Hey! I'm baaaaaaack! Depending on the response to the first chapter I sent out I might not send this chapter out. So, if you're reading this then you all liked the start of the story and I'll be putting out at least one chapter every 2-3 weeks. Enjoy!
-Adrianne
********TO GO PLEASE**********
Author : Adrianne
Rating : PG
E-mail : jluv_angel06@hotmail.com
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CHAPTER 2: RELEASE
Within my skull, my brain pounded wildly, pleading for the disturbing noises to cease. My breaths came in short gasps and I felt my hands moisten with clammy perspiration.
I was suffocating...I had to get out of here, but there was no exit...no escape from this constant torture.
"What happened?"
"Was he hot?"
"Did you talk to him?"
"How was he from *behind*?"
"MINAKO!"
"What?"
I placed a hand over my forehead and let an exasperated sigh flow out. At this rate they'd never stop their barrage of questions. 'Thanks a lot, Usagi-chan.' I sent a heated glare towards the giggling blonde and if she registered it at all, her only reaction was to join in their marathon of questions.
"Come ON, Ami-chan! If there hadn't been a counter between the two of you, you would have pounced on him in two seconds flat!"
'Ugh, that stupid "knowing" look again. I ought to smack it right off that smug little face.' The minute we entered the temple she dropped the drinks on the table and proceeded to blab the entire scene to our friends. Not to mention the fact that she completely EXAGGERATED half the story.
"You guys, please. Nothing happened. Let's just get down to buisness."
Oh, count on trusty ole' Minako to extinguish that idea.
"What business? There haven't been any attacks for months now. C'mon, Ames! Tell us allll about it."
She got me. Damn it all.
I stubbornly clamped my mouth closed and pretended to read the writing on my paper cup filled with a now luke warm espresso while trying desperately to smother the feelings that arose when they mentioned 'him'.
It had been so long since I'd gotten that 'mushy-gushy' feeling in my stomach--not since...
Besides, it was far too soon to start any beginning of a relationship. My heart was too raw. It couldn't handle another blow.
"OK, guys, give it up. You know how stubborn Ami can be. How about some brownies?"
'Thank you, Makoto-chan.'
At the sight of the decadent treats, Usagi pounced upon the table with a low growl, launching two mochas into mid-air.
Sputtering beneath the avalanche of steaming liquid, Rei's face turned a shade of crimson I'd never thought possible on a human.
"Usagi-baka!"
Usagi sheepishly mumbled an apology to our fire-breathing companion while munching on a half-eaten treat.
Pillow in hand, Rei swatted at her full-force knocking the tray of brownies to the wooden floor.
Usagi could barely suppress her tears at the loss of the sweets.
"Rei-chan, you have crossed the line this time! You can call me names, make fun of my eating habits, rant and rave at me allll you want, but when you *harm*-my-brownies," her voice faded to a low whisper, "it-gets-PERSONAL." With that she leaped over the table, landing atop her raven-haired friend and beginning an intense pillow-fight, her passionate rage dissolving into a fit of giggles.
I was relieved to have the attention drawn away from me, and the rest of us didn't waste any time in joining in the fight. It was quite fun, actually, and left my spirits lifted a notch or two. As we departed Rei's temple--after cleaning up all the down, of course--I said my goodbye's and turned to head in the direction of my apartment.
The cool night air soothed my lungs and sent comforting chills down my spine.
My thoughts drifted to the image in my bedroom--the prisoner of the picture frame. I had to let him go. Tonight I would take him out and throw him away...forever. The thought of ridding myself of him made my heart contract with pain.
I would never forget the day he left me.
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"Aishiteru, Ami-chan." His lips released the words in a soft whisper almost sounding like he was saying goodbye, and I let them hang in the air for a few moments before I replied.
"Aishiteru, Urawa-chan, so much." I gazed into his endless gray-blue eyes and allowed my heart to open up to his probing emotions.
