Title: Locker Love Author: Azn Angel Email: sakura_angel@excite.com Rated: PG Honey, I'm home! I'm back with chapter 3, BWAHAHAHA! I hope that all of you people like this chapter! I've been answering EVERY single email I got, just like I said I would! Remember, and this goes for every chapter or fic that I write, I'm NOT going to continue unless someone emails me! *rubs hands together* I shall get email, email, email! Heh, as you can see, I get most of my inspiration from all you guys who sent me feedback! *smiles a teary smile* You guys are so nice! This chapter is for all who emailed me! Thankies so much! ^_^ OH! OH YEAH! *waves arms around* Before I continue the story, I've got a nice little announcement to make. Don't worry, it'll be short and make you guys pretty happy. That is, if you actually like my story. Well, next week, I have school off! For ~5~ days! I'm SOO happy! And THAT means... more chapters! If someone emails me. But as long as someone does, expect 1, 2, maybe even 3 chapters out! And I'm thinking of a one-parter. So, look out for 'em! OK, enough of my rambling! Here's chapter 3! Disclaimer: Aww, do I have to? I do? No! Um, um, um, oh, all right! I don't own Sailor Moon. (*looks at watch* Where is that delivery guy with my Mamo-chan?!) ~*~*~*~* I was staring at Chiba Mamoru. 'Kami-sama, what did I do to deserve THIS?' Mamoru raised his eyebrow. (The eyebrow, the eyebrow, I HATE the eyebrow!) "Usagi, are you going to give me the papers?" he said slowly as if he were talking to a small child. I smiled sweetly at him. "Of course." I threw- er, HANDED, the papers to him, and turned away, muttering. OK, Usagi girl. Do NOT think about the baka behind you. Concentrate on the paper Yamasamu-sensei handed out. I put my name down, with my trademark bunny, and read the first line. 'Where do you live?' 1435 Moonlight Lake Blvd. 'Who do you live with?' Ikuko-mama, Kenji-papa, and Shingo-baka. What? My little brother IS a baka! 'Who is your favorite singer?' Faye Wong. That's easy. 'Who is your best friend?' I stopped. Who was my best friend? I thought about all the senshi, how Ami helped me all the time, how Rei and I secretly enjoy our fights and quarrels, how Makoto protected me from those a youma, how Minako and I have a bond... Finally, I put down Mizuno Ami, Hino Rei, Kino Makoto, and Aino Minako. 'What's your favorite food?' Odangos. What? Stop laughing! They're good! Just because that baka called me Odango Atama doesn't mean I can't like odangos, ne? 'What's your favorite school subject?' Lunch. Well, everything else is so boring, and in lunch you don't get grades, so, lunch! Well, I'm not crazy about food, but I'm not exactly crazy about grades either. (AN: *cough*) 'What's your favorite thing to do?' Ooh, this one has to be the easiest one. Hanging out with my friends, of course. 'What's your favorite book?' Figures he'd ask that question in a reading class. I wrote manga. Hee hee. It's got a cover, pages and words, so in my book, it's a book. (AN: Did anyone get that? Or should I quit doing this? *ponders for a second* Naah!) 'What's your favorite color?' Pink. I sighed, thinking about the beautiful color. (AN: Personally, I'm not quite fond of pink... *shrug* it's ok.) 'What's your favorite animal?' Bunnies! They're so cute and cuddly and furry and soft and cute and cuddly and furry and soft and... And the last question, 'Who is your idol?' My face broke into a smile, as I put down Sailor Moon. "OK, class." Yamasamu-sensei said. "Please pass all your papers to the front of your row." "Here you go, Odango." I heard in my right ear. I jumped a little, and turned around. "Shut up, baka." I muttered to him, snatching the papers from him. Grumbling, I passed them to Ami. As Yamasamu-sensei collected the papers, he shuffled them a little, taking some out as he flipped through them. "Now, I've taken all the girls out of the pile. There are only the boys remaining. I will pass these papers out to the girls. Whoever you get will be your partner for this year." 'The whole YEAR?!' I thought. 