KONNICHIWA MINNA! It' me again ::Giggles:: And here's the second apart to 'I'll be home for Christmas' You enjoy now, okay And remember I don't own sailor moon and the next chapter for 'One kiss' is almost done.
Seiya wandered the streets, the cold nipping at him bitterly. It was a while before he found himself standing in front of a white house. He stood there for a moment before he walked up to it and pressed the doorbell.
The door opened, but not to reveal the beautiful blonde haired, blue-eyed girl he was so fond of. Instead a brown haired, brown-eyed boy stood there looking at him strangely.
"If you're selling anything, we don't want it," He said annoyed.
"No, I'm here to see Usagi… is she home?" Seiya asked.
"Maybe, who's asking for her?"
"Seiya," Seiya said, holding in his exasperation.
"Seiya…?" He asked. His eyes were looking Seiya up and down, as if he were sizing him for a fight.
"Kou. Kou Seiya," Seiya responded.
He raised an eyebrow at him, "That rock star? Why do you want to see my sister?" He asked, baring his teeth a little and eyes narrowing at him even more. He was slipping into 'Hyper-active Protective brother mode'.
"Just to talk to her." Seiya responded, standing his ground to the little pest.
"Fine I'll ask her, wait here," He said sourly, leaving the door to go get his sister. Seiya waited for a few more moments before the wonderful blue eyes he missed looked right into his own indigo ones.
"Koban wa, Seiya-kun!" She said cheerily. "Come in!"
"Koban wa, Usagi-chan," Seiya said as he walked into her warm house. In her living room was a large tree, open boxes lay strewn about, and in the background cheery music played. Four rosy cheeked, bright-eyed, adorned with winter apparel, young women popped their heads out.
"Koban wa, minna," Seiya said, smiling. One blonde girl screeched, apparently just as excited to be back early and twice as excited to see Seiya…
"Seiya! You're back!" She ran up and threw her hands about his neck. Seiya frantically tried to get her off as she shot numerous questions at him. "When'd you get back? Are Yaten and Taiki with you? Are you staying for Christmas? Do you know what Christmas is? How was your trip…."
Usagi felt a swift surge of jealousy then helped pry Minako off Seiya. He laughed a little, blushing. "It's good to see you too, Minako-chan."
All the other girls came up and gave him a hug. Seiya noticed Usagi didn't give him a hug, and noted the rather annoyed expression on her face.
"So what are you doing?" He asked Usagi.
"Hm? Oh, we're having a tree decorating party," She replied, not looking him in the eyes.
"A what?" He asked.
"A Christmas tree decorating party! We're gonna decorate Usagi's Christmas tree!" Minako said happily.
"Oh."
"Why don't you join us, Seiya? There's always room for more," Makoto and Ami said. The other two girls nodded, where as Usagi was still jealous of all her friends putting their hands on Seiya… though why she cared she didn't know.
"Yeah, come on, Seiya," All four of them smiled at him, while Usagi slipped off to the kitchen.
She was angry and jealous. They had no right to touch him! Didn't they? Usagi wasn't attracted to him! Not at all… she and Mamoru were just having a little bit of rough water. He still loved her, she still loved him. Besides, Seiya was nothing special. He was only cute… and sweet… and dreamy… and kind… with a good body… and nice… and hot… and-
"Why'd you leave?" A deep voice asked her. Usagi was jolted out of her thoughts. She quickly turned to see Seiya standing against the doorframe.
"I went to go get tea for all of them, we just got back with the tree and I thought they would be cold," Usagi lied. Seiya raised an eyebrow.
"Need some help?" He asked.
"No," She said, turning to the stove, "I'm-" Her voice was cut off as she felt Seiya's arms reach around her for the kettle. She stopped dead and stiffened.
"It's not even warm," He whispered into her ear, his breath tickling her neck.
"Huh?" She asked, half-heartedly.
He pulled away from her and she snapped immediately out of her daze.
"The kettle, it's not warm," he filled it up with water and placed it back on the stove. Usagi swallowed hard, as she went for mugs and tea bags. He was doing this on purpose, she could tell by that glint in his eyes. And he was having a lot of fun doing it too. Well! Usagi could play that game too.
