::screams:: I can't believe I got so many review!!! ::jumps up and down:: I
didn't think so many people still read this story! But, you see, it seems
that review *do* work wonders! I'm able to write this so fast!
For all of you who voted for a lemon, I wrote one, but out of courtesy to those who may not want to read such stuff, it's posted separately. You can find it under my author profile. Nothing really important happened, but some hot sweaty sex, so if you haven't read it, have no fear, you're not missing anything. ^.^
This is very short, but it's finally got the Hiiro-Usagi tension resolved! And more!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters depicted herein, excepting the ones that I create. All characters are fictitious, any resemblance to any real person, living or dead, is incidental. No profit is being made by this.
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After about an hour, Usagi stirred, and found herself comfortably pressed against an expanse of tanned chest. She looked up to see Hiiro staring down at her. She smiled, and his expression of worry softened some.
"Usagi, we have to talk about this." His voice was gravelly and low, and she sighed at the sound of it.
"I know." And she held herself closer to him.
"Are you okay? I mean, I'm sorry for acting so rashly, I shouldn't have done that, but the moment—" Hiiro was cut short via a blow to the head.
"Hiiro Yui! Don't you *dare* start that act! I am old enough to make my own decisions. And DAMN if I wasn't a willing participant. You get off your high horse right now, or I swear to whatever holy deity there is that I'll never speak a word to you again!" Hiiro was slightly dazed, and for a moment, he was struck dumb, and all he could do was stare, slightly gape- mouthed. Usagi was flushed, and her eyes glittered dangerously, as she forced herself away from him and stood. Her eyes glittered with hurt an humiliation, masked with anger and pride. She walked the length of the room, totally unashamed of her body and her state of undress. She was beautiful when she was angry, but unfortunately, she was also deadly. Then she softened, and her angered façade crumbled away, and she looked on the verge of tears.
"Don't you see, Hiiro? All I've ever wanted is you. You can't just give that, and take it back. That's cruel, and I don't deserve to be treated like that. I deserve respect, damnit, and I'm not going to let you tear me down. " Her chin lifted at she stared down at him pridefully, the emotions flitting across her face hurting im more than any weapon could. He untangled himself from the sheets and crossed over to her and pulled her into his arms.
Hiiro sighed deeply. "Gomen, Usagi. I was just worried that you would regret it." He rested his chin on top of her head, and breathed in the citrus-y scent of her hair.
"No, Hiiro, I don't regret it, and I never will. You may be three years older than me, but I'm the one who's been waiting on you." He sighed, his breath ruffling her hair.
"I suppose. Usagi, I... love you. I'm not sure what love is, or how it feels, or what to do about it, but I'm pretty sure I love you." Usagi sighed, and smiled, and relaxed a bit.
"Okay. But Hiiro, you will *not* do this to me anymore. I am not a doormat, and I will not allow you to play with my emotions like you've been doing. If you do, I promise I will forget you. I will move on, and my heart will be forever closed to you. But, I love you, too."
"Agreed." There was brief moment where they could appreciate the humour of Usagi giving him rules. And then she kissed him.
It was as if a dam broke inside their minds, a small give in the barrier that blocked so much form them. And their minds were filled with memories they'd never seen before, and they stood bathed in moonlight, as suddenly, everything was made right.
"Odin?" Usagi stared at Hiiro tearfully. Hiiro stroked her cheek and allowed himself the first tears in his life.
"Serenity." And they crashed together, tasting tears on each others lips, and laughing.
"I was starting to think I'd never find you. I can't believe it took us millennia to meet again." Usagi rested her head on his shoulder.
"I know." Hiiro stroked her hair. "Usagi, I can't remember what happened at the end, though. The last thing I remember is a flash of light, and then, nothing." Usagi sniffed.
