Hello, Mizu here, again! This is one of those
single fanfics, however, I may turn it into a
series/epic or something of a sort, depending on
the feedback (if any…) I receive. Bear in mind,
this is a Usagi/Mamoru fanfic and they don't
know each other's *true* identities yet.
However, Mamoru knows that he is Tuxedo Kamen
and Usagi, Sailor Moon (including all the inner
scouts…) Anyway, just a note:
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to the talented
Naoko Takeuchi. I don't own it.
Comments/Flames accepted. If it is a flame,
please tell me where I went wrong so I can
correct it next time, if I can…
tokiya_ensui@yahoo.com
Fate's Will:
Night came upon Tokyo that day rather
quickly, or at least it did, in the opinion of
Chiba Mamoru. He had been pounding on the
computer for the last seven hours, without
pausing for a break. His eyes were sore from
staring at the blaring light from the computer
monitor and his fingers were raw from typing.
Equations and logic problems had been drifting
in and out of his head, each solution taking him
one step closer in completing his project.
Upon arriving home to his sterile
apartment, he took his routine meal of Ramen
noodles and immediately *plopped* into bed—in
the literal sense. He erased all thoughts of
logic questions from his mind and drifted slowly
into a peaceful sleep.
Although, there was one, single recurring
dream that kept visiting him every night. It
wasn't so much that he hated it, it was just
that the dream was a complete mystery that he
could never hope to uncover.
"My Prince…" A longing, nostalgic voice
cried into the shadows. Mamoru was yet again,
dressed in his Tuxedo Kamen suit. Stormy
sapphire eyes stared at a woman who stood high
above in a balcony. Ornate runes decorated the
building before him and the entire place itself
seemed to emit a natural, silver glow.
"Tell me your name!" Tuxedo Kamen yelled
into the fog. "Tell me who you are!"
"My Prince, you must free me! You must
free me!" Begged the chiming voice. Her hands
were clasped in front of her gown tightly as she
called to her prince to rescue her.
"Tell me who you are!" Tuxedo Kamen
yelled yet again, reaching a white-gloved hand
toward the woman. The woman began to fade. He
was quickly growing further and further away
from this woman. Suddenly, the mists began to
shroud about him as it grew thicker and thicker.
Her form was being engulfed by the mists as
Tuxedo Kamen reached for her again with his
hand.
"Save me…"
***
Mamoru woke up with a start, body soaked
in sweat. His hands clung to the linen bed
sheets, his knuckles were an icy white. His
breathing was haggard and his eyes were wide.
Taking a few more extra gulps of air, he calmed
down. Turning to his open window, the moon
caught his stormy blue eyes.
***
Tsukino Usagi hung her head in
disappointment. She really did study—or at
least, she tried to. Actually, come to think of
it, Ami tried to make her study harder.
Although, the fruits of Ami's labor only
produced Usagi with another failing test paper.
She stared at the test paper…
In giant, red block letters that Haruna-
sensei was so accustomed to, 30 was written on
the page. 'It seems so…*bright*' Usagi thought,
squinting at the horrible marking. Quickly, she
crinkled up the sheet and threw it into the
garbage basket as she passed by the bus stop.
Sighing, she left for the Hikawa Shrine.
***
"Usagi, late, AGAIN!" Cried the obviously
fuming Rei. Her face was a bright, cherry-
tomato red, framed with the usual raven-black
hair. Usagi smiled impishly.
"You sound like Haruna-sensei, Rei." Rei
frowned. She didn't expect *that* comment.
Nevertheless, he voice rose higher in a
crescendo.
"I SOUND LIKE WHO?!"
Usagi began to laugh nervously, her hand
scratching the back of her head.
Ami had the sense to stop the insanity
before it went any further. However, her words
were only effective with Makoto standing behind
her. Meekly, Rei and Usagi stopped their
childish bickering and sat down on the floor by
the table.
"Lately, a few odd things have occurred…"
Ami began with her natural tone of
professionalism.
"Such as?" Inquired the curious Minako.
Artemis and Luna purred happily as Minako
absentmindedly scratched his ears with one had
and Luna the other.
"Well, I can't classify them as dark
kingdom attacks, but…" Ami began to type
vigorously on her compact, blue computer.
