A/N: Hey all! I've decided to do a little something that has been stored in my mind for
awhile...please enjoy. ^_^ Also, I'm currently working on chapter 4 of TAT and it should
be out after this. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: :: sung to the tune of the Oscar Meyer Weiner song::
Ohhhhhhhhhh I wish I were Naoko Takeuchi......because than I would own Sailor Moon and
company......ohhhhhhhhh I wish I were Naoko Takeuchi.....because than everybody would be
paying me!
"Mamma"
By: Angel Grrl
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!"
"Push! Ma'am please! Push!!!"
30-year old Mizuno Tengoku glared at the young doctor, between her thighs. He
reminded her of Jerry Lewis, with his wide eyes and dumb-founded expression. She wondered
to herself if he thought he was going to catch this baby like a football. However, she didn't
think long as another contraction hit her in her gut.
"NNNNNN," she yelled through gritted teeth. She was locked in her position, muscles
taut and teeth tightly held together by sheer will alone. Feeling the contraction pass,
she felt herself relax. Lately, the pain had been getting worse and a fear settled in her gut.
Besides the pain, the only thing she was aware of was the lack of her husband.
He had left her only a few days ago...leaving with some young thing that would better
support his needs. Apparently, she wasn't good enough. She didn't support his artistic desires
...and so he had left her pregnant and alone.
Was it not so long ago that she had been so happy?
Now she had nothing, not even a college education...but she had promised herself and her
unborn child that she would. She would succeed...without her husband.
Another contraction hit her again.
------------
Mamma you gave life to me
Turned a baby into a lady
And mamma all you had to offer
Was a promise of a lifetime of love Ami
------------
I had never had a mother…at least one that I could remember. That's why this was so
important. I wanted to be there--no I HAD to be there for the birth of my child. I wanted to
see what it was I had missed for my entire life. I had been late, I knew. *sigh* I guess Usako
is just rubbing off on me. After all these years and especially for the most important thing in
my entire life, I was late for this! Why oh why did fate pick THIS date in my life to make me
late?? HUH?! I ask you! It's a conspiracy!
(A/N: No, it's Setsuna here! To Drive you crazy!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAH!)
Shaking my head and freeing myself of the crazy voice I was driving like a mad man to
the hospital. She was waiting for me, I knew it! Finally after much hard work of not mowing
over pedestrians, I arrived at the hospital emergency out of breath and very short of
patience. Apparently the doctor not only majored in medicine but also had a minor in telepathy
because he and two nurses ushered me down a hall where ten girls were all gathered around
waiting for me. Eight senshi, one best friend and one ex-feline. Also waiting was Motoki,
Reika, and Usako's family...all staring at me as if I had grown another head and came from
the Planet Nanau and asked if I knew where I could find their leader: Mr. Ross Perot.
Now, you know I never give Minako enough credit sometimes but she knew almost the exact
thing to say at that moment in time.
"What the hell happened to you?"
"Traffic,"
"Ohhh......well, they're waiting for you,"she smiled at me.
Grinning to myself I walked into the room that they were standing around and inside
lay my Usako nursing our child. OUR child...that sounded so good. She saw me and gave me a
tired smile. I was sorry I had missed the birth but I hadn't missed this at least. I sat down
in the chair across from her and just watched mother and daughter bond. Now, don't ask me how
I knew it was a girl...I just KNEW. I watched as the champion of justice, the queen of the
world...HELL the MOTHER of the world sit there looking so terrified as this tiny life suckled
contently on her breast.
I was practically bursting apart at the seams, I was so full of love for her...and
somewhere deep down I understood. That bond between mother and child...I saw it. I felt it.
I felt Usako's love and the knowledge that she would rather die than let any harm come to this
tiny miracle. This tiny tiny life that she and I had created together.
Usako smiled at me...and offered me the opportunity to be the first to clean up vomit.
*sigh* MY Usako....and MY throw-up...from MY little girl. Life was good...but can we say EW?!
------------
Now I know that there is no other love like a mother's
Love for her child
I know that love so complete someday must leave
Must say Goodbye Mamoru
------------
I was the Time Guardian. Always watching never living. However, this had not always been
as things were. I was once alive. I once had a family. I once had a mother and a father. I once
was a child. Those days are long gone now. Never to be seen again and never again would happen.
I should move on. I really should but...there was just something about it that I couldn't let
go.
Was it that I was innocent? A little girl happy and carefree? Somebody who had no idea
of the responsibility she would someday hold and how the fate of the world would rest on your
shoulders if some horrific event should take place? Hmm.....just didn't seem fair to rest all
of that on a child. It was unfair. It's unfair to ask a child to shoulder that responsibility.
