Here is the epilogue to the story. I'm sure some of you will hate, if not for the choice, at least because I am relatively disastrous at writing things in a romantic way and at keeping things mysterious without confusing people.

The diary entries are intentionally formatted this way ;)

I hope it's enjoyed. And if you hate it, just pretend it doesn't exist into the story. Take it as my unofficial sequel :)


Epilogue – The Chosen

"Dear Diary,

Today isn't the day when I give you up either.

I'm not strong enough... I'm scared to stop writing.

I'm afraid that if I stop keeping track of my life, something will happen and I will forget everything again... Like I did almost four years ago...

What if I give this routine up and something happens?

I don't want to rely on the stories of the past that others tell me.

I wonder how it would be like not to remember anything about your life and be all alone

to have no family and friends to support you?

It must be terrible...

I don't know if I would have made it through without my parents, my brother, my friends.

I feel blessed that I have so many friends to show me their love every day...

Ami-chan

Rei-chan

Mako-chan

Minako-chan

Haruka-chan

Setsuna-san

Michiru-san

Uranus-san

even Seiya-kun, Taiki-kun and Yaten-kun... how odd... being a friend with three former idols...

They always make me smile and support me, but...

sometimes

I can see it in their eyes

they give me sad looks

they look at me with pitty...

I know that they don't mean to do it

but can I blame them for feeling sorry for me?

I can even see it in his eyes

Mamoru-san...

He always calls me names

teases me

he's cold

cynical

mean

arrogant

and thinks very low of me...

He always ruins my day with his remarks

destroys the self-confidence I try so hard to build...

... but he knows, I can even see it in his eyes that he knows...

the same sadness and pitty...

at least it doesn't stop him from being a jerk.

Why can't he be more like Seiya-kun?

He's always so attentive with me

so kind

so considerate

always encourages me

always has a good word to brighten up my day

when I'm with him I feel so happy

he's a great friend...

Diary of mine, why do I insist on fooling myself?

That black hair

those deep blue eyes

his face

always in my heart and in my dreams

when he's around me, I have butterflies in my stomach...

I love him.

There, I've said it.

I LOVE HIM!

I want to tell him how I feel, but I'm scared.

What if he laughs in my face and rejects me?

What if he accepts me out of pity?

So many what ifs...

I've made up my mind. Tomorrow, as soon as I see him, I'll tell him how I feel, I'll take my chance, whatever might happen. I'm scared of his reaction, but even more scared of the thought that each chance I waste might be my last one.

I promise that tomorrow, this will be the main event that I write on this piece of paper."

"You've broken your promise towards your silent friend" she heard him whisper into her ear as she felt his hands lying delicately on her shoulders.

"Feeling nostalgic again?"

She leaned her heard to the side, her cheek touching his warm hand.

"You're right, I did break my promise" she whispered, taking a pen into her hand. "Better late than never, right?" She turned the page and started writing.

"Dear Diary,

Dear Silent Friend,

I'm sorry I ignored you for such a long time, you have been my confidant for almost four years.

It's never too late to mend a broken promise, so I'll tell you what happened that day when I decided to reveal my feelings. I owe you this much.

That day I went to the park and sat on a bench for some hours, trying to build up courage, thinking of everything he has meant to me during those four years.

And at one point, when I looked up, I saw him on another bench, in the distance.

I got up and walked towards him.

My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would jump out of my chest.

I called his name

I closed my eyes

I told him "I Love You"

I opened my eyes to see the shocked look on his face

I got scared

and I ran away.

Then my clumsiness showed itself in all its glory.

I slipped on God knows what and fell on my back, hitting my head against the concrete alley of the park.

A sharp pain.

And it happened.

Memories came flooding back to my mind, 16 years returning to me in the few minutes during which I've been out.

I could remember,

my life was back,

and my heart was confused.

It didn't add up,

why did he leave me?

Why did he act the way he did?

I woke up in his arms,

tears flooded my eyes,

all I could say was "Why?"

as I pulled away and ran home.

I spent the next few days alone locked in my room, trying to find an excuse

trying to mend my broken heart.

I finally knew who my heart belonged to

and I told him how I felt when it was too late.

I accepted Setsuna's visit and she showed me everything

everything that happened after my accident

and I understood him

I cried...

His gloved hand caressed her cheek, wiping away her tears.

She got up from her chair and launched herself into his arms, hiding her face into his chest. He drew her closer, covering her with his lavender cloak, the colour of sunset.

"I'm sorry" she whispered.

"You have no reasons to be, my love."

"I do... I'm sorry for having having doubted my heart, my feelings, for having made you suffer so much. I've loved you all along, I've loved you for who you were, not for who you had been, not for who you would have been. I love you, Mamo-chan..."

"Usako, I love you too..." he whispered back. He grabbed her by the chin and lifted her head, his deep blue eyes meeting her cerulean blue eyes, their lips meeting in a kiss.

"Thank you, Mamo-chan" she whispered after they parted from their kiss.

"What for, my odango?" he smiled, playing with her hair.

"Thank you for giving me that normal life I've always wanted, even if it didn't last for too long. Thank you for loving me so much that you've lived four years alone and sad just to see me happy. Thank you for loving a klutzy cry-baby like I was..."

She stopped as he gently placed his finger on her lips.

"No, thank you for loving a cold, cynical, arrogant and mean man like I was before you walked into my life. And like I became again after I allowed you to walk out of my life. Thank you for breaking the wall I've built around my heart. Thank you for being the sunshine into my life."

He held her tight in his warm embrace, feeling hear heartbeat, feeling the life that was growing inside her. A tear slipped down from underneath his white mask.

The sun was shining brightly over Crystal Palace and over their hearts.