Thank you Debra for introducing me to fanfiction, this place is cool. To the readers: Please do not get the wrong idea about the teenage girl—little boy romance. Usagi is not a pedophile (thank you Ms. Galaxia)… Whatever that happens between Usagi and Mamoru will be appropriate so do not worry…All I can say for now is that they will both be the appropriate ages when I am done with this story…Thank you to whoever is reading …
Chapter 3
At the Haruna's residence…
Usagi stepped into the Haruna's door way. "Mamoru, where's your mother?"
"Out." The boy didn't seem his enthusiastic witty self.
"What's wrong?" Usagi took off her coat and laid it down on the sofa.
"I want ice cream."
Usagi headed toward the refrigerator.
"Not there. Let's go out."
Usagi was surprised. He actually seemed sincere.
"Ok let's go."
On the way to the ice cream shop…
"Hold my hand we are going to cross the street." Usagi looked at the boy without making any movement that showed she was going to do what he wanted. "Don't worry, it's washed." He held out his palm and it was clean.
Usagi hesitantly took his hand and they walked across the street. When they reached the other side they were still holding hands.
The little boy made no notion of letting go. Mamoru seemed happier. He smiled at Usagi and she became frightened.
Mamoru pulled Usagi along and joyously pointed to a small shop. "There's the ice cream shop! Right over this bridge!"
Usagi was exhausted from all the walking and pulled away from the boy. She flopped down on a bench that was planted on the bridge. "I wish I were seven again, bursting with energy as kids do." She tried hard to catch her breath. Usagi was very out of shape and regretted all the times she requested for more blueberry waffles.
"Me too." There was an awkward silence between the girl and the child. The boy lightened up and grabbed Usagi's hand once again. "C'mon it's just a few meters away!"
"Can't we just sit here for a while?! It's not like that place is going to go anywhere." Usagi patted her forehead that was dewed with tiny beads of sweat.
The boy stayed silent. He walked behind the bench where Usagi was sitting and looked over the bridge. He stared at the horizon. The water under the bridge was patined with rays of light. It was evening and the sun was just about to set, streaking the sky with pink and orange hues. His gaze turned toward the iridescent water and he fell into a trance.
"You know, someone told me once that if you jump off a bridge and wish for something, it just might come true."
Usagi turned toward the boy. She did not know what to say. The only sound that was audible was the gentle flow of the water beneath them. "Well if you wanted ice cream that much, then you should have just said so!" Usagi laughed and took the boy by the hand. Mamoru smiled.
Usagi and Mamoru each bought a scoop of ice cream on a cone and together they turned to walk across the bridge.
Mamoru stopped in the middle of the bridge and Usagi turned to look at him. "Can we just stay here for a while? I heard the sunset is nice here." He grinned at her. She stared at the boy, rather stunned. She looked for any signs of deceit on his face, but did not find any.
"Ok."
They sat on the same bench that they had found earlier. The ice cream melted all over Usagi. Mamoru looked at Usagi's mess. "I'll go run and get you some napkins."
Usagi's eyes went wide. "Uhh…yeah that would be great." The boy ran back toward the ice cream shop. 'Who is this kid?'
Usagi stared at the sunset. 'Mamoru was right. This place is beautiful.' The horizon hypnotized her. Her thoughts brought her to think about her dream. 'I wonder how Mamoru and I are connected? Rei can't be right, I mean he's just a kid, and that guy in my dream was--'
"Hey, um…Usagi right?"
Usagi looked up at the figure that spoke to her. Staring at the sunset too long blinded her a bit. The blurred image reminded her of the man from her dreams. She blinked and her vision focused. Before her stood a tall man with golden hair.
"Yes…" She remembered him from the arcade. "Allan?"
"Yeah. Hey, it's nice seeing you. You're ok now right?"
"Just fine. What are the odds of meeting you here?"
"I always come here. This is where I get my inspiration for my music. Do you come here often by yourself?"
"No, I hardly ever walk this far from home. I brought Mamoru. He's getting some napkins for me right now. See, my ice cream's melting." She held up a hand that was dripping with melted cream.
Allan untied the bandana from around his head. "Here. It's ok you can keep it. It's not live I can't live with out it."
Usagi blushed. "Thanks." She took the handkerchief. "You're a musician?! Wow, that's awesome!"
"Oh. I know what you are probably thinking. Yeah, you think I'm one of those alternative rock stars that play the electric guitar or something like that, right?"
Usagi didn't get it. "You mean musicians don't play guitars?"
Allan threw his head back and laughed. "You're a riot!" He wiped a tear from his eye. "I play the flute."
There was an awkward silence, then Usagi threw her head back and laughed. "No, you are a riot!" Allan raised his brow and Usagi felt ill at ease. "Oh… flutes are nice…they are very …what's the word…um…musical…" She turned red. 'I wonder where Mamoru is?'
Allan sat next to her on the bench. He stared at the sunset. "You know the first moment we met, um… after you vomited, I realized that you looked really familiar. Have we met somewhere?"
Usagi stared at Allan and something about him reminded her of her dream. "I was about to ask the same thing."
Allan moved closer to her. He was so close that she could feel his heavy breath on her neck. "You know girls like you shouldn't be out this late."
Usagi felt uncomfortable, not at all like her dream. 'What is taking Mamoru so long getting napkins?' She stood up from the bench. "I should go find Mamoru now. Well, it was nice talking to you."
"Yeah, well I should be going myself. I'll be seeing you." Allan stood up and started walking away.
Usagi looked back toward the ice cream shop, and found that it had already closed. She checked her watch and realized that three whole minutes had passed since the boy left. She panicked. She looked around and found no one. She was surprised at how fast Allan had left. The bridge was totally empty. The cars had stopped passing by and the only thing that was audible once again was the sound of flowing water. Usagi found a splattered ice cream cone far from the bench. 'You know, someone told me once that if you jump off a bridge and wish for something, it just might come true.' Mamoru's words ran through her mind. With fear, she peered over the bridge. She screamed. A handful of napkins danced along the surface water. She couldn't stop screaming. The sound of rushing water became deafening. She hysterically surveyed once more and found no one. With trembling hands she grabbed the rails of the bridge and hoisted herself upon the bars. Far away she heard the faint playing of a flute. She swung her legs over the metal and jumped.