He'll Be Back by Kyrielinka Kyrielinka@aol.com I don't want him to leave. I know that I've thought that a million times today, and the day before, and the day before that, and I know that it won't change a thing-he has to go, but..I just don't want him to leave! Oh, Why didn't I get myself up today? I would have been able to spend more time with him. I'm so lazy. Some girlfriend I am, not even able to get up before noon just one time to spend an entire day with the man I love before he leaves forever! Well, maybe not forever, but it feels like it. He's not even gone yet and I'm hurting so much...I can't even finish my food. "Usako?" Mamo-chan said. I looked up automatically smiling. There would be no crying today. There was no crying for a week, or not supposed to be. I don't want to make this harder than it already is. I have to be strong for my Mamo-chan. I don't know how many times I've thought that since I learned that he was leaving, and I will admit I have cried a couple of times for different reasons, but whenever I thought about being strong for him it made me feel better. This is not one of those times. "Yes?" "Are you all right? You haven't finished your lunch." He knows me too well. I cannot lie to him. "I'm fine Mamo-chan, I just.." Ok, so I can tell a little lie! Hey, it's for a good reason! I was silent for about 30 seconds, Mamo-chan still staring at me. I can't stand it. I'm going to explode if I don't do something. Why can't I be strong like Rei-chan, or Haruka-san? "I'm so sorry that I slept so late! I should have gotten up! I should have fixed my alarm clock! I've failed as your wife, and now as your girlfriend!" I blurted out. So much for not making it harder than it already is. Stupid conscience. I heard Mamo-chan sigh, and everything got blurry. Oh, no! I'm going to cry! I can't cry! Not today! I swallowed a sob down and wiped my eyes. "Usako, please don't cry...you haven't failed as anything.." "I'm sorry." I squeaked. "Except as a student." I sniffed and looked up to a smiling Mamo-chan. I couldn't help but smile back. "Yeah, you're right about that." I thought for a second. "Hey how do you know? I haven't talked about my grades with you for a long time." I called your house this morning and your mother answered-thank god-and she told me about your grades and everything else about you for 15 minutes.." He chuckled. "After I asked if you were awake, I didn't get a word in edgewise." I blew my nose with my napkin. Damn you, mom. If someone asks you a question why do you not only tell the answer, the origin of the person and other info that has nothing to do with the question? "I had no idea that you had rabbit print pajamas, Usako." I hate you, mom. I blushed and looked everywhere but in front of me. "Just don't tell Motoki-san, ok?" "I won't." We didn't say anything for a few minutes, and I stopped blushing and I just picked at my pizza. "She also said that I was the cause of your insomnia." I was silent. "I know that me upset you, but you, insomnia? This is really hurting you, Usako?" I nodded. I was feeling really sad now. "You're my boyfriend, Mamo-chan, you think I can get over this?" I said softly. He sighed again and frowned. There I go again, upsetting him. I hate myself right now. Quiet again. I tried to think of something to say that was good, and maybe different form what we were talking about. I can't think of anything off the subject. "Mamo-chan?" I peeped. His eyes looked into mine. "D-Don't worry about me, ok? I have the inner and outers to help me and ... protect me and you're gonna write me everyday, and I'll write you everyday, and there's this new restaurant on 15th street and they make weird like chocolate curry and moon pies, I think Americans call them..." There. I'm too good. Not only have I reassured Mamo-chan(I think so)and myself with a random act of logical reasons why I'll be fine.(Wait didn't I say that I couldn't get over him leaving? Oh well maybe I can-I'll just call him everyweek and write everyday and maybe it won't be so bad. God I hope so.)but I have gotten my appetite back. Mmm..cold pizza... Mamo-chan shook his head as I crammed my half eaten anchovie and olive slice of pizza in my mouth. I smiled at him, at least I tried but it's really hard to smile and chew at the same time... ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ I squeezed Mamo-chan's hand as we headed to the gate at which he was leaving to the United States. New York was where the University was. New York. That's a million miles away from Tokyo. New York has strange people, food, television, Women. Women. Oh, no! I forgot about them! My eyes widened. There are hundreds, thousands of women in that university that are Mamo-chan's age-and more smarter and beautiful and curvy and well more filled out than me. And they'll go over and flirt with him because he's foreign and the best looking guy in the world. And he'll talk back, because it's polite, and see if his English is good enough, unknowingly falling into their trap! Then he'll forget about his little Usako in Japan and our future as Serenity and Endymion, but he will remember to send me a wedding invitation 2 years later, and it will have a p.s. saying "I'm not sure who you are, but I remember you being special to me for some reason-maybe you're my lost sister..hope you can come!" My chin quivered as I watched Mamo-chan put his backpack down on the chair. "Mamo-chan." I said and grabbed his hands so that he was facing me. "Please," I begged. "Only talk to the ugly, not curved girls! Don't fall into to the smart and pretty American women's web of seduction!" That came out wrong. He gave a a strange look and after a week of being strong, most of the time, the dam burst. I started crying. I mean wailing. "Mamo-chan," I cried. "I know you have