Pandora's Box

Pairing: Haruka Tenou and Michiru Kaiou

AN: This is written in a play format- and it's a high school AU woosh :D ahhahaha I had fun writing this.

Disclaimer: Nope I don't own Sailor Moon!

Enjoy!

Scene a)i)

Centre spotlight on; a girl with green hair falls from a block- a clear attempt at suicide. There are screams. The spotlight snaps out, and the stage is dark again.

Scene a)ii)

Lights fade in, our protagonist is sitting at a desk, sketching- there are a few more empty ones surrounding her.

MEAN GIRLS (their names are to be confirmed- because we can never tell a shadow apart from another)

[strutting in] Oh look- it's Michiru Kaiou, the girl who thinks she's better than the rest of us.

MICHIRU

[pauses, closing her sketchbook, and nonchalantly puts it away with a certain tenseness] Ara, but it is not considered an opinion if it is a fact, no?

MEAN GIRLS

[sneer- almost too quickly] You're a freak.

MICHIRU

If being normal entails being like you, I shall have to decline the offer. [amused- that is the only way she can keep herself from breaking down]

MEAN GIRLS push MICHIRU to the floor, and grab her sketchbook before throwing it to the ground.

MEAN GIRLS

Freak. A waste of time. You should just go and die.

MICHIRU

[laughing, because there's nothing much she can do] A waste of time? I assure you, the only person's time you're wasting is your own. [stands and dusts her uniform, hesitating about whether to pick up her sketchbook.]

The bell rings, conveniently, and MICHIRU picks up her sketchbook before hastily exiting the class. Another student with windswept hair- whose name we will come to know of- enters and bumps into MICHIRU.

MICHIRU

Oh my- I'm sorry, I didn't-

STUDENT [there are no appropriate names to bestow upon her, and hence- her status will be enough for now]

[softly, gently- as though she knows that she can break MICHIRU anytime] Did you know-?

MICHIRU

[gulps, as we all do when faced with the knowledge of not knowing] Know what?

STUDENT

That apologizing is a sign of guilt, and that it is evidence enough to have a case against you? [she smiles, and it is a soft one- almost pitying]

MICHIRU

Integrity is a virtue.

STUDENT

[her smile is gentle, her gaze not so] So, integrity above everything else?

MICHIRU

[narrows her eyes, looking almost vexed- she shoots a wary glance at the MEAN GIRLS behind her] No. Integrity over guilt.

STUDENT

That hardly makes any sense. [sweeping bangs out of face] That's a consequential statement.

MICHIRU

That's a principle.

MICHIRU moves past the STUDENT hurriedly, because the fear of not knowing leaves us all astounded and wary.

STUDENT

[chuckling- and utters the statement softly] You lie.

MICHIRU pauses in her tracks, almost angry at the accusation, and almost stunned. Though the STUDENT has been soft, the blows hit home- hard.

MICHIRU

[bitterly] Just enough to stay sane.

MICHIRU exits.

MEAN GIRLS

Freak.

STUDENT

[sarcastic, dropping all pretenses] Your extensive vocabulary is commendable.

MEAN GIRLS

[it is intended to hurt- their previous act of mocking MICHIRU seems almost playful now] You bitch.

STUDENT

Takes one to know one, huh.

MEAN GIRLS

You don't belong here.

STUDENT

[sneering] Do you? Do you belong here, in this little, wittle cwassroom with rwainbows and unicorns? Does wittle bitty meanie love pwaying kingdom and pwetending to be the great qween of empty hallways?

MEAN GIRLS

Cut the crap, Haruka Tenou. You stink of your cigarettes and of your rotting mother-

HARUKA [yet another convenient introduction to her name]

Did you know?

MEAN GIRLS

Oh, enlighten me, freak.

HARUKA

That you should really stop using my father's cologne? You stink.

MEAN GIRLS

What, Tenou, does it hurt your little bitty heart to know that I've been screwing your father over and over? Does it make mama's little girl-

HARUKA

[smirks] You really shouldn't have said that. [holds out a recorder] You already stink of the moth balls they have at the Girls' Home.

MEAN GIRLS

You wouldn't.

HARUKA

[exasperated sigh] Really, what do they teach you kids these days about underage sex and plausible deniability?

HARUKA sprints, exits.

The MEAN GIRLS chase.

Lights fade out. The stage is dark.

AN: woosh that was fun! :D I'm trying out a different style. I don't really have the patience for multi-chaptered fics, but I guess I should be able to tackle this one... Won't be writing too much though- I still have other writing commitments outside of

Reviews will be appreciated!