A Wounded Soul
By: me
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: not mine.
Alternate Universe
Author Notes: damn... I have not written in a long time. A lot has changed
since last time I posted, such as my viewpoints and life. Truthfully, I'm
not into sailor moon at all anymore or even fan fiction itself, but recent
occurrences made me realize that I don't know how to really express myself
in words directly. Oh well.
I'm not too sure if my writing technique improved at all, but either way I
was reading my last couple chapters and it seems to me that I have a long
way to go before I can truly write a good, sturdy story. It's okay, I'm an
artist-not a writer. (
Chapter 3~
An earsplitting headache shot through my head as my eyes fluttered open.
The light above me flashed like a burning flame upon a mere candlestick in
a darkened room. Where was I? Looking around myself, I could see a doctor
hurriedly checking off a list on his wooden clipboard, a plump nurse
skittering around making preparations for new patients, and an extremely
tall man leaning upon the peaceful green walls of the room.
"Mamoru.?"
It was incredible. The man's words amazed me beyond belief. He was hysterical.
"USAGI! Don't you EVER do that to me again! Why didn't you look where you were going? Why? Do you even know what could have HAPPENED to you? Do you!?"
"Ma-"
"-What would I do without you?!"
My mind went blank. What would he do without me? What was that supposed to mean. The guy had a girlfriend; he shouldn't have been saying things like that. Not when he was already tied to someone, someone other than me. I stared wistfully into his shocking eyes. They were dark and quite mysterious. To my surprise, he locked the gaze, and for a few seconds we were in our own little world. Nothing seemed to matter. His next action sent me into jolts of delight and remorse. He rushed to me and held me in a tight embrace.
Oh yes, there was pain. More pain than I ever felt in my entire life. The intense physical part from the recent injuries was nothing compared to this. I didn't want to let go. I wanted to stay in his arms forever and ever. Burying my forehead into the nape of his neck, the tears began to flow. He rocked me back and forth until I started to calm down. Never in a million years did I expect to be so close to him.
We both held each other. Knowing that this was most likely the only chance that I would ever be able to be civil with him, I pulled him closer. He understood. I could tell he did as he drew me closer. The embrace was almost suffocating, but it was what I needed. If one was to take a swift glance at us, it would have been the perfect picture:
Two lovers holding onto one another. the male towering over the childlike woman as she held on with a sense of vulnerability. Each too scared to let go and ruin the perfect moment, each too proud to let out their true feelings.
"I like you, Usagi."
The words finally escaped through his soft, kissable lips. I like you, Usagi. I like you, Usagi. I like you, Usagi. I like you, Usagi. It echoed through my head, sending ripples of bliss down my spine. What was going to happen next?
"Oh really. what kind of like would this be?" That's the way to go, Usagi. Play coy and you won't get hurt.
"What do you mean what kind of like? What other kind can there be?"
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" I giggled.
"Uh. well. I. uh." he was just too cute.
"Damn. What do you mean what kind? Like brotherly?" Brotherly. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces.
"Is... is that what it is?"
"NO. Of course not." It was like in those fantasy movies. Like when a plate smashed to smithereens, but a fairy comes along and with a wave of her wand, the pieces meld together and become a beautiful and whole plate again.
"It's like. it's like the kind of like when you love being with that person. When they aren't around, you miss them. When just hearing the sound of their voice comforts you through the worst nights." he trailed off.
I would never forget this day. Ever.
"I like you too," I said while smiling. "Oh? What kind of like?" Two can play at this game.
"..The same kinda like."
Uh oh. The affection was growing now. That damned affection. This was definitely not supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to fall for Mamoru. Not him.Anyone but him.
Author Notes: Before I wanted to write something like sorry I didn't update or whatever, but I realized that I'm not writing for people to read it. I'm writing for myself. Most of the things that aren't too dramatic in this chapter happened to me recently, so if you think it's corny... Hehe oh well. As I was editing and revising the chapter I realized that my style is different from last year. I don't know if you readers can tell but. NEWAIS, I hope it's because of the fact that I matured through the past few months? I remember talking to my friend the other day, and she told me that time is precious. Everything is temporary, so when you get a chance to experience something new, don't let it pass you by. No one likes to live life with regrets. Life may be the longest thing that you'll ever experience, but it's the shortest thing in the world when you realize how much time you wasted on insignificant things.
"Mamoru.?"
It was incredible. The man's words amazed me beyond belief. He was hysterical.
"USAGI! Don't you EVER do that to me again! Why didn't you look where you were going? Why? Do you even know what could have HAPPENED to you? Do you!?"
"Ma-"
"-What would I do without you?!"
My mind went blank. What would he do without me? What was that supposed to mean. The guy had a girlfriend; he shouldn't have been saying things like that. Not when he was already tied to someone, someone other than me. I stared wistfully into his shocking eyes. They were dark and quite mysterious. To my surprise, he locked the gaze, and for a few seconds we were in our own little world. Nothing seemed to matter. His next action sent me into jolts of delight and remorse. He rushed to me and held me in a tight embrace.
Oh yes, there was pain. More pain than I ever felt in my entire life. The intense physical part from the recent injuries was nothing compared to this. I didn't want to let go. I wanted to stay in his arms forever and ever. Burying my forehead into the nape of his neck, the tears began to flow. He rocked me back and forth until I started to calm down. Never in a million years did I expect to be so close to him.
We both held each other. Knowing that this was most likely the only chance that I would ever be able to be civil with him, I pulled him closer. He understood. I could tell he did as he drew me closer. The embrace was almost suffocating, but it was what I needed. If one was to take a swift glance at us, it would have been the perfect picture:
Two lovers holding onto one another. the male towering over the childlike woman as she held on with a sense of vulnerability. Each too scared to let go and ruin the perfect moment, each too proud to let out their true feelings.
"I like you, Usagi."
The words finally escaped through his soft, kissable lips. I like you, Usagi. I like you, Usagi. I like you, Usagi. I like you, Usagi. It echoed through my head, sending ripples of bliss down my spine. What was going to happen next?
"Oh really. what kind of like would this be?" That's the way to go, Usagi. Play coy and you won't get hurt.
"What do you mean what kind of like? What other kind can there be?"
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" I giggled.
"Uh. well. I. uh." he was just too cute.
"Damn. What do you mean what kind? Like brotherly?" Brotherly. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces.
"Is... is that what it is?"
"NO. Of course not." It was like in those fantasy movies. Like when a plate smashed to smithereens, but a fairy comes along and with a wave of her wand, the pieces meld together and become a beautiful and whole plate again.
"It's like. it's like the kind of like when you love being with that person. When they aren't around, you miss them. When just hearing the sound of their voice comforts you through the worst nights." he trailed off.
I would never forget this day. Ever.
"I like you too," I said while smiling. "Oh? What kind of like?" Two can play at this game.
"..The same kinda like."
Uh oh. The affection was growing now. That damned affection. This was definitely not supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to fall for Mamoru. Not him.Anyone but him.
Author Notes: Before I wanted to write something like sorry I didn't update or whatever, but I realized that I'm not writing for people to read it. I'm writing for myself. Most of the things that aren't too dramatic in this chapter happened to me recently, so if you think it's corny... Hehe oh well. As I was editing and revising the chapter I realized that my style is different from last year. I don't know if you readers can tell but. NEWAIS, I hope it's because of the fact that I matured through the past few months? I remember talking to my friend the other day, and she told me that time is precious. Everything is temporary, so when you get a chance to experience something new, don't let it pass you by. No one likes to live life with regrets. Life may be the longest thing that you'll ever experience, but it's the shortest thing in the world when you realize how much time you wasted on insignificant things.
