A/N:This is a series of oneshots with unusual(Okay, OPPOSITE) pairings. Meaning, nearly impossible for the most part. If there's a pairing you want to see, send me a review saying so! I don't want to do canons or really popular pairings, though. (UsagixMamoru, ReixMamoru, etc..) So, here we go! First up? Sailor Star Fighter and Sailor Star Maker [giggle]. Oh yeah, my friends helped me with certain pairings, so when I get there I'll mention them, okay? Kadiya helped me with this one.
-Kou Seiya
"The Creator and the Destroyer"
Setting:Kinmoku
Fighter woke up and stretched her limbs lazily. She hadn't slept well. The barely rising sun told her it was probably around 6 a.m. The other sun hadn't risen yet. She dragged herself out of bed and got dressed. What a miserable night. She hadn't fallen asleep until 2 or 3 in the morning, and woke up very early as it was. She walked down the hall, heels clicking faintly on the polished stone. Today marked the day, it was officially a year since they completed their mission and returned to Kinmoku. She sighed sadly, thinking back to that little planet.
She had had a lot of fun there. The days as the Three Lights with Yaten and Taiki were fun. At the time they felt miserable, because they couldn't find Kakyuu. But now, Fighter realized, those were some of the best days of her life.
-Flashback-
"Ugh! My hair won't stay down!" Yaten whined. Seiya sighed and used some hairspray that he was sure was going to destroy that atmosphere to get Yaten's hair to behave.
"Now it's crunchy!" Yaten complained.
"Yaten, Seiya did what he could. Please calm down." Taiki said quietly, not looking up from his book.
"Whatever.." Yaten grumbled.
Seiya was tiring of Yaten's mood. Seiya walked out of the Three Lights dressing room. Seiya hadn't felt his usual, joking cocky self lately. He found a quiet hallway and slumped against the wall. His mind kept bringing up images of Kinmoku, their beautiful home. He wanted to restore it, to bring everything back. He wanted to see Kakyuu, their beautiful princess. They'd been searching for almost two years. Seiya heard footsteps in front of him, and looked up. He couldn't make out who it was, but knew anyways from how the dim light reflected in purple eyes. Taiki.
"Are you alright, Seiya?"
"I'm fine." Seiya sighed.
"You definitely don't seem fine to me." Taiki mused.
"I'm just tired of everything, I guess. I want to go home." Seiya said finally.
"That's not the only thing on your mind, Seiya. I've known you most of our lives, I can read you like a book. Now, tell me what's wrong." Taiki said. Seiya, deep down knew he was right.
"I feel like a coward. Running from Galaxia, abandoning our planet..even now, we're in hiding, aren't we? Pretending to be male? We're still running, still hiding, still being cowards." Seiya said at last. In the darkness, Seiya noticed Taiki's eyes soften. They seldom ever did, they were usually hard and cold, passing their judgement.
"If we died on Kinmoku, we would've left our princess alone. Do you think, if confronted by Galaxia, she will survive? No, I don't think so. I'd rather live as a coward and complete our mission then give up and die a hero's death. Wasn't it you who told me that you never lose until you give up?" Taiki said. His voice was so soft, so gentle. Seiya wanted to hear him like this more often.
"You're right, I suppose. I just feel lonely here." Seiya said.
"Seiya, your not the type to keep to yourself so much. You need lots of friends. Although I hate to say this, maybe you should make some acquaintances here on Earth. Just, don't be stupid, okay?" Taiki said.
Normally, that last comment would sound harsh and hurtful, but Seiya knew Taiki better. This was Taiki's way of cheering him up. Seiya reached a hand up to Taiki, who grabbed it and pulled Seiya to his feet. Seiya grinned.
"It's show time!" He whooped as he raced out towards the stage. He did not notice Taiki's sad smile.
-End Flashback-
Fighter missed the days when the three of them were so close, when they could talk whenever they wished. Maker could always cheer Fighter up. Fighter had a heavy sadness about her today, but was unsure why. Probably just remembering saying goodbye to the people she had grown fairly close to. Very close to one in particular.
Fighter's steps slowed down as she approached Maker's door. What would she even say? She was sad? She wanted to be cheered up? She longed to spend time with Maker? Fighter sighed. Since the start of construction on Kinmoku, she had almost no time to spend with the other two Starlights. It made her sad. She felt more alone than ever. She opened the door slowly and quietly.
"Maker, are you up?" she whispered.
No response. She peered in and Maker was still asleep. Fighter smiled at Maker's sleeping form. She was spread out on her back, legs together, slightly bent up at the knees. One hand was resting on her abdomen, the other was resting on the window sill. She looked stunning with her brown hair cascading off the bed. The image of Maker was pure elegance. Elegance Fighter herself could never achieve. Fighter wished it was lighter out, because then the Kinmokan sun would bring out the beautiful rusty tones in Makers hair. Fleetingly, Fighter wished Maker's eyes would open. She loved those beautiful eyes. It had been nearly two weeks since they had even seen each other. Opposite shifts of guard duty had seen to that. Fighter walked out, closing the door quietly.
