Disclaimer: Do not own Sailor Moon. Belongs to Naoko Takeuchi.
I know that I should look away, but I can't help it. I can feel my heart breaking from the scene before me.
It can't be. It has to be somebody else who looks like her. But there's no mistaking that it's Usako within his arms.
Why didn't I see this coming? Why did I choose to be so oblivious to all of this?
The looks, the restlessness, the constant meetings, the gestures, the touches ... Why didn't I stop all of this before now?
Usako ...
Her moans filled my ears like music as he thrusted in and out of her at a steady speed. Nothing like when we make love. She's always so shy and nervous whenever we make love.
Her moans being as soft as a whisper. Light pants, occasional whimpers, and her whispering sweet nothing's after coming silently once I do.
But now ... watching her with him, crying out his name so loudly, meeting him thrust for thrust, looking at him in ways that I've never been blessed to see.
I tried my best not to look away as her grip on him got tighter, her moans and cries getting louder than before.
"Oh Goddess ... oh Goddess, oh oh ... ha! Se ... Seiya! Oh Goddess! Seiya!"
The young singer smiled, claiming Usako's lips once again and wrapped both of her legs around his waist.
Why didn't I see this coming? Did I just choose to ignore this?
It's obvious that Usako loves Seiya-san. Why didn't I prevent this? How did this happen?
Watching as my beautiful, angelic lover lets out a final loud scream as she comes for the 4th time tonight, her nails digging into Seiya's shoulders more.
It was minutes before the dark-haired singer uttered out lovingly despite how breathless he was as he caressed her face, "I love you, Odango."
I felt my heart break even more as Usako replied back with equal love and passion, "I love you too, Seiya."
I closed the door silently and walked away. Images of the events happening between Usako and Seiya-san from a few seconds ago reiterating themselves in my head, taunting me as only one thought came to me?
Was she ever mine?