*Disclaimer: Santa, Santa...where art thou?
For Christmas, I want to own BSSM. ::large
man walks in and whaps author on head::
Santa: Christmas was over months ago. It's
my vacation time. Leave me alone. ::walks
off::
RS: ::rubs head:: Grouchy old prick...
Santa: THAT'S IT! You're getting coal next
Christmas! ::disappears again::
RS: ::snickers:: Good...I'll use it to set
jolly old fatso there on fire!!! Oh yeah...
I don't own Sailor Moon...at least, not yet!
::evil grin:: We'll see what happens next
Christmas!

Medical Miracle
Chapter 15: Voices from the Past...
By: The Rose Society
Rating: PG-13
Email: EtrlSlrMn@aol.com
http://www.geocities.com/the_rose_society/

	Mamoru was in heaven. He had to be
in heaven because never in his life had he
imagined himself in this situation: in the
middle of an empty graveyard, kissing the
early morning lights outta a gorgeous blonde.

	The Voice waved its arm around. 'I
HAVE!!!' It began ticking off situations on
its fingers. 'I've imagined kissing Usagi at
the beach, in the car, in our apartment...'

	*WHAP*

	Self-Control grinned and waved with
its free hand at the readers, the other
holding onto a now dented frying pan.

	Floating...Mamoru was on cloud nine.

	Seventh heaven.

	Kissing heaven.

	*Sigh*

	Usako heaven. He could swear that he
could hear little golden harps being played
by dozens of tenshis, all resembling Usagi.
The little tenshis were all sitting upon an
airy white cloud, dressed in little white
togas while strumming their harps. With that
wonderful sunny smile, the little tenshis
began to float around Mamoru's swimming head.

	Unfortunately, unseen in Mamoru's
blissful world, there was a enemy approaching.
A little SD devil, dressed in a black ninja
suit and holding a pitchfork appeared. The
devil popped all the clouds of the tenshis,
causing them to squeal and disappear. As the
last tenshi disappeared, it saw the ninja
remove its hood, revealing two little pink
cones. Grinning, the little devil promptly
moved away from Mamoru's head, leaving a
gaping Self-Control and Voice, and headed
down Mamoru's body, past the arms, past the
hips and stopped near the shins.

	Eyes widening, the Voice and
Self-Control began to wave their hands
frantically. Ignoring their pleas, the devil,
smiling her devilish grin, readied her
pitchfork, and with a mighty grunt, jabbed
it into Mamoru's shin.

	"...ITAI!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

	Rudely jerked from his dream, Mamoru
pulled away from Usagi to look for who had
kicked his shin. Looking around, he saw no
one.

	*PAIN* cried his nerves again.

	"Kuso!" yelled Mamoru as he clutched
his other injured leg and hopped up and down.

	Sluggishly emerging from the
kiss-induced fog, Usagi looked down. Hugging
her leg was a glaring Chibi-Usa.

	"NANI TEN YO," growled Chibi-Usa at
Mamoru, who had finally stopped hopping.
"What are you doing to my Usagi-onee-chan?"

	Clenching his fist, Mamoru glared
back at the little girl. "It's none of your
business! Shouldn't you be at school right
now, little girl?" Darn her for having a
kick a mule would be proud of.

	"It's the weekend, baka! I don't
have school today," shouted Chibi-Usa as
she blew a raspberry at him. Then, she
tugged on Usagi's clothes. "Usagi-onee-chan,
did he hurt you? If he did, I'll kick him
again! No one hurts my onee-chan and gets
away with it!"

	Usagi smothered a giggle. It wouldn't
do to hurt the feelings of either party
involved. "Iie, Chibi-Usa, Mamoru-kun here
didn't hurt me. Arigato for trying to protect
me." Chibi-Usa swelled with pride as Mamoru
snorted in derision. Glancing at her watch,
she continued, "Ne, Chibi-Usa-chan, what are
you doing up so early on a weekend?

	"I was going to my new friend's
house when I saw Chiba-san attacking you,"
replied Chibi-Usa with concerned eyes. "I
didn't want him to hurt you so I came over
to make sure you were ok."

	Smiling, Usagi knelt so that she
could look Chibi-Usa in the eye. "Daijobu,
Chibi-Usa-chan. Mamoru-kun and I were
having a conversation. Shinpaishinai! Why
don't you head on over to your friend's
house so that she doesn't get worried about
you. Afterwards, why don't you come to my
house for dinner?"

	Chibi-Usa nodded ecstatically.
Taking two steps, she remembered why she had
come here in the first place. Shooting a
warning glance at Mamoru, she said, "Better
be nice to her, Chiba-san! Or else, Dr. Hongo
and I will be very unhappy with you!" Seeing
Mamoru flinch, Chibi-Usa happily bounced off,
tossing a cheery wave to Usagi.

	Usagi smiled at Mamoru, who was busy
mumbling to himself under his breath. "Don't
be so mad, Mamoru-kun. Chibi-Usa is just a
little over-protective of her friends. Be
nicer to her and I'm sure she'll come around."

