Usagi smiles at the flower, `Hey, Mamo-chan, do you know why these are
called "Forget-me-not" flowers?'

	`No,' Mamoru answers, `But I'm guessing you do.'

	`They make these really cute little prickly seeds that catch on your
socks and follow you around for weeks until you get them all picked out,' Rei
cuts the story short.

	`And they're hard to get to sprout, too,' Usagi gives her consorts a
hug, `But pretty,' she turns towards Rei, `Like you.'

	`Usagi!' Rei giggles, stepping backwards as Usagi advances.

	She doesn't get very far before Usagi, with three quick steps, catches
her and forces a kiss on her weakly-protesting lips.

	`Mamo-chan?' Usagi turns around, once Rei is steady on her feet again.

	Mamoru blinks as Usagi puckers up, and glances around.

	Rei stifles a giggle as Makoto brings Chibi-usa up on her shoulders,
and Mamoru steps back, biting his hand to keep from laughing as Chibi-usa
holds out a catepillar on a leaf for Usagi to kiss.

	Minako's turning purple, and Kair has an arm around her waist to make
sure she doesn't fall down.

	Ami is nearly hyperventilating, with both hands in front of her face
to keep the giggles in.

	After a moment Usagi opens her eyes, spots the fuzzy creature in her
face, and blinks, reaching out to take the leaf from Chibi-usa, `Mamo-chan,
what did I tell you about turning yourself into things to get out of kissing
me in public?' she mock-scolds, and gives the little creature a closed-lip
peck.

	Everyone else breaks into giggles or outright laughter, and she
follows quickly.

	`Where did you catch her?' she asks Chibi-usa, once she's stopped
giggling.

	`Outside,' Chibi-usa says, and gestures imperiously towards the door,
shotgun bouncing on her back.

	Makoto follows the implied directions, and the group trucks along
with.

	`Here you go,' Usagi sways, and sets the catapillar, leaf and all,
back under the plant she came from.

	`Something's coming,' Chibi-usa says, suddenly, turning on Mako-chan's
shoulders, then hopping down, somehow without getting the shotgun caught on
anything.

	She unslings the shotgun and leads off at an easy run, the rest
following after.


	The fountain stops flowing as they arrive, and a flush of flower
petals swirl around.

	The young man on the path wasn't there a moment ago.

	`Oh!'  Chibi-usa slings the shotgun.

	Everyone relaxes a little at that, but still fan out cautiously.

	
	
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log:
2004:			Plotting/schemeing, no writing.
2005/March/28:		started!
2005/September/7:	One word edit!  Wow!