Anidox- Chapter one
Rating: M
Pairings: Setsuna/OC, Mako/Ami, Rei/Mina, Ruka/Michi, OC/OC, Usa/Mamoru.
Summary: Ever wondered why Setsuna was the odd woman out when it came to things such as love? What if in the past, she had someone she lost to the war? What if that person came back into the senshi of time's life when she just started to get the hang of being allowed to relax? What would happen to her life because of it all? Will she fine love in the one person that was meant for her again? (Note that there are a lot of songs in this story.)
A/N: Yeah, so I started this story long before "New Beginnings" and wanted to post it. Was just wondering if anyone would like it as much as the other one. This is only chapter one of about ten-ish, give or take. If it does good I might start adding more chapters and finishing it.
I don't own Sailor Moon. I wish I did. But I don't. also don't own any of the songs I use. Pointless to sue, Don't got money.
Enjoy. ^^
The loud, blaring music hurt her ears as she followed her blonde and teal haired friend into the night club. They were supposed to meet the princess and her inner senshi somewhere in this place.
Why had she agreed to come here again? She had a lovely book waiting for her to start reading at home. Plus, she didn't feel right leaving Hotaru with Ami's mom. It was the woman's night off after all; but she had said she didn't mind.
She sighed as she continued to look around the club, seeing people dancing and a bartender handing out non alcohol drinks to people. She glanced up at the band playing and froze in mid step.
How the hell'd we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try an' turn the tables?
Her heart skipped a beat at the soft voice that started singing the song. Three women and one man where on stage. Two of the women where wearing guitars and another stood off to the side, just smiling. The man was sitting in the back, behind some expensive looking drums.
I wish you'd unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
But don't think it's too late
The woman smiled slightly out at the crowd as she played her guitar to the music. She had her short black hair in a low ponytail and a black baseball cap on her head, covering her eyes. She wore loose fitting old knee ripped blue jeans that laid low on her hips, a blood red tank adorn her upper body; giving Setsuna a lovely view of the skin on her hip line.
Nothin's wrong
Just as long as you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
Gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
She smiled sadly at that part of the song and looked around as if lost. Setsuna had to force herself to follow after Haruka and Michiru. She didn't want to dwell on why that voice sounded so familiar.
But she couldn't help wondering why...
Someday, somehow
Gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we've always needed to say
So we could end up stringing
Setsuna stood next to Rei and watched all the others as they started dancing. Rei was smirking at Minako, who was currently dancing with a random guy. Makoto and Ami where dancing along to the music as well, and if Setsuna remembered correctly, it was their second year anniversary. Mamoru and Usagi were also on the dance floor along with Haruka and Michiru.
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let's rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a Hollywood horror
Mitzuki looked around the club and smiled at her old friend Makoto. She glanced around and her smile grew when she saw the blackish green haired woman in the back. She looked over at her friend Jess and nodded towards the woman. Jess looked and smirked, nodding as well.
Nothin's wrong
Just as long as you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
Gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Mitzuki continued to play her part as she sung the song. She couldn't stop looking over at where her goddess was standing, looking slightly bored. She was really tempted to jump off the stage and run to the other woman. But she knew that her love wouldn't remember her, so pulling said person into her arms would probably result with her ass kicked.
Someday, somehow
Gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when
The song ended and Mitzuki nodded to her friend off to the side. She jumped off the stage and wondered over to Makoto. The brunette and her date had stopped dancing and where smiling at each other.
"Hey, Maks!" She smiled,
"Hey, Mitzu. How are you?" Makoto asked, as she and Ami heading back to the others with Mitzuki following behind.
"Good. I'm stuck closing tonight though." She gave a fake sigh as she stood in front of Makoto's friends, "Its times like these that I wish I had a girl, ya know? Jess is fucking lucky... Angie's pregnant and she gets to leave without even helping me..."
Makoto laughed, "Whose fault is that? You keep pinning after a dream girl..."
Mitzuki blushed and with a very deep and husky voice said, "Do not! I know she's real! I just haven't seen her yet..." She pouted, realizing how stupid that sounded, "Ok, you know what..."
"'bite me'...?"
Mitzuki growled softly at Makoto and bowed to her friends, "Hello, My name is Shekana Mitzuki, my uncle owns the bar." She stood up and smiled slightly, stuffing her hands in her pockets.
"How do you know Makoto?"
Mitzuki looked at the blonde who spoke and glanced at Makoto, who nodded with a slight smile, "Maks and me are family friends. When she turns eighteen, she will inherit the other half of the company that our families own."
"Whoa, wait. Company?"
"Shekino Industries. My grandpa and her dad co-owned it together. My gramps didn't give it to my dad. He gave it to me. Maks' dad gave it to her in his will."
They all kept looking back and forth from Makoto and Mitzuki.
"If you own a company, why are you playing in a band?" Mitzuki looked over at who spoke and held back a whimper.