We shared a kiss so sweet that night that to remember it is like twirling in the center of a light drizzling rainfall followed by a soft rainbow. He was my rainbow.
Never had I opened my heart to a man before. I believed I would never love a man again because there would be no need. He would always be there.
But I was wrong. I was a fool. I was so naive to love.
That same night, my drizzling rainfall morphed into a horrendous hurricane of despair in an instant. I felt as if I were drowning in the turbulence of the raw emotions of grief I was feeling and there was no life-raft to save me. He was my life-raft and he turned away.
"Ami-chan..." He paused for a thoughtful second and began again. "Ami-chan, I can't be with you anymore." The words lingered over my heart for a while before plunging into it with daggers, ripping deep to the center. I'll never forget the pain as each word cut into my being.
I was dumbfounded--completely unaware of what was happening.
"Urawa? Wh-what do you mean?" My eyes held the innocence of a child, pleading for him to tell me he was just kidding. I begged the heavens above to shed their light on this moment, but they turned on me as well.
"I mean...I can't be with you. I can't love you. If I do...it will only cause you pain."
"What do you *mean* it will cause me pain for you to love me? Loving you is the greatest feeling I have ever known. How can you *say* that to me?" My voice rose with each word. I didn't understand anything he was saying.
"Listen to me...please." He pleaded with me. I could no longer speak so if I wished to decline his wishes I could not do so.
"If I love you...eventually we will both get hurt. My powers...they aren't as great as they seem. I can't tell you why now. I am so sorry, Ami-chan. If I could change my life in order to be with you I would. I would give anything not to do what I am doing, but I can't. I can't bear to see you in pain."
I found my voice again and spoke harshly, "Urawa...if you think that leaving me--"
"I have to go...Ami-san,"
Were these the same eyes I'd grown to love? Were they staring blankly through my own? They couldn't possibly be...but....
'Ami-san...'
Before my nerves could transmit instructions to my vocal chords to speak again, he was gone. His shadow lingered beneath a street lamp, and slowly melted away in the night.
That was the day that Urawa left me. 'Were the fates that cruel?' I had thought as I stood there alone.
Unlike Usagi and Mamoru's break ups there would be no rejoining after realizing it was some trick of the mind. He had truly left me--never to return--I could feel it in my soul.
My locked knees gave in to the reeling pain that gripped my insides, and I collapsed, shaking with sobs only a broken heart could weep. I felt my heart crack and litter my soul with shards of red...shards of love...the love I had given so completely to him.
Lying there, broken and sobbing uncontrollably, was where Usagi found me. She gathered me in her protective arms and rocked me like a child. I could not feel anything anymore. A place where I would have once found warmth now seemed hollow and cold. She let me cry for a while before helping me stand and leading me into her home, not too far from the place where I stood.
As we passed the foyer and trudged heavily up the stairs, I gazed at the carpeted floor as my mind replayed the events that took place minutes before.
Usagi opened her door and guided me to her bed. As she moved to close it again, my eyes fell upon a picture of Mamoru and her. They looked so happy--so in love. I had to restrain myself from throwing it out the open window. My heart screamed deafeningly with pain and I doubled over on her bed.
I felt her warm hands soothe back my hair gently, as a mother would do, softly hushing me with her fluid movements.
Moisture that did not stem from my hollow eyes dampened my shoulders. My hair was sopping wet. Had it been raining? Usagi handed me a warm towel, gesturing to her bathroom. I blankly stared at the door, suddenly forgetting how to approach it. With a shake of my head, I gathered myself and disappeared behind it.
Avoiding the mirror, I dried my damp hair and neck. Usagi knocked and slipped a pair of her pajamas in to me.
Once I emerged, she had already changed and was sitting at her desk. She patted her bed. As soon as my head, heavy with jumbled thoughts, landed deftly on her pillow, I fell prisoner to an uneasy sleep.
