Chapter 6: Who Are You

Author's Note: Sorry for the delay everyone! The holidays got really busy and so did work. Sorry this isn't much, but I'll try to update this as much as I can.

It was a sunny and bright day the next morning, but the heat of the summer was bearing down upon the city. It was humid with a slight breeze, but the temperatures were up to 30 degrees Celsius making it a perfect day to be outside. There was a water fountain nearby where children were chasing each other around and splashing one another at the entrance of the amusement park. A child who was running around almost ran into the concrete fountain, but he was grabbed and pulled back before his head had the chance to run into it.

The boy looked back and shut his eyes in fear of getting yelled at, but he was calmly told, "Just be careful, okay? We don't need you to get hurt and have your day ruined at the amusement park, right?"

He shyly looked up and fiddled with his fingers, nodding his head up and down acknowledging what she said. He gawked at her and then said, "Your hair looks funny…."

The colour drained from her face as she looked back at the boy incredulously. Here she was, trying to be a kind hearted citizen and looking out for another of her kind, but he had nothing nice to say! "Listen here…" she started.

"Oiiii! Odango!"

She turned her head to face the direction in which the voice yelled out her hated nick name. Her eyes bore into long, black haired man's as the utter expression of seeming unimpressed covered her face. Placing her hands on her hips, she scornfully looked at the man approaching her and whined, "Don't call me that in front of this kid!" she pointed down next to her.

Seiya looked confused and raised an eyebrow in question. He had no clue what she was talking about. His eyes travelled down to where her finger pointed and when he didn't see anything, he scratched the back of his head. "Am I missing something here? There is no kid next to you."

"AH WHAT?! That kid is going to get it when I find him!" she fumed as she scanned around her surroundings in hopes of finding him to make sure he never made fun of her hair again. At least he didn't repeat the nickname Seiya had become oh so fond of and persistent in using. She glowered at him a bit longer and sighed out in annoyance.

Shrugging his shoulders, Seiya ignored her looks of frustration and merely linked his fingers with hers. He wanted her to know that this time he was being serious. He inwardly smiled when he saw her become rigid and stiff unsure of what she should do. A more genuine smile plastered his face when he saw the blush on her cheeks which you couldn't miss from a mile away. His chest swelled and puffed out with pride while he dragged her along the park. It was just like five years ago when they went to the park and the same thought process played through his head, 'Will she ever like me? That bastard Mamoru doesn't deserve her.'

Usagi looked down on the concrete ground and bit down on her lower lip nervously. She could feel butterflies in her stomach and a very heavy feeling of guilt pulling down at her stomach. Attempting to shake the feeling, she tried to think of other things and how it hadn't been fair to her that he didn't remember her and didn't find any interest in her even after meeting each other again. That nagging feeling of wanting to cry wouldn't leave her alone, causing the guilt to worsen.

Seiya was oblivious to her internal conflict and dragged her around to the roller coasters, in which they both screamed for their lives. After that, he bought Usagi three boxes of takoyaki and watched her devour box within the span of 10 minutes or less. Chuckling, Seiya eyed the sauce which lingered at the corner of her mouth and leaned in, creating an intimate moment for the both of them. The blonde haired girl went rigid and stiff with anxiousness and then inwardly sighed when he wiped away the food with the pad of his thumb.

They went to the merry-go-round, the sky drop and the swings to calmly finish their date. By the end, the two were so tired that they decided to call it quits and head on home. The car ride was quiet for the most part due to exhaustion, but Seiya was sure to put on some of Three Lights' old songs to fill in the void of quietness.

"Overall experience?" his smooth voice cut into her thoughts.

"Out of ten?" she responded, looking at him from the corner of her eyes, "I would say that…it was an eight."

"What?! Come on…why not ten out of ten? I thought I did everything perfectly!" he groaned while he pushed back some of the hair from his face.

"We didn't go to the waterpark."

"It was closed!"

"That's why," Usagi stuck out her tongue childishly at the former pop star. She lightly giggled when he sighed in defeat and poked one of her odangos.

"You're just impossible to please," he muttered unhappily and jokingly sulked like a child who lost their toy.

