Disclaimer: I have no connection towards having or owning Sailor Moon or
any of the characters. Any coincidence towards other fan fiction or
characters is definitely not purposely placed. And etc.
From the Author: Hope you enjoy.it took me forever to actually get myself to work on this so don't be expecting the first chapter for another week or two. I'll get it up as soon as I can.
The Prologue
I awoke to the annoyance that was the alarm clock next to my bed, which I threw across the room shutting it up quickly. Of course, I also gained a loud thump on the exact same wall for waking the person in the next room. Sitting up in bed the quilt I had curled up in slipped down to my waist. I had turned up the AC last night which had me nearly freezing, but it bothered me little. The bedroom of my apartment was the coldest room and everyone who came in here always complained saying how weird I was for having it this cold. I did not let it bother me though. I love the cold; so much more than the heat around here.
I went to turn on the lamp, when I had remembered I had left it one when I fell asleep last night. As a result it had burnt out some point during the evening, leaving me with a broken lamp to start my day off with. I left the bed walking over to body length mirror. I stood about 5'6" with knee length coco brown hair that now looked ruffled as well as in a tangled mess. I really did not have much muscle and was most just skin and bones as some would refer to me. My stormy blue-green eyes stared back at me as I moved down. I had a small yet curved nose meeting dull rosy red thin lips that most men found appealing which made little sense to me. I thought men loved big thick lips; I just shrugged it off. I had an average chest size; not to big or round as well as not small. I guess medium would be the correct term. My stomach was flat toned curving down to small hips and then to long legs. That were somewhat built from the running I did or a lot of walking. My pajamas consisted of a lavender tank top with the number 85 embedded on it that ended about mid stomach with Hawaiian style pajama pants that were extra long. The way I like them best. I looked from the mirror to the bed. The bed was a queen size with a solar system bedspread design upon it. The wall was painted in a dark blue hue tone with one painting hanging above the bed that I had bought awhile ago. The painting was of an ocean landscape showing a pod of Orcas swimming along on the bottom of the ocean along smooth rocks. Which some referred to as rubbing rocks. To the left of the bed was the open closest almost barren except the outfit I had picked to wear today. All my other clothing were packed. I walked over towards it taking out the dark purple tank top with black shorts that were clipped to the hanger. Going over to the end of my bed I laid the clothes down next to my ankle socks that I had set there the previous night. I quickly undressed from my pajamas changing into the clothes laid upon the bed. Putting on my socks I put on my Sketcher women's energy two shoes. Leaving my bedroom I walked down the short hallway turning left into the living area. Which consist of a small entertainment stand holding a RCV VCR and a 32' Sony television. A lazy- boy maroon recliner and a daytime sofa. Sitting in the recliner was my rocky canyon outdoor backpack filled with two thick books plus four spiral notebook. Placing the backpack over my shoulder I picked up my keys to the apartment on the entertainment center than went out the front door making sure to lock it behind me. Of course that was bright and early this morning; now I sit in my English IV class working on my essay which will be my final exam for this class. I am not really trying my best at this since my thoughts seem to be somewhere else, but I am putting some thought or effect into it as some would say. After writing down the conclusion I hand the essay in and walk straight out the door. Finally feeling the stress let up knowing I am through with college for this semester. What a relief! I walked slowly down the busy streets of Dayton Avenue. The sun was blazing down upon my shoulders adding to the dark tan I had received from living in the Sunny State for so long. I lifted the back of my hair off my shoulders and allowed the cool breeze to sooth the ache of my neck from just finishing my last exam. Tomorrow I leave for Tokyo Japan, where I am transferring to Juuban College. I am heading back to my dorm to finish up what little packing I have left to do. The rest of this week is going to be a long emotional one; I can already imagine it. Returning to the city I was born in. Unwanted memories and no one there except one possible remaining friend and possible family member. The childhood friend who I hoped still lived there. "Moto-kun." The breeze was feeling warmer, but still felt cool enough to relax me. A nice cool bath sounded good right now; since there was not a bathtub I would have to do with a cool shower. Either way it would make me feel refreshed. After finally entering my apartment I threw the backpack on the floor by the door. I looked up noticing that everything in the living room was