Hey All! So this is going to be a pretty short story (thinking only like 4-5 chapters) focusing on reuniting some of the Sailor Senshi with their lost loves. I have always loved Sailor Moon (seriously, my name even gives it away) but for whatever insane reason, I have never done a fanfic with them. SO, hopefully I will get some readers interested in this story and if I think enough people enjoy it, I will hopefully start another one.
This is going to be a sightly different story line for our Senshi and Generals, and hopefully you all like it! Let me know.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Sailor Moon characters, although I'd love to (looking at you, Mamo-Chan ;) )
Mina woke with a start, heart pounding. As she had every single night since the nightmares started several weeks earlier, she quickly glanced around the dark bedroom, looking for a youma she knew wouldn't be there, wanting something other than her overwhelming guilt to be the reason behind what she experienced every night in her dreams.
The guilt, however, had been the only explanation for her nightmares. Every night, Minako was transported back to that night a little over three years ago when she made a choice that had left her hollow inside, almost as if Minako, the Goddess of Love, had faded away at the same moment her other half had died by her hand.
Startled by the moisture that trickled down one cheek, Mina reached up and wiped the offensive tear away, disgusted with herself for being so emotional.
She shut her eyes briefly, but wrenched them back open in a panic when his face flashed before her eyes. Mina's sword protruding from his body as he collapsed before her, the agony in his eyes as fierce as the agony in her heart. His hand reaching up to her, almost as if he wanted to hold her one last time, much like he had in a past life. Sailor Venus had reached down, desperate for his touch, remembering how strong their love had been on the Moon Kingdom and hoping that he could now feel it as well.
Maybe if they touched, he would remember it all with her.
Instead of his embrace, his eyes clouded over and his hand fell away to rest next to his now still body.
She remembered watching as he lay there, some ridiculous part of herself willing him to rise, to come back to her. They were alone on the field of battle, he was her enemy, and yet all she could do was plead with whatever was out there to fix him, to bring him back.
Sailor Venus had collapsed next to Kunzite's body as her knees gave out, her fuku disappearing along with her sword, leaving behind a rare transformation of her as a princess of Venus, her long orange shimmering gown flowing around them. Minako had grabbed ahold of his shoulders, shaking him sadly as her tears fell all over his face and his long silver hair, her vision blurring and black spots appearing before her as the pain in her heart threatened to break her even further.
She had felt her body imbued with some odd magic she hadn't felt in over a thousand years on her home planet. Venus remembered being filled with light, so bright it blinded her as it came from the tears she spilled, flowing like a river down to the man she held clutched so tightly to her. For a inexplicable moment, she would have sworn he moved, filled with an ancient power before it was gone just as quickly, as if she had imagined it all.
The light had faded and with it, all of the Goddess had faded too, until only the school girl Minako had been left, holding on tenderly to a dead man.
No sweet words had been exchanged between them in Kunzite's final moment, only the broken promise of what their future should have been.
Mina was never sure how long she had stayed there with him, how long her heart had slowed as it tried to find the nonexistent rhythm of her soul mate's. She only knew that she stayed with him until Sailor Moon had found her; the leader of the Senshi, broken beyond repair.
There was a soft knock before Mina's roommate and fellow Senshi Ami Mizuno opened the door, peaking her head into the room, eyes softening as they landed on Minako's huddled form on the bed. The burst of light from the hallway was enough to startled Minako out of her memory of that night and she felt her lower lip tremble from so much pain, unable to bottle it up and hide it from the other woman.
"Mina." It was all she said before the woman on the bed began to sob tiredly into her hands, body shaking with her cries.
A moment later Ami was on the bed with her, hands wrapped around the weeping woman, soothing her with both her soft touch and her soft voice as she whispered soothingly to the other woman.
"What's wrong?" Zoicite stood in the center of the room, his eyes worriedly looking at both women.
Mina lifted her head abruptly, staring up at one of the men who should hate her as much as she hated herself. She had taken away something precious from all of them three years ago when she had murdered her soul mate, thinking that it was the only way to win against Beryl.
Looking at the general before her, Mina knew how terribly wrong she had been. How she could have fought harder, should have believed in her eternal bond to save Kunzite.
Ami had never given up and had been rewarded when Zoicite had been saved by Usagi, returned to them all. The same had occurred with Makoto and Nephrite.
"Do you think there is a chance he could be reborn? That he could live a normal life, free of youmas and evil?" Minako asked the man who was now kneeling before her, holding one of her hands while his wife held another.
Zoicite looked tenderly at his friend, trying in vain to beat back the sorrow he felt for her, for the loss she endured. "I think that anything is possible. I also think that in his next life, he will find you. Your souls were forged together by an unbreakable bond. When he died, you freed him from the evil that clouded his heart, body and soul and allowed him to truly see what awaits him in the next life. He will come back to you."
