Disclaimer: Sailormoon and all its characters do not belong to me. Any
resemblance to any other story is coincidental and not intentional.
This story happened after the senshi defeated Beryl and slightly deviates from the original version.
Chapter 3: Failing
After dinner and another lecture about being on time, Usagi wearily climbed up the stairs. It was only 8:00pm and she still had to have a shower and do her homework. She knew she had to get it all done or she will never change her habits.
"Thank goodness Luna is staying over at Mina's house tonight. I could never handle this with her added lectures as well" sighed Usagi. She entered her bedroom and went straight to get her pyjamas out of her wardrobe. She then left her room, closing the door behind her, eager to have a quick shower and dry her hair again.
She never saw the figure standing outside her window.
***
There was his Usako! Mamoru quickly stood up; careful not to rustle the tree leaves too much to cause suspicion. His heart grew when he saw his love, moving around her bedroom
"She looks so worn out," thought Mamoru, "Why does she look so unhappy.? Can it be true that what happened today really affected her?"
When she left the room, Mamoru sat down again, knowing she will be back before long. He hoped Sailormoon would not call on him tonight. This was one night he could not let go.
***
Usagi returned to her room, her hair damp like the previous time. She rubbed a towel at her, hoping to get rid of most of the water before she started to blow-dry it. Usagi sat down at her vanity table and picked up the hair dryer still on the table from before dinner. She started to dry her hair once again.
As she dried, Usagi thought, "Maybe I should cut my hair. That way Mamoru and all the others can't call me Odango Atama. I can tie my hair up some other way." Usagi smiled. It was a good idea even though her hair would grow back again. "I can keep it short, keep on trimming it every few weeks."
Happy with the thought, she placed down the hair dryer and reached into one of her drawers to get out a pair of scissors. "Now, how long should I have it?"
***
Mamoru looked at his love and saw her playing with her hair. He smiled. Usagi's long hair was a constant thing in his life. Without it, he would never have made fun at her in the beginning and it was one of the things about Usagi that made him smile.
Then he stopped smiling when he saw her holding a pair of scissors up towards her head.
"What is she planning to do?" Mamoru thought.
***
Usagi lifted the scissors, planning to cut her hair so it would just touch her shoulders. She would not have to tie it up anymore. She gathered some of her hair and reassured herself it was the right thing to do.
"Tomorrow will be a new day," Usagi said to no one in particular.
***
"She's cutting her hair?!?" Mamoru startled to find her preparing her hair. "No!"
He stood up quickly, loudly rustling the leaves around him.
***
Usagi quickly turned towards her window, hearing someone say "No!" and then a large movement of leaves.
"Who's there?" Usagi held up her scissors and hair comb as weapons.
A breeze suddenly blew into the room, the gauzy material of her curtains wafted up.
Silence.
"I know you're there. Show your face!" demanded Usagi. "I have weapons."
Silence.
"Scissors and comb, Usagi?" a voice spoke. "Do you think that will stop me?"
"Who are you?" the voice sounded familiar, confusing Usagi.
"Don't you know of me, Usako?" A body came flying through the window and landed in the middle of her room . Usagi caught a glimpse of his face and gasped, "You.! Why are you here?"
"Hello Usagi," greeted Tuxedo Mask, "Long time no see. Not being caught by youmas lately?"
"N.No. Why are you here? Were you spying on me? You pervert!" Usagi threw her comb at him with a surprisingly good aim.
"Hey! Watch it!" A nimble hand reached out and caught the so-called weapon. "I'm here to help you!"
"Yeah right. What is a super hero like Tuxedo Mask doing in my room at nighttime? Looking through my window?" Usagi wrapped her hands around her waist. "If you don't mind, I have a lot of things to do before the night is over."
"You mean, like cutting your hair, Usako?" asked Mamoru. "Why?"
Usagi sat down on her bed, still holding the pair of scissors and her head down. "Why?" Why?! You wouldn't understand why."
Something melted inside Mamoru, "You would be surprised. Try me."
"Let's see, apart from the fact my enemies and even my friends tease me about my hair, calling me Odango Atama, it's like a beacon to youmas." Usagi sarcastically said. "I was thinking if I cut it all off, no one could call me that name ever again. I hate that name!!"
Tuxedo Mask sat down beside her. "Have you told them about your feelings?"
"Have I told them? Have I told them???" Usagi lifted her head and laughed. "Of course I have, but what do they do? They just call me that name even more. And that annoying Mamoru Chiba."