gone. "Good. They must have finally came and got them. Took them long enough to get the stuff after they had bought it two weeks ago. I turned going to my left into the small tidy kitchen. That consisted of a Whirlpool refrigerator five upper wall furnished cabinets and eight lower floor cabinets which were now bare. In the far corner was the sink to wash dishes or my hands if I was in a hurry. I checked everything out then left going straight into the bathroom. Which consisted of a small marble floor connecting to a door bottom cabinet with sink, a toilet of course, and a single stall shower. The floor was tile in a stale-gray color with the wall a darkish brown. The shower stall was a creamy tan color; in a way did not look good with the floor but it was not so bad once you get used to it. Taking the clothes I had on off I placed them neatly on the toilet lid and turned on the shower to a cool temp. After reluctantly leaving the shower and drying my hair I put my clothes back on then returned to my bedroom feeling the rush of cool air hit me. Going to my bed I pulled out the black leather duffel bag that was weighted down with clothes and some necessities. All my other items I had either given away or sold figuring I could buy what I needed in Tokyo. Opening the duffel bag I placed the hair dryer within it than began rummaging through the duffel bag once more. I made sure I had everything that I would need; after finishing that I zipped it back up returning the bag to beneath the bed. Looking to my bed side table there was a small picture frame. Within it were two young children. One looking to be around the age of 9 and the other about 5. Picking the picture up I ran a finger over the young boys face. "Mamoru..."
After staring at the picture absently I placed it back on the night stand turning away from it I walked out of the room into the kitchen. .****
****I awoke to the sound of noise similar to that of someone slamming on the door. I pushed my head up looking to my clock finding it not in its usual spot. Oh yeah, I threw it yesterday against the wall, but where is that noise coming from? Than I realized it was someone knocking on my door rather loudly. I looked at my Chrono silver-metallic sports watch quickly jumping out of bed. Running towards the door revealing a rather ragged looking elderly man. He appeared a little to stout with baggy blue jeans and a worn looking navy blue sweater. His ruffled white hair barely able to see under his cowboy style hat. "You called for a taxi, Ma'am?" He asked casually his voice sounding like grinders from a car-eater.
I had totally forgotten to set my alarm last night which had me sleep in longer than I had wanted. "Yes, sir. I'll be right out. Give me five minutes please." "Alright, Ma'am. I'll be just outside." He stated tipping his cowboy style hat to me and turned away. I shut the door walking back towards my room changing out of my previous night clothes into the same clothes I had worn yesterday. "This is not turning out to be my day." I pulled off the quilt folding neatly into a square shape as well as the sheets. I quickly looked around checking everything than grabbed the picture from the night stand as well as my duffel bag from beneath my bed and left the room being sure to turn off all ACs and any electric along the way. I left the apartment leaving the door unlocked; walking down to the main office turning in my keys and said my farewells. I found the man waiting in front of his typical yellow taxi as he held out his hand taking my duffel bag as he placed it within the open trunk. He opened the back door for me as I went sat down then he returned to the front to the drivers side. He shifted to drive as he started off towards the Kennedy National Airport.
The scenery was nothing to me as we left the college campus. Palm trees lined along the sidewalks before houses or industry buildings. Victorian style houses were the most popular in this city as were the old southern type of living. Many people here preferred to build those types of living areas instead of the new model ones that only appeared about ever eight houses down. We soon entered the airport gates as he pulled along the side to the front doors. He stepped out being sure to get my duffel bag just as I stepped out taking it from him. I paid him giving him an extra tip for waiting so long on me. Than I entered the airport quickly taking out my plane ticket reading it. "Terminal D, Flight 189." It will be just down this way a little. I still had ten minutes so I was doing good on time seeing how is was only 9:20 a.m. which would have me arriving in Tokyo about 6:30 in the evening there with all the time zones I would pass. I soon arrived at the terminal seeing the others beginning to board. Handing the ticket to the attendant I then walked along the terminal walkway; into the plane soon finding my seat in the middle isle by the window. Which I preferred so I could look out to see all the different landscapes as well as the vast amount of ocean we would be flying over. I enjoyed seeing the different sceneries. Added to the fun as well as keep my mind off of what was to come. "Facing unwanted pasts."
