Still The One
By raq
Written 2.13.02
Chapter 1
"Are you ready Usako?" he asked, his navy blue eyes glinting against the sun. Standing in front of the building, Mamoru approached his wife. Holding her hand steady as she looked up to him. With a slight nod, Mamoru smiled and lead her away.
Usagi had been nervous about everything, her throat dried as she walked in, her heels clicking to the marble floors. Waiting, she took a glance towards her 'husband', his soft raven hair and his charming smile. He was a wonderful man and always will be. The elevator opened and Usagi's stomach began to churn, the elevator travel to the third floor and silently the doors opened.
Together they stepped out, hands still clasped the slowly walked towards the glass doors. Without a word, they stared at the door with the title, Nagumi Mishiki, Family Law. Strongly, for her support, he squeezed her hand. When she brought her eyes to his, softly he asked "You ready?" with a slight nod, she swallowed the lump in her throat and entered.
A few minutes later, they had found themselves, sitting side by side in a conference room, her hands fidgeting, at the end of her nicely pleated skirt. Mamoru sat quietly, his mind going blank at the moment. 'This was difficult' he thought silently as he unexpectedly turned towards his wife. His wife, Usagi was nervous that he could clearly see but she wasn't alone, so was he.
"Mamo-chan?" she turned to him.
"hmmm?" her deep royal blue eyes, searching his. Searching for something, that emotion, the backing she had always felt when she felt uneasy. Willingly they were there and in an instant he saw the need, he reached for her hand and held it strongly. Usagi, held her breath, he was so good to her and no matter what ever happened, he was always there.... "Mamo-chan.." she whispered "No matter what" stalling for a moment.
"Go on Usako" she smiled at his little pet name
"I'll always love you.. Mamo-chan.." Mamoru looked into her eyes, and yes it would be true. No matter what happens, Usagi will always be his love.
"I know Usako.. I know.." softly he returned with the same emotional promise she had made, sealing that promise, he lifted her hand to his lips "I'll always love you too.. no matter!"
The door opened, entered a woman that they had been in contact with for the past two months. Smiling she sat in front of them, her eyes lingering on the linked hands between them, and in her experience this was the best she had ever seen. Calm, patience and deep respect for one another, it had always been a wonder why the two didn't work out. "Mishiki-san, you said our papers were ready?" asked Usagi.
The woman smiled then nodded, "yes they are Usagi-san" she gestured as she opened the file "This will only take a moment of your time and after that, your Divorce will be final" Usagi turned to Mamoru at the word Final and her heart leapt off the mountains she had been walking hand in hand with Mamoru. There was no turning back. This was it, and it would be final.
Usagi watched as Mamoru read the papers, his brow creasing from time to time. Usagi inwardly giggled, at how adorable she had always thought that was. From that first meeting, it had been one of her favorite characteristics.
Mamoru was signing the documents and once finished he returned the paper work to the woman in front. His hand automatically reaching for Usagi's, instinctively she took it. It was natural for the both of them to be so respectful and affectionate.
"What happens now?" asked Mamoru.
"Well.. Mr. Chiba, this goes to the judges and gets signed off and that's it" The woman flashed them a smile.
"That was easier than I had thought" easy as in paper work, no hassle no trouble but of course, it was difficult for what was churning in Usagi's stomach not to mention, her heart.
For the past five years, Mamoru was every part of her life. Now what seemed was right to separate, feel so utterly wrong. "Mrs. Chiba" the woman hesitated calling Usagi by her married name. When she received no reprimand, she shook her head, wondering why these two were separating "Mrs. Chiba, you and your husband are such a unique case. Most people divorce because they cant stand one other and they vow to make each others lives a living hell." Usagi glanced towards Mamoru in returned squeezed her hand affectionately.
"Indeed Usako and I are unique. Though it might not have worked out between us, we respect each other in every way. We always have" he ended.
"And always will" Usagi added, now it was her turn to squeeze his hand.
The woman stared at them, as Mamoru and Usagi affectionately spoke to one another. Mamoru 22, Usagi 19. They were young but their maturity about the Divorce surpasses anyone else she had ever encountered. These two were meant to be with one another. 'This is what I call Love' she thought silently before Mamoru turned to her and spoke. "Are we finish?".
