~*~*~*~ Epilogue - Picture Perfect Lady Aisheteru: Well, here's the epilogue.  Enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon.  That's all there is to it.  The song Michiru sings is "If You Could See What I See," by Geoff Moore and Steven Curtis Chapman. ~*~*~*~ "I can't stand it, Mamo-chan," said Usagi.  "Where are we going?" "You'll see," said Mamoru, chuckling.  He and Usagi had been dating for 6 months.  'Six wonderful months,' thought Mamoru.  He had blindfolded Usagi again and was driving her to a secret location which he had selected himself. "We're here, Usako," Mamoru whispered, Usagi shivering in delight at the feel of his warm breath on her neck.  He undid her blindfold and said, "You can open your eyes." Usagi did so, and smiled.  He had taken her to her old haunt at Tokyo Park. Mamoru directed Usagi to sit down on a marble bench that lay in a secluded area inside a rose garden, where the moon shone, large and bright, in a star filled sky.  He knelt down in front of her and pulled a small black box out of his pocket. "Usako," he began, "We've been together for six months.  Six of the best months of my life.  I can't think of a better person to spend the rest of my life with."  He opened the box, revealing a ring with a huge diamond that sparkled like a thousand suns.  "Will you marry me?" he asked. Usagi looked as if she was overcome with emotion.  "Yes.  I will," said Usagi, tears of happiness streaming down her face. He gently lifted Usagi's face up to his.  Their lips a millimeter apart, he said, "Oh, Usako, you have made me so happy."  The moonlight shimmered down on the pair as they shared an earth shattering kiss. ~*~*~*~ It was a large wedding. Usagi's dad, Kenji Tsukino, had seen to that. Minako, Rei, Ami and Makoto were all bridesmaids, and had gathered in Usagi's room.  There they faced the age old dilemma. "Okay," said Usagi, "I need something old," she said, fretting a bit. "Don't get so nervous, Usagi," said Minako, smiling. "Wedding day jitters," Makoto whispered to Rei, who giggled. Minako dug around in her purse.  "Here you go, Usa-chan.  These pearl earrings were my grandmother's," she said. "Thanks, Minako," said Usagi, putting them on.  "Now I need something new." Makoto pulled out a hairpin.  "Here.  I bought it today," she said, putting it into Usagi's hair. "Thanks, Makoto.  Now I need something borrowed," she said. "Well, you are wearing my white shoes," Rei reminded her. "Oh yeah.  Thanks, Rei.  Now I need something blue." Everyone's eyes were immediately on Ami.  "Hey...why are you looking at me like that," said Ami nervously.  "Hey, put those scissors AWAY, Mako-chan!  Noooooo!" she wailed.  Makoto triumphantly held up a strand of blue hair.  "Something blue," said Makoto, putting it in Usagi's hand.  Usagi took out the hairpin and pinned the blue strand into her own hairdo.  Ami just sat there, grumbling. "Can I speak to Minako alone for a second?" asked Usagi. "Sure," said Makoto.  "We'll come and get you when it’s time," she said. "Minako," began Usagi, "You brought together my Mamo-chan and I, and for that I thank you.  I have a special present for you," she said. She drew out her moon wand, something she hadn't used in years.  She touched Minako on the shoulder.  "You are free from the youma's curse. Go and find your love," said Usagi. Minako smiled, tears of joy streaming down her face.  "Thank you," she whispered. Soon, they heard the music playing in the chapel.  Michiru and Hakura, upon hearing of the joyous event, had kindly volunteered to play for the wedding.  Hakura sat in a white tuxedo at the piano, and Michiru, wearing an elegant blue dress the color of sea foam, played the violin.  "Come on, Usa-chan, it's time to go," said Rei, peeking her head through the door. Mamoru came down the aisle first, escorted by Minako, who Usagi had made the maid of honor.  The guests sighed; she was beautiful in her powder yellow bridesmaid's dress and matching bow.  Usagi walked down the aisle, escorted by her father, who was crying. He couldn't believe it.  His little girl, who he had bounced on his knee, given piggyback rides to and stuffed in the leaves barrel as a child, was getting married. Mamoru gasped along with the wedding guests when he saw Usagi coming towards him; if Minako was pretty, she paled in comparison of the blushing bride, who was radiant with joy.  