Disclaimer : I don't own Sailor Moon etc. etc.
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A Stroll Through Your Dream
By Artemis
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PART TWO
Mamoru woke up somewhere completely different. He was no longer
in the hospital, but now in a flower bed. The blonde haired
girl he had just seen resembled the little girl in his dream.
What was her name? Tsukino.. Tsuki... The moon.. Mamoru thought
about the mission and his head started to hurt again.
"Don't think so hard sweet heart," a soft, gentle voice whispered.
Mamoru looked around, surprised and his eyes met with warm,
smiling eyes. Golden hair lay around her.
"Who are you?" he asked, drowsy.
"I am the little girl who lives in your heart and the one you
have locked away in your mind," she smiled.
"But you're not little..." he stated the obvious.
"Hush, you're thinking too hard," she murmured and stroked his
soft, black hair.
She kissed him on the forehead where his graze was. He flinched.
"Remember me?" she whispered.
"No.." Mamoru muttered. "What's with all the blonde's?"
He was completely confused.
"We're all the same person," the young woman told him.
He noticed she was wearing a silvery white dress. A princess?
"I don't know you.. I've never met you."
"Yes you have."
"I think I'd know."
"Well then you have forgotten or you have not remembered yet."
Mamoru gave up. He gazed into her eyes and felt relaxed.
He felt tired and gradually closed his eyes.
"Sweet dreams," he heard her whisper.
Mamoru felt a warm, gentle hand stroking his hair as he drifted
into consciousness. It could have been his sub-conscious for all
he knew. She heard a sweet voice singing a lullaby. He opened
his eyes and this time, the light was dim and grey. Mamoru realised
that it was the nurse who was singing. Nurse Tsukino. She hadn't
seen his eyes open yet. He could smell a delicate, sweet scent.
A rose? He was feeling dizzy from all the dreaming. Or were they
dreams? He somehow felt that they weren't a dream, but a part of
his reality. No matter how impossible it seemed.
"Nurse Tsukino?" he murmured.
She finally realised that he was awake.
"Oh, you're awake?" she gasped, startled. "How are you feeling?"
Usagi pressed a button on the wall.
"I'm thirsty..." he croaked.
"People will be here to help you real soon," she smiled.
Mamoru grabbed her hand and held them. Her skin felt smooth and
soft. Like a rose petal.
"Do you like roses?" he asked.
"I.. I like roses," she nodded.
Usagi was puzzled by the question, but thought it as normal for
someone who had concussion.
Suddenly, the door opened and people streamed in. Ami was there,
and hurried to her friend.
"How is he?" she asked.
"He's fine," Usagi replied, standing up.
She slipped her hands out of his, even though she could see him
grabbing for them again. Usagi stood aside as the doctors came
to look at him.
"Has he said anything?" a doctor asked Usagi.
"He said he was thirsty when I asked him how he felt," Usagi
answered quietly. "And he also asked me if I liked roses..."
"He asked you what?" the doctor frowned.
"If I liked roses.. I thought it was strange too."
"Thank you nurse Tsukino. You can have a break now. I'm sure
you need some sleep."
"No, I want to stay with him tonight."
After the doctors left, Usagi resumed her position beside his bed.
Mamoru looked tired and weary.
"I had the weirdest dreams," he spoke to her, a little less drowsy
and more awake. "And I think you were there... or was that when I
woke up before? I don't know.. It was so confusing.."
Usagi smiled. "It's okay, don't think too hard."
Mamoru felt dizzy when Usagi told him that. Had he heard that
somewhere?
"Have I met you somewhere before?" he asked her, confused.
"I don't think so," Usagi laughed a little. "I think you're
just still a little tired."
"Do I get to eat?" he murmured.
"Well, you're being fed by a drip. Don't worry, you're probably
not as hungry as you think you are."
"Great."
Mamoru gazed into her eyes and felt relaxed. He had felt that
before too... Or had he?
"Are you tired? Do you want me to go?" she whispered softly to him.
"No, I'd like it if you stayed," he smiled weakly.
Usagi smiled back. He took her hand once more and felt better.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Usagi Tsukino," she told him.
"You know mine?"
"Of course. Mamoru Chiba."
He turned away from her and stared up at the ceiling.
"How long am I staying here?" he murmured.
"Well, four days and five nights. Then you go back to NASA."
"Did you meet Michael?"
"Michael Haybert? I met him."
"He's a nice guy huh?"
"Sure is."
