(2001)Well, with this story I have finally have all my stories
uploaded onto this site (Fanfiction.Net) Like the other three,
this story was written a while back, but I didn't put it on
Fanfiction.Net until now. Again, if anyone/reviewers who
want me to reply to them, then please add your email address
to your review or else I would never know how to contact you.
Thanks for the great reviews on my other stories!
A little briefing on what this story is about. Gemstone's Oath, if you can
tell from the title, is about the four generals, Kunzite, Zoisite, Nephrite,
and Jadeite. This story takes place in Crystal Tokyo with Rini after the
Dark Moon Kingdom. This story focuses on all four Generals, so you would
find the narration switching from one general to another quite often.
This story is rated PG for language and stuff (Nothing serious, so don't
worry. The worse thing possible would be the word "damn" (^_^))
Usual disclaimers: Sailor Moon and all its characters and likeliness
belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, Kodansha/Toei. English translation is made
possible by DiC.
My email address: ml_eclipse@hotmail.com
= thoughts
[ ] = author's note
Well, enough of my babbling! I hope you'll like this fanfic! Enjoy!
============================================================================
GEMSTONE'S OATH
========================= By Cosmos ==================================
Chapter 1: Binding Promises
A sad sigh escaped between her lush pink lips as he held her in a tight
embrace fearing to let her go because he didn't know if he would ever be
able to return to her. A battle raged in his kingdom, but a battle also
raged deep within his heart. He knew he could not stay though he wished he
could. His gray-blue eyes looked down at her with sorrow and with love.
Her pale yellow hair flowed around her like the waves of the ocean held
together only by a single orange silk bow. He held her longer as long as
he could, but his guardian instincts told him that it was time to let her
go, duty called and his Prince awaited him.
"Must you leave?" she whispered her voice like a lost soul pleading to the
heavens.
"I have to," he replied, "my prince needs me, I have to protect our
kingdom, my home."
"I don't want you to go," her tearful tone drifted up to him breaking his
heart.
"And I do not want to leave you, but my duty calls and I must comply."
He lifted her chin up with a gentle hand and looked deep into her pale blue
eyes now sparkling with tears. "Do not worry my love," he whispered to her,
"after this war is over, I will return to you."
"Do you promise?"
He looked at her intently, taking in her beauty and her vibrant spirit to
lock into his heart. He bent down until his lips were only a breath away
from hers and whispered, "I promise." And he sealed his oath with a
passionate kiss that she would remember for over two thousand years.
In another part of the silent garden two other hearts were also suffering.
He stood behind her watching in silence as the night wind played with her
raven colored hair causing it to float around her like a black silk curtain.
He stepped forward quietly and ran his hand gently through it. She started
and turned around to find herself imprisoned in his light turquoise gaze.
He did not move. He only looked deep into her fiery violet eyes, entranced
by its beauty and its mysteries. Suddenly he stepped forward and captured
her within his strong arms pulling her close against his body. Her warmth
seeped into his torn soul easing the pain deep within his heart.
He felt her body shake as tears began to attack her. His arms around her
tightened as his soul cried with her. "Sshh," he soothed her, "do not cry
my love…my fire. Please don't be sad."
"How can you tell me to not be sad," her fiery voice flowed into his ears,
"when tonight you shall leave me?" He smiled behind the darkness of night.
God, how he loved her! He loved her fiery temper and her spirited violet
eyes. But must he lose her? This war, it was all because of this lousy war.
Turning strong beautiful eyes down to look at her face, he whispered in a
tone filled with passion and pain, "I am not leaving you. I will never
leave you, but please, my love, understand that I must go to fight. My
prince and my friends need me. You are a soldier. Please understand my
situation."
She looked up into his pleading eyes seeing the sorrow that now hid the
mischievous light that had once shone in them. She could see a great
battle between desire and duty raging in his soul, and the floods of
emotions slicing his heart in twain "I understand," she sighed sadly,
"go then, but promise me one thing."
"Anything."
"Come back to me."
"I promise," he whispered into her ears. "And not even death can tear me
away from you." He bent down to kiss her neck lightly before reluctantly
releasing her from his tight embrace. He turned and walked away without a
glance back, because he feared that if he saw her beautiful eyes once more
he would not be able to leave. Yet, later he would regret of having not
turned back to see the flames of love shone brightly in her eyes on that
mournful night…because only later would he know of the length of time that
he would have to endure until he could see those fiery violet gems again.
She stood there with her arms wrapped tightly around her attempting to hold
back the warmth of his body that was escaping her. She watched his
retreating figure through a vision that was blurred both with tears and
infinite passion until his tall form dissolved into the night. A tear
escaped her eye. Something deep within her, an unknown knowledge told her
that this might be the last time she would see him alive.
