Like red on a rose
When your lips first smiled at me
I was captured instantly
To each his own

The first time he sees Usagi, his breath is taken away. She
bounces into the arcade, twin pig tails swinging in unison,
and is humming softly to herself. He stares at her (like a
complete idiot) but she doesn’t seem to think anything of
it. Usagi glances up at him and smiles and for the second
time in minutes, Mamoru finds it impossible to breathe. She
lights up the room like the subtle rays of afternoon sun
floating in through the windows. And he smiles at that
thought. Because he knows at that moment, she has
become his own personal light.

Like blue in the sky
The gaze of your willing eyes
Touched something deep inside
The truth be known

The first time they make love, he is a complete nervous
wreck. And he knows it shows. Not in the shaking, I
can’t believe this is happening, sort of way. But in the,
every time he looks at her small, frail, body, he is afraid
of the pain he knows he will inflict on her. It makes him
terribly sick thinking like this. And he knows that he
should be glad that he is going to make love to the most
beautiful woman in the universe, but he can not make
himself get over his fears.

That is until she reaches one hand up to cup his face.
“I love you,” She whispers. “Make love to me
Mamo-chan.” He searches her face for any sign of
doubt, but only finds withheld passion in her dark,
smoldering eyes. And how could he ever deny her
anything?

He leans down and kisses her deeply, relishing in the
way her lips form over hers, and his heart beat
quickens. Instinct instantly takes over and he is
trailing kisses up and down her jaw, nibbling on her
ear, and teasing her incessantly. She moans
impatiently under him, sending shivers all
throughout his body, and he knows, that he is ready.

That I love you like all little children love pennies
And I love you cause I know that I can’t do anything
wrong. You’re where I belong
Like red on a rose

Loving Usagi comes so natural to him. She is his every
thought, his every action. He doesn’t understand how
someone so seemingly perfect, would want with a man
so flawed as he. But Mamoru can not waste any more
time thinking about that. It hurts her to know that he
thinks so lowly of himself. His only option is to love her
as much and as deeply as he can. And he does. With
every breath within him, Mamoru cherishes her. She is
where he belongs after all.