Title: History
Author: Akira Starr
Email: webmistress@eternaldragon.com
Site: http://eternaldragon.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailormoon, and never will. It's a sad world, isn't it?
We all wish we owned it, but can't. It makes me want to cry.
Author's Notes: This is my first Sailormoon fanfic that I am actually posting on
the web. I have tons saved on my computer, but never finished. Hopefully, people
will like this, and I'll write more with the pressures of feedback to guide me.
Did I mention that I need feedback to live? Please tell me what you think of
this.....should I continue or lay it to rest and start over?
That's about it, enjoy!
< > = thoughts
History; Part One Rating: PG
The yellow taxi glided down the streets of Tokyo, blending in with the
normal traffic expected at this hour. The driver, a short, sqwabish man in his
late forties, turned to his passenger as they stopped at a red light, slightly
hung over from a party the night before. His passenger, a young woman in her
early twenties, looked out the window, oblivious to his gaze. Who could help it?
This once klutzy teenager turned into a mature, beautiful woman that no man
could keep their eyes off of, no matter what their current marital status was at
the time.
"Hey, we're gonna be here a while," the driver grunted in her direction.
Tsukino Usagi turned her attention from the window and now stationary scenery to
look at him.
"That's alright. I wanted to shop anyway," She pulled a few bills from her
purse, thanked the driver, and got out of the cab. With grace, she maneuvered
through the backed up traffic and landed safely on the sidewalk. Taking in a
breath of slightly chilly early fall air, she turned in a circle while staring
up at the sky. Her peace was cut short, however, by a man pushing her out of the
way while briskly walking down the sidewalk, obviously in a hurry.
Regaining her composure, Usagi made her way down somewhat familiar
streets, looking in the now changed windows of the shopping district that had
housed many of her desires when she was younger. Now, with a successful job,
many of those desires had come true, and she could only look at the windows
taking a mental inventory of the items she already owned that were tucked away
at her aunt's house in New York.
For six years she had lived in the large apartment near downtown New York,
participating in all the fancy parties her aunt's life catered. They taught her
many things, not just physically, like dancing and grace, but emotionally. Her
aunt was divorced, teaching her that there was nothing wrong with being alone.
Yet something inside her ached for the type of relationship her parents still
possessed after being married for so long. But there were just some things that
were out of her control. And why had she been away six years? To her, the answer
was simple. The one person whom she loved for so long didn't reciprocate that
same love, leaving her to feel empty inside ever time she saw him. That ache
that possessed her heart for days on end was something that she just knew she
had to get away from, escape was her only option. So, after calling her mother's
sister who now resided in New York City, Usagi had packed her bags and left.
She felt bad for picking up and leaving....for she never told anyone good
bye when she did. Surly they had gotten along without her, but she could help
but feel that she was wrong in doing what she did, that she had hurt her friends
in the process. Sighing, Usagi made
her way into a cafŽ that was new to her and sat down, slightly hungry from the
long plane ride over. Picking up a menu from the table, she started reading the
choices, some appealing, and some she didn't want to even think about. (AN:
You've had that happen, right?)
"Oh my, is that you, Usagi?" a familiar voice questioned from her left.
Looking towards the voice, she found herself face to face with Kino Makoto. "It
is you!" she exclaimed, giving Usagi a bear hug. Usagi smiled, happy to see her
friend, and hugged back, the menu on the table forgotten. Makoto released her
friend and sat down in the other chair, leaning her elbows on the table, she
started interrogating the new arrival. "So, where'd ya go? How have you been?
What brings you back-"
"Mako-chan, slow down. I'm fine, and buisness brought me here," Usagi
replied, laughing.
"You didn't answer my first question,"
"I don't really want to rune this reunion with that type of talk," the
blond replied. "So, do you work here, or did you finally open your own place?"
"Own it! It's wonderful...I can make up new things and test everything
out,"
"I noticed," Usagi commented, referring to the menu. Makoto laughed.
