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Sorry for taking too much time. This is it, the last chapter of The Wish. I enjoyed writing it and I hope you have enjoyed reading it as well. Thank you for putting up with me. Not an easy task, I know. Well, enjoy reading. And May God bless you.
Disclaimer: It is not new, this is a fanfic, so guess what, I don't own it yet. Nope, don't have a crystal either to change that…
X. As You Wish
Cheering could be heard, a battle was won and a warrior had returned amongst them.
They were all cheering, when someone reminded them of what laid before them.
"It is now or never. We must do it now." The warrior with a long staff talked.
A man's face soured at the words, the only male standing besides them all.
The leader of the group, and lover of this man, was the only one to notice.
The only child that was amongst them, had a disappointed look, which went unnoticed by all, except for one.
"Chibi Moon?" TK spoke, the only one to notice her disappointed look.
SCM didn't spoke back, she raised her head to look at her father's eyes. TK looked on her reddish eyes. He knew she wouldn't talk, she had already tried to, and he, himself had maid her silence.
"I won't tell you what to do, but I want to leave clear, you ALL have to wish the same."
They all nodded, except for SCM.
"Chibi Moon, I…do you want to say something?" TK asked.
"I…" she trailed of shaking her head, "ie. I don't have anything to say." She but whispered out.
Not believing her, he bent down, taking her small hand on his. He looked straight onto her eyes. Those eyes, which, though being a red brown color, reminded him so much of his beloved Usa-ko. She lowered her head, and looked straight to the ground.
"Chibi-Usa…"
Even though she was transformed, she was there standing as the warrior she now was, he talked not to the warrior, but to his daughter, to the kid that was there, and she knew, she understood, he was talking to her as a father, as her father.
"Chibi-Usa-chan, please tell me, why do you want to stay?"
This brought back her attention. Looking at him in confusion, not understanding any of what he did, yet, she trusted him.
Why would I like to go back? He asked himself this time, a question that had been pondering in his mind for some time now.
There was only one answer to his question, I AM responsible for this.
Though this question was directed just for one, all those that were there thought about this. Why stay? Why go back?
Mercury's thoughts went back to what she now called 'home'. A very, VERY messy child, who couldn't do anything without causing a mess. A toddler who's hobby was to cry. A husband who wasn't only a help, but he was also a friend, a friend with whom she could share more than with anyone else. Which were her duties? Which where her heart duties?
She looked around, saw SCM talking, SM smiling, and TK nodding. Though she was close by, it was like if her world had come to a mute state. The only thing she could listen was her heart beats and the wind blowing around.
She looked at the three of them, remembering her childhood. Her father had been a blurry image on her mind, and a very old picture standing on her night stand. Her mother had tried to do anything she could to give her everything, but had failed in one thing, being there herself. She had practically raised herself, always silently envying Usagi. Maybe she wasn't the smartest one, or even the prettiest one, but she had one thing. She had a past family, a present family, and a future family. She had them there. Even if they didn't share all of her secrets, they supported her, no matter what. She didn't have this, and she had liked this. She knew their ways, her way to achieve this wasn't easy, but why leave it? Why would she go back? What did she have back? Here, she had a messy child and a crying toddler, and that made a different. They were HERS. Her husband, though she had only seen him for some time. In her other timeline she hadn't seen him since she was 14, when he moved out of Tokyo. Where did he go? No idea. Ryo was now her best friend, her confident, and…her lover.
Mars thought about this question. She herself had been surprised when she practically said she wanted to stay. Why stay? What about her dreams? Dreams. That word went through her mind, and told her one thing. She had always dreamt of one thing, more than any other thing. She had it now, maybe it wasn't perfect, but it was hers, and it was there. Why let it go, why now? There was a story, a story behind all that she had seen now. She wanted to know that story, she wanted to live that story. She wished, to stay in that story.
Since the beginning she had been seen as the cool one, the one that had everything fine, when reality was that Makoto Kino, or formerly known as Sailor Jupiter, had been the most troubled of them all. For nights she dreamt of having someone, at least one person to talk with. She talked to her plants, but, it is a fact that, plants don't talk. She had become overjoyed when she found out she didn't had just on person to talk, but actually three. She tried to hide these emotions, though this time anger wasn't her escape, but tears were. She found herself crying more often. This was not her time, she was not ready for this.
Venus thought, and thought about that question. What were her dreams? Which were her goals? Being a singer, model, and being in the fashion business? Every night, and even in the wee hours of the morning she became a singer. She became a singer to three little persons that loved her more than anything, that never criticized her clothes, or her hair style, or even if she didn't reached a note, and even sometimes she became an actor, while reading a book, and making voices, acting each of the characters. A model. She was a model, difference was, people didn't watched her clothes, or her body, but her principles, character, her way to solve problems, her way to act, everything that she did was imitated, by three little persons. Fashion, one of her greatest loves. She still could do that, nothing, and no one stopped her. In fact, Motoki had asked her if she would like to begin her business, to reach that dream of hers. And finally, being a warrior. A warrior? She WAS a warrior. She fought for love and justice, she was the famous Sailor Venus or Sailor V. Every day she fought against the stubbornness of three kids. She fought against the unjust decisions of the man who was known as her husband. She fought against evil clients who asked her to decorate their homes and their bad taste for decoration. AND, she fought against the evil of a san Bernard dog every day, which tried to make her life impossible.
Gyo. I'll miss that dog...
Yep, she was going to…
NANIIII?? I HATE THAT DOG!!
Yeah, she hated that…
Oh, crap! Whom am I kidding? I love that baka dog!
Well, let's just say that the senshi of love, had a dog-love dilemma.
"Sailor Senchi!" Sailor Pluto exclaimed, drawing the attention of all those around her, "No more time can be lost. Diamond is getting close, before another battle ensues, you must do it, NOW." She said, placing emphasis on the now.
"We're ready Pluto." Sailor Moon spoke, taking TK's hand on hers.
"Very well, my princess."
They all formed a circle, knowing, on a strange way, just what they had to do, though this had never had happened before. They're symbols on each forhead started to blaze, the wind and time seemed to stop, as they all concentrated on their dream and wish, though without being spoken, they all wished for the same.
Tuxedo Kamen changed to King Endymion's form, and Sailor Mon changed to Neo Queen Serenity, and Sailor Chibi Moon changed to her princess form. Following this, all the other senchi changed to their princesses forms.
King Endymion lifted his crystal, unanimously with Neo Queen Serenity. Both Crystals united, involving everything in a bright light.
"All this will remain deep in your mind…" the guardian of time and princess of Pluto began, "…though you won't remember a thing." She could barely see through the deep light, but all looked happy, and all where thinking on the same.
"It will all be done," the light deepened, blinding instantly everything, "as you wish."
The End.