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The Battle Within: Torn
By: SpiritOfTheWind
I don't know why I accepted his offer. Do I really want to see him again? I couldn't decide. That man was my murderer, my lover, my everything, and my end. Was. And now? I don't know. My mind battles constantly with my heart. Which one should I follow? Logic, or love? Love, or duty? Love. Duty. Love. Logic. Love. Love. Why must it be so hard?
Mamoru keeps them in a velvet box. My emotions are in turmoil. Doesn't he hate them for what they've done? Of course. Yet, he respects them, protects them. What am I to think?
"Minako."
My heart starts to pound. It was his voice. I could smell his musky scent from where I was. My heart screamed relentlessly for me to forgive him. To run into his arms and accept his offered hand. Yet I couldn't. Wouldn't. Mustn't. I turn slowly. "Kunzite," I acknowledge.
He hadn't changed. The same platinum hair, the same icy eyes, the same impassive countenance. The same. It was I who had changed. Changed dramatically. Emotionally. Physically. Mentally. I could see the pain and uncertainty in his eyes. I knew mine was a mirror image. "Please." His voice was a silky baritone, yet that note of desperation, note of regret was plain to the ear.
"What," I never knew myself to be this cold.
"You have changed."
"I see you have not."
"Will you forget what happened?" I could sense unease in his tone.
"Never."
Never. Never. Never. Such a cold word. So meaningful, yet empty. So sudden, so definite. So strong, yet weak.
"But I will forgive."
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This is my first submitted fic! It's meant to have more chapters, but right now, I'm sticking with this. Please review. SpiritOfTheWind
