Yet another chapter of the story. Im finding it harder and harder to find
not only time to write.... but what to write. Oh well thanks to those who
reviewed the last chappie:
La Uno Bonita, Jean-Hime, Stefanie, Kura52, & Nikki Kou
~**As usual....... I do NOT own Sailor Moon or its characters.**~
Chapter 4 - The Awakening
Usagi woke up early the next morning, making and enjoying a quick but delicious breakfast. She checked on her 'patient' only to find him still sleeping. Studing his handsome face, she couldn't help but brush away some of the renagade locks that fell onto his eyelids.
As her fingers brushed across his forehead, she gasped slightly. "Usagi- Baka why didn't you think to check his temperature last night?" She cursed herself
Exiting the room she retrieved a cold damp cloth, to use on his forehead, in hope of bringing the fever down.
With nothing left to do she decided to continue on with her day. Not wanting to do anything that would hinder her abiliy to hear, in case her house guest awoke. Usagi decided to forego her usual shower, and instead to indulge in a warm relaxing bath.
After finishing her bath she spent sometime cleaning her apartment. 'This is hard' she thought to herself 'everything I want to do is either noisy, or involves me leaving. Neither of which are things I should do!' Finally she decided after she straightened up she would sit down and read some of the college brouchures that had been delivered.
~*~
Having long since gotten use to the quiet, Usagi nearly jumped when the shrill ringing of the telephone shattered the silence. Rising quickly she made her way over to the intrusive device and answered.
"Hello?" she said
"Hi Usagi, how are you doing" a deep voice inquired.
She recongized the caller immediatly and responded "Im fine Mamoru, why are you calling?"
Mamoru winced at the sharpness in her words, realising that she was not in the mood for small talk, he stated "I was just curious about that guy we found, how is he doing?"
"Same as before really, still out cold!" Usagi relayed, being distracted by the conversation she didn't hear the stirring in the guest room.
*** ** * ** ***
He felt the warmth of the sun shining on his face, casting light he could see through his eyelids. Slowly the memories of the preivous events came crashing back to him.
'The last thing I remember is blacking out in the alley, but where ever I am, it is certainly no alley' he thought to himself. He considered opening his eyes to observe his new surroundings when a voice, from a near by source filtered to his ears.
"No Mamoru, I am fine really. I will talk to you later. No, I need to check on him! Alright Bye."
He found that as he listened to the unknown voice made him smile, it held such lightness and compassion, like the voice of an angel. 'Ya right' he silently scolded 'an angel, I must have hit my head in that alley!'
He soon heard the distinct creak of a opening door, and felt a slight pressure as, who he assumed was the voice's owner, sat down beside him.
~*~
Usagi removed the cloth from his forehead, reasting her hand in place of it. She smiled to herself, satisfied that it had done it's job, and brought the fever down.
Absently she tossed the used cloth into the hamper that sat again a close wall. All the while contemplating what she would do for the rest of the time that her 'patient' stayed unconcious.
~*~
He finally opened his eyes and allowed them adjusted to the light. Taking in his surroundings he immediatly knew that he was in a bedroom, his breath caught in his throat as he saw the petite girl that sat beside him. Her skin was like that of porciline doll, pale yet with a rosy hue that radiated life. Spilling onto the bed was her long strands of golden hair, which he was sure would feel like the finest silk, tied up in a rather pecular style.
"Odango" he muttered, not realizing he had spoken out loud
The young girls head whipped around, her crystal blue eyes betraying her emotions. First shock, then annoyance.
"Odango?" she questioned "Do NOT call me that!"
"Sorry" he said, slightly flustered, feeling lost in the depths of her eyes. "Its just what your hair style remindes me of. I like it!"
Her features softened at the compliment. "Really?" she inquired, at which he nodded. "Most people tease me mercifully about it. My name is Usagi by the way!"
"Seiya" he responded trying to sit up for the first time. Finding it rather painful.
"Oh, you should be careful. Your ribs are bruised, along with some other minor injeries" she explained.
"So where am I exactly and how did I get here?" He asked, not wanting to sound ungreatful.
"The guest room of my apartment. I found you in an alley. You were hurt, so I brought you here!" she said matter-of-factly "Can I get you something to eat?"
He nodded, and watched as she headed out of the room, presumably towards the kitchen. 'So beautiful' he thought to himself, noting how the room had felt warmer with her in it.
