Author's Note: Alright everyone! I'm finally back after so long! Now, I'm trying to rewrite my story "Bloody Rain," but it's just going really slow with my new job and all. ANYWHO! I thought about doing this for the longest, but finally got it going after reading some SeiyaxUsagi fan fiction. I hope you enjoy this! On a side note, thanks to my editor, Ice Megumi a.k.a. Fuyu-chan! Arigatou, Fuyu-chan!!!!!
An Unspoken Answer
"Am I not good enough?"
Seiya's question rang through Usagi's head later that night. Usagi shook her head in frustration, tears prickling the corners of her eyes.
"Am I not good enough?"
The question began resounding through Usagi's head repeatedly even after repeated shakes of her head to dislodge these… unfaithful… thoughts. She shouldn't be thinking of this! She shouldn't even be thinking of Seiya at all! She should be thinking of Mamo-chan! What kind of girlfriend was she? Thinking about someone other than her soul mate! Although… who could blame her?
Usagi stuffed her pillow between her head and legs to muffle her sobs, and tried to stop her tears from falling, but it was useless. Her friends thought that she was naïve, but what did they really know besides what she let them? Yes, it took her a while to figure out that Seiya loved her, and even longer to figure out her feelings for him, but who could blame her? I mean, the only guy she liked liked, was Mamoru, but that was only a crush, until their past came crashing into her mind. Sure, Mamoru was a good boyfriend, but they had nothing in common besides their past!
"Am I not good enough?"
Usagi choked on a sob. Oh Seiya… How could she hurt him so?! Pretending not to know what he was talking about… but… Chibi-Usa…. How could she forget about her? Her darling little daughter… Her Small Lady…
"Am I not good enough?"
Oh Seiya…. If only you knew… If only you knew that you were good enough… but… Usagi looked at the stars outside her window; I can't sacrifice my daughter… I swear, I'm so sorry Seiya, but even though I love you… I love my daughter even more…
A tear slid down a cheek from closed eyelids and down a sleeping face, Believe me, you are good enough… just too good enough for someone like me… I'm sorry…
I love you…