Lover's Lash: A Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon fanfiction
By: Shadowed Fate
"Mamoru!" Usagi almost screamed from a once dead, state-of-sleep. Her breathing was erratic, small beads of sweat
forming along her brow, causing the small strands of hair that hung over her face to stick to her face. Her hands crept from
underneath the rabbit print comforter that rested atop her bed, raising them to lay just over her heart. "Mamoru ..."
Luna padded from the bed's side, leaping onto Usagi's lap with little effort. "Usagi-chan... are you
alright?" she searched the girl's face for a long moment, reading into her silence. "What did you see?" Luna asked rather
straight forward, walking a small circle in her lap. Usagi's only reaction was to reach behind her, taking the large
bunny-shaped pillow into her arms, embracing it tightly.
That morning, taking his usual morning jog, would be the form of Chiba Mamoru. "Making better time today..." he said
through daily practiced breaths, swallowing deeply as he would come to a short stop outside the 'Crown'. He panted, resting
a hand against the wall of the game center building. "Mamoru..?" he turned quickly to see the odd-figure that was one of
his best friends, Motoki. "Working hard, I see." his long time friend commented, offering him a bottled water that he'd
pulled from the inside. Mamoru accepted it graciously, twisting the cap off quickly and sipping of the still cold liquid.
"You've been so much happier as of late, Mamoru.." Motoki started, recalling how he'd been after the fights with his first
love, Hina. "Knowing a little more about my past .. about who I am, it's very refreshing." Mamoru said quietly, his gaze
shifting upward to catch sight of his own reflection in the building's glass, but the image that reflected wasn't as he
looked standing there, but as a man of a much more regal status. "Endymion." he whispered underneath his breath. "Motoki
only stared blankly at him,"Endy..me-yon?" he asked, obviously confused by what was said. Mamoru laughed, resting a hand
over his shoulder. "Shouldn't you be tending to Kamekichi?" Motoki's eyes widened at this. "Kamekichi! I almost forgot
about his date! He's not ready." rather frantically he ran back into the Crown, leaving Mamoru to his own thoughts.
With all else said and done, Mamoru continued on run. "Chiba Mamoru?" a voice called out. There was something
cold about it, something that sent shivers up and down his spine. He turned to see who it was, but found nothing there.
The usually busy streets of Tokyo, in that moment, seemed rather deserted. "Hello?" he called back, narrowing his eyes
some suspiciously. "Prince... Endymion." Hearing that name only confirmed his suspicions, immediately raising his guard.
"Oh, Endymion... is that anyway to treat a former lover?" the unmistakenly female voice echoed about him, its haunting tone
floating about him as if it arose from the depths of his own body. "I don't know what you're talking about." he
replied boldy, standing his ground as he looked to identify the source of the voice. Unknown to him, he had been standing
in the middle of the street, car horns blazing and people yelling at him, but it would seem that he was blind to it all.
"Endymion, don't you wanna know who I am?" Their was a curiousity in him that was hard to fight. Was this really someone
he used to know? The thought flipped around a dozen times, each stronger than the last. "Yes." he said slowly, his body
wandering aimlessly in the Tokyo streets, unaware of the danger his physical form faced. "I knew you would." With those
words and in the slow-motion of crisis as he realized the mistake he'd made, all was gone to him.
"Motoki!" called an obviously disturbed Makoto. "Oh! Mako-chan!" he tilted his head some, just enough so that she
could plainly see that he was still wearing the muffler that she had given to him on Valentine's Day. "Mo.. toki, have you
seen Mamoru?" He looked at her somewhat hurt,"You're looking for Mamoru?" She nodded,"For Usagi.. she.. had a nightmare that
kept her up all night." He sighed somewhat in relief, but now the worry of Usagi's thoughts were upon his mind. "I saw him
about 15 minutes ago... he was running." Makoto looked outside the Crown's windows, watching the street for a moment. "I'm
sure everything is alright." He smiled, rubbing the glass casing that held the small turtle, Kamekichi. "Mmm." was her
reply, thinking back to how distraught Usagi seemed over the dream she'd had. "Thank you." she finished, running out of the
Crown and down the street. "Kamekichi, what do you think of Mako-chan and I?" He smiled at the turtle, lowering himself
so that he was staring the turtle in the eyes.
