You Never Got To Know Me...
Now You Will Never Be Able To
Chapter 3
By Namida no Hikari
namidanohikari@aol.com
"Daimon." Usagi said wistfully. After their little "accident", Daimon had insisted on accompanying her for the rest of the day. Daimon had taken her to the arcade where they were both greeted by Motoki.
*flashback*
"Motoki-chan!"
"Usa-chan! Haven't seen you here in a while." Motoki teased, before noticing Daimon. "Daimon-kun, nice to see you."
Daimon responded in kind as Usagi dragged Motoki to a corner, leaving Daimon standing at the counter.
"Motoki-chan, why haven't you told me about him or introduced us?" Usagi hissed in a low voice, not wanting Daimon to overhear.
"Usa-chan, he was new to our school, so I just met him in one of my classes. Since when were you interested? I thought you loved Mamoru-kun." Motoki said, perplexed as her faced paled and then reddened in anger.
"Who cares about that Mamoru-san?!! I hate him and them too!" Usagi spat. She had never felt as angry as she had now.
"Who's them?" Motoki asked innocently, not knowing he was in trouble as soon as he spoke those words.
"THEM! My so-called FRIENDS!" Usagi cried.
*end of flashback*
After she had spoken with Motoki, she had joined Daimon in the booth he had gotten for them. She learned that he was an orphan. His parents were killed in a plane accident when he was 9 and he was adopted by a very wealthy family who had lost their son. When he was 15, his adopted mother had died of cancer. His adopted father couldn't seem to stay in the same place and they had moved constantly. Daimon was trying to get his father to settle in Tokyo.
'Oh, how I would love it if he were to stay.'
Amazingly, she hadn't thought of Mamoru or the scouts even once during the entire time she was with Daimon. She hadn't wanted the day to end, but Daimon gave her something to remember this day by.
*flashback*
"It's late. I better get home before Mom gets worried." Usagi said reluctantly.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want you to get in trouble." Daimon said, looking at her longingly. "I'll walk you back home."
"You really don't have to...."
"I insist." He said, ending the conversation.
As they walked home, Usagi and Daimon talked about the funny events that happened in their lives. When they finally arrived at Usagi's house, Daimon gave Usagi a peck on the lips, leaving her a bit stunned.
"I'll be seeing you around." Daimon said, as he made sure Usagi got into the house safely before leaving.
*end of flashback*
Usagi put her hand to her mouth, where Daimon had lightly kissed her.
'He is very cute.'
She thought back to the time she had spent with Daimon that day. He was quite gentlemanly. She started comparing him to Mamoru.
'Who cares about Mamoru. He was only with me because we were tied together by destiny. I loved him, but he never loved me back. He was probably disgusted with me and is now with Rei. They were a couple before they found out I was the princess.'
'Would I ever find my love? My love, who would be with me till the end of time, no matter what obstacles in the way...?'
Only time will tell.
"Usagi!" Ikuko started up the stairs. "It's time to go to school!"
"She's probably not even up yet." Shingo smirked.
"Shingo..." Kenji warned.
"Yes, Dad." Shingo rolled his eyes. It was the same every morning.
"OH MY GOD!" Ikuko rushed down the stairs in a wild panic as Kenji caught her before she fell.
"What is it, honey?" Kenji asked, looking at his wife with worry.
"It's Usagi. She's not in her room." Ikuko tried to regain her breathing, while calming down.
"Where could she be?"
"I'm right here." The voice drifted from the doorway, as they all turned as one to stare at the newcomer.
"USAGI?!!"
"Yeah. Who else could it be?" Usagi walked pass them to her room.
"Where were you, Usagi?" Shingo demanded.
"I was almost at school, when I forgot this." Usagi came out of her room with a small book.
Everyone's jaws hit the floor.
"Gotta go. Bye." But before Usagi could go a step further, her family was all over her.
"No fever."
"Don't see any bump."
"Brain damage?"
"Who are? What have you done to the real Usagi?"
"STOP IT!" Usagi separated herself from her family as a huge sweat drop appear on the side of her face. "I think I should know who I am, wouldn't you say?" With those final words, she turned on her heels and started on her way to school once more. Her family watched with mouths agape.
"I still don't believe that was Usagi."