When I awoke it was midnight and I was wrapped in her bed linens. Despite the warmth of my position, my insides were frozen and I shivered uncontrollably.
My ears registered the soft snoring of Usagi on the floor beneath me and I decided to enter the land of slumber once again...where I could no longer feel the pain.
Astonishingly, I slept dreamlessly for the remainder of that night. As my eyes cracked open the following morning they strained from the incoming sun's rays. 'Maybe it was all a dream.'
But it wasn't. I was still in the bunny sheets. I could hear Usagi in the bathroom washing. I gazed at the clock. It was about noon now and I was startled that I slept so deeply.
The bathroom door opened and her form entered the room.
"Good-morning, Ami-chan. How do you feel?"
I found my voice and muttered a weak 'I'm fine.'
"Do you want to talk about it?"
As much as my mind pled with me not to make it remember his stinging words, I felt the need to vent to someone who would understand the pain of losing a love.
"H-he...left me." The words seemed so foreign...like they didn't belong to me.
Her silence urged me to go on and I hugged a pillow to my chest.
"Last night...he told me he loved me and he left...Urawa."
I felt the tear slip down my cheek and didn't bother to wipe it away.
"Oh, Ami." I felt her arms wrap around my body tightly and I hugged her back, weeping openly into her embrace.
After I calmed myself again I let the scene flow out of my mouth without pause for tears. There were none left to cry at the moment.
She was empathetic to my pain and did the best she could to comfort me with words.
"You will get through this, Ami-chan. I know you will. You are one of the most emotionally strong people I know. Time will heal your pain." She cupped her hands on my face as she spoke.
Something in her cerulean eyes made me believe her...I would heal. Time would heal my broken heart.
I had never been more grateful for Usagi coming into my life than at that very moment.
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It's been a few months since that fateful day and I can feel the bandages of time tending to the wounds of my soul.
'Please, hurry. I don't want this pain anymore.' I urged it each time I felt a twist from rembering his voice...his face...his soul.
I pushed the door open and walked into my mother's and my apartment. She wasn't home yet, thankfully. It would be a lot harder to complete the task at hand if she was here to inquire about it.
Taking my time, I let my feet guide me to my room. Not bothering to take off my coat, I lifted the frame from it's resting place on my dresser-- the prisoner...Urawa. He looked so handsome in the summer sun. I remembered taking that photo on one of our dates to the mountains. We curled up under the shade of a massive tree and he held me in his arms as if I were the most fragile thing in the universe. I longed for his touch...his love.
Shaking myself of the memory, I ripped out his picture and walked out of my room to the living room. My hand struck a match and released it into the fireplace, its flames hungrily devouring the wood. I watched with steady eyes as the wood was engulfed in flames before picking up his picture once again.
I glanced from it to the now roaring fire and stopped my arm in mid-toss.
I couldn't do it. I just couldn't let him go. As much as I thought of all the pain he inflicted on me, I couldn't forget his words telling me that he had to do it...for my protection. He did love me.
I would move on from him, but I could never forget his love and my love for him. He would always stay in my heart, beneath the busy reconstruction.
My body curled up in a tight ball and I just rocked back-and-forth. Not one tear shed as I let him go from myself. 'Good luck in life, Urawa...I will never forget you.'
Now that I've let him go I feel relieved of a heavy weight. I can move on with my life. I *will* move on with my life. I thought these words as I tucked his photo into a corner of my closet along with an old set of books from ages before. Soon, I would remove them from their places to be forgotten forever--when I was ready.
I heard the front door slid open and sighed. My mother's glowing, yet tired, face popped through my doorway a few moments later. She held up a rented video and nodded to the living room. I rose and silently ignored her raised hand holding the tape.
As I enveloped her in a tight embrace, I could feel as her shaky hand came to rest lightly upon my back, and her released breath blow over the top of my bent head softly.
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Well? How'd I do? hehe..
hope you all liked that chapter!
