KONNICHIWA MINNA! Okay. I have a few notes for you:
1) Seiya and Usagi are NOT together … yet. There is a reason for this, and you will see it in this chapter.
2) I'm putting 'Future Love' oh hold until I can re-read some of my sci-fi books to get ideas.
3) In place of 'Future Love' will be a story called: 'Battle of the Egos' It's reasonably cute, but it flows a little fast.
4) Seiya is hot. Need I say more?
5) I am in dire need of a detailed plot summary for the Sailor Stars Keitaban (I can't spell that) or 'Revised' musical. I have to movie with no subtitles and it's great but I am thoroughly confused. Especially that whole scene with cow-boy-dude-thingy… anywho… if you know what's going on, could you send me a detailed plot summary OR a link where I can find one?
6) I don't own Sailor Moon.
7) The end: Now continue with the story…
The rest of Usagi's night was filled with more dreams, some of Seiya, others of the pain. That immense pain that grew every night… When she woke up in the dead of night, her first instinct was to go to Seiya and bask in his comforting aura, then she realized it was a silly notion and forced herself back into a dreamless sleep.
Dreamless… yes. Painless… no. What was it?
Usagi smiled weakly at her friends as she left Makoto's apartment the next morning. As she stepped out of the apartment she saw someone standing there. Usagi quickly blushed a light pink.
"Seiya? What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Your friends told me you weren't sleeping well, that you were crying out last night. I thought I'd offer you a ride home, just to make sure you're okay," He smiled and brushed some golden hair from her face.
"Um, sure… Thank you, Seiya," She blushed again.
Seiya smiled and took her hand in his, feeling Usagi give a start. He led her down the hall to the elevator. She liked the warmth of his hand upon her own, and the way his thumb caressed her skin… it sent the most pleasurable signals down her spine.
Seiya opened the door to his car for Usagi, and she smiled at his little act of chivalry. The car ride was nearly silent, except for the occasional question, and Seiya talking about a few other pieces he'd found.
"Thank you…" Usagi said when they arrived at her house. Seiya walked her to her front door and smiled down on her.
"So I'll see you Monday, Usagi?" He asked, taking her hand again. Usagi blushed and nodded.
"Hai… ari-arigato, Seiya-kun," Usagi stumbled out.
"Don't worry about it, at least I know your safe… and be careful, okay?" He asked, reaching out and touching her neck. Usagi nodded dumbly.
"Hai…" She felt his lips brush against her cheek softly, then he pulled away and smiled weakly. The only thing he wanted to do right now was to kiss her on the lips, and kiss her like he'd never kissed before… he smiled once more before he walked back to his car.
"Ja ne, Usagi-chan!" He waved before he got into his car and drove off, his mind still on the pretty, petite blonde.
The rest of Usagi's weekend was uneventful. The pain from her neck wasn't really going away, but for once it wasn't growing worse. She said nothing about it though, figuring it was supposed to feel like that when it healed.
Monday was also about as normal as you could get, save for the common buzz and rumor about the latest youma attack. There had been one concerning a couple from the East Side of the city on Sunday night. No one had been hurt, but there was still the threat of the imaginary villains… or non-imaginary, as the case may be.
Usagi just wanted to be home… singing. Well, not really singing… but just being within Seiya's presence was intoxicating enough. Was it so much to ask to just have a day with him?
Apparently it was.
When Usagi got home she quickly rushed through her homework, almost as if it would make the time go faster. When her mother had returned home, Usagi rushed downstairs to greet her.
"Konnichiwa, Usagi. You're lessons are canceled for tonight," Ikuko said calmly, hanging her coat up.
"Nani!?" Usagi's mouth dropped. Not see Seiya? "Doshite!?"
"Kou-san is having some car trouble, he won't be able to return for a week or two," Ikuko said, walking into the kitchen. Usagi followed her.
"A week or two!? That's not fair! I really like lessons," Usagi pouted. Ikuko gave a start, then looked suspiciously at her daughter.
"I didn't know you felt that way, Usa. If it means that much to you I'm sure I can call him up and we can work something out," Ikuko said, looking at Usagi, then at the phone.
Usagi nodded fervently, "Hai! I was doing so well!"
"Alright, Usagi. I'll call him up," Ikuko picked up the phone and dialed his number carefully. She waited a moment, "Is Kou-san there? …Well, Konnichiwa! Hai. … Well, Usagi still wants to go to lessons. … Hai, she's very interested… Well, I can drop her off every other day… oh, for two hours? Well, that sounds good… Hai, we'll be over in less then an hour. … Hai! Arigato!" Ikuko hung up the phone.