"Well, their readings are not quite evil,
but they not good either. I know that it could
be anyone. However, there are certain
characteristics about them that we should be on
the alert for," continued Makoto.
"For one, they're not human," Ami began
matter-of-factly. "Number two, wherever they
go, a small draining of energy goes with them—"
"Then they're evil! We'll just bash their
heads and dust them!" Usagi interrupted
triumphantly, raising her arm mid-air.
Although, her victory was temporarily countered
by Rei.
"No, Odango Atama! Let Ami-chan finish
first!" Rei said sharply, as if disciplining a
little child. She was rewarded with a glare
from Usagi.
"Anyway," Ami said, ignoring the ongoing
conflict between the two. "Since they don't
have any dark energy signatures, we can't be
sure… For all we know, it can be just a
coincidence. There isn't very strong evidence
to uphold the theory that they are evil and that
they are causing these small energy drainings."
She turned back at the arguing pair and
sweatdropped. The two of them had reverted to
sticking their tongues at each other.
Minako, who just had a moment of
inspiration, suddenly rose up, hurling two very
surprised furballs into the air. Both hit the
ground with a loud *thud*. "Any evil, we will
triumph! Right scouts?" Minako said brightly
and enthusiastically. "Now, who's in for some
ice cream?"
"Some things will never change, ne?"
Makoto asked, putting a hand on Ami's shoulder
and sweatdropping also. They inched toward the
temple doorway, trying to get away from the
gigantic cloud of Usagi and Rei fighting and the
sparkly-eyed Minako.
***
Usagi walked around the corner, thinking
about the fight that Rei and she just had.
Turning around a corner, she collided into
something—or rather, someone…
*THUD*
"Hey Odango Atama, watch where you're
going!" A very irate Mamoru said, rubbing his
sore arm gingerly. He looked down into
sparkling blue eyes.
"Gee, why don't you watch where *YOU'RE*
going, Mamoru-san!" She couldn't help it. He
was being such a, such a…baka! Although, even
as a baka, she couldn't help but admire his
strong, muscular arms, his midnight black hair
which framed his handsome face and his deep,
stormy blue eyes…Wait a minute! What was she
doing? Shaking herself from her imagination,
she shrugged off all her thoughts and turned to
face Mamoru-san with hard, blue eyes.
"Are you actually that clumsy? Or are you
just faking it? I can't see anyone that can be
as clumsy as you…" Mamoru-san teased with a
smirk.
"Clumsy?!" Usagi's voice had raised a few
octaves. She raised a hand to slap him…however,
she had underestimated his reflexes and he
caught her hand within inches from his face.
"I don't know *WHY* you torment me! Don't
you have something better to do than to waste my
time, *Mamoru-san*?" She stressed his name out
in the most sarcastic tone that she could muster
in her rage.
"Ouch, Odango Atama. That was harsh.
But, I really do need to go." With that,
Mamoru-san left toward the opposite direction.
There was something about that girl that felt
familiar to him…
"He makes me sooo mad!" Usagi cried,
before stomping away. However, in her mind, she
thought wistfully, 'Oh Mamoru, when will you
ever change?'
***
Mamoru woke up with abruptly, hands
clenching the sheets again. He had had that
dream again, the dream where his 'princess'
begged him repeatedly to save her. Although, he
was helpless to save her and again, he watched
her disappear into the fog. He hated not being
able to save someone.
Feeling that he wouldn't be able to sleep
without having the dream again. He pulled on a
shirt and changed into a serviceable pair of
pants. Grabbing his keys, he left his
apartment.
It was still night. He guessed it would
be late evening or so. After walking for
fifteen minutes or so, he reached the park.
There, he spotted a lone figure sitting in the
park bench—a place where he would occasionally
come and just stare at the lake. He approached
the figure.
"May I sit down here?" He asked gently.
The figure turned, revealing a very beautiful
face framed with golden blond hair and complete
with a pair of chocolate brown eyes. She nodded
at him, after staring at him for long moments.
Mamoru took his seat. For a few moments,
both of them simply stared out into the lake.
There seemed to be twin moons, one up in the sky
and it's reflection in the lake. Although, both
looked almost the same. 'But the one on the
lake is closer…" Mamoru commented to himself.
