I'm so sorry for the delay! I apologize profusely! I've been overwhelmed
with my college applications and school! I hope that you guys will forgive
me for the long delay!
Now, I need your help. I don't really know what or where I'm going to go with this story after this chapter. So - PLEASE - HELP ME!! Email any and I mean ANY suggestions or ideas, or just stuff that you want to happen, 'cause right now I am drawing a big blank! I hope to get some really good suggestions from you guys! Read on and don't forget to review! Oh - and my email is lmbartgirl@hotmail.com, you can email suggestions there too!
On with the show - er - or reading! -Lara
Where we left off:
Usagi turned to look at Mamoru, to see if she could figure out what the hell was going on between them. As she looked at his face she noticed how he looked as if he was restraining himself and that he was clenching his hands at his side. As her gaze rose from his hands, her eyes lingered on the muscular chest and roved over his thin, yet chiseled neck, and up to his beautifully sculpted face. Her breathe caught as she realized that his eyes, his deep, engulfing eyes, were staring into hers and for a moment she would have sworn that her heart stopped.
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Chapter Four:
Mamoru's breath caught when he looked into her beautiful cerulean blue eyes. He could feel his insides wriggle and writhe with a sense of desire that frightened even him. "Why am I having all these feelings for her now?" he wondered as he broke their intense gaze. As he looked up, he saw a gaping Usagi. He was about to ask her what was wrong when it hit him - he had actually uttered the traitorous words aloud and right at Usagi! Not knowing what to do, Mamoru just stood there and continued to return Usagi's stare with an expressionless face.
Usagi couldn't decide what the feelings were that she felt after hearing Mamoru's confession, it was either elation, devastation, or anger, but she couldn't figure out which one. She only remained staring at Mamoru, as though seeing him in a whole new light. Here, on the beach, he was different. He was nice, calm, and seemed even more handsome than she had ever noticed before; and believe you me, she had most definitely noticed how striking his looks were before.
When Usagi still hadn't made any reply, but continued to hold his gaze with her soul-piercing eyes, he tried to think about the situation that he and his big mouth had gotten himself into.
"Just go for it, be honest with her. I mean, it's not like you've never flirted or hit on girls before. Granted, Usagi is much different from other girls, but she's a girl none the less and they are all the same." He thought, but as soon as he had registered the thoughts, another nagging little voice began to speak, this time from his annoying heart.
"Ah, but you said so yourself, Usagi is different. She is not like other girls, where they are flirtatious she is shy; they're bold she is tentative, where they're harsh and unforgiving Usagi is loving and compassionate. Haven't you noticed that this is the first time that you have ever been nice to her? And just look at how she is responding, she's being nice back. And of course you can't look past her beauty, for she is the most beautiful girl - woman - that you have ever laid eyes upon, both in and out."
At these thoughts, Mamoru finally decided to listen to that annoying little voice. Before he began to talk, he turned his passive stare into a slight smile with a bit of a twinkle in his eyes. But, unfortunately, as he opened his mouth the words that rushed forth were not what he had wanted.
"Odango, what are you staring at?" Mamoru winced at how cold his voice sounded and mentally kicked himself as he saw her eyes widen and then harden like always.
Usagi didn't know what to say, she felt as though her heart had just been broken in two at his words. The smile that crossed over his luscious lips looked like more of a smirk to her, and the twinkle in his eye looked almost malicious. "He was so sweet just a moment ago, and now he's just as harsh and cold as he was before." Tears welled up in her eyes despite her desperate attempts to stop them. She squared her shoulders and tried to ignore the fact that her vision was quickly becoming blurred from the tears.
"Well, I guess I'm not looking at much. Am I? You know, for a minute there, I thought that there might have been a possibility of you being a good human being, but I was wrong. No wonder you don't have any friends and can't keep any of those girls by your side. You are nothing but a cold, heartless bastard and may you remain as such for the rest of your life. Goodbye Chiba Mamoru, I sure as hell hope that I NEVER see you again."
