Disclaimer: While I wish I could be as rich as the people who do, I don't own sailor moon or anything to do with it... besides some dvds .
Unreachable
By: PrincessNeptune
"In 2015, Kaioh Charybdis organized the building of the city of Neptune on one of the planet's only land masses", her voice repeated dully. This voice had a graceful undertone; one that proved it could be more then what it amounted to this specific afternoon.
Sitting back in his chair, the teacher adjusted his glasses and locked them against the pages of the history book. The princess of Neptune stroked a lock of wavy hair behind her ear, aqua eyes hanging on the edge of the desk as she forced her posture to remain erect. Feeling the glance of her teacher, her chin lifted and fingers laced together in her lap.
After a long pause the teacher sighed as if to excrete a massive amount of tension, then eyed her carefully, "You're the most stunning young lady this planet has ever seen, undoubtedly the most intelligent."
The astute man watched the princess humbly bow her her green locks and thank him softly under her breath.
He removed his glasses, then continued his unwavering stare, "Your family and I know that I cannot give you the type of help you need at this stage of your life."
The girl searched his face curiously, head tilted slightly to the left. Her eyes even quivered slightly at the thought of not excelling at something; she had no inclination of what he could be telling her.
Hands folded against the top of his desk, the teacher closed his eyes and breathed, "You're dismissed for today." At this, Michiru promptly collected her books and, cradling them to her chest slipped out of the classroom.
She emerged and entered the busy castle hall. As was custom at this time of day (an hour after lunch) maids were polishing all the golden trimmings, some on ladders scrubbing at the elaborate wall molding. Michiru made her way to the giant stair case, feet cushioned by the soft aquamarine carpet which stepped up it. She allowed her slender fingers to run up the sparkling golden railing, let them mingle across ornate seashells resting on the posts at each landing, spinning through her own sense of consciousness. She hadn't been aware of the deep bows each maid she passed offered, hadn't comprehended their "Good afternoon, Princess"'s.
Once up the stairs she walked down a quieter hall who led toward the back of the castle. This hall was far more narrow and lit simply by crystal wall sconces inlaid with only the most perfect seashells. The walls were also adorned with the paintings of royalty, the jewels of the artistic kingdom of Neptune. Every so often the princess would notice one of her own masterpieces; she'd plant her feet firmly on the ground once more just to smile at it proudly, recalling her happiness upon it's completion. One would never see an imperfect piece of art by Kaioh Michiru, those she'd never allow to go to public.
The last door at the back of the hall was encrested with perfectly round aquamarines and a beautifully ornate, antique, golden door knob. The sacred piece of wood gleamed like none other in the castle, even among those made purely of gold, for this door was the only one destined to protect Michiru from the world who so dearly loved her. The aqua haired beauty unlocked and entered her room, very satisfied to find it barren of any other beings. Being sure to close the door behind her carefully, she strolled toward the back of the room to her cozy balcony and glanced out the back doors to the crystalline beach just bellow her. For the first time that day it seemed, a warm smile crossed her lips. She turned to the side of her room, opposite the alcove which held her luxurious white bed and sat down at a golden vanity. She ran her favorite, most ornate brush through her hair, then scooped the soft locks up in to a pony tail with a blue satin ribbon, pulling it into a bow. Warmth again gracing her pale skin, she took a basket of paints and brushes from the largest drawer and moved toward the pure, blank canvas watching her on the easel near her balcony.