Fighter made her way down to the dining hall. It was vacant, but food was set out. She sat down tiredly and her mind wandered. She no longer missed Odango. Well, that was a lie. She missed everyone from Earth. She just didn't love her the way she used to. She loved Usagi's spirit and zest for life, but no longer had remorse at not having longer to be together. She was finally accepting the way things were.
A solemn deep voice took her out of her reverie.
"Fighter? You're up really early. Didn't your post end after midnight?" It was Maker.
Fighter turned her head around and stared into Maker's beautiful eyes.
"I didn't sleep well, I guess." Fighter said honestly.
"Ah, gomen." Maker said with a pat on her shoulder, investigating what food was out.
"Ne, Maker, I haven't talked to you in a while, how have you been?" Fighter asked. Maker tried to hide her sigh, but Fighter heard it.
"Fine, I guess." she said, sitting down with a plate of various fruits.
"Are you sure?" Fighter asked.
"Yes."
Fighter didn't have to even look at Maker to know she was lying.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Maker asked, sounding a little concerned.
"I guess I might as well.." Fighter said, grabbing food. Maker frowned, definitely concerned. Fighter was usually a pig first thing in the morning, yet now she was reluctant to eat, and hardly ate anything at all.
"What's wrong?" Maker asked, her voice piercing through the silence of the dining hall.
"Nothing." Fighter said standing up.
For some reason, she felt uncomfortable around Maker. What was this feeling? Fighter walked off and down the hall. After a short time she heard heels clicking behind her. She knew it was Maker. She stopped, waiting for the inevitable question. She was stunned when her comrade said nothing. Fighter turned around. Maker had a soft, concerned expression.
"Maker?" Fighter asked finally. Maker said nothing, but walked forward closing the distance. Maker placed her hands on Fighter's shoulders reassuringly, violet eyes calculating.
"I'm your best friend, Fighter. You can tell me what's going on."
Fighter laughed nervously, hoping it'd fight off the wave of sadness washing over her. What would she tell her? Her mind was spinning, for once she couldn't find words to express herself.
"Fighter!" Maker snapped Fighter out of her thoughts, giving her shoulders a shake.
"I'm lonely..I feel so alone.." Fighter managed to whisper, as she dropped to her knees. She stared at Makers knees for a moment, before Maker sat in front of her, their eyes meeting.
"You miss Usagi-chan, don't you?" Maker asked. Fighter saw the anger flash in Maker's eyes, but Maker hid it well. Maker most likely was still angry with her for the events that occurred on Earth.
Honestly, Fighter didn't miss Usagi that much.
"That's not it." Fighter said, looking Maker in the eyes. Maker looked a little surprised. Fighter couldn't lie to her, not ever.
"Then why? Everyone's back! Shouldn't you be..happy?" Maker asked, getting closer.
Fighter suddenly felt very nervous and self-conscious. Maker was getting dangerously close to Fighter, who stared off dazedly to avoid blushing. Wait, blushing?! Fighter scolded herself internally.
"I guess..I miss you.." Fighter said at last, eyes looking down.
"How come? We're never more than a few hundred feet of each other, really.." Maker rationalized.
"Maker..when was the last time we talked..?" Fighter asked, trying to drive home her point.
Maker looked thoughtful for a few minutes, then laughed a little.
"I can't remember." she said at last.
"I remember, it's been exactly thirteen days. Nearly two weeks." Fighter said bitterly.
"Fighter..." Maker whispered. Fighter was certain she heard Maker's solemn voice quiver.
"I can't take it! I feel more alone now than I ever have!" Fighter yelled, her voice echoing in the hall for several seconds.
"But-" Maker started, being cut off.
"I know we have Kakyuu and everyone back, but I haven't had any time to spend with you guys. I'm always guarding, training, or sleeping!" Fighter said before she broke down. She couldn't hold back the sobs. Repressed feelings were surfacing. Her face was buried in Maker's smooth shoulder.
"I've missed you so much!" Fighter screamed into Maker's shoulder, crying her heart out. The only one that had ever seen her like this was Maker. Fighter never felt comfortable enough around anyone else, not even Odango.
Star Maker, her polar opposite had a way of drawing everything out of Fighter. Maker was a creator, Fighter was a destroyer. Maker was so reserved, cold even, Fighter was outgoing and friendly to everyone that she met. Fighter felt like she needed Maker around her, for balance. When on her own, Fighter felt like something was missing, she felt like she couldn't keep control of herself or her feelings.
"I missed you too, Fighter." Maker said, reassuringly. Arms wrapped around Fighter, who closed her eyes, sobbing quietly.
"I hate this. I miss when we were on Earth. When we all toured together. When we-" Fighter was cut off. Maker was holding a finger to Fighter's lips.
"It's alright, now. I'm here now. I won't let you be alone anymore." Maker assured. Fighter managed a weak smile.
"Ne, Maker...how do you see me?" Fighter asked.
"I see you as a wonderful leader, loyal comrade and best friend." Maker replied. Her voice sounded harsh and icy to Fighter.
"I see." Fighter said, standing up.
She had to get out of here before she said something she regretted. Her heart was pounding, and aching horribly. She ran off, yelling over her shoulder about having to do something. She prayed Maker wouldn't follow. Finally, she stopped and collapsed in a storage room. She listened to see if she could hear Maker chasing after her but heard nothing. Maker knew too well to chase after her.
