Sailor Moon-Revelations
By Eugol Dlareg
A little bit of legal-type stuff: I do not own Sailor Moon, or any of her friends, with the exception of Gilded Rose. Someone living in Japan has that honor. Neither do I own the "American" identities of the characters. I think either DiC and/or Cloverway owns them, or is it that company in Canada who does the English dub? I'm not sure, but I do know who doesn't own them: me. Just as well, as I am not writing this story for any sort of financial gain. The lyrics used are from the song Kyrie which was written by Richard Page, Steven George, and John Lang. Cracker Jacks are property of Frito-Lay's.
Note: this story begins ninety minutes after the end of my previous Sailor Moon story, Enter the Gilded Rose.. If you haven't read that story, I suggest you do.
Another note: I changed the spelling of Raye's name to Rae on purpose, due to the fact that I personally prefer that particular spelling.
Amy Anderson came home from Rae's, and noticed something different. She heard some unfamiliar music coming from the spare room. She noticed that the song was synthesizer-heavy, and she could make out some of the lyrics. The lyrics went:
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel.
Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night.
Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow?
Kyrie Eleison, on a highway in the light.
It was then that she noticed him. He was talking to Amy's mother. "I really appreciate you hosting me, Dr. Anderson," he said. He was dressed differently than when Amy had seen him at Raye's. He was wearing a black tank top, and black denim shorts, and was barefoot. Amy noticed that he had blond hair in a mullet style cut.
"Oh, Amy," Dr. Anderson told her daughter. "This is Jake Slater, the foreign exchange student I told you I was going to host this year."
"Nice to meet you," Amy said, pretending that she hadn't seen him before.
"Same here," Jake said, pretending he had never seen her, either.
"I have to do a late shift tonight," Dr. Anderson said. "I'll be back later tonight."
"Okay," Amy answered.
When Dr. Anderson left, Jake's mood changed slightly. "Okay," he said. "Let's cut the pretending, Sailor Mercury." He emphasised the name of Amy's heroic identity. "I know who you and your friends are, and I am pretty sure that you know that I am Gilded Rose. I also know you keep your identities secret, and as long as you keep mine secret, I'll keep your's secret."
"What about the other Sailor Scouts?" she asked.
"Go ahead and tell them," he said. "Allies need not keep secrets from each other."
The next day, the scouts met at Rae's. "You're not going to believe this," Amy said. "You know that guy who saved us yesterday?"
"Gilded Rose?" Asked Lita. "What about him?"
"Well, remember I asid that my mom was going to host a foreign exchange student? Well, guess who the foreign exchange student happened to be."
"You don't mean. . ?" Serena asked.
"Gilded Rose is living with you?" Mina asked.
"Not only that," Amy said. "But he knows who we are."
"Who's Gilded Rose?" Rini, who had just returned from the future that morning, asked.
"One of our closest allys," answered Artemis. "He came to the assistance of the Sailor Scouts yesterday."
"I think he's cute," Lita said.
On their way home, Serena and Rini stopped by the market and ran into Darrien and Jake.
"Oh, Jake, this is my future wife and daughter," Darrien said when he saw Serena and Rini. Rini shot Darrien a half puzzled/half angry look.
"It's nice to meet you," Jake said, as a pair of gilded roses appeared in his hand. He gave one each to Serena and Rini. In a quieter voice, he added "I'm sure your friend Sailor Mercury told you I was staying with her and her mother while I'm living here."
Rini looked at the rose Jake had given her. "You're not. . . ," she asked.
"Yes, Sailor Mini-Moon," he answered. "I'm Gilded Rose. I'm one of the best friends you will have in this or any other century."
After a few minutes, the four of them left the market. Serena, Rini, and Darrien went off in one direction, and Jake went off in the opposite direction. A block away from the market, Jake made his staff materialize from nowhere. He twirled it over his head a couple of times, and the staff grew to 10'. He then got a running start, and used the staff to vault into the air. The staff disappeared, and Jake covered a dozen or more blocks in a single leap. For the rest of the day, the topic of discussion in Neo-Tokyo was the sight of a man flying through the air.
He landed a block from the Anderson home, where he encountered Amy and Lita. The two girls had obviously seen the tail end of his flight. "I didn't know you could fly in your civilian identity," Amy told him.
"I wasn't flying," he replied. "It was more like pole vaulting. I got about, by my estimate, thirteen blocks. Sure saves a lot of wear and tear on the ol' shoe leather." At that moment, he noticed Lita's fingernails were painted a kind of bluish burgundy. "I didn't know they sold Cat Scratch Fever here," he said.
"What are you talking about?" Lita asked.
"Your nail polish," he answered. "The color's called Cat Scratch Fever. I'd recognize it anywhere. My fiancee has it copyrighted."
"You have a fiancee?" Lita asked, slightly dejected.