"Why must they seek to destroy the peace that we have so long fought for?"
she whispered, her beautiful emerald eyes searched deep within his own green
ones. "Who would wish to choose such a destructive path where nothing could
be gained but pain and tears. Why can't they just leave the world as it is,
peaceful and lovely as it is now? I don't understand. Is it so hard to
live in harmony with one another? I will never understand where such greed
and lust for power could ever exist in a heart." Her questions echoed what
was unsaid in so many hearts tonight. So many lives would be destroyed in
this battle, and so many loves would be lost.
Her body began to shake as uncontainable tears overcame her. He held her
close feeling the same hot tears rising into his own eyes. He had no
answers for her. His heart was asking the very same questions. Why? Why
us? It was always "why?" He hated those questions because he could never
find the answers to them. He wanted to tell her that things would be all
right, but he did not. He could not lie to her.
Yet, an unknown emotion within the depths of his soul told him that though
he would not see her again…in this place…of this time…it also told him that
this would not be the last time…someday they will meet once more. His eyes
darkened in confusion, but he dismissed this premonition to be only false
hope created by his aching heart.
From the silver balcony upon which they were standing overlooking the grand
garden below, he cast his light emerald gaze darkened with sorrow up toward
the heavens. His gaze caught the beautiful blue and white swirls of his
home, Earth. He looked at it, almost pleading to it that things would…that
things *must* be better than this. It cannot end this way. He didn't want
to lose her. He loved her too much. He allowed his gaze to drop down onto
her tear stained face again. Even though she was overwhelmed with intense
grief, she still looked as beautiful as ever…if not more.
He suddenly remembered that he was holding something for her in his hands.
The smooth edges of the precious gift rubbed gently against his palms. His
hands tightened on it, as if the gift itself was she, and he feared that if
he let go he would lose her forever. He had curved these items for the past
several days, before he knew of the war that was to forever change his life.
He had meant this gift as a love token, pledging his heart to her until the
end of time, but now this gift would take on a new meaning. No longer
simply a love token, it would later be the symbol of their innocent
love…and his memorial.
"I have something for you," he whispered to her.
Surprised, she looked up with eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
"What is it?" she barely whispered.
"Open your hand." She held her shaking hand with the palm up to him.
He dropped something into her hand, which instinctively folded around the
delicate objects. She looked down at her hand desperately clutching the
objects he had just given her. Slowly she opened them and her eyes widen
with surprise. A pair of lovely earrings lay in her open palm. They were
made of the most beautiful gemstone cut in the shape of a pair of soft pink
roses.
She was breathless with wonder. She looked up to him with her mouth open
to thank him, but her tears prevented her from saying anything. Her
gratitude was trapped in her tight throat refusing to come out. But she
need not say anything because he could see all that she had to say, all
that she wanted to say in her lovely emerald eyes.
He bent his head down close to hers, his lips only a kiss away. His dark
verdant gaze delved deep into her eyes. "I love you," he whispered to her.
"No matter what happens, always know that my heart belongs to you…and only
you."
She looked at him in silence. Her heart pounding with the incredible
strength of her love for him. "If you truly love me," she whispered to
him, "then give me this one promise."
"Just say it and my promise is yours."
"Then you will promise to return to me after this war?"
"I will return to you even after the world ends," he whispered to her,
unaware of the ominous note in the words that he has just spoken.
"Promise me then."
"I promise," he said as he felt her warm lips caressed his so gently.
Her kisses melted in his mouth like a luscious piece of chocolate, but
even chocolate could not taste as sweet.
The motionless reflections of the multitudes of stars in the heavens were
quickly disturbed by a crystalline tear that fell upon its shining surface.
The face of a lovely young girl with short hair the color of ice appeared
on the surface of the quiet lake. Suddenly another face appeared, that of
a young man with long blond hair and blue eyes that were now darkened with
grief.
"You know the odds of winning this war is almost none," she whispered to
him, trying to sound calm and serious but her voice felled her. Instead
her words came out choked with pain.
He wrapped his strong arms gently around her shoulders pulling her close to
him as they sat there gazing at the reflections of heaven on that clear blue
surface. The cold wind floated around them and blew her soft blue hair
against her beautiful pale face. He raised a hand and tucked her silky
hair gently behind her ear.
The wind was unusually cold on this particular night. Its icy arms wrapped
themselves around her and caused her to tremble in its passionless embrace.
