Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Lead me not into Temptation ❯ Chapter 6
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By: Serenitas 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 578 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 578 | Status: Completed
Hello all! And here is the next chapter that people have been waiting for, which I would have put up earlier today but I was updating my webpages. Check them out eh? So, with the death threats of my best friend Necton_Minako lingering in my head, as I quiver in fear at her baleful stare, I write another chapter. Enjoy! Standard disclaimers…blah blah blah. Read and Review but be kind!
Minako and Motoki were having a hushed argument in the corner of her living room. "I say we lock them in a closet." Minako insisted.
Motoki shook his head. "That's just stupid Minako. There's no point. If they are going to fight anyway we might as well give them room so she can strangle the breath out of him. Give him a fighting chance."
Minako sighed as Mamoru's and Usagi's voices drowned out the music. "That's it! We have to take drastic measures."
"And forcing them in a house together when they clearly hate each other isn't?" Motoki arched an eyebrow.
"They don't hate each other and you know it well." Minako snapped, her cheerfulness fading for a moment. "Perhaps a game of truth or dare would get them talking."
"They'd choose dare and end up killing each other." Motoki pointed out. "They're never going to admit anything in front of us Minako and you know it."
"I am the incarnation of the Goddess of Love and I have decreed that they will get together one way or another!" Minako puffed her chest up. "You are my second part of this plan."
"You mean your other half?" Motoki winced. "You need to work on your metaphors Minako. I can't take any more of you mangling them."
"How could you insult me like that?" Minako screeched drawing attention away from Mamoru and Usagi. While her voice raised, she nodded at Makoto who pulled herself away from Asai who was supposed to be Minako's date and herded Usagi and Mamoru to the door that led to the basement. She chuckled at her ingenuity.
"Ok Minako, we have them sequestered in your basement." Makoto sighed. "Turn down the decibels would you?"
"OH HOW COULD YOU?" Minako shrieked. "All people do is tell me to shut up! I'm insulted!"
"And we're going deaf." Rei muttered to Haruka.
Haruka arched an eyebrow at her. "What, sorry I didn't hear you." She smirked. "Minako is making too much noise."
"For god sakes don't let her hear you say that." Michiru said passing by. "Or it'll set her off again."
Haruka laughed and shut up while Minako finally ran out of steam and was silent as Rei walked up to her and shoved a cookie in her mouth. Setsuna began the applause. As people laughed and things went fairly back to normal, Setsuna walked into the kitchen, feeling horrible pangs of guilt over her current predicament. She knew everything about everyone, and yet somehow she had missed or ignored Usagi. She felt wretched about all that Usagi had gone through and she knew that it all could have been avoided if she had been paying attention and doing her job instead of taking some time off. She was the Guardian of the Gates of Time and she was supposed to be ever vigilant, but she had slipped in her duties. She closed her eyes and prayed that Usagi and Mamoru could now work things out.
"I'm gonna kill her." Usagi seethed. "I'm going to rip out her hair, I'm going to eat her eyeballs…" she ranted.
"Would you shut up and give me a hand here?" Mamoru snapped. "I think I might be able to get the window pried open."
"And how do you plan on getting out Mamoru? You're too big." Usagi retorted. "I figured they'd stuff us in a closet not put us in an airless basement where if the house catches fire I have to spend the last moments of my life with you because we can't get out! The window's won't open and they're too small!" she stamped her foot. "Damn it! Why did they bring me here?"
"Obviously they thought we should reach a reckoning." Mamoru said acidly.
"Bugger off." She turned her back on him. She didn't want to be surrounded by her friends and having fun. She wanted to be alone in a dark room thinking on her failures. She had to try harder to understand why she was such a horrid screw up, why everything she did ended in death and failure. She had to think of some way to die, to send herself into peaceful oblivion. Most of all she had to get away from him. He didn't see how her breathing had sped up, how erratic her heartbeat was due to being so close to him. She hadn't been this close to him in years and it was intoxicating. Instead of brooding on her dark thoughts, her only desire was to grab his head and kiss the daylights out of him. He tempted the boundaries of her control. She loved him but could never forgive him, not for believing in a dream but for another reason altogether.
"Such language from such an innocent." He taunted. Then he snapped his fingers. "But wait! Hitodri made certain that you were no innocent, didn't he?"
Usagi closed her eyes, ashamed at what she had done. How could she confess that every time Hitodri had taken her in his arms she had seen his face, pretended that Hitodri was Mamoru. She had never gotten any pleasure from the act, it was painful and boring. "Well the man I would have given my innocence to didn't want me."
