When My Love & I Parted ~ Part 9
By Wyvern (Thaaaaaaaaaaat's me!)
Rated PG
Hey minna! Gomen nasai about skipping a week, I feel like a heel.
^_^; But I'm back with another part! I think I'm seeing at MOST 3
more in the future. (Ne...does this sound....familier?) I'd be
surprised if there were more, so no worries! This is almost over.
*^-^*
Thanks go out to Stormy (Whom I loves to torture), Usa-chan (Whom
I love to hear from *hint hint wink wink NUDGE NUDGE*) and to I Abide
at RedHawke Fanfiction Reviews for keeping up his reviews of this
story! I'm....guess what everybody! NOT BAD!! Believe me, I'm
happy about this. ^_^
***********Sailor Moon and all related peoples blah blah
belong to Naoko Tekuchi, Kondasha and Toei Industries. *sigh* Life's
just not fair, is it my fellow Mamo worshippers? No, it is not.*******
Just wanted to finally mention this, in case I've been confoosing
anybody. When you see words with 'these' quotation marks, it shows
thought. And any kind of paragraph or whatever that has this little
squiggly ~ at the beginning and at the end will mean that the character
is having a flash-back, or the past is being re-told. Kay? Hope that
helps!
Annnnnnnnnnnnd on with the story!
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She stayed like that. Stealing minutes from the time guardian
and filling them with whispers, caresses, tears. Never did she truly
let herself go to the tears. Once or twice they managed to escape,
breaking from her lashes of soot and running down her cheeks to freedom,
left unchecked by the hostess.
As the night progressed, so did the intensity of the secrets she
spoke to him. The way it felt to be little, the way she loved being
with Beryl before the dreams had started. Someone actually close to her
in all of the Darkness that surrounded her. And...how even though Luna
should have been the perfect replacement once Beryl-momma had begun to
dissmiss her attentions, something had changed. But it had changed...
inside Hematite. And it scared her. So much.
A silence had settled over the room in the past hour, Hematite no
longer able to put two coherent thoughts together. She was too tired.
'Should leave. Don't want to. Luna will be wondering where I am.
Don't want to leave. Leave when sun comes up.' Coming to that mid-way
point, Hematite stayed to just sit. 'Feels good. Feels warm.'
In fact only minutes passed until the night's boundary arrived,
and a beam of light slapped itself into Hematite's eyes. She hissed
slightly, closing them from the pain of such brightness after hours...
...weeks, of dark.
She yawned, moving one hand from where she still clasped his
to smother it. When he stirred though, she snapped to attention.
'NO! He can't see me!' she thought in alarm, and reflexively activated
her teleport. Within moments, the smoke dissipated, fuffiling it's
duty of carrying away its mistress.
Not truly waking, Mamoru brought his hand up over the side of
the bed, the first movement he'd made in many hours, and burrowed his
head a little deeper into the pillow. Taking a deep breath, a word
floated out over the exhale. "Usa...."
~*~*~
EE EE EE EE EE EE EE EE EE E-*whomp*
"I HATE your alarm."
Minako groaned and rubbed her eyes. "Quiet you." Yawning,
she sat up in bed, slowly assessing her surroundings. Big comfy
bed. Cold floor. Large Artemis sprawled out on floor. Sun being
infernally annoying and shining straight into her eyes. "Myeeeeh..."
she growled, shielding her eyes with a hand.
She looked over at where he was laying, the product of some
last minute planning for space. Last night, neither of them were
in the mood to go searching for a mattress or sleeping bag, both
too exhausted.
Actually, the memories of the previous night woke Minako up
a bit more. It had been so strange. Nice, but strange.
Artemis totally broke down, turning to her for a kind of
comfort that she had never had to supply before. She wasn't sure
just how long she had held him, murmuring soft words while he
sobbed into her shoulder.
She almost smiled at the thought of how wierd it must have
looked. This BIG guy, white being a definite theme, crying almost
in a child-like way, being consoled by a girl whose head only rose
up to his neck.
Her mouth felt thick from sleep, a feeling that she for some
reason liked. Just waking up was a feeling that she described
as 'snuffy.' A word that had stuck from child-hood. Like, 'my
stummy hurts,' or 'speggy and meanballs.' When Minako felt like
cuddling, she would tug on her mom's arm and say, "Momma I feel
snuffy." Instant gratification, every time.
"Feeling better?" she asked, taking a hand to her hair.
It was a rat's nest, as her dad liked to say, sticking out from
all sides and tangled in more ways than one might think possible.
Artemis murmured something in reply. Looking back at him,
he'd turned over onto his stomach, his head engulfed by the pillow.
She chuckled. "You're gonna suffocate, baka."
Lifting himself up on his elbows, he rotated around until he
sat cross-legged, looking up at her. He yawned, his toungue curling
out then darting back inside to be chewed on slightly. 'Still a bit
cat, I guess,' Minako mused. "Hai, better," he said hoarsly.
He was out-fitted in a white tank top, one of Minako's fathers,
and a pair of her dad's boxers over his own under-garments. Hey,
Minako hadn't bothered to ask what went underneath white pants, and
so the mystery remained. (AN:C'mon ladies, boxers or briefs? What's
your call?) Even being tired, she'd managed to sneak into her dad's
wardrobe to steal a couple articles of clothing.
Rather miraculously, her parents didn't get home until AFTER
Artemis was settled.
~ "Minako? Minako we're home!"
"EEEP!!" Her eyes made a quick sweep around the room, more
out of habit then anything. Artemis was dead asleep amongst some
spare blankets drawn out from the linen closet, finally having
cried himself out of energy.
Smoothing down her uniform and her hair, she straightened
her hair bow and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.
Standing at the top of the stairs, she met her parents with a bright
smile. "Oi! How was the movie?"
Her dad shrugged, hanging his coat up in the closet and taking
her mom's. "Not bad. It could have been better, but I wouldn't say
it stunk."
Minako's mother snorted and rolled her eyes. "*I* would."
"Doushite?" he asked, apparently a little surprised.
Waving a hand, she shook her head. "It was just dumb. Who
wants to see some woman prancing around with barely anything on?"
"I thought you would have liked it! Y'know, a chick flick!"
"Oh, you mean the misty-eyed looks she gave to 'Conan'? Give
me a break, dear."
