she's only sixteen and you're nineteen, that's illegal in any country. Plus, Tsukino Kenji is infamous for his protectiveness of that little one, do you really want to die so young?"

Mamoru's eyes widened, and he quickly looked for an escape. Finding one, the dark-haired man spoke slowly, drawing out his words as the voice in his head told him to run, and run quickly.

"Well… you see… Odango..."

There it was! The exit! Move move move move move! And Mamoru high-tailed it out of there, bolting through the crowd and onto the street, his running skills finally coming in handy in real life.

"HE IS DEAD THE MINUTE I SEE HIM!" Usagi screamed at the top of her lungs, running after him half-heartedly before glaring at the place she had last seen him.

"MAMORU-BAKA, YOU GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT AND GIVE ME A PROPER ANSWER!" Usagi stopped and sighed, knowing it was no use, and trudged back into the Arcade, staring down at the floor as she re-entered, spotting something valuable.

"Hey, he left his wallet on the ground!" Usagi giggled as she realised she further possibilities of having his wallet plus the photographs, "Ooooh, this could be fun! Teehee! I know exactly what to do with this!"

Edited as of 12/2/07.