My mother had fought long and hard to get my father to find somebody else. Chronos would
hear none of it however, and decreed that I would be the new Time Guardian. At the age of 12
years old, I was sent to the moon to meet with then Queen Antigone III, swore my loyalty to
the Moon Kingdom and all its inhabitants and then was shipped off the the time gate. My mother
never forgave my father.
Often when I was sitting there, all alone, I would look in on my mother and father. I
would see my mother as she sat there in different meetings always fiddling with a small locket
she kept around her neck at all times. Always turning it this way and that, never taking her
hand off of it. How she never took it off, despite the occasion.
Sometimes, whenever she could she would sneak off to the time corridor and bring me
some hot cakes and some wine from the palace and we would sit and talk for ages. She would
hold me in her lap and stroke my hair and I would fall asleep there, trusting her to watch
for me. She never failed me. I would wake up and still feel her fingers in my hair, barely
tickling my ear and whenever I turned over to see her face, she would be smiling at me. I
would always feel so safe whenever I was with her.
I also remember......that day. It was approximately March 5, 5434 BC when it happened.
My mother had simply stopped feeling the will to live. She began to slow down. She was getting
old. It was her time...but what was time to me? I surpassed time. I left my post for the first
time ever to be with her.
As I approached her bed, I held her hand within my own. I caressed her face and stroked
her hair as she had done with my own. Her eyes were still that beautiful pale purple.
"My darling child...what troubles you so?"
"Don't go, please. I'll be all alone,"
"No you won't darling,"
"You don't have to die Momma. I can make it so. You can live forever in your youth
and never have to worry about being sick or anything. You can live on and you can stay with
me..."
"My darling child, you don't look a day over fourteen. Has the time corridor been so
kind?"
"Momma...don't leave me,"
"I won't leave you. I'll always be with you...even if you can't see me,"
"What do you mean if I can't see you? I can always see you,"
She smiled at me then and gently caressed my face.
"I'm tired baby. I'm so very tired..." and with that she went to sleep...a very very
deep sleep.
"Sleep now momma. I love you...and goodbye..."
With that, I left her room and returned to my time corridor...with a promise in my
heart. Never to let anyone close. This pain was too strong. My heart had broken at that one
word. Goodbye.
------------
Goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear
Goodbye's the last time I will hold you near
Someday you'll say that word to me and I will cry
It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye Setsuna
------------
Ten'ou Aozora was sitting quietly at her desk reading a book. It was a romance novel...
what else would it be? She had always loved romances, to her there was nothing more beautiful
than the love that the hero and the heroine shared in her novels.
She sighed dreamily to herself and became enraptured yet again, as the hero came to his
love's window and told her of his undying love for her and then they would make love until the
stars burned out.
'Ahh, to be so young and in love,' she thought to herself.
Yes, friend. She was a true romantic at heart, and she hoped that her daughter would one
day become just like Selene Lunarios and her beloved, would come and sweep her off her feet,
her Endymion Terrarsas.
It was in the midst of her imagings that she heard a faint knock on the large wooden
door. Turning her head towards the sound, she saw a blonde head poking out through the crack.
Smiling gently, she waved her daughter inside.
"Good evening, Haruka. Is there something you need?"
The young blonde sat in a plush cranberry chair that was directly across from the
older woman. Wringing her hands in her lap, she watched her mother's curious eyes.
"Mom, I need to tell you something..."
"Well, what is it dear?"
Haruka inched the chair forward so that their hands were touching. One pair was
young and firm and soft to the touch…the other was beginning to show liver spots and extended
veins. Haruka gently caressed the older pair and looked into her mother's blue eyes.
"Momma…I'm in love,"
If it was possible Aozora would have lit up like the ball on New Year's Eve.
Pictures of a big wedding with gifts and her daughter in a beautiful white wedding gown
flitted through her vicious brain, even pictures of grandchildren that she would one day
bounce on her knee during Christmas get-togethers.
"Oh baby. That's wonderful! Who's the lucky man???"
Haruka looked into her mother's eyes. Now, it's never been scientifically proven,
but there is a link between mother and child. A link that gives them that certain insight
into every problem.
"Baby? What is it?"
"Momma…tell me you love me…tell me or I'll never be able to tell you this," said Haruka,
her head bowed.
"Oh sweetheart," she said as she gently raised her daughters chin, "of course I love you.
Nothing you could say could ever change that. You're my baby,"
"Momma…there is no man…I'm in love with a woman,"
Silence filled the room. Haruka bowed her head, struggling to hide the onslaught of
tears. This was what she had most feared. Nodding to herself, she stood to leave. A small arm
shot out and grabbed her arm.
