Too Late
By: SailorAino
Author's Note on bottom if you are interested. Otherwise Proceed.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailormoon blah blah. I do own the story though.
Chapter 18: Why does Love Hurt so Much?
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Fate intertwines these two souls
Bound by fate
Defeated by fate
When can they find an end
To this never-ending torture
Have the heavens forsaken them and left them to pain?
Anonymous
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Motoki's POV
It looks like the others have ditched us. Guess it is just us six today. Ah. Mina looks so pretty in that sundress. God she is beautiful. Looking over at Mamoru and Usagi, I could only shake my head at them. Those two are hopeless. Hopelessly in love with each other, yet why the hell aren't they together? I really don't get those two. Might as well not get involved. Let me go snuggle up to Mina. I slipped my arms around her waist.
"Hey baby."
"Yes sexy"
"Ugh, you two go get a room or something. We came to hang out not MAKE OUT."
"Aww… Are you jealous Mamoru?
"Why would be jealous when I have Usagi?"
Mamoru puts his arms around Usagi, who look the most uneasy and distressed.
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Haruka's POV
Can't that damn bastard see that she is uneasy around him? Why the hell is he acting like this when he rejected her? Damn him. I should just walk over there and punch the daylights out of him. If he dares hurt her any more, I will make his life a living hell. Usagi is like a sister to me. I would not stand around and watch her get hurt. If Michi haven't told me that Usagi did not want us to make any trouble for Mamoru because he rejected her, I would have so corner him and questioned him.
"Hands off Chiba. Usa's Mines."
Hmm.. interesting development. Hm… at least I can be sure that Seiya would not hurt her.
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Usagi's POV
Shock and joy went through me when Mamo-chan placed his arms around me, but just for a while because soon I realized I should not be too happy because he have no feelings for me. I really want to believe that he have feelings for me, but I know that will never be. I will always just be his friend and nothing more. I want to move out of his arms, but I don't have the strength to do so. Act natural Usagi. Act natural. You told yourself you will only be friends with him. Then suddenly Seiya pulled me from Mamo-chan's grasp. I was glad that he did so I do not need to be in Mamo-chan's arm making me feel all these feelings that I do not want because they can never come true.
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Heaven looked upon the two souls
Pitying for their destiny
Crying for their pain and their fate
Wondering if these two souls could endure their trial
Anonymous
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Seiya's POV
I saw red come to me when Mamoru pulled Usa into his arms. What the hell is he thinking? Is he trying to hurt her because if that is so, he have succeeded. I do not know why I utter that Usa is mines. I do know. I really want her to be mines, but she only have eyes for him. As I pulled Usa into my arms, I saw Mamoru have jealousy flashed in his face. If he is jealous, then why did he rejected her. I really do not get this idiot. Could there have been a misunderstanding involved in this? Well let's find out. Might as well use his jealousy to see if he like her. Although I can not have her, I want her to be happy.
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What is held for these two souls?
Even the Heaven wonder
Even the Heaven nor anyone knows
Fate have kept this secret for not even they know.
Anonymous
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Author's Note: Hey everyone! My muse came back and begged for forgiveness. ) Back to giving you guys sappy chapters. Lolz. I really enjoy writing my story although I do not necessary think it is good. ) I love you guys. Makes me so happy that someone reads my story and likes it. Just interested if you guys are interested in an untimely demise of Misako? Then again I think I want to keep her around to torture Mamoru a bit more.
My friend is going to choke me because of something I wrote in the story. Lolz. O Well. Hope she doesn't kill or else there will be no update.
BTW Do you guys like the poem above? ) I love it! That's why it is in the chapter.