Title: Sparkle
Author: V-chan
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon and I'm kinda low on cash.
Comments: Sorry took so long! I wrote this chapter before and
then I didn't like it. So I wrote it again and I'm really happy with this!
**********************************
Emerarudo pushed through the crowds in the market
place. Her emerald hair waving in a ponytail. She looked over
the items people were selling.
"How much are a bucket of apples?" She asked the
man who was selling fruit.
"600 yen," He replied. (AN: People don't be stressed.
600 yen is like 6 dollars.) She handed the money to him and picked
up the bucket. She smiled a thank you and left.
She wore a sea blue summer dress. She is said to the most
beautiful women in her neighbor, though no one has loved her. People say
she was cursed under a spell that no one would love her. Even though
she was still sweet and nice and had many friends.
Emerarudo walked down the stairs into the sub way station.
She paid for her ticket and walked into the sub way that was going to
her neighborhood. She sat down and closed her eyes dreaming of love
and what was it. She woke up her daydream from the feeling of her leg
and her butt being squeezed. He eyes flied open as she screamed.
"HENTAI!!!!" she screamed looking at a man in his thirties.
She jumped and ran the other side of the sub way cart.
"Wait baby!" the man yelled. He pinned Emerarudo down in
corner and slid his hand down the back of her dress and screamed out,
"I've caught you, you sweet piece of meat!"
"Stop it!" growled another man. The hentai took his hands of
Emerarudo and walked towards a man with silver hair.
"Wanna make something of it?" The hentai yelled throwing his
fist at the silver haired man. The silver haired man quickly caught his
punch and swiftly put his fist into the hentai's stomach. The hentai cried
out in pain. Ironically, the sub way was at its next stop.
"Go!" ordered the silver haired man. The hentai obeyed and ran
out of the sub way. The silver haired man made his way to a shaking
Emerarudo. He stuck his hand out and Emerarudo took it.
"Are you alright?" He asked. Emerarudo nodded.
"Thank you," Emerarudo whispered.
"No problem. By the way, I'm Demando,"
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Emerarudo,"
************
*Ding-dong! *
Usagi jumped in front of her door and opened it. She saw
Demando holding up a bouquet of lilies. He starred at her with his
mouth slightly opened. Usagi was wearing a pale yellow skirt white
shirt button up shirt.
"Oh Demando-san! Konnichi wa! Whoa pretty flowers!" Usagi
exclaimed. Demando handed Usagi the flowers and smiled.
"Hello Usa-chan, ready to go?" Demando asked.
"Just a second. I'll go put these in some water," Usagi turned
around and started walking towards the kitchen. Demando smiled at her.
She was such an angel. In that second he remembered Emerarudo shaking
in the corner of the subway. He shook his head trying to get the thoughts
out of his head. He loved Usagi. But, if you thought about it he was saying
he loved Usagi when he hardly knew who she was. Usagi came back and
smiled at Demando and the headed out the door.
*************
Mamoru walked down the streets of Tokyo with his hands in his
pockets. He looked at all the brightly shining lights of Tokyo flickering
everywhere. He always loved Tokyo at night. He looked into a restaurant
as his smile slowly vanished. Mamoru's eyes wided to see Usagi and a man
laughing together eating dinner. Usagi hand was on the table and the man
put his hand out to her and held it.
She told me she hasn't had any relationships? Wa-was she
lying to me?
*************
Usagi walked into her apartment after her date with Demando.
She smiled weakly and went out to her balcony seeing Demando jump
and down with joy. Usagi giggled.
You're so sweet to me Demando, but I know I can never
return your feelings of love
*************
Sorry wasn't too big, I just thought this would be the perfect place to
leave off on! Teehee! I wonder if I'm the first person to write an
Emerarudo/Demando and Usagi/Mamoru fic. I'm really happy that Emerarudo
is in this. She deserves to be loved.
Author: V-chan
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon and I'm kinda low on cash.
Comments: Sorry took so long! I wrote this chapter before and
then I didn't like it. So I wrote it again and I'm really happy with this!
**********************************
Emerarudo pushed through the crowds in the market
place. Her emerald hair waving in a ponytail. She looked over
the items people were selling.
"How much are a bucket of apples?" She asked the
man who was selling fruit.
"600 yen," He replied. (AN: People don't be stressed.
600 yen is like 6 dollars.) She handed the money to him and picked
up the bucket. She smiled a thank you and left.
She wore a sea blue summer dress. She is said to the most
beautiful women in her neighbor, though no one has loved her. People say
she was cursed under a spell that no one would love her. Even though
she was still sweet and nice and had many friends.
Emerarudo walked down the stairs into the sub way station.
She paid for her ticket and walked into the sub way that was going to
her neighborhood. She sat down and closed her eyes dreaming of love
and what was it. She woke up her daydream from the feeling of her leg
and her butt being squeezed. He eyes flied open as she screamed.
"HENTAI!!!!" she screamed looking at a man in his thirties.
She jumped and ran the other side of the sub way cart.
"Wait baby!" the man yelled. He pinned Emerarudo down in
corner and slid his hand down the back of her dress and screamed out,
"I've caught you, you sweet piece of meat!"
"Stop it!" growled another man. The hentai took his hands of
Emerarudo and walked towards a man with silver hair.
"Wanna make something of it?" The hentai yelled throwing his
fist at the silver haired man. The silver haired man quickly caught his
punch and swiftly put his fist into the hentai's stomach. The hentai cried
out in pain. Ironically, the sub way was at its next stop.
"Go!" ordered the silver haired man. The hentai obeyed and ran
out of the sub way. The silver haired man made his way to a shaking
Emerarudo. He stuck his hand out and Emerarudo took it.
"Are you alright?" He asked. Emerarudo nodded.
"Thank you," Emerarudo whispered.
"No problem. By the way, I'm Demando,"
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Emerarudo,"
************
*Ding-dong! *
Usagi jumped in front of her door and opened it. She saw
Demando holding up a bouquet of lilies. He starred at her with his
mouth slightly opened. Usagi was wearing a pale yellow skirt white
shirt button up shirt.
"Oh Demando-san! Konnichi wa! Whoa pretty flowers!" Usagi
exclaimed. Demando handed Usagi the flowers and smiled.
"Hello Usa-chan, ready to go?" Demando asked.
"Just a second. I'll go put these in some water," Usagi turned
around and started walking towards the kitchen. Demando smiled at her.
She was such an angel. In that second he remembered Emerarudo shaking
in the corner of the subway. He shook his head trying to get the thoughts
out of his head. He loved Usagi. But, if you thought about it he was saying
he loved Usagi when he hardly knew who she was. Usagi came back and
smiled at Demando and the headed out the door.
*************
Mamoru walked down the streets of Tokyo with his hands in his
pockets. He looked at all the brightly shining lights of Tokyo flickering
everywhere. He always loved Tokyo at night. He looked into a restaurant
as his smile slowly vanished. Mamoru's eyes wided to see Usagi and a man
laughing together eating dinner. Usagi hand was on the table and the man
put his hand out to her and held it.
She told me she hasn't had any relationships? Wa-was she
lying to me?
*************
Usagi walked into her apartment after her date with Demando.
She smiled weakly and went out to her balcony seeing Demando jump
and down with joy. Usagi giggled.
You're so sweet to me Demando, but I know I can never
return your feelings of love
*************
Sorry wasn't too big, I just thought this would be the perfect place to
leave off on! Teehee! I wonder if I'm the first person to write an
Emerarudo/Demando and Usagi/Mamoru fic. I'm really happy that Emerarudo
is in this. She deserves to be loved.