"You will bring her by the house so I can meet her, won't you?"
Haruka's fell into her mother's lap and cried her relief.
------------
Mamma you gave love to me
Turned a young one into a woman
And mamma all I ever needed
Was a guarantee of you loving me Haruka
------------
Now I know what y'all are thinking...brain dead Minako! Am I right? Of course I'm right!
All Minako knows is pop trivia about the latest hot and
sexy-oh-my-goodness-I'm-gonna-rape-him-if-ever-is-alone-in-a-darkened-ally guy right? Well,
you're half right.
In all actuality, I'm actually not that insane....a little warped yes, but not insane.
Besides I'd be perfectly willing to rape him if we were in the 7-11 so don't push me! But I
know something else, I know about love. And I'm not talking about lust-love I'm talking about
L-O-V-E..ya know, the kind of stuff that poets and Billy Shake-aspeare wrote about. Yah, that
stuff! Ya know, what Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor (now with HIM he'd be raped!) were singing
about in that movie about the Red Windmill.
I know alot about this stuff...for instance. There are soo many different kinds of love,
did you know that? There's romantical love, sisterly love, people-ly love (is that even a word),
bubblegum love and probably the most important of all...motherly love. I mean, what else kind
of love surpasses all things that someone would lay down their life for someone else's
happiness and attempt at true love? Uh...nothing comes to mind. Now, I know that I'm cursed.
Yah, I know. Never to find love at all.....well, that old Youma wasn't too bright cause he
forgot something. He forgot that I already had love. It might not have been with a guy...cause
Kami knows I need that! ^_^ But I had love already...from my mom.
She loved me and I didn't even have to try....despite all my mistakes. She LOVED me.
I could have failed every single test I ever took, let the Youmas take over the world and even
have gotten pregnant and ended up on Jerry Springer claiming it was my step-daddys...and all
the while, my mother would have loved me! So, I know...I know what real love is...and I know
what STRONG love is. I know that I found it...and I didn't even have to go looking for it.
Cause.....my momma loves me and I think that that's marvelous.
------------
'Cause I know there is no other love like a mother's
Love for her child
And it hurts so that something so strong
someday it'll be gone
Must say goodbye Minako
------------
END OF PART I
awhile...please enjoy. ^_^ Also, I'm currently working on chapter 4 of TAT and it should
be out after this. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: :: sung to the tune of the Oscar Meyer Weiner song::
Ohhhhhhhhhh I wish I were Naoko Takeuchi......because than I would own Sailor Moon and
company......ohhhhhhhhh I wish I were Naoko Takeuchi.....because than everybody would be
paying me!
"Mamma"
By: Angel Grrl
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!"
"Push! Ma'am please! Push!!!"
30-year old Mizuno Tengoku glared at the young doctor, between her thighs. He
reminded her of Jerry Lewis, with his wide eyes and dumb-founded expression. She wondered
to herself if he thought he was going to catch this baby like a football. However, she didn't
think long as another contraction hit her in her gut.
"NNNNNN," she yelled through gritted teeth. She was locked in her position, muscles
taut and teeth tightly held together by sheer will alone. Feeling the contraction pass,
she felt herself relax. Lately, the pain had been getting worse and a fear settled in her gut.
Besides the pain, the only thing she was aware of was the lack of her husband.
He had left her only a few days ago...leaving with some young thing that would better
support his needs. Apparently, she wasn't good enough. She didn't support his artistic desires
...and so he had left her pregnant and alone.
Was it not so long ago that she had been so happy?
Now she had nothing, not even a college education...but she had promised herself and her
unborn child that she would. She would succeed...without her husband.
Another contraction hit her again.
------------
Mamma you gave life to me
Turned a baby into a lady
And mamma all you had to offer
Was a promise of a lifetime of love Ami
------------
I had never had a mother…at least one that I could remember. That's why this was so
important. I wanted to be there--no I HAD to be there for the birth of my child. I wanted to
see what it was I had missed for my entire life. I had been late, I knew. *sigh* I guess Usako
is just rubbing off on me. After all these years and especially for the most important thing in
my entire life, I was late for this! Why oh why did fate pick THIS date in my life to make me
late?? HUH?! I ask you! It's a conspiracy!
(A/N: No, it's Setsuna here! To Drive you crazy!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAH!)
