Moonlight Memories
Prologue: Mamoru no Ai
She was lying in her bed, looked out into the room and watched the shadows moving in tune with the moonlight that came through the window. Her body was hot below the quilt, she kicked it of her feet and sighed. A worried sigh, something disturbed her. Usagi did not know why, she never had any trouble sleeping, so why now? She forced her eyes shut, kept her lips closed as she exhaled the jet of air disturbing her pillow. A face came to her mind, heat grew within her and she moved restlessly below the quilt until she was free of it. Rested on the bed with her bright blue pyjamas in contrast with the white sheet, her blond hair spread over the pillow as a fan and she inhaled. Filled her lunges with air, brought life to her imagination and saw his face. A face she liked, a face she loved. "Love." She said, tasted the word and added it to his face. Smiled, rubbed her knees together and almost giggled. Love for one young was a sweet sensation that grew in her tummy but now as she set it free rushed all around her. The visual of his smile, his lazy gesture as he teased her, the movement of his body as he left. "Mamoru." She enjoyed his name, felt hear heart leap as a sudden thought came to her head, a blush to her cheek and she rubbed her hands together. Looked into the moonlight, saw his face and wanted him to be there. Wanted to be close to him, feel his chest squeeze against her back and his arms surround her. His lips neatly against her neck, tongue delivering a moist to her hot skin. Usagi shivered. The image was strong, she wished it could be true but knew it would never be. "No." She said her voice filled with fear, fear of having her dreams smashed, her image shattered. She wanted him, she wanted no one else but him. He was the one to whom her heart belonged, the defender of her love. She sat up, covered her face with her hands, rubbed it as if hoping to remove the image of his face from inside it, rid herself of his handsome infection. The only cure for this disease was his strong hand holding hers, brief glances as they walked through the park and last a kiss that would shake and shatter the foundation of her childishness and resurrect her as a woman.
Usagi rose and walked over to the window, looked out over the street lit by the moon and aided by street lights. She wanted him to be there, to stare at her with his eyes, eyes that teased her but did it with that glow of affection. If he only could say what his heart wanted him to, if he could remove the mask he wore, reveal his true feelings and she would be in his arms. She would not laugh, she would not leave, she would only confess to feeling the same.
Their love was a uncharted ocean, so much was hidden from them and with only three simple words from his lips they would set sail. With him beside her she would endure, with him she would find shining treasures and face horrible dangers. She would sleep with him, eat with him and live with him and when they reached the end of their voyage she would look back and find reefs of trust, islands of emotion and a breeze to remind them of their love
"Mamoru." Usagi said and sat down with her eyes dreaming to the beat of her heart, her cheeks growing red once more as visuals of him aroused her. "I love you." The words came easy, slipped from her lips and left a smile behind to accompany her wish of a future with him.
Sailor Moon is the property of Naoko Takeuchi. Scenario is the property of Peder Andersson. Revision: 1. Responsible publisher: Peder Andersson.