"Usagi go get ready we're going to leave in a little bit," Ikuko smiled at her daughter, who was already rushing up the stairs. "I have a feeling that something is going on between those two." Ikuko smiled to herself.
Usagi waved good-bye to her mother and walked into Makoto's apartment building. She went to the elevator and the doors opened for her. Slowly she rose to Seiya's floor and went to his door, then knocked. It immediately opened to find Seiya there, smiling at her.
"And how's my favorite student?" He smiled, closing the door behind her. Usagi blushed, and smiled up at him.
"I'm good, what about you?" Usagi asked.
"I'm well. My roommate is going to be back later, but he shouldn't get in our way," He smiled at her. "How's your scar?"
"It's doing better," Usagi lied. The condition hadn't improved, but it hadn't gotten any worse either. Somehow Seiya seemed to know that.
"Mmm," he raised an eyebrow, then smiled and took her hand softly, "Come."
Usagi followed him to a small study where a messy computer desk and keyboard were placed. Seiya sat before the keyboard and turned it on, then turned around and mussled through some papers before he came upon a few sheets of music.
He smiled carefully at her, then placed the music in front of him and pressed a few notes on the keyboard. "So, sing me your scale…"
Usagi sang the scale, nearly perfectly and Seiya pulled an arpeggio on her, making her voice waver each time she knew she it a wrong note. Seiya chuckled as her warm-up came to an end.
"I like to keep my students on their toes. Now, you did practice the song, did you not?" Seiya said, giving her 'the look'. Usagi blushed.
"A little…"
"Just 'a little'?" Seiya asked, raising an eyebrow.
"H-hai…" Usagi blushed again.
Seiya chuckled, "Well, I think I found a better song to work on, but I'm putting it away until I have more time to look over it."
"Now… let's go over that one part you had trouble with… Come here," He moved aside, so Usagi could stand next to him and look over the music as he played. Usagi sang carefully the whole time, but she wasn't pleased with her self at all. Seiya laughed after a while.
"Usagi, don't expect to be perfect in the beginning, it takes time," he reached out and covered her hand with his for a moment, then smiled encouragingly. "Now, let's try it again…"
Usagi tried it again, feeling suddenly better and more confident in her self. She looked down at Seiya, whose eyes were locked onto the sheet music and she smiled. Then sang again but her music was short lived.
"Seiya! Seiya, I'm home," the sound of the door opening and closing was heard outside the study. Seiya got up and looked at his watch. They'd been practicing for about an hour, it was time for a break. He looked at Usagi and smiled.
"Let's take a break, I'll make you some tea and you might as well meet my roommate. " he smiled again, and Usagi thanked him. They walked out into the living room, and Usagi blushed immediately. There stood a tall man with short black hair, sparkling ice-blue eyes, and a very defined jaw.
"Oh," He shot a look towards Seiya, "I didn't know you were busy."
Seiya rolled his eyes, "Mamoru, I'd like you to meet my student, Tsukino Usagi. Usagi, this is my roommate, Chiba Mamoru."
Mamoru took a step forward, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Usagi smiled softly, blushing again, "It's a pleasure to met you also."
"Usagi, I promised you some tea," he said, taking her hand. He led her to the kitchen and shot a nasty look in Mamoru's direction. Mamoru smirked, so Seiya was attracted to the little odangoed blonde, ne? This could seriously be fun.
Mamoru swaggered into the kitchen, smiling again at Usagi. "Is it alright if I join you two?"
Seiya raised an eyebrow, "Don't you have work to do, Mamoru?"
"Not much, I can get it done later. I'd really like to get to know, Usagi," He smiled in her direction, making her blush a deep shade of red.
"Mmm," Seiya grunted. Mamoru approached Usagi.
"So, Usagi… how old are you?" he asked softly, sitting next to her.
"Seventeen," Usagi replied. "How old are you?"
"Nineteen," he smiled very sweetly at her.
"Oh," Usagi smiled back innocently.
"Usagi!" Seiya said quickly, making Usagi jump. She'd nearly forgotten his presence. "Usagi, why don't you go get the music, so we can look over it, and try to find a pencil while you're there, alright?"