As Usagi turned the tears began to leak from under her eyes and run over her pale cheeks, but she did not get far. She was soon pulled to a halt with the force of a hand tightly gripping her arm. As she was swung around she came to face Mamoru, who was slightly stooped to be able to look her in the face.
At Usagi's declaration, Mamoru felt cold, as if freezing water had replaced his insides. But the despair and sadness did not linger long; for soon all other emotions were swallowed up by his anger. He reached out his hand and swung Usagi back around to look at him. His heart constricted once more at the sight of her tears, but he quickly shook it off and tightened his grip on her arm. At hearing her whimper, he knew that his hold on her was undoubtedly painful and most likely bruising, but he could not for the life of him release it.
The rage and hatred that shone so brightly in his eyes frightened Usagi more than anything, and she let out a whimper as Mamoru tightened his grip on her. She began to struggle against his hold, but it was to no avail, he was just too strong for her.
When Mamoru felt Usagi begin to fight against his hand, he quickly grabbed her other arm as well to try and calm her. In an almost vain attempt at keeping her close to him, he pinned her remaining arm between their bodies.
"Let me go, Mamoru." She tried to be strong and not allow her voice to quiver, but as he grabbed and squeezed her other arm as well, her control vanished. "You're hurting me, let me go! Mamoru, please, just let go of me."
Mamoru was screaming at himself to release the defenseless girl in his arms, but his body just wouldn't do what he commanded of it. As he heard her pleas to him, his heart broke. He was hurting the girl that just minutes ago had made him feel things that no one ever had before. As quickly as they had shot out, his arms dropped to his side, freeing her from him.
Usagi scrambled back a few steps after she had been released and stared at Mamoru. He was just standing there, shoulders sagging, arms limp at his sides, and his head dropped down to rest on his chest.
She didn't know why she was staying behind. For heaven's sake, he handled her in a way that no one should be and yet here she was, staying behind. But something was just telling her that Mamoru regretted what he had done, and Usagi was never one to leave someone in pain. Her heart was just too big to do something like that.
Tentatively reaching out her sore and bruised arm, her fingers only managed to brush his tan, muscular arm before he jerked back. "Mamoru?" she asked as tears began to streak down her porcelain skin once more. "Mamoru, it's okay. You didn't hurt me that badly, it's all right. I'm okay."
"No, you're not Usagi. I'm sorry, I deserved all of what you said, and it's all true. I'm just a heartless and lonely bastard. And I just confirmed all of that as well by my actions a moment ago." Mamoru said as he shook his head, still refusing to meet her gaze.
Taking a slow and hesitant step towards him, she reached out her small, frail hand again towards Mamoru, but now towards his distraught face. This time, he did not pull away from her. Slowly running her hand from his warm, and slightly damp cheek due to the spray of the ocean mixing with those of salty tears, down to his chin, she pulled his face up to look at her. She gasped at the sight of tears leaking from Mamoru's midnight blue eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Usa. I didn't - I don't know what came over me. I just, I know that what you said was true and all, and - and - I don't know. I'm just so sorry. I never meant to hurt you."
Quickly, he drew her into his embrace, which was now gentle and caring. His arms wrapped around her slightly shaking form in a soft caress that caused goosebumps to rise up along her skin. As Mamoru pulled her closer into his own body, in a futile attempt to cease the shivers that her body was emitting, he felt her wince and swiftly suck in the damp air through her clenched teeth. Promptly, he withdrew from her inviting warmth, to only notice for the first time that her arms were red and slight bruises were marring her perfect ashen skin. He felt like crying again, he had hurt her, he had used too much of his strength upon her delicate body.
Feeling incredibly terrible and inwardly berating himself, Mamoru withdrew from Usagi's frail form. Refusing to make eye contact with him, she merely pulled away and tried to hide the tears that desperately wanted to flow.
