Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, DBZ, or the rights to "The Thunder
Rolls". If I did I would either be Japanese or a guy named Garth Brooks.And
the last time I checked I was neither of these things. Uhm... Slight Mamo-
baka bashing. Sorry if you like him.
So far only the first chapter will be done to a song. The characters may be a little OOC (out of character), so please bear with me and forgive me in advance.
This is AU and the Generals have been reborn and are paired up with the Inners. M/N, R/J, M/K, and A/Z, and have pledged their allegiance to The Moon Princess and Earth Prince. Usagi and Mamoru have seperated for permanently because they found they didn't love each other other than in a brother-sister relationship.This takes place after Sailor Moon Stars, but R never happened. So that means no Chibi-Usa. =)
In DBZ the characters are the ages during the Cell games but before Buu. Buu doesn't excist in this fic. With no Videl! I don't like her so she's not gonna be in here either.
Inner scouts: 24 Outers: 28, except Saturn who is about 20-21. (I'm guessing here 'cause my mind is on the blank right now.Correct me if I'm wrong and I will happily change it.) Mamo-baka: 29 Generals: 25 DBZ Peopls: The ages they are after the Cell games but before Buu. Mirai Trunks is there too. *DROOL* He's about 24 or so.
*blah* Means someone's conscience is talking to them. `blah' is thoughts "blah" is, of course, speaking. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul in sight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ `Kami help me if she finds out,' the man thought as he drove his Ford P.O.S. (piece of shit. I hate Fords if you couldn't tell.) His features were indistinct due to the poor lighting on the street. `If she finds out I might as well dig my own grave, lay myself in my coffin, and nail it shut.' He looked at his watch, saw that is was 3:30 a.m. and groaned. He then turned onto a street with only one house lit up in the storm, sticking out like a beacon. A shadow moved back and forth across a window with the curtains drawn. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------- Inside the brightly lit house a woman ,clearly upset, paced back and forth. She worriedly ran her left hand through her short, untidy hair,already disheveled from countless times of running her hand through it, with the light catching a simple gold and diamond band on her ring finger. `Where is he? Is he o.k.? Or is he in some kind of trouble? Calm down,- she told herself, if he was in danger you would have felt it.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ The man driving the car was nervously looking at the dark shapes of the houses he passed. His long sandy blonde hair, now slightly visible because of better lighting on the street, was pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of his neck. (can you tell who it is yet? §ô¿ô§ ) He didn't want to hurt her but he felt no love for her; only friendship.
He looked at the wedding band on his hand. `I thought this love was supposed to be eternal. Feh. Kami, I hate to hurt her like this. But, I just don't feel the same way I did about her.' He thought about his wife and how she was shy and easily hurt. But she had a good head on her shoulders, and he had noticed her distancing (is that a word?!) herself from him for a few months now. `Maybe she feels the same way I do. Maybe I won't hurt her as bad as I thought I would.' *Or maybe, she's figured it out but doesn't want to say anything for fear of the truth,* said that nagging voice at the back of his head called a conscience. "Shut up, you," he said to the voice. "I'm gonna tell her tonight. Will that make you shut up and leave me alone?" *Not for long, but for tonight I will.* ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------- In the brightly lit house the woman kept pacing by the window. `It's okay. He's fine. It's just this damned storm keeping him.' She'd heard on TV that there had been several accidents and telephone poles were down because of the storm. `He just can't call 'cause the phone lines are out and he's probably stuck on the highway because of the accidents,' she thought to herself as she ran her hand through her dark blue hair again. `Yes, that's the logical answer. That's why he's not home yet. That dream meant nothing.'
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~** ~~** *Flashback* She woke up breathing heavily in a cold sweat, surprising as it was the hottest night they had had yet this summer. She was wondering why she had woken up when she glanced at her peacefully sleeping husband and the dream came rushing back to her.
She had been in a strange room in a strange bed with her husband sleeping lightly on top of her stomach. Some how she had known this was not her body he was sleeping on and a lock of shockingly red hair confirmed it. She was not the woman her husband was sleeping on.
"It's just a dream. Dreams don't mean anything."
*Sure, you keep telling yourself that. But when the time comes it won't be that simple to deny the truth.*
"Honey? Are you o.k.?" her now awake husband asked.
"Yeah, just a nightmare,"she said and fell into a dreamless sleep. *End Flashback* ~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~** ~~**~~
After that she had distanced herself from her husband.