"No, he prefers a real woman, not a child."
"And I wanted a man, not a boy who thinks he can." Usagi retorted, ignoring the widening of his eyes and the smile that tugged at his face.
"Now that's hitting me where I live." He grinned.
Usagi paused, fully expecting a rejoinder. "Well you deserved it." She said, smiling in return.
"How about we call a truce until we get out of here and systematically commit a multiple homicide?" Mamoru suggested praying she'd agree.
"Fine." Usagi huffed. "But I know you only want a truce because you can't take my comments, since I'm winning and you only want out of here because you can't stand to be around me."
"True enough, about the not wanting to be around you anyway." Mamoru commented, prowling through the basement trying to find another window that would open wider. He'd find some way to fit through!
"Why would you be any different?" Usagi muttered, not noticing how his head snapped around.
"What is that supposed to mean?" he demanded.
"Not a damn thing Mamoru." She sighed. "Don't read too much into idle comments."
"You've changed so much Usagi that I know you don't make idle comments. You meant something behind that, and I want to know what."
"It's none of your business." Usagi said in a pain filled voice.
Mamoru closed his eyes, doing something he hadn't done since Chibi Usa had appeared. He reached inside his soul to the long-broken bond that used to run between them and touched it. He reached out to Usagi, knowing that when her defences were down he would be able to touch her essence and for a moment it would be like when they were in love. Reaching out to the one person he couldn't let himself love, his greatest temptation, for one moment he knew everything about her, he knew her deepest emotions, felt her darkest thoughts. In shock he drew back and stared at her, realizing she had willingly let him in. In a wave of understanding he was unable to speak. In silence they stared at each other through the fading yellow light in the basement.
"I think they're dead." Rei commented. "I haven't heard them yelling in a few minutes."
"One of them is dead to be certain." Makoto agreed. "Though I loved that comment Usagi gave about a man not a boy."
Minako smiled enigmatically. "They are both very much alive." Love's guardian said. "And they have just made contact."
Setsuna walked over to her. "You are certain?"
"You can go to your gates and check if you want to," Minako sighed. "But I know the feeling of a bond being re-established. For just a moment he reached out to her, and in a moment of weakness she let him in. He knows the pain she's been hiding from us. I am a genius."
Motoki smiled at her. "I never should have doubted you. It appears however, love's guardian that your date has left you for Makoto."
Minako grinned. "That's ok. I knew they'd hit if off."
"But what about you?"
Minako winked at Motoki. "Well you're still here aren't you?"
Motoki backed away from her, his eyes widened in fear. "Oh no."
"You could be…"
Motoki ran for the door as Minako let out a high pitched laugh. "The hunt is on. Motoooooookkkkkkiiiiiiiii!" she called out. "Here I come ready or not!"
"You want to die?" Mamoru roared incredulously.
"Say it a little louder, I don't think they heard you in Australia yet." Usagi snarled.
"Why?" was the only work he could manage to get out.
Usagi shook her head. "You just invaded my innermost thoughts and my soul. You tell me."
Mamoru paused to process all the information that had rammed into him with all the force of a freight train. "Those people you couldn't save, the man you had to kill." He said slowly. "The death of your family because of you."
"Not quite." Usagi said, pain and anger in her eyes. "Yes I feel immense guilt and hatred at myself over being such a fat and lazy Odango Atama that I failed the people I'm meant to protect, but that's not why I want to die."
"Self loathing." Mamoru murmured, closing his eyes and sifting through the emotions. "The man who beat you, the one who hurt you. The one…" he trailed off, his eyes widening with realization. "The one I refused to rescue you from."
Usagi nodded wrapping her arms around herself. "And what else?"
Mamoru's mind was reeling from the shock he had just gotten. Delving once more into the sensory overload she had shot at him, he came paused once more. "Letting Hitodri touch you. The guilt over letting yourself be used."
"One more point." Usagi chuckled painfully. "You're so close Mamoru. You want it all out in the open, well here it is. If you don't like what you're realizing about me then maybe you shouldn't have forced yourself in where you're not wanted."
Mamoru couldn't move. "You want to die because you still love me." He breathed. "You want death because of me."
"Give the man a prize!" Usagi said, making eye contact. "Now you know it all."
