Author's Notes: Hey minna-san! Yes, yes, I am SOOOOOO sorry you had to wait for this SOOO long... At first, I've written little parts of it and I couldn't finish it, and then this one-week trip with my best friend to Slovenia turned up and I tried to finish it the night before, but she ended up having a sleepover at my house so I couldn't finish it... GOMEN NASAI! BUT, this is very long and I really like this one, I'm especially proud of this. It is the angsty part, and there's romance and all... Just hope you'll like it! But, don't be cheap on reviews, like always! I LIVE on those things!

Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon, nor I get any money for this, I just own the plot, but I don't get any money for that either.

Title: A Dream Suddenly Come True - Chapter Four
Rating: K+
Author: Sabreen


"Hummm... I'll have... um... a parfait! Uh, no, no, no, a... a... a banana split! Right! That's it! Or, no, Motoki-onii-san, wait, wait! I'll have... a triple chocolate fudge with chocolate sprinkles and chocolate dressing sundae! That's it!" She exclaimed happily and rested against Mamoru's chest, closing her eyes happily. Mamoru justgrinned and shook his head at her, mouthing You better go before she changes her mind!, and in the same time tracing her cheek gently.

"Okay!" And Motoki stormed away before she got another chance to speak.

Usagi sighed romantically and opened her eyes, looking upat Mamoru happily. Then, she giggled mischievously.

"What is it, Usako?" He asked uncertainly, smiling a bit. She shook her head and bit her lip. Deciding she couldn't keep it in, she snuggled deeper into hisembrace.

"You know that we did Romeo and Juliet in class on Tuesday, right?" He felt like laughing at that. She's been talking about it the whole week!"And during the whole class I was imagining you as Romeo, standing below my balcony and stretching your arm in the air, giving me a rose..." And she burst into another fit of giggles.

"Well, did Romeo have a rose in the balcony scene?" he asked her with a big grin on his face, still brushing his thumb against her soft cheek. She looked at the ceiling, thinking profusely.

"I wasn't paying attention," she said, shrugging. Mamoru laughed loudly.

Suddenly, a very slim girl approached their table. She had areddish-brownponytail placed high on her headand two locks of hair on each side of her face. Her eyes seemed like an exact copy of Motoki's, just a different color.

"Hey, Mamoru-san! Usagi-chan!" she greeted happily. They both looked up at her. "Hey, Unazuki-chan! What's up?" Usagi asked, not moving a muscle to get out of Mamoru's embrace, because, for example, she would be embarrassed or insignificantreasons similar to that.

Unazuki smiled. "Well, haven't got much time, but Motoki said to leave this to you." She put a pink envelope on the table. "Well, gotta go, duty calling. Bye! See ya!" and she ran to serve a few customers.

"What's this?" Usagi asked, picking up the envelope.

"I have no idea," Mamoru answered, as confused as she. "Open it," he said. "It's probably for both of us." Usagi nodded and opened the pink envelope, finding a glittery card inside.

Reika and Motoki dearly invite you to their wedding, on July 2nd, with all their joy for you to be there.They hope that you,Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi, will be there and help us share the joy ofour dear friends become one, it readUsagi looked, very stunned, to Mamoru, her eyes wide open.

"Oh my God!Reika and Motoki are getting married?" she exclaimed, herself looking like she saw a ghost. Then, in just the right timing, Motoki approached, carrying Mamoru's coffee and Usagi's sundae. Usagi, as soon as she saw him, jumped from Mamoru's lap and hugged Motoki tightly, clinging onto his neck, yelling, "I am SO glad for you! Oh, you'll be a wonderful couple!"

Motoki just stood there, mesmerized, realization slowly dawning on his face, and he smiled, hugging her back tightly(he put the tray on a table). He buried his face into her hair, happy that a girl that was like his little sister couldbe there, on one of the most important day of his life.

"Yes, it's wonderful, Usagi-chan... I never thought it would be that soon, but... Oh, I'm so glad, you have no idea!" Mamoru stood up, smiling. Usagi released Motoki, and then two best friends embraced.

"But, I'm the best man, right?" Mamoru frowned a little. Motoki chuckled.