Mina smiled down at the man, feeling less sad, if only by a fraction.
"Sorry for waking you guys." Mina sniffed before Ami reached over on her nightstand, bringing back a box of Kleenex for her friend.
"We were still awake, otherwise we probably wouldn't have even known you were having a nightmare." Ami responded as the other woman blew her nose.
Finished with her slightly embarrassing task, Mina raised an eyebrow and smirked at one of her best friends.
"It's a bit late in the evening to be up studying for college exams, you two. Getting a little hanky panky in before your test tomorrow?"
Ami blushed wildly, her shoulder length dark blue hair doing nothing to cover her face.
Zoicite merely smiled happily at his wife before leaning over and giving Ami a peck on the cheek. "I do love with you blush, wife." Ami blushed even harder, standing abruptly and leaving the two of them to laugh as she departed the room hastily.
"Thank you for not hating me," Mina whispered to Zoicite, not looking into his eyes as the words left her lips.
"There are many things I feel, none of them are hatred for you, Minako." Mina bit her lip to keep it from trembling as she felt a fresh new wave of tears filling her eyes.
Zoicite sighed a bit unhappily before taking a seat next to the Senshi of Love and handing her another Kleenex from the box.
"I feel sorrow for you, for what you have endured. I feel grateful to you, for setting Kunzite free. I feel happy that I am able to watch over you in his stead, as I know without a doubt he would not want you to be alone, nor to suffer without him. I feel angry you both were stripped of your right to be together and I feel so much overwhelming guilt that I live and love and yet you both cannot." Zoicite let the woman lean on him as she took comfort from his words.
The silence stretched on for what seemed like a lifetime before Minako sat up and away from him, her eyes dry and bright.
"You're a good friend, Zoicite. I'm glad you're here. You make Ami so happy, it's hard to believe how much different she was before." He smiled before standing up and strutting to the door.
"Speaking of making Ami happy, I believe we have some hanky panky to get back to." Mina laughed and threw a pillow at the retreating man, not wanting to think about her friends having sex. They were her family.
'Ew', Mina thought as she stood up from the bed. Looking at her watch, she realized it was only 3am.
'No time like the present to get a jump start on my workout routine.'
Kunzite sat up in bed, clutching his heart painfully to his chest as he relived, yet again, the second time he was struck through by the love of his life.
Grunting at the imaginary pain, he stood up from his bed and left the room without another thought of sleep.
Using his memory to guide him through the dark and forgotten castle buried within the Negaverse, Kunzite tried to brush off the sensation he felt in his once beating heart.
In recent years, Kunzite had been reliving the last time he saw her, his Venus princess, each night when he closed his eyes. Always the same memory.
They had battled fiercely, nearly killing each other on several occasions before their final showdown.
Kunzite felt as if it was yesterday, although with the passage of time in the castle he occupied within the hollowed out dimension of the Negaverse, it was nearly three lifetimes.
He remembered vividly, each strike he made at her, the young Minako Aino, or rather her alter ego, Sailor Venus. Kunzite remembered torturing her with bouts of dark energy, wave after wave of brutal force that eventually brought her to her knees before him. His victory for Queen Beryl had been absolute, yet the closer he got to woman kneeling on the cold ground, the more he felt a strange sensation at the back of his neck, his head felt colder while his heart had begun beating again for the first time in a thousand years.
The sensations should have been enough to make him run away from her and the things she was doing to him, and yet… Kunzite had crept closer, almost as if he could merge his body with hers and be whole.
Looking into Sailor Venus's deep blue eyes as he stood in front of her, an energy ball cupped in his hand high above his head, Kunzite had had the strangest sense of déjà vu.
Her eyes had filled with tears and she called out to him, her voice a caress that punctured the darkness that had held him captive for so many years.
"Kunzite, please don't do this. Please," Sailor Venus had wept as she knelt at his feet, her sword on the ground next to her.
Kunzite felt a blast of heat hit him straight in the chest at her words, as if just by saying his name she had unlocked hundreds of memories that had been trapped behind the barrier created by the Negaverse.
He felt his arm waver above his head as he recalled every memory of her at once, his princess, his intended bride. The first time they met, the first time he kissed her, every kiss after that first one, every touch. The first time she had confessed her love for him and he had stormed off, feeling such conflict arising inside of him. Knowing that he loved her more than he loved his Prince, that he would be loyal to her above all else. Knowing that it was he who had ultimately destroyed her on the Moon Kingdom.
Kunzite had pledged himself to her for an eternity and at the first test of loyalty, he had fallen under the spell of the Negaverse.
'I have failed her', Kunzite thought as he stared down at the woman at his feet, his brow furrowing as the energy ball dissipated from his hand which he had then lowered to his side as he gazed at her so intently.
