Title: In the depths of loneliness
Chp: 4
Author: Arthen
E-mail: arthen@saiyan.com
Rating: PG-13
Standard disclaimers apply.
AN: At last Chp 4 of IDOL is here! I know I've been mentioning this in all
my Author's notes but THANK YOU SO MUCH to all those who've
reviewed my last chapter! A special thank you goes out to Hull's Huntress for
expressing her eagerness for this chapter of IDOL in her last e-mail ^-^
For those who are interested, I will be holding something similar to a mailing
list where I will be notifying all members of any updates regarding my fics,
and perhaps give you a glimpse to my new story, which I plan on posting
soon.
If anyone's interested in joining plz send me your e-mail address along with
your name to my e-mail (arthen@saiyan.com), or if you are reviewing this
chapter, mention that you would like to be included in the list. ^-^
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Happy reading!
*********
His eyes were transfixed at the golden streaks of hair that emerged from the
two round buns, which rested on her head. He met a sense of deja vu, as his
eyes continued to gaze at the mysterious girl who stood before him. Digging
deeper into the recess of his mind for any hint of recognition, but to no avail
found none.
He mentally groaned in frustration when he noted the custom white uniform.
'Another one of them! When do they ever plan on leaving me alone?'
"How do you feel?" Her question penetrating his thoughts. Unwilling to
respond, he diverted his attention towards the covered window. With
practised patience Usagi silently made her way towards his current object of
attention, and pulled up the curtains giving access to the remnant rays of
sunshine to lit the darkened room, before the night claimed the skies.
"It's a lovely evening, don't you agree?" she approached him once again, yet
he continued to ignore her and remain silent. "Very well Chiba-san, I shall
inform Dr.Akagi that you have awaken" she continued slightly peeved at his
lack of response, heading towards the door. "Don't worry, I SHALL return
and work on how to get YOU to co-operate, even if it resolves to using
force!" she added, preventing a smirk from gracing his lips.
'Well see about that Odango Atama!' He challenged silently to himself.
*********
A few minutes later, Usagi entered the room finding Mamoru staring intently
out the window in deep thought. Directing her way towards him, she
carefully placed the tray of food she had carried and placed it on the table,
that was located beside his bed.
"The doctor had instructed that you should have something to eat before I
give you your medication." Her words interrupting his stupor for the second
time that day.
Anticipating his apathetic nature, Usagi lifted a plate of rice and shoved it
into his hands. "In order for you to heal, it's best for you to eat Chiba-san!"
"I'm not hungry" he stated, granting Usagi a response, though not the one she
looked for.
"I advise you to eat, or don't let me resolve to feeding you personally!"
"I'd like to see you try." He smirked challengingly.
'A bit more, and a slight push would definitely send her bursting!', he
contemplated finding pleasure in peeving the odango-ed nurse.
Intent on not losing, Usagi shoved a spoonful of rice towards his face, "Eat!"
she demanded forcefully. He gazed momentarily at the spoon before
snatching it from Usagi's grip and placing it back onto it's plate.
"I said I'm not hungry" he repeated, voicing every word in a manner he
would to a child.
"You surely don't want to die, so it's best if you start eating!" Usagi replied
beginning to see red spots of anger dancing before her eyes.
"I certainly hope to" he sarcastically retorted.
Heaving a big sigh, in an attempt to desperately sooth her raging fury, Usagi
continued through gritted teeth. "I'd appreciate it if you would be a little co-
operative here!!"
"I'd appreciate it if you left me ALONE, Odango Atama!"
By now any attempt at calming her bubbling fury went meaningless, as anger
began to flood her senses with a deep sense of animosity.
"Don't you dare call me THAT ever again!" she screamed with a vengeance.
"I don't think so Odango!" he replied in equal vehemence.
"FINE! See if I ever care, you . . . you ungrateful JERK!"
"Who asked you to?"
"Urgghh . . . . JERK!!"
"Baby!"
"Self cantered pig!"
"Lookie here! Someone's about to cry!" he taunted mockingly.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Why you . . . . . . ." and in an act of anger, Usagi dumped
the contents of the tray on an astonished patient and did not wait a second to
see his reaction. A hard slam echoed against the walls, as an angry Odango
stormed out the room.