I'll be writing more soon! Ami's gonna
have another encounter with 'him'. heh heh heh
ja ne!
-Adrial
-Adrianne
********TO GO PLEASE**********
Author : Adrianne
Rating : PG
E-mail : jluv_angel06@hotmail.com
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CHAPTER 2: RELEASE
Within my skull, my brain pounded wildly, pleading for the disturbing noises to cease. My breaths came in short gasps and I felt my hands moisten with clammy perspiration.
I was suffocating...I had to get out of here, but there was no exit...no escape from this constant torture.
"What happened?"
"Was he hot?"
"Did you talk to him?"
"How was he from *behind*?"
"MINAKO!"
"What?"
I placed a hand over my forehead and let an exasperated sigh flow out. At this rate they'd never stop their barrage of questions. 'Thanks a lot, Usagi-chan.' I sent a heated glare towards the giggling blonde and if she registered it at all, her only reaction was to join in their marathon of questions.
"Come ON, Ami-chan! If there hadn't been a counter between the two of you, you would have pounced on him in two seconds flat!"
'Ugh, that stupid "knowing" look again. I ought to smack it right off that smug little face.' The minute we entered the temple she dropped the drinks on the table and proceeded to blab the entire scene to our friends. Not to mention the fact that she completely EXAGGERATED half the story.
"You guys, please. Nothing happened. Let's just get down to buisness."
Oh, count on trusty ole' Minako to extinguish that idea.
"What business? There haven't been any attacks for months now. C'mon, Ames! Tell us allll about it."
She got me. Damn it all.
I stubbornly clamped my mouth closed and pretended to read the writing on my paper cup filled with a now luke warm espresso while trying desperately to smother the feelings that arose when they mentioned 'him'.
It had been so long since I'd gotten that 'mushy-gushy' feeling in my stomach--not since...
Besides, it was far too soon to start any beginning of a relationship. My heart was too raw. It couldn't handle another blow.
"OK, guys, give it up. You know how stubborn Ami can be. How about some brownies?"
'Thank you, Makoto-chan.'
At the sight of the decadent treats, Usagi pounced upon the table with a low growl, launching two mochas into mid-air.
Sputtering beneath the avalanche of steaming liquid, Rei's face turned a shade of crimson I'd never thought possible on a human.
"Usagi-baka!"
Usagi sheepishly mumbled an apology to our fire-breathing companion while munching on a half-eaten treat.
Pillow in hand, Rei swatted at her full-force knocking the tray of brownies to the wooden floor.
Usagi could barely suppress her tears at the loss of the sweets.
"Rei-chan, you have crossed the line this time! You can call me names, make fun of my eating habits, rant and rave at me allll you want, but when you *harm*-my-brownies," her voice faded to a low whisper, "it-gets-PERSONAL." With that she leaped over the table, landing atop her raven-haired friend and beginning an intense pillow-fight, her passionate rage dissolving into a fit of giggles.
I was relieved to have the attention drawn away from me, and the rest of us didn't waste any time in joining in the fight. It was quite fun, actually, and left my spirits lifted a notch or two. As we departed Rei's temple--after cleaning up all the down, of course--I said my goodbye's and turned to head in the direction of my apartment.
The cool night air soothed my lungs and sent comforting chills down my spine.
My thoughts drifted to the image in my bedroom--the prisoner of the picture frame. I had to let him go. Tonight I would take him out and throw him away...forever. The thought of ridding myself of him made my heart contract with pain.
I would never forget the day he left me.
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"Aishiteru, Ami-chan." His lips released the words in a soft whisper almost sounding like he was saying goodbye, and I let them hang in the air for a few moments before I replied.
"Aishiteru, Urawa-chan, so much." I gazed into his endless gray-blue eyes and allowed my heart to open up to his probing emotions.
We shared a kiss so sweet that night that to remember it is like twirling in the center of a light drizzling rainfall followed by a soft rainbow. He was my rainbow.