Shrugging his shoulders again, Minako's father headed for the
stairs. Panicking, she sprawled herself over the banister, barring
the way with a leg. "W-where ya goin' dad?"
He gave her an odd look and pushed her leg out of the way.
"Upstairs, Mina."
"To bed?" she asked, almost hopefully.
"Nnnnnnnooooo....to the bathroom." He cocked his eye brow.
"All right with you?"
She blushed slightly. 'Baka Minako, he won't find anything!'
"U-un."
"Something wrong, Minako?" Her mother stood at the door
to the kitchen, holding a covered bowl in her hands. "You never ate."
"Nothing's wrong momma, I just....wanted to get my homework
done early, and then I forgot to eat."
"Forgot to eat? You? And homework on a friday?" Setting the
dish on the counter, she walked up the steps and put a hand to her
daughter's fore-head. "Are you feeling well?"
Batting her mother's hand away, Minako 'tsked' and said,
"Yeeeees, I'm feeling fine, MOTHER," her voice thick with teasing.
Putting one hand on her hip and sticking a finger in her face,
Minako's mother said, "You watch it there young lady." Stern words,
but said with a smile.
Laughing lightly, Minako nodded. "Gomen." She yawned, putting
on a lazy face and grinned. "I'm tired momma. I'm going to bed."
"Fine." Minako turned and was almost to her room, almost safe,
when she heard her mother beckon again. Stopping, she turned around
with a grumble, but popped her head down the stairs with a bright smile.
"Hai, momma?" she said through her teeth.
"Why are you still wearing your school uniform?"
'Uh oh. Think fast, Minako!' "I---just..didn't feel like
changing!"
"You hate that uniform," her mother said, arms crossed.
Feigning shock, Minako scoffed a couple of times and tried her
best to looks hurt. "I do not! It's very...." 'Itchy' "comfortable
and I..." 'Hate' "enjoy wearing it!" At her mother's continuing
skepticle expression, she even went so far, as to rub one of the sleeves
against her cheek. "Mmm mmm...soft!" 'I hate this uniform, I just
forgot to take it off.'
Sighing, her mother shook her head and walked back into the
kitchen. "Fine, fine. Goodnight!"
Sighing herself, but instead in relief, Minako finally made it
into her room. Rubbing her cheek with her fingers, the skin she touched
a little scratched and sore from the sleeve, she pouted and looked down
at the still snoozing Artemis. 'You better be worth it.' They were
just words of a tired person. She knew he was. 'Heck, he's worth more
than......' her tired mind tried to come up with an analogy, 'more than
I'm willing to think of right now.'
Shedding the itchy uniform and slipping into her comfy pajamas,
Minako all but fell into bed. She collected and wrapped all of her
sheets and the large comforter around her, and dropped off into sleep.~
And that was last night. 'Ahhhhhh last night. When I had a whole
night's worth of sleep ahead of me.'
"Ne, why *did* you set the alarm, Minako? It's a Saturday,"
Artemis asked lazily.
Stopping, Minako suddenly groaned and dug her head into her
pillow. "I forgot to turn it off last night!" she mumbled. "Kuso!"
Beep beep beep beep beep beep - "That alarm is going out the
WINDOW!!" she screeched, picking up her clock, almost ready to throw
it.
"Minako," Artemis sighed. "That's the communicator."
Groaning instead of blushing, Minako let the alarm drop from her
fingers, landing in a heap of covers. The beeping seemed to be coming
from beneath her, so laying down her stomach, she searched the underside
of her bed. Her hair fell down in a huge blanket, part of it falling
over onto Artemis' face. He blew at it, poofing it away from his nose.
"Here we go!" she said, almost cheerily, finally pulling up from
her position and smoothing her hair back. She clicked it on. "Ohayo!"
"MINAKO!!!!" Rei screeched.
"WHAT?!" she snapped back.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! YOU ARE SO--"
"Eh...Minako-chan..." Ami said, taking over the screen. Just as
well too, since Minako was about ready to throw her communicator to the
ground and stomp it into oblivion. She was *not* in the mood for a
Rei screeching. "We were just wondering where you've been."
"Hai!" Makoto said, a little sterner than Ami, but with a bit of
a smile. "Rei's really just as worried as we were. You didn't show up
to the meeting last night!"
"Shimatta!!" Minako cursed, slapping her fore-head. "Gomen
minna! Something kinda....came up."
"Like WHAT?!"
"Something IMPORTANT Rei," Minako snarled. "Look, how about we
meet at Crown's in an hour, and I'll laminate."
"What?" Makoto asked.
"I think you mean.....well....either elaborate or illuminate,
Minako-chan. Even that one was a little sketchy," Ami said.
"Whatever, whatever. Kay? Crown's in an hour!" And before any
of them could protest, she cancelled her connection and threw the
communicator onto her bed-side table. Slapping her hands together,
making Artemis jump, she stood up and said in a bright voice, "Artemis!
Time to get up!"
Taking another pillow, he smashed it onto his face and groaned.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooo........"
~*~*~
"I'd say......mmmm.....an eight."
"Yup, eight."
"Six."
"Ami-chan! That's pretty harsh!"
"Well....he's really just....not my style."
Makoto rose an eye-brow. "Oh? Then, pray tell, just what *is*
the mysterious Ami Mizuno's 'style'?"
Blushing a deep red, Ami rose her eyes and searched out the
window. Biting her lip, she finally pointed to a young man waiting
at the bus stop.
"WAI! Good eye Ami-chan!" Rei burst, standing up and shoving
down Makoto's head for a better look. "VERY kawaii!"
"Ita! Off! OFF!" With a mighty push from Makoto, Rei fell back
into the booth. "Hey, not a bad choice Ami-chan! Myself, I'd say he's
more of an...........eep."
"What?" Rei perked up. "What what what? Who do you see?" She
peered frantically out the window, trying to spot whoever it was that
had so caught Makoto's attention. Her eyes searched around. 'Old Lady,
pole, car, little boy, ne! Where is---aaaaaaaahh.....' her eyes locked
on at least who *she* figured was the heart-stopper.
Beside her, Ami took in a small breath of air. And rightly so!
A young guy, maybe just a bit older than them, stood waiting for the
light to change at the crossing. Long, long white hair was pulled
back into a pony-tail beneath a base-ball cap. A rumpled white tank-top
and khaki shorts were his outfit, topped off with a pair of sandals
that upon closer pressing of the nose to the window on Rei's part, were
a couple sizes too big.