'What a day at school, but just to see the expressions on everyone's faces was worth it.'
Just as she was about to pass the arcade, she paused and entered it.
"Motoki-chan!" As Usagi headed towards him, she noticed that the senshi were in their usual booth and that they had stopped talking and were just watching her. She ignored them as she passed.
"Usa-chan!" Motoki stopped wiping the counter and got her a drink. "It's great to see you here."
"Arigato, Motoki-chan. I could sure use the drink." Usagi looked around as she grabbed her drink.
"Is Daimon here by any chance?" Usagi asked casually.
"Not that I see."
"Oh."
Motoki noticed that she looked disappointed. He hadn't missed the glance that she had cast around as she entered.
"Looking for someone?" Motoki teased.
Usagi blushed and looked away from Motoki's imploring gaze.
"Looking for who?"
With a startled gasp, Usagi turned and found the very person she was hoping to find and started stuttering an answer.
"Daimon! Eh.. uh... um...."
"Yes, that's my name... and...?"
"Nothing!" Usagi said quickly, while blushing.
"Usagi was just-," Motoki was cut off by Usagi's hand on his mouth. His eyes were sparkling with ill-suppressed mischief. Usagi glared at him as Daimon watched on in amusement.
"Usagi was just what?" Daimon asked curiously.
Usagi gave a look to Motoki that said, 'You say anything and you would suffer the worst death possible.' Turning back to Daimon, she said, "I was just ordering a drink."
Motoki arched a blonde eyebrow, since Usagi's hand was still on his mouth.
Seeing this, Usagi growled under her breath. 'Reminder to self: KILL MOTOKI WHEN THE FIRST CHANCE PRESENTS ITSELF!' Thinking that over, she thought it would be too late to get him. 'Later... later, you would feel my wrath....'
Daimon glanced back and forth between them in curiosity.
"So...?"
* * *
Here's the new chapter! It's short, I know, but I'm running outta ideas since I'm always eiter starting on a new fanfic or skipping to the end. Sorry about it taking so long, but school is a prison, literally! Too many tests and homework is not good for the body. Tell them that... but they still don't listen anyway. By the way, many thanks to all those who reviewed! Ja! ^.~
Now You Will Never Be Able To
Chapter 3
By Namida no Hikari
namidanohikari@aol.com
"Daimon." Usagi said wistfully. After their little "accident", Daimon had insisted on accompanying her for the rest of the day. Daimon had taken her to the arcade where they were both greeted by Motoki.
*flashback*
"Motoki-chan!"
"Usa-chan! Haven't seen you here in a while." Motoki teased, before noticing Daimon. "Daimon-kun, nice to see you."
Daimon responded in kind as Usagi dragged Motoki to a corner, leaving Daimon standing at the counter.
"Motoki-chan, why haven't you told me about him or introduced us?" Usagi hissed in a low voice, not wanting Daimon to overhear.
"Usa-chan, he was new to our school, so I just met him in one of my classes. Since when were you interested? I thought you loved Mamoru-kun." Motoki said, perplexed as her faced paled and then reddened in anger.
"Who cares about that Mamoru-san?!! I hate him and them too!" Usagi spat. She had never felt as angry as she had now.
"Who's them?" Motoki asked innocently, not knowing he was in trouble as soon as he spoke those words.
"THEM! My so-called FRIENDS!" Usagi cried.
*end of flashback*
After she had spoken with Motoki, she had joined Daimon in the booth he had gotten for them. She learned that he was an orphan. His parents were killed in a plane accident when he was 9 and he was adopted by a very wealthy family who had lost their son. When he was 15, his adopted mother had died of cancer. His adopted father couldn't seem to stay in the same place and they had moved constantly. Daimon was trying to get his father to settle in Tokyo.
'Oh, how I would love it if he were to stay.'
Amazingly, she hadn't thought of Mamoru or the scouts even once during the entire time she was with Daimon. She hadn't wanted the day to end, but Daimon gave her something to remember this day by.
*flashback*
"It's late. I better get home before Mom gets worried." Usagi said reluctantly.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want you to get in trouble." Daimon said, looking at her longingly. "I'll walk you back home."
"You really don't have to...."
"I insist." He said, ending the conversation.
