Disclaimer:  Eh, not I Told You So but its something. =)  I do not own 
Sailor Moon or the rights to this song, which can be accredited to 
Blink 182.  I'm making no profit off of this, its just for fun and 
standard disclaimers apply to both parties.  Please don't sue me! LOL  
Umm, I edited the f-word out in two places so I don't have to rate 
this R.  I'm not trying to alter anything, just wanted to make the 
story more accessible to people.  Thanks bunches!  Rating : dunno, 
PG now? PG-13? =)


			Story of a Lonely Guy


*Push it out
 fake a smile
 avert disaster
 just in time.*

	Kunzite cursed as he bumped into another pedestrain and his 
overpriced but blessedly caffeine hyped up Starbucks spilled on his 
shirt and burnt his hand.  He started to take a crack at the idiot who 
wasn't watching where he was going but fell silent as the woman he had 
run into turned.  She was beautiful in a way that had nothing to do 
with sex and everything to do with it.  He swallowed, twice, and 
reminded himself to breathe.
	"Sir...?  Sir?  I'm so sorry.  That was totally my fault.  Are 
you all right?"  Kunzite nodded automatically as the girl took his 
coffee from him.
	"Oh, I made you spill it all.  Here, I'll buy you a new one, 
if you'll allow me.  Starbucks is just right around the corner right?"  
He swallowed a thrid time and nodded again.  The girl stopped and 
studied him, light blue eyes darkening for a moment with intensity.  
"Sir?" she asked softly.  
	Kunzite started to talk, stopped, and coughed before managing 
a weak, dazed smile that seemed to reassure the girl.  "That'd be 
wonderful."  The girl beamed.
	"I'm Mina."  He started to shake her hand but stopped and 
allowed his smile to grow as he realized her hands were full, one with 
his half empty coffee, the other with a book that was rather 
familiar.  He dropped his outstretched hand and shrugged sheepishly.
	"I'm Kunzite."  The girl's expression dawned with realization 
as she held up his best selling book questioningly.
	"Yeah," he replied with an easier grin.  "That Kunzite."  
	He ended up buying her coffee.

*I need a drink
 cause in a while
 worthless answers
 from friends of mine.*

	He sat on his balcony, coffee in his hands as he wished for 
something stronger.  He absently identified the stars that filled the 
vaulted sky of crushed black velvet.  Why did he need a drink?  Cause 
of Mina... Mina, the mystery, Mina, the woman, Mina the child, Mina, 
his heart.  
	What did a confirmed bachelor do when he was in love?  He 
didn't know.  All he knew was there was something in him, something 
empty that was full, something dead that was growing, something cold 
that was warm.  Some part of him that responded to her...  To the 
enchantress...

*It's dumb to ask
 cool to ignore
 girls posess me
 but they're never mine*

	Kunzite sighed.  The stars glimmered.  God, what did you do 
when you were in love?  Its not like he hadn't had relationships 
before.  He was a good looking guy with a fair bit of money.  He 
partied hard, played hard, enjoyed his life.  
	He had a new girlfriend every week, every month.  There was 
something satisfying about that kind of life but the satisfaction had 
dulled of late and left something bitter behind.  What was that voice 
inside of him that wanted Mina more as a casual lover, as a woman, as 
a friend?  What part of him longed for eternity?  What part of him 
faced the concept of forever and  tried to embrace it?


*I made my entrance
 avoided hazards
 checked my engine
 i fell behind
 Dada,Dada...
 i fell behind*

	Kunzite padded into the kitchen in his boxers.  He watched 
Mina for a minute as she washed the dished before walking up behind 
her and putting his arms around her waist.  She laughed but didn't 
turn around as he kissed her, first on her cheek, then on her neck, 
then at the spot where the graceful curve of her neck gave away to 
slim shoulders.  
	"I never thought a big white t-shirt could look so good," he 
murmured into her ear.  Mina chuckled and leaned back to kiss him on 
the lips before moving back to the dishes.  She paused for a minute 
though and Kunzite caught the half wistful, half sad look in her 
lovely sapphire eyes.
	"You okay babe?"  Mina turned in his arms but her beautiful 
eyes didn't look at him.
	"What?"  His silver gaze narrowed slightly.
	"You okay?"  She nodded and gave him a lop sided smile.
	"Sure... just thinking."  He nodded and released her.
	"Okay, I'm going to go get dressed.  I have a book signing 
later today."  
	"Sure," she replied and gave him a soft butterfly kiss on his 
cheek before going back to her chore.  Her words didn't reassure him 
though and the look she had worn as she had gazed off into nothing 
followed him uneasily throughout the day.  