"Well, it sure ain't me, ne?" Relieved, Mamou put an arm around Usagi's waist, both smiling happily for their best friend's happiness.


A week and a halflater -

"Hey, Mamo-chan! Hey, Motoki-san!" A fourteen-year-old girl plopped herself on the stool beside a dark, handsome man lying on the counter. Hesmiled tiredly and turned to her.

"Hey, Usako. God, I'm so tired..." He closed his eyes. She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Well, I told youthis morningthat 5:15 isn't the necessary time to get up, especially when you were awake until half past midnight talking to your girlfriend! But noo, he wouldn't listen! And you woke ME up with your constant tapping on the floor!" She pouted. She was so adorable!

"Sorry, Usako. Yeah, I should've listened to you, I give up... Will a make-up kiss do?" He looked at her with a pleading pout, still lying on his folded arms. She smiled gently.

"And what do you think?" she giggled. She leaned in and captured his lips with hers, now staying there a bit longer. He wrapped an arm around her waist, slowly raising up to a sitting position.

"Okay, okay, we don't need you two to make people sick, c'mon,split up." Motoki glared at them.They separated and Usagi chuckled.

"Well, gotta get to school anyway. Bye, guys!" She fled out of the arcade, with one soft kiss onthe cheekfor Mamoru, who smiled dreamily.

When Usagi sat on her desk, thinking of Mamoru, she suddenly looked at the blackboard... And couldn't see anything else. She looked and looked at it, her head suddenly filling in with... and losing memory.

"Will you, Tsukino Usagi, FINALLY stop looking at the blackboard and onto this poster, please?" Haruna-sensei yelled.

Usagi shook her head, like waking up from a dream. "Gomen nasai, Haruna-sensei," she mumbled and stared at the poster, unseeing.


Later that day -

Mamoru walked in the arcade, looking at his watch. He placed himself on a stool, beginning a small talk with Motoki.

"You here for Usagi, eh?" He shook his headamusingly. "If you continue like this, you'll have a ring on her finger before she turns sixteen!"Mamoru laughed.

"Uh, I wish," he replied.

Suddenly, a golden-haired girl enteredthe arcade, sighing over her test and unconsciously moving directly to Motoki.

"Hey, Usagi-chan. What's wrong with you?" he asked. Mamoru didn't say a word, just stared at her worriedly. He sensed - something's wrong.

Suddenly, Usagi glanced left, towards Mamoru. Before he could say anything, she jumped from the stool, glaring at him with hatred.

"It's -you- again! Why don't you just stop appearing in my life already! I hate every moment I looked at you!" and she took her case, fleeing out of the arcade.

Mamoru stared wide-eyed at Motoki.

"W... What..." he stuttered. Motoki looked at him with sadness and pity.

"Mamoru-kun... I think she remembered.


'This isn't true. This isn't true. This isn't true. This isn't true,' Mamoru kept on thinking in his head while running to his apartment.

"She still loves me!" he yelled in angst, suddenly changing direction and heading to her house. He wasn't running long, when he saw her walking in front of him. He came behind her and stopped running, now walking directly behind him.

While he was thinking of what to say, Usagi sensed someone behind her,turning around. Her gaze immediately became ice. Now, she stopped, turning completely to him.

"Are you now following me HOME to make fun of me? Leave me alone and find somebody else to make their life uterly miserable! I hate you!"

Mamoru stopped walkingabruptly, staring at her with his mouth open wide.

His eyes sparkled with tears in them. He dropped on his knees, shaking. He gulped, his hot tears spilling out and splattering on the cold pavement of the park path.

"No... Please... No..."

He got up and ran home.


A few days later,Usagi entered the arcade, hoping to see Motoki there and talk to him a bit. She was disappointed when she saw a dark-haired man with his arms folded on the counter and his head buried in them. 'Ugh! Why does he have to be here every time I want to talk to Mootki in peace?' she thought, aggravated. She hid behind a corner of the counter, eavesdropping shamelessly. She was very interested of what they talked of when she was gone.

"Mamoru-kun?"

"Hmm?"