Shaking my head and freeing myself of the crazy voice I was driving like a mad man to
the hospital. She was waiting for me, I knew it! Finally after much hard work of not mowing
over pedestrians, I arrived at the hospital emergency out of breath and very short of
patience. Apparently the doctor not only majored in medicine but also had a minor in telepathy
because he and two nurses ushered me down a hall where ten girls were all gathered around
waiting for me. Eight senshi, one best friend and one ex-feline. Also waiting was Motoki,
Reika, and Usako's family...all staring at me as if I had grown another head and came from
the Planet Nanau and asked if I knew where I could find their leader: Mr. Ross Perot.
Now, you know I never give Minako enough credit sometimes but she knew almost the exact
thing to say at that moment in time.
"What the hell happened to you?"
"Traffic,"
"Ohhh......well, they're waiting for you,"she smiled at me.
Grinning to myself I walked into the room that they were standing around and inside
lay my Usako nursing our child. OUR child...that sounded so good. She saw me and gave me a
tired smile. I was sorry I had missed the birth but I hadn't missed this at least. I sat down
in the chair across from her and just watched mother and daughter bond. Now, don't ask me how
I knew it was a girl...I just KNEW. I watched as the champion of justice, the queen of the
world...HELL the MOTHER of the world sit there looking so terrified as this tiny life suckled
contently on her breast.
I was practically bursting apart at the seams, I was so full of love for her...and
somewhere deep down I understood. That bond between mother and child...I saw it. I felt it.
I felt Usako's love and the knowledge that she would rather die than let any harm come to this
tiny miracle. This tiny tiny life that she and I had created together.
Usako smiled at me...and offered me the opportunity to be the first to clean up vomit.
*sigh* MY Usako....and MY throw-up...from MY little girl. Life was good...but can we say EW?!
------------
Now I know that there is no other love like a mother's
Love for her child
I know that love so complete someday must leave
Must say Goodbye Mamoru
------------
I was the Time Guardian. Always watching never living. However, this had not always been
as things were. I was once alive. I once had a family. I once had a mother and a father. I once
was a child. Those days are long gone now. Never to be seen again and never again would happen.
I should move on. I really should but...there was just something about it that I couldn't let
go.
Was it that I was innocent? A little girl happy and carefree? Somebody who had no idea
of the responsibility she would someday hold and how the fate of the world would rest on your
shoulders if some horrific event should take place? Hmm.....just didn't seem fair to rest all
of that on a child. It was unfair. It's unfair to ask a child to shoulder that responsibility.
My mother had fought long and hard to get my father to find somebody else. Chronos would
hear none of it however, and decreed that I would be the new Time Guardian. At the age of 12
years old, I was sent to the moon to meet with then Queen Antigone III, swore my loyalty to
the Moon Kingdom and all its inhabitants and then was shipped off the the time gate. My mother
never forgave my father.
Often when I was sitting there, all alone, I would look in on my mother and father. I
would see my mother as she sat there in different meetings always fiddling with a small locket
she kept around her neck at all times. Always turning it this way and that, never taking her
hand off of it. How she never took it off, despite the occasion.
Sometimes, whenever she could she would sneak off to the time corridor and bring me
some hot cakes and some wine from the palace and we would sit and talk for ages. She would
hold me in her lap and stroke my hair and I would fall asleep there, trusting her to watch
for me. She never failed me. I would wake up and still feel her fingers in my hair, barely
tickling my ear and whenever I turned over to see her face, she would be smiling at me. I
would always feel so safe whenever I was with her.
I also remember......that day. It was approximately March 5, 5434 BC when it happened.
My mother had simply stopped feeling the will to live. She began to slow down. She was getting
old. It was her time...but what was time to me? I surpassed time. I left my post for the first
time ever to be with her.
As I approached her bed, I held her hand within my own. I caressed her face and stroked
her hair as she had done with my own. Her eyes were still that beautiful pale purple.
"My darling child...what troubles you so?"
"Don't go, please. I'll be all alone,"
"No you won't darling,"
"You don't have to die Momma. I can make it so. You can live forever in your youth
and never have to worry about being sick or anything. You can live on and you can stay with
me..."
"My darling child, you don't look a day over fourteen. Has the time corridor been so
kind?"
"Momma...don't leave me,"
"I won't leave you. I'll always be with you...even if you can't see me,"
"What do you mean if I can't see you? I can always see you,"
She smiled at me then and gently caressed my face.
"I'm tired baby. I'm so very tired..." and with that she went to sleep...a very very
deep sleep.
"Sleep now momma. I love you...and goodbye..."
With that, I left her room and returned to my time corridor...with a promise in my
heart. Never to let anyone close. This pain was too strong. My heart had broken at that one
word. Goodbye.
