Title: Rain drops glisten
Author: Starvilles/ Frost
Email: c_genome@hotmail.com
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Genre: Romance/Drama
[April.10.2003] - [May.10.2003]

Yesh! I'm back! Its been a month though.... .
Sorry, I've been incredibly busy with finals coming up, presentations,
my web site, you know the deal. Also the fact that i've been having writers block!
*dies* A writers nightmare I tell you! I decided to split this chapter into 2 pieces. Mostly because I hate
that its taking me so long to write this, and I want to get something out, ya? :) This chapter will probably be one my favorites.
Here is where the real romance starts to kick in :D :D :D!! Without further... adieu(sp?) ; --- *dies for lack of spelling properly* Without
further notice I present to you Chapter 2a :D !
Disclaimers: ($_$) *prances around on a bed full of money and jewels and--- and fan-mail!* YES! YES! YESSSS!!! [ imagine the Herbal
Essence commercials :D ] .... *wakes up from dream* Oh... I thought I owned Sailor Moon ToT ( in other words, I don't own SM.... or Herbal
Eccense )
"Don't hold onto the past and expect to move on."
-Me
RAINDROPS GLISTEN - CHAPTER 2a - "If only I could speak the words, let me act them out"
She smiled out the window, stirring her cold coffee silently.
"Usagi?"
She broke out of her dream like state, looking into the enigmatic eyes of
Chiba Mamoru.

He studied the precious girl in front of him, wishing he had met her earlier in his life.
This new feeling... what was it? Could it be love? He wasn't sure. Itd been so long since he'd
loved.
What was it, 12 years maybe? It didn't matter. What was this? He wasn't in love, he convinced
himself half-heartedly, his eyes glancing at her bubble gum lips.
Usagi had noticed his eyes had gone a deep blue shrouded with pain for a brief moment.
Then a blink later it was gone, just like a summer storm.

That day after the thunder-storm had swept in, the thunder storm which had led the two
closer together spontaneously, the young women and man had planned a quiet get together at the notable 'Crown's Video Arcade'.
Now if you had asked any walker-by they would've called it a plain'ole date, enough said.
But those two had made a mutual agreement that it was _NOT_ a date, instead simply two friends getting together for a little coffee
and small talk. After the good turning out of that day though, they decided to go the day after that which lead to everyday then on.

One thing Mamoru had not planned on letting go to her was the fact that his parents were dead.
He had never in his life told that to anyone. He could never manage it, and if he did they would give him pity. He didn't need
pity from anyone. Not now, not ever. To give pity would make him feel weak, helpless like a suppressed puppy in a prodigious
metropolis. He couldn't help telling her. It felt so befitting, and he knew he could tell her. He knew he could tell her anything.

...."Yes?" she asked, laying her spoon on the napkin beside her cup.
"Are you busy this weekend? For I wondering if you'd like to come with me to my uncle's country
house."
She quickly leaned over the table in joviality nearly spilling over her coffee, "Are you serious?!"
"Quite." Mamoru answered, his heart beating in unsure anxiety. 'What if she said no? Then what?'
The nearness of her stilled him, intrigued him like nothing had before, The scent of her, the warmth from her. It was all to
bewitchingly pleasent.
"Yes," her eyes smiling of joy and excitement, "of course I will!"

{.... 'I can't believe it'}

The young man gleamed, and to his surprise and hers he reached out onto the table and took
her hand in his own, his thumb brushing softly against her wrist.
The endearing touch sent shivers down his spine, sending an aftermath of tinges through his
body, but he refused to let go because of that. For a moment he wondered if she felt the same way... if she had
felt the same tingle, or something like it at least.

The smell of coffee wafted through the arcade. The arcade games still beeped with victory or
loss, and the chatting constantly went on, but to the young couple those things were painted in a blurry
perpetual grey and all that was visible were the souls of each other.

Usagi blushed softly, not moving her hand from the comforting gesture Mamoru was providing. Mamoru watched
her brilliant colored lips turn up into a smile.
"Is there anything specific you would like me to wear?" She inquired, looking out the window for a
brief second watching a curious kid peek into a nice looking car, the wind shifting his hair back and forth.
"Anything you'd like, dear." He felt so incredibly blessed, wasn't he? he was beginning to
realize that maybe...us humans weren't supposed to be alone. Perhaps there _was_ a someone for everyone out there.
Wouldn't that be soul mates? Could Usagi be the missing key to his soul? Every time she was near him he felt this fullness
inside of his heart, a wonderful feeling he only experience when she was around, her and no other. Could.... -- 'No' he berated
himself, there was no such thing as soul mates.
By now Usagi was holding his hand, smiling. She looked even more joyous than she had when he had
met her. Could it be because of him, the young man wondered in awe.
{.... There was something different about this get together. Something. What was it though?}
It was mid-day and the sun had just breached the middle of the day and the golden rays stretched
far out into the abyss of the soft blue sky. The soft breeze swept over the fresh green grass in a tidal wave of
comfort. The day was perfect.