He noticed her shiver. He tightened his embrace around her and pulled her
even closer to him. The love in his heart quickly warmed her and the cold
wind released its grip on her. She looked up to him and he saw the tears
that now fell uncontrollably down her mournful face. Her lush pink lips
were trembling as she felt the blades of sorrow slice her heart in two.
He bent down and caressed her lips with his trying to calm her then he
looked back into her warm azure eyes once more. "Do not think about the
war," he whispered to her through the still night.
"How could I not when it is the one thing that is taking you away from me?
I dread the thought of what may happen to you in this war."
"Then do not think it," he spoke softly, "Just think about you and me, and
the now. Whatever may happen, always remember that my love for you will
never cease…even when my life blood does."
"Oh, please don't say that!" she cried. "I don't want you to go! I don't
want you to leave me…please, stay."
"You know I can't, love," he replies gently, "I have an obligation as a
guardian to protect my Prince and my home."
"…as I have an obligation to protect mine," she said, "I know, though I
wish I didn't." Quietly, like the silent wind around them she whispered
to him the one question he had hoped she would not ask, "Will you come
back to me when this war is over?"
He fell silent for a moment. What could he say? What *should* he say?
He had no answer to that question. He would have loved to answer "Yes!
Yes, I will return to you! I will come back and nothing could stop me!"
but he knew he could not say it. They both knew that anything could
happen in this war…that maybe…maybe…he would not return; and he did not
want to hurt her by lying to her.
She knew he had feared that question ever since the Earth Kingdom was
attacked. He feared it not because he was afraid to die, but because of
what he may leave behind…what he may loose with death. But tonight, she
was determined to have an answer, if only to have something to hope for,
something to hold onto. "Promise me that you will return," she insisted,
"please promise me."
"But I…"
"Just promise…please just let me have this one promise."
"I…," he looked at her mournful face as he felt his heart crumbled to dust.
"I promise," he finally whispered; and in his mind he added, And I will
do whatever it may take to keep this promise.
"I promise," he whispered again as he bent down to capture her lips in a
passionate kiss that warmed them both despite the cold wind raging around
them.
I believe even the night was warmed by their kiss…by all their love. The
bright stars twinkled silently against the dark velvet sky providing the
only witnesses to this mournful night. Carried on the invisible arms of
the night's wind, the promises they made rose into the heavens to be kept
within the secure arms of these stars until one day when destiny will have
them fulfill the promises they made on this sad night so long ago.
===========================================
Copyright (c) 1999, Cosmos.
uploaded onto this site (Fanfiction.Net) Like the other three,
this story was written a while back, but I didn't put it on
Fanfiction.Net until now. Again, if anyone/reviewers who
want me to reply to them, then please add your email address
to your review or else I would never know how to contact you.
Thanks for the great reviews on my other stories!
A little briefing on what this story is about. Gemstone's Oath, if you can
tell from the title, is about the four generals, Kunzite, Zoisite, Nephrite,
and Jadeite. This story takes place in Crystal Tokyo with Rini after the
Dark Moon Kingdom. This story focuses on all four Generals, so you would
find the narration switching from one general to another quite often.
This story is rated PG for language and stuff (Nothing serious, so don't
worry. The worse thing possible would be the word "damn" (^_^))
Usual disclaimers: Sailor Moon and all its characters and likeliness
belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, Kodansha/Toei. English translation is made
possible by DiC.
My email address: ml_eclipse@hotmail.com
= thoughts
[ ] = author's note
Well, enough of my babbling! I hope you'll like this fanfic! Enjoy!
============================================================================
GEMSTONE'S OATH
========================= By Cosmos ==================================
Chapter 1: Binding Promises
A sad sigh escaped between her lush pink lips as he held her in a tight
embrace fearing to let her go because he didn't know if he would ever be
able to return to her. A battle raged in his kingdom, but a battle also
raged deep within his heart. He knew he could not stay though he wished he
could. His gray-blue eyes looked down at her with sorrow and with love.
Her pale yellow hair flowed around her like the waves of the ocean held
together only by a single orange silk bow. He held her longer as long as
he could, but his guardian instincts told him that it was time to let her
go, duty called and his Prince awaited him.
"Must you leave?" she whispered her voice like a lost soul pleading to the
heavens.
"I have to," he replied, "my prince needs me, I have to protect our
kingdom, my home."
"I don't want you to go," her tearful tone drifted up to him breaking his
heart.
"And I do not want to leave you, but my duty calls and I must comply."
He lifted her chin up with a gentle hand and looked deep into her pale blue
eyes now sparkling with tears. "Do not worry my love," he whispered to her,
"after this war is over, I will return to you."
"Do you promise?"
