Untitled ( Help! )
Part 3/4
Written by - Moi! heh, me of course
Rating - P/G...
Type - Chaptered, non-songfic, non-name giving... o.o; I think thats it

Disclaimer - ... Yes, I own it all. Every last character... And if you believe me...
You obviously have no life what-so-ever or you don't know that the wonderful Naoko-sama
owns Sailor Moon and I'm just a lowly writer that is borrowing the characters...

Authors Note - Oh wow... Chapter 3.... Go me!... lol Okay, so I'm proud that I am actually doing
good with this fic... heh... Yuri... Member that... on with the fic!

"..." - Talking
'...' - Thinking
~*~ - Scene Change
*~*~* - Time Change, non-scene change...

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"Okay," I said to myself, "I'll tell her today."
I walked up to her door and was about to knock when that nagging thought came to my mind
again.
'What if she doesn't like you?'
Growling under my breath, I raised my arm to knock on the door.
'She'll hate you forever.'
I knocked twice then waited nervously. I began to rock back and forth on my feet slightly,
waiting fer her to answer the door.
'You'll never see her again...'
The door opened slowly and I debated running away as fast as possibly. She stuck her head
out and greeted me with a smile. Opening the door wider, she invited me in and I walked inside
rather slowly.
'Your making a mistake, you realize this right?'

~*~

"Have a seat. Would you like some tea?"
She nodded and I walked into the kitchen to grab some tea cups and the tea. When I
returned to the living room, she was playing nervously with the edge of her shirt. I set the cups
and tea down and sat next to her.
"Anything wrong?" I ask her.
She nodded slowly and took a deep breath in. I thought for sure it was guy problems but I
was never so wrong in my entire life. She had leaned over and kissed me. Fully on the lips, with
all the passion and... was that love? I couldn't register anything in my mind. Never quite getting
over the shock, I sat there not responding. Apparently, she thought that meant I was disgusted
because she broke away, apologized and took off out the door.
"Shimatta," I muttered under my breath.
I got up, grabbed my jacket and darted out after her.

~*~

I ran blindly through the streets of Tokyo, apologizing whenever I ran into someone. I
hear her calling my name out behind me and I quicken my pace, hoping to lose her. I couldn't face
her, not now. Her voice is fading and I find myself in the middle of a forest. A clearing,
over-looking a lake. I collaspe to my knees and bury my face in my hands, sobbing quietly to
myself. I don't move or look around until I hear that word whispered into my ear. I gasp and look
up at her.
"Aishiteru."