Hiya Moonies! It is I, Amanda, taking a break from my duties. I just got back from Las Vegas, visiting my relatives. Here?s a new thing I cooked up. Millennial Disaster pt 3 should be up next week, or whenever I have time to find a plot for that part. See ya! Disclaimers: You know the drill. Insert whatever disclaimer you have here. Rated: G By: Amanda Ayr (Slr Moon23@aol.com) What Is Love? Love....a word that is foreign to me. The American Heritage Dictionary tells us that 'Love' is: An intense affection for another person based on familial or personal ties; yet, in the same book, it says that Love is: An intense attraction to another person based largely on sexual desire. Is that what this sacred feeling has come to today? There is also another saying: 'It is better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.' I have loved.....and lost. Countless of times. A loss to me is no more than a pebble on the ground. This loss though, is ripping my heart to pieces. *Sigh* Have you ever felt a tingling feeling whenever you are around someone you care for? Someone you love? I have. Everytime I'm around my Usako. But I guess she's not mine anymore. It started ever since I came back from America. I was walking through the park, looking for Usako (?cause her mother said she wasn?t home), and then I spotted her. With *him.* They were under *our* tree. The huge oak tree that sat upon the highest hill. I didn't know what they were doing, so I walked closer. It was at that point when I saw him kiss her. I didn't know what to say. I was angered beyond recognition. Speechless, in fact. It was like seeing her in the clutches of Prince Demando again. Yet this rat-boy, Seiya, had claimed her heart, or so I thought. I gasped. Usako heard me, and looked up, seeing me there with a look of horror on my face. "Mamo-chan......," she whispered, just enough for Seiya to hear. "Mamoru-san?," he uttered as if that was his last word before he died. Tears threatened to come forth from my eyes. Not wanting Usako to see them, I did the next best thing I could think of: I ran. Usako chased after me, yelling my name. I ignored her, and ran straight for my apartment. It's not fair! Usako is *my* only love! *My* soulmate! Why did I have to come back? I knew I shouldn't have! But, like always, my heart leads me to an undesired fate. A fate I now wish was less horrifying than the day Usako defeated Queen Beryl. Nani? I hear a knock at my door. It's Usako. I answer it. I back out of the way, and let her come in. "Mamo-chan......gomen nasai! I didn't know Seiya-kun was going to kiss me!" "Do you love him?" "Nani?" "Do you love him?" "Mamo-chan......no! I love *you.* With all of my heart and soul!" "Then why didn't you push him away? Why did you let him kiss you?" Usako is speechless. "Why?" Now, tears are coursing freely down my cheeks. "I.....don't know." She leaves after this remark, leaving me standing there. My knees buckle and I sink to the floor, crying my eyes out. What is Love? I haven't the slightest clue. * * * * Ok.....no one get mad at me! I'm not trying to break up Usako and Mamo-chan! This was a spur-of-the-moment thing, and the idea came to me when I was watching my friend?s subtitled episodes of the Stars series. This is my own little rendition of what might have happened if Mamoru didn't get his Starseed taken. Sailormoon (a.k.a Tsukino Usagi), Tuxedo Kamen (a.k.a Chiba Mamoru), and SailorStarFighter (a.k.a Kou Seiya...er....rat-boy) are copyrighted by Takeuchi Naoko and many other large corporations. Till next Fanfic...... Amanda (email me!! SlrMoon23@aol.com) Comments, Questions, Death threats, and Flames are accepted. Death threats and Flames will be shoved through a blender, though.