Mamoru's shoulder shook, though astoundingly not with anger but with
laughter and eventually his silent chuckles roared into a fit of laughs. Never in
his life has he ever met anyone with such fire, 'She's a feisty one' he thought.
Of all the nurses that tended to him, not one dared to defy him with the
exception of her, never the less none had been able to derive a response from
him.
'It would be fun cooling down the fire for a change.' he contemplated, his
grin widening with the thought.
*********
"Urggghh!! . . . . . He is unbearable!!" Usagi complained, pacing the nurses'
lounge room.
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" Ayumi said in amusement, though held some
sympathy towards her new found friend.
"You're not helping with that 'I-told-you-so' attitude!"
"I'm sorry, but I've never seen you this angry before!" She apologized,
though desperately trying to hide her oncoming chuckles.
"Oh I'm angry alright! And to think there was some hope in him!"
"Does that mean your giving up?" Ayumi queried.
Usagi stopped mid pace at Ayumi's question allowing her words to sink in.
Was she really giving up that easily? Walking towards the big couch and
seating herself beside Ayumi, Usagi faced her with new born determination.
"No, I'm not giving up! I'm determined to break through him, besides if I did
give up, I would only be giving him what he wants!"
*********
A few days later . . . . .
"I don't want to!"
"It's not up to you, I have been given strict orders. And you should remain in
bed, remember what happened the last time!"
"Look Odango, I'm tired of being cooped up here, and having to argue with
you. Make life a little easier and LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"FINE! Do as you wish! I was wrong to actually think there was some hope
in you! Why do I even bother?!"
"Who asked you to? I certainly don't need you to nag after me!"
That was it, she had reached her saturation point, she couldn't take anymore.
She had enough!
Every day was a living hell for Usagi, Mamoru persistently refused to listen
and continued to disobey. Yet, every time she grew more determined and
every time the arguments grew more fierce. All her attempts at breaking
through his barrier were useless, and now she all but agreed at everything and
anything that was said about him.
"You know, I don't have to wonder why your parents ever left you. It's a
good thing they're dead, they never had to see or experience what a horrid
person you truly are!"
Her hands flew to her mouth, instantly regretting her words. She hadn't
meant to be so harsh, yet remembering the hard time he had given her, she
had every right to be angry.
"I guess you're right . . ." he muttered softly. Her words had stung deep, he
too had every right to be angry at her, what did she know to judge him like
that?! But he couldn't, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't, all what she
said was true, right down to the very last word.
His hurt tone made her think twice of what she said, burdening the feel of
guilt, she wanted nothing more than to apologize . . . With much hesitation
she lifted her eyes to meet his . . . Pain and hurt swam in mists of black
beneath the darkened pools of blue . . . all his emotions were reflected in his
eyes; against the stoic face.
She burned at it's intensity, causing tears to weld up in her eyes. Never had
she felt so much pain nor inflicted as much, she had over stepped all her
morals, an action that put her to shame.
"I'm sorry . . . No-one deserves to live without knowing their parents . . . It
wasn't your fault they died . . . I-" she whispered hoarsely, quickly averting
her gaze away, unable to withstand more.
To say the least he was shocked, she never ceased to amaze him . . . . he
appreciated her sincerity but . . . . the tears? She needn't cry . . . for him none
the less . . . It was then did he realise that she was different.
'He must hate me now' she thought, taking his silence as a sign of
unforgiveness, as more tears found their way down her cheek.
"Here" he offered timidly. At first she starred blankly at the offered
handkerchief before accepting it with gratitude. "Please . . . don't cry . . . I'm
sorry . . ." he apologized, finding a current interest in plucking an imaginary
thread off his shirt.
"You don't need to apologize, I was wrong . . . I-"
He shook his head and cut her off, "No, It's Ok really I forgive you" Braving
a small smile in encouragement and was rewarded with a bigger happier
smile.
"Thank you" grinning wider. "How about we call a truce then?" she added
enthusiastically.
"Hai I would love that" granting her a genuine smile.
She beamed, "Great! Let's start over. Hello I'm Tsukino Usagi!" she said
extending her hand.
"Chiba Mamoru" he replied taking her hand in his.
