Hello, guys, I've decided to do another story! =w=);; A-anyway, this will be a collection of one-shots/drabbles like my other story of KHR one-shots. In short, it will be some nice Usagi-centric one-shots, and maybe some non-Usagi-centric ones. I'm not sure.

In conclusion, this is just a way for me to get used to writing again and whatnot, so please enjoy.
Thanks so much!

As this starts these one shots!
Enjoy!

Saturday Morning
Motoki/Usagi

It wasn't unusual for her to get up at this time; after all, it was only Saturday morning. She hummed to herself-quite softly, to add-as she prepared breakfast. Though it was probably known all around the world that she wrecked about anything she cooked, that was why she had prepared some Ready in three minutes Pancake that she had reluctantly bought from the supermarket. Motoki had always told her not to trust those things, but since she had already bought them, why not put them into use for the first time?

Really, she had seen those commercials on television about those amazing products that would be ready in a minute and she had the brains to determine whether that was real or not, though it was mainly because of Motoki that her sense of deciphering things became a little clearer. Just a little bit. Whether it be food or just healthy products, she'd turn the TV off whenever those commercials came on. It was far too tempting.

Being that she had finished breakfast, she gripped the fridge door and swung it open, grabbed the carton of milk before hesitantly closing the fridge door again. She had forgotten something, but the cold, brisk air persuaded her to closing it. Plus, she could always open it when she thought of what she was missing, exactly.

She poured the milk into the two cups as she heard shuffles in the room next to the kitchen. Motoki was awake. She hummed happily as she placed the plates and the cups and a man came shuffling into the kitchen.

"You're up early..."
The blond nodded happily. "After all, it is only just Saturday morning."
The sandy blond smiled as his arms circled her waist and held her protectively. "What's the special occasion?"
Usagi continued humming. "Mmm, no reason."
Motoki laughed.

After all, it was only Saturday morning...

Pfft, such a short drabble! =w=);;
Anyway, I'll be taking some requests if anyone wants them written, but if not, I'll be going on writing my own things. If anyone is going request anything, a note to not request any Mamoru/Usagi ones since I don't really do well with them =w=). Oh, and crossovers are welcome too! Ouch, how did this turn into a crossover fic? bwaaaa.

Night, everyone!