Five Short Pages

By: Wilona Riva

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Sailor Moon.

Author's Note: This a short companion piece to Of Saturn. Yuki is about 10 years old.

Five short pages were spread out before him, chronicling the moods of his wife. He wasn't sure where Spectra had gotten hold of them from, but he didn't care really. The shade/ghost hybrid probably had her little assistant Bertrand steal them when her back was turned.

"Out," he commanded without turning around.

"Otousan?"

"Yuki, I wish to be left alone, please," the King of All Ghosts told his son, the Saturn Knight.

"You're hurting again," came the quiet reply. Cold fingers touched his temples, followed by a slight surge of relief. Yuki swayed for a moment, but his father turned and steadied him.

"You're not strong enough, yet, Yuki," he was chided. "It will come in time."

"Yes, father."

Since Ganymede had ascended the throne, the spoken languages most heard around him were various accents of Lunarian, English, Japanese, and the universal ghost language. All of his children had adopted Lunarian and Japanese as their native languages. All of them spoke passable English, except for Esther. "What are those?" Yuki asked, looking at the pages in his father's hands.

"Stolen pages from your mother's diary from the looks of it," came the reply. "How Spectra got a hold of them, I don't know. She's being punished as we speak, that I can promise you."

(scene flash to Momo-Ganymede's youngest daughter- having a tea party with Spectra dressed in floral horror and a look of disgust on her face as she pretended to drink the 'tea')

A faint squeak alerted Danny to his son's distresss. "Yuki!" he gasped, barely able to grab him in time before he pitched forward.

"Okay, I'll have to take you across the barrier to your mother," he muttered to himself. "No time to get to Wulf. Teleportation it is. Just hope I don't end up in Walker's prison like last time I tried it."

Concentrating, he tapped into his connection with the fabric of life, and imagined himself holding his son and stepping into a glowing green doorway. When he opened his eyes, several stunned healers stared at him. He looked around and barely recognized the burly man sitting upright with no shirt on the examining table and Senshi Mercury staring at him.

"King Ganymede," she said, a smile tugging at her lips, though her tone was stern. "I am currently with a patient, as you can see."

"Great suffering spooks! Danny-boy...you are Danny Phantom, aren't you?" the patient said, jumping off the table. "Do you remember me? Jack Fenton?"

"Daddy?" Yuki asked weakly, stirring in his arms. "Where are we?"

"In the infirmary in Crystal Tokyo," Ganymede said, putting his son down. "I was aiming for the Healers' Academy on Saturn," he apologized to Sailor Mercury. "I'm still working out the kinks to teleportation."

"New power?"

"Hai."

"I will get word to Queen Hotaru, King Ganymede," she said. "Meanwhile, take Prince Yuki to the third room down the hall, and I'll be with you in a minute. Mr. Fenton, if you'd mind..."

Jack ignored the doctor and focused on the powerful ghost before him. "Phantom?"

"Yes?" the King of All Ghosts asked, turning around, one hand on the doorknob.

"Nothing," Jack said, deflated. "You just look like an older version of my son. You, obviously, can't be him."

"I sense an unbalance," Ganymede said, studying the man. "Some do call me Danny or Phantom. My name, though, is Ganymede; I am the King of the Reflection. This is my son, Prince Yuki of Saturn."

"Ganymede, get out of my examination this instant!" Mercury yelled.

"Hai, Mercury-hime," Ganymede said, bowing to her and quickly darting out into the hall.

"Not Jiji," Yuki murmured. "Jiji."

Ganymede handed his beloved the five pages he'd been given by Spectra. She had arrived within the hour after he called for her. "I did not read them," he told her. "I respect you too much for that."

Hotaru's violet eyes were solemn. "I left the book out for you to read, Ganymede. It was time for you to know why it had to be done."

"What was it in the wine?" he asked. "Walker never explained it."

"Poa," she said. "It is a poison extracted from a fish in the Triton Sea, on Neptune. Administered carefully, it will veil your memories, but not completely sever them. It appears in amber liquid form."

"We drank the same wine," he said, frowning a bit.

"Father is the God of Time," she reminded him. "Ganymede?"

"Hmm?!" was the only thing he had time to utter, before Hotaru's lips brushed his. He groaned and let the kiss deepen. One of his arms wrapped around her waist, and other around her neck. Lost in his thoughts and the kiss, he almost didn't here the faint gagging sound come from their son's bed.

Hotaru broke the kiss, and handed the five pages back to him. "Read them, love. But first, go to the man in the other room. He is your mortal father."

"I will have to go via the Time Gates," Ganymede mused. "Your father will have cats if I don't do things in the present time." He used air quotes.

She kissed him again softly. "I will attend to Yuki. Go."

"Yes, love."