Remember Part: 10 By: Loralei Fairhill Rated: PG-13 Genre: AR All right! Go me! Woohoo! ^^; Erm, what I mean to say is, this is the last chapter people. The very last. I'm DONE! What a feeling. So this means, in plain English: YOU MUST EMAIL ME!! I neeeed to know what I've done that's good, that's bad, that you liked, that you didn't . . . did I rush this last part? Your feedback really will make me a better writer, and I promise that I'll email everyone back who writes to me! In addition a small note (or rather, suggestion): the more comments/criticisms you make, the longer my responding email is likely to be. Plus, the better I feel about myself. If this was something you felt strong enough to criticize, you must care about it on some level. Atleast, I hope so! Anyways, taken up enough of your time with this AN. Email me here: Loralei1300@aol.com Disclaimer: I was home sick today. Delirium is NOT my friend. However, SM is! (But it's not mine . . . *scratches head* I'm forgetting why . . . oh, yeah! It's Naoko-sama's! *giggles* I knew that!) Almost as though she were a blossom opening gently, Sailor Moon's lithe form stepped out of the shadows. She smiled gently at Elios, and nodded her head. In return, he bowed formally, and stepped forward, handing her a small piece of shining metal. Mamoru could only stare, incredulous throughout the whole exchange. He did not understand all that had come to pass while he was fighting the two evils that had been released, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to care. All that mattered was that Usagi was back. His Usako was alive and well and would. . . . For a moment he doubted that she would even do what he wished. And so, he turned to walk away. Her voice stopped him before he even went two steps from where he had been previously standing. "Where are you going, Mamo-chan?" she asked plaintively. She started towards him, her boots crushing the strands of bluish grass beneath her feet. Finally, she stood, if a bit shakily, right behind him. "I thought that you'd be the first to embrace me." "Well . . . Usagi-san, you're not the only one who believed things that were untrue." He paused a moment, licking his lips. He could feel the waves of hurt radiating off her body. They were painful to him. 'Maybe I'm wrong in doing it this way, but I have to know! She's lied so many times. . . .' As if in answer to his spiraling thoughts, she began,"I've never lied to you, Mamo-chan. Sometimes I don't tell the whole truth. But I'll never lie. Not to you!" she said passionately. "How many times are you going to walk away from me? And how many times do you think I'll be here when you come back?" She lowered her voice so that Elios would not hear their exchange. "When you left, I almost killed myself with the pain I felt. I _tried_ to put it all behind me. It was hard! But I did it. And then when you called me to say you'd like to meet up at the café, I almost died again. How could you ever understand that? And yet, how could I expect you to? And then I realized that the world was in danger again, after so long. But _you_ didn't remember. There was nothing, but I knew you felt some sort of emptiness where our love and our partnership used to be. So . . . this was somewhat of an exploitation. And somewhat of a trap. I had reasons for doing it . . . good reasons! It's all because I . . . I love you." She stopped, gauging his reaction. It was hard to do with him facing away with her, but she could tell his shoulders were tensed with disbelief and anger. "Onegai, don't be angry with me, Mamo-chan! There really was no other way. It was prophesied that you and I were the only ones who could defeat . . . what I mean to say is that's why the other scouts stayed out of this battle . . . and why Elios was the one helping us. Demo . . . you do forgive me, don't you?" "Shinji nai, Usagi-san. I don't believe you." He spun slowly around, pivoting on his left foot. He was holding his hurt arm protectively and his dark eyes shone with unshed tears. "You expected this reaction. You did this for my own good. Well that's just fine! What if I didn't _want_ all of this? What if you caused more heartache because of it? And what if . . . you knew all along that I couldn't have helped being killed as I was? I _had_ to save you. You were-iie, you ARE my everything. Gomen ne for your pain. Gomen nasai for leaving you. Demo . . . domo arigato gozaimasu for never ever giving up!" he exclaimed, pulling her towards him and hugging her tightly, careful of his injured arm. "Mamo-chan . . ." Usagi sighed happily as she pushed her body closer into his, noting how they fit perfectly. She smiled into his chest. "You see? You really did bring the miracle." "Iie, _we_ brought it. You and I together! Aishiteru, Usako. I'll never forget again," he promised solemnly, resting his head on top of hers between her twin buns. "You better not, mister!" she squealed, poking him in the stomach. He laughed in response, deep throated and glorious. Elios' face broke out into a grin as he saw that the world was back to normal. Slowly, he placed his hand flat, palm up, and closed his fingers slightly. As Mamoru bent down to kiss Usagi, bright lights surrounded them, swirling and flying fast, then faster. As they covered the couple with their light, they started to fade until they were gone. The lights spun and wheeled around, back to the heavens. As Mamoru and Usagi broke apart, they noticed that their surroundings were different. They were back in <> park. It was night, and the stars were glowing brighter, streaking across the arching midnight-colored sky. He put his arm around her gently and led her away, out of the park and their adventure. Just as they were exiting, however, a sweet voice that resembled Morgana's started to sing: "Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far that you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad." As suddenly as the city had been quiet when the two had been spirited away, it was bustling again; the people were awakened by the strange music. And for no reason at all, Usagi began to sing to Mamoru in a lilting tone: "They made the chamber sweet with flowers and leaves, And the bed sweet with flowers on which I lay; While my soul, love-bound, loitered on its way. I did not hear the birds about the eaves, Nor hear the reapers talk among the sheaves: Only my soul kept watch from day to day, My thirsty soul kept watch for one away:-- Perhaps he loves, I thought, remembers, grieves. At length there came the step upon the stair, Upon the lock the old familiar hand: Then first my spirit seemed to scent the air Of Paradise; then first the tardy sand Of time ran golden; and I felt my hair Put on a glory, and my soul expand." His only response was to hold her closer, and closer still, for in that moment, he knew just how much he loved her. Oh, those Japanese words. If you had problems understanding, ask me what they meant, k? I'll be more than happy to explain. Oh, and "Shinji nai" means exactly what the sentence after it states. 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