"Oy chi-wawa!" Makoto yelped.
Rei rolled her eyes. "You should stop watching so much American
T.V., Mako-chan."
"Oy chi-wawa...."
"Not you TOO!" Rei yelped at Ami, who turned an even deeper shade.
*tug* "Urk.....nnng....R....Rei...." *tug*
"WHAT?!" She suddenly found her face yanked around between
Makoto's two hands, face squished between them. "Me...Mayko-che--"
Another person was suddenly there with their boy.
"Mi-Minako-chan?!" Ami yelped.
~*~*~
Minako stood up and smiled at Artemis. "Arigato for waiting while
I tied my shoe!"
"No problem. Ne, isn't that it?" he asked, pointing towards the
building.
"Hai!"
He sighed loudly, running a hand down his pony-tail. "Eeesh,
looks different."
She blinked. "How so?"
"Bigger, for one thing." Minako laughed and shook her head.
Every so often Artemis would do something that made her remember the
new disposition he was in. Like, she'd had to throw something for him
together using her dad's clothes. She just thanked her lucky stars that
the tank-top was still wear-able, and her dad hadn't yet thrown out
that pair of khaki shorts he'd bought when he'd been slimmer last
summer. She didn't want to draw undue attention to him, so she put his
huge mass of hair into a pony-tail and slipped a cap over his head to
hide the moon-mark.
A trio walked by them, three young women. All three heads turned
after they had passed, their sight lingering on Minako's partner.
Growling, she turned around and shouted, "Take a PICTURE, it LASTS
LONGER!"
-FLASH!-
She dead-panned. "You weren't supposed to take that
literally."
Artemis blushed and ran a hand down his pony-tail again. She
had noticed it was something of a nervous habit he'd developed. That
time he'd barely missed running into a pole in the street, he'd fingered
his hair for five minutes after-ward. Perhaps a substitute for a
twitching tail.
The light finally turned, and they started to cross the street
to Crown's. Minako's eyes flickered over to one of the large windows
that the restaurant/arcade sported, and barely held in a guffaw.
Three girls were plastered to the glass, eyes wide, Rei and Makoto's
mouths mostly open.
Rei caught her eyes, and gave her one of the deadliest looks that
Minako had ever shared with...well...anyone up until now. Pretending
not to see it, Minako shifted so that she walked just a *smigen* closer
to Artemis, he of course taking no notice.
Minako giggled inside. "I can't WAIT to tell the girls about
THIS!"
~*~*~
"Oooooh…she's gonna either fess up, or DIE," Rei muttered under
her breath. The girls watched as Minako and the hunk came into the
arcade and headed for their table.
"Quick, REI! Go sit next to Ami-chan!" Makoto whispered, giving
an encouraging shove. Obviously, Rei wasn't paying attention, as she
just nodded absently and took her new spot just as they arrived.
"Hi minna!" Minako said brightly. "Sorry we're late, we kept on
getting…em…" she cast a side-glance to her companion, "stopped."
Makoto waved a hand. "No really, Minako-chan, iie desu! None of
us mind in the slightest!" She stood and squished over to the other
side of the booth, patting the seat next to her. "Please," pat, pat,
"Take a seat." Minako lowered slightly but Makoto pushed her out of the
away and hissed, "Not YOU," and pat the seat again, smiling up at the
boy.
For a moment he seemed startled, but then a playful smirk curved
his lips and he plopped down in the booth, grinning at the girls. Ami
looked like she was about to burn to a crisp.
Grumbling a bit, Minako managed to find a space on the other side,
noticing that Rei was about to explode with fury. She glared daggers,
grenades, tanks and everything else that could possibly do mortal harm
to the girl who sat across from her, blissfully occupied with her
view.
"So? Minako-chan? Who is your…guest?" Ami asked.
"Yeah?!" Rei piped in, throwing him a flashy smile.
Giggling a bit, Minako slapped her hands on the table and said
with wide eyes, "You aren't going to believe me when I tell you, but
this is-"
"Oi girls!!" All four of them deflated when Motoki's sudden
shout interrupted Minako's secret. Still…this was Motoki. Nobody
could stay mad at him for too long. He walked over, threw a dish-cloth
over his shoulder and rubbed his hands together. "It's great to see
you guys again! Ne, where's Usagi?"
Out of the corner of her eye, Ami could swear she saw the boy
flinch beneath his hat. "Um…she's at home," Rei subbed.
"Really? Huh," he shrugged, "I'm surprised." He apparently
took notice of the new-comer and made an indicative gesture for the
girls. "Who's the newbie in the group?" he asked, a twinge of teasing
peppering his tone.
Makoto, Ami and Rei simutaneously turned their attentions to the
stud, finally expecting to find out. He lifted his head and grinned,
making Ami blush slightly. "I'm just a friend," he replied.
'Matte…' Rei thought to herself, 'why does his voice sound rather
familier?'
Motoki just shrugged. "Alright! So, what can I get you guys?"
"Lime soda!" Minako piped in.
"Coke."
"Root beer."
"Water."
"Milk." Makoto shot the boy an odd look, but he didn't seem to
notice. Nodding his head, Motoki left to get the orders.
Minako took a deep breath and turned back to the girls. "So, as
I was saying, this is…well…" she stopped for a moment, as if thinking.
"WHAT Minako-chan? WHO?!" Rei shrieked, acting as if the boy
wasn't there at all.
"Ne, I'm just thinking of how to tell you, since I don't want you
throwing a fit!" she said, staring at Rei.
"ONEGAI, Minako-chan," Makoto pleaded, "Just TELL us!"
"Em…minna, why don't we let *him* introduce himself?" Ami
commented.
The other three girls blushed and mumbled their accordances. The
boy smiled at Ami and nodded his head, almost as if he approved of all
of their behaviour, or was used to it. Motoki dropped by then and laid
the drinks on the table.
"I'm almost insulted you girls don't recognize me," the boy said.
The words of course coming as a surprise, the other three were suddenly
regarding him with a new kind of aprehension.
"Nani?" Rei asked, suspicious. Makoto slurped on her root beer,
eyeing him. Well, eyeing AND admiring. She would say it was the same
thing.
"Maybe this will help," he said, and the flicked up the front of
his hat with two fingers. Makoto choked on her drink in an attempt to
gasp along with Rei and Ami. There on his fore-head flashed the golden
insignia of the moon. "Meow."