Mamoru looked over to Usagi. She looked so serene. So amazing, she wore a soft peach dress
and her honey hued hair flowed over her neck as smooth as china silk.
"You look amazing." Mamoru commented again, switching his view back to the road, out the corner of his
eye he could see a crimson blush grace her face.
"Thank you." She smiled, "How big is your country house?"
"Ah well, I'd say its a bit smaller than the main house I live in, but I love it here so much."
Usagi nodded and smiled, turning back to the window to look outside. They were passing a place
foreign to her. It was beautiful, it was like another world that she had never discovered until now. Green hills,
covered in a sea of dandelions. Sparkling down, the sun gave the flowers an iridescent shine giving it all it had to offer, warmth.
The green of the grass was so rich and lively she wondered briefly what the country house would look like.

The road began to narrow, and she could tell they would be reaching their destination soon. A huge
white house began to slide into view and she gasped in delight, "Its that it?"
Mamoru gave a nod, slightly amused at the looking her face. When they reached the driveway of
the house, Mamoru stopped the engine tucking his keys into his pockets and left the car to open up her door.
"My lady," he joked, taking her soft hand in his own, a grin budding on his lips. Surprised at the chivalrous he
showed, she smiled widely.
"Why thank you kind sir." She looked around at the huge expanse once more. "This place is marvellous."
"No, you are my dear." With that he brought her hand to his lips in a swift motion, his lips hovering over
her wrist. Usagi gulped inaudibly, afraid she might collapse for heartbeat sped up so quickly.

The young mans eyes bored into hers, searching... searching for something she knew naught of.
What was he searching for? She asked herself, puzzled. Could he be searching for something that was similar
to his feelings at the moment? Perhaps he was searching for the same passion, the same nervousness, the same butterflies
he was feeling at this moment.
His hands grew clammy and then with a supreme gentleness and lust that surprised both him and her, he kissed
her wrist.
The feel of his lips searing her skin, even though his lips were cold, with an ardent that traveled through her
skin and into her very bones, making her shiver of delight and her pulse quickened with every breath she took.
He then let go of her hand, but the warmth in his body remained ever still, refusing to budge and
break this spell that was over him. "I've always wanted to do that to a beautiful girl. I just never found one until now."
He smiled geniuely as a miraculous smile formed on Usagi's lips.
After Mamoru had given Usagi a tour of the house he took her to the last place she had yet to see.
The gardens. The place he treasured most.

USAGI'S P.O.V. #

Mamoru's country house was massive and beautiful. He told me all sorts of stories from his childhood.
I had always loved him, from the moment I layed eyes on him at the park I knew he was special, but today... today
I think I _truly_ fell in love. There was no doubt. Only truth.

"I want you to close your eyes." He ordered softly, his tone was light, "I've gota surprise for you." With
that he winked. I laughed a little, nervous but at he same time excited. I obidently closed my eyes entrusting him
to lead me safely to where he was taking me. But somehow not only was I trusting him with that, I was trusting
him with something deeper: my heart and everything I had to give. He led me outside, telling me to walk slowly.
His hands enveloped my small ones pulling me lightly along the way, and not once had I tripped. My heart was racing
and at the same time all I could think about was him. Anticipation. The birds were chirping softly in the air, a sweet
tune wafting over the area, and the soft, lush grass beneath tickled my toes playfully. He let go of my hand, to
encircle his arms around my waist, his chin resting lightly on the crook of my neck. "Go ahead and open your eyes."

FLASHBACK # [ still Usagi's P.O.V.]
Mamoru led me through the house little tales following each room. I knew there was more to Mamoru then
everyone had told me. Behind that mask was someone miraculously beautiful. Someone mysterious. Someone with
a pain excluded far inside his soul... yet he had let me in. And whether he knew it or not, he couldn't handle this by
himself like he believed he could. He needed someone to help him through, someone to whom he could share his tears
with, or his pain, or his laughter. Didn't we all need someone like that?

I slipped my hand within his, before I could even think about it. He paused in mid-sentence, looking at
me astounded. For a moment I wondered if I had made a mistake. But before I could let go his surprised look
faded into a smile
and he squeezed my hand. I could feel my face warm up and I smiled back. Inside the house, the walls
were painted white, the house was spacious and held painting on every wall. Mamoru explained to me how he
painted on his free time.
I turned to look at him. "You painted all these?" I know I probably sounded stupid, but I was
amazed. The painting were absolutely incredible, every thing, down the the last brush stroke.

"Don't look so surprised." he chided softly. The paintings were all different in their own way, but one
thing remained common, they all had a bittersweet theme. Bathed in a hollow sheet of anguish and passion.
When Mamoru knew my attention was back on him he began, "Theres one more place I'd like to show you,"
mirth shimmering in his eyes.

FLASHBACK ENDED #
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