AN: Another drabble. :) I'll try to put more up later/tomorrow (it's 2:33 AM and therefore already Sunday here, but I don't know what time it is there so...). :D Hopefully, this makes up for the heartbreaking one better than the others.

Disclaimer: If I owned Sailor Moon, Usagi would've answered Seiya's famous question! D:

Theme: # 45

seiyalovesodango09: Oh, don't worry. :) I will never write another one like that. D: It hurt my Sei-chan and I don't want to hurt him again. ;-;

A Rose Without Thorns

Usagi stared at the bush that was overflowing with roses. She had never really cared for the school's greenhouse, but after a short incident involving strawberries and learning about a new – well new to her – poet name Blake, she'd come to enjoy this place even if it was her second time here. The blond continued to stare at the roses as if at some point they'd start talking to her. But that wasn't the case. In each red flower, she saw a new scene, each of them involving her beloved Mamo-chan. Her eyes moved from rose to rose as each played a different memory of the masked man and his roses. She longed to reach out and pull one off of its branch, but she was aware of the amount of thorns hidden under the beautiful surface. So, she wiped a tear away and stood from her sitting position, leaving the greenhouse for fear of falling apart in a public place.

She did not notice the raven haired pop star that had been following her all that day. She hadn't been herself for a while and his worry was eating him up. Unfortunately, Seiya had completely misread the scene that was played before him. He didn't know that she was longing for her boyfriend, who was studying overseas and still had not contacted her. He didn't know that when she was watching the roses, she was viewing the memories of her battles when her masked lover would save her with roses. What he saw was that she wanted a few roses and was too afraid to pick them because she would prick herself – or she thought it was wrong and was afraid of being caught. Though completely misunderstanding the situation, he skidded over to the rose bush with a pair of shears he'd found hanging next to the door. Carefully avoiding the thorns, he snipped a few off of their branches; enough to make a bouquet. When he was satisfied with the amount, he slipped out of the greenhouse and headed home, for he was not done preparing them.

Usagi had found a new hiding place; one that was much less painful than the greenhouse and had a beautiful overview of the city – the school roof. She might've been afraid of falling – considering that she was sitting along one of the roof's edges – but it was gated, so there was nothing to fear. With her heels planted onto the ground and her feet pointing towards the sky, Usagi began to tap her shoes together, completely lost in thought. She didn't notice Seiya stumbling out of the metal door and onto the roof or her friends who had pushed him through said door. Makoto shut the door quietly after tossing something to Seiya. It landed next to him with a crunch. At the noise, Usagi's feet stopped moving, so he scrambled to his feet, snatched the object up from the floor and held it behind him before she had a chance to look up.

Her blue hues locked onto his sapphire orbs and she smiled sadly. He wiggled his fingers shyly before stepping closer to her. She giggled softly and nodded for him to come closer. He slowly inched his way towards her, his heart pounding and his cheeks turned a soft pink. The blond cocked her head to the side slightly, her eyebrows furrowing together, "Seiya? What's wrong?"

He smiled and shook his head, holding up one of his fingers with his free hand. He collected himself for a few moments, oblivious to Usagi's growing worry. "Seiya?"

"For the past few days, you've been extremely quiet. You haven't been yourself for one moment and as the days passed, my worry grew and grew," he paused allowing her to take in his words. He stopped her when she tried to speak, "So, I followed you. I know that might sound weird, but I wanted to know what was wrong and if I asked, you would deny the pain that was oh so clear in your eyes."

At this point, Usagi's eyes seemed like they were about to fall out of their sockets. She blinked, but her face remained expressionless. He chewed on his lip, worried he'd said – rather, done – something wrong and would cause a rift in their relationship. Instead she urged him to continue, seeing that he was not yet finished explaining.

"I saw you in the greenhouse. I saw how you were staring at the roses…like you wanted to take a few, but was too afraid to." At this he saw the corners of Usagi's mouth twitch upward, into a smile. He exhaled, relieved, "And since you didn't," he revealed the bouquet of roses he'd been hiding behind his back. "I picked a few for you."

Usagi stared at the roses, feeling something completely different than the sadness she expected. She felt warmth in her heart and a burst of happiness she didn't expected. She grinned up at the pop star, practically snatching the bouquet away from his hand. She sniffed them and sighed in delight. She didn't see the images she saw in the roses that resided in the greenhouse. Perhaps it was because Seiya was the one who gave them to her. Whatever the reason, she was happy and Seiya was glad he'd been able to cheer her up. He watched as she picked one out of the bouquet, carefully as she expected for there to be thorns. She blinked, a bit confused when she didn't find any. She peeked through the paper and saw that neither rose had a single thorn on them. The blond looked up at Seiya, her eyebrows once again furrowed together.

"Seiya, where are the thorns?" She asked; because she'd never seen a rose without them.

Seiya smiled shyly as he held out his hands, revealing a number of bandages stuck on them. Usagi gasped and jumped up, setting the bouquet down gently. She took his hands in hers and traced each bandage with a feather-like touch. She sighed, "Seiya, did you cut off all those thorns?"

"Yes. Well, Taiki helped with a few. He was the one who taught me how to cut them properly. Of course, he's more skilled at it than I am so…"

Usagi smiled and kissed each cut over the bandages, "Be careful next time, all right?"

He nodded and watched her as she picked up the bouquet. She walked towards the door, stopping to turn towards him, "Are you coming or are you going to stay here?"

Seiya smiled and shook his head, "I'll stay here for a while." The blond nodded and waved goodbye before slipping through the door. She sniffed the roses repeatedly, the smell clinging to her nose. She knew now why they made her feel different. She rubbed her lips across each petal, giggling at the tickling sensation. These roses didn't have thorns. The roses her Mamo-chan had given her did have thorns. Mamo-chan never took the time to remove the thorns. She was used to seeing and receiving roses with thorns, that whenever she was within the presence of one, her heart would sink into the depths of despair. But not these roses. Seiya had given her roses without thorns because he worried about her. And for the first time in her life, her Mamo-chan didn't cross her mind at all.

AN: I realized that I named it 'A Rose Without Thorns', when he gave her a bouquet of roses without thorns. If this is confusing, I gave the drabble the theme's name as I do for all the others. At first, I got confused (yes, the author confused herself xD), but then it made sense. xD