	Mamoru grumbled something about a pink
head and a cheese grater before facing Usagi.
"Let's forget about Chibi-Usa, Usagi, and
talk about what happened before she came."

	Immediately, Usagi sobered up. "Mamoru,
I..."

	Mamoru raised his hand. "Usako, onegai,
let me speak." Taking a shuddering breath,
Mamoru tried to place his feelings into words,
a hard feat for a man who had bottled them up
for so long. "Usako, I've known you for a long
time. When we first met, you had this light
in your eyes. Whenever I saw you, I felt great
no matter what kind of day I had. Demo now,
that light has grown dim. Usako, you said that
you didn't want anyone to mourn you when you
die." Grabbing her hand, he placed it over his
rapidly beating heart. "I loved you from the
moment I met you, Usako. The heart that beats
in my body is not mine, Usako. It's yours."

	Usagi felt her defenses begin to
crumble. Her icy walls were melting from the
heat of Mamoru's love, the heat of THEIR love.

	"It's always been you, Tsukino Usagi.
From the moment I drew my first breath, it's
been you. Time is short for every person on
this planet. How can you, the girl who faced
life with so much passion and bravery deny
herself the experience of love? You were meant
to love and to be loved, Usako. I don't care
if our moments together are short. Onegai,
let yourself love. Let yourself be loved,
Usako. Don't push me away..." Mamoru finished
with a whisper, tears cascading down his
cheeks. 'Onegai, let her say yes. I don't
think I could take it if she said no...' he
thought.

	Usagi stared into his blue eyes, eyes
that were like her own, swimming in tears.
She did love him, no matter how many times she
tried to deny it. But...but, she was going to
die. How could she put him through that, put
anyone through it? Shaking, Usagi opened her
mouth to say no when a memory suddenly flashed
through her mind.

*Flashback*

	She was only six years old but already
she was running all over the playground. She
was so proud that she had climbed all the way
to the top of the jungle gym.

	"Usagi-chan, it's time to go home now,"
called Kenji. It was his day off and he offered
to take the kids out to the park so that Ikuko
could have a day off. He was standing by the
edge of the playground, the sleeping Shingo
already in the stroller ready to leave.

	"Coming, otou-san," called Usagi. She
went to the side of the contraption, trying to
figure out a way to climb down. But when she
looked over the side, she finally realized how
high up she was. 'Ground looks awfully hard,'
she thought. Frightened, she clung to the bars,
unable to move.

	"Usagi, hurry up!"

	Tearfully, Usagi looked at her father.
"I can't, otou-san. Kowaii!!!"

	Kenji shook his head and headed toward
his daughter. "Daijobu, Usagi-chan. I'm right
here. I won't let anything happen to you."

	Reaching out, Usagi tried to get her
father to carry her off the jungle gym. But he
did not reach out for her.

	"Iie, Usagi-chan," he said. "I know
that you're afraid. Demo you can't go through
life being afraid of things. If you do, you'll
miss out on some of the best things in life."

	Nodding, Usagi wiped her tears on her
sleeve and slowly climbed her way down the
jungle gym. Grinning triumphantly, she hugged
her father.

	"My brave little Usagi, I'm so proud
of you!" Kenji congratulated his daughter as
they, along with Shingo, headed back home.

*End Flashback*

	Mamoru felt his heart skip a beat
when he saw that Usagi was beginning to say
something. But she said nothing as her mind
seemed to float away for a second. His heart,
reminded by his brain that it better start
pumping again, beat faster, anxious for the
news.

	He had not long to wait.

	"Iie, Mamoru-kun," Usagi said.

	EEEP! His heart was going into cardiac
arrest. 'She said no,' whispered the Voice,
trying to comprehend what her words said.

	But before Mamoru fainted into a pale
lump at her feet, Usagi placed her hands gently
on his cheeks. "Iie, Mamo-chan, I won't push
you away any more. Aishiteru, Mamo-chan," she
whispered before she claimed his lips with her
own in a sweet kiss. It was a kiss of promise,
of hope, of love triumphant...

	'They were right,' she thought. 'I
can't let myself be frightened of what may
happen but plunge right in. I've missed so
many things because of this cancer, but I
won't miss anything anymore.' As Mamoru
wrapped her within his arms, all thought
flew into the wind.

	Two vague figures, watching the couple,
held each other tightly. She was back again,
their beloved daughter. Smiling, they wished
the new couple well. As they faded away to
nothingness, their last thought was of their
daughter...

	'...your mother and I will always
be proud of you...'

Translations:
	aishiteru- I love you
	demo- but
	iie- no
	kowaii- I'm scared
	kuso- curse word
	nani ten yo- what are you thinking?!
	onegai- please
	otou-san- father
	shinpaishinai- don't be worried

Author Notes:

	^^; Sorry for the long wait. Anyhoo,
a BIG thanks to Kel, who shared her wonderful
BSSM tapes with me, and Bejiin, who helped
tweak my Japanese. Of course, any remaining
mistakes are my fault entirely =)
Until the next chapter...

~The moonlight carries the message of love.~
~Tsuki no hikari wa ai no message.~