*She makes me feel like it's raining outside
 and when the storm's gone, i'm all torn up inside
 i'm alway's nervous on days like this, like the prom.
 I get too scared to move, cause i'm a little boy.*

	Kunzite held Mina close as he listened to the sheets of rain 
hitting the roof and window of their shared apartment.  Mina sighed in 
her sleep and managed to snag half of his covers as she truend in his 
arms.  She was peaceful when she slept.  Her face was open, unguarded, 
serene as she let dreams take her.  But when she was awake?
	She scared him, frightened him because even as he held her it 
was as if she was already gone.  The look he had caught on her face 
that one morning was happening more and more often.  She loved him, 
Kunzite knew women well enough to know that she wasn't lying when she 
told him that.  But Mina wasn't happy.  And Kunzite didn't know what 
to do to make her want to stay with him.
	The rain eased off and then ceased all together, leaving the 
bedroom in errie silence.  Mina sighed in her sleep as she attempted 
to roll away from him.  Kunzite, heart pounding, held her tighter.

*Remember when
 i was in
 the grocery store
 now's my time*

	He held the ring in clenched hand as he and Mina did their 
grocery shopping for the week.  She smiled at an ad and pointed, 
laughing.  He returned her smile as he mentally berrated himself for 
not proposing.  But he was scared.
	What if she said no?  What if she said yes?  He wanted to 
stand by her side for eternity, but eternity as a couple and eternity 
as husband and wife...  He agonzied in silence as they went through 
the store aisle by aisle.      


*lost the words
 lost my nerve
 lost the girl
 left a line
 i would wish
 upon a star
 but that star
 it doesn't shine*

	Kunzite sat on his balcony under the pouring rain.  He was 
soaked to the skin, chilled, but he ignored it all and turned his face to 
the sky.  Storm clouds were gathered over head and their dingy, soot 
grayness blocked out the stars.  
	He bowed his head and blessed the rain.  Tears unashamedly ran 
down his cheeks during the night.  One hand gripped the cold band of gold 
tightly, until the clustered diamonds bit into his palm.  He wept
soundlessly, because he hadn't been able to find the words that he had 
needed to make Mina stay, or the words needed to express his anguish to the 
turbulent sky. 

*so read my book
 with a boring ending
 a short story
 of a lonely guy.*

	Kunzite walked through his apartment, leaving bare, wet footprints 
behind him.  He walked into his small kitchen that doubled as a 
dining room, started to get a microwave dinner, but stopped.  His 
dishes were stacked up in his sink.  Kunzite swallowed and looked 
away.
	He left and walked past his dining room table where his newest book, 
half finished, lay untouched on the table top.  His answering machine 
held ten messages from his publisher.  His book was three months past 
the deadline.  He had no desire to finish it.

*Dada....
 Who fell behind*

	Ironic that a man who wrote for a living couldn't find the 
words needed to keep the only woman he would ever love by his side.  

*She makes me feel like it's raining outside
 and when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
 i'm alway's nervous on days like this, like the prom.
 I get too scared to move, cause i'm a little boy.*

	Kunzite entered his bedroom, their bedroom, and felt more sobs 
rising up, choking him as he fought them back.  There were memories 
where ever he turned, every where he looked.  
	She had stood there, at the bureau as she brushed her long, 
golden hair.  Had stood there, in front of the long full length mirror
and modeled a myriad of dresses and tops for him, giggling all the 
while.  She had pulled the drapes back ever morning and let the 
sunlight spray her beautiful features gold.  
	She had touched every part of his home, and every part of his 
lonely heart. 

*Dada....*

	Mina...

*She makes me feel like it's raining outside
 and when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
 i'm alway's nervous on days like this, like the prom.
 I get too scared to move, cause i'm still just a stupid worthless boy.* 

	'Oh Mina... I love you.'  
	He leaned heavily against the door frame as sobs shook him.  
The rain poured on.


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