Usagi hummed a soft tune as she walked back to her room with a mug of steaming hot chocolate in her left hand. She smiled a bit as she held the yellow sun mug under her chin. She always loved feeling the heat tickle it. The feeling made her feel so warm inside when she was little.
"But, the best part was drinking it," she said to her thoughts, "especially when recovering from a killer hangover."
This was very true. Usagi woke up to nothing but the great discomfort and pain of her throbbing head. Aside from that, she was torn from her not so peaceful slumber with a dry throat, bad breath, smeared make up, tangled hair and naked. It only took her a long four minutes to remember why she was all of the above and hating it.
But, it only took a minute to start crying.
Now, after some make up remover, a shower, a bit of moisturizer and a mug of hot chocolate, Usagi felt somewhat refreshed. If only these could take away her nagging conscience.
"Just don't think about it too much…otherwise in about an hour you're gonna kill Mamoru at work, Usagi." The actress fought the urge to laugh at how much of a pleasure that would actually be, but the feeling of dizziness and a throbbing head would be her only reward if she did. So, she opted to just turn on her fair-sized television and check on what the media decided to say about her performance the night before.
A young, timid voice ran through Usagi's sense to hear and she wiped the warm moist off her chin.
"Please, I already told you. We all just had some fun at dinner and drank a few drinks. Now, if that's a crime then practically the whole world should be accused and guilty! -Miss Tsukino just had a little too much to drink, we were having a good time as friends-"
Usagi finished taking a sip from her mug and smiled. Rai, thought Usagi as she stared at the woman trying not to scream at the press. Her green eyes reflected that of modesty and honesty as she protested in favor of Usagi.
"Thank you…" came out the words as if the auburn-haired girl could hear.
She missed Hiyoshi.
~~~~
"Usagi! Hey, saw you on the newsstands, it's like you're famous over night, girl!"
Gold tresses shined as Usagi stopped and turned from her car. She took off her shades coolly and took a look around the studio parking lot. Her lips immediately formed a smile once she saw a chocolate-haired girl who looked to be about her age. Her amber eyes glistened with taunting mischief Usagi always adored about her.
"Why, Etsuko, it's been awhile."
"You betcha! Aren't you excited about your movie? We get to work again for at least about a few hours for a measly five minutes! I was so happy, I couldn't sleep last night." The girl giggled to herself in delight.
"Really, though, it's been awhile," Usagi let out a little melody of delight herself, "I almost forgot how cheery you make me!"
The chocolate hair waved around as the girl nodded her head. It swayed around the middle of her black shirt that hung around her body nicely. Long enough to be a mini dress and Usagi complimented how well it went with Etsuko's jeans and sandals. Stylish as always.
"You don't look so bad yourself! Come on, Taku's waiting, he's just as crazy about this as I am."
Etsuko's slender hand grabbed onto Usagi's elbow and guided her towards the metal doors.
"I have to warn you, though, he's with Mamoru."
Usagi raised an eyebrow as the pair slowed down. A middle aged man passed by them carrying a bouquet of roses. They were a deep glow of red and perfectly without thorns. Usagi could only think how imperfect they were. She hated roses. They always reminded her of Mamoru and she hated to be reminded of Mamoru.
"Usagi, ya in there? Come on, I know last night's fiasco involved Mamoru! You sure can stand up to him, but he's always a big jerk to you. Try and tolerate him a bit more instead of losing your temper."
"Eh?"
"Argh... Usagi, still spacing out during the important moments! Come on, let's just go do our jobs."
A sigh was heard amongst Usagi's giggle attack.
~~~~
She watched intently the boy on the bed. He looked strikingly like Mamoru. It was so amazing. He just fidgeted around before everything started in his little hospital clothes.
She smiled.
A man in a pair of jeans with a stylish faded shirt rubbed something under the dark haired boy's eyes with his thumb. Then he gave thumbs up.
"Action!"
A moment or two passed by and the boy just sat there on the edge of the bed looking down. There was hardly any sound except the stilled air and the child moved a bit. Usagi just couldn't get over how cute he was in those hospital clothes and suddenly he wiped at his eyes and looked up.
A round, tear-stained face held shining blue eyes brimming with tears.
"Why are you crying?"