It was her love speaking to her,
"Um..."
"That would be our fault." Jess spoke up, walking up to the group and giving Makoto a hug, "Her grandpa paid for her to have lessons on how to play guitar and drums. I made her help me start a band. Hello," She bowed to them and smiled, "I'm Ukasi Jess, nice to meet you."
"How much money do you have?"
Makoto looked over at her friends, then down at Ami, "Enough. I can't use any of it yet though. I refuse to live in my family home. So my parent's money pays for my apartment and the bills, but I have to work for spending money and the like."
"MITZU! Get your ass over here! I need help!"
"Hai, Uncle!" Mitzuki bowed to the group and headed to the bar.
Jess bowed and smiled, "I have to go find Angie and check on her."
"Oh! How far along is she?"
"Four months. It's a girl." Jess had a big happy grin on her face as she strode off.
Makoto grinned slightly and turned back to her friends... Who were all staring at her in shock and confusion.
"Explanation, now, please." Minako and Usagi said.
Makoto chuckled softly, "Mitzu is from our past. So is Angie and Jess."
Setsuna frowned, but stayed silent. Haruka was frowning as well, but mostly from confusion.
"They were a part of four clans on earth that no one knew about. Jess went to the moon to help guard. Mitzu kept an eye on Angie till she moved to the moon as well... Um..." Makoto frowned, "I don't know where Mitzu went after that, but she became the angel of death to take half of the responsibility away from Hotaru. To help out."
"Does she know we're the senshi?"
"Sorta. Her black and white wings came back to her on her sixteenth birthday. I was there. She knows I'm a senshi. But that's about it. All her memories, along with Jess and Angie's, are back. But I told them not to tell me every thing since I don't remember all of it yet."
"She had Pluto's symbol on the skin below her ear." Ami said softly, looking at Setsuna.
Setsuna shrugged, "If I put it on her, I don't remember. I locked all of my memories away when you all died. I would have gone insane if I hadn't." She put her hands in the pockets of her black pants. She kept her face neutral, but inside she was screaming her lungs out.
How the fuck had her mark gotten on the guitarist? Was that why her body and mind seemed to know her? Her heart screamed out as if in pain and Setsuna had to sit down before she blacked out; though when she sat down, her body language displayed boredom more than anything else.
Well... I'm fuckin screwed over right now...
Not true... You can, and will get over this little bump in the road...
Setsuna frowned deeply at what her heart seemed to be telling her and held back a growl.
"So, Mitzu. What are you gonna do?"
Mitzuki looked up from pouring an order of coke and rum and frowned. She stared at Angie as she continued to take peoples orders while her uncle took a small break. People would have asked questions about how she could not even look, let alone pay attention to what she was doing and still be getting their orders right; but then again, there was a lot of things she did that they wondered about, so no one really questioned it anymore.
"What do you mean Angie?" She asked softly,
"About Setsu over there. I saw her when she came in. When she saw you on stage she nearly passed out from surprise."
Mitzuki smiled sadly, "It wouldn't matter. She erased her memories, she doesn't remember me." She looked up when her uncle approached and nodded to him, "Tell Jess she can leave when you're ready, I'll finish the last two songs for the night and clean up."
Angie nodded and went back to drinking her water, chatting happily with Mitzuki's uncle till Jess showed up. Mitzuki, on the other hand, walked back up to the stage and threw her guitar back on. She walked up to the mike and smiled at everyone,
"I have a few things to state. 1: I'll be playing two more songs, another sad song a friend requested and a personal favorite of mine. 2: Jess, our other guitarist is gonna be going home, so I'm calling my friend Makoto up here. And 3: last call is after the last song, so hurry if you still want something from the bar."
Mitzuki smirked and looked at Makoto, who was blushing and shaking her head. Mitzuki nodded and motioned her to come up to the stage. She waited, and was instantly grateful when Ami softly told Makoto to go play.
"I'm going to kill you Mitzu." Makoto grumbled as she picked up a guitar that was resting next to Jess'.
"Um, yea, sure. Keep telling yourself that honey." Mitzuki smirked again and nodded to the actual lead singer, who sat at the piano and started off the next song. Mitzuki grabbed two head sets and tossed one to Makoto; both put them on as Mitzuki started singing,
Mmm mmm, yeah
Doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Oh yeah
Gotta change my answering machine
Now that I'm alone
'Cuz right now it says that we
Can't come to the phone
Mitzuki carefully got off the stage and walked around in the crowd of people who were dancing,
And I know it makes no sense
'Cuz you walked out the door
But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore
(It's ridiculous)
It's been months
And for some reason I just
(Can't get over us)
And I'm stronger then this, yeah
Mitzuki walked over to Makoto's friends and mouthed the words 'thank you' to Ami, who nodded and continued to look up at Makoto; who sang when it was required.