She gently brushed her curves up against his side as she went for a tray to put everything on. Seiya glanced down at her. So she caught on to his game…
Seiya reached around her again, bending down a little to get into a drawer. This time he made sure his lips brushed gently on her neck. He could feel her stiffen and fall back a little before she realized what she was doing.
"Stop that!" She said defiantly.
"Stop what?" Seiya ginned upon her yet again.
"That… that thing you're doing." She pouted.
"What? I'm not doing anything, Usagi," He said in a very convincing voice.
"I…" Usagi blushed and turned away, taking the kettle off the stove.
"Need some help?"
"No." Usagi said sternly.
"Suit your self," He shrugged.
"Hmph!" Usagi walked out of the room, Seiya followed, a smug expression fixed on his face.
The four girls were stringing some strand of silvery, metallic substance around the tree. Rei looked up from the top of the tree and grinned, "So you want a matching tree this year, or a friendly one?"
"I am not having a Martha Stewart tree," Usagi set the tray down, "Made you guys some tea."
"Arigato!" Ami grinned. She was excited, while Usagi and Seiya had been fighting in the kitchen, she'd put up as many bits of mistletoe she could, and it was her mission to get them under one.
"Come now! Let's decorate!" Usagi picked up little mismatched ornaments. She and the other girls explained to Seiya how to decorate a Christmas tree, seeing as he was standing off the side and just watching.
After a few trials and tribulations, the six of them were busily decorating the tree, and five of them were singing Christmas carols.
Seiya felt so wonderful here in their presence… as though he really belonged here. Sure, Usagi and him got into their little quarrels, but who didn't? He looked up at Usagi as she hung an ornament on one of the top branches. She was so beautiful. His eyes fell down her body, tracing her curves… what lovely ornament to add to the tree. The prettiest one there.
"Seiya? Will you please unwrap some more ornaments?" Usagi asked him, bringing him out of his reverie.
"Sure," he said as he walked off to one of the boxes. Usagi smiled happily at him as he placed a few ornaments upon the middle branches of the tree. How she had missed him… he smiled up at her and she blushed in response.
The four girls had all retreated to the kitchen to watch Makoto make some type of Christmas food for them. Usagi stepped down from the stepladder and walked over to him. His eyes were shinning beautifully at her.
"So how has your Christmas been so far?" She asked as he placed a little Popsicle stick ornament, that Shingo had made when he was in first grade, upon the tree.
"Good… Usagi?" He asked.
"Hm?" She asked, drawing her eyes from the tree to his own.
"I… I can't express… or thank you… enough for making me part of your holidays…" He blushed and looked down. Usagi smiled and hugged him.
"Seiya, thank you for being part of my holidays," She took his hand and gave it a little squeeze.
"Usagi! Well? Are you done with the decorating?" Minako poked her head out of the kitchen.
"Hai!" She smiled happily, this part was a bit of a tradition of theirs. All of the girls brought in little treats as she went to the staircase. "Shingo!" She called. Shingo came racing down the steps.
"Well?" He asked. Usagi smiled.
"Come on!" Usagi crawled under the tree as Shingo went to the light switch.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yep!" Came the response. Just then the lights went out and all of the people were coated in pure darkness. Then a second later the tree was lit up with hundreds upon hundreds of lights, shedding the room in multicolor.
Everyone clapped and Usagi took out a small white box from the top shelf of a closet. She looked happily at everyone as she opened the lid and there was a frosted glass, star tree-topper. She handed it to Shingo.
"Your turn this year, little one," He gave her brother a kiss on the cheek and he grinned up at her. He climbed the stepladder and placed the star on the top, like a servant would place a crown on a king. Everyone clapped again.
"Merry Christmas!" Shingo called.
Usagi laughed and gave her brother a hug.
"Merry Christmas!" Everyone replied.
The rest of the night was spent singing (and teaching) Christmas carols, drinking hot chocolate, and happily conversing. Seiya felt so warm inside, as if some one had given him the key to joy. He smiled and laughed, his mind not even wandering once to the world he had left behind.