Mamoru stepped towards her, his desire, his temptation, his angel. "Usako…"
"Don't say that name to me!" she snapped. "Don't you DARE say that name to me. You lost all right to call me that when you left me. So know you know the truth. I got on with my life but I never, NEVER stopped loving you for a moment. Every time Hitodri took me in his arms I saw your face, every date I went on I heard your voice. When I slept at night I could almost smell you. And yet I hate you more than anyone on this world."
"Because I wouldn't help you."
"Because you abandoned me to my fate." Usagi nodded. "I have never depended on you to help out in a fight, never counted on you to rescue me, never compelled you with the bond, until that night. I was attacked by a simple man, a man who beat me almost to death, and all I did was call for you, I reached out through our bond convinced that though we were broken up you would come and help me. You never came Mamoru!" she screamed. "I lay in an ally bleeding for hours until a jogger paused for a drink of water and saw me half dead!"
"I thought you needed to learn how to fight on your own. I was distancing myself from you, but I never thought…"
"Evidently you didn't!" she yelled. "And even at the brink of death all I could do was say your name! I was in the hospital for three weeks having suffered massive internal injuries. My second day home, I had to get out of my sickbed to fight a youma and when you decided to appear you yelled at me and called me lazy saying I had to shape up!"
"I'm sorry." Mamoru dropped his eyes. "I didn't know."
"I never wanted you to find out." Usagi said bitterly. "I try so hard not to blame how I feel now on you, it all started with you, originated with you when you left me over a stupid dream. You didn't want me to be hurt or killed not realizing that without you I was already dead. Since you walked out all I've done is live a half life of nothingness. I would have given a few years with you risking my own death rather than having to live an eternity without you."
"Usagi…"
"You wanted to know Mamoru, if you don't like then feel free to leave. In fact you are encouraged." Her eyes flashed at him. "You always talked about your pain, your aloneness, not having any family or memories of your early childhood, always being left out when you were in the orphanage. You never thought I carried pain inside, never bothered to ask. I gave you my heart and you threw it away. I've suffered more than you ever will and yet I never lost that ray of light inside me that lights up the galaxy, until now. The darkness is overcoming me and I am finally yielding to it. I want the oblivion that comes with death. After all I've been through I deserve death. So now you know everything."
Mamoru could not speak, Usagi's words burning through his mind. "It's not too late to open your heart and try again."
"Isn't it?" she looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I swore I'd never let you see me cry again Mamoru. I used to think tomorrow was just another day and night was just another lonely night. I never thought you'd find me here."
Frozen to the spot, emotion trembling between them, silence fell in the basement as Usagi drew away from him and curled herself into a small ball in a corner as far from him as she could get. It didn't matter, Mamoru thought. She was already farther away from him than the distance of a room. Her pain was tangible and he didn't know how he would ever make amends for what he had done.
Minako and Motoki were huddled around a half open basement window, tears falling from Minako's eyes as she buried her face in Motoki's shirt, having caught him at last. One minute they had been mischievously kissing, planning their next fix up, convinced that Usagi and Mamoru had made up, only to hear the shouts begin again. Listening closely they heard everything and knew that Usagi and Mamoru were no closer to reconciliation and Usagi's pain was more than she could bear. Love's Guardian swore that she would fix this mess, promising it to her Goddess. "Tomorrow is another chance to try again." She whispered, trying to bring happiness into her voice.
Setsuna shook her head sadly, upset at this turn of events. "How will we ever repair this?" she asked the Queen.
Queen Serenity sighed. "We have done all we can. He knows of her hurt and now everything is up to him. He's the only one who can help her now."
"Then she's as good as gone." Setsuna said angrily.
"Have faith." Queen Serenity urged her.
Mamoru walked over to Usagi, reaching for her. She whimpered and drew herself tighter into a ball, cringing from him. "Go away." Usagi said in a sad voice. "You've done enough."
"I want…" Mamoru began.
"What you want doesn't really matter anymore, and even if it did, I don't care. I wanted you to help me all those years ago, I wanted you to love me. You couldn't even give me five minutes of your time Mamoru, so why should I give you time now? You reap what you sow."
"I was wrong." He said softly. "Horribly and terribly wrong."
"It's in the past," Usagi said, her face still turned from his. "I am no longer the girl you knew, no longer the person you loved."
"I've always loved you." Mamoru breathed.
"And those words come too late." Usagi drew in a shuddery breath.
"Running again?" he asked softly, seeing her stiffen.
"You ran from me, remember?"
Mamoru sighed and gave her some space, wanting to think. How could he ever fix this?
