Hello, readers! I'm new to the fanfiction world, and this was the first little piece I did to get my creative juices flowing and ease my entry into the world of Sailor Moon. This probably isn't very good, but I thought I might as well put it out there and get used to the workings of this site. I apologize for how short this, but I hope you enjoy it!
Thanks for reading!
This is so embarrassing! Mamo-chan doesn't even know about this! But I really need to get this off my chest.
I have a secret. Well, two secrets actually. Yes, I'm the pretty guardian who fights for love and justice, Sailor Moon, but I'm really not as awesome as I seem to be. I mean, I can throw a tiara with the best of them and kick some major youma butt, but I'm rather…vain. I must seem so selfless while running around and saving the world and all that, but after the battle is over and I've returned to my bunny-themed bedroom, I can't help but stare at myself in the mirror. Sometimes I even transform when I don't have to – just so I can see myself.
Have you ever just reveled in how beautiful you are? Imagine if you lived with the glowing soul of the moon princess and the promising hope of Earth's future queen. All that goodness doesn't stay under the skin; that kind of thing shows itself through my looks. Have you ever seen me? I shine with the moonlight and strength of the crystal within me. My long, voluminous hair gleams. I personify the moon, and I'm even shocked by my own beauty when I'm in my true form. No wonder I caught Tuxedo Mask's attention so quickly. When transformed, my beauty blossoms – not as much as when I'm Serenity, but still rather nicely – and I can't help but stare at my reflection.
Sometimes I feel like my moon-ness is all I really have going for me. I've never been very good at studying and schoolwork like Ami or been in touch with my spirituality like Rei. I'm not talented with the arts like Minako or good at cooking and gardening like Makoto. I have clumsiness, love, and my looks. And a really big appetite. Like, a really big appetite. So I might as well enjoy the things I have been handed by life, right?