"Mamoru, what's wrong?"

"Hmm."

"Mamoru, daijoubu?"

"Hmm."

"Mamoru, speak to me already!"

"Hmm."

"Ugh, you're absolutely impossible." Motoki rolled his eyes and folded his arms on his chest.

"I miss her..." Mamoru whined. Motoki sighed sadly.

Usagi almost laughed her head off when she heard that. Mamoru? Having a girlfriend! HA! No wonder she'd left him,when he was so cruel to any girlhe met!

"I miss her warmth in my arms... I miss her kisses, I miss her little hands, I miss her weight on my lap! I miss her, Motoki!" Mamoru shivered slightly. Usagi's heartbeat quickened. Was he crying?

"My whole apartment is full with little reminders of her. How do you think I feelwhen I see all those notes and thingies with Love, Usagi, or Love, Usako written on them all over my place! God, I want you, Tsukino Usagi!"

Usagi gasped loudly. What was this? He was surely now weeping, but he tried to hide it.

"For one blissful month, she forgot everything,I was with her, holding her in my arms, smelling her hair in the mornings when she'd stay over, drowning in her kisses and touches, and now... she remembered me as the cold, heartless, always insulting her Mamoru-baka and forgotthat I was dying without her, and forgot everything we went through together... I just..." His voice betrayed him, and he buried his face intohis arms.

Usagi suddenly emerged from her hideoutand, unnoticed by the two men, ran out of the arcade.

She ran towards the Juuban Park.

'What was that? He... he loves me? We've been together? I slept in his BED? But... WHEN? HOW? Ugh...Wait a minute... why don't I remember the last month of my life? Why... What happened?' But then she thought abit. And got the whole story.

'I can't believe this. I lost my memory and somehow,Mamoruwas my boyfriend? But... I don't get it!How? But, I remmebered, and I forgot everything again. Oh, GOD! He... he ACTUALLY loved me! He was with me... kissed me... And... I treated him terribly...But I didn't know... Oh, Mamoru-san... But I've got to find out what it was like when we were together... I simply have to.'

And the plan was set.


"Motoki-san," Usagi started, sitting in the arcade the day later, "Did Mamoru give you a spare key to his apartment for emergencies?" she asked, with the puppy dog eyes look. Motoki looked wide-eyed at her, surprised.

"Why would you like to know that?" He asked, verysurprised.

"Well, I saw on several movies that best friends usually give each other keys of their apratments if something urgent happens. So I just wanted to see if that's the case with you and Mamoru-baka." She said innocently.

Motoki's surprise subsided, and he continued with his work.

"Well, yeah. I keep it with the rest of the keys." She smiled, an ear-to-ear grin, and yelled a quick "Thanks!" before fleeing out of his sight.

Although it seemed as though she left, actually, she sneaked in the personnel's room, with their lockers. She looked around, and quickly found Motoki's locker (not that she had to look hard between five lockers). Motoki didn't lock it, so she could easily find his keys.

The plan was like this: first, she takes his keys, runs to the nearest locksmith, doubles the keys and returns them again. Piece of cake. And so she did. She (amazing, but true) returned them without any problems. And, so the plan started.


Usagi stood outside Mamoru's door at eleven p.m., getting ready for some very serious snooping around a privacy.

She carefully took out a key chain from her pocket. Biting her lip, she hesitated before picking one of the keys that would fit into the lock.

'If it fits, I go in, if it doesn't, I go home,' she thought, although even she knew that she wouldn't miss on a chance like this. She knew Mamoru was on a business trip over the night and that he won't come back until tomorrow morning. Thank God for hidden booths perfect for eavesdropping Mamoru and Motoki.

'Here we go,' she thought, and closing her eyes, stuck the key into the lock, and turning it left.

It fitted like a dream. Somehow, she knew it would.

Considering it a sign,she stepped slowly into the dark hallway. Nothing was familiar, although she heard she was here many times (thank God for hidden booths, again). She flipped the light on and closed the door, locking it again, just for sure someone wouldn't barge in and discover her. Now, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and exhaled, opening them again.

