THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN
   By Aeris -> lucky.violet@mailcity.com

  Hiya, people. This is one of my sentimental fics, only this is more
on the, uh, angry ones. What the? I've never done one before. Anyway,
It has two parts. One is sorta anguished or angry or something, and
the other is the sweet type... Some people might not like this. It's
Usagi talking, somewhat to herself, sometimes to her mother. I must
warn ya 'bout the first part... Might be PG or PG-13. But in general,
place it in a 5-meter distance away from the idealistic kids. 'Kay?
Tata!!!
  Oh, I almost forgot... Flames or whatever ya wanna tell me go to the
address above.
  Bye!

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   Love...
   Such an amazing word. Such a deceitful, hateful, stupid, misleading
word. And I hate it.
   People talk about it every day like it's some miracle word. Like,
when it comes upon you, everything goes okay, all right, and nothing
could ever go wrong. Well, they're absolutely wrong. They're hopeless.
Don't they know that love ---spit--- is not as good as it seems to be?
That it can turn your whole life to a hell raised into the crust of
the earth?  That love can lead you turn you to your own death.
   I have never really wanted to be raised back to life. To be reborn,
to meet your parents, who turn out not to be your true parents... That
you're an alien and from some planet where humanity is led to believe
to be lifeless? And can find no trace of previous occupation?
   What is this? Another of life's little ironies? That when you
thought you were just a normal Earthling, you'd find out that you're
some kind of zombie raised from the dead, coming out of a woman's
womb, who turns out not to be your real mother? Don't you think of
what would happen if that woman learned that the baby she's carried
for nine months in her womb, raised with every ounce of energy she had
in her body, and was believed that I was her child... What if she
found out, Mother? What if she knew?
   And then people would say, 'How hard can it get?'
   Yeah right.
   If only they know the feeling, the shock, the pain...
   Everything.
   Everything, including what I have experienced in my LIVES.
   Mother, do you feel it? Do you feel the pain of going through
everything twice? Three times, even? Of course you don't. Your mother
didn't force you into another life.
   I don't hate you, Mother. It's just that--- Why did you have to
this? Why did you have to sacrifice your life for mine? It wasn't
necessary... Didn't you think that it would be pointless? Loving once
is enough. You know why, Mother?
   True love comes only once. You can love only one person with the
completeness of your heart. You can never share the same kind of
affection towards another, even if it is---was---his alter ego. It
isn't the same. Don't you imagine the anguish we had to go through?
   No, Mother. It comes only once. But, I must promise you, and I can
and I have, it will be forever.

   Love...
   Such an amazing word. It is a wonder what it does to people. It's
like a miracle or something close.
   It's all around you. It's something I can't completely describe
without lacking something... Love gives you this feeling of
completeness, that you are whole. There is nothing you could ask more.
Somehow, when it comes upon you, you don't even see it coming. You
just find yourself caught in a web of emotions, truly happy, and never
regretting it.
   I am ever so grateful that my mother gave me a chance to continue a
love so bitterly taken away. She has opened up a whole new world for
me, and exposed me to emotions I never thought possible. She has given
me another life, another love, and be loved again. She gave her love
for me to continue loving another. It was a big sacrifice, a sacrifice
I couldn't imagine myself doing. It was a pretty hard one. It gave me
something else to think about, although I may not seem to be
academically competent.
   My mother... She was my life, my joy... She is the reason why I
live and love, and by that I mean it in the literal sense of the word.
She gave me her life...
   And Him. He is my OTHER reason for living... <hehe> He was someone
worth living for, someone to die for... <another hehe> Our love had
stood the test of time, and of death.
   It is so inspiring when you think about it, that someone you love
with all your heart will love you back, only once but for eternity,
and you feel the same way.
   Such is our love. Once, and always.

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        So... How was it? Puh-lease! Tell me! I need to know. I really
do, so if I just happen to be inspired again, I wouldn't do anything
like this anymore. That is, if you didn't like it. But, hey, I liked
it. I don't know... Somehow I felt proud of it. But you can change
that... If you e-mail me, that is. The address is
lucky.violet@mailcity.com. Please email me!!! Thanx!
        -Aeris