Title: Without You
Author: Marianya
Lyrics By: Jonathan Larson
Rating: G
Date Developed: Oct. 2, 00 Date Revised: Oct. 4, 00
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Author's Note:
Okay here's another song fiction that came about while listening to my
collection of CD's. I am STILL writing that fanfiction, don't expect
it to come out until the upcoming summer.
This song fiction is set during the time of the Mamoru/Usagi
separation, which means... OH MY GOD! The anime version. This song
fiction is strictly descriptive; dialogue will be reduced to very very
few lines, and more thoughts. This is to show the pain and emotions
that both characters are feeling.
'Without You' is from the musical Rent.
Disclaimer:
I do not, will not, own any part of Sailor Moon. The characters and
story line belong to that talented writer, Naoko Takeuchi. I simply
take a piece of the story line and show the emotional side for the
purposes of this story.
I do not own the musical Rent or it's songs. They belong to the late
Jonathan Larson, may his soul rest in peace and prosperity.
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Without You
***********
Without you
The ground thaws
The rain falls
The grass grows
Without you
The seeds root
The flowers bloom
The children play
***********
Tokyo was blessed with a light rainfall this night. The rain pitter-
pattered against the rooftops throughout the city. The sky showed hues
of the continuing sunset with indigo, violet, red, pink and orange; the
clouds were hovering above the horizon as the rain began to let up.
The fallen raindrops lingered on the rose petals in the park, giving
them a teary complexion. Many of the roses were beginning to bloom as
the spring slowly changed to summer. Other fallen raindrops lingered
on the leaves of various trees throughout the park, weeping willows,
when brushed by the still warm breeze, weeped in sorrow and in pain.
It would seem that the entire natural life in Tokyo was in mourning,
mourning the pain and loss of one girl's heart. The girl, whose smile
would brighten the cloudiest of days, who's laughing eyes could melt
the iciest of hearts. No longer felt the need to laugh, no longer felt
the joy that was once the centerpoint of her character. Now, all she
felt was pain, sorrow, heartbreak emotions that should never have
touched her, that should never darken her light, if it were not for a
dream.
***********
The stars gleam
The poets dream
The eagles fly
Without you
***********
Every night, the dream would come, and every night he would awake to
the same conclusion. Stay with her and she will die Could he
possibly live with that dream if it were true? The answer, he thought
was quite obvious, as long as I stay with Usagi, she would not live to
see another day. I can't live with that so he left her. Pushed her
away from his aching heart in the only way to save her from... from
him. As long as my darkness does not come in contact with her light,
she would live
How many days has he spent wide awake in his bed wondering if he was
deserving enough of her, wondering why was he the special someone in
his beautiful rabbit's life? He never felt that he deserved her, she
did not deserve him, did not deserve his pain, his darkness, his
sorrow. But her mind and spirit were unyielding. Refused to give up
on him, refused to let him go. In the end the barrier broke, and after
a thousand years they were back together, like they should have been
long ago.
But then the dreams came, and in order to save her, he must let her go.
The hardest thing that he could have possibly done, to himself, to let
go the only light in his life, to let go of the one thing that he held
closest in his heart, that he held in his heart.
After so many minutes, or was it hours lying on his cold, unforgiving
bed, he stood up and walked over to his balcony. He knew that will
always regret what he had done, but she would live through it, in the
end she always come out on top. Why should this be any different?
Because Mamoru, my friend that little subconscious whispered to him
now that she has met you, and has fallen in love with you, you are the
only thing that allows her to continue living. She didn't have me
before she met me because soulmates shouldn't let go of one another.
The same inner argument every night. The same fight that Mamoru had
with his subconscious and in the end his mind won out. The logic
always wins at the end then why do I feel like I made the worst
decision in my life?.
Mamoru looked out the window, and saw the glimmering stars, the
brightness that always shown out in the night sky, never fail to come
out every night. For some reason, lately, especially tonight, the same
brightness was dulled somewhat, as if all the stars have been in
lamentation.
The birds no longer sing when they were in the sky, their flights were
just a bit lower, a bit more sorrowful nowadays.
***********
The earth turns
The sun burns
But I die
Without you
***********
The sun was peeking out the window, allowing it's bright hues to glaze
over the still figure on the bed. The figure was not asleep, she was
never able to sleep for more than a few minutes. The sun's futile
attempts to lift her spirits every morning since their breakup always
ended in more pain. The sunbeams then grew to slightly darker shade of
golden yellow. No bright warming sunlight this day, no more happy
smiles, no more joyous laughs, just tears, and pain.
