Hello

Final Word Count: 400 words

.i do not own sailor moon.

It was a simple meeting. Motoki had told him that he'd had a friend he wanted to introduce him to at the New Years Eve party. Had told him that he needed to find a girlfriend, so he'd stop being such a stick in the mud. Mamoru had resented that; he was not a stick in the mud, thank you very much. But he did relent eventually, and now here he was, waiting with Motoki for their dates to arrive.

"Are you excited to meet my friend?"

"Should I be?"

"Oh come on Mamoru, don't be that way. This is exactly why I said you need a girlfriend. You're no fun."

Mamoru simply rolled his eyes, azure hues glancing down at the watch that rest upon his wrist. It was a quarter till seven. Motoki's girlfriend, Reika, should be arriving soon with this girl the blond was hellbent on introducing him to. Once they were introduced, they would be seated at their table and enjoy a nice dinner. Motoki had made him promise to be as nice as he possibly could. Mamoru had promised he would try, but he made no guarantees.

Ten more minutes passed before they could hear girlish laughter and the clicking of heels approaching the duo. He didn't bother looking up right away, finding an email about the hospital's upcoming charity ball more interesting until Motoki turned to him. The woosh of air that brushed his skin had been the indicator that the elder man wanted his attention again.

"And this is my friend, Mamoru Chiba. He's currently working on his residency at the hospital. I think he's got about a year or so to go, right Mamoru?"

"That's right," Mamoru answered as he glanced up.

The second he did, he thought he was going to go into cardiac arrest. Motoki's friend was probably the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen in his life. Her long, platinum blond, almost white hair fell in soft barrel curls against her back and shoulders. Her cerulean eyes were bright and inviting, complimenting her heart shaped face.

"…and this is Usagi Tsukino," he heard Motoki finish. Mamoru wasn't sure what he'd said before that, but it didn't matter. "This is the friend that I was telling you about."

Mamoru simply swallowed thickly before muttering, quite lamely, "Hello."

He was positive he'd never felt so tight throated before in his life.

it's been a while, eh? so sorry for my lack of updates. i just haven't been feeling this story very much aannndddddddd, i kinda lost the notebook that had all the themes written in them. and my smart self managed to delete the emails that i sent to my friends who are also doing the 100 theme challenge. meh. guess i'd better come up with 68 more themes so i can finish this up lol. anyways, until next time, ciao! i'm gonna try to weekly updates at least, but i make no promises.