Chapter 1:
Usagi relaxed into the leather office chair, leaning back as far as it would let her, watching as the computer came to life, waiting patiently for the home page to appear. It was a dark night, and her family was out, opting to go to a movie; there was nothing planned for Usagi that night, however, and she had decided that it was a good night to use the computer.
It took a moment for the start page to come up, and a little longer for the internet to connect, but Usagi was in no hurry, it was one of those lazy nights where nothing really needed to be done. Well, except homework of course, but that wasn't due til Thursday, and that was two whole days away! For a bit of fun, the blonde decided to look up random things on Google, beginning with family names and their meanings.
Usagi had been using the internet for about 15 minutes when she came across something suspicious; it was a page found through a local site, one used by ex-Juuban Middle School students. The link she had clicked, had taken her to what seemed to be a story of sorts. The page was anonymous, but there was something familiar about the story; the author described a blonde, who was incredibly beautiful, but also amazingly clumsy. The story went on to describe encounters between the blonde and the author, and how they always fought, often starting because the blonde ran into the writer.
Usagi's eyes were popping out of her head by this time, she was staring at the screen in disbelief; if she didn't know better, she would have said the author was Mamoru, but that was impossible, she hadn't seen him in a week and this entry was dated only a few days ago. The more she read this site, the less it seemed like a story, and the more it felt like a diary, or even a blog, to her. However, she was willing to concede, that to other people it could just seem like a far fetched story.
"This is so weird," the blonde said aloud to herself, "Could it be Mamoru writing this? The last entry is almost exactly the same as the fight we had last week, before he disappeared off the face of the earth." She sighed, this was ridiculous, the web was a huge place, and she was wondering if this was written by the annoyance of her life. Yeah she thought, But it was linked from that local site, so there is a chance… Goodness, you'd almost think I wanted this to be written by him!
Usagi moved the cursor, scrolling down the page; her eyes alit on a single sentence, almost hidden by the rest of the text: "She'll never know how much I need her."
Blue eyes blinked, reading and re-reading that simple sentence; Usagi tried the words out on her tongue, then leaned back, very pensive by now. "Needs her," there was disbelief laced throughout her soft voice, "Needs me?" There was no doubt in her mind that it was him, this prose had too many hints within it for her to think otherwise; she would know those inflections anywhere, written or spoken.
"Me." The word rang through the otherwise empty room, "But what do I do?"
It had been three days since her fateful night spent on the computer, and over the past three days a number of things had happened; the first was that she was put in detention for not finishing that homework, the second was that she had seen, and argued with, Mamoru for the first time in one week, one day, and nine hours, not that she was counting, and the third was that she had found a new entry on the site.
Usagi decided to test a theory she had, and if she was correct, then there would be a new entry on that site in the near future, and it would detail the meeting she'd had with Mamoru only yesterday.
It took a minute for the blonde to draw up the courage to turn the computer on; Usagi was jumpy, anxious, and impatient, a direct contrast to a few nights ago when she'd been so calm and patient. Now, the computer took too long to start, and waiting for the dial up to connect felt like waiting for judgement in a trial. Something went wrong with the connection, and she had to restart the computer to see if it would fix anything.
"This is so annoying!" Usagi raged out loud, "Why is it so slow!"
It was at that moment, however, that the internet finally connected properly, and she was able to access the site. Usagi had to take a deep breath, and calm herself considerably; there was something akin to butterflies flying around her stomach, and for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why.
"Its not like this is a big deal, or anything... I mean, its only Mamoru or someone…" but this did nothing to quell the mixture of excitement and nervousness. She apprehensively scrolled down the homepage, slowly reading the titles of each entry, until she came to a new one, clicking on it. "Well, here goes. I have my first shred of proof; now let's see if I win the prize."
It was. This was exactly what had happened the day before, but from another point of view, which obviously wasn't hers or an observers.
It read/I suppose I should be used to the constant arguments, but I'm not, even though it always seems to be me that start's them. There's just something about her that makes me want to find any way to keep her near, even if it involves arguing. I guess I'd been down at the arcade for about an hour, waiting, before she appeared; as always it was a shock, though I've no idea why. At first she didn't appear to notice me, but, unlike normally, I did not want to provoke her into arguing with me, not just yet. So I sat there, staring into my drink, wondering if she would ever notice; it seemed like forever, but she did, making a comment about my jacket. Of course, I had to retort, even though I hate the green thing as much as she, I just can't get rid of it, the thing was my fathers./
There was more, of course, and it described every little detail of their encounter, only leaving out names. Usagi was shocked, this was unbelievable.
"What to do now?" Her voice questioned the air and surroundings, "What to do now…"
Hey guys,
I know you want more of To Save Her or Shut up and Kiss me, but the challenge thing i'm doing is weekly, so theres alot of writing for me to do.. however, this should only be a short story, and i'll probably get another chapter of Shut Up, out tonight, and another of this one tomorrow, yay for free time! So please tell me what you think :)
xx Usa
