Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Toki no hana nozo ni anata okizari ni shita ❯ Chapter 2
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By: Serenitas 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 381 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 381 | Status: Completed
Title: Toki no Hana nozo ni anata okizari ni shita (I left you in the garden of time)
Chapter 3
Author: Serenitas
Email: serenitai@sailormoon.com
Rating: R
Well thank you all for waiting and here is another chapter out! It sure is hard to write here, although I have discovered that when it is hotter than the hinges of hell ones internet connection doesn't work. Go Japan! Anyway the rainy season is over and now it is into Sahara like oven heat in which I am fully convinced one can cook in their own juice. I am drinking 7 litres of water a week! Anyway, enough of that. Please read and review but be kind. No flames please. Once again I reiterate that if you like Rei, Luna or Chibi Usa, turn back now. Standard disclaimers.
Mamoru walked the streets of Juuban, hoping he didn't look too obvious in searching for his now ex girlfriend. Chibi Usa reported that Usagi was never home anymore, but she had stopped getting detention some time ago. He was in a quandry and filled with torment. The dreams of Usagi's grisly death had stopped and he thanked whatever unseen fate he had to that he no longer saw it every time he closed his eyes, however they had been replaced with vivid dreams of a future where Usagi had been married off to a brutal tyrant of a man, an abusive man, while Mamoru was married to a beautiful woman with long green hair and magenta eyes. She was beautiful and mysterious and gorgeous but she wasn't his Usagi. Rei had been haunting him for weeks now, trying to get him to say something insulting about Usagi - Rei herself complaining heartily about her and her resentfulness of her growing with every breath she took. Chibi Usa and Rei were on the same wavelength, while Mamoru had begun to tire of the pink haired girl who thought he was her boyfriend and loved him in a rather pervy way.
He couldn't escape Rei, Chibi Usa or Luna who followed him everywhere, congratulating him on his good taste in dumping Usagi flat on her ass as they derided her character even more. His Usako - he felt no remorse in still thinking of her as his, for she had always been his and always would be. Irresponsible and spacey the girl might be, but no one deserved to be raked across the coals the way the trio did behind her back, and he had a strong suspicion that Usagi knew every word that they uttered, he knowing more than others the secrets and the power that she hid. Obviously though Usagi being leader of the senshi and the Moon Princess made no difference to their minds, though he knew if they were back in the Silver Millennium, they would have been executed for speaking against the monarch and her family.
The thing that irked him, that flogged him like a splinter in his mind was that she hadn't cried in front of him or anyone else apparently - she'd gotten mad showing a rare display of temper. Intrigued and titillated by this show of character he hadn't known she'd possessed, he wanted her more. She had yelled at him and insulted him, making him seriously wonder if she'd ever loved him at all. He had to see her, to talk to her. The urge was overwhelming. One morning he had woken up feeling lost and adrift in his own apartment, feeling alone and abandoned. He knew with horrifying certainty that Usagi had severed their link. He no longer knew when she became Sailor Moon, no longer sensed her at all. She could be dead and he would never know. He entered the arcade, noticing how still Minako and Makoto got. "Konnichi wa." He nodded politely.
"Rot in hell." Makoto snarled, half standing, her hands reaching for his throat.
Minako blinked her eyes at him in a too-innocent fashion, instantly putting him on the alert and raising his suspicions before she turned to the enraged Senshi of Jupiter and hauled her back down into her seat. "Discretion is the better part of manslaughter." She reassured Makoto, shocking both of them as she got it right!
"What's eating you?" Mamoru scowled at Makoto, his hopes that the senshi wouldn't bear him a grudge fading slowly. Other than Rei, they were fully loyal to Usagi - of course they'd hate him on sight - just on principle of what he'd done. He'd hurt and devastated Usagi - a killing offence in Makoto's eyes, and Minako's and even the quiet Ami had a vengeful streak when it came to Usagi. Had he hurt and devastated her though? He wasn't certain.
"You…you…she…" Makoto sputtered in rage, her eyes flaring dangerously at him. Only Minako's grip kept her in place as she strained against her.
"Spit it out!" he protested, exasperated.
"She'd rather spit ON you." Minako said helpfully. "Perhaps you could bend over so she could kick your ass too?"
Mamoru glanced at Minako, his eyes narrowing. "Where is Usako?"
"Don't you think you lost the right to call her that when you tore her heart out of her chest?" Minako asked sweetly. "I'd try and get you two back together but Usagi doesn't want anything to do with you - unless it means disembowelling you - and it would be a waste of my talents as the Goddess of Love."
Mamoru saw red as he glared at the smug blonde. "I won't believe that until I hear it from her own lips."
