What Is Love?
Love....a word that is foreign to me. The American Heritage
Dictionary tells us that 'Love' is: An intense affection for another person
based on familial or personal ties; yet, in the same book, it says that Love
is: An intense attraction to another person based largely on sexual desire.
Is that what this sacred feeling has come to today?
There is also another saying: 'It is better to have loved and lost,
than to have never loved at all.' I have loved...and lost. Countless of
times. A loss to me is no more than a pebble on the ground. This loss
though,is ripping my heart to pieces.
*Sigh*
Have you ever felt a tingling feeling whenever you are around
someoneyou care for? Someone you love? I have. Everytime I'm
around my Usako. But I guess she's not mine anymore. It started ever
since I came back from America.
I was walking through the park, looking for Usako ('cause her mother
said she wasn't home), and then I spotted her. With *him.* They were under
*our* tree. The huge oak tree that sat upon the highest hill. I didn't know
what they were doing, so I walked closer. It was at that point when I saw
him kiss her.
I didn't know what to say. I was angered beyond recognition.
Speechless, in fact. It was like seeing her in the clutches of Prince
Demando
again. Yet this rat-boy, Seiya, had claimed her heart, or so I thought.
I gasped. Usako heard me, and looked up, seeing me there with a look
of horror on my face.
"Mamo-chan..." she whispered, just enough for Seiya to hear.
"Mamoru-san?" he uttered as if that was his last word before he
died.
Tears threatened to come forth from my eyes. Not wanting Usako to
see
them, I did the next best thing I could think of: I ran.
Usako chased after me, yelling my name. I ignored her, and ran
straight for my apartment.
It's not fair! Usako is *my* only love! *My* soulmate! Why did I
have
to come back? I knew I shouldn't have! But, like always, my heart leads me
to
an undesired fate. A fate I now wish was less horrifying than the day Usako
defeated Queen Beryl.
Nani? I hear a knock at my door. It's Usako. I answer it. I back out
of the way, and let her come in.
"Mamo-chan...gomen nasai! I didn't know Seiya-kun was going to
kiss me!"
"Do you love him?"
"Nani?"
"Do you love him?"
"Mamo-chan...no! I love *you.* With all of my heart and soul!"
"Then why didn't you push him away? Why did you let him kiss you?"
Usako is speechless.
"Why?" Now, tears are coursing freely down my cheeks.
"I...don't know." She leaves after this remark, leaving me
standing
there. My knees buckle and I sink to the floor, crying my eyes out.
What is Love?
I haven't the slightest clue.
* * * *
Ok.....no one get mad at me! I'm not trying to break up Usako and Mamo-chan!
This was a spur-of-the-moment thing, and the idea came to me when I was
watching my friend's subtitled episodes of the Stars series. This is my own
little rendition of what might have happened if Mamoru didn't get his
Starseed taken.
Sailormoon (a.k.a Tsukino Usagi), Tuxedo Kamen (a.k.a Chiba Mamoru), and
SailorStarFighter (a.k.a Kou Seiya...er....rat-boy) are copyrighted by
Takeuchi Naoko and many other large corporations.
Till next Fanfic......
Amanda
(email me!! SlrMoon23@hotmail.com) Comments, Questions, Death threats, and
Flames are accepted. Death threats and Flames will be shoved through a
blender, though.
Love....a word that is foreign to me. The American Heritage
Dictionary tells us that 'Love' is: An intense affection for another person
based on familial or personal ties; yet, in the same book, it says that Love
is: An intense attraction to another person based largely on sexual desire.
Is that what this sacred feeling has come to today?
There is also another saying: 'It is better to have loved and lost,
than to have never loved at all.' I have loved...and lost. Countless of
times. A loss to me is no more than a pebble on the ground. This loss
though,is ripping my heart to pieces.
*Sigh*
Have you ever felt a tingling feeling whenever you are around
someoneyou care for? Someone you love? I have. Everytime I'm
around my Usako. But I guess she's not mine anymore. It started ever
since I came back from America.
I was walking through the park, looking for Usako ('cause her mother
said she wasn't home), and then I spotted her. With *him.* They were under
*our* tree. The huge oak tree that sat upon the highest hill. I didn't know
what they were doing, so I walked closer. It was at that point when I saw
him kiss her.
I didn't know what to say. I was angered beyond recognition.
Speechless, in fact. It was like seeing her in the clutches of Prince
Demando
again. Yet this rat-boy, Seiya, had claimed her heart, or so I thought.
I gasped. Usako heard me, and looked up, seeing me there with a look
of horror on my face.
"Mamo-chan..." she whispered, just enough for Seiya to hear.
"Mamoru-san?" he uttered as if that was his last word before he
died.
Tears threatened to come forth from my eyes. Not wanting Usako to
see
them, I did the next best thing I could think of: I ran.
Usako chased after me, yelling my name. I ignored her, and ran
straight for my apartment.
It's not fair! Usako is *my* only love! *My* soulmate! Why did I
have
to come back? I knew I shouldn't have! But, like always, my heart leads me
to
an undesired fate. A fate I now wish was less horrifying than the day Usako
defeated Queen Beryl.
Nani? I hear a knock at my door. It's Usako. I answer it. I back out
of the way, and let her come in.
"Mamo-chan...gomen nasai! I didn't know Seiya-kun was going to
kiss me!"
"Do you love him?"
"Nani?"
"Do you love him?"
"Mamo-chan...no! I love *you.* With all of my heart and soul!"
"Then why didn't you push him away? Why did you let him kiss you?"
Usako is speechless.
"Why?" Now, tears are coursing freely down my cheeks.
"I...don't know." She leaves after this remark, leaving me
standing
there. My knees buckle and I sink to the floor, crying my eyes out.
What is Love?
I haven't the slightest clue.
* * * *
Ok.....no one get mad at me! I'm not trying to break up Usako and Mamo-chan!
This was a spur-of-the-moment thing, and the idea came to me when I was
watching my friend's subtitled episodes of the Stars series. This is my own
little rendition of what might have happened if Mamoru didn't get his
Starseed taken.
Sailormoon (a.k.a Tsukino Usagi), Tuxedo Kamen (a.k.a Chiba Mamoru), and
SailorStarFighter (a.k.a Kou Seiya...er....rat-boy) are copyrighted by
Takeuchi Naoko and many other large corporations.
Till next Fanfic......
Amanda
(email me!! SlrMoon23@hotmail.com) Comments, Questions, Death threats, and
Flames are accepted. Death threats and Flames will be shoved through a
blender, though.