Disclaimer : I don't own Sailormoon. You think I'd be
writing a fanfic if I did? Heh -_-;
A.N. This idea came to my mind this morning or rather,
last night and when I woke up, I thought about it a bit
more and now I decided to write it ^_^ Hope you like it.
Usagi is 24 by the way and Tetsu is 25... Err Mamoru
is like an old guy then... Heh, he's probably 30....
I won't make him older or it'll be weird x_x
In case you forgot or skipped the prologue:
"I'll be home earlier than usual today," Tetsu spoke
to her from the TV room. "And pack a bag full of
what you need to stay away for a month."
Usagi turned, surprised and a little glad that he
was saying something to her in such early hours
of the day.
"A month?" she asked, walking to the TV room,
wiping her wet hands on a tea towel. "What for?"
"You'll see," was all Tetsu told her.
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And To Change, Is It Good?
By Artemis
----
Part 1 - Is It Fair To Say...?
Mamoru opened the door to see his colleague Tetsu
and his wife. What was her name again? Usagi, he
remembered as their eyes met for a fleeting moment.
"This is my wife Usagi, as I've told you about," he
heard Tetsu's low voice waking him up.
"Hi," Mamoru smiled a little, then yawned. "Sorry,
I just woke up. Tetsu, you could have rang before
you came."
"I was busy Mamoru," came the expected reply.
He noticed that Usagi was quiet and her eyes looked
a little red. Had she been crying? Not that it was
any of his business to be curious about Tetsu's
wife, but she looked a little upset.
"Um, is she okay?" he whispered to Tetsu as
they walked in.
"Mamoru, remember what I told you when we were
discussing this before?" Tetsu replied quietly.
"Yeah, no questions, but this isn't really
a question is it? She looks upset..."
But Tetsu's look just made Mamoru shut up. Tetsu
could be stubborn sometimes. Usagi walked in,
her large suitcase being dragged by her small body.
Mamoru took a step towards her to help, but then
paused when he saw Tetsu heading to the door.
"You going?" he asked. "Already? You just got here."
"I'll miss the plane," Tetsu murmured, then walked
out of the door.
Mamoru raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. He closed
the door and turned back to Tetsu's wife who he
barely even knew. He didn't really understand Tetsu,
but he knew him enough to not argue with him.
"Um, hi did Tetsu tell you about me?" Mamoru tried
to smile as he approached Usagi.
She was sitting on the couch, arms wrapped tightly
around her and staring at the floor. She turned
to face him as Mamoru sat down next to her.
"Are you Mamoru san?" she asked, her voice so quiet
he could barely hear her.
Mamoru nodded. He sat there awkwardly, not sure
how to act around her.
"Did Tetsu tell you about the arrangement?" he asked,
hoping she wouldn't start to cry.
Usagi nodded slowly. Her lips quivered.
"Would you like a drink?" he asked to be polite
and to change the subject.
She shook her head, then closed her eyes tight.
Her small body started shaking. They were so slight
that Mamoru didn't notice at first. Mamoru didn't
really know how to handle anyone else's wife, so
he sat there unsure of what to do. Usagi bit her
lip until it bled, containing her tears. She didn't
want to cry, but her emotions were swelling inside
of her body and she couldn't control it. She finally
let her tears fall when she felt a comforting arm
around her small, fragile body. She clung onto Mamoru's
shirt and cried.
"I'm sure he meant well," he murmured, trying to make
her feel better.
"How... how could he...?" Usagi uttered between sobs.
Mamoru watched as she cried. He felt a stabbing pain
in his heart as if it had been his fault for not talking
Tetsu out of it.
"It's... our.. anniversary today..."
Her cheeks were wet and Usagi felt her lips stinging
as her salty tears streamed down. Mamoru listened quietly
and held her rigidly in his arms.
"I thought.. maybe.. Tetsu... maybe he... but I was
wrong..."
Usagi couldn't understand why Tetsu was so obsessed with
his work. Why? She knew he didn't want to hurt her, but
could she live like this for the rest of her life? With him?
