A/N: Ok, this is my second try at a fanfic. I was quite discouraged the first time, since only one person reviewed…I don't know if people aren't reading or what…but if you do read this, please review for me so I know people are actually reading, and if they like my work…I'm nervous about fanfics because I've never written them… Anyways, R&R if you would please, I hope you enjoy this new story. Here is the first part. Arigatou!
Usagi opened her eyes, blinking slowly. Her golden hair was pooled around her on her soft pillow, and she felt warm and comfortable on her big bed. She stretched and yawned, blinking away the bleary vision that accompanies most mornings. Her vision cleared, and she looked over to her right and a smile crept across her face.
Reaching up, she delicately brushed Mamoru's lips with her fingertips, smiling at the way he stirred a little and sighed happily in his sleep. Love rushed over her in a wave, a deep feeling of affection for the man she had long ago come to love with her whole being. She gently touched his cheek and slid out of bed, trying not to wake him.
Walking towards the huge glass doors leading to the balcony of their apartment, Usagi toyed with a strand of hair which reached nearly to the floor. It had been growing even faster now, and she continuously needed to trim it, but for now it was just right. Her hand let go of the strand of hair and reached out to touch the cool glass of the doors.
Usagi looked out over Tokyo, and her heart wanted to weep. In a few days, it would all change, and she knew she had nothing to do but accept it. This city had very much become a part of her, and she would miss this sight. Yet she wasn't afraid, and had no regrets. She knew that time must keep progressing.
A hand suddenly grasped her shoulder and she jumped, letting out a little squeak before she felt a warm, strong pair of arms closing around her and pulling her against an equally warm and strong body. A small laugh escaped her.
"Mamo-chan, you nearly frightened me to death." Smiling out toward the city, she reached up to grasp one of the hands holding her and gave it a little squeeze.
"You should know you can't sneak away so easily, Usako. I can feel when you're not beside me." Mamoru kissed the top of her head and turned her around gently. She smiled up at him, but could not hide the small glint of worry in her eyes, for Mamoru bent down and gave her a soft kiss.
"You worry about what is to come." It wasn't a question, merely a statement of the truth.
"Yes, I do worry. I don't know what is going to happen." She stopped and laughed suddenly. "Well, I suppose I do know what's going to happen. I'm just not sure how."
"Don't worry, Usako." Mamoru took her hands in his and kissed them. "You have me, and I will always stand beside you. I believe in you."
Usagi looked up at him, her savior, the man who had always been there to rescue her from the very beginning whenever she needed rescuing, and tears filled her eyes. She threw her arms wide and launched herself into him unexpectedly, wrapping her arms around him, but he caught her easily and hugged her back, smiling and kissing her hair.
