Disclaimer: There is no possible way I could own the rights to Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon, although I do own a lot of merchandising (and I do mean a lot. It's unhealthy). Nor do I own the Oz series. Those things belong to Naoko Takeuchi and L. Frank Baum respectively, not to mention a whole slew of corporate bigwigs that I am no way associated with. So just nod and smile, and for the love of all that is good and holy, don't sue me.
Author's note: I don't remember exactly where the idea for this came about. All I know is that I really like Kakyuu, and I really like Oz, and so I just kinda...did this. (For those who care, this will be following more of the Wizard of Oz movie storyline than anything from the series of books, just because it was easier that way.)
Author's note dos: Any instances where someone is speaking in s is where they're speaking Japanese. Anything else is in English (unless of course the words already ARE Japanese).
Enjoy! (Please?) R/R
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Princess Kakyuu of Kinmoku was a happy ruler of an unknown planet. I mean, hey, you'd be happy too. She got to live in luxury and it was grand.
One morning, however, she woke up and was quite surprised to find herself not in her extraordinarily large bed with the very soft and comfortable magenta sheets. Instead she was on a small wooden twin bed, covered with a large blue calico comforter, in a small, rustic, and generally boring and mundane bedroom.
"Nani?"
The question died on her lips, confronted with a sight before her that firstly inspired laughter, then confusion, then more laughter.
The three Sailor StarLights, her keepers, her guardians, her protectors, were lying on the foot of the small bed. There wasn't a space issue, because the three of them had become small Terrier puppies.
Kakyuu's laughter rang through the air, at times melodious as a princess's laugh should be, at times just a wheezing cough of a laugh as she struggled for air.
One of the puppies, the one whose hair was sleek and black, stirred slightly. Kakyuu, through her hysterical haze, recognized the puppy to be none other than Sailor StarFighter, aka Seiya. It was from that they she determined the white-haired puppy to be Sailor StarHealer, Yaten, and the brown-haired puppy to be Sailor StarMaker, Taiki.
The laughter subsided, and Kakyuu began to think clearly. Why was she here? Where exactly was 'here'? And why the hell were her guardians small, hairy dogs?
"Kakyuu!" an elderly female voice sing-songed. "Breakfast is ready!"
At her feet, the dogs stirred, and the one that was Healer lifted its head. It saw Kakyuu and opened its mouth as if to speak. Kakyuu waited for words, but what came out was a small, pitiful yap. The dog looked just as surprised as its owner.
"To answer your questions, I don't know where we are, and I don't know why," she said. She stifled a laugh. "And I don't know why you three are dogs," she said, shaking Fighter and Maker awake.
"Kakyuu!" The call this time was more of a bark than a happy greeting. "Breakfast!"
"Okay, better go before they...they...bore us to death with their 'country wisdom'." Kakyuu swung her legs out of bed and was surprised to discover that she was wearing her usual royal gown, as opposed to the sheer magenta nightie she usually wore. "Huh."
She exited the room, finding the door leading to a small landing and a flight of creaky wooden stairs. She trodded down them, three confused pseudo-puppies at her heels.
"Good morning," a woman chirped, her back turned as she attended to a small gas stove. "Have a good sleep, Kakyuu?"
"Mhmm." Kakyuu sat at one of the three empty chairs circling a wooden table. On the floor near a wooden counter lay three food dishes, which the Sailor StarPuppies ran to.
"That's good. I need you to run next door later today and deliver these fresh-baked cookies, okay?" The woman at the stove turned around, and Kakyuu's jaw dropped. She was dressed in a starched white apron over a plain blue dress, and her long blond hair was done up in a tight, neat bun, but there was no doubt that this woman was Tsukino Usagi, Neo-Queen Selenity herself.
"Usagi-kun?"
The woman smiled charmingly. "Aunt Usagi."
Kakyuu blinked as Usagi returned to the stove, sizzling bacon and cooking eggs silmontaneously, oddly enough without any smoke rising. "We're not on Kinmoku anymore," Kakyuu muttered to herself.
Several more surprises were waiting for the princess of Kinmoku before the end of breakfast. She discovered that Usagi's husband, who was now being deemed as her uncle, was none other than the King of the Earth, Endymion. Of course, here on this little farm, he was known as Mamoru.
