Author's Note: I'm still going! Thank you for your reviews. They made me feel better about the last drabble. I didn't want it to be too touchy.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Sailor Moon, but I don't mmkay?
18. Death
601 Words
Mamoru walked through the park with his psychology book. He had an exam on Monday that he was dreading. Being the infamous Tuxedo Kamen was bringing him down in his studies a bit but he had the weekend to make up for it. It was a bright and sunny day and so far he was doing quit well on memorizing the chapter. As if on cue, a piercing scream rang through his ears. Mamoru rolled his eyes and placed his book into his backpack. "Here we go again." He mumbled under his breath and ran in the direction of the scream. Before he could even bring out his studly alter-ego, he was stopped dead in his tracks by the sight of a long-legged blonde guarding a little girl. The blonde had cuts and scrapes all over her legs and arms. He even noticed a gash on her side, bleeding through her top. That damn girl.
The youma raised its arms up to attack again smirking. Usagi used her arms to shield her face and her body to shield the little girl. She knew it. She would die here. She would die with honor and respect. People wouldn't even be able to imagine it. "Tsukino Usagi? The cry-baby? Defending someone?" She was a heroine now. It was her job. She closed her eyes preparing to die. Five seconds flew by and she didn't feel a thing. She looked up to see Tuxedo Kamen standing before her with his cane blocking the monster's attack.
"T..tuxedo kamen." Usagi uttered the words.
"Take her to safety!" He instructed. Usagi looked down at the little girl who was now crying, picked her up, and ran to take her to her mother. By the time she returned, the fight was over. The youma was gone and Tuxedo Kamen stood with his head heavy in his hands. She slowly walked behind him. She had to thank him. He had saved her lifeagain. Usagi felt her body burning from the wounds but somehow it didn't bother her.
"Um..Tuxedo..sir." Usagi started. He turned around to face her. Underneath his mask, she saw something different in his eyes. Something she registered as fear.
"Do you want to die?" He asked bitterly.
"No..." Usagi simply answered. She looked down at her shoes. He must have thought she was a complete airhead for her suicide mission.
"Why would you do that? Why didn't you just run? Don't you know there are people out there who care about you?" He said all at once.
"I can think of one person who doesn't." She mumbled.
"If they don't care about you, then they're an idiot. That's no reason for you to jump into a deadly situation! What if I hadn't saved you? What would've happened to the girl if you died? Did you even think about that situation?! Huh O...girl." Mamoru bit his tongue. He had almost given himself away.
"Why do you care anyway? You don't even know me." Usagi said looking up at him. Mamoru sighed. She was always so stubborn lately.
"Promise me you won't die." He asked, the fear still noticeable in his voice. Usagi looked at him, concerned. "Sailor Moon, I'll always care for you. No matter what." Did he know who she was? He grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed his lips softly against hers. "Promise me." he whispered softly.
"I promise." Usagi said brushing her fingers across her lips. Before she could utter another word Tuxedo Mask was off into the sky. Usagi bit her lip and sighed. "The guy must have a thing for blondes."