Disclaimer from Chapter 1 applies!
Note: Thank you Thank you Thank you for all your e-mails and reviews. I can't live without them! I'm on vacation now so.... I can write more if people want me to :::hint hint emails???:: Bad News though is that this is not going to be a very eventful chapter because I'm setting the table for the next chapter, which will hopefully be good!
Contagious Happiness 4
Usagi's heart plummeted to the floor. *Not Mamo-chan, no it can't be!* Shocked and scared, flashbacks echoed through her mind. Her eyes began to swim as she pictured his wonderful swagger, his bold confidence, and his panther-like gracefulness. *Her Mamo-chan in a wheelchair?* The thought of it made her want to cry. Competent, independent, proud Mamo-chan won't be able to walk anymore. He, Mr. Self Reliant, will have to swallow his pride and rely on someone to help him do normal things. *This is my fault, all my fault!* she lamented to herself.
Finally dragging up the guts to ask Ami's mother/ the doctor, she shakily begs, "May I go see him?"
Dr. Anderson looked down at her daughter's best friend and thought *She's too young to know this pain.* Then she thought of the young man's broken body that is currently attached to all different kinds of machines. *Better that she doesn't see him in his condition now* Having decided, she answered Usagi with a "He needs his rest now and shouldn't be disturbed."
~2:00AM that night~
She couldn't sleep even if she wanted to. She knew that she shouldn't be doing this. She shouldn't use her alternate identity for anything, but youma fights. Luna would kill her if she knew but her love for her Mamo-chan overrode the voice of her little conscience and her common sense. *He needs to rest. I shouldn't disturb him.* she thought even as she prepared to jump out of her window and head over to the hospital. Silently, she landed on the grass and blended in with the shadows as she began the long walk.
~45 minutes later~
Finally here. "Moon Phantom" she whispered. Then Sailor Moon flips in through the closed window. Anyone would have been freaked to see the window pass right through her but she seems nonchalant about the idea. Her main concern right now is the man on the bed right now. Her heart wrenched as she saw the needles in his arms, the bandages on his legs, and the cast holding his ribs. *He's going to hate me when he wakes up! I'm the reason why he's going to be ...*
Eyes resting on his peaceful face, she detransformed and seated herself next to him. Taking his hand in her small hands, she lowered her face next to his hand and cried herself to sleep while Mamoru, trapped in a drugged sleep, could do nothing but listen to her sobs. An unnoticed, lone tear seeped through his closed eyelids and made it's way down his cheek and onto the pillow.
~The next morning~
Mamoru woke to the feeling of soft warmth next to him. He opened his eyes and looked around. His eyes landed on a blond angel with a tearstained face and he grinned foolishly remembering her declaring her love to him. *God I wish I didn't put her through all that!* Then a knock sounded from the door.
"Come in," said Mamoru reluctantly. *Just my luck, whoever that is will probably wake Usako up!*
Dr. Anderson walked in and raised an eyebrow at the picture she saw. Usagi laid half sprawled next to him and he seems to be enjoying it. *Teenagers!* she thought with an inner giggle. She can still remember being found in a similar position by her parents when she was with Ami's father. (AN: LOL! Serious, proper Dr. Anderson being caught necking with Ami's father!) Then she turned serious again as she saw Mamoru's expression change from a slightly annoyed one to a panicked one. *Uh oh!*
"Why can't I move my right leg?" asked a panicked Mamoru. *Am I paralyzed?*
Sighing, she told him about his leg. "The nerves in your right leg were damaged severely. You might not be able to walk again but there is a 50/50 chance of you recovering," seeing his hysteria, she comforted him, "You're young and heal very fast. You have wonderful people supporting you. Don't lose hope!"
By now Mamoru had gotten hold of his emotions. His face was an expressionless mask. As Dr. Anderson was called away to the emergency room, he looked down at his Usako (AN: Amazing that she slept through it all, right? :). The words "might not be able to walk again" echoed through his mind. He can feel the heavy burden of fear and loss on his shoulders.
*This is not fair to her. She deserves better than me. I'm a handicap now and I can't let her waste her time taking care of me. I won't let her waste her life or her childhood. Sooner or later, she'll begin to hate me. Anyone would. I don't deserve her.* With that, I made my decision, I'm going to let her go.
