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Chapter four
It didn't take Minako long to figure out where Mamoru was; it was the exact same place she went when she was depressed, Juuban Park. He was sitting on the park bench, staring up at the sky; it was clearly obvious that he was bothered. Minako sighed, clenching the item she carried in hand; and trying to prepare herself for what she was about to do.
"Mamoru chan" she called, Mamoru
turned to look at her; his face as white as a ghost.
"Hi, can
I sit?" she gestured, he nodded, moving over to allow room for her.
"So, do you want to talk about it" she murmured softly, he
groaned, leaning forward and running his fingers through is ebony
hair.
"What's
there to say?" he replied, more desperately than anything.
"You
might want to start with the song" Minako chirped, looking up at
the sky. Mamoru swallowed the lump in his throat, not sure if this
was a subject he could talk to her freely about.
"You know
about that?" he grumbled, more of a guilty
admission than anything.
Minako laughed lightly, not in a way to
put him down but in a way to sympathize,
"you could say that"
she quipped, he looked at her. She reached across and passed him the
item in her hand; it was a plain covered book that seemed to be quite
battered and broken. He looked over to her with a confused
expression,
"what's this?" he quipped, Minako smiled.
"It doesn't look like much on the outside, but this is my favourite book in the entire world. It's an adventure story, with sword fighting and romance; one of the books I don't actually mind reading – but don't go telling that to Ami, she'll try and get me to study" Minako laughed, Mamoru looked at her baffled.
"What does this have to do with anything?" he asked quite cluelessly, Minako stared into his bright azure eyes.
"You
should know that a you can't look at a book by its
cover" Minako stated simply, Mamoru smirked,
"you mean judge"
he corrected, it was her turn to smirk.
"do i?' she
questioned, running her fingers through her hair.
"Mamoru, I
think it's time you ask me the question" Minako stated, Mamoru
stared at her in wonder; her eyes full wisdom.
"Do
you… did we… how did" Mamoru tried in vain to phrase the
question into words,
"no Mamoru, we weren't lovers in the
silver millennium" she answered solemnly, trying to comfort her
king. His eyes were racked in confusion,
"how come I remember
meeting, her.. You.
You looked exactly like her" Mamoru questioned, his voice pleading
with her to make things right, Minako sighed.
"When
I was in the silver millennium, I
didn't exactly follow protocol" it was her turn to look guilty,
never the less Mamoru continued to stare,
"I used to come to
earth, but the only way I could actually use the transporters was to
dress up as Usagi. You must have seen me in the distance once I
landed" she murmured, Mamoru stared at her bewildered.
"What, I used to dress up like her all the time, for security measures" she snapped defensively, he nodded, not quite sure he understood.
"You
remember the silver millennium though?" Mamoru questioned,
"yeah,
sadly" there was a tone of sadness in her voice that Mamoru
couldn't help but notice,
"look Mamoru, does it really matter
how you found Usagi. Isn't the point that you found her
and loved her, more than enough?" Minako added quickly. Mamoru
stared down to the ground,
"I know what you're saying, but
there's just something –"he trailed off, not quite sure if he
could share his inner feelings with her,
"please continue"
Minako added,
"It just feels like there's this whole destiny
that's been chosen for me, and I was fine with it, I really was"
Mamoru fumed, for the first time letting his frustrations show.
"I was fine, being Usagi's husband, I was fine being a father, I was fine having that destiny chosen for me. But now, knowing that my whole life is chosen on one split decision I made eons ago – which had nothing to do with Usagi but you.
It
just makes me" Mamoru ranted, burying his face in his hands.
Minako smiled softly, in hearing his words, there were things that
she could relate to; but she couldn't deny Mamoru was missing one
major point.
"Mamoru, did you ever think the future you know is
because
of
the decisions you made and will make" Minako added, Mamoru stared
at her in confusion.
"Our
futures aren't set in stone,
but it's our decisions that pave our future. You should know that
by now" she smiled, Mamoru marvelled at how this normally ditzy
behaving girl could seem so wise and all knowing now.
"Just
for a moment, forget your past, forget that you're the prince of
earth, forget the battles you've fought with us and just be you.
Forget that Usagi is the princess of the moon and just see her as the
person she is. Do you love her?" Minako smiled, Mamoru groaned,
Minako smiled knowing the answer already.
"She's
so childish" he bargained with himself, trying to weigh the pros
and cons,
"she's got no boundaries whatsoever" he
continued, Minako smirked,
"sometime's it's people's
faults that make them special" she murmured,
"and she's so
clingy, I've never met anyone that is that clingy" he spoke
exasperated, Minako
laughed.
"It seems you already made your decision, you're
just trying to understand it" Minako beamed, he nodded.
"is it to late?" he stared at
her , the look of desperation clear in his eyes.
"no" she
smiled, her heart swelling with hope,
"how do I get her to
forgive me" he was asking her advice,
"well, just leave the
preparations to me. For now lay low and I'll call you" Minako
beamed, giving Mamoru the famous Sailor V salute.
He
smiled, feeling a stronger bond of friendship form between them,
"thank you Minako, I'm happy that I could count on you" he
smiled, Minako looked on,
"that's what friends do" she
stated simply. Mamoru stood up with Minako, one final question lay
firmly on his lips,
"Minako, if you don't mind me asking
though, why'd you come to earth back in the silver millennium?"
Mamoru's memories weren't fully formed, but he knew that no other
beings were allowed on terran territory,
"Um" Minako
stammered, swallowing the lump that formed in her throat.
"Well, the stones in your pocket might be able to answer that better than I can" she spoke hastily, before breaking into a steady run away from him. Mamoru stood there frozen, how did she know about them; the four stones he carried in his pocket for the past two years, Kunzite, Nephlyte, Zoisite and Jaedite.
