Unanswered Questions

He lay in the grass gazing up at the moon. Soon it would be full, shining its pale glow over the world, a light in the dark of night, a glimmer of hope to some.

Alone in the park, he pondered the purpose of his life. So many pieces were missing from the puzzle of his memory. Recollections came as dreams, some too fantastic to believe, others fitting in with what little he did know.

They all worried about him, shooting him frequent glances when they thought he would not notice. After waking in the hospital, they had been his link to his past but it had later become apparent that he could not rely on just them. They were not able to fill in all the gaps.

He would not be able to rest if he could not find the missing pieces and solve the puzzle.

A face popped into his view, her crystal clear, sapphire blue eyes looking deeply into his and her golden hair glinted with a silver sheen as it cascaded onto him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he noted that she was back.

"Hiiro, why are you just staring into space? It's cold out here." she complained playfully.

"Hn."

"Don't you 'hn' me mister! I asked a perfectly understandable question in Japanese and I don't accept grunts as a answer." she scolded, shaking her index finger in his face.

Grabbing the hand so close to his face, he pulled her down beside him and rolled onto her, the question burning at the tip of his tongue. Gazing into her wide-eyed orbs, all thoughts, all questions flew right out of his head. Lost in those beautiful eyes, he felt himself drowning in foreign sensations, chest aching as unfamiliar warmth spread throughout his body.

He tried to identify the elusive emotions flooding him, the most obvious being passion and possessiveness and the hardest being love. He loved this woman, this ghost who constantly haunted him.

"Hii-chan, I will always love you. You must never forget that." she said, eyes misting over with emotion.

He did not know if her mouth moved but her words resounded in his head. Filling him with hope. Hope that the puzzle would one day be complete. Hope that he would one day have her at his side, in his home.

"Where are you?" he asked, an edge of desperation in his voice. None of his comrades would have recognised this Hiiro Yui, so full of emotion, desperate as it may be.

"You know where I am. I look over you always but you cannot see me during the day. Come find me my love. I'm waiting for you." she said with a soft smile.

"Just trust in your heart. It will lead you true."

With those words resonating in his head, she disappeared in a shower of silver sparkles and Hiiro jolted upright, clothes plastered to his body with sweat.

Pale moonlight illuminated his tussled bed sheets and his shivering form as a cold breeze swirled into the room from the open balcony doors.

'Another night, another dream,' he thought disgustedly. 'When would these dreams stop?'

He got out of bed, body stiff with annoyance. He could have sworn he had closed those doors.

Walking to the double doors, he took a hold of the handles to shut and lock them but something had him stop. Her words still fresh in his mind, he looked up at the moon, noting rather absentmindedly that it was almost full, just like in his dream.

The silvery orb seemed to fill him with calm, cleansing him of all his frustration and anger. Under that glowing moon he felt renewed.

Determination restored, he went over her last words and an inkling of what she meant trickled into his alert mind. That inkling flared into a spark and that spark grew as his certainty grew.

"I'm coming for you Tsukino Usagi, and when I get you I'm never letting you go again!" he vowed, the moon his witness.