What's wrong with Sosoru? Has Mamoru really chosen her over Usagi?
Usual disclaimer applies.
Chapter 8
Mamoru very carefully placed Sosoru down onto his bed. She was
still unconscious and sweating. He ran into the bathroom to get a wet face
cloth. With care, he brushed her silky brown locks away from her face and
placed the cloth gently on her forehead. Her eyes squinted and she yelled out
in pain. Mamoru laid over her, on the verge of tears. He took her hand and
raised it to his lips and softly kissed it. She calmed down slightly, and he
pulled the sheets over her body. Quietly, he grabbed a chair and placed it
right beside the bed so he could watch her every movement. As he sat, she
let out a cry that was more horrific than the last and he quickly raised her
and put her in his arms and tried to wake her. "Soso-chan!", he said while
shaking her. "Sosoru! Wake up!" He began to lose his temperament.
"Sosoru, my goodness, what is happening to you? Oh God, please don't
leave me now. I love you. Sosoru, I love you!" He buried his head into her
chest and began to cry. He held her as tight as he could as she screamed even
louder. Regaining his composure, he lowered her back onto the bed and
wiped her face with the cloth. Slowly, her eyes began to open and he nearly
collapsed with relief. He rushed to her side and grabbed her hand. "Sosoru,
are you alright? My love, talk to me." She only opened her eyes slightly,
obviously in tremendous pain. She was able to give him a charming smile
before screaming out in agony. He held her hand even tighter, wanting to
ease her pain. After the spell passed, she slowly turned her head to him and
began to whisper. "Mamoru, the future…the future is getting worse."
Mamoru looked on with worried eyes and asked, "What? What's wrong?!"
Sosoru shook as a cold chill ran down her spine. "I am not certain, but it is
not good. I must go back and find out. Besides, I am in no condition to help
you out here. I can get stronger and…" Mamoru began to shake his head,
tears flowing freely from his eyes. "No," he muttered, "You can't leave me
here all alone…you can't"
Sosoru, deeply moved, shed a tear. She motioned her lips as if to form
some words of encouragement, but she halted. Slowly, her head turned
towards his window, and she gazed at Tokyo. Thousands of thoughts danced
through her head, and she cried more. Her first day of 'normal' school, her
first cheeseburger, the first time she went to a park, her first date with
Mamoru…she realized this place was like her home. Sheepishly, she
focused on Mamoru, who was drunk with worry. Sosoru placed her hand
close to his cheek and cupped the side of his face. Mamoru, hypnotized,
closed his eyes and placed his hand over hers, bringing her fingers to his
mouth and kissed her perfect tips. He took in a deep breath and as he let it
out, a tear streamed down his face, then another and another. Soon, he
succumbed to his emotions and fell onto her chest, where she greeted him
with a weak, but meaningful embrace. "Mamoru, I have dreamed of the day
that your would come into my life again and love me like before. I wanted
this moment more than anything in the world, to have you in my arms again,
but, Mamoru, look, your future is dying. You cannot tell me I am more
important than your future, your daughter. That is unrealistic, it's overly
romantic, it's…it's-"
He held her hand tighter, interrupting her, "It's me. That's the way I am. I
am a fool, but I am a fool for love. I am a fool for you." Sosoru smiled as
Mamoru gently kissed her on the forehead. "Alright, I'll come back, but I do
have to go. I am too weak. If I continue like this, I will be no use to your
friends." She slowly sat up and looked at him with loving eyes. "I promise
I'll come back," she smiled. Mamoru held her hand tighter. "Let me go with
you," he said quickly. Her smile left her face. "No, you stay here with Usagi
and the others. They need you. You are important to me, more than you will
ever know, but you must stay. I will return, trust me."
She got onto her feet and stood by his window, looking out at
beautiful Tokyo. He stood up and hugged her from behind. Softly, he kissed
her cheek and she closed her eyes and savored every second of it. She turned
around and gazed into his deep, midnight blue eyes. "I love you and I love
your world. I will do all I can to save it for your daughter. An Mamoru…talk
with the blonde. Your future is with her, not with me." With that, sparkling
blue light glimmered at where she once stood. Mamoru placed his hand in
the center of the light and let the sparkles move around his hand and he
smiled.
Sosoru opened her eyes and looked around her. Her court lay intact
and unchanged, for the exception of Chibi-Usa, whose body lay in a glass
coffin in the center of the throne room. "So, this is what I come home to.