Mishiki stood, and smiled "yes we are... and Good Luck to you both" Mamoru and Usagi stood, with Mamoru's courteous manner, he lead Usagi outside to the lobby.
"Oh Mishiki-san" Usagi turned around taking a piece of paper out of her purse "If you need me for anything, here is my number where I will be staying" The woman took the note and read it.
"You are leaving for the States?" she asked then turned towards Mamoru, who in her eyes held the sense of regret.
"Hai, Mishiki-san, I will be living with my family there for a while and attend school". She nodded understanding "Well Good Luck to you".
"Arigato". Mishiki stood and waited until, both Usagi and Mamoru had entered the elevator and left. All that time, she had seen Mamoru, wisp strays of hair away from Usagi's face, and Usagi flick lint off his coat. The two was so in-love, it radiated brightly around them. She sighed, of all the divorce she's seen, this was one especially that she felt shouldn't have.
Outside the building, Usagi and Mamoru faced one another. This was their final goodbye. Usagi will be on her way to the airport, to America.. miles away. Mamoru held the tears that he felt would fall anytime. "Usako, will you call me when you arrive" Usagi looked at him with all the love she had held for him all these years.
"Of course Mamo-chan". The taxi, came to an abrupt stop and Mamoru sighed, cupping her chin
"Usako, anytime you need me, you give me a call... okay." dipping down, knowing that it would be his last kiss. It was sweet as always but this time, the hunger was held, it was innocent.
"I will Mamo-chan." She whispered when they separated. "I have to go.." reluctantly Mamoru let her go.
"You take care" he watched her enter the taxi. The driver had closed the door and Usagi situated herself, her head tilted to the side to watch Mamoru. Standing there, he watched her, just as she felt, saddened and despondent!
"Are you ready Miss?" asked the driver. Usagi nodded and the taxi revved. Their eyes met, and at the moment, all Usagi wanted was to run to him. But she couldn't, this was her idea in the first place. Mamoru's mouth opened but no words came, just the motion of his lips. 'I Love You'.
To Be Continued...
By raq
Written 2.13.02
Chapter 1
"Are you ready Usako?" he asked, his navy blue eyes glinting against the sun. Standing in front of the building, Mamoru approached his wife. Holding her hand steady as she looked up to him. With a slight nod, Mamoru smiled and lead her away.
Usagi had been nervous about everything, her throat dried as she walked in, her heels clicking to the marble floors. Waiting, she took a glance towards her 'husband', his soft raven hair and his charming smile. He was a wonderful man and always will be. The elevator opened and Usagi's stomach began to churn, the elevator travel to the third floor and silently the doors opened.
Together they stepped out, hands still clasped the slowly walked towards the glass doors. Without a word, they stared at the door with the title, Nagumi Mishiki, Family Law. Strongly, for her support, he squeezed her hand. When she brought her eyes to his, softly he asked "You ready?" with a slight nod, she swallowed the lump in her throat and entered.
A few minutes later, they had found themselves, sitting side by side in a conference room, her hands fidgeting, at the end of her nicely pleated skirt. Mamoru sat quietly, his mind going blank at the moment. 'This was difficult' he thought silently as he unexpectedly turned towards his wife. His wife, Usagi was nervous that he could clearly see but she wasn't alone, so was he.
"Mamo-chan?" she turned to him.
"hmmm?" her deep royal blue eyes, searching his. Searching for something, that emotion, the backing she had always felt when she felt uneasy. Willingly they were there and in an instant he saw the need, he reached for her hand and held it strongly. Usagi, held her breath, he was so good to her and no matter what ever happened, he was always there.... "Mamo-chan.." she whispered "No matter what" stalling for a moment.
"Go on Usako" she smiled at his little pet name
"I'll always love you.. Mamo-chan.." Mamoru looked into her eyes, and yes it would be true. No matter what happens, Usagi will always be his love.
"I know Usako.. I know.." softly he returned with the same emotional promise she had made, sealing that promise, he lifted her hand to his lips "I'll always love you too.. no matter!"