"I'm sure you've thought of better things to do with her lips." Minako said off-handedly.
"Ex-CUSE me?" he asked, incredulous. She didn't mean…
"Excuse you." Minako kept that same infuriating grin on her face. "I am the Goddess of Love you dimwitted, mayonnaise covered baboon…"
"Where the HELL did THAT come from?" Makoto blinked as Minako ignored her and continued.
"…I know exactly what kind of relationship you wanted to have with her. It's better to have loved and lost than never to have seen leaves in the fall."
Makoto groaned as she clamped her eyes shut. Mamoru fought a smile - Minako would never change! "I never had any relationship like that with her." He muttered under his breath.
"Due to your constant denying her - now look where it got you." Minako's smile grew wider. "She is dating many men. You sent her into the arms of every other man around Juuban, and there is not a damn thing you can do about it you inbred duck billed platypus."
"Would you stop with the damn smiling?!" he burst out at her never-fading grin.
Minako blinked at him, her smile turning wry. "Does it bother you?"
"YES!" he roared angrily. "What do you have up your sleeve?"
If it were possible, the smile grew wider yet, joined by one of Makoto's. "Mamoru darling!" Minako began, throwing her arms wide and drawing the attention of everyone in the arcade. "I'm the LEAST of your worries! I'm not the one you have to look out for!"
"What the hell are you saying?" Mamoru snarled.
"Figure it out dumbass." Makoto said through clenched teeth as she shook a fist at him. "You shouldn't have pissed her off!"
"Usagi? Oh please." Mamoru snorted. "What could she POSSIBLY do to me? She can't even defeat a youma without my help."
"If you have to say that Mamoru, you're dumber than you look." Minako sniggered.
"I resent that!" Mamoru protested.
"Like I care."
"Hey!"
"Hay is for horses."
Mamoru had every intention of wrapping his hands around Minako's throat and slowly squeezing the life from her body when a voice cut through his red hazed vision. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Usagi's cool voice cut through the ensuing argument.
Mamoru turned to look at her, her beauty burning itself in his eyes. "Usako." He breathed.
"That Usagi to you asshole." She retorted.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked, almost timid, rather afraid of this person she had become without
him, because of him.
Usagi arched a perfect eyebrow at him, the foreboding feeling of dread in her stomach fading for a moment as she realized that perhaps she should hear him out. "The great Chiba Mamoru wants to talk to me?" she mocked. "Sorry Mamoru but I'd rather rip my throat out with a crowbar than talk to you."
"Yet you're talking to me now." He pointed out.
"Good point." She conceded. "Minako-chan, get me a crowbar ne?"
"You got it." Minako saluted.
"Dammit Usako …!"
"U-S-A-G-I." She corrected. "I don't want to talk to you baka. Last time I tried to talk to you, you didn't want to hear it, so why should I be considerate?"
"Because you are forgiving and kind." Mamoru said simply, causing Usagi to blink in surprise.
"Fine then." She folded her arms and tapped her foot on the floor. "Spit it out."
"Can we talk in private?" he asked in a hushed tone.
Usagi smiled slightly and shook her head. "You can say what needs to be said in front of Minako and Makoto. They'll find out irregardless. So you tell me now or I tell them later makes no difference."
Mamoru sighed in frustration. "If you want it that way."
Usagi said nothing, just lifted her chin and gave him a cool stare. In that moment she looked so much like her princess form that he forgot to speak. Minako giggled in the background as Mamoru cleared his throat, feeling oddly nervous about talking to her at last. "Usagi," he began, unable to believe how hard it was to utter her name. "I made a terrible and tragic mistake. I had a vision of the future where you would die. I had horrible premonitions on things that would happen. To protect you, I pushed you away - but the future I see now is much worse."
Usagi's eyes had widened at the start of his confession and gradually narrowed into angry slits. "A dream?" she hissed. "You put me through all of this hurt and pain for A DREAM?"
Mamoru nodded, shamefaced. "I should've discussed it with you first before I acted so hastily."
"Why break your track record?" Usagi sneered. "You never discussed any aspect of our relationship with me before." The foreboding feeling in her gut was roiling and threatening to double her over. 'This isn't right, this shouldn't be happening…' her head was screaming. 'Forgive him! Don't do this!' but it seemed that a force not her own was guiding her actions and her voice. This was not her!
"I was wrong." Mamoru's voice broke through her inner turmoil.
Usagi's jaw fell as she struggled to speak the words of forgiveness, to let him know she still loved him and always would. "Well there's a phrase I never thought the vaunted Tuxedo Kamen would utter." Makoto snorted.
