HOLA! So what's up? How's it going? Enjoying yourselves? Well, here ya go, the next chapter. This chapter is rated R… but nothing really happens so…. Whatever! Here you go, enjoy Love ya lots: Xaph!
(I don't own Sailor Moon!)
Usagi went to bed that night with Seiya dancing in her mind. It was terrible, she couldn't believe that she had been that stupid. How could she have kissed him? Now she had put their whole relationship in danger and she wasn't quite sure of what to do. How could she have just thrown away her common sense like that? It wasn't fair!
She rolled over and shed a few tears into her pillow. He probably didn't even like her like that. He was probably just being nice to her… Usagi let a soft sob escape her throat. She ruined everything now… nothing would ever be the same between the two of them again.
"I've ruined everything…" Usagi whispered as her tears comforted her and she cried herself into a heavy, almost dreamless sleep.
The dreams had entered her subconscious again anyway… she didn't know what they were or what they meant. It was so strange… the fuzzy figures had appeared again… and Usagi decided to listen tentatively to their words…
"Have you gone to her again, Luna?" a new voice asked. Usagi looked to her left, then around the room. There were four large, fuzzy blobs, and one smaller one.
"No… not tonight. Should I?" The female voice questioned.
"Iie," Said that same hauntingly familiar voice, "It's late…"
"The attacks are increasing," Said another voice from the night before, "And the government is getting ready to call in reinforcements… It's like they don't trust us!"
"Reinforcements? What do you mean?" said a voice from Usagi's right.
"Like soldiers from America…"
"Should we meet with the government and tell them that simple weapons won't beat these creatures?" Asked the second voice.
"I don't know… we may have to… if they evacuate the area, the youma will just go someplace else…"
"I know… It'll be hard to make them understand…"
"We're not planing on talking to them yet, right?"
"No, not yet… But if they impede on this anymore…"
"I know, I know…"
"And we have yet to find her."
"We've found her, it's the matter of making her remember, or at least realize who she is…" The female voice sounded sad.
"What is it, Luna?"
"She doesn't remember me… It's sad… we were best friends and I was so excited to finally have found her after all these years, and she doesn't even remember me…"
"It's alright, Luna… she mustn't remember anything…"
"We will make her realize someday, who she is…"
"It'll be work, and things are not always as they seem…"
"Hai…"
The voices rumbled together and were broke as the incessant beeping returned Usagi to the world she knew. She sat up, the voices and conversation fading away like a dull mist. Usagi yawned and prepared herself for another day in the life of an ordinary teenager.
Usagi sat at lunch, quite again for the third time in the row. Her friends were a little worried for her. Normally she was bursting with new gossip and things of the sort. But lately she had been quiet and passive.
"Usagi, wanna head to the parlor-" Minako began.
"I can't, remember?" Usagi interjected.
"Oh… Gomen. I forgot."
"Don't worry about it, Mom said if I bring good grades home for the next two weeks she'll make and adjustment in my schedule… I just hope that doesn't include getting rid of voice lessons…" Usagi blushed, then smiled.
"Alright, Usa," Makoto smiled, "So anyway, this morning you said you had a date Friday night, who's it with?"
"Seiya's roommate, Mamoru-san," Usagi blushed then giggled, "He's so sweet… and way cute too!"
"Usagi!" Makoto and Minako said swiftly. Usagi gave a start.
"Nani?" She asked.
"We thought you liked Seiya! That you had this major crush on him," Makoto said. Usagi blushed again and looked away.
"H-hai… but I think I screwed everything up…"
"Nani? What do you mean?" Ami questioned. Minako and Makoto nodded, looking curiously at Usagi.
"Yesterday… I tried to kiss him several times but we got interrupted… and finally I just gave up and gave him this really quick peck on the lips and fled from his apartment. I was so embarrassed and I didn't want him to reject me…" Usagi looked down. "It's not fair…"
"What was it like?" Minako questioned. Usagi sighed suddenly.
"Wonderful… even though it lasted all of a tenth of a second…" Usagi looked around at her friends.
"And you have these immense feelings for this guy, and yet you're going to go out with his roommate… explain this one?" Makoto looked confused.
"I don't know… his roommate is really nice, and just as cute… but Seiya has more of a fun cuteness to him…" Usagi sighed again, "He seems interested in me…"
"And Seiya isn't?" Minako laughed, "From what you told me, Seiya is about two steps away from dropping down on one knee and popping the question."