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I know it's short, but please forgive me! And review, 'cause I love to hear what you guys have to say. So, please, REVIEW! -Lara
Now, I need your help. I don't really know what or where I'm going to go with this story after this chapter. So - PLEASE - HELP ME!! Email any and I mean ANY suggestions or ideas, or just stuff that you want to happen, 'cause right now I am drawing a big blank! I hope to get some really good suggestions from you guys! Read on and don't forget to review! Oh - and my email is lmbartgirl@hotmail.com, you can email suggestions there too!
On with the show - er - or reading! -Lara
Where we left off:
Usagi turned to look at Mamoru, to see if she could figure out what the hell was going on between them. As she looked at his face she noticed how he looked as if he was restraining himself and that he was clenching his hands at his side. As her gaze rose from his hands, her eyes lingered on the muscular chest and roved over his thin, yet chiseled neck, and up to his beautifully sculpted face. Her breathe caught as she realized that his eyes, his deep, engulfing eyes, were staring into hers and for a moment she would have sworn that her heart stopped.
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Chapter Four:
Mamoru's breath caught when he looked into her beautiful cerulean blue eyes. He could feel his insides wriggle and writhe with a sense of desire that frightened even him. "Why am I having all these feelings for her now?" he wondered as he broke their intense gaze. As he looked up, he saw a gaping Usagi. He was about to ask her what was wrong when it hit him - he had actually uttered the traitorous words aloud and right at Usagi! Not knowing what to do, Mamoru just stood there and continued to return Usagi's stare with an expressionless face.
Usagi couldn't decide what the feelings were that she felt after hearing Mamoru's confession, it was either elation, devastation, or anger, but she couldn't figure out which one. She only remained staring at Mamoru, as though seeing him in a whole new light. Here, on the beach, he was different. He was nice, calm, and seemed even more handsome than she had ever noticed before; and believe you me, she had most definitely noticed how striking his looks were before.
When Usagi still hadn't made any reply, but continued to hold his gaze with her soul-piercing eyes, he tried to think about the situation that he and his big mouth had gotten himself into.
"Just go for it, be honest with her. I mean, it's not like you've never flirted or hit on girls before. Granted, Usagi is much different from other girls, but she's a girl none the less and they are all the same." He thought, but as soon as he had registered the thoughts, another nagging little voice began to speak, this time from his annoying heart.
"Ah, but you said so yourself, Usagi is different. She is not like other girls, where they are flirtatious she is shy; they're bold she is tentative, where they're harsh and unforgiving Usagi is loving and compassionate. Haven't you noticed that this is the first time that you have ever been nice to her? And just look at how she is responding, she's being nice back. And of course you can't look past her beauty, for she is the most beautiful girl - woman - that you have ever laid eyes upon, both in and out."
At these thoughts, Mamoru finally decided to listen to that annoying little voice. Before he began to talk, he turned his passive stare into a slight smile with a bit of a twinkle in his eyes. But, unfortunately, as he opened his mouth the words that rushed forth were not what he had wanted.
"Odango, what are you staring at?" Mamoru winced at how cold his voice sounded and mentally kicked himself as he saw her eyes widen and then harden like always.
Usagi didn't know what to say, she felt as though her heart had just been broken in two at his words. The smile that crossed over his luscious lips looked like more of a smirk to her, and the twinkle in his eye looked almost malicious. "He was so sweet just a moment ago, and now he's just as harsh and cold as he was before." Tears welled up in her eyes despite her desperate attempts to stop them. She squared her shoulders and tried to ignore the fact that her vision was quickly becoming blurred from the tears.
"Well, I guess I'm not looking at much. Am I? You know, for a minute there, I thought that there might have been a possibility of you being a good human being, but I was wrong. No wonder you don't have any friends and can't keep any of those girls by your side. You are nothing but a cold, heartless bastard and may you remain as such for the rest of your life. Goodbye Chiba Mamoru, I sure as hell hope that I NEVER see you again."
