Title: "I'm Bringing You with Me!"
Author: Marie J.W.
Chapter: Epilogue
Email: [email protected]
It's done! I'm sooo happy! I hope everyone has enjoyed it so far! This
is the last chapter but it might not be the end of this story. I have
been thinking of writing a Sequel to this. Oh, well who knows!
Kay, it's up to you and don't forget to email!
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He had better leave me alone!
Tuxedo Mask stood three feet in front of me, looking as imposing as
ever.
"I told you I didn't want to see you again." I said as calmly as
possible.
"You gave me no choice." his voice was final. Since when did he feel
that he was the one with the upper hand? Men and their pride!
I glared at him. He didn't understand how hard this was.
"Don't give me that look." He demanded, "I came here to help you."
"I don't want your-"
"I don't care." He took a step forward. I took a step back. "Besides,
who said I was doing this for you?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"There are millions of people at stake here. If you just choose to up
and quit Sailor Moon they suffer and I can't let that happen."
So, he doesn't care... No, he cares, just not about me. Of course, why
should I blame him? I did hurt him.
I looked up at him. At that moment, it didn't seem possible to hurt
his feelings. He was determined and his mind was set. He wouldn't let
anything get to him.
How could he just mask his feeling like that?! Why does he always manage
to make me look weak? His confidence always seemed to bring me down
yet... yet...
I shook my head.
"What do you want from me?"
He started, surprised at my question.
I saw several emotions fly past his eyes. He blinked them away and his
eyes became just as cold and unfeeling as when he came.
"You need to go."
That brought me back to what I was thinking about before.
"I can't..." I looked down at my red boots.
"You CAN." His voice was hard but I still heard the pain behind it, "No
matter what you 'can'." He did know what it was like...
I bit my lip as it started to quiver. I wouldn't cry in front of him.
He didn't know how much I wanted to help, to continue helping. Sure, in
the beginning, I hated being Sailor Moon but now... it's different.
Still, I can't help! My powers... I can't use them now. I've abused
them.
He stepped up to me. I shivered.
He put his hand under my chin and brought my eyes up to look at him,
"I trust you." he whispered. My eyes went wide. His eyes were serious
and... -I swallowed- loving.
I pulled my chin away from his hand and looked down again, "I don't
deserve your trust." I worked all this time to get his trust and now I
just threw it away by... by...
"Don't you?" He asked, "You've worked hard for it."
I started to cry.
"I trust you Sailor Moon." he whispered again, "And now you have to
trust me."
"Trust you?" my voice was quiet.
He was silent.
"Tuxedo Mask?" I looked up.
"I've been awful and I don't deserve your trust... at all... but I need it."
He took a deep breath, "I need it."
He... he needed me? My heart fluttered.
He might hurt you again.
Does it matter?
He might hurt you again.
Do you care?
He might hurt you again.
I looked up at him, "Do you promise... never... to leave me like that again?"
I could trust him, if he was good enough to trust me... especially after
all that I had done.
He looked strait into my eyes before taking off his mask.
"Yes."
It seemed too simple.
"How can I know that?" I asked more to myself then to him.
"Because- next time I'll just bring you with Me." he smiled.
I shook my head, "But there's not going to be a next time!"
He shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, then IF there is a next time, I will bring
you with me. Satisfied?"
"For now."
Tuxedo Mask turned serious, "Your friends need you."
I looked down. Could I do it? Sammy said I could, Darien said I could,
the scouts said I could, hey, even Luna said I could. I took a deep breath
and looked up at Tuxedo Mask. His white mask was back in place.
"Can I do this by myself?"
"No." he took my hand and squeezed it, "You can do this with your scouts...
and your protector."
I gave him a weak smile and gripped his hand, "As long as you're there."
He smiled that beautiful smile of his. Did he know how much his trust
and his strength meant to me?
We started walking.
"Can I ask one question before we go?" he stopped.
"Sure." I looked up at him curious. I knew I told the scouts I'd been there
in fifteen minutes but I doubted they would need my help that bad. The
scouts could do quiet a bit on their own now, without me there to finish
the youma off. For now though, my thoughts were on the man standing in
front of me.
"I have a confession to make."
"I thought you said you had a question, not a confession."
"Well, both."
"Okay, so?"
"The day you kissed me."
I blushed but let him continue.
"I just have to let you know, I... wanted you to kiss you, I wanted
you to confess that you were 'there' for me. I didn't mean to scare
you."
"But... you..."
"Forget every stupid thing I said. I didn't mean any of it."
He looked down at me seriously before slowly leaning towards me;
putting one gloved hand on my cheek. His lips hovered above mine, "I've
wanted to kiss you for so long... - will you...?"
My eyes closed and I tipped my head up, "Yes..." I barely whispered my
answer to his question before his lips claimed mine. His kisses were soft
and sweet, I couldn't help but sigh. He held me tighter in response. Ummm...
I could get used to these.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard a slight beeping sound.