to leave, but I just don't' want you to leave! I'll miss you and I need youuu!" His eyes darted around nervously. "Usako." he said quietly, but he might have said something else, I was crying to loud. "Honey, please don't cry-the cops are looking at me like I'm a criminal." Now I heard that! I immediatly stopped crying. Did he just say what I think he said? Honey? ME? Honey? I felt myself go into a goofy smile. I sniffed and wrapped my arms around his waist. "I will remember this moment forever." I said, but I doubt he understood me, because I buried my face in his shirt. I don't have to worry about the tall, sexy women in New York-Chiba Mamoru, the man who hardly ever holds my hand even when we are alone just called me honey, no not the honey that bears eat, but the honey as a term of affection. Suddenly a very sad thought crossed my mind. I would never hear him call me honey again! The intercom blared, "Last call for flight 200 to Albany, New York, USA." No. Everything's happening too fast. I thought I had plenty of time to hold him! A large but soft hand gently touched my cheek. "Well, I have to go Usako." A tear slipped down the other cheek. No you don't. No one's forcing you too. You're smart already, you don't need to go to college. "Are you going to be ok taking the train home by yourself?" I nodded. No, don't believe me! I need you! "Ok." This would be the last time I'm going to see him-what do I say? "I love you" came to my mind but before I had a chance, he leaned down, pulled me close and kissed me.> Mmm. I'm going to miss this.... I think that was my hormones talking. I felt something soft being pushed into my palm, and then to my disappointment, he broke off the kiss. He smiled and wiped my tears away. Oh, Mamo-chan, don't leave me... He kissed me on the forehead briefly and grabbed his back pack. Oh, Mamo-chan, I wish I could fit into that backpack... I tried to speak, but I made a small whining sound. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I sniffed. "Good-bye, Usako." he said huskily. "Bye Mamo-chan." I whispered and I smiled a little. "I'll be back, ok?" Those were his last words to me. He winked and walked away. I giggled. He looks so funny when he does that. His words echoed in my head, and I just stood there. I watched him walk the long walkway to the plane. I began to hyperventilate. Don't leave me, Mamo-chan, I need you...I miss you already...I miss you so... He'll be back, I told myself. He'll be back. He'll be back. It finally dawned on me. He'll be back!! I swear everything got brighter. I'm so dumb. Why didn't think of that before!?! I hugged my self and I remembered the thing in my hand. Slowly I opened my hand and there was a black box. Hmm. I carefully opened it and there was a ring. I ring with a crescent shaped moon diamond on it. A very expensive ring, 23 karat gold. It took my breath away, just like in the commercials... Awwwww ...Mamo-chan... But what did it mean? Is it our anniversery?(How odd, usually it's the guy who forgets these types of things) Ah, who cares, it's a great ring, and he's coming back, that's all that matters! I looked up to the walkway, but I couldn't see him!
I don't know what possessed me but in a burst of Usagi's lateforschoolgottagettherebeforelunch energy, I ran to the walkway. There was a blur of blue to my left but I think it was the clerk who was about to shut the door. I heard shouts behind me and I didn't care. "Mamo-chan!" I called. Boy did his eyes get big when he saw me running towards him, full speed. He was about the say my name(don't ask me how I know, I just do) But I skidded to slow down, smiled my biggest smile jumped on him and kissed him, the now closed ring box stuck in my hand. He made an odd sound, but didn't break off the kiss. He wants me bad. I know it. The kiss only lasted a a couple seconds, but it seemed so much quicker. I hesitantly pulled away. "Thank you Mamo-chan." I said, as he out me down. He nodded, still recovering from my attack. I giggled, and I was about to hug him, but then a strong hand grabbed my arm. The police! Before they dragged me away, I managed to yell "I'll write you every day, Mamo-chan-until you come back!" ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Boy, were the police and the airport people mad. Especially the red head, but I think she was just jealous. Well, it's natural, I've got the best boyfriend I the world. I'm lucky that I didn't get fined or kicked out of the air port permanently But you know what the really weird thing is? I don't care. It's not like I'm going back anytime soon, anyways... but in the meantime I've got a letter to write...and some nikuman too but, 'cause I'm starved, and I'll be wearing my pretty ring... ooh, everyone will be so jealous! But right now, I have to watch a plane take off, the one with my Mamo-chan in it... The End ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Ok, how bad was it? Was it funny? A little bit funny? Did it at least make you smile? Please e-mail me at Kyrielinka@aol.com and tell me! I love feedback! Even flames, though I like compliments better :) Anyways this takes place in Stars and I know that Mamoru was going to California, but I changed it because there's going to be a story having to do with this, but it might take awhile. Oh, and if some of the parts don't make sense(In He'll Be Back), well it's um, narrated I guess thru Usagi's point of view and I always thought Usagi as a bit crazy and ditzy so that's why.(But she's crazy and ditzy in a nice way:) Thanx to Sailor November for posting this on her archive! I think that's it. Gotta go! Thanx for reading, Kyrielinka(@aol.com) Sailor Moon and associated characters are owned/created by Naoko Takeuchi/Kodansha ltd and Toei Animation. I didn't have persmission to use these characters.