Kakyuu was a little less familiar with him than Usagi. He smiled at her warmly and gave the puppies slices of hot bacon, which they gobbled up eagerly, having rejected their dog food. "Good morning, Kakyuu."
"Ohayo, Endymion-sama."
The King of Earth blinked at her, confused. "Eh?"
Clearly they didn't speak Japanese. Although, to Kakyuu's confusion, when she tried English, it worked. "Good morning, King Endymion."
He stared at her another moment, then burst into rich, raucous laughter. "You must have been having some dream, Kakyuu. I'm your Uncle Mamoru, not some king."
"H-Hai," Kakyuu stammered, then added, "I mean, yes, of course."
Right. So suddenly she and and the King and Queen all spoke English. Usagi could cook without blowing the place up--and it actually tasted pretty good. They were on a farm. Her guardians were dogs. "Maybe I'm still dreaming," she muttered to herself, and pinched her arm. "OW! Shimatta."
"Kakyuu, don't swear," Usagi admonished, and Kakyuu looked up sharply, hoping that Usagi had recognized the Japanese. Then she realized that there was an English curse that sounded vaguely similar, and her hope was extinguished.
"I better go milk the cows," Uncle Mamoru said, getting up from the table and kissing Usagi's cheek before lumbering out of the kitchen, swinging a metal bucket.
"Kakyuu, the cookies?"
"Cookies?" Kakyuu echoed, befuddled.
"You said you'd run these cookies next door for me."
"Right," the princess said, vaguely remembering something. "I'm going to take the dogs with me, okay?"
Usagi frowned. "I'm not sure if that's the best idea, Kakyuu. You know Miss Tenoh doesn't like dogs."
"Tenoh!" Kakyuu gasped. "Haruka-san?"
Usagi ignored this statement. "Better leave them here," she continued.
Puppy-Seiya barked indignantly. Kakyuu didn't understand the canine language, but she could guess that Seiya was suggesting that Kakyuu went nowhere without her three guardians.
"I'll take them outside then, so they won't bother you," Kakyuu amended, knowing full well they'd go where she went, no matter what she said. Besides, if Miss Tenoh was in fact Tenoh Haruka, it wouldn't matter. She didn't like the Lights, but she knew now that she could trust them.
Of course, as Kakyuu grabbed the basket and started outside, she'd forgotten that her logic didn't really hold in this world.
Author's note: I don't remember exactly where the idea for this came about. All I know is that I really like Kakyuu, and I really like Oz, and so I just kinda...did this. (For those who care, this will be following more of the Wizard of Oz movie storyline than anything from the series of books, just because it was easier that way.)
Author's note dos: Any instances where someone is speaking in s is where they're speaking Japanese. Anything else is in English (unless of course the words already ARE Japanese).
Enjoy! (Please?) R/R
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+*+Kakyuu in Oz+*+
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Princess Kakyuu of Kinmoku was a happy ruler of an unknown planet. I mean, hey, you'd be happy too. She got to live in luxury and it was grand.
One morning, however, she woke up and was quite surprised to find herself not in her extraordinarily large bed with the very soft and comfortable magenta sheets. Instead she was on a small wooden twin bed, covered with a large blue calico comforter, in a small, rustic, and generally boring and mundane bedroom.
"Nani?"
The question died on her lips, confronted with a sight before her that firstly inspired laughter, then confusion, then more laughter.
The three Sailor StarLights, her keepers, her guardians, her protectors, were lying on the foot of the small bed. There wasn't a space issue, because the three of them had become small Terrier puppies.
Kakyuu's laughter rang through the air, at times melodious as a princess's laugh should be, at times just a wheezing cough of a laugh as she struggled for air.
One of the puppies, the one whose hair was sleek and black, stirred slightly. Kakyuu, through her hysterical haze, recognized the puppy to be none other than Sailor StarFighter, aka Seiya. It was from that they she determined the white-haired puppy to be Sailor StarHealer, Yaten, and the brown-haired puppy to be Sailor StarMaker, Taiki.
The laughter subsided, and Kakyuu began to think clearly. Why was she here? Where exactly was 'here'? And why the hell were her guardians small, hairy dogs?
"Kakyuu!" an elderly female voice sing-songed. "Breakfast is ready!"
