by
Katharin A.R. Chung
Hey look, it's another fanfic about Chiba Mamoru. That's Darien for you DiCers. I suppose the reason for Mamoru having so much fanfiction written about him is mainly because, like Mirai Trunks in DBZ, he has a past that is pretty shadowy. He is the most psychologically dark character in SM and SMR, besides the villians like Dimando and Saffir, until S brought the Outer Senshi. Besides that, he is the only leading pure male character in SM. All the others are villians, hermaphrodites, crossdressers, or animalistic.
I lurk in the night in a tuxedo, like an insomniac...
Chiba Mamoru, vol.2, Sailormoon manga.
I can't sleep tonight. I've tried everything I know. Really. I even had to go to get medical help, but the doctor just could not diagnose the problem. I even tried pills, something which I usually do not trust. I guess that's an odd thing for someone who wants to be a doctor, but I know how dangerous pills can be. I had to go for rehabilitation over them once.
I don't want to ponder over my past.
I'm surviving, now. I don't have to float from foster home to another. I don't want to. I found some ways to get by. I can pretty much depend on me. It's like I am in the hospital again, creating a new beginning for myself. No more old, depressed, moody Chiba Mamoru, the hospital kid with no idea of who his parents are. I am Chiba Mamoru, bright student with a bright future. When I'm done with the strict Japanese education system I'll go to Harvard. I'm no longer Mamoru, the beautiful boy who fiddles with flowers and talks to aliens like there is no tomorrow.
I clap my hands to my face. Maybe I should go take a drink. Have a midnight snack. It's not exactly healthy, but I'll get rid of the extra calories tomorrow when I jog.
I wish I could get rid of her as easily.
She comes to me in my dreams. She is a beautiful, beautiful, girl, with long, flowing blonde hair. I never see her face. All she ever says is an obscure sounding thing: the Silver Illusion Crystal. She haunts me. She frightens me. She has been haunting my dreams ever since I was six, so much so that I consider it a norm in my life to have her. If I am not suffering from insomnia, I get her. I thought I could get rid of her when I got myself together. I was wrong.
But in a strange way I am peaceful when she comes. She is like a calm breeze in a violent storm, yet her powers are as strong as a hurricane. I can feel it. She overpowers me, making all the things I have ever faced in my life like a hay in the wind. Like nothing I have ever faced before. And yet, she is so...serene.
I open a carton of milk. Usually, I would just drink it straight from the carton. Tonight, I pour it very nicely into a glass. Then I drink it in a very nice way. Like a gentleman. A princely gentleman.
I still can't sleep. Something tells me that I won't be able to sleep for a long time.
What a POINTLESS fanfic.
Katharin A.R. Chung
http://redrival.com/karc