And that is the end of this chapter! Please let me know what you think! Remember I write based on reviews which keep the therapist away! No Flames please! In the next chapter, if anyone is interested more Minako madness and this time she's going at it with a vengeance. Will the city ever be the same again?
Catch you on the flip side!
Minako and Motoki were having a hushed argument in the corner of her living room. "I say we lock them in a closet." Minako insisted.
Motoki shook his head. "That's just stupid Minako. There's no point. If they are going to fight anyway we might as well give them room so she can strangle the breath out of him. Give him a fighting chance."
Minako sighed as Mamoru's and Usagi's voices drowned out the music. "That's it! We have to take drastic measures."
"And forcing them in a house together when they clearly hate each other isn't?" Motoki arched an eyebrow.
"They don't hate each other and you know it well." Minako snapped, her cheerfulness fading for a moment. "Perhaps a game of truth or dare would get them talking."
"They'd choose dare and end up killing each other." Motoki pointed out. "They're never going to admit anything in front of us Minako and you know it."
"I am the incarnation of the Goddess of Love and I have decreed that they will get together one way or another!" Minako puffed her chest up. "You are my second part of this plan."
"You mean your other half?" Motoki winced. "You need to work on your metaphors Minako. I can't take any more of you mangling them."
"How could you insult me like that?" Minako screeched drawing attention away from Mamoru and Usagi. While her voice raised, she nodded at Makoto who pulled herself away from Asai who was supposed to be Minako's date and herded Usagi and Mamoru to the door that led to the basement. She chuckled at her ingenuity.
"Ok Minako, we have them sequestered in your basement." Makoto sighed. "Turn down the decibels would you?"
"OH HOW COULD YOU?" Minako shrieked. "All people do is tell me to shut up! I'm insulted!"
"And we're going deaf." Rei muttered to Haruka.
Haruka arched an eyebrow at her. "What, sorry I didn't hear you." She smirked. "Minako is making too much noise."
"For god sakes don't let her hear you say that." Michiru said passing by. "Or it'll set her off again."
Haruka laughed and shut up while Minako finally ran out of steam and was silent as Rei walked up to her and shoved a cookie in her mouth. Setsuna began the applause. As people laughed and things went fairly back to normal, Setsuna walked into the kitchen, feeling horrible pangs of guilt over her current predicament. She knew everything about everyone, and yet somehow she had missed or ignored Usagi. She felt wretched about all that Usagi had gone through and she knew that it all could have been avoided if she had been paying attention and doing her job instead of taking some time off. She was the Guardian of the Gates of Time and she was supposed to be ever vigilant, but she had slipped in her duties. She closed her eyes and prayed that Usagi and Mamoru could now work things out.
"I'm gonna kill her." Usagi seethed. "I'm going to rip out her hair, I'm going to eat her eyeballs…" she ranted.
"Would you shut up and give me a hand here?" Mamoru snapped. "I think I might be able to get the window pried open."
"And how do you plan on getting out Mamoru? You're too big." Usagi retorted. "I figured they'd stuff us in a closet not put us in an airless basement where if the house catches fire I have to spend the last moments of my life with you because we can't get out! The window's won't open and they're too small!" she stamped her foot. "Damn it! Why did they bring me here?"
"Obviously they thought we should reach a reckoning." Mamoru said acidly.
"Bugger off." She turned her back on him. She didn't want to be surrounded by her friends and having fun. She wanted to be alone in a dark room thinking on her failures. She had to try harder to understand why she was such a horrid screw up, why everything she did ended in death and failure. She had to think of some way to die, to send herself into peaceful oblivion. Most of all she had to get away from him. He didn't see how her breathing had sped up, how erratic her heartbeat was due to being so close to him. She hadn't been this close to him in years and it was intoxicating. Instead of brooding on her dark thoughts, her only desire was to grab his head and kiss the daylights out of him. He tempted the boundaries of her control. She loved him but could never forgive him, not for believing in a dream but for another reason altogether.
"Such language from such an innocent." He taunted. Then he snapped his fingers. "But wait! Hitodri made certain that you were no innocent, didn't he?"
Usagi closed her eyes, ashamed at what she had done. How could she confess that every time Hitodri had taken her in his arms she had seen his face, pretended that Hitodri was Mamoru. She had never gotten any pleasure from the act, it was painful and boring. "Well the man I would have given my innocence to didn't want me."
"No, he prefers a real woman, not a child."
"And I wanted a man, not a boy who thinks he can." Usagi retorted, ignoring the widening of his eyes and the smile that tugged at his face.