Mamoru ignored them and focused on Usagi - he could geel her conflict, knew her thoughts and knew he if he could just convince her…. "I'm sorry." He whispered so only she could hear. "I love you."
Usagi's eyes were filled with tears as she blinked them back to keep them from falling. "You wanted to protect me?"
"Yes."
"You DO love me?"
"Yes." Hope filled him…she was letting him back in…
"That's not good enough Mamoru." She finished shaking her head sadly. "I don't need your protection, I don't need your pity and most of all I don't need you treating me like Chibi Usa."
Mamoru was speechless, his heart felt like it had been torn out of his chest. Desperately realizing she was serious and unable…unwilling to let her go, he fell to his knees and pressed his face into her midsection. "Don't leave me Usako, don't leave me alone. I can't live without you." He kissed her hands which were resting on his shoulders. "These hands…I can't live without these gentle hands…" he looked up at her midnight blue eyes, so full of tears and pain and conflict. "Those eyes - I can't live without those eyes…" he reached up and touched her heart. "This heart - this wonderful and loving and forgiving heart. I can't live without you Usako. This isn't the end." He shook his head in vain denial.
Usagi drew a shaky breath, appearing to be fighting something inside her. "Then how come it is?" she said simply.
Setsuna whirled to glare angrily at Neo Queen Serenity who's own jaw hung open in shock. "I thought this would set the timeline straight!" she charged angrily. "Now things are worse."
Neo Queen Serenity shook her head. "I took him back. I never said those words!"
Chronos narrowed his eyes. "Something isn't right here. Someone is interfering with the timeline in all areas."
Setsuna, Neo Queen Serenity and Endymion all glanced at each other with fear. What was going on?
Light flickered over a figure crouched over a holy fire, using it for a most unholy purpose. Her future self had come to her and told her all that could be hers, the downfall of her greatest enemy - one who had done nothing more to her than be everything she wanted to be. Plunging her hands back into the timeline, she changed things for herself.
And so endeth this chapter! I hope you like and I promise with all of my might that I will update my other stories within a week! I promise! You can hunt me down and stick flaming bamboo under my fingernails if I don't! Anyway thanks to all who emailed me with support of my writing and my poetry. I would like to give a special thanks to Moonie Chef (Wreath of Roses), Amethyst Serenity, BenRG and my good friend NeoUsako. Thanks so much! It meant the world to me and really gave me confidence!
Ja ne!
Chapter 3
Author: Serenitas
Email: serenitai@sailormoon.com
Rating: R
Well thank you all for waiting and here is another chapter out! It sure is hard to write here, although I have discovered that when it is hotter than the hinges of hell ones internet connection doesn't work. Go Japan! Anyway the rainy season is over and now it is into Sahara like oven heat in which I am fully convinced one can cook in their own juice. I am drinking 7 litres of water a week! Anyway, enough of that. Please read and review but be kind. No flames please. Once again I reiterate that if you like Rei, Luna or Chibi Usa, turn back now. Standard disclaimers.
Mamoru walked the streets of Juuban, hoping he didn't look too obvious in searching for his now ex girlfriend. Chibi Usa reported that Usagi was never home anymore, but she had stopped getting detention some time ago. He was in a quandry and filled with torment. The dreams of Usagi's grisly death had stopped and he thanked whatever unseen fate he had to that he no longer saw it every time he closed his eyes, however they had been replaced with vivid dreams of a future where Usagi had been married off to a brutal tyrant of a man, an abusive man, while Mamoru was married to a beautiful woman with long green hair and magenta eyes. She was beautiful and mysterious and gorgeous but she wasn't his Usagi. Rei had been haunting him for weeks now, trying to get him to say something insulting about Usagi - Rei herself complaining heartily about her and her resentfulness of her growing with every breath she took. Chibi Usa and Rei were on the same wavelength, while Mamoru had begun to tire of the pink haired girl who thought he was her boyfriend and loved him in a rather pervy way.
He couldn't escape Rei, Chibi Usa or Luna who followed him everywhere, congratulating him on his good taste in dumping Usagi flat on her ass as they derided her character even more. His Usako - he felt no remorse in still thinking of her as his, for she had always been his and always would be. Irresponsible and spacey the girl might be, but no one deserved to be raked across the coals the way the trio did behind her back, and he had a strong suspicion that Usagi knew every word that they uttered, he knowing more than others the secrets and the power that she hid. Obviously though Usagi being leader of the senshi and the Moon Princess made no difference to their minds, though he knew if they were back in the Silver Millennium, they would have been executed for speaking against the monarch and her family.