As she went down the hallway, she took notice of how dark this place was, even though she turned on two lights on. On instinct, the first room (except for the hallway, of course) she visited was the kitchen. She turned left, to another small hallway and entered it. A big room, with a long counter and lots of cabinets, and with a huge fridge (she noticed that little fact right away). Suddenly, she noticed something on the fridge. Some things, is better to say. Little peices of paper, Post-It papers in all her favourite colors were stuck to it with little funny magnets. She noticed a few of big pieces of paper stuck to the fridge as well... And was completely stunned.

Mamo-chan, I know you haven't eaten anything normal for the past few days, and I brought you something nice (Mako-chan cooked it.). Bonn appettitte (how many 't's are in this stupid french word?). Love you very much! Usako

Mamo-chan, as you couldn't go to the ZOO with me and Motoki-onii-san, I am taking you to the carnival! Now, when you get home from work (which is now), you go change your clothes and I'll be waiting for you with a present! One big, cute, sweet smooch for you! Your Princess

My dearest Mamo-chan, you've done soo much for me and I love you so much that it can't fit to the universe! One BIIIIIIGG kiss and hug for the sweetest and most handsome man in the world! Eternally Yours, Usako

My own personal angel, as you told me you liked my perfume, I've sprayed a bit on this pillow (it doesn't stain - yeeey!) to remind you of me even when you sleep, and I'm not there with you. I can't stay tonight, but at least I know that you have a bit of me with you! Your Own Personal Bunny

And there were many more. Usagi stared in awe as she read all those cute little notes she'd left him from time to time. She saw few big drawings of him and her, all signed with the same love notes and lover nicknames. She'd even drawn him diplomas for all sorts of stuff - praising him to no borders. Either way, the whole fridge was studded with all the things she'd made for him.

Awestruck, Usagi went out of the kitchen and directly to his living room. There were photographs of them all around her, some of her drawings on walls. She looked around. How... dark this place seemed to be.

Everything was neat and clean, surprisingly as a guy lived there. Everything was tidy, except... a video tape lay on the small coffee table. Except for a few photos and drawings, there wasn't anything she could concentrate especially on, so she kneeled and took the tape to see the label.

Motoki and Reika's wedding, it read.

"Nani? They got married? Wow!" she said out loud. Quickly, not thinking twice, she popped the tape into the VCR (AN: Mamoru's a rich guy, so he has both a DVD player and a VCR. What I wanted to say before that he'd watch more likely in a DVD than a VCR, but he has both).

A white sign showed up, with a nice, curly font saying, Motoki and Reika Furuhata's Wedding (with an added bonus for Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi). She kept on watching.

The camera first showed Reika in a beautiful, white, sleeveless gown with a long veil behind her coming down the aisle, her arm thread through an older man's, obviously her father. Motoki stood in front of the priest, smiling dashingly. Beside him was Mamoru, also turned to Reika. Then, at the corner of the screen, Mamoru was shown as he stepped backwards a bit and bowed slightly, listening to someone. That someone had her hand on his shoulder... and a golden bun sticking out of Mamoru's shoulder. Mamoru then returned to his previous post.

The organ music stopped and the bride came to the altar, smiling to the groom secretly. The ceremony began.

Usagi flipped fast forward through the church ceremony to get to the actual thing.

"Motoki and Reika have expressed their wishes for their own vows. Motoki-san, you can proceed."

"At the beginning of college, I was a young, free man who just wanted to have a little fun while studying. So, once, I stepped into a bar with my best friend and my best man, Chiba Mamoru, and I saw a beautiful girl who was a bit shy. I slipped from Mamoru's sight and went to her. I couldn't say anything... and somehow, I knew that she's the one. And I knew it throughout our relationship. We survived her horse competitions, even when she went to Africa. And when she would come back, it was like she never went in the first place. I knew we could go through anything. So, I want you, the most beautiful girl in the whole world, to be by my side forever and to always guide me as you have until now, with your kindness and perfection... I love you." He slipped a ring on her finger.

A loud romantic sigh was heard in the background, and even a touched sniffle. The man next to Motoki was seen trembling a bit in a silent chuckle.

