STORY BY : SAILOR STARDUST
DATED: 06/09/2001
RATED:PG-13
NOTE: Hey, I didn't copy anyone?! :P who said that I copy from 'censored'. Maybe its because theres too many Sailormoon fanfics and the author's just happen to have related to other authors…but believe me, I'll change my mode script if I find out that somebody is copying my story..lol
Ohh, I got flames and an interesting medical factors involving pills consuming… dear readers, it has been 2 years since shes addicted to pills… be more aware J thank you!
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ADDICTED TO YOUR LOVE:
PART 3: First Day – Therapy Session:
Both Mamoru and Usagi stood still without one attempting to make the first move. Just by staring into her eyes, Mamoru felt love came streaming into his heart. "Umm, please take a seat, ms Tsukino," Mamoru pull out a chair for her. Agitated a bit, Usagi walked slowly and sat, "Thank you," she smiled at him. Clearing his throat, Mamoru began his counseling session by asking the basic questions. Usagi looked at Mamoru nervously. He began by telling her not to be frightened and just spilled out of what she's been thinking about. "Alright?" he tried to sound supportive. She nodded shyly, her hands were pressed to her lap and she smiled weakly.
Rei was walking back and forth, hoping that Usagi wont run out of the room hysterically. "Umm, miss, I would prefer for you to sit down," the secretary had been watching Rei for quite sometime.
Writing a few notes, Dr Chiba began asking her personal question. Usagi answered them without hesitated although she found it quite unnecessary. "Why are you here, Ms Tsukino?" The question really made Usagi jumped back. "I…uh," scratching her head in confusion. "Um, my friend brought me here, although I find it pointless.."
Mamoru growled at her words. "Ms Tsukino, I know it's hard for you to tell me your problems but I am here to help. I will help you if you let me…" Mamoru inched forward to Usagi. His eyes sparkled in the soft glow that showed his inner self, his sincerity to help her, his gentleness. Usagi was speechless. "Am I falling for this doctor?!" she thought.
He grinned at her, "Tell me, what is your problem?" he leaned back comfortably in his arm chair making sure that Usagi felt assured and relaxed. "Well, I haven't been able to sleep and the sleeping pills don't seem to help," she replied.
"Are there any other problems?" he sketched a few notes. "I just wanted to look beautiful to him," she answered below whisper. Wide eyed, Mamoru stared deeply in to her eyes. "Him?" he asked a little jealous. Usagi looked down to her lap, she didn't answer his question. "Exactly, what feelings do you have when you re with him," he asked intrepidly. Usagi blushed by his question; she straightened in her chair and covered her hands quickly in her cardigan. Very briefly, Mamoru had a glimpsed of her raw, inflamed skin on her fingers. "Are you anxious Ms Tsukino?" he asked. She bit her lower lip, leaving a carmine mark on the skin. "Well.. I'm frightened that he will leave me," closing her eyes as she finished answered his question. Mamoru tilt his head back to his comfortable position and sighed heavily. "I know this sound silly, but I know he will come back to me, please cure me. I know doctors have every ways to cure a person, any medicines would help as long as I look pretty and have him back to me again," she let her tears flowed down her red cheeks.
Shaking his head slowly, Mamoru began to write again in his notebook. "Hmm, I think I have a cure for your illness, Ms.Tsukino, if I could spend a time with you for 12 days. I will guarantee you will feel better and you will fall in love with 'HIM' again," Mamoru stressed out the word louder. Her eyes brightened and she smiled happily. "Thank you so much! Dr Chiba!" Usagi ran and hugged the stunned doctor. His heart beat at a fast pace when she's close to him.
She smoothed the front of her dress and ready to go out. "Remember Ms Tsukino, tomorrow is our first therapy session," he grinned at her. Usagi smiled at him and nodded an affirmative.
Rei was tapping her feet when Usagi came out of the room smiling! "Usagi?! What happen? You..you…smile?" bewildered by her friends reaction, Rei couldn't believe it was Usagi. "Yes, Rei, he will solve my problems within 12 days! Just imagine after 12 days. Mike will be mine again!" Usagi sighed dreamily. "Well better get ready for the first session soon!" she ran off leaving the astonished Rei. "First session? But that's 24 hours from now! You shouldn't just wait till tomorrow..Hey wait up, Usagi!" Rei chased Usagi downstairs. The secretary shook her head while still typing in her computer, "that takes care one problem." She said.