"Well, at least now I know you died quickly, and painlessly. Hiiro—Odin, whichever, you're the same person, I guess. I'm not quite sure how that works. Anyway, we held off the attack as long as we could, but it was futile. Everyone died, and I remember walking through the courtyard, and the ground was covered in blood, and it stained my dress, and it felt like I was already dead. All there was was blood, everywhere. *Everything* was coated in blood. And the people's bodies just lay there, soaked in their own blood, men, women, children, babies! Their faces were contorted with horror and fear, or sometimes you couldn't even see their faces, they were so mangled. And then I found you. And the queen, she asked me to work for her. I told her I would rather die, and I took your sword, and.... I killed myself. My mother expended the last bit of her energy to send everyone into the spirit plane to be reincarnated. And I spent the last of mine to bind my soul to yours, so that I could find you again. I didn't remember correctly in my last life, I'd been spelled to remember what my mother wanted me to. I just *knew* that something was wrong. And after a while, I could no longer lay everything out for everyone else to see, and use, and pretend to be happy. So I took the Ginzuishou, and I used it to, in essence, kill myself again. At the last minute, Hotaru threw herself in with me, and I took her with me. From there, this life began."
"I can't believe you killed yourself for me. Does wonders for my ego, that you loved me *that* much, but I still don't think I'm worth it. And let's just stick with Hiiro for now. It's not so hard with you, I called you Usagi even then." Usagi smiled and nodded.
"Hiiro, you're worth it. Why else would I follow you like this? I could have chosen to stay a spirit, refusing reincarnation for a state of eternal bliss. But it would not have been bliss without you. You've really got to get over this fixation of yours. It's so annoying when you do that whole 'I'm not worthy' thing. So stop it."
"Yes, Ma'am!" Usagi giggled and slapped him lightly.
"Smartass."
"Hmph. This time, let's try not to get killed."
"Sure thing. I kinda like finally being able to be with you."
"No kidding."
"And now, all those old memories are giving me all sorts of ideas." A wicked grin crossed Hiiro's face.
"Hmm.... And now we have all the modern conveniences. Hot Tub?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Sex-fiend."
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." Usagi laughed as they made their way to the roof to make full use of the amenities. "It's not my fault you ruined me."
"As I remember it, *you* jumped *me*, princess."
"Psh. You need your head examined."
"Uh-huh."
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^_____^ YAY? Review, please!
For all of you who voted for a lemon, I wrote one, but out of courtesy to those who may not want to read such stuff, it's posted separately. You can find it under my author profile. Nothing really important happened, but some hot sweaty sex, so if you haven't read it, have no fear, you're not missing anything. ^.^
This is very short, but it's finally got the Hiiro-Usagi tension resolved! And more!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters depicted herein, excepting the ones that I create. All characters are fictitious, any resemblance to any real person, living or dead, is incidental. No profit is being made by this.
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After about an hour, Usagi stirred, and found herself comfortably pressed against an expanse of tanned chest. She looked up to see Hiiro staring down at her. She smiled, and his expression of worry softened some.
"Usagi, we have to talk about this." His voice was gravelly and low, and she sighed at the sound of it.
"I know." And she held herself closer to him.
"Are you okay? I mean, I'm sorry for acting so rashly, I shouldn't have done that, but the moment—" Hiiro was cut short via a blow to the head.
"Hiiro Yui! Don't you *dare* start that act! I am old enough to make my own decisions. And DAMN if I wasn't a willing participant. You get off your high horse right now, or I swear to whatever holy deity there is that I'll never speak a word to you again!" Hiiro was slightly dazed, and for a moment, he was struck dumb, and all he could do was stare, slightly gape- mouthed. Usagi was flushed, and her eyes glittered dangerously, as she forced herself away from him and stood. Her eyes glittered with hurt an humiliation, masked with anger and pride. She walked the length of the room, totally unashamed of her body and her state of undress. She was beautiful when she was angry, but unfortunately, she was also deadly. Then she softened, and her angered façade crumbled away, and she looked on the verge of tears.
"Don't you see, Hiiro? All I've ever wanted is you. You can't just give that, and take it back. That's cruel, and I don't deserve to be treated like that. I deserve respect, damnit, and I'm not going to let you tear me down. " Her chin lifted at she stared down at him pridefully, the emotions flitting across her face hurting im more than any weapon could. He untangled himself from the sheets and crossed over to her and pulled her into his arms.
