The door closed with a soft click behind Usagi. Mamoru noticed, in the shadows of the entrance, her hands tightly gripping her upper arms.

She had yet to say a word to him.

When he had first gotten off the elevator she had been sitting with her back against his door, her arms crossed on her legs.

Her head was down and he saw her tense as she felt his presence in the hallway. She had looked up at him and he pulled in a breath sharply, feeling his heart in his throat. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions, something he had never seen from her before.

Silently he'd pulled her to her feet and unlocked his door leading her inside.

There they stood, facing each other in the darkened apartment.

Usagi stood with her head bowed, body shivering slightly. Mamoru sighed and pulled off his jacket. He took a step forward to drape it around her and noticed her draw back into herself.

"Usagi, what are you doing here? Did something happen?"

She shook her head and looked up at him, reaching for the proffered jacket.

Slipping it around her she shuddered. Mamoru felt his face heat with the small action and he turned into the room running his fingers across his mouth in a nervous gesture.

She came into the room and sat on the sofa.

"I wanted to come tonight to speak with you, Mamoru-san." Usagi knew she was blushing.

"I want to thank you for tutoring me. I know we didn't get very far but I wanted you to know you have helped me."

Mamoru paced behind the chair next to her.

He looked at her sharply then as Usagi stood, letting the jacket slip from her shoulders to pool on the floor. He gulped and let out the breath he was holding.

"I know it is difficult to be around me Mamoru. I am a cry baby and clumsy. I don't get good grades and I am not sophisticated, like some of the girls you know, but I need to tell you something anyway.

Because I don't think I can go on with this tutoring until I tell you this.

You might not want to continue it after what I am about to say but I can't keep this to myself any more."

Usagi gathered herself and took a deep breath. Mamoru felt like he couldn't move as she spoke the next words.

"Mamoru I like you.

You don't have to say anything.

I just want you to know that you have made me want to be near you, you have made me want to be better so that you could at least look my way."

Mamoru was stunned.

Usagi's face was red with embarrassment and she was clasping her hands together so tightly he could see them turning white.

He stepped up to her and took them, rubbing the blood back into her nerveless finger tips. She looked up into his eyes and he felt he could fly.

"Usagi I have taunted you in the past. I have been a fool in the way I acted, to… to get you to notice me."

Usagis eyes became glassy and her breathing came in gasps.

" I am a jerk in the way I have treated you, but every time you looked at me I was glad. I want to be with you Usagi. You have the greatest heart I have ever known, and I want to be the one to care for it."

The tears overflowed from her eyes then, her smile was bright as the moon as she flung herself into his arms.

"There is no way I am letting you go after that Mamo… Mamo-Chan." Usagi said the name softly.

He looked at her blushing face and leaned down to capture her lips in their first kiss.

Usagi melted into his embrace, answering his kiss with her own.

Her hands tangled in his hair and she drew him closer. He nearly lost all thought with her actions.

The feelings washed over them like a tsunami, unstoppable and passionate. They began to lose themselves in the storm of emotions. Letting it carry them out with the tide.

His fingers grazing her face, her body with slight reverence. The kisses trailed down from her lips to her neck and collarbone.

She gasped out with pleasure, throwing her head back to give him greater movement. He captured her earlobe with a nip of his teeth and she drew in a shaky breath that seemed to light an even bigger flame within Mamoru.

He gracelessly pulled her shirt off and threw it away from them. Her hands never seemed to stop touching him. As if her fingertips derived sustenance from it.

Chills shook her body until she couldn't stand.

As her knees buckled Mamoru lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently, still kissing the exposed flesh above her bra.

Usagi was lost in this new sea of raw feeling.

She could only gasp her pleasure of his actions, which spurred him on with greater fervor.

"Tell me if you really want this Usagi. I won't be able to stop after this." Mamoru's voice was different to her now. Filled with seduction and dark pleasure, making her head swim.

"I want you Mamo-Chan. All of you."

The flames consumed him with those words, tumbling from her trembling lips. He ripped away her remaining clothing, and freely gave in to the intensity of their love.

Late into the night their cries of pleasure echoed on the walls of his apartment. The moonlight slipping into the room to bathe them in it's pure light. Blessing them in their love.

Mamoru's hands memorized her body, his eyes her face. Her intrepid touch made him lose himself. Her eyes shone with such love that it nearly choked him with it's power. That night he cried for the first time after so many years of being locked away in a frozen emotional winter.

The morning sun slowly rose over Tokyo. It's golden light spilling into hidden places, chasing away the shadows of the night.

Mamoru awoke to the most glorious feeling of contentment and love he had ever felt. Turning to his side he looked down on the woman that had set his heart free.

Smiling gently he placed his palm on her shoulder, just to touch her, making sure it all was real.

The emotion that filled his deep blue eyes would have made the goddess of love herself take a breath.

He had found devotion. The other half of his soul.

The light of the new day caught itself up in Usagis hair, making it into a river of golden fire.

Mamoru smiled and placed a kiss upon her head.

Usagi sighed deeply in her sleep, a smile dancing on her lips.

He did not want to leave her but, knowing his Usako as he did he stood, pulling on a pair of sweat pants, and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast.

With the dawn came the hope for a new life, filled with the love he had forever yearned for.

And we know it was a love that would save us all in the end.

A/N: Well this is the end of the story I believe. I hope you all enjoyed it at least a little. I want to give one person that reviewed a special insert in my story, so in Chapter three when Mamoru asks himself, what will he do about loving Usagi, that was a nod to PinkSlytherin who left that question in her review of this story. So hope you all liked it and I am on to the next I suppose.