------------
Goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear
Goodbye's the last time I will hold you near
Someday you'll say that word to me and I will cry
It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye Setsuna
------------
Ten'ou Aozora was sitting quietly at her desk reading a book. It was a romance novel...
what else would it be? She had always loved romances, to her there was nothing more beautiful
than the love that the hero and the heroine shared in her novels.
She sighed dreamily to herself and became enraptured yet again, as the hero came to his
love's window and told her of his undying love for her and then they would make love until the
stars burned out.
'Ahh, to be so young and in love,' she thought to herself.
Yes, friend. She was a true romantic at heart, and she hoped that her daughter would one
day become just like Selene Lunarios and her beloved, would come and sweep her off her feet,
her Endymion Terrarsas.
It was in the midst of her imagings that she heard a faint knock on the large wooden
door. Turning her head towards the sound, she saw a blonde head poking out through the crack.
Smiling gently, she waved her daughter inside.
"Good evening, Haruka. Is there something you need?"
The young blonde sat in a plush cranberry chair that was directly across from the
older woman. Wringing her hands in her lap, she watched her mother's curious eyes.
"Mom, I need to tell you something..."
"Well, what is it dear?"
Haruka inched the chair forward so that their hands were touching. One pair was
young and firm and soft to the touch…the other was beginning to show liver spots and extended
veins. Haruka gently caressed the older pair and looked into her mother's blue eyes.
"Momma…I'm in love,"
If it was possible Aozora would have lit up like the ball on New Year's Eve.
Pictures of a big wedding with gifts and her daughter in a beautiful white wedding gown
flitted through her vicious brain, even pictures of grandchildren that she would one day
bounce on her knee during Christmas get-togethers.
"Oh baby. That's wonderful! Who's the lucky man???"
Haruka looked into her mother's eyes. Now, it's never been scientifically proven,
but there is a link between mother and child. A link that gives them that certain insight
into every problem.
"Baby? What is it?"
"Momma…tell me you love me…tell me or I'll never be able to tell you this," said Haruka,
her head bowed.
"Oh sweetheart," she said as she gently raised her daughters chin, "of course I love you.
Nothing you could say could ever change that. You're my baby,"
"Momma…there is no man…I'm in love with a woman,"
Silence filled the room. Haruka bowed her head, struggling to hide the onslaught of
tears. This was what she had most feared. Nodding to herself, she stood to leave. A small arm
shot out and grabbed her arm.
"You will bring her by the house so I can meet her, won't you?"
Haruka's fell into her mother's lap and cried her relief.
------------
Mamma you gave love to me
Turned a young one into a woman
And mamma all I ever needed
Was a guarantee of you loving me Haruka
------------
Now I know what y'all are thinking...brain dead Minako! Am I right? Of course I'm right!
All Minako knows is pop trivia about the latest hot and
sexy-oh-my-goodness-I'm-gonna-rape-him-if-ever-is-alone-in-a-darkened-ally guy right? Well,
you're half right.
In all actuality, I'm actually not that insane....a little warped yes, but not insane.
Besides I'd be perfectly willing to rape him if we were in the 7-11 so don't push me! But I
know something else, I know about love. And I'm not talking about lust-love I'm talking about
L-O-V-E..ya know, the kind of stuff that poets and Billy Shake-aspeare wrote about. Yah, that
stuff! Ya know, what Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor (now with HIM he'd be raped!) were singing
about in that movie about the Red Windmill.
I know alot about this stuff...for instance. There are soo many different kinds of love,
did you know that? There's romantical love, sisterly love, people-ly love (is that even a word),
bubblegum love and probably the most important of all...motherly love. I mean, what else kind
of love surpasses all things that someone would lay down their life for someone else's
happiness and attempt at true love? Uh...nothing comes to mind. Now, I know that I'm cursed.
Yah, I know. Never to find love at all.....well, that old Youma wasn't too bright cause he
forgot something. He forgot that I already had love. It might not have been with a guy...cause
Kami knows I need that! ^_^ But I had love already...from my mom.
She loved me and I didn't even have to try....despite all my mistakes. She LOVED me.
I could have failed every single test I ever took, let the Youmas take over the world and even
have gotten pregnant and ended up on Jerry Springer claiming it was my step-daddys...and all
the while, my mother would have loved me! So, I know...I know what real love is...and I know
what STRONG love is. I know that I found it...and I didn't even have to go looking for it.
Cause.....my momma loves me and I think that that's marvelous.
------------
'Cause I know there is no other love like a mother's
Love for her child
And it hurts so that something so strong
someday it'll be gone
Must say goodbye Minako
------------
END OF PART I
