That night, Usagi was tossing and turning in her bed as strange moans escaped her lips. Visible spots of wetness were showing on her pink bunny pajamas, particularily in her womanly areas. "YAAAAAAAH!" Usagi suddenly jumped up with a scream, making her cat Luna nearly fly all the way to the ceiling from the surprise.
"Sounds like the porkchop nightmare yaaaaa," Luna nonchalantly remarked as she recovered. "So what'd it do to you? Super-glue you to your bed again while it flew off to Aruba, or did it go for the nail-gun this time?"
Usagi grunted. "Sorry, Luna," she apologized. "But it wasn't the porkchop this time. It was...
"Oh, I see. One of THOSE dreams," Luna snickered, pointing out Usagi's soaked jammies. "Well, spare me the details. I'm sure Mamoru will be more interested."
Usagi sighed and went back to bed. For some reason, that dream felt a lot more real than the usual ones she had about Mamoru. If she hadn't known any better, she could almost swear that she was actually in there. But of course, being Usagi, this was completely lost on her, and so she went back to sleep. She never realized that something was, for lack of a better term, changing her...
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The next morning, Usagi was once more out and about in her daily ritual of running to school like a headless chicken before the late bell. One long morning of boring classes later, it was lunch time and Usagi was meeting up with Naru at their usual spot in the yard.
"Hey, Usagi," Naru greetedwith an odd tone in her voice.
"Hi." Usagi smiled back as she reached for her lunch. "Are you okay? You sound tired."
"I'm fine," Naru replied. "I just had this really strange dream last night."
"Me too!" Usagi said. "So what was your like?"
"It's weird. See, I'm dreaming about you and me walking through the park. We're just having ice-cream and talking about boys. Y'know, typical best-friend stuff." Naru suddenly looked a bit weirded out. "Then I accidently spill my ice-cream down my blouse and you come over to help me clean up, only you... well, you don't just stop there."
"What do you mean 'stop'?"
"Before I know it, you're suddenly pinning me to the ground and pulling my lips into a kiss, and I'm talking a big kiss, like the kind you see in those sappy romance flicks. Then you're tearing off my blouse and... well... that's when I woke up."
"Naru..." Usagi suddenly cut in. "Are you sure you're... all right?"
Naru sighed. "Yeah, I know. Weird, isn't it. But I'm okay, just a little tired." She got up and walked away. "Anyway, I think I need some alone-time. We'll talk later at the Crown, okay?"
"Okay." As Naru left, Usagi let her story sink in. That was MY dream she had! she realized. How could she have had the same dream as me?Usagi just sat there as she watched Naru walk away... perhaps a little too intently, for she noticed the brunette's rear was surprisingly well-shaped. With a sigh of exasperation, Usagi ran her hands through her hair. "Geez, I got two too many odangos up here," she griped as she brushed over a pair of small lumps hidden deep in her locks. "Shingo's been sticking things in my hair again, no doubt."
Had she paid a little more attention to what she was actually feeling, she probably would noticed that the lumps felt like tiny blunted horns growing out of her scalp.
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