Electronic Collision (Sailor Moon; Seiya/Usagi; #16)
Title: Electronic Collision
Author: seikochan
Pairing: Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon) x Seiya Kou (Sailor Star Fighter)
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
Theme: #16. invincible; unrivaled
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Tsukino Usagi, Seiya Kou, and any of the other characters that drop into this drabble do not belong to me, but to the wondrous Naoko Takeuchi. The closest thing would probably be the few pieces of merchandise from my childhood, and I've either outgrown or lost most of them now. ;o; Table of other Kisses for this pairing.
"Hullo, Motoki-kuuuuuun!"
The young man looked up from the milkshake glass he was wiping to grin at the cheery blonde girl as she bounced over to the counter, hopping up on a chair and shrugging off her backpack. "Good afternoon, Usagi-chan. The usual?" he asked.
"Yes, please!" she smiled brightly, swinging her legs as she watched him fix up her favorite order. The Fruits Parlor Parade was a mini-mountain of vanilla ice cream covered in hot fudge and syrup, topped by a strawberry peak with whipped cream for good measure, and ever since the day they announced it, it had been Usagi's regular dessert at the café (calories be damned).
Motoki set the finished product in front of the girl and Usagi squealed in delight. "Itadakimasu!" she chirped out, digging into the delicious confection.
The waiter grinned at her rapturous expression, used to the girl's reactions to food. "I take it you'll be playing downstairs after this?" he said.
"You know me too well, Motoki-kun!" Usagi managed to say around a mouthful of ice cream.
He laughed and stepped out from behind the counter, heading over to a recently-vacated table to clear it up for the next batch of customers. The schoolgirl hummed happily to herself, devouring spoonful after spoonful of the dessert. She finished the treat quickly, setting the empty glass aside. She gathered up her things and flounced past Motoki to rush to the arcade downstairs.
All was well, until a piercing shriek broke through the mellow atmosphere of the parlor. Motoki dropped his cleaning rag and rushed downstairs, feet pounding to the time of his racing heartbeat. He skidded to a stop in front of Usagi's favorite Sailor V machine, finding the blonde girl staring at the screen in shock.
"What's wrong, Usagi?" the young man practically yelled, his eyes darting from the girl to the machine, wondering if it had blown up in her face or something to that effect.
To his surprise, the girl turned her head to face him, tears rolling down her cheeks in fat drops. "M-M-Motoki-kun ... Someone beat my high scoooore!!!" she wailed, stamping her feet childishly as she slumped forward to lean onto the machine, weeping into her arms.
The waiter blinked, and crept over to the machine. The top 5 scores were displayed on the screen, numbers 2 to 5 occupied with "USA" along with the digits representing her points. However, the number one spot, usually and proudly occupied by Usagi's highest score, had been replaced by an even higher one.
"SKO", Motoki breathed out, reading the letters that represented the unknown scorer's name. They seemed to blare out arrogantly at the viewer, challenging someone, anyone, to try and beat it. Usagi broke into a fresh round of sobs.
~*~
Three weeks later, Tsukino Usagi marched to Crown determinedly, her pocket weighed down reassuringly with money she had managed to wheedle out of her mother after hours of whining. Today was the day she would beat that horrible "SKO" - for good!
Perhaps it might have been more convincing had she not said the same thing each time she returned to Crown after that fateful day. After ordering an emergency strawberry milkshake, Usagi had gotten out of her funk and beaten the pants off of that score. To her dismay, each time she returned, SKO had bested her again, and she would have to play over and over to top the new high score.
The girl reached Fruits Parlor Crown, stomping into the café and hopping up on a chair. A red-clad young man sat two seats away, but she paid him no attention, dropping her backpack into the seat next to her and ordering her usual Fruits Parlor Parade.
As Motoki fixed up the dessert, she let her eyes wander over to the boy next to her. He was wearing sunglasses (how odd, since they were inside and all) and was slowly consuming a - a Fruits Parlor Parade? Just like hers?
Usagi was stunned for a while, surprised that someone else would order her favorite and eat it so close to her. Golden brows furrowed, surreptitiously moving down to look at his briefcase. The neat cursive writing wasn't obvious right away, but if Usagi stared a little, she eventually made out the "Seiya Kou" stamped neatly on the front.
"Seiya Kou ..."
"S. Kou ..."
"SKO ..."
... !!!
"You!!!" Usagi sputtered irately, pointing a finger at him. The boy looked up from his dessert at the sound of her voice, and turned his head to regard her in surprise. Words of shock, fury and indignation became stuck in her throat, and her stammers continued for a while, causing him to stare at her strangely from behind the tinted lenses.