"It's not like that… I'm just his student…" Usagi blushed, looking down.
"And here a week ago you were saying how much you liked him and all the nice things he's doing for you," Ami interjected, surprising everyone.
"I know… maybe my mind was just playing tricks on me…" Usagi looked away.
"Usagi… You've got to figure this out. If it' Seiya you like, then good. If you're starting to fall for Mamoru, then good. But you have to make out who's more important… you can't go through life undecided like this…"
"Maybe you're right…"
The bell rang and Usagi quickly hurried from her friends, she didn't know what to say to them. She was just so confused.
Usagi went home that night, exhausted and confused from worrying. She finished her homework later the what she had been doing lately, and nearly skipped dinner had it not been for her mother's incessant nagging.
She wasn't feeling well at all, maybe sleep was what she needed; and in an essence it was, had it not been for the haunting dreams…
"I saw her again today," The female voice spoke. This time there were only two blurry figures in the room, a small one and a larger one. Usagi watched them quietly.
"Luna, you've got to stop obsessing over her," It was the same haunting voice as the nights before.
"I know… but I just want to see her again, and talk with her, like nothing ever changed. You of all people should miss her the most," The female voice spoke the last sentence accusingly at the larger figure.
"I do," Said the voice sadly, almost as if it were ripping its heart out, "Everything about her… but you don't know who she is now, and I don't she'd want us to move on."
"But she's right here in front of us! How can you just give up so easily! All we had to do is make her remember and understand!"
"Can we do it though?" The voice asked sadly.
There was a long, heavy silence.
"Why does it seem that you don't want her back?" the female voice asked questioningly.
"I do!" The second voice defended its self, "It's just… I met some one…"
"YOU WHAT!? WHO!?" The female voice screamed.
"My student," The voice said sheepishly, "She reminds me so much of her… and she's right in front of me…"
"But she's not the real thing!"
"I know… but, will we ever get her back?"
"So you're just going to give up like that?"
"I love her."
"You can't!"
"I do…"
Usagi woke up the next day, with a strange sensation running through her body. She wasn't sure of what had happened last night… there was a dream of some sort… Usagi rubbed her temples and proceeded to get ready for school.
The day passed like any other. Usagi was even less talkative then she had been lately. She would have to see him again today. What would se say to him? How would she react? Would he bring the kiss up?
Or what if… what if he was attracted to her… maybe just a little? Usagi sighed, she was setting herself up for heartache.
Usagi waited as the door slowly opened to reveal two beautiful indigo eyes.
Seeing as Usagi had her date with Mamoru right after lessons, she had dressed nicely in a white mini-skirt and a buttoned light pink shirt with a slightly low neckline. She braided her hair, instead of leaving it in her normal buns and pigtails.
Seiya stared at her for several long moments before he said anything. "Usagi… you look beautiful…"
Usagi blushed, and looked up at him. "Arigato…"
Seiya stepped to the side and let her come in. She made sure that she didn't make eye contact with him, and Seiya noted this also.
"Would you like to start now?" Seiya questioned.
"Yes, please…" Usagi said. Seiya nodded and they walked into the study. As Seiya was closing the door, he turned to speak to her.
"Usagi… why are you avoiding my eyes?" He questioned. In response to this Usagi forced herself to look at him, only to discover that he was extremely close to her.
"I… I'm not avoiding you…" She stuttered. She felt his warmth, and smelled the scent of his cologne, it made her heart weak.
"Oh, aren't you?" Seiya bent down a little. "Do I make you uncomfortable…?"
"N-no…" She spoke softly.
"Mmm…" Seiya said, stepping away and sitting down at the piano. "Let's try it from memory today, Usagi." He seemed suddenly formal and it broke Usagi down inside.
'I told you you were going to set yourself up for heartache…' Usagi thought as Seiya played the introduction. Usagi sang, and worked on the song, and sang some more, and worked more. Finally, Seiya decided it was time for a break.
"Would you like some tea?" He questioned. Usagi nodded.
"Hai… arigato."
"Usagi?" Seiya questioned, before they exited the study. Usagi turned to look at him.
"Hai?"
"I… Be careful tonight with Mamoru…" He said.
"Doushite?"
Seiya looked down, then back into her eyes, "Because you are important to me."
Usagi gave a start, but decided to question further, "How so?"
"You're my friend, Usagi. I care for you," Seiya said softly. Usagi blushed.