The evening air was fragrant with spring blooms,
but, according to him, the most fragrant of
those blooms were his roses. The reflection on
the lake danced on the ripples.
"I'm Ryoko," She said softly, introducing
herself. She extended a hand at Mamoru.
"Chiba Mamoru," Mamoru replied, extending
his hand as well. "I've never seen you around
here before," Mamoru said casually, attempting
to make conversation. Ryoko smiled. It was a
beautiful smile.
"I just transferred to Takumashii
University. I've heard that they have great
courses there."
Ryoko had that wistful tone of voice that lulled
Mamoru into a sort of hypnotism.
"Wait, you're going to Takumashii? I go
there too!" Mamoru said friendly.
"You could show me around then…" Ryoko
responded cheerfully. Looking down at her
watch, she rose from her seat on the park bench.
"It's getting too late. I just came out here
for a break. I was actually in the middle of
some work."
Mamoru rose with her, offering his arm as
a gesture of friendship.
"Would you like me to walk you home? It's
late and it could be dangerous."
Ryoko smiled at him again, the same smile
that made her look so beautiful…
"That would be wonderful," Ryoko replied,
taking his arm. "…my prince."
At those last two words that she had
addressed him by, he froze.
"What's the matter?" Ryoko asked
concerned. "Is there something wrong?" Mamoru
stared at her again. He hadn't noticed how the
moonlight bathed her golden blond hair and how
her brown eyes looked so clear. A gentle breeze
brushed passed them as they left the park, arm
in arm.
On a rooftop somewhere, two violet eyes
stared at the pair that had just walked out of
the park. She glared at the two, shocked.
Although she was more shocked at the tall,
black-haired male.
She knew how Usagi truly felt about
Mamoru-san. She just hoped that this news
wouldn't leave her friend's heart in shattered
pieces when she told her.
***
Rei decided to inform Usagi when she came
to the shrine after school. She figured that if
she broke the news to her gently, it might buff
the shock waves a little. Also, she would be
there if Usagi needed a shoulder to cry on. She
remembered the times when Usagi would stomp into
the shrine immediately after bumping into Mamoru
and began to put him in the worst light
possible. However, at the end, her anger with
Mamoru would be forgotten and she would end up
talking about how handsome he was. The girl
absolutely would swoon over Mamoru. However,
Rei had to admit, Mamoru was quite handsome.
Rei had already deduced that Usagi was in love
with Mamoru. How was she going to tell her best
friend that the man she loved was interested in
another woman? She watched the clock go by on
the wall, waiting for the final bell to ring and
waiting to break her best friend's heart with
the news.
***
Usagi skipped cheerfully down the garden
paths. Passing by the rose gardens, she stopped
briefly to drink in the bright sunshine and
smell the roses. With one gentle finger, she
brushed a rose petal with a feather-light touch.
The groundskeeper was a good, kind gentleman and
cut a single rose for Usagi. Usagi smiled
brightly at the elderly man and skipped off,
happier than she was before.
She was on her way to Hikawa shrine. Rei
said she wanted to talk to her about something.
"I hope it isn't another fight," Usagi
murmured to herself. She continued skipping,
not allowing anything to disrupt her happy
thoughts.
Within moments, she had reached the Crown
arcade. She figured that she might as well grab
a quick chocolate milkshake before visiting Rei.
Motoki, who was at his usual post behind
the counter, caught a glimpse of Usagi and
waved.
"Hi Usagi! What will it be today?
Another Chocolate milkshake?"
"Motoki, you read my mind! One to go
though. Need to visit Rei before she scolds me
for being late, *again*." Usagi slumped into a
padded stool, while Motoki turned to prepare her
drink. She stared down at the spotless counter
that Motoki was just polishing prior to her
arrival.
Minutes later, the bell that was fixed on
the arcade door rang, it's chime resounding
through the loud room. Shaken from her trance,
Usagi looked automatically to the entrance of
the arcade.
Pushing the glass door open, Mamoru opened
the door for a young, but beautiful, lady. In
the most ladylike way possible, she walked into
the loud and boisterous room. Usagi stared as
Mamoru guided the woman into a cubicle.