"Come get some more hot water with me, Seiya," Usagi asked. Seiya got up and followed her into the kitchen where the 'game' had taken place only hours before. The 'game' had been forgotten, and Usagi cared not anymore.
"Merry Christmas," She said to him softly. Christmas really wasn't for another two days, but Usagi didn't care. This was the only time all her friends could get together. Tomorrow Minako had to fly off to Africa for a scene in her new movie. Rei really didn't celebrate Christmas, but always helped at hospitals and shelters around that time to give all people a proper Christmas. Makoto was flying away tomorrow to spend some time with Shinozaki in Osaka. And Ami was helping Rei at the hospitals and shelters tomorrow. And… and who knew when Usagi would see Seiya again?
"Merry Christmas, Usagi," he whispered, eyes falling into her own. She blushed.
"Seiya… I…"
"Yes?" He asked. Usagi looked away.
"I… wanted to tell you that… I… I wanted to thank you," She finished quickly. Seiya gave a start. He had been wishing that she might've told him that she loved him, but that didn't happen.
"Oh…" He smiled, "You're welcome, Usagi."
"Hurry up!" Rei called from the living room. Usagi grabbed the boiling kettle and the two walked out of the kitchen together.
"GOT YOU!" Yelled the four of them.
"Huh?" Usagi looked positively dumbfounded as Ami took the kettle away from her. Seiya looked even worse.
"Look up," Rei said. Usagi glanced up at the ceiling to find…
"NANI!" She yelped.
"What is it?" Seiya asked, looking up at a small bunch of white berries with green leaves. Were they a bad omen of some sort?
"It's called mistletoe," Minako said happily.
"It's an old tradition: If two people get caught under it, they have to kiss," Makoto finished happily.
"Really?" Seiya questioned, eyes smiling down at a blushing Usagi.
"Hai…" She whispered.
"So how should I kiss you?" He asked. "Like this?" One arm slipped around her waist while the other one brought her chin up, so he could gaze into her eyes. Then he bent down and planted a very soft, desirable kiss on her lips, his breath tickling her skin. A bright flash shot at the two and they turned to find that Ami had taken a picture.
"Nani?" they both questioned at the same time. Ami grinned.
"For my scrap book… if I had one!" She laughed.
Usagi seemed to notice that Seiya's arm hadn't quite left her waist. She looked up at him, then blushed and looked back down at the floor. For a moment, it was her every desire wrap herself in his arms and just stay with him.
Slowly she pulled herself from him and smiled weakly into his eyes. "Merry Christmas." She whispered. She knew she couldn't have him… she knew that it was futile to dream for a future, though she wanted it more then anything. She had Mamoru… wherever he was now…
"Merry Christmas…" he whispered back. Him and Shingo stayed off to the side as they watched Usagi and the girls exchange gifts and hug each other and wish them Merry Christmas. Seiya now watched Usagi with intent eyes and often caught her taking a glance up at him. She blushed often and smiled a little too… something that made Seiya feel very warm and loved inside.
After a while the girls left and Seiya noticed it was almost twelve. Shingo was walking up to his room, after saying good night.
Usagi sighed and sat down on the couch, the fire still blazing in the fireplace. Seiya sat next to her and watched the fire with unfocused eyes. His mind was suddenly else where on such a joyous night. Usagi was sitting next to him and their relationship had been confused and tense since their kiss hours earlier. Seiya desperately wanted to kiss her again. He looked down upon her softly.
"Usa?" he whispered. She gave a start and looked up into his indigo eyes.
"Hai?" She asked. Seiya really wasn't sure on how to go about this…
"I… um… it's just…" The clock rang twelve, signaling that it was December 23rd now. Seiya blushed. "Usagi…may I… kiss you… ah-again?" he stumbled over the words fearfully, the thought of rejection like a cold spear in his mind.
Usagi blushed… she wasn't sure what to tell him… of course she wanted him to kiss her again. Usagi couldn't have been happier then when he'd kissed her. He was so gentle and soft, like freshly fallen snow. However… however there was Mamoru and… she loved him.
