Usagi's Selfish, Broken Heart.
by Reenie Tsukino

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"Just keep staring . . . I don't care . . . " I choked out painfully. I lay in the phone booth crying to myself. People walked by, looked me over and quickened their steps. I kept replaying his words over and over in my mind. 'Just leave me alone! It's over between us!' I choked out another sob, and let another flood of tears down my face. "Mamo-chan, why?"

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It was much later that night, I was laying in bed, sobbing quietly to myself. "What an absoluetly pitiful time for a new enemy to arise!" I growled, rolling over in bed. The door creaked open and the small, pink haired demon crept in.

"Just go away! It's because of 'you' that he left me! I wish you'd never fallen out of the sky!" I tossed a pillow at her, but she remained, eyes wide with pained shock.

"Usagi-san . . . gomen nasai!" Chibiusa blurted out the last and quickly turned from the doorway. I could hear her crying down the hallway, followed by the undenable sound of her tripping and falling. I hurried from my bed and looked down the hall to see Chibiusa lying in a ball, sobbing to herself.

"Chibiusa?" I whispered softly, creeping up to her. "Are you okay?"

"Leave me alone!" she cried, scooting away into a corner, "Everybody hates me, especially you! I just wanna go home!"

I started to reach out to her, but pulled back. She was partly right, most people did treat her unfairly, but not 'everyone'. "What about Mamoru? Or my parents and brother? What about your friends at school, Momoko and Kyuuske?" I asked, slowly getting closer.

"But . . . I wanna go home! I want 'my' friends, and 'my' family back home! I don't want to be here, and you don't want me either!"

"Chibiusa I . . . " I couldn't . . . I didn't know what to say to the small, frightened, pink-haired angel lying before me in a crumpled pile. I felt so . . . selfish. Here I was surrounded by all my family and friends, whining about being alone. And poor, poor Chibiusa was sent from God knows where to a place which held nothing for her. I looked over her rough form, so small and tired looking. I took her into my arms, and carried her to my bed. Crawling in myself, I pulled the covers up over her sholders and shh-ed her to sleep. I held her with such a motherly affection, that she snuggled into me with a tiny, "Mama . . . " escaping her lips. As I watched her sleeping, Luna-P rested next to her head, I took it upon myself as my right and duty to ensure Chibiusa would never feel this lonely again. My heart, my own selfish heart, remended itself with this wish, and I cried for myself for the last time that night.