"What about this Chiba guy?" Mamoru was curious about what his love had to say about him.
"What can I say? He's my archenemy! He always teases me! As if I need more people criticising me! I always get criticised and I don't need it from him!" Usagi was really getting agitated now. "It wouldn't be so bad but."
"But what? Tell me, maybe I can help."
"Well, if you promise not to tell anyone."
"Yes, of course." Mamoru meant it when he said that.
"Well, I kinda.kinda." Usagi faltered, as if she was embarrassed.
"Kinda?" prompted Tuxedo Mask.
"I kinda have feelings for him, O.K?" shouted Usagi. She suddenly realised her parents could have heard her so Usagi immediately lowered her voice. "I can't say anymore, my parents will get suspicious. Please leave!" She stood up.
Startled by her admission, Mamoru was surprised by the change in atmosphere. "What? No! Come with me, Usako. It's obvious you need someone to talk to before you do anything drastic."
"No I can't! As I said, I have a lot of things to do before I can go to sleep. I have to finish all my homework so I won't get any detention tomorrow! Tomorrow is the day when I change my ways!
"Change? What do you mean change?" asked Tuxedo Mask.
"What do I mean? I'm going to change everything. I won't be late anymore, I will study hard and get good marks in school and I won't be lazy and I . "
"Wait." He placed his hand on her arm, immediately stopping her tirade of changes. "Come with me. We can talk without having your parents overhearing us. Please."
Usagi looked at him. She guessed it wouldn't matter if she went for a little while. She really did need someone to talk to and she had already told Tuxedo Mask a lot so far.
"O.K. But let me get my gown." They both looked down and saw her bunny- covered pyjamas.
"Alright." He waited while she put on a pink gown and lifted her into his arms.
Usagi gasped. "What are you doing?"
"This is the quickest way of getting around without someone seeing us. Don't worry, I won't drop you"
Usagi wasn't worried about getting dropped. It felt wonderful. She felt secure in his arms and started to cuddle down next to his somehow very familiar chest.
She never saw the soft look in Mamoru's eyes as he looked down on her while flying through the streets of Tokyo.
***
Where will they go? How will Mamoru react to Usagi's confession? NEXT CHAPTER: WEAKNESS
This story happened after the senshi defeated Beryl and slightly deviates from the original version.
Chapter 3: Failing
After dinner and another lecture about being on time, Usagi wearily climbed up the stairs. It was only 8:00pm and she still had to have a shower and do her homework. She knew she had to get it all done or she will never change her habits.
"Thank goodness Luna is staying over at Mina's house tonight. I could never handle this with her added lectures as well" sighed Usagi. She entered her bedroom and went straight to get her pyjamas out of her wardrobe. She then left her room, closing the door behind her, eager to have a quick shower and dry her hair again.
She never saw the figure standing outside her window.
***
There was his Usako! Mamoru quickly stood up; careful not to rustle the tree leaves too much to cause suspicion. His heart grew when he saw his love, moving around her bedroom
"She looks so worn out," thought Mamoru, "Why does she look so unhappy.? Can it be true that what happened today really affected her?"
When she left the room, Mamoru sat down again, knowing she will be back before long. He hoped Sailormoon would not call on him tonight. This was one night he could not let go.
***
Usagi returned to her room, her hair damp like the previous time. She rubbed a towel at her, hoping to get rid of most of the water before she started to blow-dry it. Usagi sat down at her vanity table and picked up the hair dryer still on the table from before dinner. She started to dry her hair once again.
As she dried, Usagi thought, "Maybe I should cut my hair. That way Mamoru and all the others can't call me Odango Atama. I can tie my hair up some other way." Usagi smiled. It was a good idea even though her hair would grow back again. "I can keep it short, keep on trimming it every few weeks."
Happy with the thought, she placed down the hair dryer and reached into one of her drawers to get out a pair of scissors. "Now, how long should I have it?"
***
Mamoru looked at his love and saw her playing with her hair. He smiled. Usagi's long hair was a constant thing in his life. Without it, he would never have made fun at her in the beginning and it was one of the things about Usagi that made him smile.
Then he stopped smiling when he saw her holding a pair of scissors up towards her head.
"What is she planning to do?" Mamoru thought.
***
Usagi lifted the scissors, planning to cut her hair so it would just touch her shoulders. She would not have to tie it up anymore. She gathered some of her hair and reassured herself it was the right thing to do.
