New Ficcy, Weiss Kreuz – Sailor Moon. Fraulien

I do not own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon. I am not receiving any money for this at all.

Usagi-centric.

Tasukaru

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It had been twenty minutes and the horde of schoolgirls that has gathered outside and around the Koneko was unbearable. The room was hot and musky, and Aya suspected, someone would faint from the lack of air, if not from the relentless flirting from comrade, Yohji Kudou. He could almost feel the flowers wilting from the heat.

"If you're not buying anything, then go home!" He yelled at the top of his lungs for the fifth time today. Now, the girls in a whole had spent nothing short of six hundred dollars just on flowers for the last couple of times that he had screamed this request. Now, heartbroken, single and allowance-less the majority of the girls left, leaving just three chatty old ladies and a woman with green hair, holding the hand of a child.

"Puu…is mommy going to be alright?" She asked the woman, her eyes casting upwards.

The woman, known as 'Puu' shook her head gently, "I'm not sure Small Lady…" She answered, the heard the terrified whimper from the child before she looked down smiling.

"But I know she'd want some flowers to cheer her up, which ones do you think she would like?" She asked brightening her moods considerably. The Queen had been sick in bed for about a month now, and it didn't look to far up for her. 

Chibi-Usa now convinced her mother was going to be all right took advantage to peer across the flower shop where two other men were tending to shrubs. "Yuck…" She said looking around at the large green plants, which she found to be very bland looking.

Then, her eyes drifted to a small red rose that was on the floor. Setsuna, who was also examining didn't notice the pink-haired princess drift away.

"Pretty…" she breathed as she picked it up, the petals glistened, it was large and red, but pinker than anything, as if it was a mix of colors, swirling undecidedly what the ultimate shade it would be. She wondered if they had any more.

"Omi." Aya barked out, Omi turned smiling. Ken came out from inside and also walked over to the group.

"Hai Aya-kun?" He asked smiling.

"Tell Yohji to get that kid away from there…she looks ready to kill something." He said, which caused surprised looked from the old women he was ringing up.

"Aya-kun, Yohji is sleeping." He said continuing to water the flowers.

Aya looked annoyed, "I saw him a few minutes ago…it's after four!" He fumed in a hushed whisper, which caused the now briskly walking old women brake out into a light run.

"He told me to tell you that, he was tired." Ken said, slipping off his gardening gloves.

Aya glared at the cash register, Yohji was a slacker, and he'd have to have a word with him later.

"I'll go get her if you want." Ken offered. He brushed a bead of sweat from his forehead.

Aya mentally shook his head, knowing Ken would be far to nice to the potential danger to the lilies in the corner who stared at the rose in awe. He liked kids too much. "No. I'll do it. Stay by the register."

He walked over to the child who hadn't acknowledged him before he cast a shadow over he small form. She looked up, large red eyes, blinking twice. "Huh?" She asked. She noticed his outfit and figured he was one of the florists; she took a step forward only to slip on a significant puddle of water. She would have landed flat on her chin if it weren't for a hand that grabbed her collar and pulled her to her feet.

"Watch it," He said monotonously as she steadied herself clutching his pant-leg.

"Small Lady are you alright?" Setsuna asked coming up behind the two. She had realized the child was not near her when she asked her opinion on an especially lovely possible bouquet of red and pink roses.

Chibi-Usa looked up at him while unconsciously moving over the Setsuna, tugging on her long dress, she stared up at him, her daddy couldn't even do that, evidence when she fell down outside the palace gates when she was taking a stroll with him and her mommy.

"Wow…" She breathed. Setsuna looked up at the man, his eyes were cold, emotionless. She knew well enough it was a mask, but he was none of her concern, so she didn't fret on it. 

"Small Lady," She called softly attracting the girl's attention, she looked up at her.

"I saw some flowers that I think you're mommy would love." Setsuna said softly, urging the little girl towards the far end of the shop. Chibi-Usa resisted greatly, mesmerized, transfixed on the man with the lightening quick reflexes. It took quite a bit of gentle pulling to get Chibi-Usa to the reverse side of the room, he stared right back at her, eyes unmoving, unblinking.

When Setsuna had finally gotten her over to the opposite side of the room, and the man she her eyes would not leave, had gone to the back of the store and disappeared somewhere.