As Usagi turned the tears began to leak from under her eyes and run over her pale cheeks, but she did not get far. She was soon pulled to a halt with the force of a hand tightly gripping her arm. As she was swung around she came to face Mamoru, who was slightly stooped to be able to look her in the face.
At Usagi's declaration, Mamoru felt cold, as if freezing water had replaced his insides. But the despair and sadness did not linger long; for soon all other emotions were swallowed up by his anger. He reached out his hand and swung Usagi back around to look at him. His heart constricted once more at the sight of her tears, but he quickly shook it off and tightened his grip on her arm. At hearing her whimper, he knew that his hold on her was undoubtedly painful and most likely bruising, but he could not for the life of him release it.
The rage and hatred that shone so brightly in his eyes frightened Usagi more than anything, and she let out a whimper as Mamoru tightened his grip on her. She began to struggle against his hold, but it was to no avail, he was just too strong for her.
When Mamoru felt Usagi begin to fight against his hand, he quickly grabbed her other arm as well to try and calm her. In an almost vain attempt at keeping her close to him, he pinned her remaining arm between their bodies.
"Let me go, Mamoru." She tried to be strong and not allow her voice to quiver, but as he grabbed and squeezed her other arm as well, her control vanished. "You're hurting me, let me go! Mamoru, please, just let go of me."
Mamoru was screaming at himself to release the defenseless girl in his arms, but his body just wouldn't do what he commanded of it. As he heard her pleas to him, his heart broke. He was hurting the girl that just minutes ago had made him feel things that no one ever had before. As quickly as they had shot out, his arms dropped to his side, freeing her from him.
Usagi scrambled back a few steps after she had been released and stared at Mamoru. He was just standing there, shoulders sagging, arms limp at his sides, and his head dropped down to rest on his chest.
She didn't know why she was staying behind. For heaven's sake, he handled her in a way that no one should be and yet here she was, staying behind. But something was just telling her that Mamoru regretted what he had done, and Usagi was never one to leave someone in pain. Her heart was just too big to do something like that.
Tentatively reaching out her sore and bruised arm, her fingers only managed to brush his tan, muscular arm before he jerked back. "Mamoru?" she asked as tears began to streak down her porcelain skin once more. "Mamoru, it's okay. You didn't hurt me that badly, it's all right. I'm okay."
"No, you're not Usagi. I'm sorry, I deserved all of what you said, and it's all true. I'm just a heartless and lonely bastard. And I just confirmed all of that as well by my actions a moment ago." Mamoru said as he shook his head, still refusing to meet her gaze.
Taking a slow and hesitant step towards him, she reached out her small, frail hand again towards Mamoru, but now towards his distraught face. This time, he did not pull away from her. Slowly running her hand from his warm, and slightly damp cheek due to the spray of the ocean mixing with those of salty tears, down to his chin, she pulled his face up to look at her. She gasped at the sight of tears leaking from Mamoru's midnight blue eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Usa. I didn't - I don't know what came over me. I just, I know that what you said was true and all, and - and - I don't know. I'm just so sorry. I never meant to hurt you."
Quickly, he drew her into his embrace, which was now gentle and caring. His arms wrapped around her slightly shaking form in a soft caress that caused goosebumps to rise up along her skin. As Mamoru pulled her closer into his own body, in a futile attempt to cease the shivers that her body was emitting, he felt her wince and swiftly suck in the damp air through her clenched teeth. Promptly, he withdrew from her inviting warmth, to only notice for the first time that her arms were red and slight bruises were marring her perfect ashen skin. He felt like crying again, he had hurt her, he had used too much of his strength upon her delicate body.
Feeling incredibly terrible and inwardly berating himself, Mamoru withdrew from Usagi's frail form. Refusing to make eye contact with him, she merely pulled away and tried to hide the tears that desperately wanted to flow.
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I know it's short, but please forgive me! And review, 'cause I love to hear what you guys have to say. So, please, REVIEW! -Lara