Usagi nodded, and went to the study, smiling over her shoulder at the two of them. Seiya watched her leave with steady eyes. After she disappeared, he turned to Mamoru angrily.
"And just what, do you think you're doing?" Seiya hissed at him.
"Making a new friend," Mamoru said innocently, "Is that so wrong?"
"I know what you're doing, Mamoru. She's innocent to your oncomings, let her be," Seiya said, staring down Mamoru.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Mamoru said calmly. Seiya threw a teacup on the floor, making the pale porcelain shatter like the stars. Mamoru jumped, and looked at the fragmented cup, then at Seiya.
"Like hell you don't!" Seiya yelled suddenly, eyes narrowing on him. "I know you, Mamoru. Let her be, she's innocent."
"And you're intentions are so pure?" Mamoru asked, raising an eyebrow.
"At least-"
"I'm back," Usagi giggled walking into the kitchen. Seiya glared at Mamoru for a moment. Usagi looked down at the broken teacup, then back up with a confused expression. She had heard yelling, then the crashing of glass or porcelain.
"Oh, what happened?" She asked, fingering the pencil she held.
Seiya grabbed a rag, "I was being clumsy."
"Oh, would you like some help?" Usagi offered. Seiya looked up at her and smiled softly.
"Iie, daijobu. Arigato," Seiya said, getting down on his knees to clean. Usagi noticed the icy stare from Mamoru to Seiya, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"So, Usagi," Mamoru said casually, leaning back in his chair, "What are you doing Saturday?"
Seiya coughed suddenly, then yelped in pain as a shard of porcelain sliced the palm of his hand. Usagi gasped and ran to his side.
"Oh, Kami-sama! Are you alright?" She asked, taking his closed fist. "Let me see." She pried his fingers opened to find a neat slice across his palm. Usagi dragged him to the sink and ran his hand under cold water.
"Baka," She shook her head, "And you call me careless…"
Seiya cracked a smile, "Hm." He looked into her eyes for a moment, and Usagi blushed. "Domo-arigato."
"Don't worry about it, as long as you're alright," Usagi smiled, making sure the cut was cleaned. She turned to Mamoru, "Do you have a first aid kit?" he nodded. "Oh, could you get it for me, please?"
"Sure," he grunted, getting up.
Usagi turned back to Seiya, who watched her carefully. "What is it?" She asked.
"Mamoru was going to ask you out this Saturday… what would you have said?" He asked. Usagi blushed.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Hai."
"I would have told him that it was awfully nice, but I was busy. I already told a friend I'd go see a movie with them," She smiled, and grabbed his wrist, pushing his palm back under the cold water.
Seiya smiled and brought his other hand down softly upon her hand on his wrist. Usagi blushed, then smiled up at him.
"I've got it," Mamoru said, walking into the kitchen. Usagi took the small box from him.
"Arigato, Mamoru-san," she took Seiya's hand out from under the water and dried it with a paper towel.
Seiya looked over at Mamoru, "Why aren't you helping? After all, you're getting the medical doctorate."
"I have work," Mamoru replied bluntly, leaving the room. Usagi looked naively at the empty doorway, then at Seiya.
"What was that about?" She asked.
"Nothing," Seiya said in a very convincing calmness. His fingers suddenly intertwined with her own and he looked softly into her eyes. Usagi blushed, looking down at his skilled hands, then into his indigo eyes. He smiled, then let her go so she could repair him.
When she was done, Seiya took her hand and brought it to his lips. Usagi blushed again, then nearly stopped breathing when he brought her hand to his chest, right above his heart. Usagi looked softly into his eyes, her stomach was twisting in odd fashions. A very sudden knock came from the door, startling them both.
"It must be your mother," Seiya said, his eyes a little sad. Usagi nodded dumbly.
"Hai…"
Seiya brought her hand to his lips again and he walked to the door. Sure enough, there stood Ikuko, waiting for her daughter. Seiya smiled brightly.
"Koban wa, Tsukino-san, won't you come in?" Seiya offered. Ikuko smiled.
"Gomen ne, We've got to go. I've got so much work piling up. But thank you for the offer," Ikuko smiled again.
"No, it was my pleasure. So, I'll see you Wednesday, Usagi-san?" he offered. Usagi nodded.
"Hai. Ja ne, Seiya-san," She said as she walked to the elevator. Seiya smiled and waited until the doors closed behind her.
'Usagi… I think I'm falling in love with you…' Seiya whispered in his mind.