Misty Soul

Misty Soul: Chapter 2

This story is based on the characters from Naoko Takeuchi's famous MANGA not anime. Therefore, Usagi is not the ditzy klutz she is in the anime. Mamoru does not give corny speeches and the inner senshis are not bitches (I just had to point that out) The characters do not belong to me, except maybe for the little angel, spirit…whatever; however the ideas do. Don't sue me, PLEASE, I have no money whatsoever. The only money I do have is the $25 which I have saved to buy the Fushigi Yuugi OAV's that come out December 5th!!! ^-^ Well enjoy!!! (btw, this is my first fic, so, no flames ^-^)

Ps: the points of view vary throughout the story. I will specify them before each chapter, now onto the story ^-^ :

Ok here's chapter 2 for you. (btw: you might want to read the first chapter… otherwise, you might not understand what's going on and also I forgot to mention this in the first chapter but the senshis are all a couple of years older) So here's a summary: Usagi has just seen a "spirit of the Earth" as it called itself and it asked her to save Earth. If I get enough reviews, I'll continue so PLEASE REVIEW!!! (unless you really hate it T_T) :

(Mamoru's point of view)

He came up to the wooden door of her house and knocked. Usagi's mom answered the door, cheerful as always. "Why, hello Mamoru, come right in. Usagi is in her room. Would you like some tea, or maybe hot chocolate?" Her cheerfulness had always enchanted him. He couldn't refuse such an offer. "Yes please, some hot chocolate would be very nice." "Coming right up" He headed towards Usagi's bedroom. He knocked and when no one answered, he stepped inside. Usagi was lying on her bed, her head deep in her pillow. Her leg hung loose from the bed. He reached down, covered her with the covers and tucked her in. He laughed inside. "Sleepyhead" Something bothered him though. She was always so peaceful when she slept. She usually seemed serene and happy. Somehow he did not like her expression. He stretched his hand and gently shook her awake. "Huh? Mamoru?" He couldn't help but grin at her startled look. "How might my little angel be doing this lovely morning?" Her eyes were silver like how they appeared on a rainy day. "Are you alright?" She sat up. "Yeah! Why do you ask?" She yawned. "You look as though you have not slept a bit." "I had a bad dream." She reached under her pillow and pulled out an exotic purple flower. "Or maybe not." Her eyes shone for a second, but the glimmer soon faded off. "What did you dream about?" She looked at him with puzzled eyes. "I don't remember. I just feel this huge empty space in my heart. I feel so sad and I don't know why." He could imagine the lump forming in her throat, and couldn't bear to see her so sad. Usagi was, like her mother, such a spirited and lively person. This sorrow in her eyes was not fit for her.

(Usagi's point of view)

"Do you want to go shopping or go out for an ice cream." I didn't feel like ice cream. All I wanted to do was cry and cry my heart out. But I couldn't just leave Mamoru so worried. I tried to put on a smile, and forced myself to sound cheerful. "Sure, you know I will always go for ice cream." I knew he didn't buy my tone. And he knew I knew. "I hope this will make you feel better." He leaned in to kiss me. His breath was comforting against my face. Our lips met and I felt his love surge through me. It should have made me feel better but it didn't. It only made me feel worse, because it made me realize how lucky and happy I was to be able to love, and be loved back in return. He broke of the kiss and quickly smiled, but not fast enough to hide the concern I saw on his face. "So are we going for this ice cream or not?" This time, his grin was truthful. "It's on me." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed. "Wait I must look like a mess. Hold on, I'll just brush my hair." He pulled me back. "No I like your hair down. It makes your eyes shine out." I'd always liked it down too. Plus, it always took so much time to put it in buns. "Ok then let me just pass a brush through it. Leaving your hair down doesn't mean you have to look like a mop." I brushed my hair, put in a little butterfly clip, and grabbing for Mamoru's hand pulled him outside onto the warm sun, my sadness forgotten for a moment.

Ok that's it for chapter 2. I hope you liked it. Don't worry the action will come. I just need time to install the plot. Until next time, Ja ne ^-^ ~Misty~