Summary : (AU) (One-shot) Usagi/Varon :

He's not enough for Mai, and he's not enough for the regular world. So why should he try anymore? Given a choice, he rather much not. Then again some want him to give it a go one more try. It seems he has just to much of a fondness for blondes. She just can't ignore dark haired strangers, that what got her in trouble in the first place. Her heart is screaming at her to give the dark hair stranger a chance. Terrific, it seems once again she is urged to try again.

With One More Try

He sighed, it was raining, but then again he wasn't surprised. Rain suited his mood perfectly, and it had no other purpose the set the tone of his life anyway. At least this was what he thought as the skies opened up and flattening his flaring warm maple brown hair. His blue eyes reflected his tired position, really, there wasn't anything left for him. Shifting a little as the rain slipped down his neck and into his red shirt, had his left arm coming around and revealing a dragon-wing duel disk. The organization he once belong to was gone, but then again he never truly wanted to take over the world by stealing and sealing souls.

So here he was leaning against a tree in the pouring rain, braced in an angst position. Truly this position belonged more to his once partner Raphael or even his other partner Amelda as they were the more depressing ones. He on the other hand had been the optimistic, outgoing one. With the DOOM organization fully shut down, Varon went to search for something. Accepting that his lovely crush Mai, who was a lot like him was exponentially happier with Joey Wheeler. He just wasn't enough for her, and he had to move on with that fact. Suddenly, the sound of crying reached his ears, and he turned, blue eyes fastening on the blurry gazebo up ahead. The rain made it terribly difficult to see that far, but he did see something blond there. Assuming this were the crying was originating from, he strolled over.

She let out another loud cry, though it wasn't from her normal fear of thunder. Her arm hurt terribly from her very first battle, therefore she cradled it to her chest. Once pert twin buns, draped from the weight of the rain she had dashed through to find a place to dwell. Golden bangs sealed themselves to her forehead, licking at the sad, fearful blue eyes. She had just her first senshi battle, and was helped by a strange dark haired male. Her new guardian warned he could be on the wrong side. Heeding the warning, she took off after him, trying desperately to catch him.

Usagi wanted to question him, ask what he knew of the world she was just thrown into. Not to mention the dark haired stranger tugged at her heartstrings, she had seen the loneliness in his eyes. Yet, easily he shrugged her off, only turning once to glare at her. Her heart recoiled then, not understanding his switching behavior, and standing there she was caught in the rain. Rushing back to where she had left her black cat guardian, she was scolded, both for her non-fighting skills, and her inability to catch the masked man. So, she ran away to her safe place, trying to understand the cold shoulder from her only human companion in this new challenge thrust upon her.

Soft steps had her twitching but not lifting her head to acknowledge the sounds. "Hey there little lady." A soft male voice called out. Usagi glanced up just in time to see a hand reaching for her shoulder. She recoiled in fear, her father's warnings going off in her head. Not to mention, he could very well be one of the generals, the floating blond in her prior battle had mentioned before leaving her to fight the strange monster. Obviously, he had seen her recoil, and stopped his hand, lowering it to his side. "It's okay, I'm not here to harm you." The words slipped from the male, and Usagi stopped quivering, but still didn't allow him a welcome.

Varon approached the gazebo to see a tiny blond curled up on the bench crying her heart out. It wasn't desperate wails for attention, but merely ones that tore at your soul. Though it wasn't much that Varon could ignore, as is, she was a blond, and he had a weakness for blondes. He called softly to her while reaching toward her shoulder to shake her, but was caught by scared sapphirine orbs. Varon retracted his hand, and tried to soothed the blondes fears, yet it seem she refused to loosen her shell. "I'm still not good enough." He whispered harshly to himself, tilting his head down, and turning to leave the presence of the girl, she obviously did not want him there.

"Wait." It was a delicate cry from Usagi as she heard his heart-broken whisper. "It's okay." She told him, while reaching toward his exposed arm and tugging him slightly back to the bench. The youth turned back to her and gave a strained smile, and wasn't it funny that she gave the same one back. Again she was saddled with a dark haired stranger, but this one wasn't trying to confuse or hurt her.

Varon smiled slightly as he heard her cry, it encompassed exactly what he could tell about her. She was not one to harm people, and just believed the world of sunshine, at least that was where she belonged. Following her urging, he sat down beside her, not trying to invade her tense space. "So, little lady, what brings you out here?" He inquired in concern, this time of night and weather was not one for a little blond such as her.