"Yeah," he replied, pulling out his wallet, and pulling out a picture of himself and a red haired girl his age. The two of them are standing in front of Sleeping Beauty's Castle in Disneyland. "That's Rhiannon and I at Disneyland, about a week before I got here."
"Rhiannon," said Amy. "That's a pretty name, for an unusual one."
"Isn't that the name of a song?" Lita asked.
"Well," Jake answered. "Her parents met at a Fleetwood Mac concert."
"She's pretty," Lita said. "She's a lucky girl to have you."
Lita gave Jake back the picture, and left. Amy and Jake continued the last block to the Anderson residence. "She thinks you're cute," Amy told Jake when they reached the front door."
"I figured that out," he told her. "Even if I wasn't engaged, it wouldn't work out."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well," he said. "It's a cultural thing. Here in Neo-Tokyo, it may be okay for a guy my age to date a girl your age, but back in Mission Viejo, California,it's wrong, and in some cases, a misdemeanor. The funny thing, if we were five years older, the age difference wouldn't matter much."
"So a 19 year old girl and a 26 year old guy wouldn't be a problem, but a 14 year old girl and a 21 year old guy would?" she asked.
"Yeah," he answered. "To most people. It still wouldn't work for me, though. I never really was interested in younger girls. It might sound funny, but one of the things that first attracted me to Rhiannon was the fact that she's a year older than I am. You might think it's strange, having the woman be older than the man, but one of the things we have in common is that we both have mothers who are older than our fathers."
Later that evening, Jake had made a large tub of Snacker Jax, a concoction of his similar to Cracker Jacks, except it contained pecans, apple chips, and cashews in addition to popcorn, peanuts, and melted caramel. He and Amy were sitting down for a game of chess, when Dr. Anderson came home. She was obviously tired, having just worked a long shift at the hospital. "Something smells good," she said.
"Oh that," Jake replied. "Just a little something I whipped up. I just popped some popcorn, and added peanuts, pecans, apple chips, and cashews, and poured melted caramel over it. I call it Snacker Jax. Try some."
Dr. Anderson took some. "This is good," she said. "Thanks." She left the room.
Forty-five minutes later, Amy and Jake were nearing the end of their chess game. Amy had been playing like a master, while Jake's style was a little more erratic, occasionally showing a hint of having a grasp of the game, but mostly playing like a beginner. Or so it seemed. Amy had moved her last pawn, and Jake had moved his bishop and captured the pawn, putting it position to capture the king. "Check," he said. She moved her king one space to the left, and Jake cracked a little smile as he moved his rook into striking position. "Checkmate," he said.
By Eugol Dlareg
A little bit of legal-type stuff: I do not own Sailor Moon, or any of her friends, with the exception of Gilded Rose. Someone living in Japan has that honor. Neither do I own the "American" identities of the characters. I think either DiC and/or Cloverway owns them, or is it that company in Canada who does the English dub? I'm not sure, but I do know who doesn't own them: me. Just as well, as I am not writing this story for any sort of financial gain. The lyrics used are from the song Kyrie which was written by Richard Page, Steven George, and John Lang. Cracker Jacks are property of Frito-Lay's.
Note: this story begins ninety minutes after the end of my previous Sailor Moon story, Enter the Gilded Rose.. If you haven't read that story, I suggest you do.
Another note: I changed the spelling of Raye's name to Rae on purpose, due to the fact that I personally prefer that particular spelling.
Amy Anderson came home from Rae's, and noticed something different. She heard some unfamiliar music coming from the spare room. She noticed that the song was synthesizer-heavy, and she could make out some of the lyrics. The lyrics went:
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel.
Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night.
Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow?
Kyrie Eleison, on a highway in the light.
It was then that she noticed him. He was talking to Amy's mother. "I really appreciate you hosting me, Dr. Anderson," he said. He was dressed differently than when Amy had seen him at Raye's. He was wearing a black tank top, and black denim shorts, and was barefoot. Amy noticed that he had blond hair in a mullet style cut.
"Oh, Amy," Dr. Anderson told her daughter. "This is Jake Slater, the foreign exchange student I told you I was going to host this year."
"Nice to meet you," Amy said, pretending that she hadn't seen him before.
"Same here," Jake said, pretending he had never seen her, either.
"I have to do a late shift tonight," Dr. Anderson said. "I'll be back later tonight."
"Okay," Amy answered.
When Dr. Anderson left, Jake's mood changed slightly. "Okay," he said. "Let's cut the pretending, Sailor Mercury." He emphasised the name of Amy's heroic identity. "I know who you and your friends are, and I am pretty sure that you know that I am Gilded Rose. I also know you keep your identities secret, and as long as you keep mine secret, I'll keep your's secret."
"What about the other Sailor Scouts?" she asked.
"Go ahead and tell them," he said. "Allies need not keep secrets from each other."
The next day, the scouts met at Rae's. "You're not going to believe this," Amy said. "You know that guy who saved us yesterday?"
"Gilded Rose?" Asked Lita. "What about him?"
