6. Mirage
Normally, by this time of the day, she would have crashed into him at least twice already. He would have called her a klutz and a few other choice names, as she launched equally strong comebacks like missiles in return.
But today, the happy bubbly blonde was nowhere to be seen. He hadn't had the pleasure of colliding into her on his way to class; hadn't caught sight of her long golden pigtails as he walked past her middle school. And most of all, he hadn't had his daily sparring match with her at the arcade where he was certain she would be the moment school was over - provided that you add an extra hour for detention days.
Sighing, he made his way to the park in Juuban District that had become his favourite place to ponder all his problems.
He could not understand why it bothered him so much to miss seeing her for a single day. Shouldn't he be happy to spare his ears from her annoying wails, and for once, avoid being the recipient of her infamous jerk insults?
Clearly not, his mind told him. The fact that he was sulking on a park bench with his head in his hands answered that.
His train of thought was interrupted briskly by the sound of tinkling laughter in his ears - Usagi's laughter. His head shot up and darted side to side, eagerly searching for the source of the wondrous sound.
As if answering his confusion, emerging from behind the glistening park fountain was the girl from his thoughts. Her school uniform flowed around her, caught in the gentle summer breeze. Her eyelashes fluttered, revealing eyes of the clearest blue he had ever seen. Unable to look away, he continued to stare, taking in the way her skin emitted a glow, as if a team of angels from above had blessed her with their own divine beauty. Her lips were pink and full, almost beckoning to him. He clenched his fists and swallowed hard, his mind frantic with anticipation of what was to come. She was making her way towards him and he could do nothing but sit tight and wait.
When she was only a few feet away, the sound of a blaring horn startled him away from his thoughts. His eyes darted over to his right to see a man on a bicycle scolding a little boy that had apparently ran out into the middle of his path to chase a stowaway ball. The toddler profusely apologized, bowing his head sincerely.
Anxious to turn his attention back to the blonde goddess proceeding him, Mamoru was baffled to find that she was nowhere in sight. Leaping up from the bench, he spun a 360 turn, only to find that there were no signs that the girl had been there at all. He blinked hard, rubbing his eyes, before finally deeming the entire a scene a mirage, projected by his mind during his dream-like state.
Returning to his spot on the bench, he reflected on the way a mirage took on the form of an oasis in a barren desert, taunting the traveller with the promise of water. He wondered if the image of Usagi was similar in this way, showing him what he desperately needed and wanted the most at that moment.
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