Title: Sparkle
Author: V-chan
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. *sniffle*
Comments: Gomen nasai minna-san! This was suppose to be out Friday,
but fanfiction.net wasn't working and then I had to go down state and I didn't
have my storie there... Well, I've decided to finish Carnival! And then I'm going
to make a sequel to Feelings from the Soul. After I get all that done... I'm going
to write a new storie! I have a great idea!
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"May I have this dance?"
Usagi looked at the man with ice blue eyes. His hair was a silverish color.
He looked as if he was dressed up to be a prince. (AN: any idea? I totally gave it away!)
Without an answer from Usagi, the prince, as Usagi thinks of him, swept her of her feet
and into a dance.
How come I feel like I don't belong here? Usagi thought. The prince smiled
and looked into her eyes.
"You look beautiful... may I have your name?" he asked.
"Erm...Arigato...My name is Tsukino Usagi," she replied.
"I'm Demando just Demando..." (AN: Ahhhhhhh how do you spell his
name????? But you guys know who I'm talking about right, ne? It's Prince Diamond
dubbies!)
*************
"Reika Hunny, Let's find Usagi-chan!" Motoki whined to his wife," I miss her
soooooo much! She's like a little sister to me!"
"Oh all right, but after we find her we dance?" she asked innocently. Motoki
couldn't help but kiss her nose. Reika blushed and grabbed his hand and led him around
the ballroom. They looked everywhere for a pair of odangos. But sadly, they couldn't find
any.
"Do you think she even came?" Reika asked.
"I don't know... It's not like Usagi to not come to a masquerade, but ever since
Mamoru left... she's been so different..." Motoki said sadly.
"Do you think she changed her hair-style?"
"No... I don't think so... Why would you think that?"
"Because I think that's her!" Reika said pointing to a blond dancing sadly
with a man with silver hair. Motoki squinted and then smiled.
"It's her!"
"She looks really uncomfortable..."
"Why would you say that?"
"Look at her! She's frowning and slumping and she looks so sad!" Reika said.
Motoki walked up a little closer and looked at her closely.
"She *does* look uncomfortable..."
"Come on Motoki-kun!" Reika chirped grabbing onto Motoki's hand and
running over to Usagi.
"Usagi-chan!" Motoki exclaimed. Usagi stopped dance and ran over to
Motoki and hugged him. Demando looked confused.
"Motoki! How have you been?" Usagi asked.
"I'm fine! I missed you so much!"
"Me too! Reika?" Usagi said noticing her. Reika hugged Usagi.
"Don't ever worry us like that again!" Reika sobbed.
"What do you mean?"
"You haven't answered our letters, e-mails, *or* phone calls!"
"I'm sorry..." Usagi whispered. Reika wiped of her tears and looked at Usag
i and smiled.
"It's okay, but next time stay in touch!"
"So, Usagi-chan? Who is that young man you were dancing with," Motoki
asked sheepishly. Usagi looked confused and then she remembered Demando.
"Oh! Demando! I'm sorry!" Usagi exclaimed. Demando frowned.
"It's okay... Well, I think I had enough for tonight... Ja ne Usa-chan!"
Demando said.
"Bye!" Reika had funny look on her face and gravitated towards Usagi.
"So... How long have you two been an item?" Reika asked. Usagi cheeks flamed.
"I just met him! I don't know why he called me Usa-chan, and if we are
anything we are friends!"
"Riiiiiight!" Reika snorted sarcastically.
"You don't believe me?" Usagi yelled.
"Nope,"
**************Sunday Morning: Air port: Bathroom************
Mamoru sighed. This was it his trip to Tokyo. He went up to the sink and
turned on the faucet. Water flowed down from it.
Usako... Is this the right thing to do?
This was crazy! Everything now was reminding him of Usagi! He put the water
in his hands and splashed it in his face. He looked up in the mirror. He looked like a
wreck.
*******Flashback********
Mamoru sat in a chair eves-dropping on Motoki and the girl of his dreams,
Usagi. Motoki seemed to explaining something to Usagi. Usagi gasped and put her
hand to her face and shook her head.
"He can't be leaving!" Usagi exclaimed. Who is leaving? Was talking about
Mamoru?
"I'm sorry, but I guess he thinks he'll get better economy in America!" Motoki
stated. Tears started to drip down Usagi's face.
