Won't You Be My Sweetheart? By: Miriamele Rated: PG Email: short-stuff@ix.netcom.com *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hey, ya'll, just following the whole Valentines' story trend!! Heck, it's practically Usa and Mamo's holiday!! ^_^ I don't think anyone is reading "New Beginnings". I haven't gotten any feedback, so I'm actually thinking about discontinuing it if no one is interested. Seriously. So, show some love an email me!! short-stuff@ix.netcom.com I hope you like this story and remember the characters are sadly not mine. They belong to Mrs. Takeuchi, who is SOO incredibly talented!! I WILL grow up and genetically engineer myself a Mamo-chan!! Mwhahahah!! Gomen, ummm, here's the story..... Japanese Key Arigatou: Thank you Gomen: Sorry Hai: Yes ogenkidesu ka? : How are you? genki desu: I'm fine! baka: Idiot, stupid chibi: small fubuki: snowstorm iie: No do Itashimashite: your welcome dozoyorashiku: nice to meet you minna: everyone *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Deep in the heavy, dark night, a young man is working on his master plan. He gently bends over each small candy heart with such care, even a confectioner would be impressed. He works in silence, only stopping to occasionally brush his midnight locks out of his eyes. "I gotta get these cut..." His luminous sapphire eyes concentrate with such force as he silently adds his own touch to the sweet hearts before him. Tiny beads of sweat trickle down his face as he thinks about what he will actually go through with tomorrow. He is working hard because tomorrow is the day...the day he will win her heart...with his..... *~*~*~*~*~*~ I rolled over in my bed to face the nauseating day before me. Valentines' Day 2000. Yuck. I, Tsukino Usagi, Grade 9, vowed to try not to cry today. Why do I hate the big V-day? Is it the romantic couples sucking face in the street? The flowers and candies? The adorable little cards the kindergartners pass out? No. It's none of that. I get candies and cards and all that...but I've never really had a boyfriend. Shhh...Keep it down! No one really knows that and I'm trying to keep it quite. Lots of boys ask me out and give lots of stuff, you know? But...I don't like them back. My heart only belongs to one, but hey, I can't tell you that, I hardly know you yet! I feel kind of bad for refusing so many people, but I'd hurt them more by lying and going out with them anyway. Yep, that's my philosophy: Sometimes cruel, but fair in the long run. Just because I hate Valentines' Day doesn't mean I don't celebrate it though, I contemplated while pulling up my socks with little red and pink hearts. Off to school! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Calm. I CAN do this. I am so ready to do this....I'm scared outta my mind and I'm going to wuss out! 8:01. She should be coming around the corner any min- OUFF!!! "Watch it Odango!!" I yelled , as usual. I made sure that I dropped the package right where she would see it... "Outta my way, Mamoru-baka!! "Gotta go, Odango! Later!" "What...Why's he in such a-" BRINGGGGGGG!! "Oh no!! First bell!! Oh! what's this? I'll open it later!" Mission accomplished, now onto phase two.... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I wasn't able to open the little package until lunch break. After situating myself against my favorite oak, I opened the little envelope and several candy hearts fell into my hand. Food? I studied each one carefully, reading the little message on each one. To my amazement they formed an intelligent sentence! These hearts are sweet, just like you. Come to the park to find the next clue. Next clue? Candy hearts? Who.... BRIIINNGGGG I guess I'll have to wait until after school!! RATS!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ So far, so good. I saw her pick up the package. Did she like it or was my attempt at being romantic going to totally bomb and end up being lame? We'll see, I guess. To the park!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Freedom, I chanted, as I frantically galloped to the park. Stupid as this may sound, I actually though who ever was doing this did a good job because, for once, I was actually having fun. I screeched around the corner, preparing myself to see some hunky guy, only to come face-to-face with Umino! "Hi Usaaaagi!!" He droned in his squeaky voice. "Oh...um, hi Umino. Uhhhh... is there any particular reason you're in the park?" I asked, praying for a negative response. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ NOOOOOO!!! This is NOT happening to me!! That whiny little twerp is ruining my one chance!!! Aggghhh!! Why me? What will he say? *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Hai, Usagi" he said, blushing a little. 'Oh Kami no!' I thought, this is NOT happening to me. My one chance to meet a guy! "I'm meeting Naru here for a surprise date!" "Date...Naru...ohhh..Have fun Umino!" I chirped, now in better spirits, so, where's the next clue? "Sayonara, Umino!" "Ja ne, Usagi!" I walked over to the small fish pond near my favorite bench. I needed to think about all of this. There, on lily pad, was the purest of white roses and next to it was a small white envelope with pink hearts all over it. Again, it was full of intricately carved hearts that gave a message: Here's the second clue complete. I love you because you're very sweet. You will make my life complete. Come to the arcade if you'd like to meet. I know, that's kind of lame, but now I REALLY want to meet this guy!! I zoomed of to the arcade, leaving a trail of burnt grass behind me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Okay, so I'll admit it. I'm no poet, okay? Gosh.. I hope she doesn't think that was TOO lame! I tried, but I'm no Frost.. Only time will tell..am I ready? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I came to a whip-lash-like halt just inside the immaculate glass doors of the arcade. Panting, I scanned the area quickly. I looked up, feeling someone's eyes on me. I glanced just in time to see Andrew look at me and quietly stifle a chuckle. Was it Andrew? My major crush since like grade 5? Naw...this isn't his style, but then again, who's is it? "Hey, Usagi?" "Hai?" "Someone left this envelope here for you thi-" "Arigatou!" I shrieked, ripping it from his grasp. I carefully opened the envelope to reveal, once again, a handful of candy hearts. The message stated: Won't you be mine, my Valentine? Won't you be my sweetheart? Turn around to meet hearts. I turned around and my cerulean gaze clashed with his stormy blue. Those pesky midnight bangs had fallen into his eyes and I had the sudden urge to brush them out of his face. I reached out and his hand caught mine. "Usagi..." "Mamoru.." "I didn't-" "I was thinking- "You first" he said. "No...you." "Hai. Usagi...I've liked for a long, long time. I just haven't had the true guts to tell you. And I got this idea..with the hearts..and I know the poetry's really bad, but, I , well... Won't you be my sweetheart?" He said, holding out a dozen perfect red roses and a container of candy hearts. "Mamoru...this is incredible.." "How so.." he asked, confused. "Well this is really sweet. I was-" "Oh, well if you don't like them, I mean, I-" "Mamoru. I like you too. I have for a long, long time. Probably longer than you." "No, I've liked YOU longer." "Noo..I've liked you," I say, beginning to giggle. "Hey, let's just settle it and have a chocolate sundae, in honor of Valentines' Day, huh Usagi? "I'd love to" I chirp, reaching up to peck him on the cheek. "Good. But I'd like nothing more than a taste of you." he smiled and leaned down to kiss me full on the lips. In my later years, I've often thought back to that Valentines' Day. That kiss was the moment when I knew I would marry Mamoru and today is our twenty-fifth Valentines' Day together. And today I got a little envelope full of hearts with a tender message of true love: Sweetheart, I love you. THE END So, what'd ya think? I'm really, really, desperate for email, okay? I'm kina getting depressed. If you like it or even if you wanna flame it, please email me at short-stuff@ix.netcom.com Thanks to Kell for being there, even if it is only the net. Michael, if you're reading this! UGGHH!! I told you NOT to! Thanks to Moon Dragon for editing. Anyone need an editor? Contact me and I'll refer ya to Moon Dragon, she's great! Ja ne, minna!!