The thing that irked him, that flogged him like a splinter in his mind was that she hadn't cried in front of him or anyone else apparently - she'd gotten mad showing a rare display of temper. Intrigued and titillated by this show of character he hadn't known she'd possessed, he wanted her more. She had yelled at him and insulted him, making him seriously wonder if she'd ever loved him at all. He had to see her, to talk to her. The urge was overwhelming. One morning he had woken up feeling lost and adrift in his own apartment, feeling alone and abandoned. He knew with horrifying certainty that Usagi had severed their link. He no longer knew when she became Sailor Moon, no longer sensed her at all. She could be dead and he would never know. He entered the arcade, noticing how still Minako and Makoto got. "Konnichi wa." He nodded politely.
"Rot in hell." Makoto snarled, half standing, her hands reaching for his throat.
Minako blinked her eyes at him in a too-innocent fashion, instantly putting him on the alert and raising his suspicions before she turned to the enraged Senshi of Jupiter and hauled her back down into her seat. "Discretion is the better part of manslaughter." She reassured Makoto, shocking both of them as she got it right!
"What's eating you?" Mamoru scowled at Makoto, his hopes that the senshi wouldn't bear him a grudge fading slowly. Other than Rei, they were fully loyal to Usagi - of course they'd hate him on sight - just on principle of what he'd done. He'd hurt and devastated Usagi - a killing offence in Makoto's eyes, and Minako's and even the quiet Ami had a vengeful streak when it came to Usagi. Had he hurt and devastated her though? He wasn't certain.
"You…you…she…" Makoto sputtered in rage, her eyes flaring dangerously at him. Only Minako's grip kept her in place as she strained against her.
"Spit it out!" he protested, exasperated.
"She'd rather spit ON you." Minako said helpfully. "Perhaps you could bend over so she could kick your ass too?"
Mamoru glanced at Minako, his eyes narrowing. "Where is Usako?"
"Don't you think you lost the right to call her that when you tore her heart out of her chest?" Minako asked sweetly. "I'd try and get you two back together but Usagi doesn't want anything to do with you - unless it means disembowelling you - and it would be a waste of my talents as the Goddess of Love."
Mamoru saw red as he glared at the smug blonde. "I won't believe that until I hear it from her own lips."
"I'm sure you've thought of better things to do with her lips." Minako said off-handedly.
"Ex-CUSE me?" he asked, incredulous. She didn't mean…
"Excuse you." Minako kept that same infuriating grin on her face. "I am the Goddess of Love you dimwitted, mayonnaise covered baboon…"
"Where the HELL did THAT come from?" Makoto blinked as Minako ignored her and continued.
"…I know exactly what kind of relationship you wanted to have with her. It's better to have loved and lost than never to have seen leaves in the fall."
Makoto groaned as she clamped her eyes shut. Mamoru fought a smile - Minako would never change! "I never had any relationship like that with her." He muttered under his breath.
"Due to your constant denying her - now look where it got you." Minako's smile grew wider. "She is dating many men. You sent her into the arms of every other man around Juuban, and there is not a damn thing you can do about it you inbred duck billed platypus."
"Would you stop with the damn smiling?!" he burst out at her never-fading grin.
Minako blinked at him, her smile turning wry. "Does it bother you?"
"YES!" he roared angrily. "What do you have up your sleeve?"
If it were possible, the smile grew wider yet, joined by one of Makoto's. "Mamoru darling!" Minako began, throwing her arms wide and drawing the attention of everyone in the arcade. "I'm the LEAST of your worries! I'm not the one you have to look out for!"
"What the hell are you saying?" Mamoru snarled.
"Figure it out dumbass." Makoto said through clenched teeth as she shook a fist at him. "You shouldn't have pissed her off!"
"Usagi? Oh please." Mamoru snorted. "What could she POSSIBLY do to me? She can't even defeat a youma without my help."
"If you have to say that Mamoru, you're dumber than you look." Minako sniggered.
"I resent that!" Mamoru protested.
"Like I care."
"Hey!"
"Hay is for horses."
Mamoru had every intention of wrapping his hands around Minako's throat and slowly squeezing the life from her body when a voice cut through his red hazed vision. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Usagi's cool voice cut through the ensuing argument.
Mamoru turned to look at her, her beauty burning itself in his eyes. "Usako." He breathed.
"That Usagi to you asshole." She retorted.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked, almost timid, rather afraid of this person she had become without
him, because of him.
Usagi arched a perfect eyebrow at him, the foreboding feeling of dread in her stomach fading for a moment as she realized that perhaps she should hear him out. "The great Chiba Mamoru wants to talk to me?" she mocked. "Sorry Mamoru but I'd rather rip my throat out with a crowbar than talk to you."
