Hi everybody! I’ve been reading way to much fanfiction recently and have become addicted to Amara and Seiya pairings, so I decided to write one of my own! Ok, some notes: Firstly, Amara and Michelle are cousins in this fic, so don’t like it, don’t read! Flames will be ignored so it’s not worth bothering to flame me. Secondly, Seiya, Yaten and Taiki are guys and brothers. Finally, Seiya is taller than Amara in this fic.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Sailor Moon or any of the characters. Do you know how long I spent in therapy to be able to admit this?

Amara sighed as she stared out of the window. She was in her room in the house that she shared with Michelle, Trista and Hotaru. She could see the lights of the city twinkling in the gathering darkness.

‘Mid-December, almost Christmas.’ She thought.

The sky was a pale blue grey, ever darkening as the evening set in. She knew it would be cold and frosty again tonight.

She sighed again. She couldn’t keep him off her mind. No matter how hard she tried, couldn’t be nice to him, she was too scared to be hurt, and also scared of being rejected.

‘Can’t you see that I really like you, even though I’m afraid to show it?’ she pondered, her eyes wandering to the tall steeple of the cathedral, which was situated in City Square.

‘Almost Christmas.’ She thought again. ‘Everybody is so happy and joyful but me. I try to be, but I feel lonely inside, no matter how close I am to Michelle and the other girls.’ She thought as a silent tear slid down her cheek.

‘Why can’t I be nice to him?’ she began to get angry with herself.

‘Why can’t I let him know how I feel, how I long to be close to him, for him to hold me close, to touch me, and for me to touch him, to feel that long silky raven coloured hair, and to stare into those beautiful blues eyes, why?’ More tears came, but she didn’t wipe them away.

‘I don’t want to be lonely this winter, or Christmas.’ She longed for someone to hold close, and to keep warm on the long cold, frosty winter nights, and to make her feel loved.

‘Seiya, I love you,’ she thought. ‘I just can’t tell you to your face.’ Every one knew she hated confessions.

She moved from the window to her bed, and laying down on it. She heard Michelle, Trista and Hotaru leave to do their late-night Christmas shopping in town. She had been asked to go, but she had said that she wasn’t in the mood, and then disappeared to hide in her room.

That was after she had ran into him. Both had been cold to each other. This is what had upset her so. Her heart longing to tell him how she felt about him, but her brain forbidding her to do so.

It was only when she was alone in her bedroom that she could admit her feelings.

All of the girls and the Three Lights had gone shopping. All except her.

‘Why didn’t I go?’ she asked herself. ‘He’s going with them!’ But deep down she knew she would be upset again afterwards, as they would be cold to each other, as usual.

She lay on her bed, curled up in a ball to keep warm, just staring at the deep navy blue walls, until she was interrupted by the doorbell, which echoed through both the empty house and her empty heart.

She ignored it at first, but it became more insistent.

Drying her eyes, she dragged herself to the front door, and cautiously opened it, only to find a familiar, tall, raven-haired man smiling at her. Her heart leaped.

 Well, there’s a chapter for you. Do you want me to continue? Please leave me a nice review! Well, hope to hear from you all, because I love feedback! Ja mata, Amara.