At her feet, the dogs stirred, and the one that was Healer lifted its head. It saw Kakyuu and opened its mouth as if to speak. Kakyuu waited for words, but what came out was a small, pitiful yap. The dog looked just as surprised as its owner.
"To answer your questions, I don't know where we are, and I don't know why," she said. She stifled a laugh. "And I don't know why you three are dogs," she said, shaking Fighter and Maker awake.
"Kakyuu!" The call this time was more of a bark than a happy greeting. "Breakfast!"
"Okay, better go before they...they...bore us to death with their 'country wisdom'." Kakyuu swung her legs out of bed and was surprised to discover that she was wearing her usual royal gown, as opposed to the sheer magenta nightie she usually wore. "Huh."
She exited the room, finding the door leading to a small landing and a flight of creaky wooden stairs. She trodded down them, three confused pseudo-puppies at her heels.
"Good morning," a woman chirped, her back turned as she attended to a small gas stove. "Have a good sleep, Kakyuu?"
"Mhmm." Kakyuu sat at one of the three empty chairs circling a wooden table. On the floor near a wooden counter lay three food dishes, which the Sailor StarPuppies ran to.
"That's good. I need you to run next door later today and deliver these fresh-baked cookies, okay?" The woman at the stove turned around, and Kakyuu's jaw dropped. She was dressed in a starched white apron over a plain blue dress, and her long blond hair was done up in a tight, neat bun, but there was no doubt that this woman was Tsukino Usagi, Neo-Queen Selenity herself.
"Usagi-kun?"
The woman smiled charmingly. "Aunt Usagi."
Kakyuu blinked as Usagi returned to the stove, sizzling bacon and cooking eggs silmontaneously, oddly enough without any smoke rising. "We're not on Kinmoku anymore," Kakyuu muttered to herself.
Several more surprises were waiting for the princess of Kinmoku before the end of breakfast. She discovered that Usagi's husband, who was now being deemed as her uncle, was none other than the King of the Earth, Endymion. Of course, here on this little farm, he was known as Mamoru.
Kakyuu was a little less familiar with him than Usagi. He smiled at her warmly and gave the puppies slices of hot bacon, which they gobbled up eagerly, having rejected their dog food. "Good morning, Kakyuu."
"Ohayo, Endymion-sama."
The King of Earth blinked at her, confused. "Eh?"
Clearly they didn't speak Japanese. Although, to Kakyuu's confusion, when she tried English, it worked. "Good morning, King Endymion."
He stared at her another moment, then burst into rich, raucous laughter. "You must have been having some dream, Kakyuu. I'm your Uncle Mamoru, not some king."
"H-Hai," Kakyuu stammered, then added, "I mean, yes, of course."
Right. So suddenly she and and the King and Queen all spoke English. Usagi could cook without blowing the place up--and it actually tasted pretty good. They were on a farm. Her guardians were dogs. "Maybe I'm still dreaming," she muttered to herself, and pinched her arm. "OW! Shimatta."
"Kakyuu, don't swear," Usagi admonished, and Kakyuu looked up sharply, hoping that Usagi had recognized the Japanese. Then she realized that there was an English curse that sounded vaguely similar, and her hope was extinguished.
"I better go milk the cows," Uncle Mamoru said, getting up from the table and kissing Usagi's cheek before lumbering out of the kitchen, swinging a metal bucket.
"Kakyuu, the cookies?"
"Cookies?" Kakyuu echoed, befuddled.
"You said you'd run these cookies next door for me."
"Right," the princess said, vaguely remembering something. "I'm going to take the dogs with me, okay?"
Usagi frowned. "I'm not sure if that's the best idea, Kakyuu. You know Miss Tenoh doesn't like dogs."
"Tenoh!" Kakyuu gasped. "Haruka-san?"
Usagi ignored this statement. "Better leave them here," she continued.
Puppy-Seiya barked indignantly. Kakyuu didn't understand the canine language, but she could guess that Seiya was suggesting that Kakyuu went nowhere without her three guardians.
"I'll take them outside then, so they won't bother you," Kakyuu amended, knowing full well they'd go where she went, no matter what she said. Besides, if Miss Tenoh was in fact Tenoh Haruka, it wouldn't matter. She didn't like the Lights, but she knew now that she could trust them.
Of course, as Kakyuu grabbed the basket and started outside, she'd forgotten that her logic didn't really hold in this world.