Waiting for his next patient, Dr Chiba quickly called Dr Britton. "Dr Britton, you know about a patient by the name of Ms Tsukino?" he asked. "Yes, I think I would rather take her case in doctor. She will be my patient from now on and she will be my responsibility. Yes, thank you…I will doctor. Good bye." Mamoru put down the receiver slowly and placed his arms behind his head, relaxing his tensed muscle. "Ahh, Ms Tsukino, you will be mine for the next 12 days," he grinned to himself.
First Day: Up Down, Come On Everybody!
Usagi woke up in the early light of dawn. She made a quick exercise routine and went to the bathroom for a nice hot shower. An hour later she was out and went to her kitchen preparing for breakfast. Cooking pancakes and a toast while humming a Celine Dion song, 'ill be waiting for you'. She was about to cook the last batch of pancakes when her doorbell rang. "Who is it?" she asked melodically. "Postman." The voice answered. "Who would send me mails in the morning?" she thought. As she opened her door, she found a single square shape mail and a red rose on her doormat. Curious, Usagi brought it inside and opened the pink envelope. The letter had only a single letter written in it. The word 'I'. Usagi narrowed her eyes in frustration. "What sort of letter is this," she said, but then she found sentences behind the card. I – its only the way I feel about you. The way you make me feel.
Her eyes widen, "could it be, Mike?" she whispered. Suddenly she smelled something's burning. "God! My pancakes!!!" she shouted and hurried to her kitchen that was now filled with thick smoke.
Finishing her breakfast, she looked at the clock. It was almost 10am, and Usagi was almost ready. It has been a long time since Usagi was punctual for anything. But this time her determination to be loved by her so-called true love was overwhelming. She was 5 minutes early when she reached Dr Britton's office. The secretary told Usagi to take six more floors up to Dr Chiba's real office. "Not a problem," Usagi was wheezing since she had to take steps 10 floors up cause the elevator was out of order. "Six floors more to go Usagi, you can do it!" she tried to put enthusiasm to her now exhausted body. As she reached the sixteenth floor the secretary told her that Dr Chiba was at the forth floor having a socio-therapy with his other patients. "Huh?" Usagi was dying of having asthmatic but still her eagerness to be cured still intact, she went downstairs to the forth floor once again. The nurses told her that Dr Chiba just went upstairs to the sixteenth floor. "What?! You've gotta be kidding me," she panted heavily holding her waist trying to catch a breath when she ran up to the sixteenth floor in hastened. She was crawling weakly when she reached the sixteenth floor and saw Dr Chiba just came out of the elevator. "I thought that they were repairing that elevator," she asked still panting. Sipping his coffee in confusion he turned to look at the elevator and saw the 'out of order' sign. "What this thing? It's been a long time now," he pulled out the sign and threw it inside a trash bin and casually walked to his office. "Coming, Ms Tsukino?" he asked without turning back to look at her, letting the door half open for her. Usagi's eyes widened in disbelieved and she grunted tiredly as she slumped down to the floor.
"Now wasn't that fun?" Mamoru giggled slightly in seeing the exhausted girl. "Fun?! Look here buster, im not here to have fun! Im here to be cured!" she was furious and her already red face became even more redden. "Alright Ms Tsukino, how would you like to have lunch tomorrow, my treat?" her face lightened up with the word lunch. "Alright." Smiling and nodding his head, he lead Usagi to a comfy loungy chair. "Now lie down, Ms Tsukino and let me ask you a few more questions and we're done for the day, alright?" Usagi nodded. "What's your favorite color?" he began. "That sounds easy enough" she thought. "White" she answered. What's your favorite food?" he asked. "Strawberry and chocolate ice cream with fudge and cream on top," she closed her eyes and gulped in craving. Mamoru chuckled softly while jotting down her every word. "That's nice," he said.
"What's you favorite drink?" he asked. "Um, I like cherry coke, sodas and diet coke!" she answered happily.
"Well that's that for today!" he announced cheerfully, walking up to his desk and reading his notes. "That's all? Are you…are you sure that's all you needed to know?" she asked uncertainly. Walking closer to Mamoru, she was a bit doubtful of his therapy. "Are you sure?" her voice softened in a very dangerous unsure manner. He looked up to her with an assuring smile. "Yup, that's all," he went back to his work. "Alright..Goodbye," Usagi walked slowly out and Mamoru just smiled at her. "Goodbye, Ms Tsukino." He said. "Goodbye, for now, my sweet," he chuckled softly.
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