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Forgotten Angel Part: 2

(Usagi's POV)

    I seriously thought I was going to die when I opened my eyes.  You've
all had the flu before, right.  Well, just picture that tripled!  That's
right, pretty bad, huh?  My body felt like it was made of lead and I felt
so hot, and yet I was cold at the same time.  I must be really sick this
time.  Hey, it's not like it's my fault, though.  My "parents" never take
me to the doctor, or anywhere else for that matter.  I'd been contemplating
my current condition for gosh knows how long when the I realized I wasn't
in my bed at home. *AACK*  I was in some strangers house or maybe I'd been
kidnapped or maybe I really was dead and this was heaven.  I shuttered at
the thought.  I was about to seriously panic, when the door creaked open
and I saw the cutest guy I've ever seen in my life.  He stood about 6'2
with thick black hair and blue eyes the ocean would be jealous of.  I
quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be sleeping.  
    "Ah, angel, who would let you get this sick?"
*Angel?  Yeah, and I have tea with Santa Clause everyday at noon.*
    "Poor, poor angel"  With that I leapt forward to tell this guy to stop
making me melt like a cheap candle, but it didn't work out as planned.  
    "You psycho, you take me into your apartment from god-knows-where and I
don't even know your nam-Ohhhhhhhhhhhh"  My head began to pound furiously
and I sank back against the pillows, still glaring at the hunky maniac in
front of me.
    "Whoa, hey calm down.  I'm not a psycho, I'm a first year medical
student, yes this is my apartment and you are welcome to it for however
long you need it, and my name is Chiba Mamoru."  I stared at him blankly.
How could he be so calm, couldn't he get arrested for this, not that I'm
complaining, but....
    "So, I guess I'm pretty sick, huh?"
    "Yeah, angel, you got pneumonia.  You're going to need to take this
medicine two times a day for two weeks and you need lots of rest!  Here,
take it now."  He said this so sternly I couldn't refuse the pills and the
water.  But rest, no way!
    "Humph, rest, shemest!  I'm perfectly fine," I stated struggling to get
out of bed.  But two gentle hands on my shoulders convinced me otherwise.
    "Angel, you need rest."  Who could resist a face like that?
    "Fine."  I haughtily flumped onto the pillows, y'know I was kina tired.
     "Say, angel, do you have a name?"
    "Usagi....." I mumbled, slipping into dreamland.

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    (Mamoru's POV)

    "Usagi...." she mumbled right as she fell asleep.  How could something
so beautiful have such an attitude?  He knew, she reminded him a lot of
himself.  He knew that "don't-mess-with-me-or-I'll-beat-your-brains-in
attitude".  He understood what she was feeling, but he still didn't know
anything about her except her first name.  Well, at least she didn't know
she'd been sleeping all day and that it was now 8:00 at night.  Boy, was I
in for it.  Poor girl, probably an abusive family or foster care.  He'd
been in her shoes all his life.  How could he help her? He pondered this
for awhile watching her sleeping form in his bed.  Beautiful.  How could
she be so enchanting?

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    (Usagi's POV)

    When I woke up I was feeling much better because of all the rest and
the medicine that Chiba guy had given me.  I looked over to see that he had
fallen asleep in a chair next to the bed.  Poor guy...I really need to be
going though!  Damn it's the middle of the night and if Techi's sober, I'm
really in for it.  I grabbed the bottle of pills and tiptoed silently
across the room.  All those years of sneaking out had finally paid off.  I
got to his door, only to find it locked, with no keys anywhere near by.  I
pulled a hairpin out of my odangos and picked the lock.  The door silently
swung open and I was free.....

    (Mamoru's POV)

    *chirp, chirp*  That's the first thing I heard: those same old birds.
But, she was gone!!  No, my angel!  Actually, it wasn't really a surprise
to me.  So she didn't except charity, just a 100$ bottle of pills.  Even
though she was gone, I felt something that told me we would met again.
Change was in the air....

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