Never had I opened my heart to a man before. I believed I would never love a man again because there would be no need. He would always be there.
But I was wrong. I was a fool. I was so naive to love.
That same night, my drizzling rainfall morphed into a horrendous hurricane of despair in an instant. I felt as if I were drowning in the turbulence of the raw emotions of grief I was feeling and there was no life-raft to save me. He was my life-raft and he turned away.
"Ami-chan..." He paused for a thoughtful second and began again. "Ami-chan, I can't be with you anymore." The words lingered over my heart for a while before plunging into it with daggers, ripping deep to the center. I'll never forget the pain as each word cut into my being.
I was dumbfounded--completely unaware of what was happening.
"Urawa? Wh-what do you mean?" My eyes held the innocence of a child, pleading for him to tell me he was just kidding. I begged the heavens above to shed their light on this moment, but they turned on me as well.
"I mean...I can't be with you. I can't love you. If I do...it will only cause you pain."
"What do you *mean* it will cause me pain for you to love me? Loving you is the greatest feeling I have ever known. How can you *say* that to me?" My voice rose with each word. I didn't understand anything he was saying.
"Listen to me...please." He pleaded with me. I could no longer speak so if I wished to decline his wishes I could not do so.
"If I love you...eventually we will both get hurt. My powers...they aren't as great as they seem. I can't tell you why now. I am so sorry, Ami-chan. If I could change my life in order to be with you I would. I would give anything not to do what I am doing, but I can't. I can't bear to see you in pain."
I found my voice again and spoke harshly, "Urawa...if you think that leaving me--"
"I have to go...Ami-san,"
Were these the same eyes I'd grown to love? Were they staring blankly through my own? They couldn't possibly be...but....
'Ami-san...'
Before my nerves could transmit instructions to my vocal chords to speak again, he was gone. His shadow lingered beneath a street lamp, and slowly melted away in the night.
That was the day that Urawa left me. 'Were the fates that cruel?' I had thought as I stood there alone.
Unlike Usagi and Mamoru's break ups there would be no rejoining after realizing it was some trick of the mind. He had truly left me--never to return--I could feel it in my soul.
My locked knees gave in to the reeling pain that gripped my insides, and I collapsed, shaking with sobs only a broken heart could weep. I felt my heart crack and litter my soul with shards of red...shards of love...the love I had given so completely to him.
Lying there, broken and sobbing uncontrollably, was where Usagi found me. She gathered me in her protective arms and rocked me like a child. I could not feel anything anymore. A place where I would have once found warmth now seemed hollow and cold. She let me cry for a while before helping me stand and leading me into her home, not too far from the place where I stood.
As we passed the foyer and trudged heavily up the stairs, I gazed at the carpeted floor as my mind replayed the events that took place minutes before.
Usagi opened her door and guided me to her bed. As she moved to close it again, my eyes fell upon a picture of Mamoru and her. They looked so happy--so in love. I had to restrain myself from throwing it out the open window. My heart screamed deafeningly with pain and I doubled over on her bed.
I felt her warm hands soothe back my hair gently, as a mother would do, softly hushing me with her fluid movements.
Moisture that did not stem from my hollow eyes dampened my shoulders. My hair was sopping wet. Had it been raining? Usagi handed me a warm towel, gesturing to her bathroom. I blankly stared at the door, suddenly forgetting how to approach it. With a shake of my head, I gathered myself and disappeared behind it.
Avoiding the mirror, I dried my damp hair and neck. Usagi knocked and slipped a pair of her pajamas in to me.
Once I emerged, she had already changed and was sitting at her desk. She patted her bed. As soon as my head, heavy with jumbled thoughts, landed deftly on her pillow, I fell prisoner to an uneasy sleep.
When I awoke it was midnight and I was wrapped in her bed linens. Despite the warmth of my position, my insides were frozen and I shivered uncontrollably.