Chibi-Usa is dead," she thought. Her subjects, stricken with grief, ran to
Sosoru's side. They asked their majesty what went wrong as she walked
over to look at her friend's body. All who was around her froze and she
looked at the young woman's lifeless body. The promise she made to her
rang through her head. With complete anger, she pounded her fists against
the glass and began to cry. She let her personal feelings get in her way and in
turn let her friend die. She began to speak to the figure inside the glass, as if
she could hear. "Chibi-Usa, I am sorry. I promise I will make everything
alright. I will defeat those creatures and you will rule and your father…your
father will be there with you." She closed her eyes and kissed the glass and
slowly rose to her feet. A tall, beautiful woman clothed in an immaculate
lavender dress walked behind her. Her dressed shimmered under the soft
light of the palace as it went across only one shoulder and molded the rest of
her perfect body, and only flared elegantly at the ankles where it draped the
floor. She sported a skin tone similar to Sosoru and when you looked at her
hair, which flowed several feet behind her, the similarity was more than
evident. "Hello, Mother," she said without turning around. "Hello, Daughter.
I see you were not successful." She balled up her fist and closed her eyes. "I
still have time, Mother. I simply got too weak from the time travel, but when
I return I will crush those monsters." Her mother placed her hand on her
shoulder and whispered in her ear, "If you would have just did was you were
told Chibi-Usa would not be dead." Shocked by her callousness, she took
her hand off her shoulder and looked at her with cold eyes. "Mother, you
know I love Mamoru. If you ever loved anything you would know how hard
it is to choose." Her mother walked up to her and stared her in the eyes. "It's
not hard to choose what is wrong and what is right. You should have stayed
here and let someone else complete the task assigned to you. Your sister,
Kokura, would have done a better job. You are a goddess, Sosoru! Start
acting like one!" Meeting her glare, Sosoru calmly replied, "If acting like a
goddess means I have to be as hateful as you, then I'd rather be a mortal."
Maintaining her stare, she slowly backed away and walked to her chambers,
her mother, speechless.
Back in the past, Mamoru sat on his couch playing a little R&B. All
the lights are out and he looked up at the ceiling in his dark room. The
doorbell rang as he let out a big sigh. Slowly, he got up and went to the door.
He looked though the peephole and saw two golden balls of hair. He quickly
opened the door. "Yes, Usagi?" She looked up at him and blushed. "May I
come in, I need to talk to you and Sosoru." He looked into the apartment and
motioned for her to come inside. Usagi looked around in the dark apartment.
All the blinds were shut and the music was playing softly. "So, where is she?
In the bedroom?" Mamoru slammed the door behind her and walked toward
the couch. He plopped down and put his hand over his eyes. "She's not here.
She went back to the future to get stronger so she can beat the monsters."
She walked over to him and apologized with her eyes. She sat down next to
him and scanned every inch of him. She was looking at the man she loved,
yet he wasn't the same man. Feeling her eyes, he glanced down at her and
she quickly fixed her gaze to the floor. "What do you want, Usagi," he said
with a sigh. She put her hands in her lap. "I wanted to…I don't know. I
wanted to see you. I wanted to change your mind. I mean…you can't really
love her, you are supposed to love me. We belong together." Mamoru
rubbed the bridge of his nose and then looked at Usagi. "Look, I love you
both. You dumped me and I never stopped loving her when she left. It was a
spur of the moment thing. As you see, it passed as quickly as it happened."
Usagi stood up in front of him and placed her hands behind her back. "Why
didn't you tell me before," she asked. "What would have been so difficult?"
Mamoru sighed and tilted his head back. "She told me to talk to you, that we
belong together…right before she left."
Usagi looked shocked. She couldn't believe what she just heard.
"Com'on now. Six hours ago she was hanging all over you, now she wants
to let you go? I don't believe it!" He stood up and grabbed her arms firmly.
"Look, it's not like I believe it too much either, but everything she said was
from the heart. She was in so much pain and she just basically said you and I
belong together. She is right. Chibi-Usa, our marriage, our past, everything. I
love her, and she knows it, but she also knows it was not meant to be. It
takes a strong person to admit that, and she is way stronger than I in that
sense. I love her still, but it's more of an admiration now. An admiration of
her strength of will and determination to set things right. She's no angel, but
she's close to it." Usagi had a half-smile on her face, partially pleased. She
placed her hand over Mamoru's and held it tight. "I can forgive you,
Mamoru, in time. We're only human."