'Maybe it's just a friend of his,' Usagi
thought, trying to be optimistic about the
situation. Although, Mamoru's next actions made
her dismiss her idea immediately.
The blond girl laughed musically. She was
older, more refined and more sophisticated.
'Mamoru's type…' Usagi thought. Mamoru leaned
forward in the cubicle as much as he could.
Slowly, the space between he and the mysterious
blond girl closed and their lips came in
contact. They stayed like that for many
moments.
A flood of emotions filled Usagi, however,
the most prominent was sadness. Leaving money
on the counter for the milkshake, she retreated
out the arcade door.
Mamoru peaked from the corner of his eye,
but all he saw was a flurry of blue, white and
gold.
***
Usagi ran quickly, past numerous shops and
parks. Reaching an alley, she ran within and
raised her hand into the air.
"Moon Crystal Power!" She cried as she
transformed into Sailor Moon. She felt that she
could cover more distance in her transformed
state. She could cover more distance away from
Mamoru and her past.
She leaped on buildings with agility.
Although, tears were still streaming down her
porcelain face. The tears distorted her vision,
but she didn't care. All she could think of was
that she never did have a chance with Mamoru.
She clenched her fist, forgetting that the
rose that she had received from the kind
groundskeeper was still in her grasp. The
thorns pricked her, but she didn't care. She
released the rose from her grasp and allowed it
to fall to the ground.
As she continued to run, velvety soft
petals drifted softly to the ground, unnoticed
by anyone.
***
How did you like it? Anyway, if you're angry
about the whole Mamoru and Ryoko thingy, calm
down, cause' I'll write something that'll meet
all you Mamoru-Usagi fan's expectations.
(Hahaha! It's either Mamoru-Usagi or no way at
all!)
*Scutter throws a tomato toward Mizu*
Mizu: Not again…*dodges tomato*
Scutter: hmm…must get more veggies…
Oh, the name Takumashii University? I made it
up. (That's for Sab!--nevermind…)
Anyway, read Scutter's fics, they're really
good! Sending comments or flames? Remember, if
it's flames, please tell me what I did wrong so
I can fix it next time, if I can.
tokiya_ensui@yahoo.com
single fanfics, however, I may turn it into a
series/epic or something of a sort, depending on
the feedback (if any…) I receive. Bear in mind,
this is a Usagi/Mamoru fanfic and they don't
know each other's *true* identities yet.
However, Mamoru knows that he is Tuxedo Kamen
and Usagi, Sailor Moon (including all the inner
scouts…) Anyway, just a note:
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to the talented
Naoko Takeuchi. I don't own it.
Comments/Flames accepted. If it is a flame,
please tell me where I went wrong so I can
correct it next time, if I can…
tokiya_ensui@yahoo.com
Fate's Will:
Night came upon Tokyo that day rather
quickly, or at least it did, in the opinion of
Chiba Mamoru. He had been pounding on the
computer for the last seven hours, without
pausing for a break. His eyes were sore from
staring at the blaring light from the computer
monitor and his fingers were raw from typing.
Equations and logic problems had been drifting
in and out of his head, each solution taking him
one step closer in completing his project.
Upon arriving home to his sterile
apartment, he took his routine meal of Ramen
noodles and immediately *plopped* into bed—in
the literal sense. He erased all thoughts of
logic questions from his mind and drifted slowly
into a peaceful sleep.
Although, there was one, single recurring
dream that kept visiting him every night. It
wasn't so much that he hated it, it was just
that the dream was a complete mystery that he
could never hope to uncover.
"My Prince…" A longing, nostalgic voice
cried into the shadows. Mamoru was yet again,
dressed in his Tuxedo Kamen suit. Stormy
sapphire eyes stared at a woman who stood high
above in a balcony. Ornate runes decorated the
building before him and the entire place itself
seemed to emit a natural, silver glow.
"Tell me your name!" Tuxedo Kamen yelled
into the fog. "Tell me who you are!"
"My Prince, you must free me! You must
free me!" Begged the chiming voice. Her hands
were clasped in front of her gown tightly as she
called to her prince to rescue her.
"Tell me who you are!" Tuxedo Kamen
yelled yet again, reaching a white-gloved hand
toward the woman. The woman began to fade. He
was quickly growing further and further away
from this woman. Suddenly, the mists began to
shroud about him as it grew thicker and thicker.