They are talking about me. But then is Usagi crying over *me*? Oh well...
this is only for the best...
Mamoru got up and walk toward where Usagi was crying.
"Grow up Odango, it's just a test!" Mamoru said. Usagi looked towards him
and frowned.
"Mamoru, you have no idea what I'm feeling right now and the reason I'm
crying is much more than some stupid test. You don't know what it's--- it's--- its'---"
Usagi broke into tears and ran out the door.
Liar. I do know how it feels
*******End Of Flashback******
Mamoru splashed more water onto his face. He looked back into the
mirror. He had just realized something.
Moving to America was *not* the right thing to do! I'm such an idiot
Mamoru slapped his forehead. Then he looked at his watch. The plane
was leaving in ten minutes. He ran out of the bathroom and started to run towards
his plane.
**********Usagi's Apartment*********
*Ring, ring, ring*
Usagi groaned and rolled over on her bed. She looked up at the clock. It
was 9:30 A.M. She never got up this early on a weekend.
*Ring, ring, ring*
Usagi reached for the phone and picked it up.
" Hello?" asked Usagi half awake.
" "Hi Usa-chan! This is Demando," said Demando.
"Oh... hi... how did you get my number?"
"The phone book,"
"Those things are useful sometimes,"
"Yeah... I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me
tomorrow night,"
"Sure...what time?"
"I was thinking ninish..."
"Okay,"
"Well, see you tomorrow!"
"Wait!" exclaimed Usagi.
"Yes?" Answered Demando.
"You don't know where I live!"
"It's in the phone book!"
"Oh...yeah...I forgot...bye!" *click* Usagi rolled back into sleep not
knowing what she had gotten herself into. Then she shot out of bed.
"Oh...no...I don't want to go on a date!" whined Usagi rubbing her eyes.
***********Tokyo Airport: That night*********
Mamoru off the plane. He had a big stomachache from airplane food. He got his
bags and went over to where the door was and looked for a board that said
'Chiba Mamoru'. He then saw a tuxedoed man with a goatee. He was holding a sign
that said Mamoru's name on it. Mamoru walked up to the man he thought was Motoki's
Butler, Adams.
"Hi, I'm Mamoru,"
"Right this way Master Mamoru..." Adams replied. Adams led Mamoru out
the door and into a limo.
"Are you sure you have the wrong person... I mean... It does say Mamoru
on that board right?"
"Right,"
"Ooookay..." Mamoru walked into the limo and opened the window. Adams
drove Mamoru through Tokyo. Mamoru recognized many of the places they drove
by. Soon they were heading a little out of Tokyo.
They stopped. Mamoru who was almost asleep looked out the window.
Mamoru mouth dropped to the floor. They were heading into a mansion.
"Um... are you sure we are at the right place?" Mamoru asked Adams.
"Yes, perfectly sure,"
They drove into the drive way and then stopped by the door. Mamoru saw
Motoki run out of the mansion. Mamoru opened the door and walked out of the limo.
"Hey Motoki!"
"Mamoru! How are you?"
"Um...okay...er...Motoki?"
"Yes?"
"You live in this!?" Mamoru blurted out. Motoki rubbed the back of his head and turned around and looked at the mansion.
"I guess..."
"How?"
"Long story..."
************Next Morning: Mamoru's first day of Work********
Mamoru walked into the building. He walked up to the front desk. A
lady looked at him.
"How may I help you?" she asked. Mamoru cleared his throat.
"Yes, I'm the new doctor, Chiba Mamoru,"
"Oh your office is on floor four room 446. Be sure to check in with your
secretary,"
"Thank you!" Mamoru walked over to the elevator and pushed a button.
He walked in when finally the elevator was open. When he got to the fourth floor,
surviving the elevator music, he walked towards room 446. He saw little kids
screaming and running to the elevators and parents yelling 'no! Please stop! Please!'
Mamoru chuckled to himself. He looked up.
Room 446. Here goes nothing!
Mamoru walked into the room and saw a head of blond hair looking at a
bunch of papers. She was in a white suite sitting in her desk. She didn't once look
up at him. He guessed that she heard him open the door and that's how she knew
he was there.