Wiping the cold sleeve across his eyes, mini-Mamoru sniffed and stared at a little girl. She wore a small purple dress and carried a small bouquet of roses in her hands. Usagi wondered where she came from. The girl in the purple dress stared innocently with large, crystal blue eyes into those of the boy on the bed. Small at age and body, she bravely asked why the boy was crying again.
He was alone and his only friend was leaving him. The boy's black bangs fell into his eyes. He was all alone. Usagi's spirit felt down.
It was the scene.
The little girl's bouncy blonde head lay against the boy's hand as she closed her eyes, claiming and promising to be his friend.
To never leave him alone.
So innocent was she as she opened her big, round eyes to stare into the boy's surprised ones.
Usagi closed hers, gently, remembering. She wished she still had her hangover. Anything would have been better than the feelings flowing through her heart and mind. She rubbed at her arms as her sensitive eyes scanned for Mamoru. The girl promised to see her new friend again as she left a rose. A beautiful red rose from her bouquet.
The boy held the red rose in between his fingers. And, as Usagi stared at it, she could only see Mamoru.
~~~~
The real Mamoru stayed a little ways behind Usagi. Never really looking directly at her, he kept his eyes on the children before the crew. He thought they were cute and almost laughed when the silver hair gleamed as it swayed with Usagi's searching head. If she ever looked behind her she would find who she was looking for.
Little Mamoru wiped the moist from his eyes again and darted out the set up hospital door, rose in hand.
He was alone as a child, just like him. Mamoru, that is. No one to call mom or dad, except in the memories he could never see. He raised himself above the misery. He raised himself through life.
Usagi finally looked behind.
~~~~
"Ann!" whined the golden-haired girl in a sailor-styled school uniform.
Short brown hair just above the shoulders of a chuckling girl waved a bit. Her girl's matching eyes looked menacing as she glared.
"Darien's MINE, Serena, just get use to it."
"Uh…guys?" said a hopeless and confused Darien in between the two teenage girls.
~~~~
A young man who was surrounded by a group of fellow classmates as he played a soft melody on his flute, sat cozy on a windowsill. His eyes closed, a serene look radiated off everyone with awe. He truly was the definition of calm and gentle. But, as a curious loud girl came around the perimeter of him, his eyes snapped open.
"Serena…"
"Oh, hi, Alan!" came the familiar, bubbly voice of the blonde he adored.
~~~~
"Oh, you two were just wonderful!" cried Usagi as she walked in between the two brunettes, "I really wish it could've all lasted more than a day…but this time, we just have to keep in touch! It's always a pleasure to see you guys."
"Of course, Usagi, we're the greatest." A fist playfully hit the arm of the boy known as Alan.
"Taku, shut up," came Etsuko's snippy reply. They all looked at each other and laughed it all away. Good times.
"So, guys, we'll see you this weekend right? The girls are coming to fulfill their roles, a big party's brewing!" Usagi's eyes gleamed with excitement. She could not wait to see the girls.
"You bet, Usagi! Wouldn't miss it for anything…you sure you don't want to eat dinner with us?"
"Umm…no thanks, guys, you saw the news last night…I need to talk to Hiyoshi."
She bit on her lower lip for a brief moment and the pair understood. Taku was the first to give her a hug.
"It'll be fine," he whispered and the blonde nodded.
"Yea! He knows what's good for him, and you're definitely good!" Etsuko winked at Usagi after she gave her own little hug.
"Thanks guys, I'll see you later."
Soon enough the two walked away to their own separated cars and drove away. Usagi sighed and went back inside the building to get her things.
~~~~
so, this chapter wasn't as interesting as I hoped it would be. And, I'm betting that possibly more than a few of you agree! Haha, compared to my other chapters, at least…but, yes, I've been meaning to try and get this outta the way. I tried to make it emotional or funny, but it just wasn't…it was a failed filter, I suppose. But! At least now I can move on from this horrible chapter and finish writing the GOOD and BETTER stuff I intend to write…all these plans are brewing in my head, guys. Please, stick with me on this one!
Oh, and, the hospital scene was from the movie with Fiore (spelling)…I think…Darien's old friend and such. Remember??? Well…yea, I couldn't find my tape so I just winged it.
mae: I've updated! :p thank you for yet another reason to finish this chapter.