As she was pacing she heard her four year old son come out of his room and down the stairs. "What's the matter honey? Did I wake you up with all my pacing?'' she asked with a slight smile, knowing how light a sleeper her son was.
"Nuh-uh. The thunder did. Why is there thunder, Mommy?" the boy who had plopped himself on her lap asked giving her an innocent look.
`Selene, he's the spitting image of his father. Only with my hair color and my eyes.' It was true. The boy had his father's slightly feminine looks and his hair, but had his mother's eye and hair color. He also had her brains. "Well, Jacen, when the gods get angry sometimes they stomp their feet like you do when you get mad. But, since they're up in the Heavens, they're stomping can be heard from miles around. Though, sometimes they aren't mad. They're just bowling and the thunder is the crash of the pins being knocked down by the bowling ball. So don't let it scare you. I think tonight the Gods are just bowling to have some fun." `It isn't the scientifically correct answer but he's four. He doesn't know the difference. Just let him have this little fantasy.'
That seemed to satisfy the young boy who was beginning to fall asleep on her lap. "Now, go to bed. We have a lot to do in the morning." She led Jacen up the stairs and into his room. After placing him in bed and tucking him in she kissed his cheek and said good-night. Turning off the light and shuting the door quietly she returned to her post downstairs.
============================================================================ ====== I suppose I could stop here but, since I'm nice, I'll keep going.. =) ============================================================================ ======
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ `Kami, only three houses left.' The man was driving slowly, prolonging the inevitable hurt he would be causing in a few short moments. He finally got to his own driveway and slowly opened the door letting in the slashing rain. `Why did I do this in the first place?! Why didn't I just call it off when I didn't feel the same about her?' A sudden image filled his mind. An image of a young boy with long blue hair. `Kami, Jacen I am so sorry about what I'm about to do to you and your mother.'
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------- She saw the headlights of a car pull into the driveway and immediatly went to the door to wait for it to open. When it did not open as quickly as it should have in her mind she ran outside thinking her husband might be injured in some way. Just as she was about to scream his name because the car door was open and he was just sitting there her husband got out. ( you didn't honestly think I'd give away their names now did you?)
"Thank Selene-sama! You're alright!" With that she threw herself into his arms and held him like she wouldn't let go if Cosmos herself tried to make her. "What's wrong?" she asked when he didn't return the embrace. She looked into his eyes and saw something she couldn't explain in them. With that and a strange fragrance that smelled like grapefruit clinging to his shirt she recalled the dream she had worried about for over a week now. A bolt of lighting slashed the sky illuminating her face and the hurt in her eyes.
"Wait, I can explain-" he said when she spun on her heels and practically ran towards the house but was cut off as he tried to grab her elbow.
"Don't you touch me you lying, cheating, bastard! How could you do this to me?! To us?! To our son?!" She tried to run inside again and shut the door in his face but he held it open and forced his way inside. "Get out before I call the police!"
"Now wait just a damned minute! This is my house also! And if you don't lower your voice you'll wake up Jacen."
Unbeknownst to them, Jacen had already woken up to the shouting of his parents from outside and was now sitting at the top of the stairs watching the events going on below him.
In a cooler, calmer voice she said, "I can't believe it took me this long to figure out. I've been noticing a citrusy (sp?) smell on your shirts when I washed them. I figured I must be imagining things 'cause I only wear subtle floral smells like jasmin. Then when you started coming home later and later into the night and early morning. If I was doing something wrong why didn't you tell me?" she asked in a quiet, hurt voice.
"Kami, it wasn't anything that you did. It's just that one day I didn't feel the same love that I once did for you. All I felt was a friendship. I tried to deny it thinking that this was a love that had lasted for over a millennia, but it just didn't feel right."
"Alright," she said in a cold voice that had almost no emotion and turned to go up the stairs.
Jacen, seeing this, ran to his room and pretended to be asleep. His mother then came into his room and 'woke him up.' "Whatsa matter Mommy?" he asked, acting like he had been asleep the whole time. He saw his mother packing a bag of his stuff and wisely stayed quiet. He didn't think his mother needed questions but to just let her be for now.
She threw him a shirt, a coat and a pair of pants and he didn't need to be told to get dressed. By now it was about 5 a.m. and the sun was starting to rise. (that's what time it starts to rise in AZ. I should know, I see it often enough.) She then went to her room and packed her own bag.