Months passed since Fighter's break down in the hallway. Not much changed, although she noticed occasionally Maker would get up later and have breakfast with her. Though almost always in silence, Fighter appreciated the company. Just having her within proximity seemed to calm her. One morning in particular, Fighter walked to the breakfast table after a relatively good sleep. Better than it usually was. She was about to start stuffing her face when she heard Maker walk in. She turned and waved. Usually, Maker would wave back, or just simply nod, but today she started running, a huge grin on her face.
"Maker..what's up? You look...excited?!" Fighter asked, feeling for sure it was the end of the world.
"I talked to Kakyuu and she let us have the day completely to ourselves!" Maker said happily.
"Oh? Why's that?" Fighter asked, feeling relieved. She greatly needed a day off.
"Well, I explained that on Earth today is Valentine's Day. Don't you want to see Usagi?" Maker asked.
"No."
"What?" Maker nearly fell over in shock.
"I don't love her anymore, not how I used to. I'm past that." Fighter replied, her voice colder than she wanted. She felt like Maker was trying to get rid of her.
"Good." Maker said, smile unwavering.
Fighter blinked, mildly surprised. Her eyes were asking Maker for an explanation.
"I was hoping we could spend some time together today." Maker explained.
"Really?!" Fighter leapt out of her seat, knocking it over with a bang.
Maker's eyebrow twitched, slightly annoyed at Fighter's carelessness. A second later and Maker was nearly knocked over. Fighter had performed a hug-tackle (okay, GLOMP) and Maker wasn't expecting it. They both laughed a little.
"You need to be around more!" Fighter said.
"I'm trying to!" Maker said irritatedly.
Fighter giggled slightly, gazing up at Maker's eyes.
"I know your busy Taiki-kun. I still love you." Fighter said, clutching and nuzzling Maker's upper arm. Maker smiled at the use of her Earthen name.
"Well that's good to know...NOW GET OFF!" She yelled, like a mother scolding a child.
"Hai." Fighter said, obeying and hanging her head.
"Gomen ne. I've just been really sad and lonely. Seeing you made me really happy." Fighter explained, twiddling her thumbs.
Maker let out a sigh.
"Alright, hug away." she said, bracing for impact.
Fighter wrapped her arms around Makers neck and hugged. She felt relieved to finally be able to spend a day together.
"How's this?" she asked, very well knowing Maker hated it when people jumped all over her.
"Much better." Maker said, giving Fighter's head a pat. Fighter beamed up at her. Maker smiled serenely, looking down at her leader.
"So what have I missed?" Maker asked.
"Kakyuu-hime hasn't asked to see us in a long time.." Fighter mused.
"She's probably waiting for the right time." Maker concluded. It was the same line Fighter had heard thousands of times before. Fighter sighed.
"You're right." She said.
"Of course I am! I'm always right!" Maker said comically.
"Now you sound like me!" Fighter teased.
"Can't be mature all the time." she replied.
"Hai. I like the fun side to you, Taiki-kun."
"Good! It's time I lightened up a little." Maker said with a smile.
Fighter couldn't quite place it, but Maker seemed different today.
"The only catch for us hanging out today is that we have to spar today against each other for at least a half hour. Or til someone clearly wins." Maker said.
"Okay! I won't lose!" Fighter whooped, heading off to the training center. Maker shook her head slightly, a slight smile forming. Fighter was so childish, sometimes. Maker felt envious about how Fighter could make light of any situation, and manage to have fun.
"Ha!" Maker called as she kicked at Fighter. Fighter smiled and grabbed her foot, flipping Maker on her back. Maker winced slightly. Her leader was a lot stronger than she last remembered. She stood up. She was going to teach this rash punk a lesson. Fighter dove in for a punch. Maker held her ground, moving at the last second. Fighter stumbled as she missed, and Maker extended her foot just enough to send the raven haired starlight on her face.
"Argh..clever." Fighter grumbled as she pulled herself up. She spun around, eyes flashing. Maker felt slightly scared for a second, then calmed down. This was just sparring. Had they been enemies, Maker would indeed be very intimidated. Fighter punched Maker successfully twice, before Maker caught her punch and pushed her arm up roughly. Without wasting time she continued with a hard punch. She was expecting Fighter to dodge it easily, because she could have, but noticed a slightly dazed look in her leader's eyes before her fist connected with Fighter's face. Fighter had been wondering why Yaten hadn't been invited along on their day off together. Did Yaten have something else to do? Fighter staggered back, clutching her nose, blood spattered across her face.
"Gomenasai! Are you okay!?" Maker asked, definitely concerned.
"I'm fine! If you were my enemy, you wouldn't give me a break just because I was bleeding!" Fighter said, charging in again.
Maker smiled slightly. That determination was why Star Fighter was the starlight leader. A foot connecting with her stomach halted Maker's thoughts. She was pushed back substantially. She was absolutely amazed at how strong Fighter had gotten. Then again, the only thing Fighter had for recreation anymore was training. They had yet to rebuild recreational areas. The continued on for a while, the stream of blood from Fighter's nose not slowing. Maker noticed Fighter was getting pale, and got worried.