How could he just leave his wife at another man's home while
he went on a business trip for a month? Any other day and
Usagi would not have thought it was such a big deal, but on
their 3 year anniversary? Had Tetsu forgotten they had been
married? Didn't he love her any more? Had he ever? And as
thoughts like these spun around in her head, Usagi felt
incredibly tired. She still clung onto the stranger, Tetsu's
colleague, because he offered her the comfort her heart
ached for.
Mamoru sat on the couch, his foot almost numb. Usagi had
cried herself to sleep and now he couldn't move. Her head
lay against his arm while his other arm was around her body.
His sleeve felt wet and cold. Usagi's shallow breathing was
the only sound in the room and her thin fingers still clung
onto his shirt.
"My wife, he says," Mamoru murmured, observing Usagi.
He had heard her murmur Tetsu's name once or twice in her sleep.
She was still obviously in love with him. She did, afterall,
marry Tetsu. Mamoru craned his neck and saw that Usagi's lips were
bleeding slightly. He managed to move his hand slowly to reach
into his pocket and get out a tissue. He gently wiped the blood
off her lips. Usagi opened her eyes sleepily, startling Mamoru.
He moved his hand away from her face. She blinked sleepily,
her eyes half open.
"Tetsu?" she whispered.
Her following actions happened so quick that Mamoru was paralysed
with shock for a few minutes. Usagi pulled his face closer and
kissed him. Mamoru could taste blood. He pulled Usagi away,
holding her firmly by the shoulders.
"I'm not your husband," Mamoru told her.
Usagi opened her eyes fully and realised her mistake. She was
speechless. Mamoru let her go and she jumped up from the couch.
"I.. I'm sorry, I.. I thought you were Tetsu.. I.. Sorry.." she
stammered, her fingers at her lips.
"It's all right, I understand," Mamoru told her reassuringly.
Usagi looked away from him. He wondered if he was appropriate
for looking after her. He didn't know why Tetsu had chosen him.
Actually, he had a slight impression that Tetsu had asked him
because for one, he owed Tetsu a favour and two, Mamoru wasn't
very interested in women and Tetsu knew that.
"Would you like to settle into your room?" he asked her, getting
up from the couch.
Usagi nodded, then shuffled over to her suitcase. Mamoru grabbed
it before she even tried dragging it around. He showed her to her
room, which was at the opposite side of the apartment as his room.
Mamoru put her suitcase down beside the bed, then left.
"I'll be cooking dinner, it'll be about an hour," he told her.
Usagi thanked him and watched the door close.
The room was plain and quite small. Usagi unpacked her things and
hung her clothes in the built in wardrobe. After unpacking, she
noticed a balcony. At least she might feel a little more at home.
Usagi opened the glass door and felt cold air smack into her face.
It was almost six and the air was cool already. She stood by the
glass door for a moment, then stepped outside. Usagi leaned against
the ledge and sighed. She felt an aching pain inside her heart.
She still loved Tetsu so much even though she knew he didn't feel
the same about her any more. Usagi felt so angry, but at the same
time sad. And she felt so embarrassed after what had happened
with Mamoru. Hadn't she acted like a fool? She would never have
kissed Tetsu like that, but somehow... She had thought Mamoru was
Tetsu in her half sleepy state and her emotions had taken over her.
Usagi felt so messed up. She gazed across the grey cityscape,
wondering where Tetsu was now and what he was doing.
"Tetsu..." she whispered. "Is it fair to say that you don't love
me any more?"
And Usagi was so immersed in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed
Mamoru standing in the room. He left quickly after hearing her
speak, feeling guilty that he was eavesdropping on her thoughts.
----
END OF PART 1
----
A.N. How did you like that? ^_^ I'm starting to like how all this
is turning out. I think it'll be a short story though, no longer
than 4 parts. Maybe a little longer..? Well I'd like to make it
6 parts max. but you never know, I might get carried away.
Teaser:
Part 2 - If It Had Been Myself
Mamoru had to keep reminding himself every time he
had seen her before, that Usagi was old enough to
be a woman, but she always looked like a young girl
to him. She smiled a little when she saw him. Her
long golden hair fell straight down her back and
she was hugging a small bundle of clothes and a towel.
writing a fanfic if I did? Heh -_-;
A.N. This idea came to my mind this morning or rather,
last night and when I woke up, I thought about it a bit
more and now I decided to write it ^_^ Hope you like it.
