Righting a Wrong
His heart sped up slightly as he spotted her ahead of him, walking by the lake. This was it. This was his chance to make amends. To apologise for… well everything really. He slipped into a jog to catch up with her and called out, "Usagi!" It felt so good to say it. "Hey Usagi!"
She stopped and turned to him. He grinned while she watched him curiously as he came to a stop in front of her. "Mamoru-ba… uh… Mamoru-san?"
He softened his smile even though he felt like he was going to burst. He wanted her to take him seriously when he said this and it was doubtful that she would if he was grinning like maniac. He opened his mouth ready to spill everything.
I'm sorry for all the mean things I say. Sorry for all the mean things I do as well. I know that I can be a jerk a lot of the time but it's not fair and you don't deserve it. I'm sorry that I tease you about your grades and your hair and Motoki. I'm just so sorry about everything I've ever done to you to make you sad or angry.
She was still watching him, her head tilted to the side and blue eyes filled with curiosity as to what he might say. He swallowed hard, nervousness creeping in. Why wouldn't the words come out? "Usagi," he said again. He couldn't seem to get any further than just saying her name.
"Yes?" It looked like she was beginning to get impatient with him.
"I-" he cut himself off and swallowed again. "I…" He let out a small sigh. It wasn't working. He couldn't say it. "Never mind, it's not important."
She shrugged. "Okay then. I'll see you later Mamoru." She grinned at him and skipped away. He watched as her long pigtails disappeared in the distance. He sighed as he turned around and began to walk home.
At least it was a start.