Here Comes The Rain
Sequel to "Rainy days symbolizes what?" By : Holy Reimaund HCK
Chapter 1
Disclaimer : I do not own Sailor Moon. But the story idea is mine. And so on and so forth. It just boils down to one thing anyway ..
PLS DON'T SUE ME!
On with the story
So this is now how her "Home" land looks like. It changed so much since she had last been there. Funny but she feel anything but at home. She's back. After years of working her butt to be 'Better than the rest'. To be good enough, no, better than THEY are. Now, its pay back time. She'll surely make her 'visit' worthwhile. How'll she do that, only she knows how.
She walks briskly, confidently, knowing that what she had in mind will teach them to never underestimate anyone anymore. So she's a coward weakling huh? They'll soon see whose weakling and coward soon. She smiled as evil thought swarm in her mind. Could she be blamed? NO! THEY are the one responsible for the evil that she had become. And now they shall experience her wrath. For she swore that they'll pay hard for the pain they had inflicted upon her. No more miss nice girl. Oh no! She'll not forgive them easily nor could they get away from their 'faults' and 'sins' easily. Not until she saw them crumble on her feet.
She walked out of the airport and waited for a taxi to come and take her to where she should heading. She'll rest just now, tomorrow will be her 'grand re-entrance' into THEIR lives. Today she came back to Tokyo, and she'll not leave it until she wrecked total havoc to the five people whose responsible for all the thing she went through. Had they've been faithful and loyal, had they return the favor she gave them, she would not suffer otherwise. And now those five people will experience the worse of her. They mess with her before. Now she'll mess with their lives, let them wait and see what she have in-stored for them.
Chiba Mamoru felt a familiar 'tug' he never felt for five years now. 'Could it be?' he thought. 'No, I must be feeling my guilt doing its job on grinding my soul again' he rationalized since its so impossible for him to feel that 'tug' ever again. How can he? When the source of that supposed 'tug' has been dead, murdered and raped, for five years now.
Five years, he's really so surprise how he is surviving when the very reason of his existence no longer exist. Her existence died only five years ago but her life itself was killed years before that. And the reason of her internal death where caused by…
NO!
He cannot go through this again! Past is past and should no longer be concerned with it. Because no matter how much he sulk upon the past it will never change what happened before and the turn out of the events now and in the coming future because of the actions they had taken in the 'past'. But even as he told himself that, he couldn't believe it. He believes, in the back of his mind, that he is to suffer for what he did to her for the rest of the eternity. Him who swore to protect her, care for her and love her. Funny but life is really ironic. For instead of giving her pleasures, he instead drowned her in pain.
He shook his head. He cannot just sulk like this for the rest of his life. Oh yes, it is his fault, and he acknowledge it and would welcome his punishment. But he also have a life to live no matter how lame that life it maybe. Besides, he may have the biggest fault, but its not his 'only' fault. He shook his head more violently at what he just thought. Others may have fault to but it always came down to one thing...
'If only I had protected her like I swear I would, if only I cared and love her enough, no matter how many people try to hurt her, she'll never be harmed. If only I was there…'
Therefore, its not right to find someone else's flaws. Some protector he is. That distasteful guilt once again clout in his stomach making him squirm in agony. When will this end. He looked out the window. Once again it is storming. Heavy dark cloud covers the sky as heavy acid rain assaulted anything on its path, just like how his guilty conscience eat him alive.
Four girls gathered in a square low table. Each of them had the same look in the eye. All of them had the same familiar eye-bags and distressed lines across their foreheads. Supposedly their young but lines are already making itself shown in their supposed young elastic skin.
"Five years, and her body still not found." Black-haired priestess, Hino Rei, was the first to speak. She massaged her temples as she felt the same stress she's been used to feeling for the passed years now. She closed her eyes as she fought herself to cry in an outraged fit this unfairness brings to everyone. "I mean I do not know if I should hope that she's still alive or mourn. This really is so frustrating. I mean why haven't they found her yet" she continued.
Three pair of eyes looked at her, sympathy of knowing how she felt is evident in their eyes. Tsukino Usagi, where the hell is she? Is she even still alive? That's the question that kept running on their minds. The question that have been haunting them for the past years. They simply can't lay back until they found their body.
"I still hope she's still alive though. I mean her body isn't found yet. So maybe she's still somewhere out there." Aino Minako reasoned out. Its true, she still have hope that her friend is still out there somewhere, alive and kicking. She simply just refused to believe she's already dead until she saw for herself her friend's corpse and felt the coldness of her skin and the unbeating of her pulse.
"but if she's alive, how come she haven't contacted us?" Kino Makoto retorted to Aino Minako which was replied by three pairs of eyes rolling at her direction. Makoto sighed a resigned sigh. She's tired of thinking, and thinking is the last thing she do. She already overdone it.
"Mako-chan, do you think you'll contact us after we abandoned you? Of course if Usagi-chan is alive, she'll no longer regard us as her friends. We failed her. We hurt her" The ever-so-intelligent Mizuno Ami reasoned logically at her friend. Her patience of their situation is slowly wearing off. And considering she's Ami, its so not her to lose patience.
"so you think she's dead?"
The sound of a group of four girls sighing had been heard inside the walls of Hikawa Shrine as the last question had been dropped, implicating just one thing
They are back to square one…
Rain Dela Luna is pleased with herself. Her new office is beautiful. Her life is perfect. And all of her plans are slowly and one by one coming true. This is a good start…
There! Did you liked it? R&R please!
I know I've been gone so long, 1 year and 1 month to be exact. Anyway, this is the promised sequel to my fanfic 'Rainy Days Symbolizes what?'. I hope its not too late for me to comeback though, I'm really sorry for not updating soon (like anyone cares right… boy I wish someone cares TT ). Don't worry I'll write faster now.
Gotta sign off again but I'll be uploading next chapter soon. No more hallow promises this time! and please watch out for the next chapter!
Signing off…… for now!
HCK Holy Reimaund (.)