*********
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Chp: 4
Author: Arthen
E-mail: arthen@saiyan.com
Rating: PG-13
Standard disclaimers apply.
AN: At last Chp 4 of IDOL is here! I know I've been mentioning this in all
my Author's notes but THANK YOU SO MUCH to all those who've
reviewed my last chapter! A special thank you goes out to Hull's Huntress for
expressing her eagerness for this chapter of IDOL in her last e-mail ^-^
For those who are interested, I will be holding something similar to a mailing
list where I will be notifying all members of any updates regarding my fics,
and perhaps give you a glimpse to my new story, which I plan on posting
soon.
If anyone's interested in joining plz send me your e-mail address along with
your name to my e-mail (arthen@saiyan.com), or if you are reviewing this
chapter, mention that you would like to be included in the list. ^-^
Not wanting to take anymore of your time.
Happy reading!
*********
His eyes were transfixed at the golden streaks of hair that emerged from the
two round buns, which rested on her head. He met a sense of deja vu, as his
eyes continued to gaze at the mysterious girl who stood before him. Digging
deeper into the recess of his mind for any hint of recognition, but to no avail
found none.
He mentally groaned in frustration when he noted the custom white uniform.
'Another one of them! When do they ever plan on leaving me alone?'
"How do you feel?" Her question penetrating his thoughts. Unwilling to
respond, he diverted his attention towards the covered window. With
practised patience Usagi silently made her way towards his current object of
attention, and pulled up the curtains giving access to the remnant rays of
sunshine to lit the darkened room, before the night claimed the skies.
"It's a lovely evening, don't you agree?" she approached him once again, yet
he continued to ignore her and remain silent. "Very well Chiba-san, I shall
inform Dr.Akagi that you have awaken" she continued slightly peeved at his
lack of response, heading towards the door. "Don't worry, I SHALL return
and work on how to get YOU to co-operate, even if it resolves to using
force!" she added, preventing a smirk from gracing his lips.
'Well see about that Odango Atama!' He challenged silently to himself.
*********
A few minutes later, Usagi entered the room finding Mamoru staring intently
out the window in deep thought. Directing her way towards him, she
carefully placed the tray of food she had carried and placed it on the table,
that was located beside his bed.
"The doctor had instructed that you should have something to eat before I
give you your medication." Her words interrupting his stupor for the second
time that day.
Anticipating his apathetic nature, Usagi lifted a plate of rice and shoved it
into his hands. "In order for you to heal, it's best for you to eat Chiba-san!"
"I'm not hungry" he stated, granting Usagi a response, though not the one she
looked for.
"I advise you to eat, or don't let me resolve to feeding you personally!"
"I'd like to see you try." He smirked challengingly.
'A bit more, and a slight push would definitely send her bursting!', he
contemplated finding pleasure in peeving the odango-ed nurse.
Intent on not losing, Usagi shoved a spoonful of rice towards his face, "Eat!"
she demanded forcefully. He gazed momentarily at the spoon before
snatching it from Usagi's grip and placing it back onto it's plate.
"I said I'm not hungry" he repeated, voicing every word in a manner he
would to a child.
"You surely don't want to die, so it's best if you start eating!" Usagi replied
beginning to see red spots of anger dancing before her eyes.
"I certainly hope to" he sarcastically retorted.
Heaving a big sigh, in an attempt to desperately sooth her raging fury, Usagi
continued through gritted teeth. "I'd appreciate it if you would be a little co-
operative here!!"
"I'd appreciate it if you left me ALONE, Odango Atama!"
By now any attempt at calming her bubbling fury went meaningless, as anger
began to flood her senses with a deep sense of animosity.
"Don't you dare call me THAT ever again!" she screamed with a vengeance.
"I don't think so Odango!" he replied in equal vehemence.
"FINE! See if I ever care, you . . . you ungrateful JERK!"
"Who asked you to?"
"Urgghh . . . . JERK!!"
"Baby!"
"Self cantered pig!"
"Lookie here! Someone's about to cry!" he taunted mockingly.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Why you . . . . . . ." and in an act of anger, Usagi dumped
the contents of the tray on an astonished patient and did not wait a second to
see his reaction. A hard slam echoed against the walls, as an angry Odango
stormed out the room.
