Disclaimer : I don't own Sailor Moon etc. etc. Lyrics in this
fic are copyright Britney Spears, "Born to make you happy"
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Without Words
By Artemis
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FOUR
~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~
If only you were here tonight
I know that we could make it right
I dont know how to live without your love
I was born to make you happy
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Usagi ran the hardest and fastest she had ever ran in her
whole entire life. She knew why she had been running away from
Mamoru and not to him. She was afraid of something that wasn't
there. There was no way Mamoru would stop loving her, but
when she saw his face, that thought had flickered into her mind
and had taken over all her trust she had for him. And she knew
that without each other, they couldn't be completely happy.
She knew he wanted to talk to her but she had just pushed him
away because she was afraid. But she wanted to talk to him
now and she had to find him before this feeling ran out.
Usagi ran past the park, past the bus stop and reached the
train station.
"Next train, in fifteen minutes?" Usagi groaned, looking at
the timetable. "I can't wait that long!"
She walked around, looking and hoping she could find another
train with another time.
"Two minutes!" Usagi shouted as she found a train.
She hadn't heard of it before, but as long as it took her
to Mamoru, she didn't care. She ran as fast as she could to
the ticket booths. There was a large crowd of people and Usagi
felt impatient. She waited and waited and the line never grew
shorter, but instead, seemed to grow longer. Usagi frowned and
almost wanted to push in front of the people in line. Finally,
she reached the front of the line.
"The 5:32 train please," Usagi asked the woman behind the booth.
"5:32? There's no train at that time!" the woman told her, looking
at her funny.
"There isn't?" Usagi frowned.
Then, nearby, she heard another voice repeat her question. She
turned and standing two booths away from her was Mamoru. She stared
out of disbelief and wondered if she was dreaming.
"Sorry," she told the woman and left the queue.
She saw Mamoru leaving and pushed past the crowd to try and get to
him. Usagi lost him in the crowd and looked around desparately
for him. After ten minutes, she started to wonder if she really
did see him.
"Mamoru..." she whispered, then she could feel her heart
sink as if it were made out of lead.
She started to tremble and felt tears pouring down her cheeks.
Usagi stood in the middle of the crowd, crying. She couldn't hold
it back any longer. She had to find Mamoru and talk to him.
She couldn't live without him. She felt so much pain if she
couldn't see him for just one week. How could she cope any longer?
Everyday she would have to find something to do to keep her mind
off him, but by the end of the day when she was crawling into
bed, she thought of him. She thought of how he would hold her
tight and smile that radiant smile of his to light up any of her
sorrows. She thought of those words he would say to her that were
so perfect all the time. She thought of how he could read her
thoughts and surprise her with it. She thought of how she would
always tell him everything and he would understand. Where else
would she find someone so perfect? No, where else would she
find someone who wasn't always perfect, but someone who she
would love no matter what and would love her back the same.
Disappointed, Usagi left the train station and sat down on the
steps outside. She sighed and glanced at her watch. It was 6.
She buried her head in her arms and sobbed. Suddenly, she
heard a voice calling her name. She thought she was dreaming.
"Usako?" that familiar gentle voice called her.
Usagi looked up and saw Mamoru standing at the bottom of
the steps. She stood up and started to cry. She couldn't
believe that he was standing there. It had to be a dream.
She couldn't stop crying and then she felt his arms around her.
Mamoru kissed her hair and hugged her tight.
"I couldn't believe it when I saw you here," he whispered
to her. "I thought I was dreaming."
"So did I," Usagi sobbed in his arms. "I'm sorry Mamo chan.
I'm so sorry. I know I've been so horrible to you. I know
you're angry at me. I know I shouldn't have said those things
to you. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm not expecting you to
forgive me for it, but I hope.."
"Shhhhh," Mamoru smiled, cutting her short.
Mamoru looked a little teary and Usagi looked up at him.
He kissed her quivering lips and didn't need to say a word to
let Usagi know his reply.
"I'm sorry," Usagi apologised once more after he kissed her.
"Usako, it's okay," he murmured and wiped the tears from her
cheeks.
"Mamo chan..." Usagi whispered. "I didn't tell you something
that I should have told you before... I found out two nights
ago and I wanted to tell you, but... I just... after our
argument I just... I'm sorry.."
Mamoru looked at her and kissed her on the nose.
"What is it Usako?"
Usagi looked at him nervously, then managed to stammer out.
"I think I'm pregnant...."
They stared at each other in silence, then Usagi started to
laugh.
"What?" Mamoru frowned.
"You're such a mess! Look at you!" she giggled. "And to think
I was the one who couldn't live a single day without you!"
"Usako," Mamoru laughed. "I am not a mess! You're a mess too!
I've probably never seen this much runny mascara on you
before!"
Usagi gave him a short kiss on the lips and smiled.
"I'm sorry I said you didn't care about me," she apologised.
"I know you didn't mean it. And I know you know how I feel."
"Maybe I don't?" Usagi teased him.
She saw him look a little worried, so she kissed him again.
"I love you too Mamo-chan," she whispered softly to him as
their lips parted.