"No I don't…" She whispered, surprising both herself and Seiya. Seiya looked at her in pure shock. He didn't understand what she was saying. But he let her continue, "I don't love him… I'm not sure if I ever really loved him. Maybe once… but not now… and he doesn't love me…" She whispered.
Seiya sat there watching her with intent eyes.
"Seiya? Will you kiss me?" She asked innocently. Seiya smiled even more. His hands rested lightly on her waist, as he gazed into her eyes. He bent down slightly before his lips brushed lightly once again upon her own. Usagi let herself indulge in the senses he had bestowed upon her. His kiss was soft, but full of desire. She pulled away a little to look into his suddenly magnificent blue eyes.
He traced her lips with his fingertips, as if he could feel the kiss he left there. Usagi blushed as his other hand came from her waist and traced the rest of her delicate face. Seiya paused a moment before he ran his hands down her neck then over her arms. He kissed her softly again before pulling away.
Usagi was now blushing thoroughly, her cheeks as red as some of the bulbs on her tree. Seiya kissed her forehead oh-so gently.
"Is that what you wanted, Usa?" He asked, his hands playing with her lush, golden hair. Usagi leapt forward and buried herself in his intimate arms. She felt so complete in his loving touch. She felt so whole in his arms that were wrapped around her in comfort. Usagi smiled and kissed his cheeks, then placed a gentle kiss on his lips once more.
They stayed there, in each other's embrace, with a different kind of silence around them, a warm silence. It was a long time before it was broken. Seiya looked at Usagi, who seemed to be falling asleep, and touched her shoulder.
"Usagi?"
"Mm?" Came the muffled reply.
"Usagi, it's half past one. I should be getting home now…" He said, as Usagi took her head off his chest to look him in the eyes.
"No," Came her simple response.
"What?" Seiya was confused.
"I said: 'No'. You'll stay here tonight," She said, unwillingly pulling herself from his arms.
"Buh-" Seiya began to protest.
"No. It's too late for you to be wandering the streets. Come on, then," She offered her hand to him and he took it. Usagi gave it a squeeze and led him upstairs.
"Uh, Usagi?" He asked.
As if reading his mind, Usagi looked at him and smiled, "No you aren't sleeping in my room. You'll be in the guest bedroom." She opened a door on her right, and there sat a simply decorated room. "Anyway… Shingo would throw a fit if he knew I was with you until past midnight…"
"Past one," Seiya commented, smiling his lop-sided grin and taking her into his arms again. She sighed contently and rubbed her face into his soft cotton shirt.
"Seiya…" Tears suddenly streaked down Usagi's face. Seiya gave a start as she cried heartily into his chest. "Seiya… you're… back… I can't believe you're back…"
Seiya stood there, holding her in shock. She was crying because he was back. Was it possible that she missed him just as much as he missed her? He kissed her cheeks, feeling the salty tang of tears upon his lips. Usagi looked up at him again.
"Seiya… Fighter… I can't-"
Seiya cut Usagi off, "No, Usa-chan… I am only Seiya." His eyes left her own as she stared at him in disbelief… He let his arms fall from her. Usagi walked into the room and closed the door.
"Nani?" She whispered, her shock still lingering in her voice and eyes.
"I gave up my… feminine part of me…" Seiya blushed briefly and turned away.
"D-Doshite…?" She asked.
"I can't tell you, Usagi…" He pressed his lips together, trying to hold back the pain that was rushing to his eyes, soon to come forward in the form of water.
Usagi wanted to cry even more now. He wouldn't tell her, he was keeping things from her. She wanted to lose her temper and yell and cry and try to express all the pain and confusion she's had to bear for the past year and a half. But she didn't.
She stood there, watching his back as silent tears flowed down her already wet cheeks. They stood there, almost frozen in time, each wrapped in their own thoughts. Seiya back turned around to face her.
"Don't cast me aside, Usagi… please don't forget about me… I came back for you… I want to be with you… don't cast me aside now." Seiya couldn't say anything more. Usagi stood there in shock, an almost pleasurable kind of shock.
