Theme: #68 Thorns
Well ummm... this one isn't one of my favourites by far but I don't completely hate it so critique please!
Words: 265
Sailor Moon waved farewell to Sailor Mercury and Mars after a stereotypical battle. She was about to leave herself when a rose stuck in the ground caught her attention. She pulled it out with some difficulty and helt it up to inspect it by the light of a flickering lamp post. It was strange that something so beautiful could be so deadly. Then again, looks could be deceiving. Take Chiba Mamoru for example, he was nice to look at, even Usagi had to admit that, but as soon as he opened that arrogant mouth of his... Sailor Moon ran her finger down the smooth stem her thoughts turning to the former owner of the flower.
Tuxedo Kamen was everything she wanted in a man. He was strong, handsome, courageous and romantic. He would never make fun of her grades or make up stupid nicknames because of her hairstyle. Yes Tuxedo Kamen was perfect. But as Sailor Moon looked at her perfect rose dreaming about her perfect man she couldn't help but feel as if something was wrong. She wouldn't discover what was missing for many years later. As she lay cradled in Mamoru's arms listeningto him snore she realized that the her adolescent definition of perfect was far from actual perfection.
Without the thorn life, love and roses were not quite right. It was his flaws that made her realize just how much she loved her Mamo-chan. Usagi giggled as he gave off a particularly loud snort and snuggled even deeper in his embrace. Tomorrow she would invest in ear plugs...