Thanks to everyone! Much appreciated.
piss out and nadja trips out
"But, the best part was drinking it," she said to her thoughts, "especially when recovering from a killer hangover."
This was very true. Usagi woke up to nothing but the great discomfort and pain of her throbbing head. Aside from that, she was torn from her not so peaceful slumber with a dry throat, bad breath, smeared make up, tangled hair and naked. It only took her a long four minutes to remember why she was all of the above and hating it.
But, it only took a minute to start crying.
Now, after some make up remover, a shower, a bit of moisturizer and a mug of hot chocolate, Usagi felt somewhat refreshed. If only these could take away her nagging conscience.
"Just don't think about it too much…otherwise in about an hour you're gonna kill Mamoru at work, Usagi." The actress fought the urge to laugh at how much of a pleasure that would actually be, but the feeling of dizziness and a throbbing head would be her only reward if she did. So, she opted to just turn on her fair-sized television and check on what the media decided to say about her performance the night before.
A young, timid voice ran through Usagi's sense to hear and she wiped the warm moist off her chin.
"Please, I already told you. We all just had some fun at dinner and drank a few drinks. Now, if that's a crime then practically the whole world should be accused and guilty! -Miss Tsukino just had a little too much to drink, we were having a good time as friends-"
Usagi finished taking a sip from her mug and smiled. Rai, thought Usagi as she stared at the woman trying not to scream at the press. Her green eyes reflected that of modesty and honesty as she protested in favor of Usagi.
"Thank you…" came out the words as if the auburn-haired girl could hear.
She missed Hiyoshi.
~~~~
"Usagi! Hey, saw you on the newsstands, it's like you're famous over night, girl!"
Gold tresses shined as Usagi stopped and turned from her car. She took off her shades coolly and took a look around the studio parking lot. Her lips immediately formed a smile once she saw a chocolate-haired girl who looked to be about her age. Her amber eyes glistened with taunting mischief Usagi always adored about her.
"Why, Etsuko, it's been awhile."
"You betcha! Aren't you excited about your movie? We get to work again for at least about a few hours for a measly five minutes! I was so happy, I couldn't sleep last night." The girl giggled to herself in delight.
"Really, though, it's been awhile," Usagi let out a little melody of delight herself, "I almost forgot how cheery you make me!"
The chocolate hair waved around as the girl nodded her head. It swayed around the middle of her black shirt that hung around her body nicely. Long enough to be a mini dress and Usagi complimented how well it went with Etsuko's jeans and sandals. Stylish as always.
"You don't look so bad yourself! Come on, Taku's waiting, he's just as crazy about this as I am."
Etsuko's slender hand grabbed onto Usagi's elbow and guided her towards the metal doors.
"I have to warn you, though, he's with Mamoru."
Usagi raised an eyebrow as the pair slowed down. A middle aged man passed by them carrying a bouquet of roses. They were a deep glow of red and perfectly without thorns. Usagi could only think how imperfect they were. She hated roses. They always reminded her of Mamoru and she hated to be reminded of Mamoru.
"Usagi, ya in there? Come on, I know last night's fiasco involved Mamoru! You sure can stand up to him, but he's always a big jerk to you. Try and tolerate him a bit more instead of losing your temper."
"Eh?"
"Argh... Usagi, still spacing out during the important moments! Come on, let's just go do our jobs."
A sigh was heard amongst Usagi's giggle attack.
~~~~
She watched intently the boy on the bed. He looked strikingly like Mamoru. It was so amazing. He just fidgeted around before everything started in his little hospital clothes.
She smiled.
A man in a pair of jeans with a stylish faded shirt rubbed something under the dark haired boy's eyes with his thumb. Then he gave thumbs up.
"Action!"
A moment or two passed by and the boy just sat there on the edge of the bed looking down. There was hardly any sound except the stilled air and the child moved a bit. Usagi just couldn't get over how cute he was in those hospital clothes and suddenly he wiped at his eyes and looked up.
A round, tear-stained face held shining blue eyes brimming with tears.
"Why are you crying?"
