# 54: Nightmare
The bedroom was awash in the moon's rays and all had settled into a comforting silence when Usagi awoke. Her head seemed to have sprung from the pillow and her breaths came out in short, gasping ones, breaking into the stillness of the night.
"Usagi?" came Luna's muffled voice from beneath the sugar pink comforter that had been flung onto her. "What is it?" The cat poked her head out to look at Usagi with curious concern.
The blonde girl passed a small hand shakily through her golden tresses. "It was..."
"What?" asked Luna.
"A nightmare," breathed Usagi.
"Are you all right?" asked the cat, placing a comforting paw on Usagi's knee.
She nodded. "Just...shaken."
Luna stared out of luminous eyes, urging Usagi to describe it.
She needed no second bidding. "In it, I was fighting a youma. And it was really gross, with all this oozy stuff dripping off it and it had green fangs and of course, I was fighting like a champ, making that youma wish it had never been born."
"Of course," said Luna dryly.
"Well anyway, the youma pulled its dripping tongue out and was getting ready to throw it at me—"
"Its tongue?" Now Luna was beginning to understand why Usagi had been so disturbed by her dream.
"Yeah, weird right? Well I was about to get hit by this flying tongue of doom when Tuxedo Kamen comes and literally sweeps me off my feet and out of the tongue's way."
"And this is a nightmare, how?"
"I'm getting there," Usagi said, giving Luna that same remonstrative look that she was usually on the receiving end of. "So, Tuxedo Kamen has me in his warm, strong arms and he smells great and I'm staring into his gorgeous blue eyes that really, you could lose yourself in—"
Luna cleared her throat.
"Erm, then I thank him as usual and he smiles this gleaming smile at me. Then suddenly his mask vanishes and it's...it's...Mamoru!"
"Mamoru," repeated Luna.
"Yeah! It was awful!" exclaimed Usagi.
"And then?"
"And then...and then I woke...up?" she said uncertainly. "It was a nightmare!" she reiterated fervently.
The black cat stretched luxuriously, yawning as she settled back into a resting position. "That, Usagi, was not a nightmare, but what we normal people...cats...what have you, like to call a fantasy."
"But—"
"Usagi, please go to sleep and have yourself another nightmare, will you?"
The only response she received was an indignant humph.
If you were expecting something with angst or drama...well this wasn't the right drabble. I considered something of that sort maybe with Usagi dying or Mamoru dying but then I was like "Nah," because we're not in the mood for that are we? I'm not anyway Hope you liked it!