Almost as if that sunshine died the day of their breakup.
***********
Without you
The breeze warms
The girl smiles
The cloud moves
Without you
The tides change
The boys run
The oceans crash
***********
The girl walked slowly to the temple of her closest friend. The fiery
priestess always had ways of reassuring her or giving her a shoulder to
cry on, which happened more frequently. The girl continued walking
with her long silver blond hair pulled up in twin buns, dragging along
the sidewalk behind her.
A warm late spring breeze swirled from the sky and danced around the
solemnly walking girl, lifting the ponytails from the ground in an
attempt to raise the girl's spirits. The breeze tried to caress the
girl's face in order to soothe her spirit, but nothing worked. The
breeze slowly diminished in distress not knowing if this was truly the
end.
The priestess spotted the silver blond girl walking up the many stairs,
and felt her own heart break in pain. There was nothing that any of
her friends could do to lift their closest friend's spirits. She was
the glue that kept them together, she was their sunshine, and without
that sunshine, their own lives grew increasingly colder.
This day the four of them were attempting to take the little bunny to
the beach, in hopes that the ocean and waves would take her out of her
darken trance.
The sound of the roaring waves could be heard from afar, but that
didn't stop the girls from making their closest friend go with them to
the beach. Laughter was heard from the sand as young boys started
running back and forth throwing Frisbees in every which way. Older
boys walked around the beach with swimming trunks and well-defined
muscles, and girl were swooning over them. Nothing could take the poor
rabbit out of her pained trance. No matter what happens around her,
nothing could keep her out of her trance, "Mamo-chan" was all she said
with a river of silent tears beginning to flow.
***********
The crowds roar
The days soar
The babies cry
Without you
The moon glows
The river flows
But I die
Without you
***********
The girl was walking, once again in the park along the lakeside. She
watched as the ducklings swim from the edge to the center and back.
She saw the fishes underneath the mirror and how they seem to be
oblivious to everything around them.
Her friends' attempts at the beach ended when she started to cry, so
they left her alone, allowing shoulders to be cried upon every now and
then. No one felt like enjoying themselves, not when someone was
weeping as their Usagi-chan.
Usagi gave up watching the ducklings go by and instead decided to walk
over to the benches, and watch the moon rise over the night sky.
As she reached the park bench she contemplated actually sitting on the
bench or on the wet grass. After the long seconds she sat on the bench
and raised her head towards the full moon. Usagi closed her tear
stricken eyes and prayed that something would help her raise her
spirits. There Usagi sat, her long ponytails pooled around her feet,
the glow gone, her eyes again began to fill with tears as she continued
to pray to the Moon Kingdom, to her mother, in hopes that something
would give her strength.
***********
The world revives
***********
Mamoru glazed over the street below his feet. He had taken a walk
around the city that day, he had wanted to go to the beach as well, but
during his walk that morning he over heard two of his bunny's friends
talking about taking his bunny to the beach in order to lift her
spirits.
His heart jumped at the thought of seeing his Usako once again, but
then his mind reminded him about the dreams that he had been having,
and before his heart could protest, his logic won out.
Mamoru's gaze wandered at the various cars that went back and forth
beneath the street lamp, and wondered why was the world so cruel to
him. Why after waiting for so long would he have to leave her again?
It was as if all the stars and all the fates were working against him
against his heart.
He knew that his Usagi might be able to live without him, but would he
be able to recover from this ill-fated tragedy?
***********
Colors renew
***********
Usagi looked at all the blooming roses around her and tears started to
fall again from her already red eyes. The colors were vibrant and
beautiful, but it's beauty did not hold for long, soon after the petals
dropped in sorrow at the sight of the tear stricken girl that gazed
above.
***********
But I know blue
Only blue
Lonely blue
Within me blue
Without you
***********
Blue Roses, why are there no blue roses? Usagi thought solemnly.
Blue, the color of sadness, of pain, of... of a soul love. How could
a color of such purity be so cold? As cold as the ice that Mercury
wields during battles
Usagi continued to gaze upon the brightly colored moon, her emotions
taking on a more depressing outlook. Nothing to help her hope for the
future, nothing to assure her that their love would ever come back,
nothing to help her see the pain that her Mamo-chan was going through
as well...
Usagi gave up searching for answers and instead tried to clear her
mind. She had been in this state for weeks, and it was getting worse
by the minute. She had to move on, for the sake of her family, for the
sake of her friends, for the sake of the planet that she sworn to
protect. So Usagi slowly stood up from the stone cold, park bench and
walked to the bridge that went across the lake. She would look at the
reflection of the Moon from the top of the bridge.