She ran to him, and threw herself into his arms. She threw such force into it, that they tumbled onto the bed. She looked down into his eyes as tears slid off her cheeks and onto his. "Don't leave me… don't leave me ever again."
"How can I?" he whispered, drawing her close to him. "I… Love you…"
Usagi sobbed into his chest, too afraid to say I love you back; too confused to say anything. She merely cried again, Seiya comforting her the whole time.
Somehow they had found their way under the covers, and fell asleep from a deep exhaustion.
Seiya awoke with something soft wrapped in his arms. For a moment he believed that everything was a dream. That what he was holding now was the typical pillow, that he always wanted to be Usagi. But with a second look, a second breath, he realized that it was all real, and Usagi was truly in his arms, fast asleep in his embrace.
"Beautiful…" He whispered, drawing Usagi closer and watching her with eyes that almost couldn't believe.
"Mmm… yes… yes, you are," Usagi said, eyes turning up to him. "I was wondering when you would wake."
Seiya blushed, then smiled and brought his lips to her in a gentle kiss. "Good morning, Usa-chan."
She looked up at him, blushing profusely, "Good Morning, Seiya."
He lay his head back on the pillow to look upon her face. He didn't say anything, he didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to be with her. Usagi seemed to feel the same way. She nuzzled her face into his neck and sighed contently.
"Usagi?" he asked.
"Mm?" Came the reply.
"Are you angry at me… for not telling you earlier?"
Usagi thought for a moment, her fingers playing with his delicate raven hair. Then she looked up into his wonderful eyes and shook her head, "Iie… How can I be? It didn't come up in any conversation and we never really had the time to sit down and talk… catch up on old times… and new ones at that. No, Seiya… I cannot be mad at you when you did nothing wrong. But I really want to know is … why? "
"I… I don't know…" Seiya lied. He could tell that Usagi could see right through him, but she said nothing. She sat there, frozen against his chest, thinking about a great many things, and many possible answers.
"Seiya… I can only guess why you did what you did, and my guess is probably as far from the truth as you can get… but… if it's that important for you to keep it secret, then your wish shall be granted," She smiled up at him weakly. Seiya cupped her cheeks and looked deeply into her magnificent eyes.
"I want you to understand, Usagi, that you are the most important person in my life, and I will do anything to protect you," He kissed her forehead, "With or without my powers if I must."
Usagi blushed, but buried herself back into his arms. Seiya kissed the top of her head and they two sat there in a content silence.
"Usagi!" some one was pounding on the door. Usagi pulled away from Seiya and gasped.
"Shingo!" She whispered. "Seiya… I am so sorry… " She cringed as Shingo pounded on the door again.
Seiya sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. He shouldn't have stayed… he shouldn't have stayed… he shouldn't have stayed… That was all that was running through his mind.
Usagi opened the door and was immediately grabbed by a lock of her hair. Shingo pulled her into the hall as Seiya sat there in complete shock. He listened silently to their yelling.
"I can't believe you, Usagi!"
"Oh shut UP, Shingo! I'm seventeen and you are NOT mother!"
"You are my sister, Usagi! How many times have you come home in tears!? How many times has Mamoru hurt you!? I DON'T want to see you go through that again!"
From this comment there was pure silence then Usagi finally spoke.
"Please… Shingo… I trust him…"
"Like you trusted Mamoru?" He hissed.
"He's different!"
"How!"
"He loves me…"
There was an angry slamming of doors and Usagi walked back into the room. Seiya watched her.
"Are you alright?" He asked. She looked up, tears gracing her eyes.
"Hai…" She smoothed her hair where it had been pulled. She looked over at him and blushed. "How… how much did you hear…?"
"I heard it all," Seiya said, pushing off the covers and walking towards her. She blushed, then he took her into his arms and held her tight. He stroked her golden hair and kissed her temples. "Do not be upset, Usagi."
"I…I'm not," she said, blushing, "I just wish he would listen to me sometimes…"
Seiya smoothed her hair and placed a kiss on her forehead. "It's okay… I'm here for you. I'll listen…"
Usagi looked up at him and blushed, "Well… um how about breakfast?"
"Sounds good… I'll cook, why don't you go and change?" Seiya suggested.
