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The Midnight Run.
Rogue Cherokee

Chapter 6


As always with her time had seemed to stop, like nothing else mattered, her presence helped the pain sitting in his heart, pain which he still dealt with on a daily basis. The winter's air didn't feel so bad anymore as he invited it, breathing deeply of what he would face today. Between the nightmares of the fire and dreams of the Princess his emotions were consumed. Turning him into the person who he was today, a man with secrets; a man who hid behind the white mask. She had understood him better, the reasons why he didn't want to love her. He was afraid to love, afraid to love and loose, but she wouldn't be lost. She held him tighter feeling like it wasn't fair that she had it so easy, her life so easy, it should have been her out of all of them doing the most. She calmed in his embrace fighting the demons inside of her, everything happened for a reason she reassured herself releasing him. She plastered on a smile which he could tell was forced, it was too formal. It was too small for Usagi. The smile didn't capture her true beauty; it only displayed a woman coping with being a warrior. Again Mamoru had the strange feeling of her resembling Sailor Moon, the shading of her eyes, the depression speaking through her face. The little nudge in his mind faded as her eyes changed shades peering up at him.

"Don't pretend now with me Usagi." He soothed her pulling her back into his arms, this was all wrong he thought, she shouldn't be crying. He wanted to show the girl a piece of him not depress her, his concern for her growing. The reasons behind her emotions unknown to him, the reasons that would tear them apart if he knew the secrets she was keeping from him; the secrets that crept between them stealing their only chance at having a future.

Her heart stammered, beating wildly, she felt helpless, like all was lost, reaching out to him when she had no right. Being here was pointless; she felt sick, the contents of her and Naru's picnic turning in her stomach. She felt ashamed ready to pull one of his moves and just run, but she wouldn't, it would be wrong. She couldn't look at him now, even though she had faced him a millennium ago, it was all so long ago but it felt like yesterday. Kissing him was just yesterday, speaking to his soul was just yesterday, she wanted the sun to shine right then and make it all go away, to erase it, but it wouldn't.

"I have no right to force myself upon you especially if I don't fit into your world." She murmured her broken face falling down to look at the cracks in the ground which resembled her heart, stepping back again ready to run for the hills, it wasn't her place to be here until he spoke otherwise.

Mamoru frowned, she was giving him a choice to let him go now and it would all be over. His heart sunk at the thought of her leaving him now, she couldn't, not now, but just like him she had her reasons. He knew she would try something like this, her always thinking of others before herself, but she needed to know why he refused her. This was personal ground she was treading on, and after stepping there he understood that she wouldn't want to go back. He had invited her into his world and she unlike him was courteous enough to give choices.

'Fuck it I'll deal with the consequences later.' He thought, his last straw breaking wanting fate to throw him a bone, they deserved some type of happiness before his life would turn into shit again.

"Come on lets go inside." He said avoiding her statement snatching up her hand and pulling her along. He didn't want to admit that she was the reason he was being so strong, so calm, when in reality with out her he would've been cold, his distant aloofness leaving him feeling like he had when he first arrived at the orphanage. But he knew that he wasn't that same lonely little boy, now he stood a vulnerable man, his pride hanging in the balance, and his future somehow connected to a past that he had no recollection of.

The gates creaked as he opened one, Usagi tagging behind him, sadness etched in the steps she took, hair still swishing as her head bobbed with her movement. Her thoughts consumed her going over the feel of his tongue in her mouth dancing with hers. She blushed, reprimanding herself; it was much more important things to think about than making out, more important things like her heart. The silence between them grew something that she was becoming accustomed to, not minding the silence at all. Her knee boots made a clicking sound on the cement, the building coming closer into view; the darkness of it caused her to shiver.

'I have no right to be here.' She kept telling herself as her feet automatically lifted and willingly followed him. Mamoru stiffened wondering what could be plaguing her thoughts now. He chuckled, thinking of the irony, here he thought he couldn't face the past and here he was facing it with someone he had told that they couldn't have a future, this was fate playing with him. Fate was dangling a delicious beauty out of his grasp, his thoughts turning darker wondering why things had to be so complicated.

'Just admit that you need her Mamoru.' He told himself, ready to lure her out of her world and into his. His body tensed up stopping in mid step causing her to bump into his back; she shook her head at him. She noticed how easy it was for him to slip back into their old behavior; how he could easily erase the moments they shared. She realized it was because of his emotional disorder from him placing all things he could ever love into their own boxes, packing them away into the deep closet of his which he called his heart. "Don't be a brute." She said getting annoyed, her cheeks puffing up, pissed that she had to be the mature one all of a sudden. Pissed that he was so cute in his attempts too mock her, and pissed that her heart bled for him. It was becoming harder for her to smile, harder for her to think like herself with her past pouring into her new life.

"So Usagi iiiiiiiiiiiiisssss in there." He drawled putting an arm around her shoulders walking the rest of the way at her pace smiling at her cute pouts. "Mamo-c…" She paused not wanting to say a nickname that she didn't have the right to say. Her hands clasped in front of her resting over her stomach ready to spill her thoughts as she continued.

