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Dear Mamo-chan
How are your studies going?
Sometimes I wish you'd just reply,or call, or visit… There's so much going on here, with the new enemies, and the new senshi, the Star Lights and… I wish you were here, maybe I wouldn't be so confused.
There's this boy, Seiya. He's there for me. At first he reminded me of you. ...But he's so different. ...Now he kind of reminds me of me. And … I don't know how to say it, but I'm attracted to him. Please don't be angry, I'm trying so hard to stay faithful to you, mamo-chan, but I'm failing.
I'm so lonely, Mamo-chan. I miss you. You said you'd write, you'd call.
And I've been thinking.
The feelings he awakens inside my soul – the parts he's touching. It's so different from you.
It's so different from our destinied love. I'm not Serenity, Mamo-Chan. I'm Usagi and she's neither a princess nor a soldier, yet she's both and who am I? Who am I, Mamo-chan, can you tell me, please? I'm not sure anymore. It wasn't supposed that I ever become a senshi at all. It was a mistake Luna made. But it happened. A princess was never supposed to be the leader of the senshi that protected her. The princess in me loves you. Her prince. But the soldier …. I think the soldier loves her fellow soldier. The soldier in me fell in love with Fighter. No, with Seiya. Or maybe it was Usagi. I'm not sure.
I wish I could tell the others. They don't know who the Starlights really are. They don't know about Seiya. And I know they'd never understand. I wish you'd call. You must be angry. I would like to make you understand. But I'm not sure if I understand it myself, yet. It's all so complicated, Mamo-chan.
I wish you were here,
Love always
Usagi
She breathed deeply, folding the paper neatly and tucking it back into the pocket of her jeans, which was sprawled beneath her on the floor. The bed she lay in smelled of citrus and musk and that wonderful fragrance she couldn't point her finger on, the man that lay beside her in the stark white sheets, so peacefully asleep, one hand under his face, the other arm wrapped possessively around her middle, it smelled of him.
She propped herself up on her elbows, her hair gently falling in her face and brushing against his arm. She leaned down and breathed in his scent, softly nuzzling his neck.
"Odango", he exhaled deepling, moaning, and tightened his grip around her a little.
She smiled, kissing the vein on his neck gently, then trying to withdraw from his grip, but he wouldn't let her. "Nooo" He moaned, opening his eyes slowly and blinking against the light that shone brightly through the windows of his room. "Don't go yet."
"I have to" She whispered. "I have to get my school uniform. I can't go to school in these," She pointed to the floor, indicating her faded denims "can I?"
She hadn't planned to stay the night. She never planned anything with Seiya. With Seiya, everything just happened. Last night she'd felt so lonely, so very very alone. And he'd stopped by, and held her while she cried, like she did so many times before. And then he took her to the rooftop of their school, and made her stand on the ledge and feel the cold chilly wind wisp against her skin, making her hair fly and her tears dry, and he told her to scream, scream so loud that everyone would wake up from it, everyone would feel and hear her distress, everyone would care. All thoughts would be with her, with her pain. And she wouldn't be alone anymore. The world would understand.
And she screamed. She screamed and screamed and the sky seemed to scream along, as almost immediately it started to rain, drenching them both, and bold thunder and lightening brightened the sky. But Seiya held on, warmed her from behind, held her, didn't care the least how wet he got.
And she felt it. She felt everybodys' minds open up and free her from this loneliness. As if a burden was lifted from her. And she felt Seiya's face in the crook of her neck, and his lips on her jugular, and his tears smeared on her skin, mingling with her's. Tears he shed for her, desire he held for her and her alone. She'd turned around in his embrace then, and kissed him, fierce, passionately. She jumped up, wrapped her legs around his middle, and he leaned them against the fence, the rain soaking them both, but they didn't notice.
"So let's just stay in" He whined. He didn't want to face the world yet, again. He wanted to stay in this bubble, where this angel belonged to him and him alone. He didn't want to pretend he'd never touched her, his light, his love. He took her delicate hands and drew her on top of him, completely unashamed by his nudity, and smirked at her deep blush, before drawing her in for a kiss.
