Disclaimer: Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon belongs to the GREAT Naoko Takeuchi.
I just borrowed her characters and made my own plot line. This is an AU fanfiction! That means anything goes… If you wanna bitch about my writing make an appointment with my ass and kiss it! If you don't like my story DO NOT READ IT! This story is set during the Sailor Moon R arc when the DarkMoon Kingdom invades the future. It focuses specifically on Serena/Usagi and Darien/Mamoru's break up. I always felt that their 'break up' wasn't at the appropriate moment for it to be the major Drama the anime portrayed it to be. SO I moved the whole SMR arc to the end of the series. All the characters are known but Crystal Tokyo hasn't been attack, yet. It'll make sense later…
I hope, this is my first fanfic so… yea.
Italicized-Thought
"…"- Speaking
NOW on with the story!
I'm lost without you…
You broke my heart weeks ago. I feel so misplaced; like my body is here but my soul wanders along a distant shore, trillions of eons away. The 'me' you knew no longer exist, she's vanished into thin air and my spirit has gone with her.
She stares at me from that great divide, lost like Romeo, without his sun to see all the dangers within this Garden of Eden. Her eyes are the purest cerulean gems with no sparkle, vacant windows, no warmth within their depths.
She cries for me but I turn a deaf ear. We've drifted too far apart; she isn't who I want to be anymore. Sugar coated smiles, false laughter, selflessness… What rubbish! She makes me sick! I hate her but…I created her.
She is me but not me. She is what I wanted others to think of me because the real me…
The real me is selfish. I want, without care of who I must hurt to get what I want. I don't care what others think of me, but only how they'll react at first sight. First impressions are most important. I floored them before; I can do it again without much effort. They don't know me, they only think they do.
The image before is what I wanted you to see because I was afraid you wouldn't love me the way I really am. But I'll never make that mistake again. I love myself now and I will forever because you are nothing without me.
Without me, you don't exist…
It's raining again…
It's been raining for a week now. I swear the weather reflects my mood. A week ago my heart was shattered into a million pieces, ground down to a fine dust then blown away by the wind to be scattered across the inky blue sky, forever shining back at me. So close, I can see them. I am forever haunted by these memories but they are so far away that I can never touch them.
I've lain in this position for the past 36 hours; curled up, safe and warm in my comforter in my shield, a protective womb. My mother checked on me every two hours, I haven't responded yet. I'm surprised I'm still breathing. Most people would have killed themselves by now.
Ha… hehe… heh I've lost it. Why am I so weak? I know why… I have depended on other people my whole life. My parents, my friends, him… Oh, how I miss him. Even though he hurt me I still love him. No!
I can't think of him anymore, he is nothing to me. I will not go back to him! He will regret ever hurting me! He will grovel at my feet, beseeching me to take him back. He will want me more than he craves the air he breaths. His loins will burn with desire for me and I will deny him his lust. I will return to who I was. Years of lies have weighed me down and the rusted iron chains that hold my true psyche at bay shall disintegrate.
She slept for hours, The Beautiful Angel. Long, luxurious dark lashes fanned across rose blushed cheeks, damped by a salty aqueous solution that acts as a lock to Pandora's Box. Within its contents we find an enigma of azure, the stare of a ghostly figure just a shell of her former self.
Rising from her haven she glides across the room to enter her private bath. Suffocating steam surrounds every pore and orifice. She lathers her body rubbing the soothing lubricant in a tantalizing almost sinful production, if you were voyeuristic it would be the most forbidden of all fruits.
Standing now in all her divine glory; droplets travel across curves, dips, and valleys creating an opus of percussive delight. Air drying was always the best for this goddess, she stared into the reflective metal covered in thick condensation, searching. For what, only the eyes of the beholder can tell.
-Flashback-
"It's over…"
I could barely comprehend what he said. I just stared at him, my mouth agape like a fish out of water. I felt an intense heat rush to my face... I was angry.
"What?" I stated in a dead pan tone.
"I can't do this anymore. I can't be with you."
Who the hell does this fucker think he is? We've dated for four years and then out of 'god only knows where' he decides he doesn't want me anymore. I really wanna wring his neck!
"Why?"
"I've outgrown you. You've created this fantasy world around yourself, it's not healthy Usagi. This isn't a storybook, grow up!" He avoided eye contact.
He only does that when he's lying about something, I don't believe this!
"You're lying! I don't believe you!" I screamed.
"Believe it." A cool, calm, and collected business-look graced his gorgeous face.
He's finalizing a business proposition. Me? How dare he treat me like this…? Like a contract.
"Look me in the eyes and say it again! Say it so I know there is NO Doubt in your mind this is what you want! If you really want this then I'll walk away! TELL ME THE TRUTH!" I pleaded with him.
He walked toward me, his stride swift like a predator surrounding his prey waiting for the perfect time to pounce and sink its teeth into the jugular. His face came within inches of my own, cobalt met cerulean.