"I was looking at these…I was thinking you're mother would like them." She said smiling. Chibi-Usagi's hand grasped the flower, unaware even to the pain that seared through her hands when the thorns cut into her young flesh.

"Huh? Puu…?" She asked.

"I was looking at these roses…Small Lady, what do you think?" She asked holding on of the fine flowers into light. Chibi-Usa raised her hand nodded, seeing the resemblance to the one she was holding. Finally, the pain catching up to her she dropped the rose, the petals from the rose flying around her feet. A single drop of blood dripped on the floor.

"Chibi-Usa, you're cut." She said, she looked at the rose, the drops of blood staining the pink petals.

Bad Omen…

She wrapped the small princess's fingers in the handkerchief she had taken from her purse.

"I like these Puu." Chibi-Usa said, they had gone to this flower shop because so late on a Friday afternoon it would have been hard to find flowers, and the Queen had forbidden taken flowers from the garden long ago. It was a new shop, Koneko no Sumi and they were lucky it would be open so late in the day.

 The Queen hadn't been feeling well at all, and not even King Endymion could cheer her up, she stayed in bed all day, unmoving, she was become sickly looking, pale. The senshi was convinced she was on her deathbed and had all traveled from their respected planets to try and help her in anyway they could, she wouldn't eat, hardly slept, and any time she could she cried. Not even Chibi-Usa could cheer the young Queen up.

So Chibi-Usa was convinced she needed flowers because when he mommy had brought her flowers, she had gotten better right after she'd taken that nasty medicine.

Setsuna turned and was almost knocked backwards when she, startled came face to face with a young man with honey colored hair and playful jade eyes.

"Would you like me to wrap that for you sweetheart?" He asked playfully walking over to her. She didn't say anything, just stared at him before Chibi-Usa came out behind her legs, peering up at him curiously.

Damnit a kid…

"Well, doll face, you in the mood for some roses?" He asked with a grin, pretending the child wasn't there.

"I'd like two dozen of these roses please…" She said, Yohji almost did a double take. Why wasn't she affected by his charm? No woman could resist the tempting Yohji Kudou.

C'mon…you know you want me… He wished he could say, that would at least, he thought burst a red tint on her pale cheeks, but there was that kid. He nodded picking up the vase.

"Anything for you sweetheart." He said walking behind the counter where Aya was standing. Omi, off somewhere tending to his ancient grandmother and Ken, he wasn't exactly sure where HE was probably outside playing with the neighbor kids.

Aya yanked Yohji up by the collar only minutes before, and to his relief the honey-haired man had gotten up. But of course only after he mentioned a woman, over eighteen, was downstairs.

"Yohji…those bamboo need repotting." He said when Yohji had arrived, Yohji, not exactly interested with the child, and the presumed mother put the vase down and walked over to the bamboo and uprooted it from its oriental style casing.

"I would like two dozen of these roses delivered to Crystal Palace this afternoon." She was one of the Queen's guards, one of her personal guards; he could always get Yohji to do it…

Kuso…

Yohji, after speedily completing his task, was currently nowhere in sight, no problem, he'd get Omi to deliver them. Ken certainly couldn't he'd have no idea where to go and by that time, it would be far too late and the flowers a distinguishable color of ebony.

He nodded, he'd heard rumors that the Queen wasn't doing well, and from the looks of it, this was the princess that he had yanked by the collar.

"You're flowers will be delivers at five."

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"What do you mean you can't go?!" He yelled at Omi. Omi winced.

"I mean, I can't Aya-kun, Grandmother isn't feeling well, her cat has turned up missing." He explained.

"Well find it later, I said five and it's already four." Aya said, he was very annoyed now. Ken would have never made it in time.

"I can't, she's upset." He said sadly. He loved his grandmother and sometimes Aya thought that he needed to channel that energy to his work.

"Fine…" He grumbled picking up the large bouquet of roses.

"Expect me in an hour." He called over his shoulder as he left the flower shop.

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It took a small amount of time to reach the palace, and a large amount of time reaching in the gates.

"State you're full name and your business."

He glared silently; this was the first guard post out of four…wasn't Crystal Tokyo supposed to be a peaceful place?