From the Author: Hope you enjoy.it took me forever to actually get myself to work on this so don't be expecting the first chapter for another week or two. I'll get it up as soon as I can.
The Prologue
I awoke to the annoyance that was the alarm clock next to my bed, which I threw across the room shutting it up quickly. Of course, I also gained a loud thump on the exact same wall for waking the person in the next room. Sitting up in bed the quilt I had curled up in slipped down to my waist. I had turned up the AC last night which had me nearly freezing, but it bothered me little. The bedroom of my apartment was the coldest room and everyone who came in here always complained saying how weird I was for having it this cold. I did not let it bother me though. I love the cold; so much more than the heat around here.
I went to turn on the lamp, when I had remembered I had left it one when I fell asleep last night. As a result it had burnt out some point during the evening, leaving me with a broken lamp to start my day off with. I left the bed walking over to body length mirror. I stood about 5'6" with knee length coco brown hair that now looked ruffled as well as in a tangled mess. I really did not have much muscle and was most just skin and bones as some would refer to me. My stormy blue-green eyes stared back at me as I moved down. I had a small yet curved nose meeting dull rosy red thin lips that most men found appealing which made little sense to me. I thought men loved big thick lips; I just shrugged it off. I had an average chest size; not to big or round as well as not small. I guess medium would be the correct term. My stomach was flat toned curving down to small hips and then to long legs. That were somewhat built from the running I did or a lot of walking. My pajamas consisted of a lavender tank top with the number 85 embedded on it that ended about mid stomach with Hawaiian style pajama pants that were extra long. The way I like them best. I looked from the mirror to the bed. The bed was a queen size with a solar system bedspread design upon it. The wall was painted in a dark blue hue tone with one painting hanging above the bed that I had bought awhile ago. The painting was of an ocean landscape showing a pod of Orcas swimming along on the bottom of the ocean along smooth rocks. Which some referred to as rubbing rocks. To the left of the bed was the open closest almost barren except the outfit I had picked to wear today. All my other clothing were packed. I walked over towards it taking out the dark purple tank top with black shorts that were clipped to the hanger. Going over to the end of my bed I laid the clothes down next to my ankle socks that I had set there the previous night. I quickly undressed from my pajamas changing into the clothes laid upon the bed. Putting on my socks I put on my Sketcher women's energy two shoes. Leaving my bedroom I walked down the short hallway turning left into the living area. Which consist of a small entertainment stand holding a RCV VCR and a 32' Sony television. A lazy- boy maroon recliner and a daytime sofa. Sitting in the recliner was my rocky canyon outdoor backpack filled with two thick books plus four spiral notebook. Placing the backpack over my shoulder I picked up my keys to the apartment on the entertainment center than went out the front door making sure to lock it behind me. Of course that was bright and early this morning; now I sit in my English IV class working on my essay which will be my final exam for this class. I am not really trying my best at this since my thoughts seem to be somewhere else, but I am putting some thought or effect into it as some would say. After writing down the conclusion I hand the essay in and walk straight out the door. Finally feeling the stress let up knowing I am through with college for this semester. What a relief! I walked slowly down the busy streets of Dayton Avenue. The sun was blazing down upon my shoulders adding to the dark tan I had received from living in the Sunny State for so long. I lifted the back of my hair off my shoulders and allowed the cool breeze to sooth the ache of my neck from just finishing my last exam. Tomorrow I leave for Tokyo Japan, where I am transferring to Juuban College. I am heading back to my dorm to finish up what little packing I have left to do. The rest of this week is going to be a long emotional one; I can already imagine it. Returning to the city I was born in. Unwanted memories and no one there except one possible remaining friend and possible family member. The childhood friend who I hoped still lived there. "Moto-kun." The breeze was feeling warmer, but still felt cool enough to relax me. A nice cool bath sounded good right now; since there was not a bathtub I would have to do with a cool shower. Either way it would make me feel refreshed. After finally entering my apartment I threw the backpack on the floor by the door. I looked up noticing that everything in the living room was gone. "Good. They must have finally came and got them. Took them long enough to get the stuff after