***********
Without you
The hand gropes
The ear hears
The pulse beats
***********
As Usagi reached the top of the bridge she leaned over the railing and
watched the crystalline lake below her. Slight ripples began to form
as her tears hit the water, one by one. Slowly she closed her sky blue
eyes, in an effort to stop the tears form continuing. Instead of the
darkness that she had hoped to see, she saw the face of the one that
she loved.
His smile, his jawline, his eyes, his beautiful ocean blue eyes that
she fell in love with in twice in two lifetimes. His whole face there
in front of her eyes. With trembling hands she reached out slowly
towards the image of her Mamo-chan and tried to caress his cheek.
She saw how lovingly his eyes looked at her, how beautiful they were,
how sad they seem to be. Her pulse quicken slowly as she 'thought' she
felt the warmth of her love's cheek brush against her fingertips. Her
heart continued to pump faster as she slowly fell in love with the
image of her love in her mind's eye.
So spellbound she was with her mind's image of Mamoru, her ears failed
to give her a warning of a presence nearby that was watching her every
move through ocean-blue eyes and a melancholy expression.
***********
Without you
The eyes gaze
The legs walk
The lungs breathe
***********
He did not know why he felt that urge to be at the gardens. His heart
wanted him to be there that night, since his mind has been winning the
past few times, it only seemed fair to follow his heart this night.
So Mamoru was at the park, walking ever so slowly towards the lake,
perhaps no one would be there tonight, that way I could just sit there
and think about my bunny. Mamoru continued to walk the path towards
the lake, his legs walking on their own accord, allowing his mind to
wander towards other things. So enthralled he was in his own mind that
he failed to take notice of another figure upon the bridge.
His mind was able to register the other person as young, and beautiful,
two streamers of silver blond hair flowed all around her in a pool of
spun gold. Her posture was not what caused Mamoru to feel such
discomfort, it was the way her hand was reaching out the air, as if
reaching out for someone, for someone that wasn't there.
His heart broke as his eyes took in the picture before him. How
lovingly her hand seemed to feel the image in front of her, how
beautiful she always seemed to be no matter what emotion she's feeling.
His breath stopped as he watched the angel before him continue to
caress the open air in front of her.
He stood there for several long antagonizing minutes watching as the
angel continued to caress and feel the air over the bridge, a small
smile shown on her face, a smile of love, of longing.
***********
The mind churns
The heart yearns
The tears dry
Without you
Life goes on
But I'm gone
Cause I die
***********
Usagi never felt a presence close by, all she knew was the face of
Mamoru swimming in front of her closed eyes. Her left hand still by
his cheek feeling the warmth, the love that she wished would be there
always.
Mamoru saw this yearning and his mind almost broke under the strain of
her pain. Almost, he still had the dreams to go back to each night, as
long as those dreams continue, he must do everything in his power to
have her live no matter how intense the pain was for the both of them.
Usagi slowly opened her eyes, hoping, praying that seeing Mamoru's face
wasn't a dream, but in seeing the empty air in front of her, her heart
broke again, and the opened wound poured forth once again. She wasn't
crying though, she refused to continue crying. Instead she let the
previous tears dry as her heart yearned for the love that was no longer
there.
Mamoru watched with a broken heart as his love struggled against her
forthcoming tears. All he wanted to do was take her in his arms and
brush away her tears with his fingers never leaving her side. His
heart yearned for her as it always will, while as his mind shouted at
him for continuing to pine over her.
"I love you, my dear Usako. If I have to die for letting you go, so be
it. It is but a small price to pay to see you alive and safe." Mamoru
whispered to his angel before turning around slowly and walked
hesitantly towards his apartment. In his trek towards his apartment he
failed to hear the voice of his angel who seemed to have answered his
proclamation.
"It does not matter, my dear Mamo-chan, if you dream of my death on our
wedding day. For without you, I have already died vulnerable and
alone."
***********
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
***********
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Author's Note:
So how do you like it? Was it over emotional? No emotion? Too
descriptive? I think I like giving everything around Usagi and Mamoru
a sense of life. How else would you describe the pain without using
dialogue?
Was this a little longer than you were expecting from a song fiction?
I only hope to please and amuse.
As always compliments, criticisms, or even a note saying that you read
this and have no feelings for it whatsoever are all fine. E-mail at
AsnBluRse@aol.com
Until my next song fiction... ja ne!
