☆ she dreams of sweets 003;

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Tonight's dream is a simple dream. From the streets of Tokyo's Juuban district is a set of stairs that leads up to a second floor cafe. FRUIT PARLOR CROWN. It's a quaint family cafe. Plenty of booth seats and table seats all around. Large windows cover two of the four walls of the cafe, giving the area plenty of natural light for everyone to see.

In a corner booth of the cafe, it's empty except for one person and that person is Usagi Tsukino. The table she's at seems too large for her but there's something about it that exudes the feeling that she should be there -- that there isn't any place else in the cafe that she'd look right sitting at. She's sitting at one of the single chairs, a large parfait sitting in front of her as she sips on it contentedly.

She's not waiting for anyone.. or is she? ]

( OOC: LAST MINUTE POST FOR JULY EVENT. If you want, you can have your character affected or vice versa. Just leave your preference on the comment title and we can go from there. C: )

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[The words unsettle her for a moment. She does hate Usagi.

Doesn't she?

Except that behind all that hatred had always been that desire to have Usagi for herself, away from others, to be the one filling Usagi's mind instead of Chiba Mamoru or the one she wanted to be with instead of her other friends. To be the only one who touches her.

All those betrayals she rages against are really betrayals of that feeling, of that passionate desire to be important to Usagi: important enough to spend time with, be with, save. It's not the betrayal of the planet, of the senshi, of the past life or of the Moon Kingdom; it's the betrayal of the lonely girl.]

Is this hate or love?

[She asks it as if she doesn't even know the answer herself; perhaps she doesn't. That hate and that love are all the same. Frustrated by the question, by her blocked thoughts, by the very situation, by the confusion it's making of her mind, she finally reaches out to pull Usagi to her, to crush Usagi's lips with her own, roughly.]

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ She doesn't even have time to blink when she's pulled in suddenly. Her mouth is open in an attempt to answer the question thrown out into the open but it's quickly covered.

... by... Ami kissing her?! If her eyes could get any wider, they could. She was not expecting this at all and her first reaction is to try and pull away once the shock wears off. ]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Ami doesn't let go easily, and simply brings an arm to Usagi's back to hold her steady. She deepens the kiss, and it tastes of ice just as surely as Usagi tastes of that parfait.

She could never have her fill, but finally she lets Usagi go as the shock of her own actions catches her. She stares openly, lost, as though caught in a spell starting to break. She makes one final accusation.]

Why couldn't you notice me sooner?