"I'll be careful. I promise, Seiya-san," Usagi whispered out. Seiya smiled, and led the girl to the kitchen, where he proceeded to make her tea.
"So what are you and Mamoru doing? He hasn't said a word to me," Seiya asked as he put the water on the stove.
"I don't know…" Usagi said quietly.
"Oh? Usagi… do you still want to go out with me tomorrow?" Seiya questioned cautiously. Usagi blushed and looked up.
"Of course… why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know… I mean you seem so interested in Mamoru…" Seiya said.
"I am… I mean, he's nice to me…" Usagi blushed, "I like him."
"Oh," Came her response. Inside Seiya felt as though his heart had been ripped out. He handed Usagi her tea with a weak smile, and Mamoru came walking into the kitchen.
"Usagi-san!" he said happily, offering a hand to her. Usagi blushed then smiled.
"Koban wa, Mamoru-san," Usagi said.
"You look stunning tonight," He said as he helped her to her feet. Usagi blushed again, and even harder when he kissed her cheek.
"Arigato, Mamoru-san. You look very nice also," She was ginger about her words, but Mamoru smiled anyway.
"Arigato. Hey, Seiya, do you mind if she skips the last twenty minutes of practice?" Mamoru asked. Seiya looked up from his tea mug.
"Go a head," he said calmly. He had been speared through the heart, and he didn't know what to say to Usagi. He was passive and quiet, Mamoru was very confused.
"Arigato! Let's go, Usagi… I thought we could go see a movie…" Mamoru talked as they walked out of the apartment. Seiya watched them go with sad eyed.
'Usagi-chan… I love you…'
Usagi and Mamoru were in the dark Movie Theater, all the way in the back. Mamoru smiled over at her… she was so beautiful… Slowly he leaned over and kissed her cheek. Usagi looked over at him curiously.
"May I kiss you?" He asked. Usagi blushed. She thought for a moment, it almost felt as though she were betraying Seiya… but they weren't together, and he didn't like her anyway. Usagi nodded, and Mamoru's lips came down on hers.
His kiss was alien to Usagi. It was filled with an emotion that Usagi didn't understand. Slowly his tongue pushed past her lips and into her mouth. Usagi kissed him back, but the sensation was strange.
Usagi had been kissed before but not like this… this was something different. He pulled away and smiled.
"You kiss well," he said, taking her hand in his. Usagi blushed a deep, deep crimson.
"So do you…" she said. Mamoru smiled, then leaned over and kissed her cheek. The movie was nearly over and Mamoru hadn't even paid attention to the plot, and cared not what happened, he was waiting till the end where Usagi and him could just sit in the park and talk…
Usagi smiled as she lay on her back and looked at the stars above her. Mamoru was next to her and they were alone.
"They're beautiful…" She whispered.
"Just like you," Mamoru said smoothly. Usagi looked over at him and blushed again. Mamoru leaned over and caught her lips with his. This time the kiss didn't stop.
Mamoru kissed her deeply as one hand played with her hair and the other rest on her waist. After a long time, Mamoru finally pulled away. Usagi was dumbfounded and barely felt Mamoru kissing and sucking on her neck.
Mamoru had moved so that he pinned her to the grass, and he let his lips travel to her collarbone. Usagi finally gained enough awareness that she could feel Mamoru's tongue trace her collarbone, then kiss down even further.
She wanted to say no… but nothing came from her throat. Mamoru unbuttoned the first button on her shirt slowly, then the next one, and the next one, until her shirt lay open, exposing her light pink brassiere.
Mamoru moved to the flesh of one breast and sucked gently while he worked to unhook her bra. Usagi wanted to say no! She wanted to get him off her, but every word was caught in her throat.
Mamoru successfully unhooked her bra and kissed over to the other breast and nibbled on the flesh. Usagi tried again to say no! This wasn't right, she didn't want this! Why wouldn't her voice make a sound!?
His hands traveled up the inside of her legs, and under her skirt, to where Mamoru would feel her cotton underwear. He touched 'that' space between her legs softly and Usagi's voice finally made a sound.
"NO!" She yelled. Mamoru gave a start and pulled away.
"Nani?" he asked. Usagi pushed him off her and redressed herself.
"I don't know who you think I am, Mamoru!" She picked up her purse, "But I am NOT like that!" She turned and walked away, angry at him, angry at the world, angry at herself, and angry at Seiya for being right…
"Usagi!" Mamoru called, but Usagi didn't turn around. "Blast that Seiya," he mumbled under his breath, and stalked away.