Usagi blushed, "Do I look that bad?"
Seiya laughed, "Of course not. Just thought you'd like to change clothes, but if you don't, then maybe…" His lips brushed against her own. Usagi blushed a deeper red, but pressed her lips back to his anyway.
"Mmm," Seiya chuckled. "Your decision then?"
Usagi smiled and ran her fingers down his neck. Then she kissed him again.
"I like that decision," Seiya kissed her again, letting his fingers thread through her silky hair. Usagi nuzzled her face into his throat and sighed contently.
She'd never felt more complete, then when she was in Seiya's arms. She loved Mamoru, but his love for her had long since faded… being away in the states so long must have made him forget what it was like to love her. And now… now Seiya appeared, and everything that Usagi lost seemed to be replaced a million-fold.
Seiya had taken more care of her in one night, then Mamoru had in the past three weeks. He didn't seem to move to fast either. He had only given her gentle kisses, and soft hugs… sure the whole sleeping together thing… but that was a mishap! Mishaps were bound to happen… and not that Usagi minded it anyway…
"You've been quiet for an awfully long time," Seiya said, pulling away a little to look down on her.
"I was just thinking…" Usagi said, taking Seiya's hand and sitting on the bed. Seiya set next to her and smiled inquisitively.
"About what, Usa-chan?" He asked.
"Not much…"
"Oh, you can tell me, Usagi," He said sweetly, trying to get her to speak.
"I thought you were going to make breakfast?" Usagi changed the subject quickly.
Seiya laughed and kissed her cheek, "Alright… Alright… you win, I'll go make breakfast." He stood up and offered his hand to her.
In the hall Usagi and Seiya split; Usagi going to take a quick shower and change, and Seiya going downstairs to make breakfast.
Seiya walked into the kitchen to find Shingo standing there and looking menacingly at him. Seiya wasn't taken aback at all by his behavior. It was typical, but Seiya wasn't going to take any crap from him
"Good Morning," He said as he went to the cupboard.
"Go away," Shingo said angrily.
"I can't, I promised your sister I would make her breakfast."
"You're not wanted here!"
Seiya looked at him angrily, "Listen, I know how you feel! I know what it's like to have some one in love with one of your family, or whom you treat like your family. I know you don't trust me, but let me give you some consolidation: If I ever try to hurt your sister, or I do hurt her in any way –intentionally or not-, then I give you the full right to do whatever you feel will compensate for the matter."
Shingo looked angrily at him for a moment, then held out his hand, "Deal."
Seiya took his hand and shook it once, "So do you accept me? Or will you loathe me for the rest of my sorry existence…?"
"Too early to say…" Shingo said. "Maybe one day I can accept you… but until I see the day, where Usagi is truly happy, then I will loathe you. You and that blasted Mamoru."
"Don't worry, you aren't alone on that 'loathing that blasted Mamoru' deal," Seiya growled, looking towards the window. Shingo looked up, a little surprised.
"You don't care for him too much either?"
"No. Usagi told me stories, when I first met her, about her and Mamoru. She was naïve then and couldn't tell what Mamoru was really doing to her. She's seemed to have matured so much since when I last saw her…"
"Where did you guys go?" Shingo asked suddenly.
"Huh?" Seiya gave a small start.
"Where did the Three Lights go for so long? There wasn't anything in the news…"
Seiya sighed and smiled a little, "Even rock stars can't tolerate the limelight forever."
"I see… well since you're all back… are you gonna get together and sing again… or did your group break up?"
"We never left each other… let's just say they're like the family I never had," Seiya said reading Shingo's confused look. "And maybe… maybe we'll get together and sing again. You never know."
Shingo looked up at him through his sandy brown locks that shaded his eyes. "You confuse me," He said bluntly.
"I do? Well, I'm sorry," Seiya smiled, "But… if you don't mind, I did promise your sister I would make breakfast. You're welcome to join."
"Bah," Shingo grumbled as he sulked from the kitchen. Seiya raised an eyebrow at him and shook his head, as if to say, 'Why do I bother with him?'.