"Oh! We're all getting together next Saturday. Can you come?" she blurted
excitedly.
"Minna's here?" Usagi asked, raising an eyebrow at her brown haired
friend.
"Vacation. We always get together. And they'd be thrilled to see you!"
Usagi contemplated Makoto's offer for a moment, then smiled.
"Sure. I'll still be in town. At Rei's temple?"
"Where else?! Oh, this'll be great! We'll be able to catch up on old times
and everything. You know, girl talk,"
"Yes, it will be good, I've missed all you guys," Usagi observed Makoto's
quick facial expression that was focused on the door, or rather, a girl that
walked through it. She was tall, about a year older than them with long silver
hair pulled up much like..... Her bluish green eyes locked on
Makoto's, and she made her way through the crowded restaurant to the pair.
"Makoto-san, I've been looking for you. I'm going shopping later today,
wanna come?" she asked. Makoto sighed, then smiled.
"Sure. Oh, and I'd like you to meet my friend, Tsukino Usagi," Usagi
smiled and stood up, holding out her hand. The woman took it and smiled.
"Nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you. I'm Kuomi Ti'ana," she
introduced.
"Good things I hope," Usagi laughed. Ti'ana smiled and stole a glance at
her watch.
"Well, I've gotta go. I'll see you back here around 4:30, alright?" The
two nodded and Ti'ana walked off.
"Who was that?" Usagi asked. There was a pause before Makoto answered.
"Mamoru-san's girlfriend,"
*~*~*~*
In a slightly singed throne room, a lone figure sat, observing the scene
below through a pool of metallic liquid. Smiling, she threw a stone in her
viewing pool and sat back in her chair, happy.
"So she's returned. Now is the time to make our presence known," With a
flick of her wrist, ten large, angry looking youmas appeared. "Have fun, boys,"
They disappeared, destine for the blue green globe of earth below.
She would not fail. How could she, with fate, destiny, and time on her
side?
Author: Akira Starr
Email: webmistress@eternaldragon.com
Site: http://eternaldragon.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailormoon, and never will. It's a sad world, isn't it?
We all wish we owned it, but can't. It makes me want to cry.
Author's Notes: This is my first Sailormoon fanfic that I am actually posting on
the web. I have tons saved on my computer, but never finished. Hopefully, people
will like this, and I'll write more with the pressures of feedback to guide me.
Did I mention that I need feedback to live? Please tell me what you think of
this.....should I continue or lay it to rest and start over?
That's about it, enjoy!
< > = thoughts
History; Part One Rating: PG
The yellow taxi glided down the streets of Tokyo, blending in with the
normal traffic expected at this hour. The driver, a short, sqwabish man in his
late forties, turned to his passenger as they stopped at a red light, slightly
hung over from a party the night before. His passenger, a young woman in her
early twenties, looked out the window, oblivious to his gaze. Who could help it?
This once klutzy teenager turned into a mature, beautiful woman that no man
could keep their eyes off of, no matter what their current marital status was at
the time.
"Hey, we're gonna be here a while," the driver grunted in her direction.
Tsukino Usagi turned her attention from the window and now stationary scenery to
look at him.
"That's alright. I wanted to shop anyway," She pulled a few bills from her
purse, thanked the driver, and got out of the cab. With grace, she maneuvered
through the backed up traffic and landed safely on the sidewalk. Taking in a
breath of slightly chilly early fall air, she turned in a circle while staring
up at the sky. Her peace was cut short, however, by a man pushing her out of the
way while briskly walking down the sidewalk, obviously in a hurry.
Regaining her composure, Usagi made her way down somewhat familiar
streets, looking in the now changed windows of the shopping district that had
housed many of her desires when she was younger. Now, with a successful job,
many of those desires had come true, and she could only look at the windows
taking a mental inventory of the items she already owned that were tucked away
at her aunt's house in New York.