Minako was almost crying with laughter, practically falling out of
the booth.
"Buh?"
"Nah…"
"Dem…"
"Oh…oh VERY articulate girls!" Minako said in-between giggles.
She high-fived him. "You're so wicked Artemis! Perfect delivery!" And
She fell into another fit of snickers.
Almost surprisingly, Makoto was the first to regain her composure.
She took another long drag from her drink, bringing it down to the ice,
and sat back in her chair with her hands behind her head. "So, Arty,"
he cocked an eye-brow, "enjoying the ride?"
~*~*~
Luna lay staring at the ceiling, her braids spread out to cushion
Her head beneath her. As she waited for her mistress to awaken,
thoughts that were of really no sequential importance strolled through
her head. Sometimes they danced little pirouettes before they were
thrown off-stage by another. One that had been twirling around in her
brain for the longest time now, was the recount of that morning's events.
~"Hema-chan!" she called happily, running over to her friend from
the bed. "Did you enjoy it? He's cute, isn't he." At her friend's
small smile, Luna nudged her a little bit. "I KNEW you'd have a good
time with that one. Did you leave him alive for later?" she asked.
"Hai, I did," Hematite replied matter-of-factly, and shifted into
a pair of black pajamas. Even this act made Luna's dark heart jump a
little with glee. Her mistress used to LOVE wearing little nighties
or teddies to bed, but recently had ceased doing that, as it had been
almost part of her happier-self. This was then a sign that that same
old flame of mischief was being re-kindled, and Luna couldn't take
enough joy from that.
But, it wasn't EXACTLY as it used to be. If it were, Hematite
would have pulled her over to the bed and spent the entire morning
letting Luna in on every detail. Instead, she breezed past her pet
and flopped into bed. "He-"
"I don't feel like talking about it right now Luna, I'm sleepy."
Turning over, she pulled the large black comfortor over her tiny frame
and said in a muffled voice, "Good-night." ~
She had bitten back her dissapointment and anger until a good
Youma was found. That had had the snot kicked out of it, successfully
aiding the frustrated cat in venting her emotions. She was completely
devoted to the her mistress, but sometimes…sometimes she could be just
so IRRITATING!!
~*~*~
Minako twirled her straw around in her fountain glass, using
The now mixture of a Lime Soda and water from melted ice as a source
Of entertainment. 'Lookit dat...a whirl-pool...'
The meeting had come to a lull. Okay, a pit. There were lulls,
and there were PITS in the conversation. This was one dilly of a pit.
after the girls had squeezed as much of what had happened with their
former feline compatriot from Minako and Artemis, and gossipped for
about another hour and a-half. Then…well nobody brought up anything
more to discuss. They ALL knew what had to be adressed, but all were
too relunctant to stratch at the wounds.
Taking a deep breath, Minako decided that she would have to be
The one. "So, we now know that LUNA knows where Mamoru is staying.
And she, of course, will have told Hematite. That means then that we
are going to have to be EXTRA careful Senshi."
At first, Artemis hadn't been able to remember what it was that
Luna had come for him for. Thanks to a thing much like shock, he'd
forgotten all about it until it was brought up again. Almost in a
panic, the girls had called Mamoru on the communicator, each relieved
when he picked up, appearing RESTED even.
Apparently he'd had no visits, there was nothing to report, and
therefore nothing to worry about. The Senshi still had the communicator
at his apartement, so none of them were over-anxious about the little
leak in information.
Mamoru had been also COMPLETELY adament in staying
at his own home, refusing the offers that each one of them made for
a new place of residence. So basically, they weren't over-anxious,
because they couldn't be.
Makoto suddenly snapped her fingers. "I know! We should
stake-out his apartement! We can take shifts, watching him at night-
time, and making sure that nothing—"
"I heard that and NO!!"
Rei rolled her eyes. "Why are you STILL listening in on the
conversation, Mamoru-san?"
"Un! That's taking advantage of the 24 hour line!" Minako
added with earnest.
Mamoru pulled a dark bang out his eyes and said, "Minna,
when the line is open all the time, that means that if YOU can
hear ME, I can hear YOU. I'm sitting in the living room, and
everything you say comes over loud and clear."
Artemis chuckled, shaking his head. Minako shot him a
look. "You be quiet."
"And what I said, GOES," Mamoru continued. "If I catch
any one of you creeping around my apartement, you'll be picking
thorns out of fukus for a week."
Minako scrunched up her nose. "Eeeew Mamoru-san! That's
just being vulgar."
He coughed. "Well…you get what I mean."
"Yeah yeah, but I still don't like you being alone all the
time then," Makoto grumbled.
"Minna, he is getting better, and he IS…" Ami gestured,
"Y'know...able to take care of himself."
"I agree with Ami," Artemis added, leaning on his elbows.
"Mamoru-kun IS in a heightened amount of danger, I won't deny
that, but he is also a proven fighter, and could handle any
situation until we were able to arrive at least."
"You see, you shouldn't worry about it any more. When it
happens, no, IF it happens, all of the Senshi will know about it."
"Even though you COULD handle it yourself, ne Mamoru-san?"
Rei asked teasingly.
He gave her a dark look. "Of course, flame-thrower."
"Then what more can we do, other than wait?" Minako asked.
Again, Makoto leaned back. "Nothing love-child. We relax."
She snapped her fingers. "Motoki my man? Bring me another beer."
At Artemis' sharp look, she added, "ROOT beer. Yeeesh."
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WANNA say 'dun dun DUN!' but can't. Don't work. *Sigh*
Well.....*twiddles fingers* This chapter came out kinda funky.
I mean, I really like some of it, and some of it.....I don't...know.
It's crazy. Do you think I used the word "look" too many times?
I kinda wondered if I did. *sigh again* Still new at this minna.
Didn't use nothin' new in ways of JP words, so again, if you're
confoosed, go back to some of the earlier chapters where I wasn't
so darn lazy and wrote out all the long big lists! *^-^*
Oh no...wait...there are a couple I'll mention. *sigh*
Iie desu = It's ok/ It's alright/No problem
Oi = Hey (i.e. Oi Mamoru! - Hey Mamoru!)
And 'member! Feed-back! LOTS 'O' FEED-BACK!!!
Arigato gozaimasu!
Suki da yo!