"Tomorrow will be a new day," Usagi said to no one in particular.
***
"She's cutting her hair?!?" Mamoru startled to find her preparing her hair. "No!"
He stood up quickly, loudly rustling the leaves around him.
***
Usagi quickly turned towards her window, hearing someone say "No!" and then a large movement of leaves.
"Who's there?" Usagi held up her scissors and hair comb as weapons.
A breeze suddenly blew into the room, the gauzy material of her curtains wafted up.
Silence.
"I know you're there. Show your face!" demanded Usagi. "I have weapons."
Silence.
"Scissors and comb, Usagi?" a voice spoke. "Do you think that will stop me?"
"Who are you?" the voice sounded familiar, confusing Usagi.
"Don't you know of me, Usako?" A body came flying through the window and landed in the middle of her room . Usagi caught a glimpse of his face and gasped, "You.! Why are you here?"
"Hello Usagi," greeted Tuxedo Mask, "Long time no see. Not being caught by youmas lately?"
"N.No. Why are you here? Were you spying on me? You pervert!" Usagi threw her comb at him with a surprisingly good aim.
"Hey! Watch it!" A nimble hand reached out and caught the so-called weapon. "I'm here to help you!"
"Yeah right. What is a super hero like Tuxedo Mask doing in my room at nighttime? Looking through my window?" Usagi wrapped her hands around her waist. "If you don't mind, I have a lot of things to do before the night is over."
"You mean, like cutting your hair, Usako?" asked Mamoru. "Why?"
Usagi sat down on her bed, still holding the pair of scissors and her head down. "Why?" Why?! You wouldn't understand why."
Something melted inside Mamoru, "You would be surprised. Try me."
"Let's see, apart from the fact my enemies and even my friends tease me about my hair, calling me Odango Atama, it's like a beacon to youmas." Usagi sarcastically said. "I was thinking if I cut it all off, no one could call me that name ever again. I hate that name!!"
Tuxedo Mask sat down beside her. "Have you told them about your feelings?"
"Have I told them? Have I told them???" Usagi lifted her head and laughed. "Of course I have, but what do they do? They just call me that name even more. And that annoying Mamoru Chiba."
"What about this Chiba guy?" Mamoru was curious about what his love had to say about him.
"What can I say? He's my archenemy! He always teases me! As if I need more people criticising me! I always get criticised and I don't need it from him!" Usagi was really getting agitated now. "It wouldn't be so bad but."
"But what? Tell me, maybe I can help."
"Well, if you promise not to tell anyone."
"Yes, of course." Mamoru meant it when he said that.
"Well, I kinda.kinda." Usagi faltered, as if she was embarrassed.
"Kinda?" prompted Tuxedo Mask.
"I kinda have feelings for him, O.K?" shouted Usagi. She suddenly realised her parents could have heard her so Usagi immediately lowered her voice. "I can't say anymore, my parents will get suspicious. Please leave!" She stood up.
Startled by her admission, Mamoru was surprised by the change in atmosphere. "What? No! Come with me, Usako. It's obvious you need someone to talk to before you do anything drastic."
"No I can't! As I said, I have a lot of things to do before I can go to sleep. I have to finish all my homework so I won't get any detention tomorrow! Tomorrow is the day when I change my ways!
"Change? What do you mean change?" asked Tuxedo Mask.
"What do I mean? I'm going to change everything. I won't be late anymore, I will study hard and get good marks in school and I won't be lazy and I . "
"Wait." He placed his hand on her arm, immediately stopping her tirade of changes. "Come with me. We can talk without having your parents overhearing us. Please."
Usagi looked at him. She guessed it wouldn't matter if she went for a little while. She really did need someone to talk to and she had already told Tuxedo Mask a lot so far.
"O.K. But let me get my gown." They both looked down and saw her bunny- covered pyjamas.
"Alright." He waited while she put on a pink gown and lifted her into his arms.
Usagi gasped. "What are you doing?"
"This is the quickest way of getting around without someone seeing us. Don't worry, I won't drop you"
Usagi wasn't worried about getting dropped. It felt wonderful. She felt secure in his arms and started to cuddle down next to his somehow very familiar chest.
She never saw the soft look in Mamoru's eyes as he looked down on her while flying through the streets of Tokyo.
***
Where will they go? How will Mamoru react to Usagi's confession? NEXT CHAPTER: WEAKNESS