Mamoru's shoulder shook, though astoundingly not with anger but with
laughter and eventually his silent chuckles roared into a fit of laughs. Never in
his life has he ever met anyone with such fire, 'She's a feisty one' he thought.
Of all the nurses that tended to him, not one dared to defy him with the
exception of her, never the less none had been able to derive a response from
him.
'It would be fun cooling down the fire for a change.' he contemplated, his
grin widening with the thought.
*********
"Urggghh!! . . . . . He is unbearable!!" Usagi complained, pacing the nurses'
lounge room.
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" Ayumi said in amusement, though held some
sympathy towards her new found friend.
"You're not helping with that 'I-told-you-so' attitude!"
"I'm sorry, but I've never seen you this angry before!" She apologized,
though desperately trying to hide her oncoming chuckles.
"Oh I'm angry alright! And to think there was some hope in him!"
"Does that mean your giving up?" Ayumi queried.
Usagi stopped mid pace at Ayumi's question allowing her words to sink in.
Was she really giving up that easily? Walking towards the big couch and
seating herself beside Ayumi, Usagi faced her with new born determination.
"No, I'm not giving up! I'm determined to break through him, besides if I did
give up, I would only be giving him what he wants!"
*********
A few days later . . . . .
"I don't want to!"
"It's not up to you, I have been given strict orders. And you should remain in
bed, remember what happened the last time!"
"Look Odango, I'm tired of being cooped up here, and having to argue with
you. Make life a little easier and LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"FINE! Do as you wish! I was wrong to actually think there was some hope
in you! Why do I even bother?!"
"Who asked you to? I certainly don't need you to nag after me!"
That was it, she had reached her saturation point, she couldn't take anymore.
She had enough!
Every day was a living hell for Usagi, Mamoru persistently refused to listen
and continued to disobey. Yet, every time she grew more determined and
every time the arguments grew more fierce. All her attempts at breaking
through his barrier were useless, and now she all but agreed at everything and
anything that was said about him.
"You know, I don't have to wonder why your parents ever left you. It's a
good thing they're dead, they never had to see or experience what a horrid
person you truly are!"
Her hands flew to her mouth, instantly regretting her words. She hadn't
meant to be so harsh, yet remembering the hard time he had given her, she
had every right to be angry.
"I guess you're right . . ." he muttered softly. Her words had stung deep, he
too had every right to be angry at her, what did she know to judge him like
that?! But he couldn't, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't, all what she
said was true, right down to the very last word.
His hurt tone made her think twice of what she said, burdening the feel of
guilt, she wanted nothing more than to apologize . . . With much hesitation
she lifted her eyes to meet his . . . Pain and hurt swam in mists of black
beneath the darkened pools of blue . . . all his emotions were reflected in his
eyes; against the stoic face.
She burned at it's intensity, causing tears to weld up in her eyes. Never had
she felt so much pain nor inflicted as much, she had over stepped all her
morals, an action that put her to shame.
"I'm sorry . . . No-one deserves to live without knowing their parents . . . It
wasn't your fault they died . . . I-" she whispered hoarsely, quickly averting
her gaze away, unable to withstand more.
To say the least he was shocked, she never ceased to amaze him . . . . he
appreciated her sincerity but . . . . the tears? She needn't cry . . . for him none
the less . . . It was then did he realise that she was different.
'He must hate me now' she thought, taking his silence as a sign of
unforgiveness, as more tears found their way down her cheek.
"Here" he offered timidly. At first she starred blankly at the offered
handkerchief before accepting it with gratitude. "Please . . . don't cry . . . I'm
sorry . . ." he apologized, finding a current interest in plucking an imaginary
thread off his shirt.
"You don't need to apologize, I was wrong . . . I-"
He shook his head and cut her off, "No, It's Ok really I forgive you" Braving
a small smile in encouragement and was rewarded with a bigger happier
smile.
"Thank you" grinning wider. "How about we call a truce then?" she added
enthusiastically.
"Hai I would love that" granting her a genuine smile.
She beamed, "Great! Let's start over. Hello I'm Tsukino Usagi!" she said
extending her hand.
"Chiba Mamoru" he replied taking her hand in his.
*********
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More reviews = Next Chapter out soon!
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