Funny, somehow I thought you were supposed to hear bells when you kiss
the one you love.
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Final Wishes - Three Days Later:
I know you're probably wondering what in the heck happened at the fight I
was so determined to get into to! Well, then again maybe I wasn't
that determined but I was trying to be! The fight was like all the rest
except, more emotional then others. Every time I turned my back, I felt
like Jerry Mamga was staring me in the back, daring me to use my powers
for evil. I won't! I refuse to give in to that dark side that seems buried
in the back of my head. I hate it. However, I'll get over it or at least
conquer it in time. I have a feeling my... experience will make me stronger,
and for that I am grateful.
This month has been hell! I've gone through so much I can't even think about
it all right now. The gun shots, the emotional breakdowns, the tears,
the shock... everything, was all too... too crazy! Sometimes I don't think
it happened to me, but to someone else, on a movie or something. Then I
look deep inside and I KNOW it happened to me.
I'm sitting in the graveyard on a rock. Several gravestones surround me
looking sorrowful. They died.
I feel tears trying to spring up.
However, MY parents didn't and MY Darien didn't. It is so strange to think
back and remember looking down at my parent's gravestones and crying over
them. I wish I knew they were alive then. All the heartache...
The sun is out, shinning trough the heavy trees. I smile and stand up. I'm
glad things are all right.
I chuckle to myself. Darien was right. In the end, things always find
their place.
"Hey, Serena!"
I looked up. Lita stood in front of Darien's car in her green silk dress,
waving at me, "We're going to be late for the wedding!"
I asked Darien to stop here. I wanted to look back and just... give a
final goodbye to the place that used to offer me peace. However, I'm
glad I don't need this kind of peace anymore. I have Darien and I have
my family.
I take one last look around before walking to the car.
Lita quickly gets in the back seat of the dark blue car. I slide into the
front.
"Are you okay?" Darien asks.
I smile at him. He looks great in his black tuxedo. "I'm great."
He smiles back. I love that heart-stopping smile of his!
"Then lets get to Molly's wedding." he puts the car into drive and we
pull out.
Two years ago I wouldn't have believed any of this was possible. But now
I know, anything is possible, if you only believe in yourself...
and your friends.
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The End
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yep... yep... yep... it's done! I know it was short but what can you
expect when I've written fourteen-page chapter so far in this story! Gosh,
this thing was long!
Thank for reading minna-chan! And thanks for your emails!
By the way, there 'might' be a sequel. Just a thought for those that
are interested.
Ooo... and visit my site: http://www.mariejwfanfics.homestead.com
Author: Marie J.W.
Chapter: Epilogue
Email: [email protected]
It's done! I'm sooo happy! I hope everyone has enjoyed it so far! This
is the last chapter but it might not be the end of this story. I have
been thinking of writing a Sequel to this. Oh, well who knows!
Kay, it's up to you and don't forget to email!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He had better leave me alone!
Tuxedo Mask stood three feet in front of me, looking as imposing as
ever.
"I told you I didn't want to see you again." I said as calmly as
possible.
"You gave me no choice." his voice was final. Since when did he feel
that he was the one with the upper hand? Men and their pride!
I glared at him. He didn't understand how hard this was.
"Don't give me that look." He demanded, "I came here to help you."
"I don't want your-"
"I don't care." He took a step forward. I took a step back. "Besides,
who said I was doing this for you?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"There are millions of people at stake here. If you just choose to up
and quit Sailor Moon they suffer and I can't let that happen."
So, he doesn't care... No, he cares, just not about me. Of course, why
should I blame him? I did hurt him.
I looked up at him. At that moment, it didn't seem possible to hurt
his feelings. He was determined and his mind was set. He wouldn't let
anything get to him.
How could he just mask his feeling like that?! Why does he always manage
to make me look weak? His confidence always seemed to bring me down
yet... yet...
I shook my head.
"What do you want from me?"
He started, surprised at my question.
I saw several emotions fly past his eyes. He blinked them away and his
eyes became just as cold and unfeeling as when he came.
"You need to go."
That brought me back to what I was thinking about before.
"I can't..." I looked down at my red boots.
"You CAN." His voice was hard but I still heard the pain behind it, "No
matter what you 'can'." He did know what it was like...
I bit my lip as it started to quiver. I wouldn't cry in front of him.
He didn't know how much I wanted to help, to continue helping. Sure, in
the beginning, I hated being Sailor Moon but now... it's different.
Still, I can't help! My powers... I can't use them now. I've abused
them.
He stepped up to me. I shivered.
He put his hand under my chin and brought my eyes up to look at him,
"I trust you." he whispered. My eyes went wide. His eyes were serious
and... -I swallowed- loving.
I pulled my chin away from his hand and looked down again, "I don't
deserve your trust." I worked all this time to get his trust and now I
just threw it away by... by...
"Don't you?" He asked, "You've worked hard for it."
I started to cry.
"I trust you Sailor Moon." he whispered again, "And now you have to
trust me."
"Trust you?" my voice was quiet.