Usagi is 24 by the way and Tetsu is 25... Err Mamoru
is like an old guy then... Heh, he's probably 30....
I won't make him older or it'll be weird x_x
In case you forgot or skipped the prologue:
"I'll be home earlier than usual today," Tetsu spoke
to her from the TV room. "And pack a bag full of
what you need to stay away for a month."
Usagi turned, surprised and a little glad that he
was saying something to her in such early hours
of the day.
"A month?" she asked, walking to the TV room,
wiping her wet hands on a tea towel. "What for?"
"You'll see," was all Tetsu told her.
----
And To Change, Is It Good?
By Artemis
----
Part 1 - Is It Fair To Say...?
Mamoru opened the door to see his colleague Tetsu
and his wife. What was her name again? Usagi, he
remembered as their eyes met for a fleeting moment.
"This is my wife Usagi, as I've told you about," he
heard Tetsu's low voice waking him up.
"Hi," Mamoru smiled a little, then yawned. "Sorry,
I just woke up. Tetsu, you could have rang before
you came."
"I was busy Mamoru," came the expected reply.
He noticed that Usagi was quiet and her eyes looked
a little red. Had she been crying? Not that it was
any of his business to be curious about Tetsu's
wife, but she looked a little upset.
"Um, is she okay?" he whispered to Tetsu as
they walked in.
"Mamoru, remember what I told you when we were
discussing this before?" Tetsu replied quietly.
"Yeah, no questions, but this isn't really
a question is it? She looks upset..."
But Tetsu's look just made Mamoru shut up. Tetsu
could be stubborn sometimes. Usagi walked in,
her large suitcase being dragged by her small body.
Mamoru took a step towards her to help, but then
paused when he saw Tetsu heading to the door.
"You going?" he asked. "Already? You just got here."
"I'll miss the plane," Tetsu murmured, then walked
out of the door.
Mamoru raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. He closed
the door and turned back to Tetsu's wife who he
barely even knew. He didn't really understand Tetsu,
but he knew him enough to not argue with him.
"Um, hi did Tetsu tell you about me?" Mamoru tried
to smile as he approached Usagi.
She was sitting on the couch, arms wrapped tightly
around her and staring at the floor. She turned
to face him as Mamoru sat down next to her.
"Are you Mamoru san?" she asked, her voice so quiet
he could barely hear her.
Mamoru nodded. He sat there awkwardly, not sure
how to act around her.
"Did Tetsu tell you about the arrangement?" he asked,
hoping she wouldn't start to cry.
Usagi nodded slowly. Her lips quivered.
"Would you like a drink?" he asked to be polite
and to change the subject.
She shook her head, then closed her eyes tight.
Her small body started shaking. They were so slight
that Mamoru didn't notice at first. Mamoru didn't
really know how to handle anyone else's wife, so
he sat there unsure of what to do. Usagi bit her
lip until it bled, containing her tears. She didn't
want to cry, but her emotions were swelling inside
of her body and she couldn't control it. She finally
let her tears fall when she felt a comforting arm
around her small, fragile body. She clung onto Mamoru's
shirt and cried.
"I'm sure he meant well," he murmured, trying to make
her feel better.
"How... how could he...?" Usagi uttered between sobs.
Mamoru watched as she cried. He felt a stabbing pain
in his heart as if it had been his fault for not talking
Tetsu out of it.
"It's... our.. anniversary today..."
Her cheeks were wet and Usagi felt her lips stinging
as her salty tears streamed down. Mamoru listened quietly
and held her rigidly in his arms.
"I thought.. maybe.. Tetsu... maybe he... but I was
wrong..."
Usagi couldn't understand why Tetsu was so obsessed with
his work. Why? She knew he didn't want to hurt her, but
could she live like this for the rest of her life? With him?
