Usagi took her finger back and pouted back
at him, started to deny the accusation, but
gave up. "So what if I did? It's not my fault
you're a marshmallow at heart. Besides, there
was still a chance that you might be mad enough
to punch me, so the offer was still good. You're
just upset because you couldn't take advantage
of it."

Mamoru could only shake his head, highly
entertained, as he began to walk away from
her again. "Odango, I shudder to think that you
have set to psychoanalyzing me. It's been, as
usual, interesting talking to you. I hope it's at
least another month before I have the pleasure
again," he called over his shoulder.

Usagi stood, watching him walk away, equal
parts laughter and annoyance in her eyes. That
man...that man would be the death of her one of
these days. Still, it'd been sweet of him to
forgive her so easily. "Hey Chiba!!" she shouted
out. He paused briefly at the edge of the park and
turned his head back a little. "I *AM* sorry! And
by the way, what does psychoanomalize mean?
Did you insult me again?!"

Her only answer was his deep laughter, drifting
back towards her.

"Well, did you?!! Hey, Satan, answer me!!"