Okay, I started writing on this in my French II class, while we were watching the French version of "The Goonies

Okay, I started writing on this in my French II class, while we were watching the French version of "The Goonies." Since I've never seen the English version I had no clue what was going on… so I started writing instead. I intended to work on "Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids", but I didn't have my lyric booklet with me and "Desire in Violent Overture" happens to be the one song I /don't/ have memorised…. so this happened instead. I don't normally like focusing on Mamoru, but he was really the only candidate.

Oh and by the way, this /is not/ a songfic. I just thought that this title fit well.

CRY FOR THE DREAM

Mamoru wept silently, anguish in his soul. This dream… The recurring dream that broke his heart and ripped his soul each night. He wept, and knew that in the morning he would show no sign of the night spent in agony. He would not let Usagi know. He would not fight his destiny. But sometimes… in the black of deepest night….

"Mamo-chan!" Usagi latched herself onto him happily. He smiled at her, a sad smile that he quickly forced into something brighter. Usagi was babbling. He hastily tried to focus on what she was saying. The dream kept intruding on his consciousness, but he squashed those thoughts flat. He couldn't give the slightest sign that something might be wrong. He couldn't hurt Usagi…

As she dragged him down the street, he was too busy trying not to be pulled off his feet to notice the person coming towards them. They bumped shoulders. Mamoru felt a shock at the contact. He half-turned to apologize – as his heart broke. The face -- /that/ face –

He gasped for breath. Usagi turned to him.

"Mamo-chan? What's wrong? What's—" Her voice faded into silence as he fell. Then just before he hit the ground—

Arms. Encircling him. That touch…so familiar. That touch… he needed that touch, ached for it. A yearning so profound…

It was gone. Mamoru opened his eyes, and stared into Usagi's face. Worried blue eyes peered into his own. Blue eyes… clear, bright blue, not the violet he half-expected. Half of him was relieved – and half felt a crushing disappointment.

"Mamo-chan? Are you okay?"

"I'm..fine.." he replied, sitting up. He looked about quickly, hoping to see the face of the one who caught him. He was disappointed. There were no beautiful violet eyes to be seen. Maybe it was all a figment of his sleep-deprived imagination. He was manifesting the dream into real life. The rational side of him nodded in satisfaction. Yes, that was what had happened. It was simply a trick of his mind. He'd be best off if he forgot about the dreams and concntrated on keeping Usagi happy. Forget some violet-eyed stranger who didn't even exist…

The other half of him, however, wished. Wished that it could be more than just a dream… that it could be stronger than destiny.

**

"Does Mamoru seem a bit…distant…to you?" Makoto lounged back in her chair, feet propped up on the low table before her, as she watched Usagi and Mamoru walk off.

"Now that you mention it…" Minako stared after the retreating couple herself.

Makoto glanced over at Rei, who was also staring after Usagi and Mamoru with an intense look on her face.

"You sense something, Rei?"

"Mamoru…he seems like he's under terrible strain. I don't know what could be causing it… We haven't had any new enemies for a while, and there don't seem to be any on the verge of popping out of the horizon…."

"Maybe he's been having bad dreams." shrugged Minako.

"Yes, it could be post-exam nightmares." added in Ami. "Just the other night I woke up in a panic, looking for my physics notes, before I remembered that I already took that exam."

The others looked at her.

"What?"

"That could be it…"

"Or it could be something a bit more serious." Setsuna walked in.

"Hey, Setsuna. What are you talking about?" Minako looked over at her.

"Ami, could you boot up your computer?" Setsuna ignored her.

"Sure." Ami replied, startled. She opened up her Mercury computer and started typing. Setsuna hovered over her shoulder, instructing her on where to go.

"This." Setsuna pointed. "There are two major sources of energy coalating at two different locations in Tokyo. One is directly under City Hall, the other on the grounds of the Imonoyama estate."

"What does this mean?!" cried Ami.

"Another enemy?" gasped Minako.

"How is it I haven't felt anything…!" said Rei.

"I do not know." answered Setsuna. "However…I think it imperative that we investigate."

The four Guardian Senshi nodded.

**

The dream again. Those beautiful, intense, burning violet eyes. No words, as there had been in the dreams his future self had sent him. No words, as there had been in the very first dreams… the ones of Princess Serenity. This dream was different. No words, just feeling. Passion and desire… then an anguish that went beyond all he had suffered in his lifetime. A sorrow so deep it made him cry out, even in sleep.

He awoke with tears on his face and a rent in his heart.

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``Lithium``