MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; name="time.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Disposition: inline; filename="time.txt" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author:Kurisutaru email:kurisutaru_faithful@lunap.com Title: It's Time Chapter: Short Story Rated:PG Gendre:Alt Reality Disclaimer: hey lawyers! It' me again! *groan* Hey! I heard that! I just thought I'd remind you....I dun own sailormoon...but I do own the story...*mumble* *mumble* *one lawyer whispers, "she's said this a thousand times!!!"* H---------------------------------------- Hey! you...yeah you Mr. Lawyer....you want a piece of me?!..... MWHAHHAHHAHHAAHAHAH....... Thanks: ^_^ thanks!.....hahahah.....errr...cough cough....seriously....YOU GALS ARE THE BEST sniff sniff...I dunno what to do with out ya!!! ~.^ Summary: After the Big Break-up Usagi decides to see a physiatrist and finally move on... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Crazy Author~~ "Usagi, it's time, don't hold it in yourself anymore. You have to let go. You know it's for your own good." Ami for once strongly commanded Usagi. Usagi looked over, pale, cold, and sick of crying. "You know what Ami. I think you are right, but how am I going to do it?" Ami sighed, and went through her school bag, and produced a white card. "Doctor Fujiwara worked with my mother sometime ago. He's a very good psychiatrist he can help you through this Usagi." Usagi weakly slipped the card from Ami's small hand. She blankly starred at it. "I guess I could try." Ami smiled a little, "Don't worry Usagi Doctor Fujiwara is a very kind, humorous, old man." Usagi smiled as best as she could. "Thank you Ami." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Usagi~~ I sat shuffling my feet across the ground nervously. The Doctor was sitting accross from me, waiting for me to begin. "He broke my heart" I sighed. "Is that so?" The Doctor inquired. > >"Doctor, why do you bother to ask that question?" I narrowed my eyes in annoyance, How can he ask such a insensitive question? > >>"Trade Secret" He chuckled. > >>I sat up from the chair and tilted my head to the physiatrist. The doctor has his feet put up on the coffee table shirt and coat crinkled, his black scrawny hair was practically on ends. His eyes finally acknowledged me. >> >>"Please sit back down, Ms Tsukino, and continue please." > >>I sigh, wondering about this doctor that Ami directed me to. >"I met him, one day in junior high, he was a senior. He collided into me, and he yelled at me! I met him constantly, he was rude, inconsiderate, and an "A" class concealed jerk. Called me names like--" >> >>"Meatball Head" The Doctor plainly bit out. >> >>I glanced over to the doctor again, "How did you--?" >> >>A quirky smile peer over his tired and worn face, "First name that came to mind when you walked in." >> >>I narrowed my eyes at him, but continued. >>"It was hate at first sight, and love at second. I felt like we've been together for eternity, and more. We lived through collage apart and he returned and we were happily together again, we were inseparable. We were going to grow old together, have children together, he said he was going to marry me. So I thought. One day, he told me, he didn't love me anymore, and may never had. All those years, were nothing to him." I didn't notice the tears coming out of my eyes the doctor stopped writing and handed me the box of Kleenexes. I blew my nose, and sniffled till I regained control. "So doctor, I'm here because, I want to forget him, and finally move on and--and--" My voice quivered and the tears appeared again, and I cried out in a strained whisper, "Good Bye." He removed his glasses and looked to my direction. "Ah, I see Ms. Tsukino. If you want my opinion. What the heck are you doing here spending your hard earned cash just to tell a shrink you want to let your ex-boyfriend go?" His eyebrows were raised, and the smile was back. The nerve of the man! I practically stood up, and looked the doctor in the eye. "You inconsiderate jerk! Who the heck gave you your freaking diploma? How could my friend actually recommend you? AND WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!" The doctor was practically kneeling over from laughing so hard. Fuming with my arms and folded chin pointed high and away from him, I waited for him to recover. He finally stopped. "Has anyone ever told you, you're adorable when you're pissed off?" I blinked cluelessly, "Wah?!" His eyes grew serious and hazy. Suddenly he was very close to me, too close. Then he grabbed me into a kiss. I was in shock, I didn't know what was going on. The kiss, was unlike any kiss that...That *he* gave me. Reality returned. What am I doing? I'm wrapped in the arms of my physiatrist. I push him away and jump to my feet. "Doctor Fujiwara?" I quietly pleaded for an answer. But I didn't wait for one. I just took my jacked and ran away no longer wallowing in my pain from, from that-- JERK! I took the elevator and paced quickly to my car. I didn't realize my hands were shaking, I fumbled with the keys. A warm strong hand grabs my hand with the keys. I look up to the bluest eyes, bluer than--his. He smiled, that smile. "Before you leave, how about we go out for a cup of coffee? My treat." I numbly nodded 'yes', because I knew that I was in no condition to drive. We walked silently to a nearby tiny coffee shop a block away. We sat down and ordered. I ordered Hot Chocolate, while he ordered black coffee, no sugar, and no milk. It is now that I realized that he was able to make me forget *him*, and the pain only to have me thinking the crazy situation I'm in. Silence fell between us again. I looked at him curiously closer. He really wasn't bad looking, just over hours make him look tired and old. But his eyes were sparkling and alert. He was young, he looked a little over my age. He was very tall, and sleek. Thinking back, to when Ami was describing him. Nothing too specific, just very kind, humorous, old man. OLD MAN?! This can't be Doctor Fujiwara! "WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!?" I suddenly burst out. It was the quirky smile again, "Ah, so Meatball Head. You figured it out." I eyed him carefully, "Tell me, who are you?" He held his hand out to shake, "Nice to meet you to Ms. Usagi Tsukino, my name is Mamoru Chiba, I own the hospital you just ran out of. I was Seiya's best friend from High School. I came up with the name Meatball Head you see, or really, Odango Atama." He pauses to grin, "When I saw your file, I was... intrigued to see it. So I told Doctor Fujiwara to take the hour off, so that you would be my patient. Don't worry though, I am a certified Physiatrist." I was wide-eyed and completely stunned, yes, I did briefly remember a Mamoru Chiba when Seiya was introducing his friends in high school... BUT THIS GUY IS INSANE! I stormed out of the cafe, not even waiting for my cocoa to come, as when I stormed out, I was screaming, "MAMORU CHIBA, YOU ARE ONE PSYCHO BASTARD!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Crazy Author~~ And she was gone, just like that. Mamoru was in sheer glee like a boy on Christmas morning. Bright-eyed 100% genuine smile was set on his face. No one ever had seen him like this. The waitress came with his coffee and cautiously slipped his coffee on the table before scurrying away. He held his coffee up to his lips, and before taking a sip, made a single comment. "No matter, I have waited this long. One more day won't hurt, to win her over." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SO?!...What did you think?!....Should there be a sequel?!....comments please ^_^ ARIGATOU!!!!