AN: Thank you for the views I received and the story followers that has decided to follow this story. :)

For this story, I have decided to try to focus on Mamoru's feelings because hey, he wants to speak too!

Disclaimers, as usual.


MAMORU's POV

God.

As she stood there wiping away her chocolaty mess, I stared at her, drinking in her scent, and image. I could smell her vanilla perfume a chair away and I was going crazy because of it. Her long slender legs were crossed as she wiped her plush lips with a napkin. From where I was looking, she looked royal; as if she was born from a royal family. She was beautiful and in that moment, I knew that no matter how many people I see or go across, there will be no one else that could ever replace her beauty. Usagi was sweet and kind too. When a bunny had broke it's leg, Usagi had taken care of it and had then decided to keep it as a pet. I wonder what happened to the bunny now.

I snapped out of my daze and tried to recall what had happened yesterday.

I had been sitting on the same seat I sat on every day when I saw her clutching her heart with broken eyes. Broken eyes that held no sparkle and no life. Just a bottomless abyss.

I didn't know what to do, but as Usagi stood there looking so helpless and weak, tears streaming down her face, my heart had wrenched so painfully for her. In that moment, I had stopped thinking and had acted. She was about to leave, to go find another area where she can be in solitude, but I didn't want that. She was about to be alone in an unknown dark, and broody place where no one will hear her, but I couldn't bear that. I wanted to be the one to be able to comfort her. As she started to move her shaky legs towards the exit, I have grabbed her by the wrist and stopped her from doing that.

I had hugged her.

And she didn't let go.

When I first wrapped my arms around Usagi, I have expected myself to be sane and cool, like I always was like. (Weren't I always cool around Usagi at a far distance?) I was so wrong.

The instance I had locked Usagi into my embrace, I had almost dropped her from the shock of receiving so many different feelings from her. Pain, sorrow, regret, fear. All of them were mixed together, and had made me also feel everything she was feeling at that moment. But I also understood that because I had gone through difficult times, too. I was a super hero of Tokyo (well, one of them. Fine more like a savior of Sailor Moon but you know.), and had a huge assignment that would then determine where I would go for University. I haven't slept a wink that night because I was desperate to finish the assignment, and when I did, I had proofread it again and just fix every single mistake.

But what was so different from Usagi's situation and my situation back then was that no one was there for me. My parents had died from an unfortunate car accident. One that lead to me being the only survivor. I had wondered on my own several times a day when I was recovering from the injuries if I really was called Chiba Mamoru and if no one really cared. I had become bitter for many weeks until this little girl had come along. She had had little Odangos on top of her head like Usagi did, and sometimes, I wonder if it was really her. If it was, I would love that.

That little girl...she had an aura around her. I remember vividly what happened that day...

Flashback~~~

I sat on my hospital bed and sobbed quietly as I took in the objects surrounding me. It was cold and lonely here. No one ever stopped by to visit me and I hated it. I don't know why I am here anyways. How do they know that my parents weren't dead but alive? How could they prove it?

I sighed in defeat and laid down on my bed again...unknowingly falling asleep.

A few hours later, I awoke from a warm presence sleeping next to me. I sat up, startled and turn left, seeing a little girl with hairs tied into two little buns on top of her head and some loose hair framing her face. Her head was a beautiful golden blonde and her lips were open as she slept on peacefully.

An unknown emotion surged throughout me and I laid back down again. I didn't know what this girl was doing here, maybe she got lost, but I didn't want her to leave. I stared at her and wondered if she would mind if I hugged her. I was in desperate need of love and contact with other people and I somehow knew that she wouldn't mind.

I quietly slipped one of my arms underneath her and another around her waist and rested my face on her back.

I drifted to the welcoming hands of sleep and lost consciousness (AN: And just in case ur confused, no. He's not dead. He's just sleeping :) )

I didn't know this girl, but I knew that I loved her.

And the next time I woke up, I didn't see her. She had gone. I was heartbroken.

I didn't get to ask for her name.

Flashback End~~~

As I recalled that memory, many more began to surge in and I clutched my head, willing my head to slow down. I loved to go through memories, but I hated it when it was too much.

I silently made a note to ask Usagi about the little girl and if she had any connection to her in the future.

Who knew what kind of secret she held in her mind?


I was walking to the park when I heard a sob from the left.

I turned towards the left and spotted Usagi, crouched beneath a slide and hiding her head from the other people. My gaze hardened when little kids came over to taunt her and ask her inappropriate, private questions. Didn't their parents teach them to have common sense? When someone was hurt, you're supposed to be considerate. And those kids were doing the exact opposite.

I despised it.

I couldn't stand it any more. I didn't want Usagi to be defeated sos easily. I wanted to help her.

But first I would have to ask her why she was so depressed and heart-broken.


AN: YAY

New chapter is uploaded, please review! :) (also I literally just finished writing this so it could be a bit rough around the edges.)