"We should stop. You don't look well." Maker said.
"We can't! This is going to make me stronger!" Fighter yelled, doing a spinning kick that should have knocked Maker over, but was lacking strength so that Maker didn't flinch.
"Fighter.." Maker said, concerned. She wasn't sure what to do. Fighter took a step forward, and collapsed. Maker caught her best friend in her arms while frantically calling for help. Maker cursed herself inwardly for not stopping the fight several minutes ago.
"Fighter! Hang in there!" Maker yelled at her unconscious leader. Maker pinched Fighters nose tightly, holding her upright so she wouldn't choke on blood going down the back of her throat. Maker had never felt so guilty in her life. Before long, Healer was in there, looking very concerned.
"What's going on?!" Healer demanded, instantly at her leader's side.
"We were sparring, Fighter started bleeding and passed out." Maker explained quietly.
"Why didn't you stop!?" Healer asked, tears forming. Maker could tell Healer blamed her for this. She probably was the one to blame.
"She said to keep going!" Maker defended, though she didn't really believe in it.
"That baka." Healer said with a sad laugh.
Maker picked Fighter up in her arms and carried her to the infirmary, where Healer took care of her. Maker decided to stay outside where she wouldn't be in the way. After a few minutes, Healer came out.
"She'll be okay. Her nose isn't broken. She'll be awake any minute now." Healer said with a wink, leaving.
Maker got the distinct impression Healer thought there was something..more between them. Maker stepped in the room and sat next to Fighter.
"Mou, Fighter. I told you to stop." Maker let out a bitter laugh. "I told you so! I'm always right, aren't I?"
Fighter wasn't awake. Maker wasn't sure why she was trying to be funny. Maybe she thought she herself needed to be cheered up. She stroked Fighter's hand gently and peeked out the window. It was still early morning. Not how she planned the day to go, she decided. Fighter groaned and sat up.
"Ugh.. what happened?" She asked.
"Your nose started bleeding. I said we should stop, you persisted to continue, and you collapsed. Are you alright?" Maker asked.
"Feels like I got hit by a truck. Other than that I'm okay, I guess. What a headache.." Fighter moaned.
Maker laughed slightly.
"What's so funny!?" Fighter demanded, obviously exasperated.
"I told you so." Maker said, giggling.
They both burst out laughing. Maker was always right, after all.
"Oi! Help me up! I want out of here!" Fighter demanded, sliding her feet to the floor.
"You should really rest for a while before standing up." Maker stated.
"The disinfectant smell is making me sick!" Fighter whined.
Maker smiled serenely and offered Fighter her arm. Fighter couldn't stand the smell of the infirmary, even when she was little. Maker lead Fighter out of the infirmary taking slow steps.
"So, what did you have originally in mind?" Fighter asked after a few minutes.
"A trip to Earth." Maker said with a smile.
"Really?" Fighter asked, pretty surprised.
"Your favorite food is there." Taiki explained.
They made their way to the field, with a clear view of the stars. They became rays of light and raced towards Earth. As they arrived they un-henshin'd and became male. Automatically they headed to Crown. It was the only place they really ever went, besides a few select high end restaurants. They sat in the usual place, farthest from the door, in hopes that fan girls wouldn't see them.
"Arrigatou, Taiki-kun." Seiya said.
"For what?" Taiki looked confused.
"For getting me out of there." Seiya said. Taiki said nothing but smiled.
Halfway through the meal, Taiki's phone rang.
"I'll just step outside for a moment." He said, standing up. Seiya nodded and stared at his soda, twirling it with his straw.
Taiki stepped outside and answered. It was there manager. Probably one of the last people Taiki wanted to talk to. He listened boredly, never noticing footsteps behind him. He felt something connect with his head as he fell to the ground. The person searched his pockets as Taiki felt his eyes blurring.
"Damn.." he muttered.
Seiya wondered what was taking so long. Taiki had been outside for five minutes. Taiki never stayed on the phone long when he was out someplace. Someone ran past the window. Seiya felt something sink in his stomach. Something was definitely wrong. He walked outside hurriedly throwing money on the table. Immediately he spotted the brownish red ponytail of Taiki.
"TAIKI!" Seiya yelled, running to his comrade who lay on the ground.
"Seiya?" Taiki asked, obviously confused.
"I'm here, it'll be okay." Seiya assured checking for injury. Seiya found nothing but a bit of blood on Taiki's head. Probably got a good bop, he surmised.
"Seiya..I.." Taiki said.
"What on Kinmoku happened?" Seiya asked, his concern growing. He didn't like the way Taiki's eyes seemed unable to focus.
"I..don't know"
"Taiki.." Seiya said worriedly as his best friend slipped from consciousness.
He scooped his comrade into his arms and looked for a safe place to henshin. Taiki felt lighter than Seiya had anticipated. Seiya found himself in the park and henshin'd as quickly as possible.
Fighter needed to get Taiki to Kinmoku where Kakyuu and Healer could take care of him. In the distance she saw Ami and Rei running after her, concerned. Fighter sighed. She didn't want to deal with their antics, not now.
"Matte!" Ami called.
