Author's Notes: Weeeeeee!!!! More chapies!!
Disclaimer: Because I got high… Because I got high… Because I got hiiiiiiiigh….
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Heaven's Flames
Chapter 18
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Usagi eyed her lover carefully. He had a very far away look in his eyes…It was almost… eerie…
A small "Mamo-chan?" had the vampire nearly jumping out of his pallid skin. He turned to the small young women next to him, wide eyed. She was watching him carefully – too carefully, as far as Mamoru was concerned.
"Are you OK…?" the blonde questioned skeptically. "You seem worried about something…"
"No! I'm fine!" Mamoru blurted out a bit too quickly. He flushed a deep red. "I'm… fine," he answered again, slower and softer, so as to not worry Usagi even more. If he didn't quit being so damn obvious…
The blonde quickly abandoned the curiosity and let a smile light up her features. Mamoru felt his heart nearly melt at that smile. He was instantly reminded of how close he was to loosing her just a few days ago… and now… now he was being threatened with loosing her again… With her going… back home…
"Well," Usagi chirped, shrugging off Mamoru's sport's jacket and handing it to him, "I'm gonna go take a bath!" She pecked him on the cheek and bound off before the vampire could even protest.
And then it hit him.
What if Seiya was still at the lake?! What if he found Usagi and took her home?! What if Mamoru would never even get to do so much as say goodbye?!
But… if he stopped her… then she would know that he had already met Seiya and nearly blew her chance at getting home… And that wasn't what he wanted either…
Mamoru closed his eyes painfully and uttered a small "goodbye"… just in case…
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Usagi pulled back on her socks over her still damp feet and jammed back on her shoes. She ran her fingers through her blonde, tangled, and wet hair, desperately trying to get out at least some of the knots. Just as she stood from her seat on a large boulder she heard a crunching sound behind her.
The blonde whipped around, pigtails dancing in her face. Her blue eyes were wide with shimmering terror. "W-who's there?!" she croaked out. Usagi's heart hammered mercilessly in her ribcage, speeding up even more when she saw a figure stumble forward.
She blinked. Was it just her imagination, or was this creature… human…?
"Hey!" Usagi managed out. "Who are you?"
The figure looked up with pain filled blue eyes. Dark navy hair hung limply over his sweat soaked face. He unconsciously clutched at the wound on his upper left arm harder. Recognition dawned over his features.
"Aren't you…?" he mumbled, pulling something out of his breast pocket. He searched through a small stack of photos until he found what he was looking for: a picture of a teenager with bright blue eyes, blonde hair in an extremely unusual hairstyle, and a wide, cheerful smile. He flipped the photo over, reading the name he had scribble on the back. "You're…" he began once more, looking up at Usagi, "you're Tsukino, right…?"
Usagi made a small noise of shock. "Um… y-yes… I am… But who--?"
The man smiled despite the blood dripping from his arm that Usagi noted with a frown. He reached into his blazer's pocket again and pulled out a badge. "Kou Seiya. I work with the NYPD." Usagi's eyes widened drastically. "I'm here to bring you home, missy," he added with a wink.
The tears of joy sprung up quickly, but she hastily blinked them away. There would be a time for rejoicing later, after she helped fix Seiya's wound, and after she told Mamoru the good news…
Home…
After a moment Seiya found himself seated on the boulder Usagi had recently occupied with his blazer draped over his lap, and his sleeve rolled up. Usagi hovered over the gash worriedly.
"You were attacked, I gather?" the blonde questioned, ripping a long strip of cloth from the bottom of her skirt and dipping it in the lake.
"Yeah, but I managed to ge—AAAH!" Seiya howled as Usagi scrubbed at the wound. The blonde couldn't help but giggle.
"Don't be such a baby, do you want an infection?" she reprimanded. "Besides, if you managed to get hurt this badly and still run away, then you can deal with this." Usagi wrapped her makeshift-bandage around his arm tightly for good measure, issuing another cry out of Seiya and a small curse. She giggled again.
"I'm glad you find this so amusing," the officer grumbled, yanking his am away and babying it. Usagi smiled and shifted into Indian style at his feet.
"Well, you oughta be more careful!" she chided. "This place is really dangerous!"
Seiya leaned forward and smiled. "So, tell me then, missy, how has such a cute girl like you survived here for so long?"
Usagi felt a small blush creep up on her cheeks. When he was so close, she couldn't help but realize how handsome this man was… She absent-mindedly wondered how old he was…
"Um… I've had help…" she replied quickly, busying herself by looking through the remaining photos. Her hands froze at one in particular.
A boy, about 15 or so, stood giving a peace sign and a cheesy grin. His skin was tan, which - along with his deep black hair and dark blue eyes - gave him a very intriguing look.
Usagi's breath caught in her throat. Was that really…? Could it be…?
"Lemme guess," Seiya spoke, waking Usagi from her reverie. "You're help was a certain… vampire?"
The blonde's head snapped up to stare at Seiya in shock. "How did you…?" The picture fell from her fingertips to land upside down in her lap. Two words were scribbled onto the back: Chiba Mamoru.
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Author's Notes: Woo,
shortness. I say that as if I never write short chapters… Hmm…
Oh well… I hope you enjoyed it anyway, ^_^;;;