"Come on. We're leaving." She had taken the time to call a cab on her cell phone while packing her own bag and it should be there by now.
All this was going on while her husband was by the door in shock at her reaction. He only snapped out of it when he saw her walking down the stairs with their son with two stuffed duffle bags. "Where are you going?" he managed to croak out as he found his voice.
"Somewhere not here, somewhere without you. Goodbye. Zachary Zoisite Kurata." She said while giving her bags over to the kind cab driver.
"Where to Ma'am?"
"Capsule Corps," she said after going through her mental list of places for her to go and be safe. `Zachary wouldn't dare come here. Especially when I tell Usagi what happened. That, and he's afraid of the men of the house. Hehe.'
"Why there Mommy?" Jacen asked. He had only been there once and didn't have fond memories of a man named Vegetable with spiky hair yelling at him for being weak.
"I need to talk to your Aunt Usagi."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
I'm not puting in the 3rd verse 'cause she does not kill him in this fic.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~
I Told you. Major AU. I do believe I gave you more than enough hints at who the couple was. If you still don't get it you must be extremely dense. Like Goku or Usagi dense.
Why is Usagi at Capsule Corps.? Why doesn't Jacen have fond memories of Veggie head? (though who would, after being 2 and called a weakling by a man you don't know and named vegetable?) And why am I writing this at 4 in the morning? I AM NOCTURNAL!
Notes: Jacen is pronounced like Jason. I've always liked the name Jason but I like this spelling better.
Royal Guard/Four Generals: Kunzite - Kenjo Fukuda Nephrite - Nathan Sanada Zoisite - Zachary Kurata Jadeite - Justin Tanaka
FINALLY!! I CAN TURN OFF THIS SONG!!! To make sure I wouldn't lose track of what I was writing I put the Thunder Rolls on repeat and have been listening to it since 1:30 this morning. At about 3 minutes long, I've heard this song about 50x in 2 1/2 hours. I've had enough.
Just this chapter is five pages long and now I've gotta wait til FF.net is back up. I finally write a fic by myself and the stupid site is down!
The explanation I used about thunder is what I used to think when I was younger. The names for the Generals are names I got off of another fic but I have slightly altered them with their general name as their middle name. I just couldn't think of any other names so...yeah. And, I'll give background info on everyone later. Ja!
So far only the first chapter will be done to a song. The characters may be a little OOC (out of character), so please bear with me and forgive me in advance.
This is AU and the Generals have been reborn and are paired up with the Inners. M/N, R/J, M/K, and A/Z, and have pledged their allegiance to The Moon Princess and Earth Prince. Usagi and Mamoru have seperated for permanently because they found they didn't love each other other than in a brother-sister relationship.This takes place after Sailor Moon Stars, but R never happened. So that means no Chibi-Usa. =)
In DBZ the characters are the ages during the Cell games but before Buu. Buu doesn't excist in this fic. With no Videl! I don't like her so she's not gonna be in here either.
Inner scouts: 24 Outers: 28, except Saturn who is about 20-21. (I'm guessing here 'cause my mind is on the blank right now.Correct me if I'm wrong and I will happily change it.) Mamo-baka: 29 Generals: 25 DBZ Peopls: The ages they are after the Cell games but before Buu. Mirai Trunks is there too. *DROOL* He's about 24 or so.
*blah* Means someone's conscience is talking to them. `blah' is thoughts "blah" is, of course, speaking. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul in sight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ `Kami help me if she finds out,' the man thought as he drove his Ford P.O.S. (piece of shit. I hate Fords if you couldn't tell.) His features were indistinct due to the poor lighting on the street. `If she finds out I might as well dig my own grave, lay myself in my coffin, and nail it shut.' He looked at his watch, saw that is was 3:30 a.m. and groaned. He then turned onto a street with only one house lit up in the storm, sticking out like a beacon. A shadow moved back and forth across a window with the curtains drawn. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------- Inside the brightly lit house a woman ,clearly upset, paced back and forth. She worriedly ran her left hand through her short, untidy hair,already disheveled from countless times of running her hand through it, with the light catching a simple gold and diamond band on her ring finger. `Where is he? Is he o.k.? Or is he in some kind of trouble? Calm down,- she told herself, if he was in danger you would have felt it.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ The man driving the car was nervously looking at the dark shapes of the houses he passed. His long sandy blonde hair, now slightly visible because of better lighting on the street, was pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of his neck. (can you tell who it is yet? §ô¿ô§ ) He didn't want to hurt her but he felt no love for her; only friendship.
