At First SightRyo Angel
PG-13

He entered the room slowly, with only silence greeting him, "My name is Chiba Mamoru. I'm here to talk."

On the bed sat a golden, blonde angel, her eyes were closed, her legs drawn up and the sun filtered through the blinds and danced across her pale white skin.

She didn't bother looking at him, "Talk?" She scoffed, "What about?"

He didn't let her scorn bother him, he just moved to a chair and gripping the back of the seat tightly, he slowly sat himself down. "About what's happening to you... hopefully, it will help you come to terms as to what is happening."

She laughed, low and bitter, "Come to terms as to what is happening?" She asked him, "Can't you see what's happening to me?" She paused just long enough for him to think about what he wants to say before continuing, "Oh wait, you can see! And yet you have no fucking idea what I'm going through!"

He was not disturbed by her outburst. "Regardless of what you may think, I do have some idea of what you're going through."

"Oh yeah?" She didn't wait for his reply, "I can feel the sun right now on my skin, hot and burning, but all I can see is darkness. Total darkness."

"You miss it." He stated, "The green of the grass, the blue of the sky, the colors of the rainbow, the many expressions of your friends as they describe their day to you."

She didn't reply. She didn't need to; he knew exactly what was going through her mind. Everyone that came to this center went through the same thing, "We can help you get acclimated to this new situation that you're thrust into."

She didn't answer him. And he didn't expect one, "Well, let me know when you feel like talking." He got up and walked towards the door.

"Just like that?" She asked him quietly, "You're going to leave just like that?"

He was unprepared for her question, but it didn't disturb him, "Yes." He said without turning around, "It's no use forcing you to talk when you're obviously so distressed about the situation."

She didn't know what to say in reply and after waiting a few more seconds, he continued towards the door. Before he left, he told her, "It's not the end of the world. When one door closes, another WILL open." With that, the door closed softly behind him, leaving her alone in her darkness.

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"She's a fighter." Ken argued passionately, "She won't give up just like that."

"I know." Mizuno Akiko was drained from reassuring patients all day, but she kept her tone light as she dealt with the newest parents that came to see their child, "It's only been three days since she woke up from her coma. I'm sure it's going to take some time for her to acclimate herself to the new situation."

Ken didn't say anything and his wife moved to speak, "She's refused to even talk to us, what can we do?"

"Patience is what she needs right now. Patience and understanding." Dr. Mizuno ran a hand through her blue locks, "Be there for her; let her know that you won't leave her, no matter what. She needs that constant reassurance now." The sound of the clock striking seven startled her, but she took care not to show it, "My daughter is really good friends with Usagi, I'm sure she's more than willing to help her out of her shell."

After a few more minutes of reassuring Usag's parents, she went to find Mamoru, the one assigned to Usagi. "How did it go today?"

He smiled amiably, "As well as it always went."

She grimaced, "What can you expect? She's lost."

"Yes." Mamoru nodded, "I know where she's coming from."

"She had quite an outburst after you left." Dr. Mizuno told him, "The orderlies had to restrain her to keep her from hurting herself."

"Hm." Mamoru waited a few moments for his thoughts to settled, "I think I'll go visit her now. Is that all right?"

She nodded, "More than."

He made his way to her room after exchanging pleasantries, "Usagi?" He opened the door, "Are you asleep?"

Although she didn't answer, he could hear her soft uneven breathing, a clear sign that she had been crying shortly before his arrival, "Good night." He whispered softly as he moved to close the door.

"Stay." Her voice was so small, so quiet, that he wasn't sure that he had heard correctly, "Please stay." She repeated.

He normally didn't make a habit of being with a patient after visiting hours, but something in her voice called to him. "All right." He pulled the chair that was sitting at the end of the bed so that it was next to her. Slowly, his hand found hers and he gripped it tightly. No words were spoken and when the doctor came to check in on her, she saw Mamoru there and slowly went away again.

Mamoru waited patiently for her to find her voice, his hands warm against her cold ones. Finally, she spoke, "Thank you for being here."

"Think nothing of it." He didn't speak anymore, letting her find her own pace.

"What do you look like?" She asked, "I mean, just so I can have a picture in my mind."

He thought about it carefully, "I have brown eyes, black hair, strong chin and some has described me to be as sexy as hell." The last description was delivered with an air of cockiness.

That earned a snort out of her. "Modest much?"

He took it in stride, "What about you?" He asked her, "How are you described?"

She shrugged, "Pretty blonde with blue eyes. Sweet."

"Are you?"

Again, she shrugged, "Not anymore."

He smiled at that, "Perhaps."

They chatted some more. He didn't bring up the fact that she was blind and she didn't volunteer any information as to how she felt about her situation. Finally, a nurse poked her head in, "Mamoru, you have to go now."

He nodded, "All right. A few more minutes."

Satisfied, she left the two alone. "Shall I come back?" He asked her.

She thought about it, "Yes. I don't feel as out of place with you." She confessed.

"Yes." He said slowly, "I've been told that before."

She hesitated and then blurted it out, "Do I know you from somewhere?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Your voice sounds familiar."

Amused, he debated on whether or not to tell her. But just then the nurse came back, "Mamoru, it really is time for you to go."

"All right." Standing up, he gave her hand one last squeeze, "I'll see you tomorrow... Sailor Moon."

He heard her startled gasp and smiled, knowing that she would be more than willing to talk to him the next time he came. Motoki was waiting for him as he left the center, "Some pretty girl caught your eye?" He joked at he drove Mamoru home.

"You could say that."

When he was dropped off at his apartment, he didn't bother to turn on the lights, well accustomed to the darkness. He slowly undressed and took a quick shower. As he got into bed, his last thought was on his little bunny, "Sweet dreams, my lady of the moon."

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Author's Notes - I know, I know. I really should be focusing on my stories, but I couldn't help myself! This was screaming out to be written... Once again, this story will be updated whenever, so be sure to put it on your alert! I'm still looking for a beta. PLEASE put it in your review so that I can contact you about it.

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