"Oh! Hello, I'm Tsukino, Usagi I'll be your secretary for the time being,"
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Sorry cliffies come naturally! Tee hee! ^.^V
Author: V-chan
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. *sniffle*
Comments: Gomen nasai minna-san! This was suppose to be out Friday,
but fanfiction.net wasn't working and then I had to go down state and I didn't
have my storie there... Well, I've decided to finish Carnival! And then I'm going
to make a sequel to Feelings from the Soul. After I get all that done... I'm going
to write a new storie! I have a great idea!
****************
"May I have this dance?"
Usagi looked at the man with ice blue eyes. His hair was a silverish color.
He looked as if he was dressed up to be a prince. (AN: any idea? I totally gave it away!)
Without an answer from Usagi, the prince, as Usagi thinks of him, swept her of her feet
and into a dance.
How come I feel like I don't belong here? Usagi thought. The prince smiled
and looked into her eyes.
"You look beautiful... may I have your name?" he asked.
"Erm...Arigato...My name is Tsukino Usagi," she replied.
"I'm Demando just Demando..." (AN: Ahhhhhhh how do you spell his
name????? But you guys know who I'm talking about right, ne? It's Prince Diamond
dubbies!)
*************
"Reika Hunny, Let's find Usagi-chan!" Motoki whined to his wife," I miss her
soooooo much! She's like a little sister to me!"
"Oh all right, but after we find her we dance?" she asked innocently. Motoki
couldn't help but kiss her nose. Reika blushed and grabbed his hand and led him around
the ballroom. They looked everywhere for a pair of odangos. But sadly, they couldn't find
any.
"Do you think she even came?" Reika asked.
"I don't know... It's not like Usagi to not come to a masquerade, but ever since
Mamoru left... she's been so different..." Motoki said sadly.
"Do you think she changed her hair-style?"
"No... I don't think so... Why would you think that?"
"Because I think that's her!" Reika said pointing to a blond dancing sadly
with a man with silver hair. Motoki squinted and then smiled.
"It's her!"
"She looks really uncomfortable..."
"Why would you say that?"
"Look at her! She's frowning and slumping and she looks so sad!" Reika said.
Motoki walked up a little closer and looked at her closely.
"She *does* look uncomfortable..."
"Come on Motoki-kun!" Reika chirped grabbing onto Motoki's hand and
running over to Usagi.
"Usagi-chan!" Motoki exclaimed. Usagi stopped dance and ran over to
Motoki and hugged him. Demando looked confused.
"Motoki! How have you been?" Usagi asked.
"I'm fine! I missed you so much!"
"Me too! Reika?" Usagi said noticing her. Reika hugged Usagi.
"Don't ever worry us like that again!" Reika sobbed.
"What do you mean?"
"You haven't answered our letters, e-mails, *or* phone calls!"
"I'm sorry..." Usagi whispered. Reika wiped of her tears and looked at Usag
i and smiled.
"It's okay, but next time stay in touch!"
"So, Usagi-chan? Who is that young man you were dancing with," Motoki
asked sheepishly. Usagi looked confused and then she remembered Demando.
"Oh! Demando! I'm sorry!" Usagi exclaimed. Demando frowned.
"It's okay... Well, I think I had enough for tonight... Ja ne Usa-chan!"
Demando said.
"Bye!" Reika had funny look on her face and gravitated towards Usagi.
"So... How long have you two been an item?" Reika asked. Usagi cheeks flamed.
"I just met him! I don't know why he called me Usa-chan, and if we are
anything we are friends!"
"Riiiiiight!" Reika snorted sarcastically.
"You don't believe me?" Usagi yelled.
"Nope,"
**************Sunday Morning: Air port: Bathroom************
Mamoru sighed. This was it his trip to Tokyo. He went up to the sink and
turned on the faucet. Water flowed down from it.
Usako... Is this the right thing to do?
This was crazy! Everything now was reminding him of Usagi! He put the water
in his hands and splashed it in his face. He looked up in the mirror. He looked like a
wreck.
*******Flashback********
Mamoru sat in a chair eves-dropping on Motoki and the girl of his dreams,
Usagi. Motoki seemed to explaining something to Usagi. Usagi gasped and put her
hand to her face and shook her head.
"He can't be leaving!" Usagi exclaimed. Who is leaving? Was talking about
Mamoru?
"I'm sorry, but I guess he thinks he'll get better economy in America!" Motoki
stated. Tears started to drip down Usagi's face.