"Well, remember I asid that my mom was going to host a foreign exchange student? Well, guess who the foreign exchange student happened to be."
"You don't mean. . ?" Serena asked.
"Gilded Rose is living with you?" Mina asked.
"Not only that," Amy said. "But he knows who we are."
"Who's Gilded Rose?" Rini, who had just returned from the future that morning, asked.
"One of our closest allys," answered Artemis. "He came to the assistance of the Sailor Scouts yesterday."
"I think he's cute," Lita said.
On their way home, Serena and Rini stopped by the market and ran into Darrien and Jake.
"Oh, Jake, this is my future wife and daughter," Darrien said when he saw Serena and Rini. Rini shot Darrien a half puzzled/half angry look.
"It's nice to meet you," Jake said, as a pair of gilded roses appeared in his hand. He gave one each to Serena and Rini. In a quieter voice, he added "I'm sure your friend Sailor Mercury told you I was staying with her and her mother while I'm living here."
Rini looked at the rose Jake had given her. "You're not. . . ," she asked.
"Yes, Sailor Mini-Moon," he answered. "I'm Gilded Rose. I'm one of the best friends you will have in this or any other century."
After a few minutes, the four of them left the market. Serena, Rini, and Darrien went off in one direction, and Jake went off in the opposite direction. A block away from the market, Jake made his staff materialize from nowhere. He twirled it over his head a couple of times, and the staff grew to 10'. He then got a running start, and used the staff to vault into the air. The staff disappeared, and Jake covered a dozen or more blocks in a single leap. For the rest of the day, the topic of discussion in Neo-Tokyo was the sight of a man flying through the air.
He landed a block from the Anderson home, where he encountered Amy and Lita. The two girls had obviously seen the tail end of his flight. "I didn't know you could fly in your civilian identity," Amy told him.
"I wasn't flying," he replied. "It was more like pole vaulting. I got about, by my estimate, thirteen blocks. Sure saves a lot of wear and tear on the ol' shoe leather." At that moment, he noticed Lita's fingernails were painted a kind of bluish burgundy. "I didn't know they sold Cat Scratch Fever here," he said.
"What are you talking about?" Lita asked.
"Your nail polish," he answered. "The color's called Cat Scratch Fever. I'd recognize it anywhere. My fiancee has it copyrighted."
"You have a fiancee?" Lita asked, slightly dejected.
"Yeah," he replied, pulling out his wallet, and pulling out a picture of himself and a red haired girl his age. The two of them are standing in front of Sleeping Beauty's Castle in Disneyland. "That's Rhiannon and I at Disneyland, about a week before I got here."
"Rhiannon," said Amy. "That's a pretty name, for an unusual one."
"Isn't that the name of a song?" Lita asked.
"Well," Jake answered. "Her parents met at a Fleetwood Mac concert."
"She's pretty," Lita said. "She's a lucky girl to have you."
Lita gave Jake back the picture, and left. Amy and Jake continued the last block to the Anderson residence. "She thinks you're cute," Amy told Jake when they reached the front door."
"I figured that out," he told her. "Even if I wasn't engaged, it wouldn't work out."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well," he said. "It's a cultural thing. Here in Neo-Tokyo, it may be okay for a guy my age to date a girl your age, but back in Mission Viejo, California,it's wrong, and in some cases, a misdemeanor. The funny thing, if we were five years older, the age difference wouldn't matter much."
"So a 19 year old girl and a 26 year old guy wouldn't be a problem, but a 14 year old girl and a 21 year old guy would?" she asked.
"Yeah," he answered. "To most people. It still wouldn't work for me, though. I never really was interested in younger girls. It might sound funny, but one of the things that first attracted me to Rhiannon was the fact that she's a year older than I am. You might think it's strange, having the woman be older than the man, but one of the things we have in common is that we both have mothers who are older than our fathers."
Later that evening, Jake had made a large tub of Snacker Jax, a concoction of his similar to Cracker Jacks, except it contained pecans, apple chips, and cashews in addition to popcorn, peanuts, and melted caramel. He and Amy were sitting down for a game of chess, when Dr. Anderson came home. She was obviously tired, having just worked a long shift at the hospital. "Something smells good," she said.
"Oh that," Jake replied. "Just a little something I whipped up. I just popped some popcorn, and added peanuts, pecans, apple chips, and cashews, and poured melted caramel over it. I call it Snacker Jax. Try some."
Dr. Anderson took some. "This is good," she said. "Thanks." She left the room.
Forty-five minutes later, Amy and Jake were nearing the end of their chess game. Amy had been playing like a master, while Jake's style was a little more erratic, occasionally showing a hint of having a grasp of the game, but mostly playing like a beginner. Or so it seemed. Amy had moved her last pawn, and Jake had moved his bishop and captured the pawn, putting it position to capture the king. "Check," he said. She moved her king one space to the left, and Jake cracked a little smile as he moved his rook into striking position. "Checkmate," he said.