"Now that's hitting me where I live." He grinned.
Usagi paused, fully expecting a rejoinder. "Well you deserved it." She said, smiling in return.
"How about we call a truce until we get out of here and systematically commit a multiple homicide?" Mamoru suggested praying she'd agree.
"Fine." Usagi huffed. "But I know you only want a truce because you can't take my comments, since I'm winning and you only want out of here because you can't stand to be around me."
"True enough, about the not wanting to be around you anyway." Mamoru commented, prowling through the basement trying to find another window that would open wider. He'd find some way to fit through!
"Why would you be any different?" Usagi muttered, not noticing how his head snapped around.
"What is that supposed to mean?" he demanded.
"Not a damn thing Mamoru." She sighed. "Don't read too much into idle comments."
"You've changed so much Usagi that I know you don't make idle comments. You meant something behind that, and I want to know what."
"It's none of your business." Usagi said in a pain filled voice.
Mamoru closed his eyes, doing something he hadn't done since Chibi Usa had appeared. He reached inside his soul to the long-broken bond that used to run between them and touched it. He reached out to Usagi, knowing that when her defences were down he would be able to touch her essence and for a moment it would be like when they were in love. Reaching out to the one person he couldn't let himself love, his greatest temptation, for one moment he knew everything about her, he knew her deepest emotions, felt her darkest thoughts. In shock he drew back and stared at her, realizing she had willingly let him in. In a wave of understanding he was unable to speak. In silence they stared at each other through the fading yellow light in the basement.
"I think they're dead." Rei commented. "I haven't heard them yelling in a few minutes."
"One of them is dead to be certain." Makoto agreed. "Though I loved that comment Usagi gave about a man not a boy."
Minako smiled enigmatically. "They are both very much alive." Love's guardian said. "And they have just made contact."
Setsuna walked over to her. "You are certain?"
"You can go to your gates and check if you want to," Minako sighed. "But I know the feeling of a bond being re-established. For just a moment he reached out to her, and in a moment of weakness she let him in. He knows the pain she's been hiding from us. I am a genius."
Motoki smiled at her. "I never should have doubted you. It appears however, love's guardian that your date has left you for Makoto."
Minako grinned. "That's ok. I knew they'd hit if off."
"But what about you?"
Minako winked at Motoki. "Well you're still here aren't you?"
Motoki backed away from her, his eyes widened in fear. "Oh no."
"You could be…"
Motoki ran for the door as Minako let out a high pitched laugh. "The hunt is on. Motoooooookkkkkkiiiiiiiii!" she called out. "Here I come ready or not!"
"You want to die?" Mamoru roared incredulously.
"Say it a little louder, I don't think they heard you in Australia yet." Usagi snarled.
"Why?" was the only work he could manage to get out.
Usagi shook her head. "You just invaded my innermost thoughts and my soul. You tell me."
Mamoru paused to process all the information that had rammed into him with all the force of a freight train. "Those people you couldn't save, the man you had to kill." He said slowly. "The death of your family because of you."
"Not quite." Usagi said, pain and anger in her eyes. "Yes I feel immense guilt and hatred at myself over being such a fat and lazy Odango Atama that I failed the people I'm meant to protect, but that's not why I want to die."
"Self loathing." Mamoru murmured, closing his eyes and sifting through the emotions. "The man who beat you, the one who hurt you. The one…" he trailed off, his eyes widening with realization. "The one I refused to rescue you from."
Usagi nodded wrapping her arms around herself. "And what else?"
Mamoru's mind was reeling from the shock he had just gotten. Delving once more into the sensory overload she had shot at him, he came paused once more. "Letting Hitodri touch you. The guilt over letting yourself be used."
"One more point." Usagi chuckled painfully. "You're so close Mamoru. You want it all out in the open, well here it is. If you don't like what you're realizing about me then maybe you shouldn't have forced yourself in where you're not wanted."
Mamoru couldn't move. "You want to die because you still love me." He breathed. "You want death because of me."
"Give the man a prize!" Usagi said, making eye contact. "Now you know it all."
Mamoru stepped towards her, his desire, his temptation, his angel. "Usako…"
"Don't say that name to me!" she snapped. "Don't you DARE say that name to me. You lost all right to call me that when you left me. So know you know the truth. I got on with my life but I never, NEVER stopped loving you for a moment. Every time Hitodri took me in his arms I saw your face, every date I went on I heard your voice. When I slept at night I could almost smell you. And yet I hate you more than anyone on this world."