"Stay away!" Fighter yelled, becoming a ray of light.
A second later she was outside Kinmoku palace. She walked to Taiki's room and placed him on his bed and made sure he was comfortable. She then undid her henshin. She didn't feel like being Star Fighter, the leader right now. She felt like being Seiya Kou, the cocky arrogant singer. Kakyuu, who had seen her run by, entered and had a worried look on her face.
"You'll be okay, Taiki, I promise." Seiya assured, pulling a chair next to the bed. Kakyuu took Taiki's hand in hers and used her warm power to help Taiki with the pain he was in. The smell of osmanthus filled the room. Mere minutes later Taiki opened his eyes.
"Seiya...where am I?" Taiki asked confusedly.
"Kinmoku, I brought you back." Seiya said, definitely relieved.
"Oh, I see.." Taiki trailed off.
Seiya laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, we're just having a rough day, aren't we?" Seiya said, stifling laughter. Taiki giggled a little, but didn't seem as amused by it. Healer came in and tossed Seiya an icepack, which he held to Taiki's head.
"Quite a bonk you got there. I'm worried you may have had your brains scrambled." Seiya teased.
"Even if my brains were scrambled, I'd still be smarter than you, shorty!" Taiki teased back.
"OI!" Seiya yelled, then burst out into laughter. Taiki closed the eyes and rested, and companionable silence filled the room. After a good ten minutes or so, Seiya broke the silence.
"I'm really glad you're alright." Seiya said, looking into Taiki's eyes. Taiki did not return the glance.
"Why?" Taiki asked. Seiya nearly fell over.
"Because obviously I care a lot about you!" Seiya said, practically yelling. Taiki said nothing.
Seiya punched his arm lightly saying "Mou, Taiki what's gotten into you?"
"Ow." Taiki said wincing.
"Oh come on, that so did not hurt!" Seiya protested.
"Everything hurts." Taiki said coldly.
"Would a kiss make it better?" Seiya asked.
Taiki said nothing, and did not move. Seiya heard Kakyuu giggle and leave the room. Seiya looked back at his friend, whose violet eyes were cast out the window. Seiya's feelings overcame him, and he leaned forward and kissed Taiki, no, Sailor Star Maker, gently. He felt shocked at how right it felt, and definitely didn't want to stop. Taiki pushed him away.
Seiya said nothing, but watched Taiki's expression. Taiki appeared utterly shocked. Seiya contemplated leaving, no running but held his ground. He didn't want to leave Taiki's side. After several moments, Taiki spoke.
"Why?" Was all he said. The tone was bitingly harsh and cold, and felt like it stabbed at Seiya's chest.
"Because I love you.." Seiya said quietly, wishing he hadn't been so foolish.
That was always his problem, pouring his emotions out before thinking them through at all. Another moment of silence, Taiki's eyes looked calculating, deciding possible outcomes.
"Please leave." Taiki said. Again, his voice was icy cold. Cold enough to make Seiya shiver.
"As you wish." Seiya said, leaving the room, closing the door behind him. He walked down the hall, feeling like he was in a dream. This can't be happening, he told himself, it just can't be happening.
He walked into his room and collapsed on his bed, reverting to female form. I'm stupid, she decided. Yes, definitely stupid. I didn't even consider Taiki's feelings. Not one bit. She's probably the most duty bound out of the three of us. That's all that is ever on her mind, her duty. She'll hate me for trying to distract her. Seiya stood up.
I hate myself she decided. She let out a scream and flipped her bed over, unable to control her fury and self-loathing. Why can't I ever remain in control of my feelings? She stared her disheveled reflection in the mirror.
"I HATE YOU!" She screamed at her reflection, smashing the mirror to bits.
Blood streamed down her hand, and she hardly even noticed. She collapsed to the ground, not caring if the broken glass cut her up. She sat there sobbing, unsure of what to do. For someone who was supposed to be decisive, a natural born leader, she sure was having a weak moment. A knock sounded on her door. She smelled osmanthus and knew who it was. Great, she thought, just great. My princess will see me for the weak fool I truly am.
"Fighter, is everything alright in there? I heard you yelling and something break.." Kakyuu said concerned.
"I'm fine. Please leave me alone." Seiya said.
"Fighter, open the door this instant!" Kakyuu demanded. Seiya sighed, there was no arguing with her princess.
"The door's unlocked." She said, defeated.
The door opened slowly and she heard Kakyuu gasp at the destruction.
"What happened in here, Fighter?" Kakyuu asked quietly.
"Oh you know me, I let my rage get the better of me.." Seiya said nonchalantly.
"Fighter, why are you not transformed?" Kakyuu asked.
Seiya shrugged "I guess I forgot to." was her dishonest answer. She really didn't feel like the strong Star Fighter, not at this moment.
"Please transform. You know the rules of the castle, Fighter."
Seiya sighed and stood up, changestar in hand.
"Fighter Star Power, Make-up!" When the sequence was over, Kakyuu spoke.
"That's much better, now please, tell me what's going on?"
"I confessed to Taiki my feelings. I wasn't expecting them to be reciprocated, but he told me to leave. Coldly. I fear he's going to avoid me now." Fighter said, truthfully. She could never get away with lying to her princess. Her princess would definitely know.
