Hello everyone. Phoenix here. For a while, I have been trying to
think of a
way to do a good Rei and Usagi friendship fanfic. I finally came up with
this
idea. It's kind of sad, and I may get some flames for this, but this is the
only way I could think of doing this without sounding redundant or cheesy.
Sorry if this offends anyone. If you have anything to say; comments,
flames,
whatever; send them to Marsfire01@aol.com. This is a two-part thing, the
first part is Usagi's Heart, which you're reading now, and next is Rei's
heart. They are sort of mirror stories. I wrote my story like this so I
could show how things can change in a split second. You don't need to read
both, but it's better if you do. I hope you enjoy the story. Oh, and
Sailor
moon belongs to a bunch of corporate people, and of course, the great Naoko
Takeuchi.
Usagi's Heart
You'd be surprised how destiny can be changed by one event. You'd be
surprised how a life can change, too. She was once the golden child, a
princess/ goddess, and my best friend; but now her heart is her legacy. A
strange turn of events has changed things beyond imagination, and has stolen
a
precious jewel from the world. It started out like a normal day. She had
come to the temple to read my old manga, even though she is, was 17 and
could
afford her own. I was yelling at Chad and she knows, knew how much I
dislike
myself after I do that. (Talking about her in the past tense is still hard
for
me). So she set herself on making me feel better. She dragged me out of
the
house intent on buying me an ice-cream cone, which she said always made her
feel better. She was always thinking of others. She was so thrilled that
she
had a plan to make me feel better; little things always got her so excited.
I
bent down at the corner to tie my shoe, but she rushed across the street.
Out
of nowhere, there was a car careening towards her. My instincts kicked in
and
I dove to get in front of her, but she had run too far ahead of me and the
only thing I succeed in doing was getting myself hit by a car. I couldn't
save her from a stupid car. Youmas and evil incarnate, yes; but not a
goddamn
hunk of metal. I vaguely recall being loaded into the ambulance. About
halfway through the ride, I felt her leave me. I swear I saw her wave and
smile. I screamed at that point, but the EMT's thought I was in more pain,
so
they increased the morphine, which made me pass out. After that, I only
know
what I was told.
She had died. Not as a princess, or a warrior, but as a bloody,
defenseless
little girl. She was dead on arrival. I, on the other hand, had survived,
but barely. One of my lungs was punctured, and I went into massive heart
failure. If they didn't find me a new heart, I would die too. And like a
gift, her heart was compatible. I actually received her heart. She did so
much for me. After everything she has given my, in death, she gave me life.
I never got to go to her funeral. Everyone says it was beautiful. They say
she looked so peaceful. Darien didn't do too well. He was the last person
to
throw a rose on her casket, red and in full bloom. That's what she was. A
rose in full bloom. When I finally came home, I couldn't bring myself to
see
anyone, even leave the house. All I could think was "If I had been a few
seconds earlier. Why her? Why not me? Kami, why didn't you take me and
leave her. She was so much more important!" I berated myself over and over
again. I still question myself. For over a month, I saw no one. But one,
day, I was sitting, in front of the fire, meditating. The room was
completely
silent. I could hear my own heart beating; her heart. The central part of
my
being. And I realized, I was dishonoring her legacy. Usagi was the
embodiment of life and joy. She would want me to use her gift in the world,
to keep her spirit alive, not hide it. She brought sunshine to everyone,
and
I would be wrong not to try and do the same.
So right then and there I got up and got ready to go, but then, I
saw Chad
sweeping the steps and I remembered how much she pushed my to tell him how I
felt. So I went up to him and kissed him full on the mouth. Then I waved
goodbye and skipped down the steps. From then on, things changed. She is
still giving me so much. I notice joy everywhere now and so many wonderful
things in the world. Whenever I eat an ice-cream cone, or see a dragonfly
light on a flower, or a rabbit at the shrine, or I read a manga; a thrill
goes
through me, because they are all part of her spirit. I just noticed how
sometimes Chad just stares at me when he thinks I'm not looking. I love to
watch him watch me. It's sweet. She never stops giving.
Darien never looked at me the same after her death. It was like,
secretly,
he was hoping that the little part of her in me would take over. But, in
some
ways, it has. Little bits of her keep showing up in me. I miss her like
crazy. She has given me a new perspective on life. But I still miss her.
Sometimes, when I'm laughing, I can hear her laughter. Her laugh could
brighten a room. I never understood why she was friends with me; why she
insisted on calling me her best friend. She's everything I'm not. I was
hard
on her, insensitive, and cruel; but still she persisted in allowing me to be
her friend. I never deserved her friendship; I needed it and wanted it; but
never deserved it.
We've had another tragedy. Darien took his own life. I saw it
coming, he
and I were close before her death, so I tried to talk to him, but he shut me
out, like he did to everyone. She was his life. I can't really blame him,
because I can't say the thought didn't enter my mind; but I won't waste her
gift. It's strange, but when Lita was reading his obituary, she stumbled
upon
the new births section. At the exact time Darien died, a baby boy was born
nearby. His parents named him Endymion. That can't be a coincidence. And
Ami noticed something strange. Each month she does a little "check-up" with
her little computer. But this time she noticed something. Our bodies have
stopped aging. Our regular bodily functions go on normally, but our cells
have stopped dying and multiplying. Setsuna says we're all a "matched set"
and we will always have a matched set, so our bodies adjust. So we're
watching for our little princess, and keeping an eye on Endy. Her death
doesn't hurt quite so much anymore since I should be seeing odango head
rather
soon. Until then, I'll keep her in my heart.
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