"I have never been truly in love before, and when I came to Tokyo to study archeology with a pure intention to concentrate on my studies... But there was this utterly handsome and good man who showed me how to have fun with studying. He always took care of me, protected me with all of his might and loved me with a strength Inever even knew existed in him. He always waited for me and supported me in everything I did, even if that meant that I should got o Africa for a year to study some newly discovered drawings and other things. I've always wanted somebody like that to watch over me... And my wish had come true. I know that from on, I will never be alone or scared, because I have you by my side. I love you so much..." She gently took his hand in hers and slipped the ring on its appropriate finger.

"I now pronounce you man and wife! You may kiss the bride." The priest nodded his head and as his voice stopped echoing through the large space, and they kissed gently. Everybody stood and clapped, cheering. But, directing her eyes from the kiss, Usagi concentrated on one thing only - the man beside the groom. The camera was positioned in the right corner of the church, by the altar, so the best man was clearly seen stepping cautiously backwards. He came to the bench and helped someone up, sliding his arm around her waist.

She looked beautiful. She had a pink, silk spaghetti-strapped tee that reached her hips, a silkblue vest whose sleeves came to her elbows, and a silk blue skirt that reached her knees. All over the vest and the skirt there were gentle pink flowers, matching with the tee. On one of her wrists was a silver bracelet with moons and stars. She had a little golden chain around her neck, but couldn't see the pendant. Around her odangoes two pink ribbons were tied, and they were wrapped around her ponytails in gentle arches, looking almost as though they too were a part of her hair.

Mamoru started walking her down the aisle towards the church exit. He suddenly laughed, rubbed her back a bit and kissed her gently.

Usagi's heart stopped.

And then, all of a sudden, a party was shown instead of the church. A lot of people having fun, drinking, talking, laughing among themselves. The camera traveled between all of them, showing all people that were there. Finally, it rested on the last group of people - Motoki, Reika, Mamoru, Usagi, Ami, Rei, Makoto and Minako - sitting at a table and talking carelessly. Suddenly, the camera turned to the stage where a woman was taking the mic into her own hands.

"Attention, minna-san! I welcome you to the Motoki and Reika's wedding, and I wish that you all have fun here. Now, our stunning bride and most handsome groom are asked to come to the dance podium to have the traditional first dance!" She went down the stage with a smile.

Motoki and Reika got up and went to the middle of the dance floor, smiling. The soft waltz began and they danced evenly, staring at each-other's eyes. They gazed in each other's eyes and turned around in slow circles until the music ended. Then, they turned to the mob watching them.

"Come, dance with us! The dance floor is officially opened!" said Reika.

"C'mon, Usagi-chan! Mamoru-kun!" Motoki invited them over with a move of his hand. Then, Mamoru came into the screen, holding her hand. She was blushing, shooting Motoki a death glare. Then, she turned to Mamoru, slid her arms around his neck and lay her head on his chest. His arms encircled her waist, pulling her tighter to him. He put his lips next to her ear and began whispering something, while turning her around slowly. The camera stayed in the same position, so they were sometimes out of sight, hidden by other couples dancing.

It went on for some time, and camera started roaming about the room, and stopping at one couple. She suddenly looked up at Mamoru, surprised by something he said. He just smiled with his quirky grin and tipped her chin gently. He started to lean in, and closed his eyes. Finally, his lips reached hers and he started out gently, with small butterfly kisses, and then he slipped his tongue gently into her mouth, his kisses getting more and more passionate.

Usagi's heart started beating fast and she looked on, bewildered. She gripped her skirt tightly, her knuckles getting white. "Oh, my God..." she whispered.

Suddenly, everyone started clapping and cheering as they ravaged each other's lips. It took them a while to understand that they were clapping to them.

"Mamo-chan?" She heard herself asking silently, looking around them, suddenly very nervous.

"Hai?" he replied nervously.

"Are all these people clapping to us?"

"I believe so..."

"Don't you think we should get out of here?" she said as "More! More! More! More!" was heard.

"Yes, I think we should. Come," he said and took her hand. He rushed beside the camera, mumbling "Immature!".