Ja ne,
Wyvern
By Wyvern (Thaaaaaaaaaaat's me!)
Rated PG
Hey minna! Gomen nasai about skipping a week, I feel like a heel.
^_^; But I'm back with another part! I think I'm seeing at MOST 3
more in the future. (Ne...does this sound....familier?) I'd be
surprised if there were more, so no worries! This is almost over.
*^-^*
Thanks go out to Stormy (Whom I loves to torture), Usa-chan (Whom
I love to hear from *hint hint wink wink NUDGE NUDGE*) and to I Abide
at RedHawke Fanfiction Reviews for keeping up his reviews of this
story! I'm....guess what everybody! NOT BAD!! Believe me, I'm
happy about this. ^_^
***********Sailor Moon and all related peoples blah blah
belong to Naoko Tekuchi, Kondasha and Toei Industries. *sigh* Life's
just not fair, is it my fellow Mamo worshippers? No, it is not.*******
Just wanted to finally mention this, in case I've been confoosing
anybody. When you see words with 'these' quotation marks, it shows
thought. And any kind of paragraph or whatever that has this little
squiggly ~ at the beginning and at the end will mean that the character
is having a flash-back, or the past is being re-told. Kay? Hope that
helps!
Annnnnnnnnnnnd on with the story!
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She stayed like that. Stealing minutes from the time guardian
and filling them with whispers, caresses, tears. Never did she truly
let herself go to the tears. Once or twice they managed to escape,
breaking from her lashes of soot and running down her cheeks to freedom,
left unchecked by the hostess.
As the night progressed, so did the intensity of the secrets she
spoke to him. The way it felt to be little, the way she loved being
with Beryl before the dreams had started. Someone actually close to her
in all of the Darkness that surrounded her. And...how even though Luna
should have been the perfect replacement once Beryl-momma had begun to
dissmiss her attentions, something had changed. But it had changed...
inside Hematite. And it scared her. So much.
A silence had settled over the room in the past hour, Hematite no
longer able to put two coherent thoughts together. She was too tired.
'Should leave. Don't want to. Luna will be wondering where I am.
Don't want to leave. Leave when sun comes up.' Coming to that mid-way
point, Hematite stayed to just sit. 'Feels good. Feels warm.'
In fact only minutes passed until the night's boundary arrived,
and a beam of light slapped itself into Hematite's eyes. She hissed
slightly, closing them from the pain of such brightness after hours...
...weeks, of dark.
She yawned, moving one hand from where she still clasped his
to smother it. When he stirred though, she snapped to attention.
'NO! He can't see me!' she thought in alarm, and reflexively activated
her teleport. Within moments, the smoke dissipated, fuffiling it's
duty of carrying away its mistress.
Not truly waking, Mamoru brought his hand up over the side of
the bed, the first movement he'd made in many hours, and burrowed his
head a little deeper into the pillow. Taking a deep breath, a word
floated out over the exhale. "Usa...."
~*~*~
EE EE EE EE EE EE EE EE EE E-*whomp*
"I HATE your alarm."
Minako groaned and rubbed her eyes. "Quiet you." Yawning,
she sat up in bed, slowly assessing her surroundings. Big comfy
bed. Cold floor. Large Artemis sprawled out on floor. Sun being
infernally annoying and shining straight into her eyes. "Myeeeeh..."
she growled, shielding her eyes with a hand.
She looked over at where he was laying, the product of some
last minute planning for space. Last night, neither of them were
in the mood to go searching for a mattress or sleeping bag, both
too exhausted.
Actually, the memories of the previous night woke Minako up
a bit more. It had been so strange. Nice, but strange.
Artemis totally broke down, turning to her for a kind of
comfort that she had never had to supply before. She wasn't sure
just how long she had held him, murmuring soft words while he
sobbed into her shoulder.
She almost smiled at the thought of how wierd it must have
looked. This BIG guy, white being a definite theme, crying almost
in a child-like way, being consoled by a girl whose head only rose
up to his neck.
Her mouth felt thick from sleep, a feeling that she for some
reason liked. Just waking up was a feeling that she described
as 'snuffy.' A word that had stuck from child-hood. Like, 'my
stummy hurts,' or 'speggy and meanballs.' When Minako felt like
cuddling, she would tug on her mom's arm and say, "Momma I feel
snuffy." Instant gratification, every time.
"Feeling better?" she asked, taking a hand to her hair.
It was a rat's nest, as her dad liked to say, sticking out from
all sides and tangled in more ways than one might think possible.
Artemis murmured something in reply. Looking back at him,
he'd turned over onto his stomach, his head engulfed by the pillow.
She chuckled. "You're gonna suffocate, baka."
Lifting himself up on his elbows, he rotated around until he
sat cross-legged, looking up at her. He yawned, his toungue curling
out then darting back inside to be chewed on slightly. 'Still a bit
cat, I guess,' Minako mused. "Hai, better," he said hoarsly.
He was out-fitted in a white tank top, one of Minako's fathers,
and a pair of her dad's boxers over his own under-garments. Hey,
Minako hadn't bothered to ask what went underneath white pants, and
so the mystery remained. (AN:C'mon ladies, boxers or briefs? What's
your call?) Even being tired, she'd managed to sneak into her dad's
wardrobe to steal a couple articles of clothing.
Rather miraculously, her parents didn't get home until AFTER
Artemis was settled.
~ "Minako? Minako we're home!"
"EEEP!!" Her eyes made a quick sweep around the room, more
out of habit then anything. Artemis was dead asleep amongst some
spare blankets drawn out from the linen closet, finally having
cried himself out of energy.
Smoothing down her uniform and her hair, she straightened
her hair bow and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.
Standing at the top of the stairs, she met her parents with a bright
smile. "Oi! How was the movie?"
Her dad shrugged, hanging his coat up in the closet and taking
her mom's. "Not bad. It could have been better, but I wouldn't say
it stunk."
Minako's mother snorted and rolled her eyes. "*I* would."
"Doushite?" he asked, apparently a little surprised.
Waving a hand, she shook her head. "It was just dumb. Who
wants to see some woman prancing around with barely anything on?"
"I thought you would have liked it! Y'know, a chick flick!"
"Oh, you mean the misty-eyed looks she gave to 'Conan'? Give
me a break, dear."
Shrugging his shoulders again, Minako's father headed for the
stairs. Panicking, she sprawled herself over the banister, barring
the way with a leg. "W-where ya goin' dad?"