"I...was aware of your feelings, Fighter. Please be aware, however that Maker most likely hadn't a clue. It's most likely very shocking." Kakyuu said.
"I understand that. It's not her I'm angry with, it's myself. I am usually so composed around her, I don't just dump my feelings like I usually do. I don't know what's with me today.." Fighter trailed off. Kakyuu placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"I think you were so overcome with relief when you realized Maker was fine, that all your emotions surfaced at once. Do not worry about it. Maker is much more understanding than you give her credit for, my dear Fighter. Come now to my chambers and have tea with me while servants clean this mess up." Kakyuu decided.
"I'd really rather be left alone." Fighter said.
"In your condition, I honestly do not believe that is wise." Kakyuu said, eyes full of concern.
"In my..condition?" Fighter asked, bewildered.
"You are obviously upset. Now, let's go." Kakyuu said firmly.
"I don't want to." Fighter said sadly. There was nothing she desired more than to loathe herself in peace.
"Are you disobeying me?" Kakyuu asked, more forcefully than usual.
Fighter got on one knee in front of Kakyuu, assuming the standard guard pose, holding Kakyuu's hand.
"Friends do not obey orders, servants do. As your senshi, I cannot disobey your wishes." Fighter said, surprised at how much she sounded like Maker at the moment.
Slap
Fighter fell backwards from the force. Kakyuu had never struck her like that before. Sharp tingling worked it's way up and down Fighter's back as broken glass formed new wounds. Fighter's deep blue eyes gazed up and met her princess'. Worry and tears filled her eyes that were usually warm and gentle.
"What is wrong with you?" her voice was a whisper. "You never used to be so formal."
"You never used to be so bossy." Fighter retorted. Tears slipped down Kayuu's face. The princess wiped them absently.
"You're right..I have been..but..it's because I don't want to lose you three again..." Kakyuu mumbled.
"Princess, what do you mean?" Fighter asked. Kakyuu really hadn't talked to any of them since they returned to Kinmoku. Well, not about personal things, at least.
"I don't want you guys to leave me again..I missed you all so much..." Kakyuu confessed.
"I'm here now." Fighter said, standing up. She held the princess in her arms, greatly regretting her demeanor. Kakyuu returned the hug, and felt Fighter's hot blood staining her fingers.
"Don't leave me." Kakyuu whispered.
"If that is your wish, then I will fulfill it." Fighter promised. "As your friend." she added. Kakyuu smiled and nodded.
"Still wish me to have tea with you?" Fighter asked, desperate to make her princess happy.
"First, go clean yourself up, alright?" Kakyuu said gently.
Fighter nodded and walked out. Halfway down the hall, she heard Kakyuu calling to servants to pick the mess up. Fighter made her way to the supply room and grabbed a medical kit. She kept walking until she made her way to the outside patio. It was still light out, and she could see better out here. She took her time picking glass chips out of her knuckles and wrapping her hand up.
Meanwhile, Taiki was feeling better. His mind would not stop racing however, so he decided to find a book to read, a perfect distraction. Fighter, loves me? Since..when? Standing up, he decided it best to henshin.
"Maker Star Power, Make up!"
Maker made her way to the library. Her head still hurt fairly bad, but she was feeling considerably better. She searched the shelves for a suitable book. She saw one with Earthen lettering on it.
"Inu Yasha?" she said in amazement, but took it and sat down, anyways. How very interesting. Perhaps Kakyuu had ordered some Earthen books to be brought back?
Fighter groaned in frustration when she couldn't reach her back well enough to get the bits of glass out. She picked up the kit and walked down the hall in search of Healer. Upon spotting a servant, she asked where Healer was, only to be directed to the library. Fighter sighed, hoping Maker was still in her room, for if she was up, she was most definitely in the library.
Fighter pushed open the library doors dramatically and noisily.
"OI! HEALER! YOU IN HERE!?" She yelled, receiving many annoyed glances from the patrons.
Had it been anyone else besides a Starlight or Kakyuu, she would've been pummeled. Maker looked up, eyebrow twitching at the annoyingly loud starlight leader, who seemingly didn't notice her. Good. Maker made her way to a dark corner and watched, curious as to why Fighter was demanding Healer. Healer was usually the last person Fighter wanted to see, they bickered too much. Healer let out a sigh and walked out from behind a bookcase.
"Now what?" Healer said boredom tinging her voice, looking at Fighter. She let out a gasp.
"Don't sit there staring at me, help!" Fighter demanded, definitely sounding like the leader role she had assumed. Healer sighed and took something from Fighter and they sat down at a table. Maker strained to see what was happening, but was too far away.
What on Earth could Fighter need Healer's help for?
"How on Kinmokusei did you do this, anyways?" Healer demanded.
"I don't want to talk about it." Fighter said. Maker was surprised at how defeated her voice sounded. Definitely not the arrogant, cocky leader that she and Healer loved.
"ITAI! HEALER CAN'T YOU BE MORE CAREFUL!?" Fighter screamed.
Maker winced at how piercing her voice could be. Definitely not helping her headache. Why was Fighter in pain? Did something happen? Or was Healer just being cruel? Maker covered her face with the book she had been reading, not wishing to be recognized.