"Will he be coming to visit?"
"He should come tomorrow."
Mamoru nodded, satsified. He looked at Usagi again.
"How old are you?" he asked.
Usagi hesitated before answering. "I'm 22."
"Just curious. Sorry."
"It's okay," she smiled.
Usagi couldn't help but smile when his deep blue eyes, like a
bottomless ocean, looked at her.
"What's the time?" he asked.
Usagi glanced over to a clock on the wall.
"Three in the morning," she told him.
"What!?" he shouted, staring at her in disbelief. "What are you
still doing here?"
"I'm a nurse Mr Chiba," she smiled. "It's my job to take care
of a patient."
"Call me Mamoru please," he told her.
She nodded.
"I'd feel better if you went home or had some sleep."
"I suppose I ought to go soon. I might sleep in."
Usagi stood up and tucked her chair away. Mamoru watched her
clean up and tuck him in.
"Sweet dreams," she smiled.
"Yeah..." Mamoru nodded and felt puzzled again.
He wished that this feeling would stop. He wasn't sure where
his dreams ended and where reality began.
Usagi stopped by Ami's office. She peeked in and saw her friend
asleep on her desk. She giggled.
"Ami!" she whispered.
Ami didn't stir. Usagi walked in, closed the door, then walked up
to the desk. She shook Ami lightly and woke her up.
"Usagi? Hm? Where am I?" she murmured.
"In your office," Usagi giggled. "You were sleeping!"
"What's the time?"
"Three in the morning."
"Oh great... Are you going now?"
"Yeah. There's no overnight facilities here are there?"
"No, sorry. I'll leave with you, hold on."
Usagi waited for Ami to pack up. They left the hospital together.
Ami gave Usagi a lift home, to be safe.
In the car, Usagi hummed a lullaby.
"Happy with your patient?" Ami asked.
"Yup!"
"You and Mr Haybert seemed a bit chummy."
"Me and Michael!?" Usagi huffed.
"Oooh you and Michael?" Ami sang and teased Usagi.
Usagi blushed. "It's nothing like that!"
"Well, not that it's bad if you too get chummy. Out of work that is."
"I know Ami. I'm not stupid. I'm not going to get involved with
anybody."
"You never know Usagi. You never know."
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END OF PART TWO
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A Stroll Through Your Dream
By Artemis
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PART TWO
Mamoru woke up somewhere completely different. He was no longer
in the hospital, but now in a flower bed. The blonde haired
girl he had just seen resembled the little girl in his dream.
What was her name? Tsukino.. Tsuki... The moon.. Mamoru thought
about the mission and his head started to hurt again.
"Don't think so hard sweet heart," a soft, gentle voice whispered.
Mamoru looked around, surprised and his eyes met with warm,
smiling eyes. Golden hair lay around her.
"Who are you?" he asked, drowsy.
"I am the little girl who lives in your heart and the one you
have locked away in your mind," she smiled.
"But you're not little..." he stated the obvious.
"Hush, you're thinking too hard," she murmured and stroked his
soft, black hair.
She kissed him on the forehead where his graze was. He flinched.
"Remember me?" she whispered.
"No.." Mamoru muttered. "What's with all the blonde's?"
He was completely confused.
"We're all the same person," the young woman told him.
He noticed she was wearing a silvery white dress. A princess?
"I don't know you.. I've never met you."
"Yes you have."
"I think I'd know."
"Well then you have forgotten or you have not remembered yet."
Mamoru gave up. He gazed into her eyes and felt relaxed.
He felt tired and gradually closed his eyes.
"Sweet dreams," he heard her whisper.
Mamoru felt a warm, gentle hand stroking his hair as he drifted
into consciousness. It could have been his sub-conscious for all
he knew. She heard a sweet voice singing a lullaby. He opened
his eyes and this time, the light was dim and grey. Mamoru realised
that it was the nurse who was singing. Nurse Tsukino. She hadn't
seen his eyes open yet. He could smell a delicate, sweet scent.
A rose? He was feeling dizzy from all the dreaming. Or were they
dreams? He somehow felt that they weren't a dream, but a part of
his reality. No matter how impossible it seemed.
"Nurse Tsukino?" he murmured.
She finally realised that he was awake.
"Oh, you're awake?" she gasped, startled. "How are you feeling?"
Usagi pressed a button on the wall.
"I'm thirsty..." he croaked.
"People will be here to help you real soon," she smiled.
