A Day for Tears

A Day for Tears

By: Gabriella


Sailor Moon Fan Fic
Fiction Romance/Angst...PG (just to safe)
Characters: Usagi, Mamoru, Rei, Mina
Summary: The day of Mamo-chan's funeral has Usagi leaving Tokyo with Usagi angry with Rei for being the cause of Mamo's death. Prologue/Part one to longer story line?
Disclaimer: I do not own Usagi, Mamo, Rei, Mina, Chibi, or the picture at the bottom.
A/N: This is my first real, honest to goodness Fan Fic (I don't count Mon Dieu because it "happens" in PIM) so any reviews would be nice. Even flames. But don't be too harsh. ^__^ on with the story! Big Mamo/Usagi Fluff.

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Usagi looked at the crowd, which gathered around Mamo-chan's gravesite. Cold tears slid down her cheeks, mingling with the rain from the shower that appropriately appeared as they lower Mamoru's coffin. Oh my Mamo-chan! How could this happen?! Mamoru, it was suppose to be you and me ruling Crystal Tokyo! Oh gods, I'm a widow before I marry! Usagi looked across the coffin to where the rest of the Inner Senshi stood. Rei's cold face boiled Usagi's blood despite her tears. It was Rei's fault they were here today. If Rei gave a damn about Crystal Tokyo or the Senshi, she wouldn't had attack the monster with Mamo so close!
"Usagi...Usagi...are you alright?" Minako looked at Usagi with anxiety. Since Mamoru's death five days ago, Usagi hadn't said or eaten anything. Pale circles had formed under her friends once crystal blue eyes. The soon to be Neo-queen Serenity's eyes that once held mischief and happiness where now dull and lifeless.
"What? Yes Mina-chan I will be." The miserable blonde turned away from Minako and the other senshi that had moved next to them. Silently, they all stood at the grave for minutes, lost in personal thoughts.


~Minako~
Mamoru... I can't believe you're actually gone. How can Crystal Tokyo and Chibi be if you're dead? Poor Usagi! She must be heart-broken... She'll miss you so much. Wait for her Mamo. Wait for Usagi.
~Rei~
I'm sorry Mamo-chan. I'm so sorry. I should have been watching what I was doing. Usagi has every right to blame me. I miss you already. I can't bear to call Usagi Meatball head because she'll think of you and what I did.
~Usagi~

Mamo! Mamo Mamo Mamo Mamo! You can't be gone! How can I live without you rescuing me in the last minute or calling me Meatball Head? Oh Mamo I love you so much. I don't want to live with out you ever!


Each of the Senshi slipped away quietly, almost anxious to get away from the sullen mood and rain. Usagi stood stapled to the ground afront of Mamo's gave, her black dress sticking to her body like a new layer of skin. Reading the gravestone another time, new tears fell from her eyes. Falling forward, she collapsed on top of the grave, her upper body clinging to the engraved stone, her body trembling from cold and sobs. The clearing was deserted, any mourners driven away by the rain.
"Usagi"
Startled by the soft voice, Usagi lifted her head to look at Rei. Angrily, her crystal eyes harden into twin diamonds. Getting up, Usagi straightened the hem of her mud-soaked dress.
"What do you want now Rei?"
"Usagi…I'm sorry, I truly am! Mamoru was like a brother to me. I'm sorry. I know it's not enough and it will never be enough but please forgive me." The normally angry raven-haired beauty gazed at her once best friend remorsefully, her eyes pleading for forgiveness. Rain drops had also soaked Rei's funeral garb, clothes that were nothing like her temple clothes nor her school uniform.
"It doesn't bring Mamoru back does it now?" Usagi's cold tone surprised Rei. Normally Usagi would forgive her. But then, it's not normally I kill her soul mate, she thought ruefully.
"Usagi, please don't hold this grudge! It wont help anyone but those that want the Senshi spilt up!"
Straightening her posture, Usagi looked at Rei again, her expression off from her, quote unquote, normal angry expression. It was her eyes that Rei noticed first. Even when she was angry, the lighter-than-sky blue eyes held a mischievous glimmer. Now, they had a mad, even extreme glare. Usagi's smooth smile had a sneer in the left corner. As Usagi spoke, her voice cracked on the edge of tears….or insanity. "You know what? I'm going to tell you a story. It's a about this girl. She was destined to the queen of a place called Crystal Tokyo. She and four of her friends had to fight the Negaverse first though. They were called the Sailor Scouts. This little girl was called Sailor Moon and her friends were Sailor Mercury, Venus, Jupiter and Mars. The girls had an ally named Tuxedo Kamen. Sailor Moon fell madly in love with Tuxedo and he likewise. It turns out Tuxedo Kamen was to be Sailor Moons husband in Crystal Tokyo. Well they happily battled the Negaverse, until one day. Tuxedo and the girls were fighting a monster when Mars used her strongest attack on the monster just as Tuxedo attacked him. Tuxedo was dead by Mars's hand. Mars quickly disappeared after the battle then appears at his funeral and asks for, and you won't believe this, forgiveness from Sailor Moon! Now Sailor Moon has a choice. She can forgive her best friend for killing her soul mate on the day he proposed to her or she can turn away and never see her friend again. What do you think she would do?"
Silent for a moment, Rei closed her eyes, shocked to learn why both Mamoru and Usagi had been so happy. They were officially engaged. Fresh tears traveled down marked streams. Today was a day of tears. "Usagi...please. It's all I can ask from you. I don't know what I was thinking that day. I love both you and Mamoru. Don't leave the Scouts. Chibi needs you. I need you."
"Rei, don't you get it? I hate you! If you were to die today I would dance! I hope I never have to see your face again! And i'll leave you, the scouts AND Tokyo!" Usagi turned around and gave once last look at her beloved's grave. The site was already engraved into her mind as the place she and Mamoru had first made love. It seemed so long ago to her now. Another life almost. Glaring at Rei as she went past her once friend, Usagi walked away from the forest clearing, to an awaiting taxi.