She flipped it fast forward, again. And then, suddenly, the wedding part of the tape stopped, and Mamoru's head was shown, looking at the camera with a slight frown.

"This thing is SO complicated," he mumbled. Then, her head appeared on the screen, too, looking at it happily.

"Does it work?" she asked cheerfully while looking directly at the camera.

"No, it doesn't. I can't figure this damn thing out!" Mamoru said is he fiddled with something on the side.

"I think it does. I think it's filming," she replied carelessly. He just frowned more, looking angrily at the thing.

"No, it isn't! How can you tell?"

"Well," she looked at the other side of the device, pointing at something. "A red light is on, right below the REC sign." He looked at her, puzzled. He leaned in to see the place she was showing.

"Yeah, it IS filming! Wow, how did I manage that?" She giggled and embraced him, kissing him on the cheek.

"Ha ha, I knew that I'm smarter than you! All must bow before me!" She lifted her nose high up in the air, smiling childishly. He rolled his eyes and moved his head to the other side.

'Humph! He had absolutely NO respect for me, even then! He's such a jerk after all, always been!" Usagi thought. But that was before she saw a huge smile spread on his lips when he was "annoyed by her".

Hey, people! You're gonna break my camera, won't you?" Both of Usagi and Mamoru's heads turned behind, so they left a gap, in which Motoki was seen approaching them.

"No, we just figured it out," Mamoru said.

"Oh, great, let's get the party rollin'!" Reika entered the scene, carrying four drinks.

"Yeeey!" She stood up and took her drink.

"Usako, don't get drunk." She heard Mamoru standing up and taking his drink.

"Don't worry, it's non-alcoholic," Reika said.

Finally, the four of them settled on the bed in the room that seemed tobe a hotel room, a very nice one. Mamoru kept her in his lap, kissing her neck from time to time.They talked about things, told jokes, joking endlessly. Usagi didn't really pay attention to it, she paid attention how he whispered to her, held her gently and kissed her...

Finally, Reika brought an empty plasticbottle. "Let's play Truth or Dare!" she said.

"What do you need the bottle for then?" Mamoru asked.

"Well, we spin the bottle and when it stops, the two people that the two ends ofthe bottleshow are playing. The narrow end, where you drink it, shows the one asking or commanding the dare, and the bigger shows the one who's answering or doing the dare." They all nodded. Reika spinned the bottle... and the narrow end ended up on Motoki, and the bigger on Usagi. Motoki smiled mischievously.

"Truth or Dare?"he asked.

"Dare," she said right away. Hisgrin became even bigger.

"Go kiss Mamoru," he said. She raised her eyebrow, saying, "You are kidding me." Hewaved his head 'no'. "BUT," he continued, "kiss him passionately for two minutes."

"Now there, Usako, you can't refuse a dare, you know," Mamoru said mischievously.

Usagi's heartbeat quickened, and her palms started to sweat.

She looked at him, wide-eyed. "Will I livewithout oxygen for that long?"she asked. He just shrugged carelessly.

"You are SO done whenit's my turn."And she turned to Mamoru, taking his head in her hands gingerly, taking a deep breath. She started. She ravaged his lips, theirtongues melted together, his hands roamed over her body, pulling her close. They collapsed on the bed, Mamoru under her and they kissed passionately for two minutes straight.

"Wow," Mamoru said when they separated. They embraced briefly, and returned to their previous positions.

Usagi couldn't watch on anymore. She stopped the tape and rewinded it to its beginning. While it was rewinding, she imagined them kissing on that bed. She touched her lips, that were so many times being kissed by him... The tape came to its beginning, and sheturned everything out, putting the tape to the little table it was previously on.

She ran to his bedroom, to see what was there, she knew he must've had loads of stuff that were telling things about him and her. She had suddenlyhad second thoughts about this.

Right away, she noticed a couple of cabinets, both containing two pictures in frames, and a nightstand. She took each and every one of the photos and held it, looking at the two, sometimes even more happy faces. But one wasn't of them two. Two people, a man and a woman, held a four or five-year-old boy. She somehow knew they were his parents, but didn't think about it too much. She set the picture down and proceeded to his bed, or his nightstand, is better to say. On his nightstand was another picture of them sitting leisurely on a meadow, smiling mischievously. She couldn't get her eyes off of her smiling face, feeling so strange... She put it away where she found it.