"I don't love you! You are being childish and irresponsible and I am tried of always having to pick up the pieces, clean up after you like a maid. I need someone who will support me, help me, sooth me! I need a woman not a little girl!" He turned away from me. Running his hands through his silky ebony locks. "You haven't changed since I've met you. Times are changing, the world is changing. You need to be ready for what is coming, plan for the future not just now!"
God! How can he be so sexy right now? I hate him but I really want to caress those dark tresses and tell him when he looks at me like that I begin to melt. FOCUS USAGI! We're breaking up right now! OMG!
"What about the girls?" I countered. Good attack!
"They're old enough to take care of themselves. We're not their parents. They won't die if we're not together." He stared at me like I'd lost all my marbles.
"Not them, I mean Rini? What about our future? Aren't you worried about our future?" I pleaded with him to think rationally.
"If it's meant to be, it will come to pass." His tone was cold with a note of finality.
"So, that's it." Tears rolled down my face. I didn't want to cry in front of him but it's just so easy. "Don't dismiss me like a child! 'Cuz I'm not one! You can think what you like of me but you'll know the truth one day and you will regret this… I'll make you regret this! I promise." I did an about face and strolled out of his apartment slamming the door upon my exit.
I sobbed in the elevator, curled up like a forgotten kitten on the floor. I feel lost…
-End Flashback-
The Bitch is back…
Her hand slid across the mirror, removing condensation like a squeegee. She stared at herself with a look of pure determination and smiled. She searched for her shears, pulling all of her hair into a high ponytail… snip! Like a mad woman she cut, cutting away all the things that made her weak, the riggings that held her down; finally releasing the beast within a sheep's cloak.
"I'm intrigued by that mysterious smile. Those lips look delicious; I just want to ravish them! Only if you could run across a white sandy beach into my arm! I've missed you, lover." She whispered seductively to her reflection, nibbling on her bottom lip as if it were a ripe strawberry.
She strutted away from the bathroom then suddenly whirls around and strikes a pose.
"Check out dat sexy ass! Time to test if we still got dis! Work it girl!" She twirled her hair with her left hand as the right slipped off her hip to 'smack that ass.'
Crossing the room the goddess went straight to the bottom of her chest of drawer.
I haven't opened this since I came to Japan I wonder if any of this will fit me still. That was a long time ago. Only one way to find out!
She removed 'very sexy little things,' i.e. lacy black cheeky underwear with diamond encrusted garter belt and matching bra. She attached black fish net stockings, threw on a short, hot pink and black plaid school-girl skirt and a hot pink skintight tank top that cut into a V showing off the 'girls'. She tossed on a cropped white dress shirt with only three buttons and then finally a black satin corset that covered her stomach to help insinuate her voluptuous shape.
She grabbed three final items and slammed the drawer closed with her foot then strutted across to the bureau. With one sweep of her arm all of the trinkets and photos were dashed to the floor. She placed a make up bag and a metal lunch box on the wooden surface and a soft thud signaled the successful landing of her rocker boots onto the shag carpet.
Time for the sex kitten to come out and play!
Her face was nothing short of 'Hollywood Glam;' eyes lined and star dusted like a pharaoh's queen, lips plump and lustrous as a blood diamond. The seven deadly sins combined and embodied…
What a force to be reckoned with!
The lunch box held her most precious treasures, spoils gathered after perilous childhood adventures: daring sword fights, tribal dances, ports of call in distant lands and retreats from monstrous beasts. On her right arm was a band cast in tarnished silver, Nehebkau, the two-headed snake. She adorned her hands with various rings. One in particular depicted a cycle of the moon, and a finger gauntlet resembled the bones of a dragon. Dangling star earrings completed the picture along with a locket. Her silver crescent moon locket lay over her heart.
"The perfect place to keep the ones I love…"
3 am – Tokyo
A lonely figure stood outside a beautiful Victorian house on a quiet street in the 'burbs. A golden crown covered by the blanket of midnight; she's like the wind, always heard but never seen.
"Thanks for everything! I had lots of fun, made a lot of friends, burned many memories but now I must walk alone. I came here searching for something, someone, but I found something entirely different. I need to find me… so until I do, I can't return here. You're just a hindrance in my journey to self discovery."
The clonk of heavy boots were all that disturbed the tranquility of this empty street.
Muhhahahaha! Yes I'm finally finished. Whoo HOo! I tried my hardest; I had one of my best friends edit it for me, THANKS DANIELLITA! I love epic language metaphors, similes, idioms, etc. I did research and some of my favorite books are Allegories! Dune, Chronicles of Narnia, Dante Alighieri – The Divine Comedy, OVID- Metamorphoses.I read really complicated stuff… She tried her hardest to dumb it down for me but alas this is the final product. I hope you enjoyed it! PLEASE REVIEW and be Gentle… CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS GREATLY HONORED 8-)
bunny (Sorry I've been having technical difficulties & writers block but i will definitely post a new chapter soon.)