The door opened, entered a woman that they had been in contact with for the past two months. Smiling she sat in front of them, her eyes lingering on the linked hands between them, and in her experience this was the best she had ever seen. Calm, patience and deep respect for one another, it had always been a wonder why the two didn't work out. "Mishiki-san, you said our papers were ready?" asked Usagi.
The woman smiled then nodded, "yes they are Usagi-san" she gestured as she opened the file "This will only take a moment of your time and after that, your Divorce will be final" Usagi turned to Mamoru at the word Final and her heart leapt off the mountains she had been walking hand in hand with Mamoru. There was no turning back. This was it, and it would be final.
Usagi watched as Mamoru read the papers, his brow creasing from time to time. Usagi inwardly giggled, at how adorable she had always thought that was. From that first meeting, it had been one of her favorite characteristics.
Mamoru was signing the documents and once finished he returned the paper work to the woman in front. His hand automatically reaching for Usagi's, instinctively she took it. It was natural for the both of them to be so respectful and affectionate.
"What happens now?" asked Mamoru.
"Well.. Mr. Chiba, this goes to the judges and gets signed off and that's it" The woman flashed them a smile.
"That was easier than I had thought" easy as in paper work, no hassle no trouble but of course, it was difficult for what was churning in Usagi's stomach not to mention, her heart.
For the past five years, Mamoru was every part of her life. Now what seemed was right to separate, feel so utterly wrong. "Mrs. Chiba" the woman hesitated calling Usagi by her married name. When she received no reprimand, she shook her head, wondering why these two were separating "Mrs. Chiba, you and your husband are such a unique case. Most people divorce because they cant stand one other and they vow to make each others lives a living hell." Usagi glanced towards Mamoru in returned squeezed her hand affectionately.
"Indeed Usako and I are unique. Though it might not have worked out between us, we respect each other in every way. We always have" he ended.
"And always will" Usagi added, now it was her turn to squeeze his hand.
The woman stared at them, as Mamoru and Usagi affectionately spoke to one another. Mamoru 22, Usagi 19. They were young but their maturity about the Divorce surpasses anyone else she had ever encountered. These two were meant to be with one another. 'This is what I call Love' she thought silently before Mamoru turned to her and spoke. "Are we finish?".
Mishiki stood, and smiled "yes we are... and Good Luck to you both" Mamoru and Usagi stood, with Mamoru's courteous manner, he lead Usagi outside to the lobby.
"Oh Mishiki-san" Usagi turned around taking a piece of paper out of her purse "If you need me for anything, here is my number where I will be staying" The woman took the note and read it.
"You are leaving for the States?" she asked then turned towards Mamoru, who in her eyes held the sense of regret.
"Hai, Mishiki-san, I will be living with my family there for a while and attend school". She nodded understanding "Well Good Luck to you".
"Arigato". Mishiki stood and waited until, both Usagi and Mamoru had entered the elevator and left. All that time, she had seen Mamoru, wisp strays of hair away from Usagi's face, and Usagi flick lint off his coat. The two was so in-love, it radiated brightly around them. She sighed, of all the divorce she's seen, this was one especially that she felt shouldn't have.
Outside the building, Usagi and Mamoru faced one another. This was their final goodbye. Usagi will be on her way to the airport, to America.. miles away. Mamoru held the tears that he felt would fall anytime. "Usako, will you call me when you arrive" Usagi looked at him with all the love she had held for him all these years.
"Of course Mamo-chan". The taxi, came to an abrupt stop and Mamoru sighed, cupping her chin
"Usako, anytime you need me, you give me a call... okay." dipping down, knowing that it would be his last kiss. It was sweet as always but this time, the hunger was held, it was innocent.
"I will Mamo-chan." She whispered when they separated. "I have to go.." reluctantly Mamoru let her go.
"You take care" he watched her enter the taxi. The driver had closed the door and Usagi situated herself, her head tilted to the side to watch Mamoru. Standing there, he watched her, just as she felt, saddened and despondent!
"Are you ready Miss?" asked the driver. Usagi nodded and the taxi revved. Their eyes met, and at the moment, all Usagi wanted was to run to him. But she couldn't, this was her idea in the first place. Mamoru's mouth opened but no words came, just the motion of his lips. 'I Love You'.
To Be Continued...