"You're the one that keeps beating my high score!" she finally shrieked, setting her hands firmly on her hips so she could glare at him.
His face (or what she could see of it) smoothed out into an amused look. "You're USA?" he asked, lips stretching out into a grin and flashing a full set of pearly white teeth. Usagi wouldn't let herself be distracted so easily, though.
"Yes! Why do you keep playing on my machine? Don't you know how hard I played to build up those top 5 rankings? I had to dig into my emergency funds, and I only use those when Mama forgets to restock the pantry! Who do you think you are, beating my score just like -!"
"Shh, or you'll have everyone looking at us!" he hushed her, and she saw his eyes dart quickly to the other patrons from behind the tinted lenses of his sunglasses. When he saw that no one was actually staring at them, he sighed in relief. 'They must be used to her screaming,' he thought offhandedly.
He returned his attention to the blonde girl, who had crossed her arms over her chest and was now regarding him warily. "Well? Aren't you going to answer?" she demanded, blue eyes flashing darkly as her lips pulled down into a scowl.
Seiya huffed exasperatedly (didn't she know she was prettier when she smiled?) and with a flourish, removed his sunglasses. With a clever flick of his hand, the glasses folded together, and he tucked them into the breast pocket of his suit. Once they were out of the way, he lifted his chin proudly at the young woman, fluffing his bangs out before flashing a winning smile at her.
To his dismay, she remained apathetic, if not slightly confused. Resignedly, he straightened up and reached out a hand. "Seiya Kou, lead vocalist of the Three Lights," he introduced himself, the corners of his lips lifting up just a little more than usual - perhaps she would recognize him then. He was disappointed when no sign of recognition appeared on her face - just grudging acceptance as she shook his hand in return.
"Tsukino Usagi, high school student at Juuban High," she returned, albeit a little bit grumpily. She returned to her seat, her gaze less mistrusting than it had been moments ago. "So, what's a band guy like you doing, playing video games all day? Aren't you supposed to be practicing or getting famous or something?"
He almost choked on his next spoonful of ice cream - oh, if only she knew exactly how famous the Three Lights were - but calmed down quickly. "Well, even a super idol like me needs some rest time. Just so happens that I find Sailor V relaxing," he winked.
Usagi puffed her cheeks out in annoyance. "I can't believe that of all that machines you could have played on, you chose my favorite," she almost-whined.
Seiya laughed, reaching out to poke one of her cheeks. "Well, it was the one with the highest score. I play to win, Odango, and if I'm going to go for the top score, I might as well play on the one with the best score, right?"
The blonde girl rose up indignantly, clearly intending to argue another point, but the cheerful chirping of his phone cut her off. Seiya dug into his pants pocket and fished out the red cell phone, while Usagi tried to remember where she had heard that tone before - the radio? Television?
"Yo, Seiya here!" the boy greeted the caller. Whoever it was seemed to be scolding Seiya, judging from the way the red-clad singer winced guiltily.
"Y-yeah, okay - aw, come on, I just went out for a quick game! ... What? Well, he's one to talk, considering you could watch three full-length films before he gets out of the shower! ... No, I am not making excuses aga- What the hell? Don't send a driver! I can make it back on my own! ... I promise not to wander off again. Yeah. Yeah. I'll be there in half an hour ... No, I am not picking up a tub of mint chocolate ice cream for him. It's a wonder why we aren't rolling him around yet. Mm, I'll see you. Yeah, bye."
Usagi had to bite down on her lower lip to keep from laughing at the boy. His handsome face was twisted into a dejected expression, making him look like a child who had been told that it was naptime already, and no, he wasn't allowed any playtime extensions.
"I have to go now, Odango. Apparently, my bandmates can't practice without me leading the songs," he said, a cocky grin replacing the light frown.
Usagi rolled her eyes exasperatedly. "Oh, yeah, run off now and completely forget that you practically took over my favorite machine. It's not like I worked hard to get those high scores, oh, no, not at all -"
Seiya quickly scooped up a spoonful of his Fruits Parlor Parade, taking advantage of Usagi's open mouth to shove the dessert inside. She blinked bewilderedly at the idol through a mouthful of ice cream and strawberry. He grinned widely at her before standing up, putting his sunglasses back on with the same dramatic gestures he used to take them off. "Bye, Odango!" he said, cheekily blowing her a kiss before striding out of the parlor.
It was only after Usagi had swallowed the portion of the confection (many seconds after the doors had closed behind Seiya) that she realized what he had done.
"THAT SEIYA! I CAN'T BELIEVE HE LEFT ME WITH THE BILL!"