He looked at the wedding band on his hand. `I thought this love was supposed to be eternal. Feh. Kami, I hate to hurt her like this. But, I just don't feel the same way I did about her.' He thought about his wife and how she was shy and easily hurt. But she had a good head on her shoulders, and he had noticed her distancing (is that a word?!) herself from him for a few months now. `Maybe she feels the same way I do. Maybe I won't hurt her as bad as I thought I would.' *Or maybe, she's figured it out but doesn't want to say anything for fear of the truth,* said that nagging voice at the back of his head called a conscience. "Shut up, you," he said to the voice. "I'm gonna tell her tonight. Will that make you shut up and leave me alone?" *Not for long, but for tonight I will.* ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------- In the brightly lit house the woman kept pacing by the window. `It's okay. He's fine. It's just this damned storm keeping him.' She'd heard on TV that there had been several accidents and telephone poles were down because of the storm. `He just can't call 'cause the phone lines are out and he's probably stuck on the highway because of the accidents,' she thought to herself as she ran her hand through her dark blue hair again. `Yes, that's the logical answer. That's why he's not home yet. That dream meant nothing.'
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~** ~~** *Flashback* She woke up breathing heavily in a cold sweat, surprising as it was the hottest night they had had yet this summer. She was wondering why she had woken up when she glanced at her peacefully sleeping husband and the dream came rushing back to her.
She had been in a strange room in a strange bed with her husband sleeping lightly on top of her stomach. Some how she had known this was not her body he was sleeping on and a lock of shockingly red hair confirmed it. She was not the woman her husband was sleeping on.
"It's just a dream. Dreams don't mean anything."
*Sure, you keep telling yourself that. But when the time comes it won't be that simple to deny the truth.*
"Honey? Are you o.k.?" her now awake husband asked.
"Yeah, just a nightmare,"she said and fell into a dreamless sleep. *End Flashback* ~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~** ~~**~~
After that she had distanced herself from her husband.
As she was pacing she heard her four year old son come out of his room and down the stairs. "What's the matter honey? Did I wake you up with all my pacing?'' she asked with a slight smile, knowing how light a sleeper her son was.
"Nuh-uh. The thunder did. Why is there thunder, Mommy?" the boy who had plopped himself on her lap asked giving her an innocent look.
`Selene, he's the spitting image of his father. Only with my hair color and my eyes.' It was true. The boy had his father's slightly feminine looks and his hair, but had his mother's eye and hair color. He also had her brains. "Well, Jacen, when the gods get angry sometimes they stomp their feet like you do when you get mad. But, since they're up in the Heavens, they're stomping can be heard from miles around. Though, sometimes they aren't mad. They're just bowling and the thunder is the crash of the pins being knocked down by the bowling ball. So don't let it scare you. I think tonight the Gods are just bowling to have some fun." `It isn't the scientifically correct answer but he's four. He doesn't know the difference. Just let him have this little fantasy.'
That seemed to satisfy the young boy who was beginning to fall asleep on her lap. "Now, go to bed. We have a lot to do in the morning." She led Jacen up the stairs and into his room. After placing him in bed and tucking him in she kissed his cheek and said good-night. Turning off the light and shuting the door quietly she returned to her post downstairs.
============================================================================ ====== I suppose I could stop here but, since I'm nice, I'll keep going.. =) ============================================================================ ======
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ `Kami, only three houses left.' The man was driving slowly, prolonging the inevitable hurt he would be causing in a few short moments. He finally got to his own driveway and slowly opened the door letting in the slashing rain. `Why did I do this in the first place?! Why didn't I just call it off when I didn't feel the same about her?' A sudden image filled his mind. An image of a young boy with long blue hair. `Kami, Jacen I am so sorry about what I'm about to do to you and your mother.'
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------- She saw the headlights of a car pull into the driveway and immediatly went to the door to wait for it to open. When it did not open as quickly as it should have in her mind she ran outside thinking her husband might be injured in some way. Just as she was about to scream his name because the car door was open and he was just sitting there her husband got out. ( you didn't honestly think I'd give away their names now did you?)