"Searching." She told him. "What about you?" She returned, while craning her head to look at him. Sad boyish charm curved his face, and she wondered at the sadness.

"Same could be said of me." He said quietly.

"Oh." she mumbled out, and they grew quiet, each one studying the other. Usagi peered at him from the corner of her eyes, she was no longer tortuously upset, but calming in his presence. Though sorrow seemed to fit him like a glove, before her thoughts strained away. 'Is this what my classmates meant, by rainy day man?' Usagi wondered inappropriately, a tinge of blush appearing on her nose at such thoughts.

Varon observed the scared expression that still painted her brow, but he knew then it wasn't because of him. It was obvious it dealt with the reason she was here for. Then his eyes caught the blush that stained her bridge of her nose. It was cute, but it also seemed to point to feverish behavior. At least that is what it appeared to him anyway, and he laid a concern hand on her forehead. Not that it would make much difference, seeing as his hand was cooled from the rain. Yet, he forgot that fact, and the warmth of her forehead worried him. "We should probably get you home." He intoned.

Usagi wondered as he turned a concern gaze on her, before laying a hand on her forehead. It was comfortably cool, deepening the blush that now curled on her cheeks. His concern statement didn't escape her attention, and she shook her head, leaning slightly against his covered shoulder. "No, I'm fine, sides it's still raining." She told him. He sighed but nodded, so again they sat in silence, but Usagi felt her normal curiosity strike up.

"Why are you sad?" Usagi inquired. Shocking the brunette youth, he turned a soft smile to her.

"Only if you tell me what's got you out here searching." He bribed. Usagi huffed, but nodded her acquiescence, while moving a sticking bang from her eye. "Well?" He asked, and Usagi sighed.

"Why do I have to go first?" Usagi simpered.

"You asked." Varon replied.

"I ran into somebody today who helped me with something, but I could see the loneliness." Usagi started. "I wanted to help him back, but after I chased after him, it seemed he changed personalities." She continued. "Then he glared, and warned me if I ever chased him again he would have to harm me to stop me from following." Usagi finished, burrowing back into her arms. Varon frowned, both at the story, and the fact he didn't get the whole thing, but he knew that everyone had their secrets. Lazily he raised an arm around her shoulder in comfort, before sighing.

"I was with a pretty bad organization because I was seeking vengeance against those who had harmed my 'mother,' figure." He began. "Though my reason sounds shallow to my own ears now, after all we did." He whispered. "While I was apart of the organization, I met a female who was a lot like me, and I became attracted." Varon explained. "Yet, in the end, I just wasn't enough for her." He finished, and then looked off to the side.

Usagi shook her head, while reaching over, and grasping the youth's chin. Gently he turned his head back to her with a small smile. "I think you are enough." Usagi told him quietly. Varon felt shook course his system for a minute before smiling.

"I think the guy you were trying to help just doesn't know what he is missing." He responded, while allowing the girl to curl into his arms. "By the way, name's Varon." He told her.

Usagi allowed a small blush to escape her as she heard his soft baritone vibrate against her. "Usagi." She whispered back.

"Bunny huh?" He joked.

"Yeah." Usagi responded. The two just settled together, and watched the rain fade off. After it stopped raining, Varon walked her home, and dropped her off at her door. Usagi smiled, pecking his cheek in thanks. "See you tomorrow?" Usagi inquired hopefully.

"Why not." Varon said while shrugging. "Same place?" He asked.

"Yeah." Usagi answered, and then turned going in while giving him one last wave. Varon smiled, and walked off, heading to the hotel he had found earlier in the week. He could hold off going to Spain for awhile, it's not like the country was going anywhere. Whistling a small tune, he tilted his head toward the sky.

"Goodbye Mai." Varon whispered to the sky. "Goodnight Usagi." He added, and he felt his heart swelled slightly. Yes, Varon had a fondness for blondes.

Usagi sighed happily as she fell into bed, a smile stretching on her face. For a second she swore she heard Varon's voice wishing her a good night. Tilting her head toward her window, she smiled at the sky. "Night Varon." She whispered, and then fell into a nice dream. Usagi giggled in her sleep, tall, dark, and handsome could describe Varon she had just met. One last thought played on her mind before she totally surrendered to sleep. 'You know what Tuxedo Kamen?' She asked silently. 'Screw off.' She told him mentally, and instead buried into her happy dreams.

Set in the first season, and first episode of SM, and after the DOOM arc of YGO. Sorry it took so long to start on this series of one-shots. Later, and much care. Please review. WCB.