Makoto's P.o.V.
Darkness was all around me. Where am I? I part my lips, "Mamo-
chan?" silence answered me. I tried to open my eyes. They're already
open. I reached my hands out to see if I could find out if I was still
in my room. I felt nothing. My heart started to beat wildly. Where am
I? "Somebody help me!" I yelled at the top of my voice.
"Ugh... Makoto-san?"
"Who are you?"
"Ami."
"Mizuno Ami? What are you doing here? What am I doing here?"
"Where are we?"
"Rei-chan?" asked Ami.
"Yeah. Why can't I see?"
"Because it's dark in here," a sarcastic voice deadpanned. I knew
that voice. Ten'ou Haruka.
"Where are we Ten'ou-san?" I hissed. Light flooded wherever we
were. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I looked around the room.
We were in this old palace sitting at a long table. It was old and made
of crystal. I noticed Mizuno Ami, Hino Rei, Aino Minako, and Mamo-chan.
He was directly across from me. I smiled at him. He noticed and smiled
back at me. I continued to scan the room. I noticed four women standing
at the door. Each wearing scantily clad clothing. They looked familiar.
"What are we doing here?" Mamoru asked warily.
"You are hear to remember the past," the one with the big key
answered.
"Past?" Rei asked. The one with a key raised her key. It glowed.
Memories bombarded us. Memories of the Silver Millennium, Beryl and all
our foes. Memories of Princess Serenity and Usagi and...Endymion. My
Mamo-chan and her. The memories eventually stopped. I turned toward the
head of the table and noticed Princess Serenity standing slightly ahead
of the Outer Senshi. Mamoru in his Endymion form rushed to her and
embraced her. They were kissing. My Mamo-chan was kissing another
woman. The woman he was destined to be with. I looked down at the
table. Tears started to gather. No, I would not cry. I could feel
someone staring at me. Sailor Pluto was staring at me with a look that
said " I'm sorry, but I had to." "No you didn't," I mouthed to her.
She turned her head away. They were still kissing. Pluto raised her
key. Everything went black.
I shot out of bed. Maybe it was some bad made up dream. I had
just made it up. That's it.
"Karei?" Mamoru stared at me apologetically. Then I knew. It
really had happened. He and Usagi were back together. I got up from my
bed, went to my closet, and grabbed my suitcase. I threw it on the bed.
"What are you doing?" he asked. It sounded like he actually
cared. I turned my back to him and started to pack my clothes.
"I'll have everything out by Tuesday," it was Sunday.
"No!" he practically shouted. I whirled to look at him. His eyes
were filled with despair.
Mamoru's P.o.V.
Her eyes clouded with confusion, "I mean. I don't know what I
mean, but don't go Karei. I still do love you," I remember the first
time I told her that. It was a month ago. I'd never loved anyone, or at
least didn't remember loving anyone. She moved in because her uncle who
had been supporting her died and his son refused to support her, so I,
being her acquaintance, decided to let her stay with me until she could
get enough money for an apartment. Strictly friendly help. But when she
moved in a year and a month ago everything changed. Barriers that I had
built for 22 years came tumbling down. She was different from other
girls. She dived into her food instead of picking at it, she loved
sports and fighting, she was rough and tough but gentle at the same
time, she was strong yet fragile, she was beautiful yet not conceited,
she was...perfect. A month later we were going out. Our relationship was
blissful. We had our fights but they lasted longer than a day because
we had made a vow never to go to bed angry. Last month I realized I
loved her. I told her that. She was beyond delighted, she told me she
loved me too. We were inseparable. I was planning to ask her to marry
me on her 18th birthday, which was a week away.
"Huh?" she snapped me out of my trance.
"Please don't leave me. I still love you," I said desperately.
"Did you still love me when you had your tongue rammed down her
throat," I flinched.
"I don't know what I was thinking. It was the spur of the moment.
I was overwhelmed by memories."
"Do you love me or her?" she whispered. Did I love Serenity? I
love her, yes, but I love Makoto too, "I thought so."
She starts packing again, "I love you Makoto, but I think I still
love Serenity."
"No you can only love one person," I knew what she meant. If you
were really in love with someone then you couldn't be in love with
anybody else. I couldn't find anything to say. She continued to pack. I
watched her desperately.
"Where are you going to go?" maybe I had her there.
"Rei's house," I flinched remembering that they were friends once
more. She grabbed her now full suitcase and stalked to the door. She
opened the door and turned to look at me.