they had bought it two weeks ago. I turned going to my left into the small tidy kitchen. That consisted of a Whirlpool refrigerator five upper wall furnished cabinets and eight lower floor cabinets which were now bare. In the far corner was the sink to wash dishes or my hands if I was in a hurry. I checked everything out then left going straight into the bathroom. Which consisted of a small marble floor connecting to a door bottom cabinet with sink, a toilet of course, and a single stall shower. The floor was tile in a stale-gray color with the wall a darkish brown. The shower stall was a creamy tan color; in a way did not look good with the floor but it was not so bad once you get used to it. Taking the clothes I had on off I placed them neatly on the toilet lid and turned on the shower to a cool temp. After reluctantly leaving the shower and drying my hair I put my clothes back on then returned to my bedroom feeling the rush of cool air hit me. Going to my bed I pulled out the black leather duffel bag that was weighted down with clothes and some necessities. All my other items I had either given away or sold figuring I could buy what I needed in Tokyo. Opening the duffel bag I placed the hair dryer within it than began rummaging through the duffel bag once more. I made sure I had everything that I would need; after finishing that I zipped it back up returning the bag to beneath the bed. Looking to my bed side table there was a small picture frame. Within it were two young children. One looking to be around the age of 9 and the other about 5. Picking the picture up I ran a finger over the young boys face. "Mamoru..."
After staring at the picture absently I placed it back on the night stand turning away from it I walked out of the room into the kitchen. .****
****I awoke to the sound of noise similar to that of someone slamming on the door. I pushed my head up looking to my clock finding it not in its usual spot. Oh yeah, I threw it yesterday against the wall, but where is that noise coming from? Than I realized it was someone knocking on my door rather loudly. I looked at my Chrono silver-metallic sports watch quickly jumping out of bed. Running towards the door revealing a rather ragged looking elderly man. He appeared a little to stout with baggy blue jeans and a worn looking navy blue sweater. His ruffled white hair barely able to see under his cowboy style hat. "You called for a taxi, Ma'am?" He asked casually his voice sounding like grinders from a car-eater.
I had totally forgotten to set my alarm last night which had me sleep in longer than I had wanted. "Yes, sir. I'll be right out. Give me five minutes please." "Alright, Ma'am. I'll be just outside." He stated tipping his cowboy style hat to me and turned away. I shut the door walking back towards my room changing out of my previous night clothes into the same clothes I had worn yesterday. "This is not turning out to be my day." I pulled off the quilt folding neatly into a square shape as well as the sheets. I quickly looked around checking everything than grabbed the picture from the night stand as well as my duffel bag from beneath my bed and left the room being sure to turn off all ACs and any electric along the way. I left the apartment leaving the door unlocked; walking down to the main office turning in my keys and said my farewells. I found the man waiting in front of his typical yellow taxi as he held out his hand taking my duffel bag as he placed it within the open trunk. He opened the back door for me as I went sat down then he returned to the front to the drivers side. He shifted to drive as he started off towards the Kennedy National Airport.
The scenery was nothing to me as we left the college campus. Palm trees lined along the sidewalks before houses or industry buildings. Victorian style houses were the most popular in this city as were the old southern type of living. Many people here preferred to build those types of living areas instead of the new model ones that only appeared about ever eight houses down. We soon entered the airport gates as he pulled along the side to the front doors. He stepped out being sure to get my duffel bag just as I stepped out taking it from him. I paid him giving him an extra tip for waiting so long on me. Than I entered the airport quickly taking out my plane ticket reading it. "Terminal D, Flight 189." It will be just down this way a little. I still had ten minutes so I was doing good on time seeing how is was only 9:20 a.m. which would have me arriving in Tokyo about 6:30 in the evening there with all the time zones I would pass. I soon arrived at the terminal seeing the others beginning to board. Handing the ticket to the attendant I then walked along the terminal walkway; into the plane soon finding my seat in the middle isle by the window. Which I preferred so I could look out to see all the different landscapes as well as the vast amount of ocean we would be flying over. I enjoyed seeing the different sceneries. Added to the fun as well as keep my mind off of what was to come. "Facing unwanted pasts."