How could he just leave his wife at another man's home while
he went on a business trip for a month? Any other day and
Usagi would not have thought it was such a big deal, but on
their 3 year anniversary? Had Tetsu forgotten they had been
married? Didn't he love her any more? Had he ever? And as
thoughts like these spun around in her head, Usagi felt
incredibly tired. She still clung onto the stranger, Tetsu's
colleague, because he offered her the comfort her heart
ached for.
Mamoru sat on the couch, his foot almost numb. Usagi had
cried herself to sleep and now he couldn't move. Her head
lay against his arm while his other arm was around her body.
His sleeve felt wet and cold. Usagi's shallow breathing was
the only sound in the room and her thin fingers still clung
onto his shirt.
"My wife, he says," Mamoru murmured, observing Usagi.
He had heard her murmur Tetsu's name once or twice in her sleep.
She was still obviously in love with him. She did, afterall,
marry Tetsu. Mamoru craned his neck and saw that Usagi's lips were
bleeding slightly. He managed to move his hand slowly to reach
into his pocket and get out a tissue. He gently wiped the blood
off her lips. Usagi opened her eyes sleepily, startling Mamoru.
He moved his hand away from her face. She blinked sleepily,
her eyes half open.
"Tetsu?" she whispered.
Her following actions happened so quick that Mamoru was paralysed
with shock for a few minutes. Usagi pulled his face closer and
kissed him. Mamoru could taste blood. He pulled Usagi away,
holding her firmly by the shoulders.
"I'm not your husband," Mamoru told her.
Usagi opened her eyes fully and realised her mistake. She was
speechless. Mamoru let her go and she jumped up from the couch.
"I.. I'm sorry, I.. I thought you were Tetsu.. I.. Sorry.." she
stammered, her fingers at her lips.
"It's all right, I understand," Mamoru told her reassuringly.
Usagi looked away from him. He wondered if he was appropriate
for looking after her. He didn't know why Tetsu had chosen him.
Actually, he had a slight impression that Tetsu had asked him
because for one, he owed Tetsu a favour and two, Mamoru wasn't
very interested in women and Tetsu knew that.
"Would you like to settle into your room?" he asked her, getting
up from the couch.
Usagi nodded, then shuffled over to her suitcase. Mamoru grabbed
it before she even tried dragging it around. He showed her to her
room, which was at the opposite side of the apartment as his room.
Mamoru put her suitcase down beside the bed, then left.
"I'll be cooking dinner, it'll be about an hour," he told her.
Usagi thanked him and watched the door close.
The room was plain and quite small. Usagi unpacked her things and
hung her clothes in the built in wardrobe. After unpacking, she
noticed a balcony. At least she might feel a little more at home.
Usagi opened the glass door and felt cold air smack into her face.
It was almost six and the air was cool already. She stood by the
glass door for a moment, then stepped outside. Usagi leaned against
the ledge and sighed. She felt an aching pain inside her heart.
She still loved Tetsu so much even though she knew he didn't feel
the same about her any more. Usagi felt so angry, but at the same
time sad. And she felt so embarrassed after what had happened
with Mamoru. Hadn't she acted like a fool? She would never have
kissed Tetsu like that, but somehow... She had thought Mamoru was
Tetsu in her half sleepy state and her emotions had taken over her.
Usagi felt so messed up. She gazed across the grey cityscape,
wondering where Tetsu was now and what he was doing.
"Tetsu..." she whispered. "Is it fair to say that you don't love
me any more?"
And Usagi was so immersed in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed
Mamoru standing in the room. He left quickly after hearing her
speak, feeling guilty that he was eavesdropping on her thoughts.
----
END OF PART 1
----
A.N. How did you like that? ^_^ I'm starting to like how all this
is turning out. I think it'll be a short story though, no longer
than 4 parts. Maybe a little longer..? Well I'd like to make it
6 parts max. but you never know, I might get carried away.
Teaser:
Part 2 - If It Had Been Myself
Mamoru had to keep reminding himself every time he
had seen her before, that Usagi was old enough to
be a woman, but she always looked like a young girl
to him. She smiled a little when she saw him. Her
long golden hair fell straight down her back and
she was hugging a small bundle of clothes and a towel.