He gave her an odd look and pushed her leg out of the way.
"Upstairs, Mina."
"To bed?" she asked, almost hopefully.
"Nnnnnnnooooo....to the bathroom." He cocked his eye brow.
"All right with you?"
She blushed slightly. 'Baka Minako, he won't find anything!'
"U-un."
"Something wrong, Minako?" Her mother stood at the door
to the kitchen, holding a covered bowl in her hands. "You never ate."
"Nothing's wrong momma, I just....wanted to get my homework
done early, and then I forgot to eat."
"Forgot to eat? You? And homework on a friday?" Setting the
dish on the counter, she walked up the steps and put a hand to her
daughter's fore-head. "Are you feeling well?"
Batting her mother's hand away, Minako 'tsked' and said,
"Yeeeees, I'm feeling fine, MOTHER," her voice thick with teasing.
Putting one hand on her hip and sticking a finger in her face,
Minako's mother said, "You watch it there young lady." Stern words,
but said with a smile.
Laughing lightly, Minako nodded. "Gomen." She yawned, putting
on a lazy face and grinned. "I'm tired momma. I'm going to bed."
"Fine." Minako turned and was almost to her room, almost safe,
when she heard her mother beckon again. Stopping, she turned around
with a grumble, but popped her head down the stairs with a bright smile.
"Hai, momma?" she said through her teeth.
"Why are you still wearing your school uniform?"
'Uh oh. Think fast, Minako!' "I---just..didn't feel like
changing!"
"You hate that uniform," her mother said, arms crossed.
Feigning shock, Minako scoffed a couple of times and tried her
best to looks hurt. "I do not! It's very...." 'Itchy' "comfortable
and I..." 'Hate' "enjoy wearing it!" At her mother's continuing
skepticle expression, she even went so far, as to rub one of the sleeves
against her cheek. "Mmm mmm...soft!" 'I hate this uniform, I just
forgot to take it off.'
Sighing, her mother shook her head and walked back into the
kitchen. "Fine, fine. Goodnight!"
Sighing herself, but instead in relief, Minako finally made it
into her room. Rubbing her cheek with her fingers, the skin she touched
a little scratched and sore from the sleeve, she pouted and looked down
at the still snoozing Artemis. 'You better be worth it.' They were
just words of a tired person. She knew he was. 'Heck, he's worth more
than......' her tired mind tried to come up with an analogy, 'more than
I'm willing to think of right now.'
Shedding the itchy uniform and slipping into her comfy pajamas,
Minako all but fell into bed. She collected and wrapped all of her
sheets and the large comforter around her, and dropped off into sleep.~
And that was last night. 'Ahhhhhh last night. When I had a whole
night's worth of sleep ahead of me.'
"Ne, why *did* you set the alarm, Minako? It's a Saturday,"
Artemis asked lazily.
Stopping, Minako suddenly groaned and dug her head into her
pillow. "I forgot to turn it off last night!" she mumbled. "Kuso!"
Beep beep beep beep beep beep - "That alarm is going out the
WINDOW!!" she screeched, picking up her clock, almost ready to throw
it.
"Minako," Artemis sighed. "That's the communicator."
Groaning instead of blushing, Minako let the alarm drop from her
fingers, landing in a heap of covers. The beeping seemed to be coming
from beneath her, so laying down her stomach, she searched the underside
of her bed. Her hair fell down in a huge blanket, part of it falling
over onto Artemis' face. He blew at it, poofing it away from his nose.
"Here we go!" she said, almost cheerily, finally pulling up from
her position and smoothing her hair back. She clicked it on. "Ohayo!"
"MINAKO!!!!" Rei screeched.
"WHAT?!" she snapped back.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! YOU ARE SO--"
"Eh...Minako-chan..." Ami said, taking over the screen. Just as
well too, since Minako was about ready to throw her communicator to the
ground and stomp it into oblivion. She was *not* in the mood for a
Rei screeching. "We were just wondering where you've been."
"Hai!" Makoto said, a little sterner than Ami, but with a bit of
a smile. "Rei's really just as worried as we were. You didn't show up
to the meeting last night!"
"Shimatta!!" Minako cursed, slapping her fore-head. "Gomen
minna! Something kinda....came up."
"Like WHAT?!"
"Something IMPORTANT Rei," Minako snarled. "Look, how about we
meet at Crown's in an hour, and I'll laminate."
"What?" Makoto asked.
"I think you mean.....well....either elaborate or illuminate,
Minako-chan. Even that one was a little sketchy," Ami said.
"Whatever, whatever. Kay? Crown's in an hour!" And before any
of them could protest, she cancelled her connection and threw the
communicator onto her bed-side table. Slapping her hands together,
making Artemis jump, she stood up and said in a bright voice, "Artemis!
Time to get up!"
Taking another pillow, he smashed it onto his face and groaned.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooo........"
~*~*~
"I'd say......mmmm.....an eight."
"Yup, eight."
"Six."
"Ami-chan! That's pretty harsh!"
"Well....he's really just....not my style."
Makoto rose an eye-brow. "Oh? Then, pray tell, just what *is*
the mysterious Ami Mizuno's 'style'?"
Blushing a deep red, Ami rose her eyes and searched out the
window. Biting her lip, she finally pointed to a young man waiting
at the bus stop.
"WAI! Good eye Ami-chan!" Rei burst, standing up and shoving
down Makoto's head for a better look. "VERY kawaii!"
"Ita! Off! OFF!" With a mighty push from Makoto, Rei fell back
into the booth. "Hey, not a bad choice Ami-chan! Myself, I'd say he's
more of an...........eep."
"What?" Rei perked up. "What what what? Who do you see?" She
peered frantically out the window, trying to spot whoever it was that
had so caught Makoto's attention. Her eyes searched around. 'Old Lady,
pole, car, little boy, ne! Where is---aaaaaaaahh.....' her eyes locked
on at least who *she* figured was the heart-stopper.
Beside her, Ami took in a small breath of air. And rightly so!
A young guy, maybe just a bit older than them, stood waiting for the
light to change at the crossing. Long, long white hair was pulled
back into a pony-tail beneath a base-ball cap. A rumpled white tank-top
and khaki shorts were his outfit, topped off with a pair of sandals
that upon closer pressing of the nose to the window on Rei's part, were
a couple sizes too big.