'She has never looked more beautiful.' thought Mamoru, staring at his blonde goddess. She was wearing a flowing white dress, with pearls embroidered on the train, and her hair was done up in a French twist instead of her usual odangoes, twin curls adorning each side of her face.  Her smile was brilliant, and her eyes shone with unspoken joy for Mamoru alone. Kenji whispered to Mamoru as they all stood next to each other, "Take care of my little girl." "I will," said Mamoru, smiling. Michiru stepped up to the microphone.  "When Usagi asked me to sing for her wedding, I was honored," began Michiru.  "She has brought so much joy into the lives of everyone she has come into contact with. This song is called, 'If You Could See What I See.'" She began the song, her lilting voice carrying out to the back of the chapel; All of my life I have dreamed, that somehow love would find me. Now I can't believe you're standing here. If beauty is all in the eye of the beholder, then I wish you could see, the love for you that lives in me. And you would know that you have my heart, If you could see what I see. That a treasure's what you are, If you could see what I see. Created to be the only one for me, If you could see what I see. I know there are days when you feel, so much less than ideal, wondering what I see in you. It's all of the light and the grace, your belief in me drives me to say, that I promise you a faithful love forever true. And you would know you have my heart, if you could see what I see. That a treasure's what you are, if you could see what I see. Created to be the only one for me, if you could see... Then you'd understand why I fall down to my knees, and I pray my love will be worthy of the One, who gave His life so our love could be. If you could see what I see, if you could see what I see. You're created to be the perfect one for me, if you could see what I see. If beauty is all in the eye of the beholder, than I am beholding true beauty. Everyone clapped, Usagi and Mamoru smiled.  The priest began the ceremony, "We are gathered here to celebrate the union of Tsukino Usagi and Chiba Mamoru.  If anyone knows why these two should not be wed, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." Nobody could possibly think of any reason that these two, who were so obviously in love, should not marry. The minister began the vows, "Do you, Chiba Mamoru, promise to love, honor and cherish her, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?" "I do," said Mamoru. "And do you, Tsukino Usagi, promise to love, honor and cherish him, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?" "I do," said Usagi. "Do you have your rings, a token of your everlasting love?" Motoki scooted his young son and ring bearer, Jason, towards the aisle.  He and Reika had married four years ago, after her return from studying in Europe.  Jason was the product of their loving union. Jason gave Mamoru the ring from his chubby little hand.  "Here you go, Unca Mamowu," he said. "Repeat after me, with this ring, I do thee wed," "With this ring, I do thee wed," said Mamoru, slipping the ring on her finger. "For the rest of our lives," said the minister. "For the rest of our lives," repeated Mamoru. The minister repeated the process with Usagi.  "I pronounce you husband and wife.  You may kiss the bride," said the minister. Mamoru removed her veil and locked eyes with Usagi, gazing at her intently.  She matched his gaze with equal intensity as he cupped her chin in his hand, and they began a passionate kiss. After everyone thought they would die in two seconds from lack of air, they broke the kiss.  "I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Chiba!" said the minister, smiling.  This was his favorite part. ~*~*~*~ After the long congratulatory line, everyone headed to the reception hall.  They ate a delicious meal consisting of chicken parmesan, Italian wedding soup, salad and angel hair pasta.  Minako had banged her fork against her champagne glass, hardly letting Mamoru and Usagi go two seconds without kissing, but they didn't mind in the least. When it was time to toss the bouquet, all of the single girls gathered eagerly on the dance floor.  "Okay, here goes," said Usagi, tossing the bouquet behind her.  It landed in Minako's surprised arms.  "I caught it.  I CAUGHT IT!  Yippee!" yelled Minako. Soon the guys all gathered for Mamoru's tossing of the garter after he had slowly removed it from Usagi's leg, grinning like a baka.  