"Please..." was all I could say. Her eyes regarded me sadly. Then
she turned and walked out of my apartment and out of my life. She
stepped into the elevator. A sole tear escaped my eye.
Makoto's P.o.V.
Tears threatened to fall. No, I would not cry. Especially because
I didn't want Rei to pity me. I sighed Rei's house was 10 miles from
our-his- apartment. And I had to lug this heavy suitcase, it was 4 a.m.
and, I had no money. Great. I should have grabbed money or at least my
convertible. I knew why I hadn't brought money or my convertible,
because he gave them to me. I walked for 20 minutes when a yellow
convertible with it top up slowed next to me. Oh great, just what I
needed some horny guy trying to make a move on me. I continue and
ignored the car. It slowed to a crawl next and the window came down. It
was Michiru. What the-
"Hi, Mako-chan, hop on in and we'll give you a ride," I was
tempted to say shove it, but had barely walked a mile and was starting
to get tired. I threw my suitcase in the trunk and sat in the back next
to, surprise, Setsuna and behind Haruka. Setsuna didn't look at me.
Well at least she had a conscience. We drove in silence for a while
then it hit me. It was 4:30.
"What are you guys doing at 4:30 in the morning?"
"Taking a drive," answered Haruka.
"At 4:30 in the morning," I snorted.
"It's not half as weird as walking with a suitcase at 4:30 in the
morning and still wearing your PJs," Setsuna answered still not looking
at me. I looked down realizing I hadn't changed out of my pajamas.
Haruka snorted and Michiru smiled. I turned and looked out the window
cheeks flaming. We drove some more until Michiru broke the silence,
"They belong together," I should have known, "and they will be
together.
"Is that a threat?" I asked.
"No just a fact," Haruka assured.
"What makes you so sure?"
"They belong together. They are going to rule Crystal Tokyo
together. Have Chibi-Usa. They are meant for each other," I didn't want
to hear this.
"Let me out."
"Mako-chan, try to be reasonable-"
"Let me out," I said more forcefully
"Mako-chan-" Haruka began. I leaned forward and pulled her seat
belt, from the bottom, towards me. It strangled her. She let go of the
wheel and put her hands to her throat trying to pull off the seatbelt.
The car swerved and we were now in the wrong lane with a giant truck
coming at us to fast to stop. I still held onto Haruka's seatbelt.
Michiru screamed, grabbed the wheel, and swerved. We did a 360 onto the
grass and stopped. I let go of Haruka's seatbelt. She leaned forward
gasping for air. Michiru stared ahead in shock. Setsuna smiled as if
amused. Two lesbians and a crazy woman, man, I feel sorry for Hotaru-
chan. I opened my door and jumped out. I kicked the trunk hard and it
opened. I grabbed my suitcase and walked away.
"Makoto!" Setsuna screamed. Give up would you, "You're going in
the wrong direction. Rei's house is in this direction," I stopped. Crap
she was right. I turned around and walked quickly pass them. Haruka was
in shock at the fact that I would do attempt to kill them and Michiru
was trying to not throw up. I smiled. Wait a second how did she know I
was going to Rei's- she's the Guardian of Time. Oh yea. A just got
beyond their car when a motorcycle pulled up. It didn't take me a
second to figure out it was Mamoru. He must have followed me. He
hastily took off his helmet. He gave me a concerned look. I glared at
him. He adverted his eyes to the Outers' car.
"They wouldn't pull over, so I made them," I offered. He smiled.
"Let me give you a ride to Rei's temple."
"You're the last person I want a ride with," he looked at the
Outers who were quarreling, "okay 2nd to last," I turned and started
walking. I walked for five minutes when I heard a motorcycle come
behind me. I barely turned around before I was scooped up and put in
the sidebar. Well, looks like I don't have a choice now. He drove me
the last five miles of the trip.
He dropped me off in front of Rei's. He turned and left. I
watched him leave sadly. This relationship was supposed to work. It
wasn't fair. I walked up the stairs of the temple clutching my
suitcase. I knocked loudly at the door. Rei answered quickly for it
being 4:45. She looked at me with surprise, but then realization showed
in her eyes. She quickly ushered me in and into a spare room. I put my
suitcase in the corner and sat down on the bed. She sat down not to far
from me. Then I remembered, this had happened to her. Mamoru left her
for Usagi.
"Were you mad at Usagi when..." I let the sentence trail off
because I realized how selfish it was. She smiled reassuringly.
