Author's Notes: Wow, guys I am so sorry. I know this chapter has been long in coming. But I decided to sit my lazy butt down and finish this chapter. It's been halfway finished for months. MONTHS! I got some comments about what Darien might be thinking.. But let me explain a couple of things. The letter is when Serena wrote it, it has not been delivered to Darien yet. I plan for this story to be very long, so Darien will come in eventually.. But you have to understand that she has to leave in order for the title to take place.. Umm.. GoodBye to you.. Get it? Lol ok.. But just so I don't leave ya hanging, Darien will come in at the very end of this. Aren't you excited?! I am! Ok.. So PLEASE review.. All the reviews I got on just my first chapter made me soo happy, you have no idea. Especially considering I just started writing a couple of months ago! Keep it up.

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Good Bye to You

Chapter: 2

Author:~Belle~

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A taxi silently drove throughout the cold Tokyo weather. It was the time of year that would usually foretell snow, but this year for some strange reason the beautiful flakes of snow refused to land on the Earth. As if some invisible force had decided that this year would just be plain, old, cold. The same sort of cold that lingered inside the hearts of many. The taxi slowly made its way through the empty Tokyo streets occupied by a petite, young lady with golden, long hair. If it weren't for the tears escaping her eyes, one would say she was young. But the tears that soundlessly made their way down her cheek gave her an almost old and ghostly look. The taxi driver would repeatedly cast his glance to his rearview mirror hoping that the crying had ceased. He expected her to be young and it frightened him to see the knowledge and understanding her eyes possessed at such a young age. She shouldn't be all packed to go, she shouldn't have to be forced to go out there and face the world just when she was beginning to know what it was to live. He suspected that she did not cry for her family, she did not cry for her friends, or even for a loved one, but he saw her cry for the world. She cried for their future, a future she could not change. Not anymore. She cried for the future of every little child, of every woman and man, and she cried for the future of one little girl who would never be. Her sweet baby girl, the one thing that she had felt was for certain, she had killed her. She had ruined her little girl's only chance at living. All the deaths of every youma she had every killed could never amount to the death of this one little girl. To the stolen life of a beautiful girl that would of been her daughter, to the life that would of grown in her womb if it weren't for that man. That horrible, horrible man.

The old man made a left at a big intersection in the city, and made his way towards Tokyo Airport. He feared the uncertainty he saw in her crystal, sapphire eyes. The doubts that slowly began to linger with every street they passed. Her hands began to turn white and she slowly but fiercely made them into tight fists in order to keep herself going. She was being driven from this wonderful city by something much deeper than he would ever be able to comprehend. In all the years of his life he had never witnessed something so heart-wrenching as the sight of this beautiful lady, who was no longer girl, but not yet woman. Something inside told him to refuse her the ride, to save her from this horrid mistake that she would make in just a short hour. He knew that as soon as she entered the airport, she would not turn back, not ever. She would forever be changed with this single day. He dreaded that she might become bitter just like every other man and woman who entered the real world, especially at such a young age. But alas, he was not her father, nor did he have any right to warn her. He was just an old man driving a taxi, trying to make a living.

As they passed by a large apartment building in the prosperous side of town, the driver clearly heard her whisper, "stop." He made a curve into one of the side parking's of the residence and got out to open her door. He suddenly had new hope, maybe, just maybe, someone in there would be able to stop her. Someone would convince her to stay in this city, and continue to live life with the ones she loved.

"Shall I wait for you, miss?" inquired the aged man.

"Yes, please. I'll only take a few minutes." said the girl as she quickly walked up the stairs into the apartment lobby and disappeared from view. To any of the spectators, they saw a girl who had her whole life ahead of her, few looked deep enough to see the truth. The truth was that she was broken up inside, her heart had been trampled on one to many times. Serena felt hot tears stream down her face as she clicked the button for the elevator. She didn't dare take the stairs for if it were up to her, she'd purposefully trip and die right there and then. She clicked the button to floor 11 and silently awaited the all too familiar 'ding' the elevator gave when reaching it's destination. She had visited this apartment none but too many times. And she let a sob out as she thought of the fact that this would be the very last time she ever walked into it. Out of all the times they had said Good-bye to each other, after all the deaths, she felt nothing would ever compare to this very moment. For she had never purposefully left and gave up on the one man that she loved above all others. But it seemed this was something decided by a far greater force than her. And even throughout all the other good-byes, she had never felt the sense of inevitable loneliness as she did now. For in all other times she knew that fate and destiny would once again bring them together in another time and another place. But this time, well, this time was different. Destiny had written out a path for them and they like fools had broken away from it's track.