They are talking about me. But then is Usagi crying over *me*? Oh well...
this is only for the best...
Mamoru got up and walk toward where Usagi was crying.
"Grow up Odango, it's just a test!" Mamoru said. Usagi looked towards him
and frowned.
"Mamoru, you have no idea what I'm feeling right now and the reason I'm
crying is much more than some stupid test. You don't know what it's--- it's--- its'---"
Usagi broke into tears and ran out the door.
Liar. I do know how it feels
*******End Of Flashback******
Mamoru splashed more water onto his face. He looked back into the
mirror. He had just realized something.
Moving to America was *not* the right thing to do! I'm such an idiot
Mamoru slapped his forehead. Then he looked at his watch. The plane
was leaving in ten minutes. He ran out of the bathroom and started to run towards
his plane.
**********Usagi's Apartment*********
*Ring, ring, ring*
Usagi groaned and rolled over on her bed. She looked up at the clock. It
was 9:30 A.M. She never got up this early on a weekend.
*Ring, ring, ring*
Usagi reached for the phone and picked it up.
" Hello?" asked Usagi half awake.
" "Hi Usa-chan! This is Demando," said Demando.
"Oh... hi... how did you get my number?"
"The phone book,"
"Those things are useful sometimes,"
"Yeah... I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me
tomorrow night,"
"Sure...what time?"
"I was thinking ninish..."
"Okay,"
"Well, see you tomorrow!"
"Wait!" exclaimed Usagi.
"Yes?" Answered Demando.
"You don't know where I live!"
"It's in the phone book!"
"Oh...yeah...I forgot...bye!" *click* Usagi rolled back into sleep not
knowing what she had gotten herself into. Then she shot out of bed.
"Oh...no...I don't want to go on a date!" whined Usagi rubbing her eyes.
***********Tokyo Airport: That night*********
Mamoru off the plane. He had a big stomachache from airplane food. He got his
bags and went over to where the door was and looked for a board that said
'Chiba Mamoru'. He then saw a tuxedoed man with a goatee. He was holding a sign
that said Mamoru's name on it. Mamoru walked up to the man he thought was Motoki's
Butler, Adams.
"Hi, I'm Mamoru,"
"Right this way Master Mamoru..." Adams replied. Adams led Mamoru out
the door and into a limo.
"Are you sure you have the wrong person... I mean... It does say Mamoru
on that board right?"
"Right,"
"Ooookay..." Mamoru walked into the limo and opened the window. Adams
drove Mamoru through Tokyo. Mamoru recognized many of the places they drove
by. Soon they were heading a little out of Tokyo.
They stopped. Mamoru who was almost asleep looked out the window.
Mamoru mouth dropped to the floor. They were heading into a mansion.
"Um... are you sure we are at the right place?" Mamoru asked Adams.
"Yes, perfectly sure,"
They drove into the drive way and then stopped by the door. Mamoru saw
Motoki run out of the mansion. Mamoru opened the door and walked out of the limo.
"Hey Motoki!"
"Mamoru! How are you?"
"Um...okay...er...Motoki?"
"Yes?"
"You live in this!?" Mamoru blurted out. Motoki rubbed the back of his head and turned around and looked at the mansion.
"I guess..."
"How?"
"Long story..."
************Next Morning: Mamoru's first day of Work********
Mamoru walked into the building. He walked up to the front desk. A
lady looked at him.
"How may I help you?" she asked. Mamoru cleared his throat.
"Yes, I'm the new doctor, Chiba Mamoru,"
"Oh your office is on floor four room 446. Be sure to check in with your
secretary,"
"Thank you!" Mamoru walked over to the elevator and pushed a button.
He walked in when finally the elevator was open. When he got to the fourth floor,
surviving the elevator music, he walked towards room 446. He saw little kids
screaming and running to the elevators and parents yelling 'no! Please stop! Please!'
Mamoru chuckled to himself. He looked up.
Room 446. Here goes nothing!
Mamoru walked into the room and saw a head of blond hair looking at a
bunch of papers. She was in a white suite sitting in her desk. She didn't once look
up at him. He guessed that she heard him open the door and that's how she knew
he was there.
"Oh! Hello, I'm Tsukino, Usagi I'll be your secretary for the time being,"
*******************
Sorry cliffies come naturally! Tee hee! ^.^V