Suddenly, she noticed a small, black, not too thick book on his nightstand. She took it in her grasp, and opened the first page, that was usually empty in a book. This one, though, was decorated with dark colors, My Diary written in the middle of the page with dark red color, that awfully resembled blood.

'His diary... I shouldn't be reading this...' She quickly put the book where it was before and looked away. But, she slowly looked at the book again, biting her lips harshly. 'Oh, what the hell. I said I'm going to invade his privacy completely, and that I will do.' She knew it was bad, but she also wanted to know every detail of their relationship, and it was just the dirty work that was supposed to be done in order to do so. Gulping, she took it and opened it on a random page.

June 27th, 2005 - Monday, 10:48 PM

Today has been absolutely marvellous, starting with yesterday, actually. Yesterday was the first time she had stayed for a sleepover at my place! I felt so happy when she asked me, somehow shyly, could she be with me the whole night. I felt... how can I describe it... so happy, so cheerful, so vivacious, and I couldn't believe it. When she left home to get her stuff, I planned for it to be a very special evening, that neither of us would ever forget...

But, actually, I couldn't help it, and while she was gone and I was preparing dinner, the whole time I was thinking about...seducing her that night.

Usagi widened her stare in disbelief.

About telling myslef to forget everything and just do everything I imagined thousands of times, or even saw in my 'wet dreams'. I've imagined exactly every kiss, every touch, every caress, and thought just how would it be. First, I thought, I would start from the beginning, nothing too soon. I would kiss her lips gently, put my hands on her waist and stood there for a little. Then, I would kiss her neck all the way down, to her neckline, all the time roaming gently over her body. Then, I would lay her gently on the bed and cotinued to kiss her neck, shoulders, neckline, lips, putting my hand on her thigh, but this time I wouldn't be restricted by the two-thirds of her thigh rule. I'd go all the way, even to her back and over her... uhm... behind. Then, I would raise her tee and come to the area I've never been brave enough to touch... She would gasp, pressing hr little stomach to mine..

But then, I shook my head so harshly that I hit myself on the cabinet. I thought I had a concussion. How can I think about something like that! She's only fourteen, for God's sake! I hit myself hard to get all these things out of my head, hoping that it'll work.

I guess the biggest reason was that I was afraid I'd actually do something like that if I think about it too much. But, I would never do it, especially when she's so young. I wouldn't risk to lose her, not anymore. This chance I got was a miracle, and I'm not going to let it slide through my fingers, not now, not ever.

And I didn't do it, of course. I never let the smallest sign escape that I was thinking about it. But, even without it, it was a perfect evening. We ate, danced a little, and then we went to bed. Even though I wasn't going to seduce her,I never once thought that she'd be sleeping somewhere else instead of with me. She snuggled against my side, her still wet hair wrapped around us (it was weird seeing her without odangoes), wrapped her arm around my chest, and we talked long into the night. Oh, it was so fun... And I never once thought of seducing her, I just enjoyed what I have.

And the feeling was encompassing me. It was... this warmth of hers that had intrigued me most. I had slipped my arm around her waist, and this feeling took over me... I was suddenly hot, my heart was beating so fast that I thought even Michael Schumacher couldn't beat it.Plus, she was warm,so warm, with that large pink pyjamas of hers and she cuddled and clung to my side like her life was in danger. The scent of her hair right below my nose, her warm body clinging to mine, her fingers tracing my chest... I doubt she even knew what she was doing, though I'm not rebelling. And I felt divine, just in place and exactly where I should be. I've never felt so happy in my whole life. I felt completed and perfect, like nothing can go wrong, EVER. And, to think I'm going to go through that once again... She asked can she stay here tomorrow... I almost yelled 'Are you CRAZY?' in the receiver, though I just chuckled and said 'Sure, love.' And I honestly think that, even if she becomes my wife and after the first wedding night, that that particular night will always be embroided in my memory as the first night in my life when I've been completely happy.

