And so began my hunt when my betrayal became apparent.
The look in her eyes as my cowardice came to light was all it took to break my heart. Something I hadn't thought possible.
This angel had come to me from afar and offered me her love. Long years of spurn had hardened every part of me, so I it handled as I did any good in my life; with suspicion.
However, time went by and the constant of her adoration began melting my heart of blackened stone. I finally began to believe and tonight I was to tell her of my undying love; hers had gone unrequited for so long... If I had known about the sacrifices she made to be with me, what would have happened?
It was to be a special night. I had invited her to this gala where only the elite would attend. Normally I detested these things, but she had a way of warming people hearts… and as it was in the city's most private of garden's, I knew it was the ideal setting. She loved nature, you see. It was only intrinsic for an angel to do so. It was going to be perfect...
She wore a dress of vibrant red and when I saw her among the roses working her innocent charm on my piers, I saw years of happiness with her by my side flash before my eyes. Thoughts of marriage and her bearing my children left no doubts that I loved her with everything.
I was pulled away by an associate. She wondered from my eyes to talk to the flowers and explore the garden's secrets. Someone followed her...
Free at last, I saw the opportune moment away from prying eyes to offer myself to her. I remember being nervous. Would she even want to be earthbound? Tied down to a callous man such as myself? This anxiety was the womb of another emotion: doubt.
That's when I found them. If I had been wiser, I would have noticed that instead of reveling in his embrace, she was pushing against Diamond with all her might, trying to break the kiss. Jealousy and betrayal, my old friends, overcame me.
He pulled away, my fist found his jaw. Accusations began to leave my mouth, only fueled by his arrogance. If I had been wiser, I would've heard her truths instead of lies. My scorn grew torrential and the damage became written across her face.
How could I have betrayed her constant, unwavering love! As soon as my head began to cool and words of apology began to rush into my head, she whispered her goodbye in tears, "Goodbye, Mamoru..."
Then, in a burst of silver light, she was gone leaving only her red dress.
I ignored the alarmed fiend as my world lost its color with her departure. Now I know my foolishness and I carry this with me forever, even now as I hunt for the angel who called herself Usagi.
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AN: This was a response to a writing challenge on It was specified that the max amount of words were 500, so that's why it's so short.