"Oy chi-wawa!" Makoto yelped.
Rei rolled her eyes. "You should stop watching so much American
T.V., Mako-chan."
"Oy chi-wawa...."
"Not you TOO!" Rei yelped at Ami, who turned an even deeper shade.
*tug* "Urk.....nnng....R....Rei...." *tug*
"WHAT?!" She suddenly found her face yanked around between
Makoto's two hands, face squished between them. "Me...Mayko-che--"
Another person was suddenly there with their boy.
"Mi-Minako-chan?!" Ami yelped.
~*~*~
Minako stood up and smiled at Artemis. "Arigato for waiting while
I tied my shoe!"
"No problem. Ne, isn't that it?" he asked, pointing towards the
building.
"Hai!"
He sighed loudly, running a hand down his pony-tail. "Eeesh,
looks different."
She blinked. "How so?"
"Bigger, for one thing." Minako laughed and shook her head.
Every so often Artemis would do something that made her remember the
new disposition he was in. Like, she'd had to throw something for him
together using her dad's clothes. She just thanked her lucky stars that
the tank-top was still wear-able, and her dad hadn't yet thrown out
that pair of khaki shorts he'd bought when he'd been slimmer last
summer. She didn't want to draw undue attention to him, so she put his
huge mass of hair into a pony-tail and slipped a cap over his head to
hide the moon-mark.
A trio walked by them, three young women. All three heads turned
after they had passed, their sight lingering on Minako's partner.
Growling, she turned around and shouted, "Take a PICTURE, it LASTS
LONGER!"
-FLASH!-
She dead-panned. "You weren't supposed to take that
literally."
Artemis blushed and ran a hand down his pony-tail again. She
had noticed it was something of a nervous habit he'd developed. That
time he'd barely missed running into a pole in the street, he'd fingered
his hair for five minutes after-ward. Perhaps a substitute for a
twitching tail.
The light finally turned, and they started to cross the street
to Crown's. Minako's eyes flickered over to one of the large windows
that the restaurant/arcade sported, and barely held in a guffaw.
Three girls were plastered to the glass, eyes wide, Rei and Makoto's
mouths mostly open.
Rei caught her eyes, and gave her one of the deadliest looks that
Minako had ever shared with...well...anyone up until now. Pretending
not to see it, Minako shifted so that she walked just a *smigen* closer
to Artemis, he of course taking no notice.
Minako giggled inside. "I can't WAIT to tell the girls about
THIS!"
~*~*~
"Oooooh…she's gonna either fess up, or DIE," Rei muttered under
her breath. The girls watched as Minako and the hunk came into the
arcade and headed for their table.
"Quick, REI! Go sit next to Ami-chan!" Makoto whispered, giving
an encouraging shove. Obviously, Rei wasn't paying attention, as she
just nodded absently and took her new spot just as they arrived.
"Hi minna!" Minako said brightly. "Sorry we're late, we kept on
getting…em…" she cast a side-glance to her companion, "stopped."
Makoto waved a hand. "No really, Minako-chan, iie desu! None of
us mind in the slightest!" She stood and squished over to the other
side of the booth, patting the seat next to her. "Please," pat, pat,
"Take a seat." Minako lowered slightly but Makoto pushed her out of the
away and hissed, "Not YOU," and pat the seat again, smiling up at the
boy.
For a moment he seemed startled, but then a playful smirk curved
his lips and he plopped down in the booth, grinning at the girls. Ami
looked like she was about to burn to a crisp.
Grumbling a bit, Minako managed to find a space on the other side,
noticing that Rei was about to explode with fury. She glared daggers,
grenades, tanks and everything else that could possibly do mortal harm
to the girl who sat across from her, blissfully occupied with her
view.
"So? Minako-chan? Who is your…guest?" Ami asked.
"Yeah?!" Rei piped in, throwing him a flashy smile.
Giggling a bit, Minako slapped her hands on the table and said
with wide eyes, "You aren't going to believe me when I tell you, but
this is-"
"Oi girls!!" All four of them deflated when Motoki's sudden
shout interrupted Minako's secret. Still…this was Motoki. Nobody
could stay mad at him for too long. He walked over, threw a dish-cloth
over his shoulder and rubbed his hands together. "It's great to see
you guys again! Ne, where's Usagi?"
Out of the corner of her eye, Ami could swear she saw the boy
flinch beneath his hat. "Um…she's at home," Rei subbed.
"Really? Huh," he shrugged, "I'm surprised." He apparently
took notice of the new-comer and made an indicative gesture for the
girls. "Who's the newbie in the group?" he asked, a twinge of teasing
peppering his tone.
Makoto, Ami and Rei simutaneously turned their attentions to the
stud, finally expecting to find out. He lifted his head and grinned,
making Ami blush slightly. "I'm just a friend," he replied.
'Matte…' Rei thought to herself, 'why does his voice sound rather
familier?'
Motoki just shrugged. "Alright! So, what can I get you guys?"
"Lime soda!" Minako piped in.
"Coke."
"Root beer."
"Water."
"Milk." Makoto shot the boy an odd look, but he didn't seem to
notice. Nodding his head, Motoki left to get the orders.
Minako took a deep breath and turned back to the girls. "So, as
I was saying, this is…well…" she stopped for a moment, as if thinking.
"WHAT Minako-chan? WHO?!" Rei shrieked, acting as if the boy
wasn't there at all.
"Ne, I'm just thinking of how to tell you, since I don't want you
throwing a fit!" she said, staring at Rei.
"ONEGAI, Minako-chan," Makoto pleaded, "Just TELL us!"
"Em…minna, why don't we let *him* introduce himself?" Ami
commented.
The other three girls blushed and mumbled their accordances. The
boy smiled at Ami and nodded his head, almost as if he approved of all
of their behaviour, or was used to it. Motoki dropped by then and laid
the drinks on the table.
"I'm almost insulted you girls don't recognize me," the boy said.
The words of course coming as a surprise, the other three were suddenly
regarding him with a new kind of aprehension.
"Nani?" Rei asked, suspicious. Makoto slurped on her root beer,
eyeing him. Well, eyeing AND admiring. She would say it was the same
thing.
"Maybe this will help," he said, and the flicked up the front of
his hat with two fingers. Makoto choked on her drink in an attempt to
gasp along with Rei and Ami. There on his fore-head flashed the golden
insignia of the moon. "Meow."