"Thank Selene-sama! You're alright!" With that she threw herself into his arms and held him like she wouldn't let go if Cosmos herself tried to make her. "What's wrong?" she asked when he didn't return the embrace. She looked into his eyes and saw something she couldn't explain in them. With that and a strange fragrance that smelled like grapefruit clinging to his shirt she recalled the dream she had worried about for over a week now. A bolt of lighting slashed the sky illuminating her face and the hurt in her eyes.
"Wait, I can explain-" he said when she spun on her heels and practically ran towards the house but was cut off as he tried to grab her elbow.
"Don't you touch me you lying, cheating, bastard! How could you do this to me?! To us?! To our son?!" She tried to run inside again and shut the door in his face but he held it open and forced his way inside. "Get out before I call the police!"
"Now wait just a damned minute! This is my house also! And if you don't lower your voice you'll wake up Jacen."
Unbeknownst to them, Jacen had already woken up to the shouting of his parents from outside and was now sitting at the top of the stairs watching the events going on below him.
In a cooler, calmer voice she said, "I can't believe it took me this long to figure out. I've been noticing a citrusy (sp?) smell on your shirts when I washed them. I figured I must be imagining things 'cause I only wear subtle floral smells like jasmin. Then when you started coming home later and later into the night and early morning. If I was doing something wrong why didn't you tell me?" she asked in a quiet, hurt voice.
"Kami, it wasn't anything that you did. It's just that one day I didn't feel the same love that I once did for you. All I felt was a friendship. I tried to deny it thinking that this was a love that had lasted for over a millennia, but it just didn't feel right."
"Alright," she said in a cold voice that had almost no emotion and turned to go up the stairs.
Jacen, seeing this, ran to his room and pretended to be asleep. His mother then came into his room and 'woke him up.' "Whatsa matter Mommy?" he asked, acting like he had been asleep the whole time. He saw his mother packing a bag of his stuff and wisely stayed quiet. He didn't think his mother needed questions but to just let her be for now.
She threw him a shirt, a coat and a pair of pants and he didn't need to be told to get dressed. By now it was about 5 a.m. and the sun was starting to rise. (that's what time it starts to rise in AZ. I should know, I see it often enough.) She then went to her room and packed her own bag.
"Come on. We're leaving." She had taken the time to call a cab on her cell phone while packing her own bag and it should be there by now.
All this was going on while her husband was by the door in shock at her reaction. He only snapped out of it when he saw her walking down the stairs with their son with two stuffed duffle bags. "Where are you going?" he managed to croak out as he found his voice.
"Somewhere not here, somewhere without you. Goodbye. Zachary Zoisite Kurata." She said while giving her bags over to the kind cab driver.
"Where to Ma'am?"
"Capsule Corps," she said after going through her mental list of places for her to go and be safe. `Zachary wouldn't dare come here. Especially when I tell Usagi what happened. That, and he's afraid of the men of the house. Hehe.'
"Why there Mommy?" Jacen asked. He had only been there once and didn't have fond memories of a man named Vegetable with spiky hair yelling at him for being weak.
"I need to talk to your Aunt Usagi."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
I'm not puting in the 3rd verse 'cause she does not kill him in this fic.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~
I Told you. Major AU. I do believe I gave you more than enough hints at who the couple was. If you still don't get it you must be extremely dense. Like Goku or Usagi dense.
Why is Usagi at Capsule Corps.? Why doesn't Jacen have fond memories of Veggie head? (though who would, after being 2 and called a weakling by a man you don't know and named vegetable?) And why am I writing this at 4 in the morning? I AM NOCTURNAL!
Notes: Jacen is pronounced like Jason. I've always liked the name Jason but I like this spelling better.
Royal Guard/Four Generals: Kunzite - Kenjo Fukuda Nephrite - Nathan Sanada Zoisite - Zachary Kurata Jadeite - Justin Tanaka
FINALLY!! I CAN TURN OFF THIS SONG!!! To make sure I wouldn't lose track of what I was writing I put the Thunder Rolls on repeat and have been listening to it since 1:30 this morning. At about 3 minutes long, I've heard this song about 50x in 2 1/2 hours. I've had enough.
Just this chapter is five pages long and now I've gotta wait til FF.net is back up. I finally write a fic by myself and the stupid site is down!
The explanation I used about thunder is what I used to think when I was younger. The names for the Generals are names I got off of another fic but I have slightly altered them with their general name as their middle name. I just couldn't think of any other names so...yeah. And, I'll give background info on everyone later. Ja!