Author: seikochan
Pairing: Tsukino Usagi (Sailor Moon) x Seiya Kou (Sailor Star Fighter)
Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
Theme: #16. invincible; unrivaled
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Tsukino Usagi, Seiya Kou, and any of the other characters that drop into this drabble do not belong to me, but to the wondrous Naoko Takeuchi. The closest thing would probably be the few pieces of merchandise from my childhood, and I've either outgrown or lost most of them now. ;o; Table of other Kisses for this pairing.
"Hullo, Motoki-kuuuuuun!"
The young man looked up from the milkshake glass he was wiping to grin at the cheery blonde girl as she bounced over to the counter, hopping up on a chair and shrugging off her backpack. "Good afternoon, Usagi-chan. The usual?" he asked.
"Yes, please!" she smiled brightly, swinging her legs as she watched him fix up her favorite order. The Fruits Parlor Parade was a mini-mountain of vanilla ice cream covered in hot fudge and syrup, topped by a strawberry peak with whipped cream for good measure, and ever since the day they announced it, it had been Usagi's regular dessert at the café (calories be damned).
Motoki set the finished product in front of the girl and Usagi squealed in delight. "Itadakimasu!" she chirped out, digging into the delicious confection.
The waiter grinned at her rapturous expression, used to the girl's reactions to food. "I take it you'll be playing downstairs after this?" he said.
"You know me too well, Motoki-kun!" Usagi managed to say around a mouthful of ice cream.
He laughed and stepped out from behind the counter, heading over to a recently-vacated table to clear it up for the next batch of customers. The schoolgirl hummed happily to herself, devouring spoonful after spoonful of the dessert. She finished the treat quickly, setting the empty glass aside. She gathered up her things and flounced past Motoki to rush to the arcade downstairs.
All was well, until a piercing shriek broke through the mellow atmosphere of the parlor. Motoki dropped his cleaning rag and rushed downstairs, feet pounding to the time of his racing heartbeat. He skidded to a stop in front of Usagi's favorite Sailor V machine, finding the blonde girl staring at the screen in shock.
"What's wrong, Usagi?" the young man practically yelled, his eyes darting from the girl to the machine, wondering if it had blown up in her face or something to that effect.
To his surprise, the girl turned her head to face him, tears rolling down her cheeks in fat drops. "M-M-Motoki-kun ... Someone beat my high scoooore!!!" she wailed, stamping her feet childishly as she slumped forward to lean onto the machine, weeping into her arms.
The waiter blinked, and crept over to the machine. The top 5 scores were displayed on the screen, numbers 2 to 5 occupied with "USA" along with the digits representing her points. However, the number one spot, usually and proudly occupied by Usagi's highest score, had been replaced by an even higher one.
"SKO", Motoki breathed out, reading the letters that represented the unknown scorer's name. They seemed to blare out arrogantly at the viewer, challenging someone, anyone, to try and beat it. Usagi broke into a fresh round of sobs.
~*~
Three weeks later, Tsukino Usagi marched to Crown determinedly, her pocket weighed down reassuringly with money she had managed to wheedle out of her mother after hours of whining. Today was the day she would beat that horrible "SKO" - for good!
Perhaps it might have been more convincing had she not said the same thing each time she returned to Crown after that fateful day. After ordering an emergency strawberry milkshake, Usagi had gotten out of her funk and beaten the pants off of that score. To her dismay, each time she returned, SKO had bested her again, and she would have to play over and over to top the new high score.
The girl reached Fruits Parlor Crown, stomping into the café and hopping up on a chair. A red-clad young man sat two seats away, but she paid him no attention, dropping her backpack into the seat next to her and ordering her usual Fruits Parlor Parade.
As Motoki fixed up the dessert, she let her eyes wander over to the boy next to her. He was wearing sunglasses (how odd, since they were inside and all) and was slowly consuming a - a Fruits Parlor Parade? Just like hers?
Usagi was stunned for a while, surprised that someone else would order her favorite and eat it so close to her. Golden brows furrowed, surreptitiously moving down to look at his briefcase. The neat cursive writing wasn't obvious right away, but if Usagi stared a little, she eventually made out the "Seiya Kou" stamped neatly on the front.
"Seiya Kou ..."
"S. Kou ..."
"SKO ..."
... !!!
"You!!!" Usagi sputtered irately, pointing a finger at him. The boy looked up from his dessert at the sound of her voice, and turned his head to regard her in surprise. Words of shock, fury and indignation became stuck in her throat, and her stammers continued for a while, causing him to stare at her strangely from behind the tinted lenses.