Please REVIEW or E-MAIL me?
Note: Thank you Thank you Thank you for all your e-mails and reviews. I can't live without them! I'm on vacation now so.... I can write more if people want me to :::hint hint emails???:: Bad News though is that this is not going to be a very eventful chapter because I'm setting the table for the next chapter, which will hopefully be good!
Contagious Happiness 4
Usagi's heart plummeted to the floor. *Not Mamo-chan, no it can't be!* Shocked and scared, flashbacks echoed through her mind. Her eyes began to swim as she pictured his wonderful swagger, his bold confidence, and his panther-like gracefulness. *Her Mamo-chan in a wheelchair?* The thought of it made her want to cry. Competent, independent, proud Mamo-chan won't be able to walk anymore. He, Mr. Self Reliant, will have to swallow his pride and rely on someone to help him do normal things. *This is my fault, all my fault!* she lamented to herself.
Finally dragging up the guts to ask Ami's mother/ the doctor, she shakily begs, "May I go see him?"
Dr. Anderson looked down at her daughter's best friend and thought *She's too young to know this pain.* Then she thought of the young man's broken body that is currently attached to all different kinds of machines. *Better that she doesn't see him in his condition now* Having decided, she answered Usagi with a "He needs his rest now and shouldn't be disturbed."
~2:00AM that night~
She couldn't sleep even if she wanted to. She knew that she shouldn't be doing this. She shouldn't use her alternate identity for anything, but youma fights. Luna would kill her if she knew but her love for her Mamo-chan overrode the voice of her little conscience and her common sense. *He needs to rest. I shouldn't disturb him.* she thought even as she prepared to jump out of her window and head over to the hospital. Silently, she landed on the grass and blended in with the shadows as she began the long walk.
~45 minutes later~
Finally here. "Moon Phantom" she whispered. Then Sailor Moon flips in through the closed window. Anyone would have been freaked to see the window pass right through her but she seems nonchalant about the idea. Her main concern right now is the man on the bed right now. Her heart wrenched as she saw the needles in his arms, the bandages on his legs, and the cast holding his ribs. *He's going to hate me when he wakes up! I'm the reason why he's going to be ...*
Eyes resting on his peaceful face, she detransformed and seated herself next to him. Taking his hand in her small hands, she lowered her face next to his hand and cried herself to sleep while Mamoru, trapped in a drugged sleep, could do nothing but listen to her sobs. An unnoticed, lone tear seeped through his closed eyelids and made it's way down his cheek and onto the pillow.
~The next morning~
Mamoru woke to the feeling of soft warmth next to him. He opened his eyes and looked around. His eyes landed on a blond angel with a tearstained face and he grinned foolishly remembering her declaring her love to him. *God I wish I didn't put her through all that!* Then a knock sounded from the door.
"Come in," said Mamoru reluctantly. *Just my luck, whoever that is will probably wake Usako up!*
Dr. Anderson walked in and raised an eyebrow at the picture she saw. Usagi laid half sprawled next to him and he seems to be enjoying it. *Teenagers!* she thought with an inner giggle. She can still remember being found in a similar position by her parents when she was with Ami's father. (AN: LOL! Serious, proper Dr. Anderson being caught necking with Ami's father!) Then she turned serious again as she saw Mamoru's expression change from a slightly annoyed one to a panicked one. *Uh oh!*
"Why can't I move my right leg?" asked a panicked Mamoru. *Am I paralyzed?*
Sighing, she told him about his leg. "The nerves in your right leg were damaged severely. You might not be able to walk again but there is a 50/50 chance of you recovering," seeing his hysteria, she comforted him, "You're young and heal very fast. You have wonderful people supporting you. Don't lose hope!"
By now Mamoru had gotten hold of his emotions. His face was an expressionless mask. As Dr. Anderson was called away to the emergency room, he looked down at his Usako (AN: Amazing that she slept through it all, right? :). The words "might not be able to walk again" echoed through his mind. He can feel the heavy burden of fear and loss on his shoulders.
*This is not fair to her. She deserves better than me. I'm a handicap now and I can't let her waste her time taking care of me. I won't let her waste her life or her childhood. Sooner or later, she'll begin to hate me. Anyone would. I don't deserve her.* With that, I made my decision, I'm going to let her go.
Please REVIEW or E-MAIL me?