Black Celebration

BY : cheebs
Category: Sailor Moon > General
Dragon prints: 5883
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

title: Black Celebration
author: cheebs!
email: chbkamen@optonline.net
rating: R
chara: Rei/Usagi/Mamoru
disclaimer: Chara aren't mine.


Ten minutes to midnight. Ten minutes, and I'm on my fifth glass of champagne. I knew I shouldn't have come. I can be such a masochist sometimes. I knew seeing them together would be torture...such exquisite torture....

Damn, I've drained my glass again and I still hurt. Another refill? Of course, there's still time before the New Year and I may yet work up the courage.

I wonder if they can feel my eyes on them as they dance, twirling away what remains of the past. I wonder...I wonder if they think of me when they're with each other. I wonder if her eyes turn a dark shade of violet, or if his hair grows a few feet. I dream of them. My nights are filled with eyes of blue and hair of gold or jet...with skin porcelain or lightly tanned pressed against mine. Many mornings I wake, my hand still between my thighs, the bed beneath me soaked from my thoughts.

I wake, and neither is there.

Two minutes, and I'm on my seventh. Maybe I'll find the courage in this one. Oh, if only the room would stop moving I could walk right over to them and...no. The room isn't moving. I can do this. I may be unsteady, but I can get over to them. I owe myself that much, at least. Just in case the world does end, I want them both to know how much I love them.

"10!"

No, not yet! just a little further...

"7!"

"6!"

"5!"

"4!"

"3!"

"2!"

With a lurch I catch them both around their shoulders and pull my face into theirs. One tongue darts out (I know not whose) and I suck on it, drawing it in. It is soon joined by the other, and I feel Usagi's smaller fingers tangle in my hair...

...the room spins...

...the floor rushes up to meet me...

...blackness.

When I wake, neither is there.

~end~

"I look to you
how you carry on
when all hope is gone
can't you see
your optimistic eyes
look like paradise
to someone like me
I want to take you in my arms
forgeting all I couldn't do today.
I look to you
and your strong belief
me, I want relief
tonight
consolation I want so much
want to feel your touch
tonight
Take me in your arms
forgetting all you couldn't do today"

-- Depeche Mode


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