~*Give Me Tonight*~
A Seiya-Usagi fanfiction
by Abigail
[abbeyl@hotmail.com]
[http://starsmakenai.cjb.net]
--Sailormoon & all related characters are copyright of Naoko Takeuchi, Toei, Kodansha, and all those other people--
--Part 4--
Usagi turned and walked into the other room. She sat on the sofa and took a bite from a rice ball. Was it her
imagination, or was there something...different about Seiya? It seemed like he was quieter, like he had taken on
a more thoughtful mood. He didn't show it, but if she looked closely between the smiles... "Usagi, you're crazy.
Seiya is Seiya!" she told herself, and shoved the rest of the rice ball in her mouth.
In the kitchen Seiya picked up the pickles and pieces of glass, all the while wondering what he was doing.
He should spend the rest of the day with her and say nothing. Why risk a perfect friendship over something that
could never be? But he couldn't go home doubting, even if she laughed in his face. Sweet, sweet Odango would
never do that, however. More than likely she would cry those tears of pity. Was he a fool? He knew her answer
already, didn't he?
Seiya dropped the piece of glass he held and a red bead of blood appeared on his finger. He glanced up to
see Usagi standing in the doorway in her white terry robe.
"Oh, Seiya," she came to his side, "you cut yourself too? Terrible glass! It's just a small cut, though.
Let me see." She took his injured finger and put it in her mouth.
The warmth of her mouth... Seiya pulled his finger away, blushing a bit. "It's fine," he mumbled.
Together they cleaned up the broken jar and the pickles, and wiped up every trace of the juice until the
floor was spotless again. Usagi snagged a box of crackers and they headed out to the sofa. She offered him the
crackers and he nibbled a few, but Usagi did most of the eating.
Seiya watched her pop yet another cracker into her mouth. "Odango... what I was saying in the park, before
you fell in..." One more cracker disappeared and she licked the salt from her fingers. "Well, Odango, what I
wanted to ask... I know how you feel about your boyfriend, but... what do you think of me?"
She looked at him, and her eyes were evidence that she was surprised by the question. "Seiya, I couldn't
ask for a better friend. You've always been there when I needed you."
"Yes, but what about your feelings, Odango? You can't say that when we first met, or later on, not once did
you feel anything for me?"
"I have Mamo-chan," she said softly, looking down at her hands in her lap.
"But, Odango, I know a small part of you..."
The tears began to form in her eyes. "Oh, Seiya... I wish I could love two people. I can't. My heart
belongs to someone else."
"But don't you know what it's like to be alone with the stars and to look up at the heavens? There are a
million stars, Odango, but your mind can only focus on one of them. That one star, that shines, that stands out
among all the rest. And your heart just wants to fly away like a butterfly and get lost in its warm light. But the
distance is like a cage, Odango. Even when we're close, the distance is wide as the galaxy. And no matter how hard
I try or how far I run, I can't reach it. It's like reaching for that star, but I can't touch you unless you come
to me. Can't you understand how I feel, Odango?"
"I - I don't know..." she whispered. Her hands tightened in her lap, and she didn't look up. Salty drops
wet her hands.
"I've been so alone for a year, Odango. I feel like I'm going to go crazy." He could feel his emotions
becoming more agitated. "And I feel like if I can't have you, I will... I'll..." Her long golden hair had fallen
over her shoulder, and a few strands were in her mouth. He reached out his hand to brush them away. She backed away
from his hand.
Seiya felt horrible. What had he done? This sweet, loving creature - he had promised always to protect her,
and now he had frightened her. What kind of person was he? This had been a terrible mistake. Seiya stood to leave.
"Seiya, I'm sorry, can you ever forgive me?"
"No, don't say that! It's me who needs forgiving. I'm sorry, Odango, I should never have come here. I was
wrong. I'll go now. All the luck with your boyfriend."
"Wait!" As he turned away, she caught his wrist in her hand.
Seiya looked back, confused. Those tears in her eyes were threatening to undo him.
"I don't want this to be the way we say good-bye," she said.
He brushed the hair from her face, and she didn't pull away this time. "Then... do this one favor for me."
She nodded. She trusted him so completely, Seiya felt almost guilty for what he was about to ask.
"Let me be yours, for one night."
"What?" The confusion swum in her eyes.
His hands closed around hers. "For tonight, let me love you. That's all I ask. Then tomorrow I'll go away
and you won't have to see me or think about me again."
"No, Seiya, don't go..." she said, her voice little more than a whimper.
"You're so naïve, Odango." His fingers traced her jawline. "Will you?"
A tear spilled over her cheek; she looked down. "Seiya..." Her emotions were so confusing. She loved Mamo-chan,
but this feeling she felt for Seiya... she didn't understand it. What was she to do?
He lifted her chin so their eyes met. "A promise..."
*If I ever asked you anything, you would do it, wouldn't you? A favor, I mean.* She'd given him that promise,
a covenant between friends. The way he looked at her, it almost frightened her. His eyes - so sad and empty. Seiya,
what's happened to you? She didn't know what to answer.
Finally he dropped his hand. "It's okay, Odango, I understand."
But Usagi caught it in hers. She nodded. "A promise."
Usagi gasped as Seiya suddenly caught her up in his arms and twirled her around several times. He set her
down again. "Thank you." He was smiling.
"Did you want the last rice ball, or shall I take it to the kitchen?" He picked up the plate.
"No thanks, I'm full," Usagi smiled. She stood beside the sofa with her hands clasped in front of her.
Seiya headed to the kitchen. "I'm sure your boyfriend would have a fit if he came back and found his
apartment a mess."
Usagi giggled. That was true. Mamoru would have a fit.
A few minutes later Seiya came back carrying a bottle of wine and two regular kitchen glasses. He held up
the bottle. "I found this in the cupboard. He doesn't seem to have any proper wine glasses, though. These'll have
to do. I know we're both only eighteen, but I won't tell if you won't." Seiya winked.
Usagi held a glass as Seiya filled it. "Mamo-chan never told me he kept wine at his apartment."
"What a selfish guy, to keep this all to himself. I'd dump him if I were you," Seiya teased, or was he
teasing? He filled his own glass. "But enough about him. What shall we toast to?"
There was an awkward silence as both tried to think of an appropriate toast. Finally Usagi raised her
glass. "To Ferris Wheels!"
"Ferris Wheels?" Seiya cocked an eyebrow. "You're strange, Odango. Alright, to Ferris Wheels."
There was a tiny clink as their glasses touched, and they both brought the wine to their lips. Usagi drained
hers within a few minutes and Seiya refilled her glass. Seiya drank more slowly and Usagi watched him through quick
glances. He caught her eyes once and a crooked smile crept across his face. Usagi giggled in spite of herself,
hiding her smile behind the glass raised to her lips.
"What are you laughing at?" Seiya asked, amused. Usagi shook her head, the smile still pasted on her face, and
she proceeded to swallow the remaining contents of her glass. She looked at Seiya. "Wine... romantic... with two
people... It's a perfect setting, isn't it?"
"Not entirely perfect." Seiya set his glass down on the coffee table.
"No?"
"No. For one thing, this room is far too bright." With that, he switched off the lamp and the room became
dim. He walked to the door and turned the lock in one swift movement. The click of the lock sent Usagi's heart
pounding. Her hands were suddenly sweaty; the room seemed to sway, or was that the wine creeping into her brain?
Seiya took her empty glass from her hands and set it beside his. He faced her.
"Now it's perfect."