Mamoru grabbed her hand and held them. Her skin felt smooth and
soft. Like a rose petal.
"Do you like roses?" he asked.
"I.. I like roses," she nodded.
Usagi was puzzled by the question, but thought it as normal for
someone who had concussion.
Suddenly, the door opened and people streamed in. Ami was there,
and hurried to her friend.
"How is he?" she asked.
"He's fine," Usagi replied, standing up.
She slipped her hands out of his, even though she could see him
grabbing for them again. Usagi stood aside as the doctors came
to look at him.
"Has he said anything?" a doctor asked Usagi.
"He said he was thirsty when I asked him how he felt," Usagi
answered quietly. "And he also asked me if I liked roses..."
"He asked you what?" the doctor frowned.
"If I liked roses.. I thought it was strange too."
"Thank you nurse Tsukino. You can have a break now. I'm sure
you need some sleep."
"No, I want to stay with him tonight."
After the doctors left, Usagi resumed her position beside his bed.
Mamoru looked tired and weary.
"I had the weirdest dreams," he spoke to her, a little less drowsy
and more awake. "And I think you were there... or was that when I
woke up before? I don't know.. It was so confusing.."
Usagi smiled. "It's okay, don't think too hard."
Mamoru felt dizzy when Usagi told him that. Had he heard that
somewhere?
"Have I met you somewhere before?" he asked her, confused.
"I don't think so," Usagi laughed a little. "I think you're
just still a little tired."
"Do I get to eat?" he murmured.
"Well, you're being fed by a drip. Don't worry, you're probably
not as hungry as you think you are."
"Great."
Mamoru gazed into her eyes and felt relaxed. He had felt that
before too... Or had he?
"Are you tired? Do you want me to go?" she whispered softly to him.
"No, I'd like it if you stayed," he smiled weakly.
Usagi smiled back. He took her hand once more and felt better.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Usagi Tsukino," she told him.
"You know mine?"
"Of course. Mamoru Chiba."
He turned away from her and stared up at the ceiling.
"How long am I staying here?" he murmured.
"Well, four days and five nights. Then you go back to NASA."
"Did you meet Michael?"
"Michael Haybert? I met him."
"He's a nice guy huh?"
"Sure is."
"Will he be coming to visit?"
"He should come tomorrow."
Mamoru nodded, satsified. He looked at Usagi again.
"How old are you?" he asked.
Usagi hesitated before answering. "I'm 22."
"Just curious. Sorry."
"It's okay," she smiled.
Usagi couldn't help but smile when his deep blue eyes, like a
bottomless ocean, looked at her.
"What's the time?" he asked.
Usagi glanced over to a clock on the wall.
"Three in the morning," she told him.
"What!?" he shouted, staring at her in disbelief. "What are you
still doing here?"
"I'm a nurse Mr Chiba," she smiled. "It's my job to take care
of a patient."
"Call me Mamoru please," he told her.
She nodded.
"I'd feel better if you went home or had some sleep."
"I suppose I ought to go soon. I might sleep in."
Usagi stood up and tucked her chair away. Mamoru watched her
clean up and tuck him in.
"Sweet dreams," she smiled.
"Yeah..." Mamoru nodded and felt puzzled again.
He wished that this feeling would stop. He wasn't sure where
his dreams ended and where reality began.
Usagi stopped by Ami's office. She peeked in and saw her friend
asleep on her desk. She giggled.
"Ami!" she whispered.
Ami didn't stir. Usagi walked in, closed the door, then walked up
to the desk. She shook Ami lightly and woke her up.
"Usagi? Hm? Where am I?" she murmured.
"In your office," Usagi giggled. "You were sleeping!"
"What's the time?"
"Three in the morning."
"Oh great... Are you going now?"
"Yeah. There's no overnight facilities here are there?"
"No, sorry. I'll leave with you, hold on."
Usagi waited for Ami to pack up. They left the hospital together.
Ami gave Usagi a lift home, to be safe.
In the car, Usagi hummed a lullaby.
"Happy with your patient?" Ami asked.
"Yup!"
"You and Mr Haybert seemed a bit chummy."
"Me and Michael!?" Usagi huffed.
"Oooh you and Michael?" Ami sang and teased Usagi.
Usagi blushed. "It's nothing like that!"
"Well, not that it's bad if you too get chummy. Out of work that is."
"I know Ami. I'm not stupid. I'm not going to get involved with
anybody."
"You never know Usagi. You never know."
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END OF PART TWO
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