Chapter 3
"It's Nobu or Nobuyuki, for now."
"What are you doing here?
"Well, I rescued you. Haruka and Michiru didn't want to leave you alone, so I volunteered to stay," he replied.
She was about to shake her head, but wisely thought better of it. "No, no you know what I mean. How are you alive? You died four years ago, I know you did because I'm the one that killed you."
"Actually, you did the exact opposite."
"What?" she leaned further into the pillow. "I think this concussion's messing with my ability to understand anything."
Flashback: Silver Millennium
Meeting a golden princess who had caught the earth's princes attention and then her fierce brunette haired protector...
Not just a senshi, but a great cook and had gently motherly instincts at the tender age of fifteen...
Nephrite and Jupiter's sparring matches,eventually turning into love making in his bed, her bed and the grounds of earth under the moon…
A secret wedding on the moon with only the eight senshi the prince and princess, Uranus giving Makoto away and giving permission as her guardian and sister. Sailor Pluto, of course, performed the ceremony...
Nephrite captured by queen Beryl, tortured for days alongside his three brothers until he died from the extent of his injuries…
Queen Serenity putting his soul next to his two younger brothers…
Beryl's new generals that were ready to destroy anything in their way… the moon falling after Queen Serenity sent everyone to the future and Sailor Saturn bringing her glaive down...
Queen Serenity using the last of her strength to send the youngest senshi with the others...
"I still don't understand."
"Our deaths set us free."
"Well," she said, trying to sit up, "thank you for saving me from a horsey-end."
He readjusted the pillow behind her, eager to be close to her. "I was just returning the favour."
She noticed he hadn't escaped the incident unscathed, either. Before he could pull away, she gripped his arm, keeping him in place, nearly pressed against her. "You're wearing bandages under your shirt."
"Hey, it could have been worse I could have ended up dead… again."
He laughed as Makoto punched him in the arm and then grimaced, clutching at her head. "Ow."
"Why don't you lie down?" he suggested, guiding her back down onto the pillow. "And leave the punishing me for my bad jokes until later."
"You're lucky I have this concussion," she warned. "Don't ever scare me like that again."
"I will try not to" he murmured and leaned down to kiss her.