Her form was being engulfed by the mists as
Tuxedo Kamen reached for her again with his
hand.
"Save me…"
***
Mamoru woke up with a start, body soaked
in sweat. His hands clung to the linen bed
sheets, his knuckles were an icy white. His
breathing was haggard and his eyes were wide.
Taking a few more extra gulps of air, he calmed
down. Turning to his open window, the moon
caught his stormy blue eyes.
***
Tsukino Usagi hung her head in
disappointment. She really did study—or at
least, she tried to. Actually, come to think of
it, Ami tried to make her study harder.
Although, the fruits of Ami's labor only
produced Usagi with another failing test paper.
She stared at the test paper…
In giant, red block letters that Haruna-
sensei was so accustomed to, 30 was written on
the page. 'It seems so…*bright*' Usagi thought,
squinting at the horrible marking. Quickly, she
crinkled up the sheet and threw it into the
garbage basket as she passed by the bus stop.
Sighing, she left for the Hikawa Shrine.
***
"Usagi, late, AGAIN!" Cried the obviously
fuming Rei. Her face was a bright, cherry-
tomato red, framed with the usual raven-black
hair. Usagi smiled impishly.
"You sound like Haruna-sensei, Rei." Rei
frowned. She didn't expect *that* comment.
Nevertheless, he voice rose higher in a
crescendo.
"I SOUND LIKE WHO?!"
Usagi began to laugh nervously, her hand
scratching the back of her head.
Ami had the sense to stop the insanity
before it went any further. However, her words
were only effective with Makoto standing behind
her. Meekly, Rei and Usagi stopped their
childish bickering and sat down on the floor by
the table.
"Lately, a few odd things have occurred…"
Ami began with her natural tone of
professionalism.
"Such as?" Inquired the curious Minako.
Artemis and Luna purred happily as Minako
absentmindedly scratched his ears with one had
and Luna the other.
"Well, I can't classify them as dark
kingdom attacks, but…" Ami began to type
vigorously on her compact, blue computer.
"Well, their readings are not quite evil,
but they not good either. I know that it could
be anyone. However, there are certain
characteristics about them that we should be on
the alert for," continued Makoto.
"For one, they're not human," Ami began
matter-of-factly. "Number two, wherever they
go, a small draining of energy goes with them—"
"Then they're evil! We'll just bash their
heads and dust them!" Usagi interrupted
triumphantly, raising her arm mid-air.
Although, her victory was temporarily countered
by Rei.
"No, Odango Atama! Let Ami-chan finish
first!" Rei said sharply, as if disciplining a
little child. She was rewarded with a glare
from Usagi.
"Anyway," Ami said, ignoring the ongoing
conflict between the two. "Since they don't
have any dark energy signatures, we can't be
sure… For all we know, it can be just a
coincidence. There isn't very strong evidence
to uphold the theory that they are evil and that
they are causing these small energy drainings."
She turned back at the arguing pair and
sweatdropped. The two of them had reverted to
sticking their tongues at each other.
Minako, who just had a moment of
inspiration, suddenly rose up, hurling two very
surprised furballs into the air. Both hit the
ground with a loud *thud*. "Any evil, we will
triumph! Right scouts?" Minako said brightly
and enthusiastically. "Now, who's in for some
ice cream?"
"Some things will never change, ne?"
Makoto asked, putting a hand on Ami's shoulder
and sweatdropping also. They inched toward the
temple doorway, trying to get away from the
gigantic cloud of Usagi and Rei fighting and the
sparkly-eyed Minako.
***
Usagi walked around the corner, thinking
about the fight that Rei and she just had.
Turning around a corner, she collided into
something—or rather, someone…
*THUD*
"Hey Odango Atama, watch where you're
going!" A very irate Mamoru said, rubbing his
sore arm gingerly. He looked down into
sparkling blue eyes.
"Gee, why don't you watch where *YOU'RE*
going, Mamoru-san!" She couldn't help it. He
was being such a, such a…baka! Although, even
as a baka, she couldn't help but admire his
strong, muscular arms, his midnight black hair
which framed his handsome face and his deep,
stormy blue eyes…Wait a minute! What was she
doing? Shaking herself from her imagination,
she shrugged off all her thoughts and turned to
face Mamoru-san with hard, blue eyes.