Hiiro sighed deeply. "Gomen, Usagi. I was just worried that you would regret it." He rested his chin on top of her head, and breathed in the citrus-y scent of her hair.
"No, Hiiro, I don't regret it, and I never will. You may be three years older than me, but I'm the one who's been waiting on you." He sighed, his breath ruffling her hair.
"I suppose. Usagi, I... love you. I'm not sure what love is, or how it feels, or what to do about it, but I'm pretty sure I love you." Usagi sighed, and smiled, and relaxed a bit.
"Okay. But Hiiro, you will *not* do this to me anymore. I am not a doormat, and I will not allow you to play with my emotions like you've been doing. If you do, I promise I will forget you. I will move on, and my heart will be forever closed to you. But, I love you, too."
"Agreed." There was brief moment where they could appreciate the humour of Usagi giving him rules. And then she kissed him.
It was as if a dam broke inside their minds, a small give in the barrier that blocked so much form them. And their minds were filled with memories they'd never seen before, and they stood bathed in moonlight, as suddenly, everything was made right.
"Odin?" Usagi stared at Hiiro tearfully. Hiiro stroked her cheek and allowed himself the first tears in his life.
"Serenity." And they crashed together, tasting tears on each others lips, and laughing.
"I was starting to think I'd never find you. I can't believe it took us millennia to meet again." Usagi rested her head on his shoulder.
"I know." Hiiro stroked her hair. "Usagi, I can't remember what happened at the end, though. The last thing I remember is a flash of light, and then, nothing." Usagi sniffed.
"Well, at least now I know you died quickly, and painlessly. Hiiro—Odin, whichever, you're the same person, I guess. I'm not quite sure how that works. Anyway, we held off the attack as long as we could, but it was futile. Everyone died, and I remember walking through the courtyard, and the ground was covered in blood, and it stained my dress, and it felt like I was already dead. All there was was blood, everywhere. *Everything* was coated in blood. And the people's bodies just lay there, soaked in their own blood, men, women, children, babies! Their faces were contorted with horror and fear, or sometimes you couldn't even see their faces, they were so mangled. And then I found you. And the queen, she asked me to work for her. I told her I would rather die, and I took your sword, and.... I killed myself. My mother expended the last bit of her energy to send everyone into the spirit plane to be reincarnated. And I spent the last of mine to bind my soul to yours, so that I could find you again. I didn't remember correctly in my last life, I'd been spelled to remember what my mother wanted me to. I just *knew* that something was wrong. And after a while, I could no longer lay everything out for everyone else to see, and use, and pretend to be happy. So I took the Ginzuishou, and I used it to, in essence, kill myself again. At the last minute, Hotaru threw herself in with me, and I took her with me. From there, this life began."
"I can't believe you killed yourself for me. Does wonders for my ego, that you loved me *that* much, but I still don't think I'm worth it. And let's just stick with Hiiro for now. It's not so hard with you, I called you Usagi even then." Usagi smiled and nodded.
"Hiiro, you're worth it. Why else would I follow you like this? I could have chosen to stay a spirit, refusing reincarnation for a state of eternal bliss. But it would not have been bliss without you. You've really got to get over this fixation of yours. It's so annoying when you do that whole 'I'm not worthy' thing. So stop it."
"Yes, Ma'am!" Usagi giggled and slapped him lightly.
"Smartass."
"Hmph. This time, let's try not to get killed."
"Sure thing. I kinda like finally being able to be with you."
"No kidding."
"And now, all those old memories are giving me all sorts of ideas." A wicked grin crossed Hiiro's face.
"Hmm.... And now we have all the modern conveniences. Hot Tub?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Sex-fiend."
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." Usagi laughed as they made their way to the roof to make full use of the amenities. "It's not my fault you ruined me."
"As I remember it, *you* jumped *me*, princess."
"Psh. You need your head examined."
"Uh-huh."
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