"You're the one that keeps beating my high score!" she finally shrieked, setting her hands firmly on her hips so she could glare at him.
His face (or what she could see of it) smoothed out into an amused look. "You're USA?" he asked, lips stretching out into a grin and flashing a full set of pearly white teeth. Usagi wouldn't let herself be distracted so easily, though.
"Yes! Why do you keep playing on my machine? Don't you know how hard I played to build up those top 5 rankings? I had to dig into my emergency funds, and I only use those when Mama forgets to restock the pantry! Who do you think you are, beating my score just like -!"
"Shh, or you'll have everyone looking at us!" he hushed her, and she saw his eyes dart quickly to the other patrons from behind the tinted lenses of his sunglasses. When he saw that no one was actually staring at them, he sighed in relief. 'They must be used to her screaming,' he thought offhandedly.
He returned his attention to the blonde girl, who had crossed her arms over her chest and was now regarding him warily. "Well? Aren't you going to answer?" she demanded, blue eyes flashing darkly as her lips pulled down into a scowl.
Seiya huffed exasperatedly (didn't she know she was prettier when she smiled?) and with a flourish, removed his sunglasses. With a clever flick of his hand, the glasses folded together, and he tucked them into the breast pocket of his suit. Once they were out of the way, he lifted his chin proudly at the young woman, fluffing his bangs out before flashing a winning smile at her.
To his dismay, she remained apathetic, if not slightly confused. Resignedly, he straightened up and reached out a hand. "Seiya Kou, lead vocalist of the Three Lights," he introduced himself, the corners of his lips lifting up just a little more than usual - perhaps she would recognize him then. He was disappointed when no sign of recognition appeared on her face - just grudging acceptance as she shook his hand in return.
"Tsukino Usagi, high school student at Juuban High," she returned, albeit a little bit grumpily. She returned to her seat, her gaze less mistrusting than it had been moments ago. "So, what's a band guy like you doing, playing video games all day? Aren't you supposed to be practicing or getting famous or something?"
He almost choked on his next spoonful of ice cream - oh, if only she knew exactly how famous the Three Lights were - but calmed down quickly. "Well, even a super idol like me needs some rest time. Just so happens that I find Sailor V relaxing," he winked.
Usagi puffed her cheeks out in annoyance. "I can't believe that of all that machines you could have played on, you chose my favorite," she almost-whined.
Seiya laughed, reaching out to poke one of her cheeks. "Well, it was the one with the highest score. I play to win, Odango, and if I'm going to go for the top score, I might as well play on the one with the best score, right?"
The blonde girl rose up indignantly, clearly intending to argue another point, but the cheerful chirping of his phone cut her off. Seiya dug into his pants pocket and fished out the red cell phone, while Usagi tried to remember where she had heard that tone before - the radio? Television?
"Yo, Seiya here!" the boy greeted the caller. Whoever it was seemed to be scolding Seiya, judging from the way the red-clad singer winced guiltily.
"Y-yeah, okay - aw, come on, I just went out for a quick game! ... What? Well, he's one to talk, considering you could watch three full-length films before he gets out of the shower! ... No, I am not making excuses aga- What the hell? Don't send a driver! I can make it back on my own! ... I promise not to wander off again. Yeah. Yeah. I'll be there in half an hour ... No, I am not picking up a tub of mint chocolate ice cream for him. It's a wonder why we aren't rolling him around yet. Mm, I'll see you. Yeah, bye."
Usagi had to bite down on her lower lip to keep from laughing at the boy. His handsome face was twisted into a dejected expression, making him look like a child who had been told that it was naptime already, and no, he wasn't allowed any playtime extensions.
"I have to go now, Odango. Apparently, my bandmates can't practice without me leading the songs," he said, a cocky grin replacing the light frown.
Usagi rolled her eyes exasperatedly. "Oh, yeah, run off now and completely forget that you practically took over my favorite machine. It's not like I worked hard to get those high scores, oh, no, not at all -"
Seiya quickly scooped up a spoonful of his Fruits Parlor Parade, taking advantage of Usagi's open mouth to shove the dessert inside. She blinked bewilderedly at the idol through a mouthful of ice cream and strawberry. He grinned widely at her before standing up, putting his sunglasses back on with the same dramatic gestures he used to take them off. "Bye, Odango!" he said, cheekily blowing her a kiss before striding out of the parlor.
It was only after Usagi had swallowed the portion of the confection (many seconds after the doors had closed behind Seiya) that she realized what he had done.
"THAT SEIYA! I CAN'T BELIEVE HE LEFT ME WITH THE BILL!"