'Well, maybe I'll get paired up with a cute guy.' As I got mine, my eyes flickered to the top of the page. Chiba Mamoru. I blinked. No. No. This is NOT happening. I checked again, praying for a mistake. Oh, Kami, it was his name. There, in black ink and neat handwriting. I turned around reluctantly. "Hey, buddy." I said unenthusiastically. "I'm your new partner." He gave me a sardonic smile. "Great." he said, winking at me. "Grrr..." "OK, guys, come get your partner's paper." Yamasamu-sensei said. Mamoru got up, leaving me to think over the things I had recently done in order to receive such a punishment. Mamoru came back, holding my paper, reading it. "You like bunnies?" He said. "Yeah. You got a problem with it?" "And pink?" "So what?" He kept silent. I sighed, a headache already forming, when I started to read his ever-so-neat handwriting. WHOA! He lives at Rose Gardenia Apartments?! I may be new, but I knew that it was some pretty expensive place to live in! What do his parents do?! I shook my head of those thoughts and kept reading. He lives with no one? Maybe his parents send him money or something. His favorite singer is Grace Machihamu? Eh? I racked my brain, trying to remember the familiar name. Oh yeah, that female singer who's Dutch, I think. She sings really spiritial songs. Hmm, she was OK... but Faye Wong's better! His best friend is Furuhata Motoki? I've heard of him. He's the guy Minako has a crush on. Well, well, well, how things turn out. His favorite food is odangos, too? He better not be mocking my hair again... Kami-sama, this guy likes Math! Well, Ami does, too, but that's AMI! She's a genius! Mamoru doesn't strike me as the intelligent type. He likes to read. Wow. *yawn* His favorite book is 'The Scientific Study of National Physics'? O-o-oK, I'm not going to ask. His favorite color is black. It fits him perfectly. I really see him as the serious type, especially after what I just read. He likes fish. Fish. All they do is swim around. (AN: But they're pretty!) And his idol is... Sailor Moon? I blushed. "Why do you like Sailor Moon?" I asked him, looking up to find him looking at me. "Why do you?" I was surprised, not expecting something like that. "Well... she's cool, and pretty, and brave, and she has a really cute hairstyle." "In other words, you got your hairstyle from Sailor Moon." "NO! I had it first!" "Whatever." I quickly changed the subject. "So why do you like her?" "She is really beautiful, and very courageous, and she has a true spirit." I blushed again, at his words. He thought I was beautiful? No, just as Sailor Moon. Wait a sec, why do I care?! 'Because you like him!' a little voice in my head said, repeating what Makoto said. I shook my head. Sure, he was cute. Very cute. Downright dreamy. But that doesn't mean I like him! (AN: Yeah, Usagi, just keep tellin' that to yourself.) "OK, everyone, please listen up, you're getting your first assignment here." I groaned a little. "You and your partner will have to do a report on eachother. It is due at the end of the week. It must be 2 pages long, typed. It can include any information about that person. Remember, this is your first mark, so work hard." Oh no, now I have to do a report on the baka? I was horrified. "C'mon, Usagi, let's start. We only have 10 minutes left of class." I snapped out of my reverie, and narrowed my eyes at the baka. "OK, OK, don't get all worried." "I was thinking that we could meet at your house to start our project?" "What?!" I exclaimed. "No way! And who put you in charge?" He sighed. "Listen, Usagi, we've only got 5 days to get as much information on eachother as possible, and I have a hint that you won't cooperate very easily, and your place is closer to the school then mine." I opened my mouth, then closed it again. It was true. "Fine," I said sheepishly. "I'll meet you at the sakura tree in front of the school." "OK," Mamoru said. "I'll see you there. But, then again, I'll probably see you before that, since we have lockers next to eachother." I was about to reply when the bell rang. Oh, goodie, the next class I have is science. Great. I wonder who my sensei is. ~*~*~*~* I raced to the sakura tree. 