Author: Marianya
Lyrics By: Jonathan Larson
Rating: G
Date Developed: Oct. 2, 00 Date Revised: Oct. 4, 00
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Author's Note:
Okay here's another song fiction that came about while listening to my
collection of CD's. I am STILL writing that fanfiction, don't expect
it to come out until the upcoming summer.
This song fiction is set during the time of the Mamoru/Usagi
separation, which means... OH MY GOD! The anime version. This song
fiction is strictly descriptive; dialogue will be reduced to very very
few lines, and more thoughts. This is to show the pain and emotions
that both characters are feeling.
'Without You' is from the musical Rent.
Disclaimer:
I do not, will not, own any part of Sailor Moon. The characters and
story line belong to that talented writer, Naoko Takeuchi. I simply
take a piece of the story line and show the emotional side for the
purposes of this story.
I do not own the musical Rent or it's songs. They belong to the late
Jonathan Larson, may his soul rest in peace and prosperity.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Without You
***********
Without you
The ground thaws
The rain falls
The grass grows
Without you
The seeds root
The flowers bloom
The children play
***********
Tokyo was blessed with a light rainfall this night. The rain pitter-
pattered against the rooftops throughout the city. The sky showed hues
of the continuing sunset with indigo, violet, red, pink and orange; the
clouds were hovering above the horizon as the rain began to let up.
The fallen raindrops lingered on the rose petals in the park, giving
them a teary complexion. Many of the roses were beginning to bloom as
the spring slowly changed to summer. Other fallen raindrops lingered
on the leaves of various trees throughout the park, weeping willows,
when brushed by the still warm breeze, weeped in sorrow and in pain.
It would seem that the entire natural life in Tokyo was in mourning,
mourning the pain and loss of one girl's heart. The girl, whose smile
would brighten the cloudiest of days, who's laughing eyes could melt
the iciest of hearts. No longer felt the need to laugh, no longer felt
the joy that was once the centerpoint of her character. Now, all she
felt was pain, sorrow, heartbreak emotions that should never have
touched her, that should never darken her light, if it were not for a
dream.
***********
The stars gleam
The poets dream
The eagles fly
Without you
***********
Every night, the dream would come, and every night he would awake to
the same conclusion. Stay with her and she will die Could he
possibly live with that dream if it were true? The answer, he thought
was quite obvious, as long as I stay with Usagi, she would not live to
see another day. I can't live with that so he left her. Pushed her
away from his aching heart in the only way to save her from... from
him. As long as my darkness does not come in contact with her light,
she would live
How many days has he spent wide awake in his bed wondering if he was
deserving enough of her, wondering why was he the special someone in
his beautiful rabbit's life? He never felt that he deserved her, she
did not deserve him, did not deserve his pain, his darkness, his
sorrow. But her mind and spirit were unyielding. Refused to give up
on him, refused to let him go. In the end the barrier broke, and after
a thousand years they were back together, like they should have been
long ago.
But then the dreams came, and in order to save her, he must let her go.
The hardest thing that he could have possibly done, to himself, to let
go the only light in his life, to let go of the one thing that he held
closest in his heart, that he held in his heart.
After so many minutes, or was it hours lying on his cold, unforgiving
bed, he stood up and walked over to his balcony. He knew that will
always regret what he had done, but she would live through it, in the
end she always come out on top. Why should this be any different?
Because Mamoru, my friend that little subconscious whispered to him
now that she has met you, and has fallen in love with you, you are the
only thing that allows her to continue living. She didn't have me
before she met me because soulmates shouldn't let go of one another.
The same inner argument every night. The same fight that Mamoru had
with his subconscious and in the end his mind won out. The logic
always wins at the end then why do I feel like I made the worst
decision in my life?.
Mamoru looked out the window, and saw the glimmering stars, the
brightness that always shown out in the night sky, never fail to come
out every night. For some reason, lately, especially tonight, the same
brightness was dulled somewhat, as if all the stars have been in
lamentation.
The birds no longer sing when they were in the sky, their flights were
just a bit lower, a bit more sorrowful nowadays.
***********
The earth turns
The sun burns
But I die
Without you
***********
The sun was peeking out the window, allowing it's bright hues to glaze
over the still figure on the bed. The figure was not asleep, she was
never able to sleep for more than a few minutes. The sun's futile
attempts to lift her spirits every morning since their breakup always
ended in more pain. The sunbeams then grew to slightly darker shade of
golden yellow. No bright warming sunlight this day, no more happy
smiles, no more joyous laughs, just tears, and pain.
