adoore1 asked: A jealous Mamoru he needs to know that someone else was trying to take Usagi away. I love all of your stories they are so much fun to read. I love the fact that in stories Usagi and Mamoru have a son as well.
A/N: Wow. Poor Mamoru eh? I think I previously wrote 2 more about jealous Mamorus, but you’ve got to dig through my previous posts. Please take this as a time where Minako is still in denial over her feelings for Kunzite. HAH and notice the italics and Bold! I got the com till I go sleep because hubby’s not at home.
“Hey wasn’t that Mr Chiba’s girlfriend?”
“Really? But that guy beside her is so hot! Where have I seen him before…”
The chattering of the girls next to his table only managed to boil his blood further as he kept his head low, trying to listen in on the conversation of the table behind him. Mamoru tried to reason with himself, but nothing was going to work if the girls kept going on and on about the “hot bishie” that his girlfriend was currently holding hands with.
Wait, What?
Did he just hear holding hands?
His heart sunk.
And his anger flared. No one. Absolutely no one had the right to take her away from him. She was his and no one else should even be in her eyes! The sunglasses disguised the murderous glint in his eyes and a sinister deep smile crossed his face. Plotting the “hot bishie” death, he waited till they were out of the café before he left himself.
With a few calls and help from Kunzite, he had found out the name, address and even the blood type of the guy who was with his love this afternoon. Kunzite had offered to help but Mamoru had refused, saying it was personal. Well, at the very most, it wouldn’t be too bad of a brawl.
Nothing he couldn’t handle.
The keys to his apartment turned in the lock and the door opened, revealing a flustered Usagi, her cheeks blushing. Did the guy do something to her? Angry thoughts ran through his head.
And then she smiled at him, her eyes clear that he was the only one she was seeing.
He felt guilty. He had plotted to kill the guy and yet here, she was, one smile, and all thoughts of murder left his head.
“Mamo-chan! I found the perfect guy for Mina-chan!”
“Huh? Wait that hot bishie was for Minako?” Realizing he had let the cat out of the bag, Mamoru clamped his hand over his mouth.
Shock crossed her face as she understood the meaning behind his words. “You mean, you spied on me?” Her voice was barely a whisper. “You don’t trust me?”
“No!” His voice sounded strangled. “It’s not that!” Mamoru watched as she gathered her things up from the couch, ready to leave the house. Regret washed over him and he caught hold of her arm before she could open the apartment’s door.
“Please.” Usagi eyed him angrily but she let him speak. ”I’m sorry I got jealous.” He pulled her closer to himself, kneeling down in front of her. ”I was about to kill him.”
Usagi’s heart relented. He didn’t get jealous very often, and this was one of the rare times he had admitted he was jealous out right. She kneeled down to face him and cradled his head into her chest. “Why did you get jealous? You always know I only love you, no matter what.”
“Because he held your hand? And that the girls beside my table kept saying that the guy looked hot?”
“He held my hand because I wanted to know how he would introduce himself to Mina-chan when he first meets her. Well, he was really dreamy looking, that was for sure.”
The pained expression on Mamoru’s face made her smile. Her hands caressed his cheeks, holding them firmly as she planted a kiss on his forehead.
“But my boyfriend is the dreamiest one of them all.”
