Murmurs to You

A/N: I was in West Hollywood last Sunday. Because I needed my phone fixed before I started the new semester. I didn't forget about you guys, I swear! But things have already been crazy with homework! And I'm doing The People Vs. Maxine Lowe for theater. *cringes ever so slightly*

Enjoy!

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I despise the whole aspect of having school starting so early in the morning.

I detest the fact I never seem to get enough sleep on top of my senshi duties.

Furthermore, hate how I am always late. No matter how much I try to be on time.

So of course this morning I am finding myself anxious as my feet once again try to beat the clock in my rush to school. This is the third time this week there have been battles I have had to fight alone. They occur when everybody else is already in class. Tuxedo Mask was there-but honestly sometimes he isn't enough. Sometimes the enemies are far too much for just two people.

Today's battle left me breathless and what I am assuming to be a sprained wrist. But alas, school doesn't need to know I am Sailor Moon. I don't need special treatment. Just sometimes I would like to be a normal girl. and not have to deal with pretending everything is okay. Pretending my wrist isn't black and blue, for instance.

Ugh.

My body makes contact with a rock hard body, my wrist being the first to hit against it. A small cry escapes my lips and my knees give out, sealing the fate that I will end up falling to my ground. But I never get that far. Instead arms rush out and encircle my waist.

"Are you alright, Odango?"

His words are soft, but my body tenses regardless. The voice is familiar but it isn't comforting. Especially the nickname. Chiba Mamoru. He is another thing that makes me uncomfortable. But not for the same reasons as school.

"I'm fine, Mamoru," I bite out, my hand flying over my black and blue wrist. My eyes turn down to avoid his condescending gaze.

The hands around me drop and I can feel him staring at me intently. I can feel it in my bones, yet I still do not look up. "Usagi-chan, are you okay? Your wrist-"

I step back, trying harder to hide my wrist. "I'm fine."

Mamoru's hand reaches to me and tilts my face back up. He makes me look into his eyes, his very concerned blue eyes. "Is there something you want to tell me? Is something wrong, Usagi-chan?"

My heart stops with his words and I shake my head before moving my feet and walking around her. "I'm going to be later to school than I usually am, Mamoru-san. If you'll let me be, maybe I won't get detention."

And with that I keep walking. Faster and faster. I still feel his gaze on me. "I really wish you would tell me what's wrong, Odango!" He calls after me. But instead my pace just picks back up to my run.

"And I really wish I could tell you the truth," I whisper to myself as I hug my wrist to my chest and keep running.

For a month I've know Mamoru. And for a month I decided to love him. But things are far too complicated to throw another thing into my life. That would be the last thing I need, love. So the only thing between us romantically would be the murmurs I whisper when I leave. Under my breath remarks when I run away crying.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't love me anyway. It would never be any more than a mere crush.

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A/N: I'm just in an iffy mood right now. But I feel this could go full fledged story after Just Adieus ends. Just an idea.

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