He was silent.
"Tuxedo Mask?" I looked up.
"I've been awful and I don't deserve your trust... at all... but I need it."
He took a deep breath, "I need it."
He... he needed me? My heart fluttered.
He might hurt you again.
Does it matter?
He might hurt you again.
Do you care?
He might hurt you again.
I looked up at him, "Do you promise... never... to leave me like that again?"
I could trust him, if he was good enough to trust me... especially after
all that I had done.
He looked strait into my eyes before taking off his mask.
"Yes."
It seemed too simple.
"How can I know that?" I asked more to myself then to him.
"Because- next time I'll just bring you with Me." he smiled.
I shook my head, "But there's not going to be a next time!"
He shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, then IF there is a next time, I will bring
you with me. Satisfied?"
"For now."
Tuxedo Mask turned serious, "Your friends need you."
I looked down. Could I do it? Sammy said I could, Darien said I could,
the scouts said I could, hey, even Luna said I could. I took a deep breath
and looked up at Tuxedo Mask. His white mask was back in place.
"Can I do this by myself?"
"No." he took my hand and squeezed it, "You can do this with your scouts...
and your protector."
I gave him a weak smile and gripped his hand, "As long as you're there."
He smiled that beautiful smile of his. Did he know how much his trust
and his strength meant to me?
We started walking.
"Can I ask one question before we go?" he stopped.
"Sure." I looked up at him curious. I knew I told the scouts I'd been there
in fifteen minutes but I doubted they would need my help that bad. The
scouts could do quiet a bit on their own now, without me there to finish
the youma off. For now though, my thoughts were on the man standing in
front of me.
"I have a confession to make."
"I thought you said you had a question, not a confession."
"Well, both."
"Okay, so?"
"The day you kissed me."
I blushed but let him continue.
"I just have to let you know, I... wanted you to kiss you, I wanted
you to confess that you were 'there' for me. I didn't mean to scare
you."
"But... you..."
"Forget every stupid thing I said. I didn't mean any of it."
He looked down at me seriously before slowly leaning towards me;
putting one gloved hand on my cheek. His lips hovered above mine, "I've
wanted to kiss you for so long... - will you...?"
My eyes closed and I tipped my head up, "Yes..." I barely whispered my
answer to his question before his lips claimed mine. His kisses were soft
and sweet, I couldn't help but sigh. He held me tighter in response. Ummm...
I could get used to these.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard a slight beeping sound.
Funny, somehow I thought you were supposed to hear bells when you kiss
the one you love.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Final Wishes - Three Days Later:
I know you're probably wondering what in the heck happened at the fight I
was so determined to get into to! Well, then again maybe I wasn't
that determined but I was trying to be! The fight was like all the rest
except, more emotional then others. Every time I turned my back, I felt
like Jerry Mamga was staring me in the back, daring me to use my powers
for evil. I won't! I refuse to give in to that dark side that seems buried
in the back of my head. I hate it. However, I'll get over it or at least
conquer it in time. I have a feeling my... experience will make me stronger,
and for that I am grateful.
This month has been hell! I've gone through so much I can't even think about
it all right now. The gun shots, the emotional breakdowns, the tears,
the shock... everything, was all too... too crazy! Sometimes I don't think
it happened to me, but to someone else, on a movie or something. Then I
look deep inside and I KNOW it happened to me.
I'm sitting in the graveyard on a rock. Several gravestones surround me
looking sorrowful. They died.
I feel tears trying to spring up.
However, MY parents didn't and MY Darien didn't. It is so strange to think
back and remember looking down at my parent's gravestones and crying over
them. I wish I knew they were alive then. All the heartache...
The sun is out, shinning trough the heavy trees. I smile and stand up. I'm
glad things are all right.
I chuckle to myself. Darien was right. In the end, things always find
their place.
"Hey, Serena!"
I looked up. Lita stood in front of Darien's car in her green silk dress,
waving at me, "We're going to be late for the wedding!"
I asked Darien to stop here. I wanted to look back and just... give a
final goodbye to the place that used to offer me peace. However, I'm
glad I don't need this kind of peace anymore. I have Darien and I have
my family.
I take one last look around before walking to the car.
Lita quickly gets in the back seat of the dark blue car. I slide into the
front.
"Are you okay?" Darien asks.
I smile at him. He looks great in his black tuxedo. "I'm great."
He smiles back. I love that heart-stopping smile of his!
"Then lets get to Molly's wedding." he puts the car into drive and we
pull out.
Two years ago I wouldn't have believed any of this was possible. But now
I know, anything is possible, if you only believe in yourself...
and your friends.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The End
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yep... yep... yep... it's done! I know it was short but what can you
expect when I've written fourteen-page chapter so far in this story! Gosh,
this thing was long!
Thank for reading minna-chan! And thanks for your emails!
By the way, there 'might' be a sequel. Just a thought for those that
are interested.
Ooo... and visit my site: http://www.mariejwfanfics.homestead.com