Usual disclaimer applies.
Chapter 8
Mamoru very carefully placed Sosoru down onto his bed. She was
still unconscious and sweating. He ran into the bathroom to get a wet face
cloth. With care, he brushed her silky brown locks away from her face and
placed the cloth gently on her forehead. Her eyes squinted and she yelled out
in pain. Mamoru laid over her, on the verge of tears. He took her hand and
raised it to his lips and softly kissed it. She calmed down slightly, and he
pulled the sheets over her body. Quietly, he grabbed a chair and placed it
right beside the bed so he could watch her every movement. As he sat, she
let out a cry that was more horrific than the last and he quickly raised her
and put her in his arms and tried to wake her. "Soso-chan!", he said while
shaking her. "Sosoru! Wake up!" He began to lose his temperament.
"Sosoru, my goodness, what is happening to you? Oh God, please don't
leave me now. I love you. Sosoru, I love you!" He buried his head into her
chest and began to cry. He held her as tight as he could as she screamed even
louder. Regaining his composure, he lowered her back onto the bed and
wiped her face with the cloth. Slowly, her eyes began to open and he nearly
collapsed with relief. He rushed to her side and grabbed her hand. "Sosoru,
are you alright? My love, talk to me." She only opened her eyes slightly,
obviously in tremendous pain. She was able to give him a charming smile
before screaming out in agony. He held her hand even tighter, wanting to
ease her pain. After the spell passed, she slowly turned her head to him and
began to whisper. "Mamoru, the future…the future is getting worse."
Mamoru looked on with worried eyes and asked, "What? What's wrong?!"
Sosoru shook as a cold chill ran down her spine. "I am not certain, but it is
not good. I must go back and find out. Besides, I am in no condition to help
you out here. I can get stronger and…" Mamoru began to shake his head,
tears flowing freely from his eyes. "No," he muttered, "You can't leave me
here all alone…you can't"
Sosoru, deeply moved, shed a tear. She motioned her lips as if to form
some words of encouragement, but she halted. Slowly, her head turned
towards his window, and she gazed at Tokyo. Thousands of thoughts danced
through her head, and she cried more. Her first day of 'normal' school, her
first cheeseburger, the first time she went to a park, her first date with
Mamoru…she realized this place was like her home. Sheepishly, she
focused on Mamoru, who was drunk with worry. Sosoru placed her hand
close to his cheek and cupped the side of his face. Mamoru, hypnotized,
closed his eyes and placed his hand over hers, bringing her fingers to his
mouth and kissed her perfect tips. He took in a deep breath and as he let it
out, a tear streamed down his face, then another and another. Soon, he
succumbed to his emotions and fell onto her chest, where she greeted him
with a weak, but meaningful embrace. "Mamoru, I have dreamed of the day
that your would come into my life again and love me like before. I wanted
this moment more than anything in the world, to have you in my arms again,
but, Mamoru, look, your future is dying. You cannot tell me I am more
important than your future, your daughter. That is unrealistic, it's overly
romantic, it's…it's-"
He held her hand tighter, interrupting her, "It's me. That's the way I am. I
am a fool, but I am a fool for love. I am a fool for you." Sosoru smiled as
Mamoru gently kissed her on the forehead. "Alright, I'll come back, but I do
have to go. I am too weak. If I continue like this, I will be no use to your
friends." She slowly sat up and looked at him with loving eyes. "I promise
I'll come back," she smiled. Mamoru held her hand tighter. "Let me go with
you," he said quickly. Her smile left her face. "No, you stay here with Usagi
and the others. They need you. You are important to me, more than you will
ever know, but you must stay. I will return, trust me."
She got onto her feet and stood by his window, looking out at
beautiful Tokyo. He stood up and hugged her from behind. Softly, he kissed
her cheek and she closed her eyes and savored every second of it. She turned
around and gazed into his deep, midnight blue eyes. "I love you and I love
your world. I will do all I can to save it for your daughter. An Mamoru…talk
with the blonde. Your future is with her, not with me." With that, sparkling
blue light glimmered at where she once stood. Mamoru placed his hand in
the center of the light and let the sparkles move around his hand and he
smiled.
Sosoru opened her eyes and looked around her. Her court lay intact
and unchanged, for the exception of Chibi-Usa, whose body lay in a glass
coffin in the center of the throne room. "So, this is what I come home to.