Almost as if that sunshine died the day of their breakup.
***********
Without you
The breeze warms
The girl smiles
The cloud moves
Without you
The tides change
The boys run
The oceans crash
***********
The girl walked slowly to the temple of her closest friend. The fiery
priestess always had ways of reassuring her or giving her a shoulder to
cry on, which happened more frequently. The girl continued walking
with her long silver blond hair pulled up in twin buns, dragging along
the sidewalk behind her.
A warm late spring breeze swirled from the sky and danced around the
solemnly walking girl, lifting the ponytails from the ground in an
attempt to raise the girl's spirits. The breeze tried to caress the
girl's face in order to soothe her spirit, but nothing worked. The
breeze slowly diminished in distress not knowing if this was truly the
end.
The priestess spotted the silver blond girl walking up the many stairs,
and felt her own heart break in pain. There was nothing that any of
her friends could do to lift their closest friend's spirits. She was
the glue that kept them together, she was their sunshine, and without
that sunshine, their own lives grew increasingly colder.
This day the four of them were attempting to take the little bunny to
the beach, in hopes that the ocean and waves would take her out of her
darken trance.
The sound of the roaring waves could be heard from afar, but that
didn't stop the girls from making their closest friend go with them to
the beach. Laughter was heard from the sand as young boys started
running back and forth throwing Frisbees in every which way. Older
boys walked around the beach with swimming trunks and well-defined
muscles, and girl were swooning over them. Nothing could take the poor
rabbit out of her pained trance. No matter what happens around her,
nothing could keep her out of her trance, "Mamo-chan" was all she said
with a river of silent tears beginning to flow.
***********
The crowds roar
The days soar
The babies cry
Without you
The moon glows
The river flows
But I die
Without you
***********
The girl was walking, once again in the park along the lakeside. She
watched as the ducklings swim from the edge to the center and back.
She saw the fishes underneath the mirror and how they seem to be
oblivious to everything around them.
Her friends' attempts at the beach ended when she started to cry, so
they left her alone, allowing shoulders to be cried upon every now and
then. No one felt like enjoying themselves, not when someone was
weeping as their Usagi-chan.
Usagi gave up watching the ducklings go by and instead decided to walk
over to the benches, and watch the moon rise over the night sky.
As she reached the park bench she contemplated actually sitting on the
bench or on the wet grass. After the long seconds she sat on the bench
and raised her head towards the full moon. Usagi closed her tear
stricken eyes and prayed that something would help her raise her
spirits. There Usagi sat, her long ponytails pooled around her feet,
the glow gone, her eyes again began to fill with tears as she continued
to pray to the Moon Kingdom, to her mother, in hopes that something
would give her strength.
***********
The world revives
***********
Mamoru glazed over the street below his feet. He had taken a walk
around the city that day, he had wanted to go to the beach as well, but
during his walk that morning he over heard two of his bunny's friends
talking about taking his bunny to the beach in order to lift her
spirits.
His heart jumped at the thought of seeing his Usako once again, but
then his mind reminded him about the dreams that he had been having,
and before his heart could protest, his logic won out.
Mamoru's gaze wandered at the various cars that went back and forth
beneath the street lamp, and wondered why was the world so cruel to
him. Why after waiting for so long would he have to leave her again?
It was as if all the stars and all the fates were working against him
against his heart.
He knew that his Usagi might be able to live without him, but would he
be able to recover from this ill-fated tragedy?
***********
Colors renew
***********
Usagi looked at all the blooming roses around her and tears started to
fall again from her already red eyes. The colors were vibrant and
beautiful, but it's beauty did not hold for long, soon after the petals
dropped in sorrow at the sight of the tear stricken girl that gazed
above.
***********
But I know blue
Only blue
Lonely blue
Within me blue
Without you
***********
Blue Roses, why are there no blue roses? Usagi thought solemnly.
Blue, the color of sadness, of pain, of... of a soul love. How could
a color of such purity be so cold? As cold as the ice that Mercury
wields during battles
Usagi continued to gaze upon the brightly colored moon, her emotions
taking on a more depressing outlook. Nothing to help her hope for the
future, nothing to assure her that their love would ever come back,
nothing to help her see the pain that her Mamo-chan was going through
as well...
Usagi gave up searching for answers and instead tried to clear her
mind. She had been in this state for weeks, and it was getting worse
by the minute. She had to move on, for the sake of her family, for the
sake of her friends, for the sake of the planet that she sworn to
protect. So Usagi slowly stood up from the stone cold, park bench and
walked to the bridge that went across the lake. She would look at the
reflection of the Moon from the top of the bridge.
