So here's something new. Tell me what you think:
“What do you think she’s dreaming about?”
“Who knows? Can’t believe she’s sleeping though. With all this food around you’d think she’d be stuffing her face. And then there are the video games…”
“Maybe she spent all last night studying for that test we had today.”
“Usagi and studying? I don’t think so. Plus there was the fight with a you-know-what last night. She probably went straight to bed afterward.”
“Yeah, sounds like Usagi.”
Mamoru sat in his usual spot sipping away on coffee, occasionally looking over at the group of girls gathered around the sleeping blonde.
Though it should have been no concern to him, he really couldn’t help but to wonder what put the Odango in dream mode. They had a routine – he and her – and everyday they followed that routine; she’d walk in, they’d argue, and then she’d take a stool and proceed to eating her weight in ice cream.
But today was different. She walked through the electronic doors, took a seat two stools away from his, and simply dozed into a deep sleep. Her friends soon gathered. And he couldn’t help listening in on their theories.
Odango was in a fight? He couldn’t imagine, and he doubted the ‘studying all night’ one. Not that he found her dumb. Even the Odango had her moments of genius. It was just after having once been struck on the head by her crumpled 32% test paper he found it hard to believe she ever had an all night study session.
Maybe today was just one of those days.
Usagi’s body began to shift. His eyes were once again locked on her sleeping figure.
“…more…please……more…” she started to moan, startling all those around. By this time everyone had their own thoughts as to what she could be dreaming of, some thoughts too dirty to voice.
“Sounds like she’s dreaming something dirty to me.”
“Hey she could be asking for more food – like cake or brownies.”
“Yeah, only Odango would moan like that for food.”
“Well I still think she’s moaning for… something else.”
Her pleas for more of the unknown continued to fill the ears of those near, including the ears of the dark haired man two seats away.
Before she could say more, Ami decided to wake her for her moans were beginning to attract unwanted attention. “Usagi…Usagi…” Ami called as she shook her friend’s shoulder.
“Mmmmhmm…… what…?” Usagi drowsily responded, still drifting from her previous state of rest as her mind slowly became aware of her surroundings.
“Usagi, what were you dreaming about?”
Her eyes finally focused, a confused expression began to form on her face, and then her eyes widened as if hit by realization. “What did I say?” she asked them in a panicked tone, only heightening their curiosity.
“Please and more over and over again” Minako answered with a mischievous grin. “Hot dream? Who was the guy?”
Usagi’s face then flushed a bright red.
“Usagi, seriously?!” Minako squealed.
“Minako stop it! She was probably just dreaming about food. Right Usagi?” asked Ami.
“Yeah, I was dreaming about… ice cream. Yum…” she said now licking her lips. “Um, I gotta go. See ya guys” she then raced out the arcade leaving behind a confused group of friends, but not before taking a quick glance towards Mamoru. A glance he didn’t fail to notice.