For six years she had lived in the large apartment near downtown New York,
participating in all the fancy parties her aunt's life catered. They taught her
many things, not just physically, like dancing and grace, but emotionally. Her
aunt was divorced, teaching her that there was nothing wrong with being alone.
Yet something inside her ached for the type of relationship her parents still
possessed after being married for so long. But there were just some things that
were out of her control. And why had she been away six years? To her, the answer
was simple. The one person whom she loved for so long didn't reciprocate that
same love, leaving her to feel empty inside ever time she saw him. That ache
that possessed her heart for days on end was something that she just knew she
had to get away from, escape was her only option. So, after calling her mother's
sister who now resided in New York City, Usagi had packed her bags and left.
She felt bad for picking up and leaving....for she never told anyone good
bye when she did. Surly they had gotten along without her, but she could help
but feel that she was wrong in doing what she did, that she had hurt her friends
in the process.
her way into a cafŽ that was new to her and sat down, slightly hungry from the
long plane ride over. Picking up a menu from the table, she started reading the
choices, some appealing, and some she didn't want to even think about. (AN:
You've had that happen, right?)
"Oh my, is that you, Usagi?" a familiar voice questioned from her left.
Looking towards the voice, she found herself face to face with Kino Makoto. "It
is you!" she exclaimed, giving Usagi a bear hug. Usagi smiled, happy to see her
friend, and hugged back, the menu on the table forgotten. Makoto released her
friend and sat down in the other chair, leaning her elbows on the table, she
started interrogating the new arrival. "So, where'd ya go? How have you been?
What brings you back-"
"Mako-chan, slow down. I'm fine, and buisness brought me here," Usagi
replied, laughing.
"You didn't answer my first question,"
"I don't really want to rune this reunion with that type of talk," the
blond replied. "So, do you work here, or did you finally open your own place?"
"Own it! It's wonderful...I can make up new things and test everything
out,"
"I noticed," Usagi commented, referring to the menu. Makoto laughed.
"Oh! We're all getting together next Saturday. Can you come?" she blurted
excitedly.
"Minna's here?" Usagi asked, raising an eyebrow at her brown haired
friend.
"Vacation. We always get together. And they'd be thrilled to see you!"
Usagi contemplated Makoto's offer for a moment, then smiled.
"Sure. I'll still be in town. At Rei's temple?"
"Where else?! Oh, this'll be great! We'll be able to catch up on old times
and everything. You know, girl talk,"
"Yes, it will be good, I've missed all you guys," Usagi observed Makoto's
quick facial expression that was focused on the door, or rather, a girl that
walked through it. She was tall, about a year older than them with long silver
hair pulled up much like....
Makoto's, and she made her way through the crowded restaurant to the pair.
"Makoto-san, I've been looking for you. I'm going shopping later today,
wanna come?" she asked. Makoto sighed, then smiled.
"Sure. Oh, and I'd like you to meet my friend, Tsukino Usagi," Usagi
smiled and stood up, holding out her hand. The woman took it and smiled.
"Nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you. I'm Kuomi Ti'ana," she
introduced.
"Good things I hope," Usagi laughed. Ti'ana smiled and stole a glance at
her watch.
"Well, I've gotta go. I'll see you back here around 4:30, alright?" The
two nodded and Ti'ana walked off.
"Who was that?" Usagi asked. There was a pause before Makoto answered.
"Mamoru-san's girlfriend,"
*~*~*~*
In a slightly singed throne room, a lone figure sat, observing the scene
below through a pool of metallic liquid. Smiling, she threw a stone in her
viewing pool and sat back in her chair, happy.
"So she's returned. Now is the time to make our presence known," With a
flick of her wrist, ten large, angry looking youmas appeared. "Have fun, boys,"
They disappeared, destine for the blue green globe of earth below.
She would not fail. How could she, with fate, destiny, and time on her
side?