Oh yes, now was certainly different from every other time. This time there was no turning back. This time her mother wasn't there to find a happier place for her. This time there wasn't a powerful crystal that would grant her dying wish. This time it was just her and the world. Her and the world she had truly never been ready to face. A shiver racked her body as she thought of the cold nights she would have to endure after today. There would no longer be loving arms to enwrap her in their warmth whenever she felt like she wasn't worth anything. Her family and friends wouldn't be able to give her benevolent words of comfort. It was truly time to grow up, grow up and live up to her destiny. Everyone always told her what her future was, a grand beautiful life was ahead of her... but she always feared she knew the truth. Her destiny was a life alone, followed with the regret of the many lives she had ruined.

'Ding'



The sound of the bell startled Serena and she stood there staring at the open doors, waiting for her mind to register their meaning. She was there, there were truly no seconds thoughts. There weren't any second chances left, and no one more times. She felt as though she were walking towards her death, at least leaving the other half of her soul felt the same as being dead. She let the tears silently continue down her soft, pale skin, it's not as if they had ever stopped to begin with. She hated the fact that even her walking through these halls was a huge difference of what she use to do. She walked through halls that she had once skipped into, and uninterestedly passed the doors that she had once looked at with amazement. She remembered the countless times she had stood in front of each door, making up some faerie tale life for each of their inhabitants. She would guess that door 1011 was the home of a future punk star because of the loud music that always blared through the doors. Door 1013 was the home of a loving family because of the soft music that came from inside, and the constant giggle of a four year old girl. And Door 1015... well that was the door of the man she loved. Door 1015 was at the very end of this long hallway and that was her first destination. The first destination in what would be the long journey of change and pain. As she came to a quiet stop in front of the door, she began to feel a mad tremble circulate through her body. As if her mind and body had finally understood her task and were both madly trying to stop her. Both mind and body futilely disagreed with the drastic step she was going to take and desperately tried to prevent her from doing it. Trembling hands reached into her coat pocket and took out an envelope. She had spent countless hours trying to get the letter into the envelope. Yes, many would of looked on in pity if they saw how many times she had put it inside and taken it back out. But once the letter were to be securely sealed into the envelope, then all would begin to take its route. And so it did. For here she was in front of Chiba Mamoru's door. She would leave this letter and move on. Never, ever to look back.

She stared at the envelope that had her heart and soul poured out into it. This very envelope contained a letter that would finally bring Mamoru to understand everything she had felt throughout this time. Throughout EVERY time he had torn her heart into little pieces. She hopelessly had to let go of this past, of this present. Anything, absolutely anything had to be better than this. The constant hurt, the deep penetrating hurt in her heart needed to go away. It had all left a deep scar inflicted into the very tissues of her soul. She could no longer attempt to freeze the happy moments in order to make her life more bearable. She was slowly breaking down, and she had become bitter. Bitter that he could not have loved her, needed her like she had always needed him. She had given him so much and what had she gotten? A few moments of happiness quickly squashed by all the hurt and pain. She missed who he use to be. He use to truly be her prince, he made her smile Not CRY! The past has become just that, the past. She felt as though she were being crushed to death, so much that she could not breathe. The weight of the world had never been as heavy as this, as her poor, tortured broken heart.

She gently placed the letter in front of his door and prepared to ring the bell. She would just leave the letter, she could not bare to see his face. The face that always contorted into one of disgust and hatred whenever he laid eyes on her. 'Hurry up' she berated with herself. She quickly rang the bell three times and made a mad dash towards the elevator.

When Mamoru heard the door ring he quickly put down his physics book and ran for the door. All he saw when he opened it were two pigtails as the elevator quickly shut closed behind them. 'Oh Usako, what am I doing to you?' As he was about to go back into his apartment he saw a pink envelope on the floor. He bent down to pick it up and clearly saw his name written on it in perfect handwriting. Chiba Mamoru. Ouch, that hurt. Would he ever hear her call him Mamo-chan again? He entered his apartment and quickly shut the door behind him. He sat on his comforter and prepared to read Usagi's heartfelt pleas for his love.

****Of all the things I've believed in****

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Author's Note: I was planning to write more but I thought I could start the next chapter with that. Umm.. I didn't mean to make Mamoru to sound conceited at the end but yeah. I bet alot of you are guessing why he broke up with her!!! Hahah, because remember this is after Galaxia and all them people. No more battles!! So what would it be?? Wanna give me some of your thoughts?! Allright, well PLEASE REVIEW! I love reviews. Woo! Im actually proud of myself for finally getting this out although its not THAT great. Thanks again for all the support.

~Belle~