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THE END
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Tadah! The sappy ending! I love these over emotional
endings ^___^ And now you know the significance of the
title right? Even though they did sorta speak at the end ^_-
E-mail me at emichan9@yahoo.com!
fic are copyright Britney Spears, "Born to make you happy"
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Without Words
By Artemis
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FOUR
~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~
If only you were here tonight
I know that we could make it right
I dont know how to live without your love
I was born to make you happy
~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~
Usagi ran the hardest and fastest she had ever ran in her
whole entire life. She knew why she had been running away from
Mamoru and not to him. She was afraid of something that wasn't
there. There was no way Mamoru would stop loving her, but
when she saw his face, that thought had flickered into her mind
and had taken over all her trust she had for him. And she knew
that without each other, they couldn't be completely happy.
She knew he wanted to talk to her but she had just pushed him
away because she was afraid. But she wanted to talk to him
now and she had to find him before this feeling ran out.
Usagi ran past the park, past the bus stop and reached the
train station.
"Next train, in fifteen minutes?" Usagi groaned, looking at
the timetable. "I can't wait that long!"
She walked around, looking and hoping she could find another
train with another time.
"Two minutes!" Usagi shouted as she found a train.
She hadn't heard of it before, but as long as it took her
to Mamoru, she didn't care. She ran as fast as she could to
the ticket booths. There was a large crowd of people and Usagi
felt impatient. She waited and waited and the line never grew
shorter, but instead, seemed to grow longer. Usagi frowned and
almost wanted to push in front of the people in line. Finally,
she reached the front of the line.
"The 5:32 train please," Usagi asked the woman behind the booth.
"5:32? There's no train at that time!" the woman told her, looking
at her funny.
"There isn't?" Usagi frowned.
Then, nearby, she heard another voice repeat her question. She
turned and standing two booths away from her was Mamoru. She stared
out of disbelief and wondered if she was dreaming.
"Sorry," she told the woman and left the queue.
She saw Mamoru leaving and pushed past the crowd to try and get to
him. Usagi lost him in the crowd and looked around desparately
for him. After ten minutes, she started to wonder if she really
did see him.
"Mamoru..." she whispered, then she could feel her heart
sink as if it were made out of lead.
She started to tremble and felt tears pouring down her cheeks.
Usagi stood in the middle of the crowd, crying. She couldn't hold
it back any longer. She had to find Mamoru and talk to him.
She couldn't live without him. She felt so much pain if she
couldn't see him for just one week. How could she cope any longer?
Everyday she would have to find something to do to keep her mind
off him, but by the end of the day when she was crawling into
bed, she thought of him. She thought of how he would hold her
tight and smile that radiant smile of his to light up any of her
sorrows. She thought of those words he would say to her that were
so perfect all the time. She thought of how he could read her
thoughts and surprise her with it. She thought of how she would
always tell him everything and he would understand. Where else
would she find someone so perfect? No, where else would she
find someone who wasn't always perfect, but someone who she
would love no matter what and would love her back the same.
Disappointed, Usagi left the train station and sat down on the
steps outside. She sighed and glanced at her watch. It was 6.
She buried her head in her arms and sobbed. Suddenly, she
heard a voice calling her name. She thought she was dreaming.
"Usako?" that familiar gentle voice called her.
Usagi looked up and saw Mamoru standing at the bottom of
the steps. She stood up and started to cry. She couldn't
believe that he was standing there. It had to be a dream.
She couldn't stop crying and then she felt his arms around her.
Mamoru kissed her hair and hugged her tight.
"I couldn't believe it when I saw you here," he whispered
to her. "I thought I was dreaming."
"So did I," Usagi sobbed in his arms. "I'm sorry Mamo chan.
I'm so sorry. I know I've been so horrible to you. I know
you're angry at me. I know I shouldn't have said those things
to you. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm not expecting you to
forgive me for it, but I hope.."
"Shhhhh," Mamoru smiled, cutting her short.
Mamoru looked a little teary and Usagi looked up at him.
He kissed her quivering lips and didn't need to say a word to
let Usagi know his reply.
"I'm sorry," Usagi apologised once more after he kissed her.
"Usako, it's okay," he murmured and wiped the tears from her
cheeks.
"Mamo chan..." Usagi whispered. "I didn't tell you something
that I should have told you before... I found out two nights
ago and I wanted to tell you, but... I just... after our
argument I just... I'm sorry.."
Mamoru looked at her and kissed her on the nose.
"What is it Usako?"
Usagi looked at him nervously, then managed to stammer out.
"I think I'm pregnant...."
They stared at each other in silence, then Usagi started to
laugh.
"What?" Mamoru frowned.
"You're such a mess! Look at you!" she giggled. "And to think
I was the one who couldn't live a single day without you!"
"Usako," Mamoru laughed. "I am not a mess! You're a mess too!
I've probably never seen this much runny mascara on you
before!"
Usagi gave him a short kiss on the lips and smiled.
"I'm sorry I said you didn't care about me," she apologised.
"I know you didn't mean it. And I know you know how I feel."
"Maybe I don't?" Usagi teased him.
She saw him look a little worried, so she kissed him again.
"I love you too Mamo-chan," she whispered softly to him as
their lips parted.
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THE END
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Tadah! The sappy ending! I love these over emotional
endings ^___^ And now you know the significance of the
title right? Even though they did sorta speak at the end ^_-
E-mail me at emichan9@yahoo.com!