All rights reserved.
No part of this work may be reproduced or copied in any form by all means. Sailor Moon
is a product of Bandai, Toei, and Naoko Takeuchi.
All the other characters and this story are property of me Ladydragonguardian.
You can take this fic and put it on your page,
but please mail me and just tell me you did it.
Just as long as I get the credit for my story and this story stays in tact.
All other standard fanfic disclaimers apply. So don't bring your Lawyers!
--------------------
"Don't
hit me!"
"I'll be updating my other works later, school
and the Marshall University Marching Band has me slightly bogged
down!"?
"But never fear, our break is almost
here!"
"I've had this one in my head for awhile and had
nothing to put it too, but after hearing 'Mad World' on the Gears of
War commercial...I just had to"
"I don't own the song
"Mad World" Gary Jules does! So nope can't sue me for that
one either!"
"Enjoy! Please
review!"
-------------------
Kino Makoto stared at the
clock on her cellular phone. The time on the device read
midnight.
"It's official" She muttered outloud. She had
now been an orphan for half of her life.
The young eighteen year
old Senshi of Jupiter sat on a bridge, her legs dangling over the
edge. She stared into the dark waters below. Lightning flashed over
head illuminating her figure. The rain slowly dripped down her face
as her hair started to plaster against her skin. She cursed as a few
strands covered her eyes. Minako had convinced her layers were the
way to go with her hair, yes they were lovely but there were a few
strands to short to pull back. Makoto had been through much in her
short years of life. She was tired of it. Tired of being a Senshi,
tired of protecting, and overall just plain tired.
All around me
are familiar faces,
Worn out places,
Worn out faces,
Bright
and early for the daily races,
Going nowhere,
Going nowhere,
Their tears are filling up their glasses,
No expression,
No
expression,
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow,
No
tomorrow,
No tomorrow,
There was no doubt in her mind
that she loved each and every one of them, but it wasn't the same.
Growing up without one parent can be difficult, growing up without
parents even tougher, and raising yourself is beyond what most people
can fathom. She dealt with it though, and turned to the martial
arts. Tomorrow, well today now was the International Martial Arts
tournament in Tokyo. She was attending, and fighting. With all the
preperations she had endured she had almost forgotten today. Well at
least she let the others think that. The past few days had been hell,
the nightmares had returned. The fire, the pain, the screaming, the
voices, the darkness. For some reason she had 'died' in the past few
dreams, odd that she seemed so at ease with the thought.
And I find it
kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I'm
dying are the best I've ever had,
I find it hard to tell you,
I
find it hard to take,
When people run in circles it's a very
very,
Mad world,
Mad world
Haruka was
concerned. She saw it. The pain, anguish and hatred. She sat and
endured a practice session with Makoto a day prior.
-Flashback-
"Wow
Makoto..." Haruka huffed from the ground
"Sorry"
Mako managed. Helping the slightly taller Senshi up.
"How
about I watch for awhile? I won't be able to walk for a week as it
is" Haruka smiled
"Alright"
Haruka intently
watched the Senshi of Thunder. Michiru walked up beside her.
"You
can read it in her movements, why all the hatred and anguish I
wonder" She spoke softly to the smaller woman.
"I'm not
sure love. Maybe nerves?"
"No..no. It's much more than
that. She's taking out her frustrations...hardcore"
Haruka
tensed as Makoto was dropped to the floor by one of the older
members. She let out a slight growl and lunged at the man, who was
much larger than her. Haruka gasped letting go of Michiru, jumping
over the bench in front of her, she reached down and grabbed Makoto
who was tearing into the man, Mako kicked her off and leapt up. She
let out a slight gasp and ran for the door. Michiru ran over to
her.
"Are you alright love?" Michiru asked concern
dripping from her voice
"Uh...yeah...just a little
breathless...at the moment"It wasn't her business,
she knew that. But her friend was hurting and was no where to be
found. Just then she drove by a bridge and saw a small figure leaning
over the edge. She thought nothing of it, until a brilliant flash
illuminated the sky.
"Found you" Haruka smirked
Makoto
continued to watch the water. She remembered the water. She thought
about the concept, she was only nine, she remembered looking up out
of the water and seeing it 'on fire.' That was the last memory of
that night. Sometimes she could still hear her Mother screaming, she
could hear it now. A small tear slid down her face. She wanted this
to end. She was tired of dragging herself through life. She slid up
to the edge of the bridge, she should have died in the water all
those years ago, maybe it was time now.
"Don't you dare!"
She heard a voice. Makoto turned around.
"What are you
doing?" The older woman asked
"Thinking...just
thinking. Leave me alone!" Mako shot back, startling
Haruka.
"Come back with me, you've got a big day in the
morning."
"Leave me"
"I won't. I'll drag
you if I must"
Makoto huffed. Maybe this could wait. Maybe
she'd change her mind. Maybe she'd have another pleasant dream where
she didn't exist to plague the world. Maybe this was a mad world
after all.
And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind
of sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had,
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When
people run in circles it's a very very,
Mad world,
Mad world,
Enlarging your world,
Mad world...
---------------------------
Hope you enjoyed it. This will
be the first chapter of a three part songfic! Thanks for reading!
Please review!
-Lady-D