By: Shadowed Fate
"Mamoru!" Usagi almost screamed from a once dead, state-of-sleep. Her breathing was erratic, small beads of sweat
forming along her brow, causing the small strands of hair that hung over her face to stick to her face. Her hands crept from
underneath the rabbit print comforter that rested atop her bed, raising them to lay just over her heart. "Mamoru ..."
Luna padded from the bed's side, leaping onto Usagi's lap with little effort. "Usagi-chan... are you
alright?" she searched the girl's face for a long moment, reading into her silence. "What did you see?" Luna asked rather
straight forward, walking a small circle in her lap. Usagi's only reaction was to reach behind her, taking the large
bunny-shaped pillow into her arms, embracing it tightly.
That morning, taking his usual morning jog, would be the form of Chiba Mamoru. "Making better time today..." he said
through daily practiced breaths, swallowing deeply as he would come to a short stop outside the 'Crown'. He panted, resting
a hand against the wall of the game center building. "Mamoru..?" he turned quickly to see the odd-figure that was one of
his best friends, Motoki. "Working hard, I see." his long time friend commented, offering him a bottled water that he'd
pulled from the inside. Mamoru accepted it graciously, twisting the cap off quickly and sipping of the still cold liquid.
"You've been so much happier as of late, Mamoru.." Motoki started, recalling how he'd been after the fights with his first
love, Hina. "Knowing a little more about my past .. about who I am, it's very refreshing." Mamoru said quietly, his gaze
shifting upward to catch sight of his own reflection in the building's glass, but the image that reflected wasn't as he
looked standing there, but as a man of a much more regal status. "Endymion." he whispered underneath his breath. "Motoki
only stared blankly at him,"Endy..me-yon?" he asked, obviously confused by what was said. Mamoru laughed, resting a hand
over his shoulder. "Shouldn't you be tending to Kamekichi?" Motoki's eyes widened at this. "Kamekichi! I almost forgot
about his date! He's not ready." rather frantically he ran back into the Crown, leaving Mamoru to his own thoughts.
With all else said and done, Mamoru continued on run. "Chiba Mamoru?" a voice called out. There was something
cold about it, something that sent shivers up and down his spine. He turned to see who it was, but found nothing there.
The usually busy streets of Tokyo, in that moment, seemed rather deserted. "Hello?" he called back, narrowing his eyes
some suspiciously. "Prince... Endymion." Hearing that name only confirmed his suspicions, immediately raising his guard.
"Oh, Endymion... is that anyway to treat a former lover?" the unmistakenly female voice echoed about him, its haunting tone
floating about him as if it arose from the depths of his own body. "I don't know what you're talking about." he
replied boldy, standing his ground as he looked to identify the source of the voice. Unknown to him, he had been standing
in the middle of the street, car horns blazing and people yelling at him, but it would seem that he was blind to it all.
"Endymion, don't you wanna know who I am?" Their was a curiousity in him that was hard to fight. Was this really someone
he used to know? The thought flipped around a dozen times, each stronger than the last. "Yes." he said slowly, his body
wandering aimlessly in the Tokyo streets, unaware of the danger his physical form faced. "I knew you would." With those
words and in the slow-motion of crisis as he realized the mistake he'd made, all was gone to him.
"Motoki!" called an obviously disturbed Makoto. "Oh! Mako-chan!" he tilted his head some, just enough so that she
could plainly see that he was still wearing the muffler that she had given to him on Valentine's Day. "Mo.. toki, have you
seen Mamoru?" He looked at her somewhat hurt,"You're looking for Mamoru?" She nodded,"For Usagi.. she.. had a nightmare that
kept her up all night." He sighed somewhat in relief, but now the worry of Usagi's thoughts were upon his mind. "I saw him
about 15 minutes ago... he was running." Makoto looked outside the Crown's windows, watching the street for a moment. "I'm
sure everything is alright." He smiled, rubbing the glass casing that held the small turtle, Kamekichi. "Mmm." was her
reply, thinking back to how distraught Usagi seemed over the dream she'd had. "Thank you." she finished, running out of the
Crown and down the street. "Kamekichi, what do you think of Mako-chan and I?" He smiled at the turtle, lowering himself
so that he was staring the turtle in the eyes.
