Disclaimer: No I do not own Sailor Moon.
Usagi walked down the main street of Tokyo, alone and cold- left with her own thoughts. She had left soon after her outburst at the Outer's beach house; they had nothing more to say- and neither did she.
They have no business telling me what to do! She scoffed in her own thoughts, folding her arms over her chest.
Oh yes they do, and you know that. That small annoying voice rang out.
Oh, shut up. I'm the future Queen of Tokyo...
You are? If you mess everything up now- are you sure you will be? It sang with a hint of laughter.
Usagi stopped short. What? She asked softly.
Destiny is everywhere Usagi. Everything you do now has an outcome for the future. Don't you remember? Nehelenia tried to take Mamoru from you...and Chibi-Usa started to disappear...
"That's right," she whispered not to anyone but her-self. The wind shifted hard and a chill ran through the air as small drops fell from the sky. Her perfect sunny day was turning dark and dreary. She wrapped her arms tighter around herself and resumed walking. Maybe it won't rain too hard.
If my future meant not being loved, then I don't want to be Queen! She hissed gritting her teeth against the sudden cold.
You don't mean that, you've dreamed of it.
So what? Her own nails bit slightly into her arms.
Your willing to give up everything for a future you know nothing about?
Oh, would you just go away!
Why wont you answer? Are you still unsure of what to choose? You can't play with Fate and still expect to run to the same Destiny you know now when you're done.
Usagi held her hands tightly over her ears- that damn inner voice just wouldn't let up. The rain grew heavier and the wind stronger, colder. Her clothes were already soaked through. Slipping into the first door she came to, music flooded her ears and her inner voice was drowned out- finally.
It was some restaurant she hadn't been to. In-fact she had never even seen it. She remember walking by, the doors always boarded up. She glanced to her right and noticed the sign on the door- it was a club that was only open after 10pm.
The room itself was particularly dark, the walls a deep red and the floor coal black. Strobe lights flashed her way and her eyelashes began to blink rapidly. Holding her arm up a bit from the flashes she made her way to an empty table.
"Want a drink?" A tall guy walked up to her holding a notepad and pencil, his voice was barely audible- and she realized he was yelling.
She tried to tell him what she wanted but he couldn't hear her, so embarrassing as it was she pulled out her I.D. and he smiled and nodded. Writing done the word "Water?" She smiled helplessly and nodded. He was about to walk away when he pulled a small towel from his apron and handed it to her. Taking it gratefully she watched him leave before wiping off her drenched face, her hair was just a waste of the towel.
She looked around the room as she wiped down her neck; the room was pretty crowded, the dance floor was filled and only a few tables left open. Everyone was smiling and having a good time, drinking and laughing. It made Usagi want to join in, but before she did anything- she went to the bathroom... maybe she could salvage her hair.
10 minutes past and she came out, her odangos hadn't survived so for once, out-in-public she wore her hair down. A small clip on the left side of her hair, held it away from her bangs. She had laughed when she looked at herself- a Minako clone. The waiter looked a bit lost when she wasn't found at her table, she walked up to him and his eyes hiked up a bit- his smile flashing once more before he walked off to another table. She took her drink off the table and decided to walk around the room. Taking a few sips and dodging people, she was finally having a decent time- without any worries filling her head.
She stood near the dance floor, some couple having a dance off- rooting along with the people she jumped up and down in excitement. Until a sharp high-pitched laugh sounded throughout the air. Sounding almost like a scream Usagi's head snapped to attention and she looked up.
There was a second floor, balcony like. It had small candlelit tables and was a bit more romantic than the rest of the building. Scanning her eyes through the high railings, all she could see were delighted woman cuddling with good-looking men.
False alarm. She smiled a bit- her heart beating normal again. Still looking high-ward she smiled to herself, knowing one say she would be happy like that- with someone that loved her. Maybe it wasn't too late to make things right? Her heart began to beat harder in anticipation; a blush took over her cheeks. She felt so giddy.
Finishing her drink she walked to the bar to get it refilled, the bartender took her I.D. and refilled it quickly- the bar guests looking at her like she was crazy. She was probably the only person drinking water in the whole building, but she didn't care.
She picked her glass back up and began to turn around and walk back to the dance floor, when her eyes opened and her world stopped. She lost all feeling in her body- the drink she had just picked up slipped and crashed to the ground. She didn't even feel it splash over her feet. She couldn't feel anything- the noise drowned out and she heard her heart and her breath, just barely.
Right in front of her... for the whole world to see. Mamoru. Walking and laughing with his two American buddies, all of them accompanied by at least two woman. The woman clung to them and laughed at every word, even though all she could see were their mouths moving- she couldn't hear anything. They were walking toward the bar, right for her. She couldn't move, didn't know if she wanted to.
Mamoru's attention was caught for a mere second by the brunette draped on his arm as she leant up and kissed him.
He didn't pull away.
Suddenly a loud crack resounded in her head...and she knew it was her heart.
She couldn't breath- she had no control over her body; she was going to suffocate by her own inability to draw a breath.
They kept coming; one of his friends looked up and his eyes squinted just barely trying to remember something. Once it hit him, it was too late. Mamoru looked up and his smile was quickly wiped away. The other friend was oblivious so when the others stopped, he and his lady friend almost tripped over them.
"Usa-ko..." Mamoru said, but she couldn't hear him. Not because of the music, but because she was so numb to everything. He didn't move, the woman at his sides looked back and forth from the two and tugged on his sleeves- but he still didn't move. Waiter's came around her trying to clean up the mess of the glass and water- but she was unable to move.
Images of herself and Mamoru swam in her head, everything they had done together, and everything they had been through... all the things said between them...
'Usa-ko...I love you' It was all a lie.
Without air in her lungs, her eyes grew dark- and he still didn't move. He only moved once, but then again he didn't... it only seemed that way while she fell.
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Notes: I really loved this chapter… maybe because it had a lot of emotion, sadness I mean to say. Everything is coming apart.
Thanks to all of you who have reviewed you guys mean the world to me! Hope this chapter isn't too late!
