Mamoru, feeling guilty, picked the phone up from its cradle and dialed Motoki. The phone rang five times before there was a click announceing the phone had been picked up on the other line. "Hello?" Motoki's groggy, tired voice came. "Motoki, its me, I need a favor, It is really important." Mamoru spoke urgently. "What is it? I was sleeping, y'know!" Motoki spoke. "Pleeease Motoki, I need and want you to check on Usagi! She, I hope, is at the appartment. I realize it is late, but PLEASE!" Mamoru pleaded desperately. "Isn't she there with you, I thought she was asleep?" Motoki spoke again, now wide awake. "Yeah, well...she woke up and...I...she..." Mamoru trailed off. Motoki sighed, "What did you do Mamoru? Yeah, I'll go check on her..." Motoki spoke before a click anounced he had hung up. Mamoru put the phone in the cradle and shifted under the blankets and cringed as a sharp pain passed through his wounds.

Motoki threw the covers off and hurriedly pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, "I can't help but wonder exactly what DID Mamoru do...". Motoki shoved on his sneakers and raced to the front door and swung it open and raced outside. He jumped over the car door and into the drivers seat. He jammed the key into the ignition and started the car. He pulled out of his drive-way and sped down the street towards the hospital. He passed the hospital and was heading to Mamoru's appartment when he saw a blonde, odango haired fourteen year old walking down the street. He slowed down a great deal so that he was driveing next to the sidewalk at the same pace as Usagi was walking.

Motoki looked over at Usagi, her eyes were focused on the ground in front of her and she was holding a hand over her mouth. "Hey, Bunny" Usagi stopped and looked at Motoki. "Need a ride Bunny?" He asked as he motioned for her to come to him. Usagi walked over to him and got into the car. Motoki turned and headed back to the hospital. "Wait! Where are you going?" Usagi asked. "To the hospital, to see Mamoru." Motoki replied. "NO! I can't, I don't want...to even be in the same room as him." Usagi spoke as she looked at the moon.

"Fine, I'll take you back to the appartment, but first. You have to tell me why you don't want to see Mamoru." Motoki spoke as he parked on the side of the rode and turned off the ignition. "I...that's not fair!" Usagi protested. Usagi stopped, "...Okay, then. mabey it is.". "Mamoru loves somebody..." Usagi muttered as her face went slightly red and she played with her hands embarrasedly. "And what is wrong with that?" Motoki pressed on. Usagi turned on him, "You know very well what is wrong with that, don't you? I know you do, I can see it in your eyes. You are very easy to read!". Motoki put on a shocked expression, "Yeah, acctually, I do. Usagi, I don't think you quite understand something...but I'll leave that for Mamoru to explain. I will take you back to the appartment and you will talk with him tomarrow okay? Okay.". "Acctualy, Motoki, I want to see Mamoru...".

"Okay." Motoki replied as he got out of the car, followed by Usagi. They made their way through the hospital to Mamoru's room. The door was open and Mamoru was visible straight ahead of the doorway. Motoki peered in. Mamoru was holding his head in his hands and mumbling. Motoki was alarmed, Mamoru seemed pretty distracted.

Usagi walked around Motoki and was about to go in the room and speak but Motoki clapped a hand over her mouth and put an arm across the front of her shoulders. "Shh.." Motoki whispered as he turned around the corner with her. He shushed her again and released his hold on her and her mouth. They both poked their heads around the doorframe and saw and listened to Mamoru.
"It's all my fault, me and my big mouth! If something happened t-HELLO MAMORU!" Motoki cut Mamoru off in an unusualy loud voice before Usagi could hear him and understand what was wrong. Motoki stood in the doorway, blocking Usagi's entrance and watched as Mamoru hurridly wiped away the tears that threatened to flow. "Come ON, MOVE it!" Usagi's voice boomed behind Motoki as she beat on his back. Motoki moved out of the way and Usagi walked slowly into the room.

Usagi looked at Mamoru's reddened face and then back to the floor. "Why is your face red?" She asked in a semi-scared voice. Motoki and mamoru exchanged urgent glances, each thinking the same thing, i'What should we tell her? The truth?'/i. "I...Uh, from anger! Thats why! Am I not allowed to like anybody, huh! Everytime I say I may love someone, are you going to run out like that?" Mamoru exploded. Suddenly a pain bolted through his wounds and he bent over, holding his torso and chest. His face contorted with pain and a unnoticed grunt of pain escaped him. The pain passed nearly as fast as it had come and Mamoru straightened up.

"I...its just that...you..." Usagi looked up into Mamoru's eyes, though she was feet away, her eyes shining whith tears. Her face became red and she collapsed to the floor, not bothering to cover her face. Sobs escaped her and she thought, 'How embarrasing this is for them to see me like this. I must look so pathetic.'. Motoki and Mamoru glanced at eachother again. As Usagi continued to cry, Mamoru felt a sharp jab of saddness poke at his heart. "I'm sorry mamoru, you are right...I'm just a selfish stupid person who wishes her most important dream would come true. I'm sorry Mamoru, I hope you won't stay mad at me...well, I...I think I'll go home now. See you tomarrow I guess." Usagi sobbed. She stood up, with some difficulty. She bowed to Mamoru and then to Motoki before picking up her purse and exiting the room at a normal pace.

Once she had left the room and left them well out of earshot, Motoki and Mamoru shot wide-eyed glances at eachother. "Well, so much for your theory that she doesn't return the feelings." Motoki spoke in a shocked voice. Mamoru was shocked, happy, sad all at the same time. He was overjoyed that she liked him back, shocked as well, and sad that he had made her cry. The image of her reddened face and her hurt, crystal made tear filled eyes, was stuck in Mamoru's head and refused to leave.

Usagi sighed and wiped away her tears as she walked into Mamoru's (And now hers as well) apartment. She locked the door behind her and went to kick her shoes off when she had noticed for the first time that day, that she hadn't been wearing any for the whole day. Usagi set that thought aside, not really careing. "I am being such a baby. I have no right to keep Mamoru from loveing someone. He is very lonely, no parents...no brothers or sisters. I have to suck it up." Usagi spoke as she walked over to the couch. She picked up the remote and turned on the tv.

Usagi wasn't really paying attention to what was on, she was too busy stareing out the window at the darkening sky. Through the yellows, oranges, pinks and reds of the sunset, the moon was visible. Her planet, the moon. Slowly the vision before her reduced to black and she was sound asleep. She slipped from her sitting position and fell onto the couch as the remote fell from her hand and to the floor with a soft 'plump' against the cream colored carpet, the t.v still booming.