"Are you actually that clumsy? Or are you
just faking it? I can't see anyone that can be
as clumsy as you…" Mamoru-san teased with a
smirk.
"Clumsy?!" Usagi's voice had raised a few
octaves. She raised a hand to slap him…however,
she had underestimated his reflexes and he
caught her hand within inches from his face.
"I don't know *WHY* you torment me! Don't
you have something better to do than to waste my
time, *Mamoru-san*?" She stressed his name out
in the most sarcastic tone that she could muster
in her rage.
"Ouch, Odango Atama. That was harsh.
But, I really do need to go." With that,
Mamoru-san left toward the opposite direction.
There was something about that girl that felt
familiar to him…
"He makes me sooo mad!" Usagi cried,
before stomping away. However, in her mind, she
thought wistfully, 'Oh Mamoru, when will you
ever change?'
***
Mamoru woke up with abruptly, hands
clenching the sheets again. He had had that
dream again, the dream where his 'princess'
begged him repeatedly to save her. Although, he
was helpless to save her and again, he watched
her disappear into the fog. He hated not being
able to save someone.
Feeling that he wouldn't be able to sleep
without having the dream again. He pulled on a
shirt and changed into a serviceable pair of
pants. Grabbing his keys, he left his
apartment.
It was still night. He guessed it would
be late evening or so. After walking for
fifteen minutes or so, he reached the park.
There, he spotted a lone figure sitting in the
park bench—a place where he would occasionally
come and just stare at the lake. He approached
the figure.
"May I sit down here?" He asked gently.
The figure turned, revealing a very beautiful
face framed with golden blond hair and complete
with a pair of chocolate brown eyes. She nodded
at him, after staring at him for long moments.
Mamoru took his seat. For a few moments,
both of them simply stared out into the lake.
There seemed to be twin moons, one up in the sky
and it's reflection in the lake. Although, both
looked almost the same. 'But the one on the
lake is closer…" Mamoru commented to himself.
The evening air was fragrant with spring blooms,
but, according to him, the most fragrant of
those blooms were his roses. The reflection on
the lake danced on the ripples.
"I'm Ryoko," She said softly, introducing
herself. She extended a hand at Mamoru.
"Chiba Mamoru," Mamoru replied, extending
his hand as well. "I've never seen you around
here before," Mamoru said casually, attempting
to make conversation. Ryoko smiled. It was a
beautiful smile.
"I just transferred to Takumashii
University. I've heard that they have great
courses there."
Ryoko had that wistful tone of voice that lulled
Mamoru into a sort of hypnotism.
"Wait, you're going to Takumashii? I go
there too!" Mamoru said friendly.
"You could show me around then…" Ryoko
responded cheerfully. Looking down at her
watch, she rose from her seat on the park bench.
"It's getting too late. I just came out here
for a break. I was actually in the middle of
some work."
Mamoru rose with her, offering his arm as
a gesture of friendship.
"Would you like me to walk you home? It's
late and it could be dangerous."
Ryoko smiled at him again, the same smile
that made her look so beautiful…
"That would be wonderful," Ryoko replied,
taking his arm. "…my prince."
At those last two words that she had
addressed him by, he froze.
"What's the matter?" Ryoko asked
concerned. "Is there something wrong?" Mamoru
stared at her again. He hadn't noticed how the
moonlight bathed her golden blond hair and how
her brown eyes looked so clear. A gentle breeze
brushed passed them as they left the park, arm
in arm.
On a rooftop somewhere, two violet eyes
stared at the pair that had just walked out of
the park. She glared at the two, shocked.
Although she was more shocked at the tall,
black-haired male.
She knew how Usagi truly felt about
Mamoru-san. She just hoped that this news
wouldn't leave her friend's heart in shattered
pieces when she told her.