"Yet you're talking to me now." He pointed out.
"Good point." She conceded. "Minako-chan, get me a crowbar ne?"
"You got it." Minako saluted.
"Dammit Usako …!"
"U-S-A-G-I." She corrected. "I don't want to talk to you baka. Last time I tried to talk to you, you didn't want to hear it, so why should I be considerate?"
"Because you are forgiving and kind." Mamoru said simply, causing Usagi to blink in surprise.
"Fine then." She folded her arms and tapped her foot on the floor. "Spit it out."
"Can we talk in private?" he asked in a hushed tone.
Usagi smiled slightly and shook her head. "You can say what needs to be said in front of Minako and Makoto. They'll find out irregardless. So you tell me now or I tell them later makes no difference."
Mamoru sighed in frustration. "If you want it that way."
Usagi said nothing, just lifted her chin and gave him a cool stare. In that moment she looked so much like her princess form that he forgot to speak. Minako giggled in the background as Mamoru cleared his throat, feeling oddly nervous about talking to her at last. "Usagi," he began, unable to believe how hard it was to utter her name. "I made a terrible and tragic mistake. I had a vision of the future where you would die. I had horrible premonitions on things that would happen. To protect you, I pushed you away - but the future I see now is much worse."
Usagi's eyes had widened at the start of his confession and gradually narrowed into angry slits. "A dream?" she hissed. "You put me through all of this hurt and pain for A DREAM?"
Mamoru nodded, shamefaced. "I should've discussed it with you first before I acted so hastily."
"Why break your track record?" Usagi sneered. "You never discussed any aspect of our relationship with me before." The foreboding feeling in her gut was roiling and threatening to double her over. 'This isn't right, this shouldn't be happening…' her head was screaming. 'Forgive him! Don't do this!' but it seemed that a force not her own was guiding her actions and her voice. This was not her!
"I was wrong." Mamoru's voice broke through her inner turmoil.
Usagi's jaw fell as she struggled to speak the words of forgiveness, to let him know she still loved him and always would. "Well there's a phrase I never thought the vaunted Tuxedo Kamen would utter." Makoto snorted.
Mamoru ignored them and focused on Usagi - he could geel her conflict, knew her thoughts and knew he if he could just convince her…. "I'm sorry." He whispered so only she could hear. "I love you."
Usagi's eyes were filled with tears as she blinked them back to keep them from falling. "You wanted to protect me?"
"Yes."
"You DO love me?"
"Yes." Hope filled him…she was letting him back in…
"That's not good enough Mamoru." She finished shaking her head sadly. "I don't need your protection, I don't need your pity and most of all I don't need you treating me like Chibi Usa."
Mamoru was speechless, his heart felt like it had been torn out of his chest. Desperately realizing she was serious and unable…unwilling to let her go, he fell to his knees and pressed his face into her midsection. "Don't leave me Usako, don't leave me alone. I can't live without you." He kissed her hands which were resting on his shoulders. "These hands…I can't live without these gentle hands…" he looked up at her midnight blue eyes, so full of tears and pain and conflict. "Those eyes - I can't live without those eyes…" he reached up and touched her heart. "This heart - this wonderful and loving and forgiving heart. I can't live without you Usako. This isn't the end." He shook his head in vain denial.
Usagi drew a shaky breath, appearing to be fighting something inside her. "Then how come it is?" she said simply.
Setsuna whirled to glare angrily at Neo Queen Serenity who's own jaw hung open in shock. "I thought this would set the timeline straight!" she charged angrily. "Now things are worse."
Neo Queen Serenity shook her head. "I took him back. I never said those words!"
Chronos narrowed his eyes. "Something isn't right here. Someone is interfering with the timeline in all areas."
Setsuna, Neo Queen Serenity and Endymion all glanced at each other with fear. What was going on?
Light flickered over a figure crouched over a holy fire, using it for a most unholy purpose. Her future self had come to her and told her all that could be hers, the downfall of her greatest enemy - one who had done nothing more to her than be everything she wanted to be. Plunging her hands back into the timeline, she changed things for herself.
And so endeth this chapter! I hope you like and I promise with all of my might that I will update my other stories within a week! I promise! You can hunt me down and stick flaming bamboo under my fingernails if I don't! Anyway thanks to all who emailed me with support of my writing and my poetry. I would like to give a special thanks to Moonie Chef (Wreath of Roses), Amethyst Serenity, BenRG and my good friend NeoUsako. Thanks so much! It meant the world to me and really gave me confidence!
Ja ne!