As they walked home, Usagi and Daimon talked about the funny events that happened in their lives. When they finally arrived at Usagi's house, Daimon gave Usagi a peck on the lips, leaving her a bit stunned.
"I'll be seeing you around." Daimon said, as he made sure Usagi got into the house safely before leaving.
*end of flashback*
Usagi put her hand to her mouth, where Daimon had lightly kissed her.
'He is very cute.'
She thought back to the time she had spent with Daimon that day. He was quite gentlemanly. She started comparing him to Mamoru.
'Who cares about Mamoru. He was only with me because we were tied together by destiny. I loved him, but he never loved me back. He was probably disgusted with me and is now with Rei. They were a couple before they found out I was the princess.'
'Would I ever find my love? My love, who would be with me till the end of time, no matter what obstacles in the way...?'
Only time will tell.
"Usagi!" Ikuko started up the stairs. "It's time to go to school!"
"She's probably not even up yet." Shingo smirked.
"Shingo..." Kenji warned.
"Yes, Dad." Shingo rolled his eyes. It was the same every morning.
"OH MY GOD!" Ikuko rushed down the stairs in a wild panic as Kenji caught her before she fell.
"What is it, honey?" Kenji asked, looking at his wife with worry.
"It's Usagi. She's not in her room." Ikuko tried to regain her breathing, while calming down.
"Where could she be?"
"I'm right here." The voice drifted from the doorway, as they all turned as one to stare at the newcomer.
"USAGI?!!"
"Yeah. Who else could it be?" Usagi walked pass them to her room.
"Where were you, Usagi?" Shingo demanded.
"I was almost at school, when I forgot this." Usagi came out of her room with a small book.
Everyone's jaws hit the floor.
"Gotta go. Bye." But before Usagi could go a step further, her family was all over her.
"No fever."
"Don't see any bump."
"Brain damage?"
"Who are? What have you done to the real Usagi?"
"STOP IT!" Usagi separated herself from her family as a huge sweat drop appear on the side of her face. "I think I should know who I am, wouldn't you say?" With those final words, she turned on her heels and started on her way to school once more. Her family watched with mouths agape.
"I still don't believe that was Usagi."
'What a day at school, but just to see the expressions on everyone's faces was worth it.'
Just as she was about to pass the arcade, she paused and entered it.
"Motoki-chan!" As Usagi headed towards him, she noticed that the senshi were in their usual booth and that they had stopped talking and were just watching her. She ignored them as she passed.
"Usa-chan!" Motoki stopped wiping the counter and got her a drink. "It's great to see you here."
"Arigato, Motoki-chan. I could sure use the drink." Usagi looked around as she grabbed her drink.
"Is Daimon here by any chance?" Usagi asked casually.
"Not that I see."
"Oh."
Motoki noticed that she looked disappointed. He hadn't missed the glance that she had cast around as she entered.
"Looking for someone?" Motoki teased.
Usagi blushed and looked away from Motoki's imploring gaze.
"Looking for who?"
With a startled gasp, Usagi turned and found the very person she was hoping to find and started stuttering an answer.
"Daimon! Eh.. uh... um...."
"Yes, that's my name... and...?"
"Nothing!" Usagi said quickly, while blushing.
"Usagi was just-," Motoki was cut off by Usagi's hand on his mouth. His eyes were sparkling with ill-suppressed mischief. Usagi glared at him as Daimon watched on in amusement.
"Usagi was just what?" Daimon asked curiously.
Usagi gave a look to Motoki that said, 'You say anything and you would suffer the worst death possible.' Turning back to Daimon, she said, "I was just ordering a drink."
Motoki arched a blonde eyebrow, since Usagi's hand was still on his mouth.
Seeing this, Usagi growled under her breath. 'Reminder to self: KILL MOTOKI WHEN THE FIRST CHANCE PRESENTS ITSELF!' Thinking that over, she thought it would be too late to get him. 'Later... later, you would feel my wrath....'
Daimon glanced back and forth between them in curiosity.
"So...?"
* * *
Here's the new chapter! It's short, I know, but I'm running outta ideas since I'm always eiter starting on a new fanfic or skipping to the end. Sorry about it taking so long, but school is a prison, literally! Too many tests and homework is not good for the body. Tell them that... but they still don't listen anyway. By the way, many thanks to all those who reviewed! Ja! ^.~