He looked at her intently, taking in her beauty and her vibrant spirit to
lock into his heart. He bent down until his lips were only a breath away
from hers and whispered, "I promise." And he sealed his oath with a
passionate kiss that she would remember for over two thousand years.
In another part of the silent garden two other hearts were also suffering.
He stood behind her watching in silence as the night wind played with her
raven colored hair causing it to float around her like a black silk curtain.
He stepped forward quietly and ran his hand gently through it. She started
and turned around to find herself imprisoned in his light turquoise gaze.
He did not move. He only looked deep into her fiery violet eyes, entranced
by its beauty and its mysteries. Suddenly he stepped forward and captured
her within his strong arms pulling her close against his body. Her warmth
seeped into his torn soul easing the pain deep within his heart.
He felt her body shake as tears began to attack her. His arms around her
tightened as his soul cried with her. "Sshh," he soothed her, "do not cry
my love…my fire. Please don't be sad."
"How can you tell me to not be sad," her fiery voice flowed into his ears,
"when tonight you shall leave me?" He smiled behind the darkness of night.
God, how he loved her! He loved her fiery temper and her spirited violet
eyes. But must he lose her? This war, it was all because of this lousy war.
Turning strong beautiful eyes down to look at her face, he whispered in a
tone filled with passion and pain, "I am not leaving you. I will never
leave you, but please, my love, understand that I must go to fight. My
prince and my friends need me. You are a soldier. Please understand my
situation."
She looked up into his pleading eyes seeing the sorrow that now hid the
mischievous light that had once shone in them. She could see a great
battle between desire and duty raging in his soul, and the floods of
emotions slicing his heart in twain "I understand," she sighed sadly,
"go then, but promise me one thing."
"Anything."
"Come back to me."
"I promise," he whispered into her ears. "And not even death can tear me
away from you." He bent down to kiss her neck lightly before reluctantly
releasing her from his tight embrace. He turned and walked away without a
glance back, because he feared that if he saw her beautiful eyes once more
he would not be able to leave. Yet, later he would regret of having not
turned back to see the flames of love shone brightly in her eyes on that
mournful night…because only later would he know of the length of time that
he would have to endure until he could see those fiery violet gems again.
She stood there with her arms wrapped tightly around her attempting to hold
back the warmth of his body that was escaping her. She watched his
retreating figure through a vision that was blurred both with tears and
infinite passion until his tall form dissolved into the night. A tear
escaped her eye. Something deep within her, an unknown knowledge told her
that this might be the last time she would see him alive.
"Why must they seek to destroy the peace that we have so long fought for?"
she whispered, her beautiful emerald eyes searched deep within his own green
ones. "Who would wish to choose such a destructive path where nothing could
be gained but pain and tears. Why can't they just leave the world as it is,
peaceful and lovely as it is now? I don't understand. Is it so hard to
live in harmony with one another? I will never understand where such greed
and lust for power could ever exist in a heart." Her questions echoed what
was unsaid in so many hearts tonight. So many lives would be destroyed in
this battle, and so many loves would be lost.
Her body began to shake as uncontainable tears overcame her. He held her
close feeling the same hot tears rising into his own eyes. He had no
answers for her. His heart was asking the very same questions. Why? Why
us? It was always "why?" He hated those questions because he could never
find the answers to them. He wanted to tell her that things would be all
right, but he did not. He could not lie to her.
Yet, an unknown emotion within the depths of his soul told him that though
he would not see her again…in this place…of this time…it also told him that
this would not be the last time…someday they will meet once more. His eyes
darkened in confusion, but he dismissed this premonition to be only false
hope created by his aching heart.
From the silver balcony upon which they were standing overlooking the grand
garden below, he cast his light emerald gaze darkened with sorrow up toward
the heavens. His gaze caught the beautiful blue and white swirls of his
home, Earth. He looked at it, almost pleading to it that things would…that
things *must* be better than this. It cannot end this way. He didn't want
to lose her. He loved her too much. He allowed his gaze to drop down onto
her tear stained face again. Even though she was overwhelmed with intense
grief, she still looked as beautiful as ever…if not more.
He suddenly remembered that he was holding something for her in his hands.
The smooth edges of the precious gift rubbed gently against his palms. His
hands tightened on it, as if the gift itself was she, and he feared that if
he let go he would lose her forever. He had curved these items for the past
several days, before he knew of the war that was to forever change his life.
He had meant this gift as a love token, pledging his heart to her until the
end of time, but now this gift would take on a new meaning. No longer
simply a love token, it would later be the symbol of their innocent
love…and his memorial.
"I have something for you," he whispered to her.
Surprised, she looked up with eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
"What is it?" she barely whispered.
"Open your hand." She held her shaking hand with the palm up to him.