Healer slapped Fighter's back to signal she was done. Fighter let out a cry of pain, before snatching the box from Healer. Maker slipped her glasses on to get a better view, and saw the red medical sign. Well, that makes sense, she decided. But how did Fighter get hurt?
Curiosity over came her, and she stood up and walked behind Fighter, maintaining a distance. Fighter's eyes were cast down and Maker sighed, knowing collision would ensue. No longer had she thought that, then Fighter let out a surprised yelp. A servant had collided with the leader, sending Fighter on her back. Fighter said a quick sorry and pulled herself to her feet. That was when Maker noticed her back was all bandaged up. Owch, Maker thought.
Fighter dusted herself off and began to take a step forward when Maker called her name.
"Fighter!" Maker called. Fighter whirled around in surprise, smacking her face on the doorway. She clutched her nose and stared at Maker dumbly.
"What?" her voice was muffled from her hands on her face.
"What happened to you.." Maker said.
Her voice was no longer cold and icy like it had been earlier. The gentle tone of her voice made Fighter's heart slow to an almost stop. Maker closed the distance between them. Her violet gaze pierced into Fighter's mind, searching for the answer.
"I just got upset, that's all. You know how I can be sometimes." Fighter said, scratching her head. Maker would've laughed at what a spitting image she was of Usagi, had the situation not been so serious.
"Tell me, please." Maker pleaded. Fighter bit her lip, unsure. She desperately wanted to tell Maker, but knew if she did she would fall apart crying. She was the leader, she couldn't afford to let anyone see her so weak. She remained silent, averting her eyes.
"Fine, I see you don't want to talk to me." Maker said. There was that icy tone again. Maker had lowered her shield for a moment, and Fighter missed it.
"I just can't. I'm sorry." Fighter said, walking quickly away from Maker. She held her eyes tightly closed so tears wouldn't fall. Not yet, not just yet she decided. She turned a corner and collapsed to the ground sobbing.
"Why.. why can't I be in control of my feelings? Why can't I say how I feel without revealing everything? Why am I so weak?" She asked herself. Each word she said made her cry harder.
Maker stared off in the direction Fighter walked away in. She had wanted to stop her, but hadn't found the words quickly enough. Too calculating, she realized. She vaguely wished to be more like Fighter, able to say everything she wanted easily, without worrying about consequence. Maker always delayed too much, too afraid of what to do or say. Fighter acted on impulse and feeling. She could decide quickly, in the heat of battle. But why couldn't Fighter come up with words just now? It was so unlike her. Maker absently walked in the direction Fighter left in, definitely worried. Something was up, and she intended to find out.
After several minutes Fighter stood up, having regained herself. She wiped her tears away and began running back around the corner. She had to meet with Kayuu, after all and had certainly taken her time.
Crash
Fighter turned the corner just as Maker was walking by, and they crashed. Fighter landed on top of Maker, absolutely stunned. Later, Fighter would laugh at how it was exactly the same as when Chibi Chibi opened the door and she landed on Usagi. Those were the good days...
"Hi Seiya." was all Maker could say. Had they not been so shocked, they both would have died in laughter, and probably would when bringing it up later.
"H..h..hi Taiki-kun." Fighter managed to sputter. Fighter stood up slowly, wincing as the movement pulled on the gashes on her back. Maker stood up as well.
"Fighter...I..." Maker started. Her voice wasn't icy. Fighter looked her comrade in the eyes, expectantly. Silence.
"You what?" Fighter urged her.
Makers eyes were cast downward. She did not speak.
"Taiki..." Fighter said gently.
"Why do you call me that? I'm Star Maker." Maker said harshly, remembering that they were no longer searching for their princess on Earth. They were Star Maker, Star Fighter, and Star Healer. There was no use in Earthen names.
"It's the name you have chosen for yourself, not that was pushed on you." Fighter said with a gentle smile.
Maker looked troubled for a minute before running off. Fighter sighed and ran after her, much slower as she couldn't move her back very much. She finally caught up to her in the garden. Fighter felt very weak and faint. She called on her senshi power to keep her going, just for a few more minutes.. she told herself. It was beginning to rain..just like that day..
-Flashback-
"Am I not good enough?" Seiya asked. He felt his heart breaking. He knew she couldn't answer, but had asked anyways.
"Am I not good enough?" He asked once again.
Please, say something! He would never admit it to anyone, but he wanted to be good enough to make at least one person happy. He wanted to be able to love somebody, and let it be known. He knew that the cold starlight with lavender eyes would never reciprocate, so he had yearned for someone the complete opposite. Someone childish and silly, who loved everything and everyone. Someone that would make him forget. He had been temporarily distracted, but on returning to Kinmoku, everything returned.
-End Flashback-
"Maker...what.." Fighter said before collapsing, hair swishing behind her. Maker stepped forward and caught her leader in her arms before she could hit the ground.
"FIGHTER!" Maker yelled, shaking the starlight in her arms. After a few moments, Fighter's eyes fluttered open. Fighter refused to give up yet.
"Fighter...are you okay?" Maker asked.
