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A Tout Le Monde

Chap. 1

By: Saturn Angels

Hotaru lay in a grassy field; she looked up at the stars with a dazed look upon her face, a slight smile playing at the edges of her lips.

Everything in her life had slowly become routine, with threats to Earth at an all-time low. Her days were mostly spent in solitude; Chibi-Usa had finally left- ready to return to Crystal Tokyo, having learned all she could from the friends she made in the past.

Setstuna, Michiru and Haruka were like parents to her but were often simply too busy to listen to all of Hotaru's problems. Usagi and Mamoru had long since drifted off into their own little private world, Ami moved to Germany to become a doctor like she had wanted to do a while ago, Rei moved to the Hong Kong to study martial arts, Minako moved to the United States to pursue a career in acting, and Makoto moved to China to train to become stronger physically as well as mentally- and possibly find her soulmate while she was there.

Hardly any of her old companions were still around her. She hadn't made any friends in her school, as she had mostly been too busy saving the world to socialize. She hadn't cared about her lack of school-friends, until the senshi all drifted apart: no longer tied together as strongly as they had been by the need to fight evil and protect one another- not to mention the rest of the world.

A tout le monde (To all the world)

A tous mes amis (To all my friends)

Je vous aime (I love you)

Je dois partir (I have to leave)

These are the last words

I'll ever speak

And they'll set me free

Hotaru sat up with her eyes closed, a letter in one hand addressed to all her dear friends, a bottle of pills in the other.

Suicide.

It wasn't something she had ever thought of as her end. She had always been willing to sacrifice herself, but this was different. Her job was done and she'd somehow survived. It didn't feel right that the senshi of death and destruction should live out a normal life with everyone else- her spirit would be reborn in times of need. These were not times of need.

If my heart was still alive

I know it would surely break

And my memories left with you

There's nothing more to say

Moving on is a simple thing

What it leaves behind is hard

Hotaru contemplated many things as she gingerly counted the capsules in her hand. The devastation her friends would feel- especially Usagi who had fought so hard to keep her alive against all odds- was this the right thing to do? Was it wrong to be so selfish?

You know the sleeping feel no more pain

And the living are scarred

The bottle of pills felt heavy in Hotaru's hand. Could she bring that much pain to her loved ones? All for the sake of getting out of a rut... She took a deep breath, trying hard to think about the task at hand and not the faces of her loved ones. Setsuna, Michiru and Haruka would no longer be tied down be her.

Could she actually do it?

Hotaru inhaled deeply, took two pills from the bottle, turning them over in her hand before putting them into her mouth. It was uncomfortable to swallow: dry and hard- it almost choked her.

Two wouldn't do the job though.

Hotaru poured out the remaining contents of the bottle, clumsily fitting the handful into her mouth- tears in her eyes. Finally, as if she'd come out of a trance, she spit them out- tossing the bottle as far away from herself as she could. She felt simultaneously liberated and infinitely stupid. What had come over her?

After a few minutes of alternating between hysterical laughter and tears, she tore the letter she had written, embarrassed at the fact that it even existed. In her heart she knew that she had something to live for. Something great.

And even if there weren't, she couldn't leave her friends behind with the guilt that her death would cause. Hotaru had lived through so much already, she owed it to herself to live life and fully experience it just... as a normal human being.

That was all that Usagi had ever wanted for any of them. The chance to be normal and not have the heavy burden of being a soldier resting on their shoulders. She shouldn't have to only exist in times of danger.

Maybe, somewhere out there, there was even someone who would understand her completely. A love waiting for her that could rival the love between Usagi and Mamoru, or Haruka and Michiru. Something destined. Hotaru laughed a bit at the absurd idea, then again- who was she to laugh at destiny? Tears sprang anew and she wiped them on her sleeves, feeling embarrassed though there was no one around to see.

Once her eyes were clear, she looked again at the stars with a new appreciation. In that moment, she was happy. Everything seemed beautiful. If every moment could be as perfect, she would call her life fulfilled.

She had teetered between life and death, the inescapable balance that she had always been responsible for maintaining- and here she was. Triumphant. The air was warm, a cool breeze ruffled the long grass and caused cherry blossoms to float toward the earth which was bathed with such gorgeous moonlight; it looked like a moment in a dream. The stars twinkled, this planet that had been so difficult to keep safe was truly beautiful.

An owl hooted nearby, breaking Hotaru from her reverie. It was when Hotaru was readying herself to stand and go home that she felt paper crinkle underneath her weight. "I thought I tore mine up…" Pulling it from under her, she could just make out in the moonlight that it was addressed to her… and in a very odd fashion too.

It was addressed as follows:

Ms. H. Tomoe

Tokyo Park

In front of the largest cherry blossom tree

Tokyo, Japan

She shrugged off the strange feeling as she opened the letter. It read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Tomoe:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than August 28.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

"Is this your idea of a joke?" She called out into the night. An owl hooted in response before silence returned.

She looked at the letter in her hand with disbelief, "What in the world?" she whispered to herself as she folded it neatly, returned it to its envelope, and put it into her pocket. Her intentions were to run straight home and show it to Haruka and Michiru to make sense of it.

For some reason, Hotaru was sure that everything was about to change. In a good way. she felt as if everything were going to change for her. She stood quickly and immediately became lightheaded, the edges of her vision becoming blurry and dark.

"I need to sit down..."

She fainted.