Minako was almost crying with laughter, practically falling out of
the booth.
"Buh?"
"Nah…"
"Dem…"
"Oh…oh VERY articulate girls!" Minako said in-between giggles.
She high-fived him. "You're so wicked Artemis! Perfect delivery!" And
She fell into another fit of snickers.
Almost surprisingly, Makoto was the first to regain her composure.
She took another long drag from her drink, bringing it down to the ice,
and sat back in her chair with her hands behind her head. "So, Arty,"
he cocked an eye-brow, "enjoying the ride?"
~*~*~
Luna lay staring at the ceiling, her braids spread out to cushion
Her head beneath her. As she waited for her mistress to awaken,
thoughts that were of really no sequential importance strolled through
her head. Sometimes they danced little pirouettes before they were
thrown off-stage by another. One that had been twirling around in her
brain for the longest time now, was the recount of that morning's events.
~"Hema-chan!" she called happily, running over to her friend from
the bed. "Did you enjoy it? He's cute, isn't he." At her friend's
small smile, Luna nudged her a little bit. "I KNEW you'd have a good
time with that one. Did you leave him alive for later?" she asked.
"Hai, I did," Hematite replied matter-of-factly, and shifted into
a pair of black pajamas. Even this act made Luna's dark heart jump a
little with glee. Her mistress used to LOVE wearing little nighties
or teddies to bed, but recently had ceased doing that, as it had been
almost part of her happier-self. This was then a sign that that same
old flame of mischief was being re-kindled, and Luna couldn't take
enough joy from that.
But, it wasn't EXACTLY as it used to be. If it were, Hematite
would have pulled her over to the bed and spent the entire morning
letting Luna in on every detail. Instead, she breezed past her pet
and flopped into bed. "He-"
"I don't feel like talking about it right now Luna, I'm sleepy."
Turning over, she pulled the large black comfortor over her tiny frame
and said in a muffled voice, "Good-night." ~
She had bitten back her dissapointment and anger until a good
Youma was found. That had had the snot kicked out of it, successfully
aiding the frustrated cat in venting her emotions. She was completely
devoted to the her mistress, but sometimes…sometimes she could be just
so IRRITATING!!
~*~*~
Minako twirled her straw around in her fountain glass, using
The now mixture of a Lime Soda and water from melted ice as a source
Of entertainment. 'Lookit dat...a whirl-pool...'
The meeting had come to a lull. Okay, a pit. There were lulls,
and there were PITS in the conversation. This was one dilly of a pit.
after the girls had squeezed as much of what had happened with their
former feline compatriot from Minako and Artemis, and gossipped for
about another hour and a-half. Then…well nobody brought up anything
more to discuss. They ALL knew what had to be adressed, but all were
too relunctant to stratch at the wounds.
Taking a deep breath, Minako decided that she would have to be
The one. "So, we now know that LUNA knows where Mamoru is staying.
And she, of course, will have told Hematite. That means then that we
are going to have to be EXTRA careful Senshi."
At first, Artemis hadn't been able to remember what it was that
Luna had come for him for. Thanks to a thing much like shock, he'd
forgotten all about it until it was brought up again. Almost in a
panic, the girls had called Mamoru on the communicator, each relieved
when he picked up, appearing RESTED even.
Apparently he'd had no visits, there was nothing to report, and
therefore nothing to worry about. The Senshi still had the communicator
at his apartement, so none of them were over-anxious about the little
leak in information.
Mamoru had been also COMPLETELY adament in staying
at his own home, refusing the offers that each one of them made for
a new place of residence. So basically, they weren't over-anxious,
because they couldn't be.
Makoto suddenly snapped her fingers. "I know! We should
stake-out his apartement! We can take shifts, watching him at night-
time, and making sure that nothing—"
"I heard that and NO!!"
Rei rolled her eyes. "Why are you STILL listening in on the
conversation, Mamoru-san?"
"Un! That's taking advantage of the 24 hour line!" Minako
added with earnest.
Mamoru pulled a dark bang out his eyes and said, "Minna,
when the line is open all the time, that means that if YOU can
hear ME, I can hear YOU. I'm sitting in the living room, and
everything you say comes over loud and clear."
Artemis chuckled, shaking his head. Minako shot him a
look. "You be quiet."
"And what I said, GOES," Mamoru continued. "If I catch
any one of you creeping around my apartement, you'll be picking
thorns out of fukus for a week."
Minako scrunched up her nose. "Eeeew Mamoru-san! That's
just being vulgar."
He coughed. "Well…you get what I mean."
"Yeah yeah, but I still don't like you being alone all the
time then," Makoto grumbled.
"Minna, he is getting better, and he IS…" Ami gestured,
"Y'know...able to take care of himself."
"I agree with Ami," Artemis added, leaning on his elbows.
"Mamoru-kun IS in a heightened amount of danger, I won't deny
that, but he is also a proven fighter, and could handle any
situation until we were able to arrive at least."
"You see, you shouldn't worry about it any more. When it
happens, no, IF it happens, all of the Senshi will know about it."
"Even though you COULD handle it yourself, ne Mamoru-san?"
Rei asked teasingly.
He gave her a dark look. "Of course, flame-thrower."
"Then what more can we do, other than wait?" Minako asked.
Again, Makoto leaned back. "Nothing love-child. We relax."
She snapped her fingers. "Motoki my man? Bring me another beer."
At Artemis' sharp look, she added, "ROOT beer. Yeeesh."
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WANNA say 'dun dun DUN!' but can't. Don't work. *Sigh*
Well.....*twiddles fingers* This chapter came out kinda funky.
I mean, I really like some of it, and some of it.....I don't...know.
It's crazy. Do you think I used the word "look" too many times?
I kinda wondered if I did. *sigh again* Still new at this minna.
Didn't use nothin' new in ways of JP words, so again, if you're
confoosed, go back to some of the earlier chapters where I wasn't
so darn lazy and wrote out all the long big lists! *^-^*
Oh no...wait...there are a couple I'll mention. *sigh*
Iie desu = It's ok/ It's alright/No problem
Oi = Hey (i.e. Oi Mamoru! - Hey Mamoru!)
And 'member! Feed-back! LOTS 'O' FEED-BACK!!!
Arigato gozaimasu!
Suki da yo!
Ja ne,
Wyvern