***
Rei decided to inform Usagi when she came
to the shrine after school. She figured that if
she broke the news to her gently, it might buff
the shock waves a little. Also, she would be
there if Usagi needed a shoulder to cry on. She
remembered the times when Usagi would stomp into
the shrine immediately after bumping into Mamoru
and began to put him in the worst light
possible. However, at the end, her anger with
Mamoru would be forgotten and she would end up
talking about how handsome he was. The girl
absolutely would swoon over Mamoru. However,
Rei had to admit, Mamoru was quite handsome.
Rei had already deduced that Usagi was in love
with Mamoru. How was she going to tell her best
friend that the man she loved was interested in
another woman? She watched the clock go by on
the wall, waiting for the final bell to ring and
waiting to break her best friend's heart with
the news.
***
Usagi skipped cheerfully down the garden
paths. Passing by the rose gardens, she stopped
briefly to drink in the bright sunshine and
smell the roses. With one gentle finger, she
brushed a rose petal with a feather-light touch.
The groundskeeper was a good, kind gentleman and
cut a single rose for Usagi. Usagi smiled
brightly at the elderly man and skipped off,
happier than she was before.
She was on her way to Hikawa shrine. Rei
said she wanted to talk to her about something.
"I hope it isn't another fight," Usagi
murmured to herself. She continued skipping,
not allowing anything to disrupt her happy
thoughts.
Within moments, she had reached the Crown
arcade. She figured that she might as well grab
a quick chocolate milkshake before visiting Rei.
Motoki, who was at his usual post behind
the counter, caught a glimpse of Usagi and
waved.
"Hi Usagi! What will it be today?
Another Chocolate milkshake?"
"Motoki, you read my mind! One to go
though. Need to visit Rei before she scolds me
for being late, *again*." Usagi slumped into a
padded stool, while Motoki turned to prepare her
drink. She stared down at the spotless counter
that Motoki was just polishing prior to her
arrival.
Minutes later, the bell that was fixed on
the arcade door rang, it's chime resounding
through the loud room. Shaken from her trance,
Usagi looked automatically to the entrance of
the arcade.
Pushing the glass door open, Mamoru opened
the door for a young, but beautiful, lady. In
the most ladylike way possible, she walked into
the loud and boisterous room. Usagi stared as
Mamoru guided the woman into a cubicle.
'Maybe it's just a friend of his,' Usagi
thought, trying to be optimistic about the
situation. Although, Mamoru's next actions made
her dismiss her idea immediately.
The blond girl laughed musically. She was
older, more refined and more sophisticated.
'Mamoru's type…' Usagi thought. Mamoru leaned
forward in the cubicle as much as he could.
Slowly, the space between he and the mysterious
blond girl closed and their lips came in
contact. They stayed like that for many
moments.
A flood of emotions filled Usagi, however,
the most prominent was sadness. Leaving money
on the counter for the milkshake, she retreated
out the arcade door.
Mamoru peaked from the corner of his eye,
but all he saw was a flurry of blue, white and
gold.
***
Usagi ran quickly, past numerous shops and
parks. Reaching an alley, she ran within and
raised her hand into the air.
"Moon Crystal Power!" She cried as she
transformed into Sailor Moon. She felt that she
could cover more distance in her transformed
state. She could cover more distance away from
Mamoru and her past.
She leaped on buildings with agility.
Although, tears were still streaming down her
porcelain face. The tears distorted her vision,
but she didn't care. All she could think of was
that she never did have a chance with Mamoru.
She clenched her fist, forgetting that the
rose that she had received from the kind
groundskeeper was still in her grasp. The
thorns pricked her, but she didn't care. She
released the rose from her grasp and allowed it
to fall to the ground.
As she continued to run, velvety soft
petals drifted softly to the ground, unnoticed
by anyone.
***
How did you like it? Anyway, if you're angry
about the whole Mamoru and Ryoko thingy, calm
down, cause' I'll write something that'll meet
all you Mamoru-Usagi fan's expectations.
(Hahaha! It's either Mamoru-Usagi or no way at
all!)
*Scutter throws a tomato toward Mizu*
Mizu: Not again…*dodges tomato*
Scutter: hmm…must get more veggies…
Oh, the name Takumashii University? I made it
up. (That's for Sab!--nevermind…)
Anyway, read Scutter's fics, they're really
good! Sending comments or flames? Remember, if
it's flames, please tell me what I did wrong so
I can fix it next time, if I can.
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