"Could Odango be the one I've been searching for?" he questioned aloud.
La Uno Bonita, Jean-Hime, Stefanie, Kura52, & Nikki Kou
~**As usual....... I do NOT own Sailor Moon or its characters.**~
Chapter 4 - The Awakening
Usagi woke up early the next morning, making and enjoying a quick but delicious breakfast. She checked on her 'patient' only to find him still sleeping. Studing his handsome face, she couldn't help but brush away some of the renagade locks that fell onto his eyelids.
As her fingers brushed across his forehead, she gasped slightly. "Usagi- Baka why didn't you think to check his temperature last night?" She cursed herself
Exiting the room she retrieved a cold damp cloth, to use on his forehead, in hope of bringing the fever down.
With nothing left to do she decided to continue on with her day. Not wanting to do anything that would hinder her abiliy to hear, in case her house guest awoke. Usagi decided to forego her usual shower, and instead to indulge in a warm relaxing bath.
After finishing her bath she spent sometime cleaning her apartment. 'This is hard' she thought to herself 'everything I want to do is either noisy, or involves me leaving. Neither of which are things I should do!' Finally she decided after she straightened up she would sit down and read some of the college brouchures that had been delivered.
~*~
Having long since gotten use to the quiet, Usagi nearly jumped when the shrill ringing of the telephone shattered the silence. Rising quickly she made her way over to the intrusive device and answered.
"Hello?" she said
"Hi Usagi, how are you doing" a deep voice inquired.
She recongized the caller immediatly and responded "Im fine Mamoru, why are you calling?"
Mamoru winced at the sharpness in her words, realising that she was not in the mood for small talk, he stated "I was just curious about that guy we found, how is he doing?"
"Same as before really, still out cold!" Usagi relayed, being distracted by the conversation she didn't hear the stirring in the guest room.
*** ** * ** ***
He felt the warmth of the sun shining on his face, casting light he could see through his eyelids. Slowly the memories of the preivous events came crashing back to him.
'The last thing I remember is blacking out in the alley, but where ever I am, it is certainly no alley' he thought to himself. He considered opening his eyes to observe his new surroundings when a voice, from a near by source filtered to his ears.
"No Mamoru, I am fine really. I will talk to you later. No, I need to check on him! Alright Bye."
He found that as he listened to the unknown voice made him smile, it held such lightness and compassion, like the voice of an angel. 'Ya right' he silently scolded 'an angel, I must have hit my head in that alley!'
He soon heard the distinct creak of a opening door, and felt a slight pressure as, who he assumed was the voice's owner, sat down beside him.
~*~
Usagi removed the cloth from his forehead, reasting her hand in place of it. She smiled to herself, satisfied that it had done it's job, and brought the fever down.
Absently she tossed the used cloth into the hamper that sat again a close wall. All the while contemplating what she would do for the rest of the time that her 'patient' stayed unconcious.
~*~
He finally opened his eyes and allowed them adjusted to the light. Taking in his surroundings he immediatly knew that he was in a bedroom, his breath caught in his throat as he saw the petite girl that sat beside him. Her skin was like that of porciline doll, pale yet with a rosy hue that radiated life. Spilling onto the bed was her long strands of golden hair, which he was sure would feel like the finest silk, tied up in a rather pecular style.
"Odango" he muttered, not realizing he had spoken out loud
The young girls head whipped around, her crystal blue eyes betraying her emotions. First shock, then annoyance.
"Odango?" she questioned "Do NOT call me that!"
"Sorry" he said, slightly flustered, feeling lost in the depths of her eyes. "Its just what your hair style remindes me of. I like it!"
Her features softened at the compliment. "Really?" she inquired, at which he nodded. "Most people tease me mercifully about it. My name is Usagi by the way!"
"Seiya" he responded trying to sit up for the first time. Finding it rather painful.
"Oh, you should be careful. Your ribs are bruised, along with some other minor injeries" she explained.
"So where am I exactly and how did I get here?" He asked, not wanting to sound ungreatful.
"The guest room of my apartment. I found you in an alley. You were hurt, so I brought you here!" she said matter-of-factly "Can I get you something to eat?"
He nodded, and watched as she headed out of the room, presumably towards the kitchen. 'So beautiful' he thought to himself, noting how the room had felt warmer with her in it.
"Could Odango be the one I've been searching for?" he questioned aloud.