***********
Without you
The hand gropes
The ear hears
The pulse beats
***********
As Usagi reached the top of the bridge she leaned over the railing and
watched the crystalline lake below her. Slight ripples began to form
as her tears hit the water, one by one. Slowly she closed her sky blue
eyes, in an effort to stop the tears form continuing. Instead of the
darkness that she had hoped to see, she saw the face of the one that
she loved.
His smile, his jawline, his eyes, his beautiful ocean blue eyes that
she fell in love with in twice in two lifetimes. His whole face there
in front of her eyes. With trembling hands she reached out slowly
towards the image of her Mamo-chan and tried to caress his cheek.
She saw how lovingly his eyes looked at her, how beautiful they were,
how sad they seem to be. Her pulse quicken slowly as she 'thought' she
felt the warmth of her love's cheek brush against her fingertips. Her
heart continued to pump faster as she slowly fell in love with the
image of her love in her mind's eye.
So spellbound she was with her mind's image of Mamoru, her ears failed
to give her a warning of a presence nearby that was watching her every
move through ocean-blue eyes and a melancholy expression.
***********
Without you
The eyes gaze
The legs walk
The lungs breathe
***********
He did not know why he felt that urge to be at the gardens. His heart
wanted him to be there that night, since his mind has been winning the
past few times, it only seemed fair to follow his heart this night.
So Mamoru was at the park, walking ever so slowly towards the lake,
perhaps no one would be there tonight, that way I could just sit there
and think about my bunny. Mamoru continued to walk the path towards
the lake, his legs walking on their own accord, allowing his mind to
wander towards other things. So enthralled he was in his own mind that
he failed to take notice of another figure upon the bridge.
His mind was able to register the other person as young, and beautiful,
two streamers of silver blond hair flowed all around her in a pool of
spun gold. Her posture was not what caused Mamoru to feel such
discomfort, it was the way her hand was reaching out the air, as if
reaching out for someone, for someone that wasn't there.
His heart broke as his eyes took in the picture before him. How
lovingly her hand seemed to feel the image in front of her, how
beautiful she always seemed to be no matter what emotion she's feeling.
His breath stopped as he watched the angel before him continue to
caress the open air in front of her.
He stood there for several long antagonizing minutes watching as the
angel continued to caress and feel the air over the bridge, a small
smile shown on her face, a smile of love, of longing.
***********
The mind churns
The heart yearns
The tears dry
Without you
Life goes on
But I'm gone
Cause I die
***********
Usagi never felt a presence close by, all she knew was the face of
Mamoru swimming in front of her closed eyes. Her left hand still by
his cheek feeling the warmth, the love that she wished would be there
always.
Mamoru saw this yearning and his mind almost broke under the strain of
her pain. Almost, he still had the dreams to go back to each night, as
long as those dreams continue, he must do everything in his power to
have her live no matter how intense the pain was for the both of them.
Usagi slowly opened her eyes, hoping, praying that seeing Mamoru's face
wasn't a dream, but in seeing the empty air in front of her, her heart
broke again, and the opened wound poured forth once again. She wasn't
crying though, she refused to continue crying. Instead she let the
previous tears dry as her heart yearned for the love that was no longer
there.
Mamoru watched with a broken heart as his love struggled against her
forthcoming tears. All he wanted to do was take her in his arms and
brush away her tears with his fingers never leaving her side. His
heart yearned for her as it always will, while as his mind shouted at
him for continuing to pine over her.
"I love you, my dear Usako. If I have to die for letting you go, so be
it. It is but a small price to pay to see you alive and safe." Mamoru
whispered to his angel before turning around slowly and walked
hesitantly towards his apartment. In his trek towards his apartment he
failed to hear the voice of his angel who seemed to have answered his
proclamation.
"It does not matter, my dear Mamo-chan, if you dream of my death on our
wedding day. For without you, I have already died vulnerable and
alone."
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Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
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Author's Note:
So how do you like it? Was it over emotional? No emotion? Too
descriptive? I think I like giving everything around Usagi and Mamoru
a sense of life. How else would you describe the pain without using
dialogue?
Was this a little longer than you were expecting from a song fiction?
I only hope to please and amuse.
As always compliments, criticisms, or even a note saying that you read
this and have no feelings for it whatsoever are all fine. E-mail at
AsnBluRse@aol.com
Until my next song fiction... ja ne!