He parked the car outside of her apartment and got out, only to open her door and help her out. She struggled getting out and tripped over her own foot, ready to collide against his chest, but he caught her gently and heaved her up. The two stared at each other for a moment, before Seiya leaned down and captured her lips in his. He couldn't wait anymore; no, he wouldn't wait anymore for her.

The senshi of the Moon stood there, frozen, from head to toe. She was unsure of what she should do. He just kissed her and clearly he was waiting for her to return it, but there was uncertainty. Usagi knew she couldn't do it. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes because she knew she couldn't. Seiya wasn't Mamoru. He was a distraction; someone who she thought could help her forget about her pain. This was all her selfishness and she hated it. She stepped back from him, providing her answer to the situation.

"I'm so sorry…" she whispered with a shaky breath.

Seiya shook his head back and forth in defeat. He knew internally that this was going to happen, but he gave himself false hope. Whether she was broken up with Mamoru, apart from Mamoru or with Mamoru, he just couldn't beat him. Her love for her Prince was stronger than he had imagined and it even transcended through time. "Don't worry about it, Odango. I should've known better…" he replied, trying to show that it wasn't a big deal. Little did he know that his words cut like a knife. "Have a goodnight."

Sleeping was terrible that night. She couldn't sleep at all from all the guilt. Seiya kissed her…he actually made a move on her and somehow she had ended up hurting him. She felt bad about going on the date in the first place as she knew deep down inside, her heart felt like it was betraying the love of her life.

Why was everything so complicated?

Crawling out of bed, Usagi put on her nightgown and sighed. She needed to clear her head and go for a walk. She grabbed her light pink jacket and wore it over her nightgown. She put on her boots and grabbed her umbrella in case the weather forecast was right. Her footsteps made a 'crunching' noise on the dry grass while she walked towards the swing set. The park was where she could focus and be left alone to her thoughts. She also gravitated towards the park since that was where she first met Chibi-Usa.

"I won't let you down, Chibi-Usa. I will find a way to save all of us…" she mumbled to herself. She needed to believe in herself again and have more confidence in herself.

The swing creaked as her weight was put on it. Her feet grounded themselves into the sand and then she began swaying. Placing her hands in her pockets and felt something cold and metal. She enclosed her fingers around the object and pulled it out, only to have her heart throb against her chest. It was the star locket and inside was a picture of her and Mamoru. "Mamo-chan…" she breathed out slowly. She wound up the locket and intently listened to the slow rhythm of the melodic sound. Memories rushed back to her in an instant and hit her like a brick wall. That was the moment when Usagi broke down and cried, clutching the locket against her chest. Her shoulders shook as she gasped for air, but she kept crumbling down.

"Usagi?"

A smooth male voice caught her attention from behind. Gasping in surprise, she turned around and came face to face with none other than Mamoru Chiba. Her tear stained face looked up at him, bewildered and scared. He must have been on his way home from his night shift at the hospital.

She didn't realize that the locket was still open in the palm of her hands and playing music in the background until he took the locket from her and stared at the photo. His expression was hard to read and he didn't know what to make of the situation. It had been a long night and he wasn't sure if what he was looking at was real or not. She possibly couldn't have another photoshopped image of them.

Mamoru cleared his throat as his dark blue eyes caught her cerulean ones. There was something familiar about her and he knew it from the first day he saw her at the arcade. Was it all just a coincidence that they were neighbors? That she knew so much about him? The photos? Or the fact that her boyfriend forgot about her and that he too, had lost his memories. Was she indirectly hinting at him this entire time? Whenever she was around him, she always seemed to be alert, like she couldn't let herself relax around him.

He gripped the locket tightly in his hand. The melody was so familiar; he had a flash in his memories of giving it to her, but there it was broken when he did. Now the locket was completely repaired and playing the music properly. Frustrated, he shoved the object back into her hands roughly, but he wasn't done. Mamoru grabbed her wrist and looked into her eyes intently. He wasn't going to let her go this time.

What was going on? His eyes darkened with anger. He wanted to know everything. He was tired of feeling lost and he was tired of playing her games.

"Who are you, Usagi? This time, I want the truth..."