"Minako." Her eyes had widened at the way her name had slipped effortlessly from his lips. Hesitantly the Senshi had stood up before him, sword grasped loosely in her hand as she observed him from a safer distance as she backed away.
"Minako, I-" His words caught in his throat as a blast of dark energy hit him full force, no doubt from Queen Beryl. It was powerful enough to begin forcing out the heat that had filled his body, pushing the memories he had of Minako further from his mind where they had lingered only moments before.
Kunzite had hunched over as he felt the darkness filling him once more, his attempts to fight off the poisonous touch in vain.
"Do it, Minako. You need to finish this." He looked up at her, his long silver hair partially obstructing his view of her. Even battered and bruised his goddess was a sight to behold. How could he have never noticed before?
Minako shook her head desperately, her eyes pleading with him to fight, to find a way to make it back to her. But he couldn't. The brave and noble General Kunzite was gone and the villain he had become was taking root once more.
"Do it!" He shouted at her, only to have her run forward, her sword sinking into his chest as she screamed out. Kunzite had fallen back to the ground, his head landing on a rock as he looked up at the frozen woman above him.
The sun was beginning to rise and with it, her hair was cast in a golden halo from above him, reminding him of her glory in this life and in the past. Where he had destroyed her once before.
Kunzite reached out to his Senshi, hoping to hold her to him one last time, happy that his memories of her came flooding back to him, bringing him a sense of peace he hadn't been aware he had been searching for.
Minako was his peace. Forever.
It was that final thought that caused him to drift off, only to be encased in a glass of warmth that filled him completely, casting out the residual effect of the negative energy that had been flowing through his veins.
The last thought Kunzite had before dying was that he would have given anything to return to his princess.
Anything.
Days passed as Kunzite watched the still form encased in the crystal clear tomb deep within the dungeons of the castle.
The place had long since been deserted, the last negative beings forced out by the Silver Crystal. Only Kunzite had remained to keep a careful watch of the general stuck in a comatose state in the tomb before him.
It was Kunzite's burden to bear, waiting for Jadeite to awaken.
When the leader of the generals had cast his dying wish out into the universe, he should have known his princess was capable of fulfilling it, even if she was unaware that it had been her planet's power that had resurrected Kunzite.
He had even spoken with the planet, if one could believe such a thing. Well, he had been given impressions on his mission, what was necessary of him to complete before returning to his princess for good.
Kunzite needed to atone for his sins before he could return to Minako. One such way was for him occupy the dreadful castle floating in the dark dimension, protecting it from evil that wished to take hold. His mission would be completed when Jadeite awoke from his slumber, fully healed and regenerated.
Kunzite wasn't sure what had happened, only that it had been over three hundred years and the final general had slept peacefully in the tomb Kunzite visited each day. He hoped one day he would come down and find his funny friend freaking out at being trapped in a tomb.
It hadn't happened yet.
Kunzite was unaware of Jadeite's importance to Kunzite's mission, only that when the sleeping general finally awakened, the two men would be able to leave this dreaded fortress behind and go home to their planet.
The first hundred years spent in the castle, Kunzite had been adamant at figuring out Jadeite's role in their return to Earth. As operatives of the Negaverse, the generals had been able to teleport with no issues whatsoever, however, as Kunzite had been cleansed by the waters of Venus, he no longer had such abilities.
He sometimes feared Jadeite would awaken evil and that this would have all been an elaborate game some evil being had conjured to torture Kunzite with the promise of hope.
After three hundred years, Kunzite no longer cared if Jadeite was evil as long as he could return home. Back to Minako.
How many earth years had passed since his death? Three or more at least. She would be an adult now and as lovely as ever. Kunzite knew Minako would cease aging when she reached maturity, much like he had. She would be frozen in time forever, which gave him plenty of time to go back to her. Although, each day he was away from her was like agony to Kunzite. How many things would he miss in her new life?
He missed everything about her; her smile, her laughter, her everlasting happiness.
Minako was everything Kunzite was not. She was carefree while he followed orders to a tee. She was open with her feelings while he was closed off. She let her heart lead her while he used his logic to dictate his life.
Minako made him live. Made him breathe. She had even made his heart beat again after lifetimes of nothing.
While a part of him knew his Minako was faithful, another part worried that she might move on while he was trapped in this void, waiting on Jadeite to wake the hell up.
Kunzite's brow furrowed as he thought about someone having firsts with Minako that were reserved for him. That were for him and him alone.
The thought made his fist clench at his side and his heart pick up an angry beat at the thought.
Kunzite was so frustrated he slammed his fist on the top of the crystal like coffin, yelling out his frustrations.
Imagine his surprise when the body inside the tomb jerked and a hand inside the tomb reached up and smacked the same area Kunzite had.
"Seriously need to work on your bedside manner, asshole." Jadeite muttered before opening his eyes.
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