He tossed it backwards, the garter landing on a 15 year old Shingo. Bawdy music played as a red faced Shingo pushed the garter up to mid-thigh level on a blushing Minako.  Everyone applauded them when they were done, except his girlfriend, Unazuki, who silently fumed. When it was time for the father-daughter dance, everyone became misty eyed as "Butterfly Kisses" played from the loudspeaker.  "I love you, Daddy," said Usagi.  "I don't care how old you get," began Kenji, "You will always be my little girl." Hours later, everyone left, a smile on their faces, including Mamoru and Usagi, who rushed to catch their 6'o clock flight to Hawaii. ~*~*~*~ At midnight, Mamoru walked Usagi up to their hotel room, carrying her over the threshold.  'Mamoru wasn't kidding.  This is the nicest suite in Hawaii,' thought Usagi. "Mamo-chan!  Look at the view!" she said, rushing towards the balcony. The suite overlooked a scenic view of the beach. Suddenly, Usagi had an idea.  "Mamo-chan," she called seductively.  Mamoru's heart beat faster.  "Yes, Usako?" "I want you to draw me." Mamoru sweatdropped.  Draw her?  On their wedding night? "Wearing this," said Usagi, pulling out the diamond necklace. "OK," said Mamoru, still confused. "Wearing...only this." she said.  She walked over to the window and closed the curtains.  Then she slowly removed her clothing and put on the necklace.  She then reclined on the bed. Mamoru gasped.  What he saw was no less than spectacular.  He got out Usagi's sketchbook and did his best to capture every curve of Usagi's purely feminine body, her long legs and round breasts, and her silky hair which cascaded freely down her back. The last pencil stroke completed, he presented his picture to Usagi. She gasped as she saw how perfectly he had captured her on paper, wearing nothing except the diamond necklace and a seductive smile. "Now we're both in my sketchbook," murmured Usagi, drawing Mamoru into her arms. ~*~*~*~ The sun's rays peeked through the curtains.  Usagi snuggled closer to Mamoru under the sheets.  "Good morning, Mrs. Chiba," he said, kissing her hair.  "Good morning, Mr. Chiba," said Usagi, her finger playing on Mamoru's bare chest.  They had been married four years now, and Usagi found herself falling more and more in love with her husband every day.  Mamoru felt the same way.  When he thought he couldn't love his bride any more than he did, she did something that made him smile, feeling safe and vulnerable at the same time. "I know what you're thinking," said Mamoru. "What am I thinking?" Usagi asked, an innocent expression on her face. "You're thinking you're going to get what you want." "Am I?" Usagi asked coyly. "Well, you're right," he said, pulling the sheets up over them. "Mommy, Daddy!" cried a pink haired toddler, bouncing on the bed. "Yes, Chibi Usa?" asked Mamoru. "It's time to make me breakfast!  I want pancakes!  With lots of chocolate chips!" she shrieked. "OK, OK.  Let Daddy get dressed and he'll make you some pancakes," said Mamoru. "Yeah!" shouted Chibi Usa.  "PANCAKES!" They ate breakfast in front of the TV, watching Saturday morning cartoons with their daughter.  "Look, Mommy!  It's Sailor Moon!" she said.  She watched Sailor Moon make her speech, and Chibi Usa said the ending along with her, "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" Usagi laughed.  "Geez, was I really that corny, Hon?" Usagi asked Mamoru.  They had told each other their past identities the morning after their wedding.  "It gets worse," said Mamoru, groaning as he listened to his anime counterpart give his obligatory youma speech. "I love Sailor Moon.  She's the coolest! "Chibi Usa said, oblivious to her parents. her red eyes wide. "She's pretty amazing, isn't she?" asked Mamoru. "Yea!" squealed Chibi Usa. Hours later, when Chibi Usa had settled down for her afternoon nap, Usagi went to her studio, drawing in her sketchbook. Mamoru came in and peeked over her shoulder. "Is that us?" he asked. "Yep." "Are we kissing?" "I don't know.  Maybe," she said, putting down her sketchbook, pulling Mamoru's face down to hers. Mamoru grinned at his wife after they were done kissing.  He couldn't be happier.   Each day was another gift from God, another chance to show his Usako how much he loved her.  And he finally had the family he had been missing all his life.  He counted himself extremely blessed.  He couldn't ask for more. ~*~*~*~ Lady Aisheteru:  Th-th-th-th That's all, folks!  Let me know what you think!