"Because I wouldn't help you."
"Because you abandoned me to my fate." Usagi nodded. "I have never depended on you to help out in a fight, never counted on you to rescue me, never compelled you with the bond, until that night. I was attacked by a simple man, a man who beat me almost to death, and all I did was call for you, I reached out through our bond convinced that though we were broken up you would come and help me. You never came Mamoru!" she screamed. "I lay in an ally bleeding for hours until a jogger paused for a drink of water and saw me half dead!"
"I thought you needed to learn how to fight on your own. I was distancing myself from you, but I never thought…"
"Evidently you didn't!" she yelled. "And even at the brink of death all I could do was say your name! I was in the hospital for three weeks having suffered massive internal injuries. My second day home, I had to get out of my sickbed to fight a youma and when you decided to appear you yelled at me and called me lazy saying I had to shape up!"
"I'm sorry." Mamoru dropped his eyes. "I didn't know."
"I never wanted you to find out." Usagi said bitterly. "I try so hard not to blame how I feel now on you, it all started with you, originated with you when you left me over a stupid dream. You didn't want me to be hurt or killed not realizing that without you I was already dead. Since you walked out all I've done is live a half life of nothingness. I would have given a few years with you risking my own death rather than having to live an eternity without you."
"Usagi…"
"You wanted to know Mamoru, if you don't like then feel free to leave. In fact you are encouraged." Her eyes flashed at him. "You always talked about your pain, your aloneness, not having any family or memories of your early childhood, always being left out when you were in the orphanage. You never thought I carried pain inside, never bothered to ask. I gave you my heart and you threw it away. I've suffered more than you ever will and yet I never lost that ray of light inside me that lights up the galaxy, until now. The darkness is overcoming me and I am finally yielding to it. I want the oblivion that comes with death. After all I've been through I deserve death. So now you know everything."
Mamoru could not speak, Usagi's words burning through his mind. "It's not too late to open your heart and try again."
"Isn't it?" she looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I swore I'd never let you see me cry again Mamoru. I used to think tomorrow was just another day and night was just another lonely night. I never thought you'd find me here."
Frozen to the spot, emotion trembling between them, silence fell in the basement as Usagi drew away from him and curled herself into a small ball in a corner as far from him as she could get. It didn't matter, Mamoru thought. She was already farther away from him than the distance of a room. Her pain was tangible and he didn't know how he would ever make amends for what he had done.
Minako and Motoki were huddled around a half open basement window, tears falling from Minako's eyes as she buried her face in Motoki's shirt, having caught him at last. One minute they had been mischievously kissing, planning their next fix up, convinced that Usagi and Mamoru had made up, only to hear the shouts begin again. Listening closely they heard everything and knew that Usagi and Mamoru were no closer to reconciliation and Usagi's pain was more than she could bear. Love's Guardian swore that she would fix this mess, promising it to her Goddess. "Tomorrow is another chance to try again." She whispered, trying to bring happiness into her voice.
Setsuna shook her head sadly, upset at this turn of events. "How will we ever repair this?" she asked the Queen.
Queen Serenity sighed. "We have done all we can. He knows of her hurt and now everything is up to him. He's the only one who can help her now."
"Then she's as good as gone." Setsuna said angrily.
"Have faith." Queen Serenity urged her.
Mamoru walked over to Usagi, reaching for her. She whimpered and drew herself tighter into a ball, cringing from him. "Go away." Usagi said in a sad voice. "You've done enough."
"I want…" Mamoru began.
"What you want doesn't really matter anymore, and even if it did, I don't care. I wanted you to help me all those years ago, I wanted you to love me. You couldn't even give me five minutes of your time Mamoru, so why should I give you time now? You reap what you sow."
"I was wrong." He said softly. "Horribly and terribly wrong."
"It's in the past," Usagi said, her face still turned from his. "I am no longer the girl you knew, no longer the person you loved."
"I've always loved you." Mamoru breathed.
"And those words come too late." Usagi drew in a shuddery breath.
"Running again?" he asked softly, seeing her stiffen.
"You ran from me, remember?"
Mamoru sighed and gave her some space, wanting to think. How could he ever fix this?
And that is the end of this chapter! Please let me know what you think! Remember I write based on reviews which keep the therapist away! No Flames please! In the next chapter, if anyone is interested more Minako madness and this time she's going at it with a vengeance. Will the city ever be the same again?
Catch you on the flip side!