He dropped something into her hand, which instinctively folded around the
delicate objects. She looked down at her hand desperately clutching the
objects he had just given her. Slowly she opened them and her eyes widen
with surprise. A pair of lovely earrings lay in her open palm. They were
made of the most beautiful gemstone cut in the shape of a pair of soft pink
roses.
She was breathless with wonder. She looked up to him with her mouth open
to thank him, but her tears prevented her from saying anything. Her
gratitude was trapped in her tight throat refusing to come out. But she
need not say anything because he could see all that she had to say, all
that she wanted to say in her lovely emerald eyes.
He bent his head down close to hers, his lips only a kiss away. His dark
verdant gaze delved deep into her eyes. "I love you," he whispered to her.
"No matter what happens, always know that my heart belongs to you…and only
you."
She looked at him in silence. Her heart pounding with the incredible
strength of her love for him. "If you truly love me," she whispered to
him, "then give me this one promise."
"Just say it and my promise is yours."
"Then you will promise to return to me after this war?"
"I will return to you even after the world ends," he whispered to her,
unaware of the ominous note in the words that he has just spoken.
"Promise me then."
"I promise," he said as he felt her warm lips caressed his so gently.
Her kisses melted in his mouth like a luscious piece of chocolate, but
even chocolate could not taste as sweet.
The motionless reflections of the multitudes of stars in the heavens were
quickly disturbed by a crystalline tear that fell upon its shining surface.
The face of a lovely young girl with short hair the color of ice appeared
on the surface of the quiet lake. Suddenly another face appeared, that of
a young man with long blond hair and blue eyes that were now darkened with
grief.
"You know the odds of winning this war is almost none," she whispered to
him, trying to sound calm and serious but her voice felled her. Instead
her words came out choked with pain.
He wrapped his strong arms gently around her shoulders pulling her close to
him as they sat there gazing at the reflections of heaven on that clear blue
surface. The cold wind floated around them and blew her soft blue hair
against her beautiful pale face. He raised a hand and tucked her silky
hair gently behind her ear.
The wind was unusually cold on this particular night. Its icy arms wrapped
themselves around her and caused her to tremble in its passionless embrace.
He noticed her shiver. He tightened his embrace around her and pulled her
even closer to him. The love in his heart quickly warmed her and the cold
wind released its grip on her. She looked up to him and he saw the tears
that now fell uncontrollably down her mournful face. Her lush pink lips
were trembling as she felt the blades of sorrow slice her heart in two.
He bent down and caressed her lips with his trying to calm her then he
looked back into her warm azure eyes once more. "Do not think about the
war," he whispered to her through the still night.
"How could I not when it is the one thing that is taking you away from me?
I dread the thought of what may happen to you in this war."
"Then do not think it," he spoke softly, "Just think about you and me, and
the now. Whatever may happen, always remember that my love for you will
never cease…even when my life blood does."
"Oh, please don't say that!" she cried. "I don't want you to go! I don't
want you to leave me…please, stay."
"You know I can't, love," he replies gently, "I have an obligation as a
guardian to protect my Prince and my home."
"…as I have an obligation to protect mine," she said, "I know, though I
wish I didn't." Quietly, like the silent wind around them she whispered
to him the one question he had hoped she would not ask, "Will you come
back to me when this war is over?"
He fell silent for a moment. What could he say? What *should* he say?
He had no answer to that question. He would have loved to answer "Yes!
Yes, I will return to you! I will come back and nothing could stop me!"
but he knew he could not say it. They both knew that anything could
happen in this war…that maybe…maybe…he would not return; and he did not
want to hurt her by lying to her.
She knew he had feared that question ever since the Earth Kingdom was
attacked. He feared it not because he was afraid to die, but because of
what he may leave behind…what he may loose with death. But tonight, she
was determined to have an answer, if only to have something to hope for,
something to hold onto. "Promise me that you will return," she insisted,
"please promise me."
"But I…"
"Just promise…please just let me have this one promise."
"I…," he looked at her mournful face as he felt his heart crumbled to dust.
"I promise," he finally whispered; and in his mind he added, And I will
do whatever it may take to keep this promise.
"I promise," he whispered again as he bent down to capture her lips in a
passionate kiss that warmed them both despite the cold wind raging around
them.
I believe even the night was warmed by their kiss…by all their love. The
bright stars twinkled silently against the dark velvet sky providing the
only witnesses to this mournful night. Carried on the invisible arms of
the night's wind, the promises they made rose into the heavens to be kept
within the secure arms of these stars until one day when destiny will have
them fulfill the promises they made on this sad night so long ago.
===========================================
Copyright (c) 1999, Cosmos.