"Mamoru I apologize, I never meant to pressure you, but you can't just go around making out with me and then you know…" Her voice faltered shaking at the very end of her broken sentence. Even now while her big heart was held on the line she still thought of others first. Mamoru felt a guilty pang, Usagi didn't deserve this, she deserved better.

"I apologize Usako." His apology fell off of strained lips; he squeezed her closer to him. She smiled vowing to forget about everything else and just be there for this moment right now, this day; it was all that mattered drummed through her soul changing the rhythm of her mood.

He couldn't believe it; he blinked back the tears that begged to spill. His heart sped up, nervousness pouring in once more; it was either now or never. He opened the door to a place he hadn't been in years, a place that still existed in his nightmares. Usagi followed behind him trying her very best to be supportive, the matters of their hearts could wait; right now the important thing was dealing with Mamoru's past. The beige wallpaper seemed grungy and old with time. Mamoru remembered that it was new when he had first arrived. The hardwood floors sparkled with a shine, they were clean, and so were the steps that led up to the second floor. The floor was the only thing that looked the same. A young girl was sitting on the stairway, a broken doll sitting on her lap, the arm dangling. Her sad purple eyes spoke volumes to them as they took in her appearance, the faded clothes and her tangled ribbons perched in her long black hair. She spotted them, her curiosity getting the best of her, so she skipped over to where they stood, purple eyes staring up at them, her doll left on the steps. Usagi smiled her heart warming up to the little girl standing in front of them.

"What's your name?" The girl asked, tugging on Usagi's hand, Mamoru smiled as the little girl peered up at them both. He remembered how he would hide when people visited the orphanage, or how he would run from the older kids, he considered this girl to be very bold and brave.

"Usagi, and yours?" She asked squatting down to be face to face with the small kid ready to make a new friend.

"Ami. Can you adopt me?" She replied with, her eyes turning bright with hope quickly dimming when Mamoru nearly choked out of shock, her comment was the last thing he was expecting to hear from the child. She blinked back tears her purple eyes turning to stone hiding her emotions. Mamoru was lost for words, he was pretty sure he wouldn't have been the first to turn her down, but he couldn't bring himself to do it .

"I'm not old enough to adopt you." Usagi said, pulling the little girl closer to her for a hug. Ami shivered taking complete joy in the kind act which she hadn't experienced in years.

"But I can visit you." Usagi told her releasing Ami from her embrace wondering who would love this child as one of their own. The pang she felt earlier grew heavier in her heart at the thoughts of what Mamoru suffered, and what Ami was suffering from now. Her mind tried to grasp the reality of the situation, her past self taking over, what she Princess Serenity would do in the situation.

"Yea we can visit." Mamoru chimed in opening up to Ami. He remembered what it was like living there, he swallowed the lump in his throat, the last thing he had wanted to do was tell Ami no. The thought of telling the precious girl no scared him, he was very grateful for Usagi telling Ami their solution, grateful that she had come up with one period. Ami smiled, the laughter returning to her eyes, her faded skirt ruffled with her movements. She seemed like a new child and Usagi noticed the similarities, where Mamoru adopted his mood swings from, the coldness of the orphanage. Just as quickly as Ami's mood changed a new question sprung up sending them into another direction than before.

"Can you touch your nose with your tongue? I can." The little girl did as she asked showing Usagi that she could. Ami's small pink tongue darted out with what had seemed like practice at this type of sport. Usagi's eyes crossed as she tried, her tongue not reaching the tip of her nose, her pout reaching her lips instead. Mamoru busted out laughing at her attempts. She looked adorable when she was being herself, when she was being Usagi. The moment really lifted his spirits and made it easier for him to be standing in a hallway that held such bad memories of his past. He silently thanked Usagi, and Ami for being unique, it warmed him up on the inside as he enjoyed watching their antics.

"Where are the others Ami? I would like to meet them." Usagi stated taking the girls small hand into her own. Mamoru had no intentions on meeting the children, but with Usagi there it seemed easier and warmer. He didn't mind sensing that Usagi needed to see more, that was Usagi, always curious and going the extra mile.

"Upstairs in the play room, come on I'll take you to them." Ami said leading Usagi forward leaving a laughing Mamoru to follow behind.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Ami had asked catching the couple off guard, the light she possessed never faltering from her face, her curious self wanting to know. Usagi smiled her face relaxing into its usual appearance wondering if Mamoru would deny her now. Mamoru chuckled his hand flying up to brush his hair back, it didn't help only caused it to fall over his eyes. Usagi smiled taking his hand in hers answering for him, it was now or never she told herself and she decided on now.

"Yes I am his girlfriend." She said tugging on Mamoru's arm as he slightly coughed at the idea. They still needed to talk, still needed to get some things straight in order for them to be together. In ways Usagi was his girlfriend, the things they did together surely boyfriends and girlfriends were entitled too. The idea didn't seem so bad any more as he pondered on being with her some more.

"Maybe." He stated as she rolled her eyes and he laughed again at her being so bold, he liked this side of her, the more in charge side.