Chibi-Usa is dead," she thought. Her subjects, stricken with grief, ran to
Sosoru's side. They asked their majesty what went wrong as she walked
over to look at her friend's body. All who was around her froze and she
looked at the young woman's lifeless body. The promise she made to her
rang through her head. With complete anger, she pounded her fists against
the glass and began to cry. She let her personal feelings get in her way and in
turn let her friend die. She began to speak to the figure inside the glass, as if
she could hear. "Chibi-Usa, I am sorry. I promise I will make everything
alright. I will defeat those creatures and you will rule and your father…your
father will be there with you." She closed her eyes and kissed the glass and
slowly rose to her feet. A tall, beautiful woman clothed in an immaculate
lavender dress walked behind her. Her dressed shimmered under the soft
light of the palace as it went across only one shoulder and molded the rest of
her perfect body, and only flared elegantly at the ankles where it draped the
floor. She sported a skin tone similar to Sosoru and when you looked at her
hair, which flowed several feet behind her, the similarity was more than
evident. "Hello, Mother," she said without turning around. "Hello, Daughter.
I see you were not successful." She balled up her fist and closed her eyes. "I
still have time, Mother. I simply got too weak from the time travel, but when
I return I will crush those monsters." Her mother placed her hand on her
shoulder and whispered in her ear, "If you would have just did was you were
told Chibi-Usa would not be dead." Shocked by her callousness, she took
her hand off her shoulder and looked at her with cold eyes. "Mother, you
know I love Mamoru. If you ever loved anything you would know how hard
it is to choose." Her mother walked up to her and stared her in the eyes. "It's
not hard to choose what is wrong and what is right. You should have stayed
here and let someone else complete the task assigned to you. Your sister,
Kokura, would have done a better job. You are a goddess, Sosoru! Start
acting like one!" Meeting her glare, Sosoru calmly replied, "If acting like a
goddess means I have to be as hateful as you, then I'd rather be a mortal."
Maintaining her stare, she slowly backed away and walked to her chambers,
her mother, speechless.
Back in the past, Mamoru sat on his couch playing a little R&B. All
the lights are out and he looked up at the ceiling in his dark room. The
doorbell rang as he let out a big sigh. Slowly, he got up and went to the door.
He looked though the peephole and saw two golden balls of hair. He quickly
opened the door. "Yes, Usagi?" She looked up at him and blushed. "May I
come in, I need to talk to you and Sosoru." He looked into the apartment and
motioned for her to come inside. Usagi looked around in the dark apartment.
All the blinds were shut and the music was playing softly. "So, where is she?
In the bedroom?" Mamoru slammed the door behind her and walked toward
the couch. He plopped down and put his hand over his eyes. "She's not here.
She went back to the future to get stronger so she can beat the monsters."
She walked over to him and apologized with her eyes. She sat down next to
him and scanned every inch of him. She was looking at the man she loved,
yet he wasn't the same man. Feeling her eyes, he glanced down at her and
she quickly fixed her gaze to the floor. "What do you want, Usagi," he said
with a sigh. She put her hands in her lap. "I wanted to…I don't know. I
wanted to see you. I wanted to change your mind. I mean…you can't really
love her, you are supposed to love me. We belong together." Mamoru
rubbed the bridge of his nose and then looked at Usagi. "Look, I love you
both. You dumped me and I never stopped loving her when she left. It was a
spur of the moment thing. As you see, it passed as quickly as it happened."
Usagi stood up in front of him and placed her hands behind her back. "Why
didn't you tell me before," she asked. "What would have been so difficult?"
Mamoru sighed and tilted his head back. "She told me to talk to you, that we
belong together…right before she left."
Usagi looked shocked. She couldn't believe what she just heard.
"Com'on now. Six hours ago she was hanging all over you, now she wants
to let you go? I don't believe it!" He stood up and grabbed her arms firmly.
"Look, it's not like I believe it too much either, but everything she said was
from the heart. She was in so much pain and she just basically said you and I
belong together. She is right. Chibi-Usa, our marriage, our past, everything. I
love her, and she knows it, but she also knows it was not meant to be. It
takes a strong person to admit that, and she is way stronger than I in that
sense. I love her still, but it's more of an admiration now. An admiration of
her strength of will and determination to set things right. She's no angel, but
she's close to it." Usagi had a half-smile on her face, partially pleased. She
placed her hand over Mamoru's and held it tight. "I can forgive you,
Mamoru, in time. We're only human."