(Enough is enough)
No more walkin' round
With my head down
(Yeah)
I'm so over being blue
Cryin' over you
And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here
Mitzuki stood in front of Setsuna now, with a small playful smile while she played her guitar to the music.
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
Gotta fix that calendar I have
That's marked July 15th
Because since there's no more of you
There's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
And how every song reminds me
Of what used to be
That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here
Mitzuki smiled sadly at Setsuna and headed back to the stage, dancing slowly through the crowd as she went.
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Stupid love songs)
Don't make me think about her smile
Or having my first child
I'm letting go
Turning off the radio
'Cuz I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
She was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(Why can't I turn off the radio?)
Mitzuki and Makoto grinned playfully at each other.
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
She was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(Why can't I turn off the radio?)
And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishin'
You were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(Why can't I turn off the radio?)
Why can't I turn off the radio?
Makoto started to take off her guitar and Mitzuki shook her head, "Sorry Maks. You have to help me with the last song."
Makoto growled playfully, "I swear, if it's another sad love song. I'm gonna hurt you."
"Phft. You wish. My personal favorite is Poison."
"That is a love song."
Mitzuki smirked, "Your point? It's not sad... More along the lines of obsession..."
Makoto opened her mouth to retort something stupid, then stopped and thought about it, "Ok, you're right. It suits you."
"Wh-what? HOW?"
Neither of them seemed to notice that the mikes they were both wearing were still on, and the whole club could hear their talk.
Makoto smirked, "You're obsessed with a dream girl."
"And you're not obsessed with you're dream girl?"
"Ah. Here's were we are different. My dream girl is dating me... Has been for two years now... Yours? Not so much..."
Mitzuki frowned, "The whole club is listening..."
Makoto laughed while shrugging, "Your point?"
Mitzuki grumbled, "Point granted..."
"Um, ladies? Mind starting the last song?" The drummer asked softly, staring at them both with a playful grin.
Both nodded and Mitzuki smiled out at the crowd again as the music started for the song,
Your cruel device,
Your blood like ice.
One look could kill,
My pain, your thrill.
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin' through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains.
Setsuna stood back up and stared at Mitzuki, much like Ami was staring at Makoto; but she wasn't doing so with affection, it was more like a heart ripping fear. She couldn't help but wonder why all the songs played so far seemed to explain how she was feeling at that moment.
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calllin' and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you, but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin' through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
She was tearing the skin of her palms, she had to be, it was too sticky to be sweat. She was too afraid to look though; she didn't want to confirm what her body was already telling her. But what ever it was she was feeling, she didn't know how to describe; it was an emotion she hadn't felt in a long time.
One look (one look), could kill (could kill)
My pain, your thrill.
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin' through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
Mitzuki looked out across the club and stared into Setsuna's eyes. One smiled sadly and the other frowned deeply. One was heart broken and the other was confused... Guess which was which.
I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (Too much)
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
Yeah
Well I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
Runnin' through my veins
Burnin' deep inside my veins
Poison
You're poison runnin' through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
It's poison
I don't wanna break these chains
Mitzuki shook her head; it was the only way she would be able to look away from Setsuna. She set her guitar down and watched how Ami ran to the stage and into Makoto's waiting arms the first chance she got. People were clapping for the band when the song was over and they started to leave.
Makoto's friends walked over to the stage and were asking Makoto questions about her playing. Mitzuki sat on the edge and had a soft smile on her lips as she watched the scene in front of her. She stiffened when she felt someone standing in front of her.
Setsuna was looking at her, or well, the mark on her neck. Mitzuki turned to look at her and her smile turned sad without her knowing. They stared at each other for a few minutes and Mitzuki had to fight back the urge to throw herself into the other woman's arms.
"Can I look at it?"
Oh god in heaven! Her voice was still the same low tone she had in the past. Mitzuki bit back a moan and nodded slightly. She turned her head to the side and presented her marked neck to the senshi of time.
Setsuna leaned in close and looked at the mark, a deep frown on her features. It was true. The mark on the guitarist's neck was defiantly hers. She reached out and touched it lightly,
"Well. How did you get it done?"
"Huh?" Mitzuki asked, barely getting out of the daze she was in.
"The tattoo..."
"Not tattoo... got it on my birthday. Just appeared."
"Ah. Ok." Setsuna stepped back and smiled slightly, without any emotion.
Mitzuki watched as the time guardian left with her friends, not even looking back at her. She sighed loudly, mentally told her hormones to calm down and started cleaning the bar. It was well past sunrise by the time she got home and got to sleep.
A/N: That's it for chapter one. I don't own Nickelback's- Someday, Ne-Yo's- So sick, or Alice Cooper's- Poison. I tried to pick songs that would help explain what all is going on with the characters. I hope I did ok.
Reviews are welcome, but not expected. (Though it would be nice to see one... ^^)
Hope you enjoyed! ^^