Wiping the cold sleeve across his eyes, mini-Mamoru sniffed and stared at a little girl. She wore a small purple dress and carried a small bouquet of roses in her hands. Usagi wondered where she came from. The girl in the purple dress stared innocently with large, crystal blue eyes into those of the boy on the bed. Small at age and body, she bravely asked why the boy was crying again.
He was alone and his only friend was leaving him. The boy's black bangs fell into his eyes. He was all alone. Usagi's spirit felt down.
It was the scene.
The little girl's bouncy blonde head lay against the boy's hand as she closed her eyes, claiming and promising to be his friend.
To never leave him alone.
So innocent was she as she opened her big, round eyes to stare into the boy's surprised ones.
Usagi closed hers, gently, remembering. She wished she still had her hangover. Anything would have been better than the feelings flowing through her heart and mind. She rubbed at her arms as her sensitive eyes scanned for Mamoru. The girl promised to see her new friend again as she left a rose. A beautiful red rose from her bouquet.
The boy held the red rose in between his fingers. And, as Usagi stared at it, she could only see Mamoru.
~~~~
The real Mamoru stayed a little ways behind Usagi. Never really looking directly at her, he kept his eyes on the children before the crew. He thought they were cute and almost laughed when the silver hair gleamed as it swayed with Usagi's searching head. If she ever looked behind her she would find who she was looking for.
Little Mamoru wiped the moist from his eyes again and darted out the set up hospital door, rose in hand.
He was alone as a child, just like him. Mamoru, that is. No one to call mom or dad, except in the memories he could never see. He raised himself above the misery. He raised himself through life.
Usagi finally looked behind.
~~~~
"Ann!" whined the golden-haired girl in a sailor-styled school uniform.
Short brown hair just above the shoulders of a chuckling girl waved a bit. Her girl's matching eyes looked menacing as she glared.
"Darien's MINE, Serena, just get use to it."
"Uh…guys?" said a hopeless and confused Darien in between the two teenage girls.
~~~~
A young man who was surrounded by a group of fellow classmates as he played a soft melody on his flute, sat cozy on a windowsill. His eyes closed, a serene look radiated off everyone with awe. He truly was the definition of calm and gentle. But, as a curious loud girl came around the perimeter of him, his eyes snapped open.
"Serena…"
"Oh, hi, Alan!" came the familiar, bubbly voice of the blonde he adored.
~~~~
"Oh, you two were just wonderful!" cried Usagi as she walked in between the two brunettes, "I really wish it could've all lasted more than a day…but this time, we just have to keep in touch! It's always a pleasure to see you guys."
"Of course, Usagi, we're the greatest." A fist playfully hit the arm of the boy known as Alan.
"Taku, shut up," came Etsuko's snippy reply. They all looked at each other and laughed it all away. Good times.
"So, guys, we'll see you this weekend right? The girls are coming to fulfill their roles, a big party's brewing!" Usagi's eyes gleamed with excitement. She could not wait to see the girls.
"You bet, Usagi! Wouldn't miss it for anything…you sure you don't want to eat dinner with us?"
"Umm…no thanks, guys, you saw the news last night…I need to talk to Hiyoshi."
She bit on her lower lip for a brief moment and the pair understood. Taku was the first to give her a hug.
"It'll be fine," he whispered and the blonde nodded.
"Yea! He knows what's good for him, and you're definitely good!" Etsuko winked at Usagi after she gave her own little hug.
"Thanks guys, I'll see you later."
Soon enough the two walked away to their own separated cars and drove away. Usagi sighed and went back inside the building to get her things.
~~~~
so, this chapter wasn't as interesting as I hoped it would be. And, I'm betting that possibly more than a few of you agree! Haha, compared to my other chapters, at least…but, yes, I've been meaning to try and get this outta the way. I tried to make it emotional or funny, but it just wasn't…it was a failed filter, I suppose. But! At least now I can move on from this horrible chapter and finish writing the GOOD and BETTER stuff I intend to write…all these plans are brewing in my head, guys. Please, stick with me on this one!
Oh, and, the hospital scene was from the movie with Fiore (spelling)…I think…Darien's old friend and such. Remember??? Well…yea, I couldn't find my tape so I just winged it.
mae: I've updated! :p thank you for yet another reason to finish this chapter.
Thanks to everyone! Much appreciated.
piss out and nadja trips out