"A—Ran Fujimiya…delivery to the queen…roses." He said flashing his ID and showing the large amount of roses the guard who was a woman took the ID card from his fingers, she had short, cropped blue hair and large blue eyes. He suspected she was one of the late Sailor Senshi; a group that had been broken up the day of Crystal Tokyo was completed two thousand years ago…he figured it had been a monarchy and passed the title of Queen down over the years. They were the Queens personal protectors and the Queen herself was a super-hero by the name of Sailor Moon.

She looked over the ID card; everyone in Crystal Tokyo needed one. She silently pushed a button on her ear, and an aqua visor came up across her eyes as if by magic, but he knew better, it wasn't magic, just simply technology. With her finger she pressed the bar code on the card, he could see piles and piles of information show up from the opposite side of her visor. She nodded.

Raising an arm she allowed him pass. He stopped only a few meters at a new gate, much larger than the last one, he figured it much be the items checking gate.

"Step out of the car." He heard a woman ask, she was very tall, or women in Japan at least, wearing a suit identical to the last's only in green, her chestnut brown hair was pulled in a high ponytail by a pink hair clip and her green eyes glared at him furiously, which he returned with ease. After a quick pat down she began to check his car.

"What's this?" She asked holding the katana he held in his back seat. He glared furiously.

"What does it look like? It's a katana." He said with obvious annoyance in his voice. She glared harder.

"I can't let you pass with this…do you have anymore weapons?" She asked. He could not allow her to confiscate his katana!

"No, give it to me." He said grabbing the hilt and pulling it back.

"I can't let you pass with that weapon…it's a potential danger to the queen and the rest of the habitants of her palace!"

"Makoto-sama…" Was the small whisper that came from beyond the toll barrier arm, it was the girl from the flower shop.

"Princess…you shouldn't be out here! Got back beyond Minako's gate!"

Chibi-Usa shook her head, "Puu sent me…she said to tell you to let the florist pass." Chibi-Usa turned and ran towards the palace.

The princess of Jupiter practically took a double take, well if Pluto trusted him; he wasn't any potential threat to Queen. She thrust the katana back into his hands and allowed him passage.

The palace, up close was larger than what he had figured it would be, but so surprise, this was the capital of the world. That's how it would and always be. Moving out of the car and holding the bouquet he was prompt to try to drop them off with some guard, he had better things to do. Upon entering there was nothing but sunset rainbows and halls of diamonds.

"Are you looking for my mommy?" Came a small voice from behind him. He turned, and looked at the pint-sized future Queen and nodded.

"Yes." He answered. He didn't know WHY he decided to DELIVER flowers…this wasn't his job…and the size of this place was just intimidating.

"Well you're on the wrong wing, on the wrong floor." She said walking up next to him and seizing his hand in her own.

He stiffened but followed. "Daddy couldn't make mommy smile…I think she needs flowers too. I'm so happy you've come with them. Thank you…" She said reappearing in front of a large door.

"Mama? She said letting go of Aya's hand and skipping to her mother who lay in bed under a bundle of white and silver comforters.

"Chibi-Usa…I can't play today…" She said unmoving.

Aya walked into the room, this was occupying far too much time and he didn't have too much to spare.

"I've brought you friend mommy, and flowers." Chibi-Usagi said jumping onto the bed; Serenity lay unmoving until the mention of a friend. She didn't want one of the subjects to see her like this! Then the rumors would become true, she needed to at least seem strong to the public.

"Small La—"

She stared into the bouquet of the most beautiful flowers she'd ever laid eyes on, peering up at the man, from the look of his hands, she smiled and decided to speak.

"Hello." She said, her eyes fixed, unmoving and gentle.

"Hn…" He said, almost transfixed, why exactly was she staring at him like that damnit?! It was making him almost…uncomfortable.

"It's not polite to stare…" He grumbled.

She shook her head and sat back in the bed.

Usagi…c'mon… don't stare at him…! You don't even know him! Why…do…I feel like…he needs help?

"I'm sorry, Serenity Chiba…" She said extending a palm.

"A…Ran Fujimiya." He replied taking her hand and shaking it curtly. She nodded.

"Pleased to meet you. Thank you for the flowers."

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