Seiya went quickly about his task, cutting fruits and making pancakes. Within a time limit even he didn't expect, he was done. And so he set off to cleaning up the dishes he had dirtied and was putting them away when he heard a soft voice call his name from the doorway.
"Seiya?"
He turned around to find Usagi standing there. She had her bright blonde hair in two tight French braids on her head, held at the end by red and green ribbons. She wore a long sleeved, deep crimson T-shirt, and bottle green velour jeans. She was barefoot, making Seiya tower over her even more.
Seiya smiled as he put the last plate away, "Usagi?" He asked. Usagi blushed as she stood there looking at him, then at the kitchen table.
"You know that really wasn't really necessary… "
"I said I would cook breakfast, did I not?" Seiya asked, walking over to her. Usagi looked up at him and blushed again.
"This is too much though…"
"I really don't think so," Seiya smiled.
"But, Seiya this-," She was stopped immediately as he popped an apple slice into her mouth, grinning mock malevolently.
"-tastes delicious, I know. I do such a fabulous job."
Usagi bit down into the slice and chewed, then swallowed, while she starred at Seiya with wicked eyes.
"You are-" Seiya popped another slice into her mouth.
"Beautiful and wonderful, I know that too." He was straining so hard to keep from laughing at her face as she chewed again, but this time she didn't speak. She grabbed another slice and shoved it into his mouth. Seiya accepted it willingly and to tease her, he let his lips and just the tip of his tongue brush against her fingertips.
Usagi gave a bit of a start as Seiya grinned at her.
"I hope you choke on that," She said, with a little laugh to her voice.
"Mmm, at least you fed it to me…" Seiya laughed back.
"Seiya… oh forget it! You are impossible," She said laughing again. Seiya took her into his arms and kissed her, tasting the apple from her lips on his.
"You taste sweet though…" He grinned.
"I thought I always did," She chuckled.
They finally sat down to breakfast and talked a little about old times and new ones, and catching up on things that had happened over the past year an a half. Breakfast ended abruptly and Usagi cleaned up, not even bothering with Seiya's complaints about it. After she was done she turned to him.
"Well? Do you want to get back to your apartment?" She asked. Seiya smiled and brought her into his arms.
"I don't want to, but I suppose I should, ne?" He asked, smiling a little.
"Can I walk you home?" Usagi asked.
"You don't have to, Usa," He said, fingering one of her braids.
"But I'd like too," She said quietly as she savored the feel of his arms around her body again. It was something she never wanted to forget.
"Mm, I'd like that too," He offered his hand to her and they walked down the street together in a very warm silence. They said nothing on their way to Seiya's house, yet they didn't need to say anything. This was something surprising to Usagi, for whenever there was a silence between her and Mamoru it always meant bad news… or trouble… or he was just bored with her. Unless… Unless it was a universal rule for all of the male gender. Was Seiya about to tell her something she didn't want to hear?
"Seiya?" She asked, looking up at him. He smiled down at her.
"Hai, Usagi?"
"Is there… something wrong?" She asked nervously.
Seiya gave a start, "Why no. Of course not, why?"
"Because you're so quiet…" she said shyly, looking at the ground.
"That doesn't mean that there's something wrong," Seiya said frankly.
"It did with Mamoru…"
Seiya's adrenaline rose a little at the name, but he calmed down, "Do I look like Mamoru? Do I act like Mamoru?"
"No…"
"Then there's nothing to worry about," Seiya kissed her cheek and they continued onward to Seiya's home.
Usagi was at ease now, she held tightly on to Seiya's hand, afraid he'd leave her if she let go. Seiya smiled at her when they reached his apartment building and kissed her softly good-bye.
A thought sprang into Usagi's head. A brilliant thought. Something she had to do as soon as Seiya left.
"I'll call you later, Okay?" He asked.
Usagi nodded and kissed his cheek, "Okay. Good-bye, Seiya."
"Bye, Usa." He kissed her quickly and softly once more before he went inside.
Usagi watched the door for a moment, touching her lips softly. Then as soon as she gained her thought pattern again, she was off like a lightning bolt to Ami's. She had something Usagi wanted.