For the One I Love

Chapter Four: Slipping Back

"He actually did it..."

Chibi-Usa stood rooted to the ground horror stricken, gazing up at where Seiya had vanished.

"That complete idiot!" Haruka howled.

"What does he mean?" Minako looked around anxiously. "To prove we create our own destiny? Going back to a time where Mamoru and Usagi aren't together?"

"Seiya's convinced that if they'd have met earlier, before those two got together." Yaten pointed to Usagi and Mamoru. "That he would stand a fighting chance."

"What, that's ludicrous!" Rei fussed.

"What on Earth does he plan to do exactly? Force Usagi's past self to fall for him?" Makoto turned to Taiki, who shrugged.

"I have no idea." He shook his head at her. "I have no idea what goes through that idiot's skull half the time."

"Whatever reasons," Ami interrupted. She had noticed how uncomfortable Usagi was becoming at the conversation. "The point is Seiya is gone and we need to get him back."

"Well, what do we do? Minako asked no one in particular.

"I'm going home." Everyone turned to look at Usagi as she said it. "I just- I'd like to go home for a while." No one objected, and she turned to go in silence. Mamoru paused for a moment, then cocked his head in her direction before walking away himself.

"Oh, Usagi." Rei said quietly.

"I'm going too." Chibi-Usa sprinted after Mamoru, who was now escorting Usagi away with his arm wrapped around her waist.

"We should leave them alone for tonight I think." Ami suggested, a few nodded.

"This is all your friend's fault." Haruka seethed as she watched the three of them walk away. She directed her malice towards Taiki and Yaten. "It always is."

"Now hold on a minute." Taiki began angrily.

"Enough." Michiru said sternly, more so to Haruka. "Bickering between us is not going to solve anything. We're allies now. We need to come up with a way to solve this, together."

"Rei-"

Rei nodded at Setsuna, already knowing what she was about to ask. "Let's head over to my place. We can fill in Usagi and the others later."

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Everything was dark. Seiya laid sprawled across a cold surface with his hand clutched tightly to the key. He kept his eyes shut tightly as light began to warm the backs of his eyelids. Gradually the distant sound of a city grew louder around him. Dazed, and certain he hadn't done more than get lifted into the air just to come crashing down, he cautiously opened his eyes to see where was. "Am I really..."

"Uh, dude, are you alright?" A man dressed in a purple shit and jean shorts came up to him. Seiya looked up at the man and then around him. He was sitting in the middle of a small shopping area, the one he had been at moments before except the, "Closed" signs from before now read, "Open."

"What year is it?" Seiya asked. The guy looked at him highly concerned.

"1993... did you hit your head or something man? If you want I can call someone-" Seiya jumped up from the ground not listening.

"1993? I, really did it? Three years ago... Usagi must be, fourteen?" He shook the guy's hand excitedly. "Thanks! I'm okay, er, just had too much to drink is all." Seiya swiftly took off, leaving the man scratching his head.

Where Seiya was going he did not know, but he felt a sense of freedom. Here he was in the past, where no one knew of him as Sailor Star Fighter or the famous singer Seiya Kou, and the best part of all, Mamoru and Usagi were not together.