"I'll get detention." She whined. "And you, too" She got free from his hold. "What will we tell the others?"
The others. Right. It always came back to them. "I can protect you, too, you know. You don't have to depend so much on them." He looked up at her, then. "I'd die for you, too."
She looked at him, long, silent. And knew he meant it. She cocked her head to the side, then. Smiled, and asked in this lovely voice of her's. "Then hurry up now, and take me home, and then to school." He smiled back at her, got up, and dressed as fast as he could.
His brothers didn't approve of their sibling's relationship with the leader of the earth senshi. But maybe it would help them with time. And they had to admit, they began to find a liking in her. She was so true, so honest, so sincere in her feelings and compassion, and she reminded them of their princess in some ways they couldn't explain. She had that air of pure royalty around her. It was special, and it was rare, and it was a mystery to them how it could be in the heart of a mere soldier, such devine love.
Usagi exited Seiya's bedroom then, and Yaten snickered at her. "ya yaaaaaa." He sang, smirking at her, and Usagi blushed. "Good Morning, Tsukino-san." Taiki acknowledged, looking up from his paper. "G-ggood morning" she mumbled, blushing.
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"Odango!" He yelled to her closed door, like a preschooler. "Hurry up!"
"Jaaaaa!" She screeched, exiting her front door, now dressed in her usual school uniform, the skirt flying around her legs as she ran to him, falling into his arms. He hugged her to his side, then, and kissed her temple. He loved this.
He could remember that day, when he asked her if she had a boyfriend, where he'd wished he could do just that.
He loved the smell of her hair and her skin. He wished he could take it to his grave, be enveloped by the sweet fragrance that was her's for all eternity.
For a few blocks they walked like that, his arm around her shoulder, she nuzzling up to him, but the nearer they got to her school, and that corner, the more detached she become until, right before turning into that street, they walked with several inches of distance between them, and he already mourned the contact. "Minna!" She bellowed to her friends, who rounded the corner.
"Usagi-chaaaaan!" Minako yelped. "You're early!"
Makoto and Ami looked at their friend, perplexed. Then their gaze fell on Seiya. "Good morning Seiya, Usagi. Did you two run into each other?"
"Yes" "No" They replied simultaneously. And looked at each other. Seiya was in the calmest and coolest state. Well, he's professional after all, Usagi thought. But she was sure she was giving it all away, stammering and blushing the shade of an overripe tomato. "I picked her up" Seiya said, calmly, smirking that cocky grin that was so usual for him and made Usagi blush even more.
"And she let you?" Makoto laughed. "Why of course. I'm hot." Seiya smirked, pushing the sunglasses onto his nose. And Usagi sputtered, laughing at him. "What?" He said, mock offended, and Makoto had to giggle.
"Usagi" Ami said, watching Seiya's reaction. "We meet at the Arcade after school, with Rei. We have to talk…. About … some…things."
Usagi looked at Seiya, smiling at him. She wished she could tell them. How he'd saved her from that youma, believing her to be helpless, and transformed. How she'd found out that her secret boyfriend was actually a secret girlfriend. "Do you care?" He had asked her. And she'd shaken her head no, smiling.
She hated that she had to keep this from them. What would they do if she kissed him now?
"Yes, Usagi, some….thinggggggs." Minako said, drawing very near, and the other senshi sweat-dropped.
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Makoto and Ami walked home after school, when they saw someone grab Usagi at a corner, drawing her to him. She yelped in surprise. Believing her to be in danger they looked at each other, nodded, drew their transformation henshins and ran around the corner, stopping dead in their tracks at the sight that met their view. Usagi and Seiya, groping, kissing. She was leaned back against the wall, his hands tangling in her hair and down her back. Ami yelped, startled, and Makoto drew her back around the corner, startled even more. But they hadn't noticed them.
"Oh my god." Makoto mouthed. What was this!