"At first, probably, yes. I wasn't in love with Mamoru-san but I
did have strong feelings for him. But after a while I realized they
were meant to be, and it didn't hurt anymore," he was going to leave
me. That's what everyone thought and now I wasn't able to deny it. They
were meant for each other destined to be. They were going to have a
child, be the King and Queen of Crystal Tokyo. For the first time tears
that were threatening to fall fell. I cried silently, no sob or scream
just tears streaming down my face. Rei gathered me in her arms. I had
just lost my world.
Usagi's P.o.V.
I walked into the arcade. I had been back three days. There she
is. I needed to talk to her. I started toward her. She looked up and
noticed me. Her eyes seemed to talk to me. They said "not yet. I'm not
ready to pretend you stealing the person I love is okay with me." I
nodded and walked past her. As I walk past her she gave me a ghostly
smile. I wish she would let me talk with her, I have something
important to say.
Makoto's P.o.V.
I tried to summon the old feelings again. The feeling of
adoration for her. The feeling of wanting to name my first daughter
after her. The feeling of love for this woman. I could find none. This
woman had taken everything from me. She had given me the world when she
first talked to me that day and she had taken something even more
precious than her friendship, my love. If he loves her then he can't
love you. That hurt, that hurt a lot. I didn't hate her, but she wasn't
my precious princess anymore.
Mamoru's P.o.V.
Seven long days. I had been thinking for seven days. I couldn't
figure out which one I loved or loved more. I had even done pros and
cons. Every con turned out to be a pro also. Like Karei's temper: bad
because it was explosive, but she was even more beautiful when she was
pissed. And Usako's clumsiness: bad because it could get annoying, good
because it was kinda cute. I sighed and looked around my apartment. It
was lonely with Karei. I stared at the apartment. Neat as ever. I was
a neat freak. So was Karei. One of or major fights was how the cabinets
should be organized. I wanted sweet spices in one and meat spices in
another, she wanted alphabetically. Eventually we compromised to sweet
in one and meat in the other alphabetically arranged. If Usako and I
married I would worry about just keeping the place clean. I remembered
another fight me and Karei had had. She had gotten in trouble for
fighting. I being the "guardian" had to come in and listen to the boy's
parents go and on about how she man handled their son. They had wanted
to sue but I was able to convince them otherwise. We had argued until 5
in the morning about how irresponsible and careless she was being. If I
were with Usako I wouldn't have to worry about that... I had made my
decision. I ran to my phone and dialed Ami's number.
"Ami, call everyone together for a meeting at the temple in a
half an hour," I hung up before she could argue. I jumped into my
shower. I knew whom I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
She entered the temple without the littlest emotion. Prideful
woman. I watched Makoto sit down at the table. I glanced at all of
them. Ami, Rei, and Minako looked like they were ready to burst. Haruka
and Michiru looked slightly interested. Only Makoto, Usako, and Setsuna
sat with indifference.
"I've chosen."
Makoto's P.o.V.
So this was the end of the rest of my life. He would choose her.
And I would pretend to be happy for them. After that I would go back to
my room in the temple and commit suicide. Plain and simple. He turned
to look at her. Well force that smile, Makoto.
"Usako...you're caring, loving, adorable, honest, clumsy, a lot of
fun and kind. Any guy would be lucky to have you," well here it comes,
"you're a perfect love, but not for me," force a smile Makoto, look
hap- wait, did he just say "not for me"? He turned to me, "Kino Makoto
I am in love with you, you are perfect for me in every way, and I pray
that you will forgive me."
Did he just say he loved me? He had picked me? He stepped closer
to me and pulled me into a standing position. He got down on one knee
and pulled out a gorgeous emerald and diamond ring. Oh, Kami-sama,
"Kino Makoto will you marry me?"
I stood there in shock, "don't sot there in shock say 'yes'"
Usagi ordered. I looked at her confused, "I was trying to tell
everyone, but no one would listen. I don't love Mamoru," we all stared
at her in shock. Even Setsuna was shocked, "I love him," a tall man
that looked just like Setsuna stepped out of the shadows. He smiled at
Setsuna,
"Hello, baby sis."
"Hello, Seijitsu. How did you two meet?"
"We spent the last year together in Hawaii and fell in love."
"You were in Hawaii this whole time?"
"Yea," Usagi said guiltily.
"Wait a second. We could have avoided this whole week?" I asked.
She nodded,
"I was trying to tell you but you wouldn't talk to me."
"Uh, not to be rude but I can't stay in this position forever," I
looked down at Mamoru. And blushed I had forgotten about him,
"Yes Chiba Mamoru, I will marry you."