Usagi stared at the last line sadly.

The first night in my life when I've been completely happy.

He loved so much, didn't he? He really, truly loved her. It wasn't a joke, it wasn't a prank played on her. It was real. As real as him and her. As real as the book she was holding. As real as his desperate face when he confessed Motoki how he feels without her.

She bit her lip harshly. She closed the book and turned a random page, again.

She saw the date - right after she remembered and encountered him.

July10th, 2005- Saturday, 01:29 AM

Right now, I feel like my heart has been broken to a million small pieces like a mirror when it falls down a cliff, and every little piece, no matter how microscopic it is, reflects her cold, sometimes so arousing blue eyes glaring at me. She treated me like I was nothing more than dirt under her shoes, pestering her and annoying her. I was, I admit it, I was before. Then, I could uderstand why she hates me, and didn't protest because I knew I have no right to. But now... How many times has she touched places no woman has ever even seen? How many times has she driven me crazy with all the poses she created, enhancing her tender curves in such a way that I wanted more than a simple passionate kiss, that I wanted to loom over her and make love to her until the sky turns brown? I never acted upon it, of course. I didn't let her feel any, even petite touch that was forbidden because of her young age. Sometimes, I am so happy that I have lots of self-control.

But, I always knew that sometimes, I could act upon my desires and pour all my love into her. I was still and didn't remind myself of it, because I knew I shouldn't be impatient, that things will come to their place at the right time and I could have her whole, so I enjoyed just her. Her little notes, drawings, cute words, and everything that was her. I just enjoyed it and drowned in the emotions that flowed through my veins everytime she would be near...

But that is now over.

She remembered everything...

And forgot everything we had once shared.

It was like a cold slap in the face. Before, I was immune to her 'Get out of my sight, Mamoru-baka! You are just ruining my day!' routine, because... well I was used to it. She was at least talking to me!But now... When I had tasted her so many times and treated her like my lover, that she actually was, I felt like dying the same moment the cruel words had left her mouth... Mouth I had been exploring not six hours before that dreadful moment. I think I'll remember those cruel words until the rest of my life...

"It's -you- again. Why don't you just stop appearing in my life already! I hate every moment I looked at you!" and she stormed out of the arcade.

I realized what it was about immediately. She remembered. And to think that, earlier that day she woke up next to me and snuggled against my chest, telling me how much she loved me in her sleep. I felt like laughing. Loud and ironic, so everybody could hear it. I felt like laughing my head off and crying out every freaking liquid in my freaking body. I lie here in my bed in two in the morning, looking like the devil himself and feeling... like dying. Yes, I would like to die now, right here, right now. I guess that the only time I have ever been happy has passed, and now my life will be the same as before - living through another day, slowly aging and having nothing to look forward to tomorrow, but this time one more ache will be added - a girl who has made my life worthy and tore it apart just as easy will be inside my head, always.

Now, I'll go to sleep, but I doubtI'll get any. If I do, then it will be full of a certain golden-haired, odangoed beauty now out of my reach. Now, goodbye, my faithful book, and be prepared, because any day soon, you might not feel a pen running across your pages, because the hand that used to write feelings almost nobody (except my pain and desire, of course) knew about will lie, dead and stiff in a wooden coffin.

The book fell from her hands and landed on the carpeted floor with a thump.

"What... what is this?" She rose, staring at the emotionless black book. "What IS THIS? W... what happened? What happened to Odango Atama? What happened to Mamoru-baka! What happened to my hate for him? Mamoru... MAMORU!" she yelled out and fell on her knees, feeling like the water slides slowly through her fingers.

"What are you doing to me? Why can't I hate you anymore? Mamoru... Mamo-chan... What are you doing to me..." She buried her face into her hands, feeling like her heart has been torn out of her chest. She suddenly loved him so much, so much...

She got up and ran out of the apartment.


End of ChapterFour -

Well, that's it! I REALLY hope you think it's good, because I think it's very good, and I like when people share my opinions -grin-. See ya next chapter!

Sabreen