"Yeah...I'm fine.." Fighter said through a forced smile, eyes betraying the pain she was in. Maker let go of Fighter, letting her drop to the ground. Fighter stood up slowly, her breathing ragged.
"What were you going to tell me?" Fighter asked.
"Fight me." Maker said coldly.
"I don't want to fight, I want to talk." Fighter said. Her head was reeling from blood loss. If I fight Maker, she realized, I'll probably lose.
"Fight me!" Maker demanded, taking her stance. Fighter sighed, she was serious. Fighter mimicked the stance, and Maker charged, punching Fighter hard. Fighter barely flinched.
"What is it...that you guard from me?" Fighter asked.
Maker screamed and did a sweeping kick. Fighter jumped back effortlessly and withdrew her Star Yell. She held it over her head. It lit up and pulsed, but she didn't call the attack. She hoped Maker would give in, but she didn't. Maker rushed at her, and Fighter let the Star Yell slip through her fingers.
Maker plowed into her, slamming her onto her back roughly. Fighter winced in pain. She was in so much pain she could hardly keep her breath even. Fighter knew the bandages Healer had taken care in wrapping were coming undone. Maker sat on her, pinning her down and punching her in the face repeatedly, screaming. Fighter closed her eyes, waiting for it to be over. Soon, Maker's hits became weak and useless.
"Don't you get it? I can't love!" Maker said, still crying.
"Why!?" Fighter demanded. Her voice was piercing and strong, it was her fighting voice. Usually it was cocky and arrogant, or gentle and caring, but right now she was serious.
"Because..love makes us weak! Our love is what got Kakyuu killed." Maker said. Fighter kicked Maker off of her and pinned her down in one fluid motion.
"Get off!" Maker screamed, struggling. Fighter pinned her down securely, using her superior strength to her advantage.
"You, really don't get it do you?" Fighter said, her voice was kind and gentle this time. Maker's violet eyes stared up in shock.
"Kakyuu chose to die. That was what she wanted. It had nothing to do with love. We failed to protect Kinmoku because we didn't love it enough. We didn't have the drive."
"You're wrong!" Maker yelled.
"I AM NOT!" Fighter retorted, pushing her foot down crushingly on Maker, so she would stop interrupting.
"SAILOR MOON WAS THE ONE WHO ULTIMATELY DEFEATED GALAXIA. DO YOU KNOW WHY?!" Fighter screamed, her voice going hoarse. "Because she loved." her voice was a whisper now.
"I'm not allowed to love...my duty is to the princess. Nothing may interfere with that." Maker sobbed.
"Her love..it's what gave her strength. She loved her planet, and all the people on it with all her heart. She wanted to protect it, not because it was her mission, but because she loved it. Have you learned nothing?" Fighter asked. Stressing the last word. Her words cut deep into Maker, who was always absorbed in learning from their mistakes.
"We went to Earth for a purpose, Maker. It was to learn to love. I'm ashamed to have a starlight who can't grasp that simple reality. Love is the strongest feeling in the universe. It allows you to call up all your power..to protect those that you love.." With that, Fighter let her comrade go.
Maker stood up and wandered off, curling up in the fetal position on a bench. Fighter sighed and walked after her, the day's exertions taking it's toll. Fighter felt like she would collapse, she wanted to, but she couldn't. Not just yet. She sat next to Maker, her beloved Star Maker and best friend, pulling her into her arms.
"Why are you so afraid to love?" Fighter asked gently, stroking Maker's cheek.
"I don't want you to go." Maker choked out, sobbing uncontrollably.
"What makes you think I will?"
"Whenever you love something, it disappears..."
"You can't get rid of me so easily. I'm your leader and companion, we're stuck together, remember?" Fighter asked, trying to cheer up Maker.
"Unless you die.." Maker mumbled.
"What makes you think that will even change anything?" Fighter asked. "We will be eternally reborn, remember?"
"What if we're not reborn on the same planet?"
"We're guardians of Kinmoku, I doubt we'd be reborn anywhere else. But even so, we'd find our way to each other..it's inevitable. There's nothing for you to be afraid of." Fighter assured, confidence in her voice.
"I...I need time.." Maker said quietly.
Fighter nodded and released the Starlight. She walked inside the palace, her heels tip tapping on the hard stone. Time, the one thing that they did have. Out of the three starlights, Fighter was the only one to receive all of her old memories. In them, she remembered her love for Star Maker. She had a feeling Maker loved her back, in her own way, but felt a need to hide it. Fighter suspected Maker thought it was traitorous and shameful to love, to have your thoughts on anything other than your mission.
Why is it so shameful to love? I cannot understand..Fighter wondered. She sighed. She really didn't feel the loneliness type of love she had felt for Usagi. Usagi...when did she stop calling her Odango? Her love with Maker was not lonely in the slightest. Perhaps, that meant that the feelings were there, but Maker refused to speak them. Fighter laughed a little to herself. Maker really was ridiculously shy. Fighter knocked loudly on the door to Kakyuu's chambers, smiling genuinely when she was greeted by the princess, and stepped in.
Love doesn't have to be stated and in the open to exist, she decided. It was, after all, a feeling. The most powerful feeling in the universe.