What Men Want by Lady Aisheteru Email: Lady_aisheteru@hotmail.com Website: http://www.oocities.org/anniemaniac_99/index.html Standard disclaimers go here. ~*~ around a person's name denotes point of view.  For example, ~*~Mamoru~*~ denotes Mamoru's POV. ' ' denotes thought. Epilogue ~*~Usagi~*~ After the sun had set and the sky had changed into a starry black, I pulled Rei aside alone.  “You knew all along, didn’t you?” I said. Rei nodded. “So why didn’t you say anything?  You don’t keep things like this from your friends!” I sputtered. “You wouldn’t have believed me anyways.” “Yeah, you’re probably right,” I conceded.  “So, how long will I have this power?” “It leave you the same way it came.” she said. “Ick!  So I’m going to get electrocuted again?” Rei shook her head.  “No, you’ll lose it in your sleep tonight.” “Oh,” I said. “The spirits saw that you and Mamoru were meant to be together.  But they also knew that it would get something drastic to get Mamoru to admit his feelings.  He’s a very guarded man, Usagi.  These kinds of things don’t come easily to him.” I nodded, knowing full well the walls that Mamoru had placed around his soul, and the lengths I had gone to scale those walls. ~*~Mamoru~*~ “Hey, what’s up, Usako?” I asked.  “Anything that I should know about?” “Nah.  Just girl talk,” she said. “Well, Motoki’s come back with my car.  He says he feels awful about the whole thing.” “Riiiiight,” I said.  “I know darned well that you called him on his cell phone and threatened to tell Reika that Motoki saw me naked...and liked it!” she said, smiling impishly. ‘Don’t remind me!’ I thought. Rei raised her eyebrows, as if she didn’t know.  Usagi gave her a look that said that she would explain later. “Well, it’s getting late,” I said.  “Would you like a ride home?” “Are you sure you don’t mind, Rei?” she asked. “Nah,” Rei said.  “Go on.  I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” “OK.  Ja ne!” said Usagi. We drove off into the cool night, talking about everything and nothing at all.  Too soon, we reached her house. “Sweet dreams,” I said after I had walked her to the door. She looked down at the ground and flinched as if I had struck her. “What is it?” I asked, gathering her into my arms. “After tonight, I won’t know what you’re thinking!  It’ll be a blank to me!” she moaned, then started to cry. “My Usako,” I murmured into her hair, inhaling the scent.  “You don’t need to read my thoughts to be sure of my love for you.” “Really?” she asked, looking into my eyes. So I proved it to her, pouring every ounce of love into the kiss. When we had to break apart or die of suffocation, she looked reassured, but she said, “I don’t know if I believe you, koiishi. Maybe another kiss would convince me...” I smiled, only too happy to oblige.  “Goodnight.  Sweet dreams,” I said.  “And I’ll be there for you when you wake up.” And I stuck to my promise.  Five years later, we were married, and every morning, I was by her side when she woke up.  About a year into our marriage, Usagi gave birth to Chibi Usa, the adorable pink haired, red eyed product of our loving union.  And even though she could no longer read my thoughts, she didn’t have to anymore.  My eyes always gave it away, when I thanked God every day for blessing me with Usagi.  My Usagi. Lady Aisheteru: Well, that's it.