My ears registered the soft snoring of Usagi on the floor beneath me and I decided to enter the land of slumber once again...where I could no longer feel the pain.
Astonishingly, I slept dreamlessly for the remainder of that night. As my eyes cracked open the following morning they strained from the incoming sun's rays. 'Maybe it was all a dream.'
But it wasn't. I was still in the bunny sheets. I could hear Usagi in the bathroom washing. I gazed at the clock. It was about noon now and I was startled that I slept so deeply.
The bathroom door opened and her form entered the room.
"Good-morning, Ami-chan. How do you feel?"
I found my voice and muttered a weak 'I'm fine.'
"Do you want to talk about it?"
As much as my mind pled with me not to make it remember his stinging words, I felt the need to vent to someone who would understand the pain of losing a love.
"H-he...left me." The words seemed so foreign...like they didn't belong to me.
Her silence urged me to go on and I hugged a pillow to my chest.
"Last night...he told me he loved me and he left...Urawa."
I felt the tear slip down my cheek and didn't bother to wipe it away.
"Oh, Ami." I felt her arms wrap around my body tightly and I hugged her back, weeping openly into her embrace.
After I calmed myself again I let the scene flow out of my mouth without pause for tears. There were none left to cry at the moment.
She was empathetic to my pain and did the best she could to comfort me with words.
"You will get through this, Ami-chan. I know you will. You are one of the most emotionally strong people I know. Time will heal your pain." She cupped her hands on my face as she spoke.
Something in her cerulean eyes made me believe her...I would heal. Time would heal my broken heart.
I had never been more grateful for Usagi coming into my life than at that very moment.
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It's been a few months since that fateful day and I can feel the bandages of time tending to the wounds of my soul.
'Please, hurry. I don't want this pain anymore.' I urged it each time I felt a twist from rembering his voice...his face...his soul.
I pushed the door open and walked into my mother's and my apartment. She wasn't home yet, thankfully. It would be a lot harder to complete the task at hand if she was here to inquire about it.
Taking my time, I let my feet guide me to my room. Not bothering to take off my coat, I lifted the frame from it's resting place on my dresser-- the prisoner...Urawa. He looked so handsome in the summer sun. I remembered taking that photo on one of our dates to the mountains. We curled up under the shade of a massive tree and he held me in his arms as if I were the most fragile thing in the universe. I longed for his touch...his love.
Shaking myself of the memory, I ripped out his picture and walked out of my room to the living room. My hand struck a match and released it into the fireplace, its flames hungrily devouring the wood. I watched with steady eyes as the wood was engulfed in flames before picking up his picture once again.
I glanced from it to the now roaring fire and stopped my arm in mid-toss.
I couldn't do it. I just couldn't let him go. As much as I thought of all the pain he inflicted on me, I couldn't forget his words telling me that he had to do it...for my protection. He did love me.
I would move on from him, but I could never forget his love and my love for him. He would always stay in my heart, beneath the busy reconstruction.
My body curled up in a tight ball and I just rocked back-and-forth. Not one tear shed as I let him go from myself. 'Good luck in life, Urawa...I will never forget you.'
Now that I've let him go I feel relieved of a heavy weight. I can move on with my life. I *will* move on with my life. I thought these words as I tucked his photo into a corner of my closet along with an old set of books from ages before. Soon, I would remove them from their places to be forgotten forever--when I was ready.
I heard the front door slid open and sighed. My mother's glowing, yet tired, face popped through my doorway a few moments later. She held up a rented video and nodded to the living room. I rose and silently ignored her raised hand holding the tape.
As I enveloped her in a tight embrace, I could feel as her shaky hand came to rest lightly upon my back, and her released breath blow over the top of my bent head softly.
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Well? How'd I do? hehe..
hope you all liked that chapter!
I'll be writing more soon! Ami's gonna
have another encounter with 'him'. heh heh heh
ja ne!
-Adrial