15. Mistake
Sailor Raspberry
239 Words
He watched as her chin quivered dangerously, vibrant blue eyes brimming with tears, cheeks flushing to a hazardous shade of red.
And never will she know that at this exact moment, she looked as beautiful as he had ever seen her.
And then he realized, with much regret, that he was the cause of her tears, because he couldn't keep his mouth shut, nor could he, for once, admire the shining light that was Usagi.
No, he couldn't. It would be a mistake for her to know how he really felt.
Or, maybe, he was being foolish, hiding his true emotions so bluntly; maybe she really did feel the same about him.
The tears were now flooding down her cheeks, mouth moving, forming insults, but he could not hear any of them.
He was, right at this moment, admiring her for who she was, for who she wasn't afraid to be.
Mamoru could no longer bear to see her so distressed, and so, he lifted a large hand, brushing away a stray tear that lingered at the point of her chin.
Her mouth stopped moving, and for a moment, he was afraid that this bold move had been another mistake.
It was not, as he soon discovered, because her face changed from anger to one that was indistinguishable.
Slowly, her lips pulled upwards, fragile hands rising to brush away any other tears that may have been blemishing her skin.