'Oh, man, I'm late!' I was caught up with my locker combo, because it was stuck. I had finally got it open and stuffed in my things, and now I was running to meet Mamoru. It had not been a good day. Turns out I have 6 out of 9 classes with Mamoru. I had no lunch, but luckily Mako-chan packed enough food for her and myself to eat. P.E. was exhausting, but I still managed OK, due to the fact I got exercise with the senshi. And I had Math homework, to top it all off! Nope, not a good day at all. Up ahead I spotted Mamoru. I called his name. "Mam- o- ru!" I said, gasping for air. He turned to look at me. "Late, Odango?" He said as I fell at his feet. "What *gasp* does it *choke* look like?" "It looks like you just ran a marathon." "Ha *gasp* ha, very funny." "I know it was." I had started to breath normaly by then, and made a quick comeback. "Gee, Mamoru, you don't exactly have any respect for a lady." "Who said so?" He took my hand, and pulled me up. "Come on, I have to be home by 4." I quickly pulled my hand from his warm grasp. We walked towards my home in silence. As we arrived at my house, he came in, looking at the pictures on our wall. "Is that you?" he asked pointing to a baby picture of me. "Yeah." I said, distracted with my shoe. "You look cute." I looked up at him, a blush staining my cheeks. But he was already looking at another picture of Shingo. I cleared my throat, and started up the stairs. "C'mon." I called over my shoulder. "My room's this way." I opened the door. "Whoa," Mamoru said. "You weren't kidding when you said you liked pink." I could understand. My walls were pink, my lampshade, my bedsheets... I spotted Luna in the corner, napping, and smiled to myself. That little hairball is always telling me I sleep to much, and yet she's the one who's asleep all the time. I sat down on the floor. "Well, I'd like to start with a little-" Two peices of paper appeared in front of me. "Here," he said, sitting across from me. "I've made a little sheet of basic info of me. And I've got one for you to fill out, too." I picked one up, reading it over. Born in Sakiko, Japan. Parents Tamai and Tomiyu Chiba. Birthday August 3. Blood type A. Dang, he's thorough! I quickly scanned over the rest of the page. "Is that enough info?" he asked. I glanced over at him. "Yeah, pretty much. I need a few more things, though." "Shoot." (AN: Ah! Ya got me! Ya got me! x_x) "Well, what was your most meaningful moment?" He looked at me, surprised. "Well, I guess it would have to be when I... got my car?" "What?!" I asked, making a strange face. "Your car?! What's so special about your CAR?!" 'Gee, isn't he sentimental.' "Hey!" He said defensively. "It's a sleek black BMW. I love my car." "O...K..." I said, jotting that down. "What are you scared of?" He looked at me sharply. "What does that have to do with this?" "Just answer the question!" He was silent for a moment, then said quietly, "Needles." "Needles?!" I said, quite surprised. "They're so sharp, and they could hurt anyone really bad." "Mamoru, a rock could hurt anyone badly." I said, amused at his fear. He rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean." "OK, just several more things..." "Sorry, I've got to go." He said, interrupting me. "But I'll come back tomorrow, OK?" "Wait, you can't, tomorrow my mom is doing some housework." He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Fine, we'll go to my apartment tomorrow." "OK," I agreed, confused by the tone of his voice. "Your place." "I'll let myself out. Ja ne, Usagi." "Ja ne, Mamoru." I said, watching his broad back leave my room. ~*~*~*~* That night I had another dream. I expected it to be the one with my mother in it, since I had been having that dream ever since I was Sailor Moon, but this one was different... *Dream* It starts out like the other one, a handsome man walking by my side, me in a beautiful white and gold dress, with a nice floral background. Only this time, the man's arm was around me. "Princess, you look very beautiful tonight." he murmured in my hair. I smiled and blushed. "Please, you're just saying that." "Now, would I lie to a princess as lovely as you?" I scooted closer to him. "I don't know, would you?" I said teasingly. "Why, Princess," he said, feigning hurt. "Do you not know me as well as I thought you did?" "Hmm, I'm not sure..." I replied back. "Why you little..." he said. "I'll teach you to pretend." He started to nibble my ear gently. I quickly pulled away. "Hey, that tickles!" I giggled, rubbing my ear. He pulled me back into his arms, taking my hand away from my ear. "Now, Princess, you shouldn't run away from me." He softly kissed the tip of my fingers, then kissed me fully on the lips. I sighed in the gentle kiss. "Endymion..." *End Dream* ~*~*~*~* Well, that's the end of Chapter 3! Again, not exactly a cliffhanger, but a nice romantic touch to finish it off! Tell me what you think! I'd love a comment, an idea, anything! Remember my little rule... ^_^ sakura_angel@excite.com Azn Angel 100% Azn, 90% Angel