Ares Denetsu
*****
Set During: Broken Dolls and Darkened Evils |and| Anything For the Girl
Side Story II | Don't Tell Him
*****
"Moron," Jupiter muttered, shifting the unconscious Yamucha into a sitting position against a wall; she had taken apart her gloves and ribbons to dress his superficial wounds as well as force his arm back into the socket of his shoulder; the corpse that had struck multiple times had driven apart the ball-and-socket, dislocating his arm. She looked at him sympathetically, knowing from past experience that he was going to hurt pretty badly from the injury. "You just had to step left, didn't you?"
Puar fell to her shoulder, wrapping his blue tail around her neck protectively. "Don't be upset, Jupiter," he told her, "he will be well soon enough."
"I know, Puar-chan," she smiled bravely, "but I wish I could help destroy Metallia and Cell." Unconsciously, her hands curved into tightly wound fists. She closed her oak green eyes for a brief spell, wavy red-brown hair spilling down the nape of her neck and along her back, tied up by a simple green ponytail holder. "I hate it when I can't fight," her voice was low and contained, "and I want so badly to make them suffer for all the pain they've brought us all." She took a calming breath, distantly bringing her bare hand up to touch the x-shaped battle scar on Yamucha's cheek. "I want her to die slowly for hurting Yamucha," she whispered, voice dropping into a faint hum.
Puar was silent, studying the confusing expressions on her face.
"You're even stranger around Yamucha than Buruma-san was," he said after a moment and Jupiter chuckled.
"I don't know if that's an insult or a compliment, Puar, but thanks." She smiled lopsidedly. "It's nice to know somebody cares enough to comment about something like that."
They lapsed into silence and the dark corridors were still, empty and devoid of movement of any sort.
Jupiter sighed softly and leaned back against the floor, laying down and staring blankly into the bleak darkness. She wondered fleetingly what her friends were doing; she'd seen Mercury get slashed along her torso and legs blocking a blow aimed at Trunks, so she could safely assume they were out of it. But what about Ginzishou? Venus? Juunanagou? Would they be able to save the world? A grin formed on Jupiter's face. Hell, of course they would! She'd seen Venus in action since they were fourteen, thirteen if she counted the newspaper information about Sailor V, and she'd heard about what Juunanagou was capable of from his sister. With Ginzishou's guidance to help them, they'd be able to save the universe, no sweat.
Right?
With Yamucha breathing softly and unevenly beside her and Puar cuddled close to her for comfort, she wasn't so sure anymore.
It was hard to keep up any form of moral when they were trapped in a palace of evil, alone and wounded…
Jupiter wanted nothing more than a moment to cry her heart out.
"Jupiter-san…?"
Puar.
"Hai, Puar-kun?"
"Do you ever wonder why we exist? All we do is work and earn and then spend all we've earned and work some more. What's the point?"
Jupiter thought for a few seconds and she reached up, stroking Puar's furry head gently. "Love," she answered finally, "Family. Truth. Peace. All the thousands of emotions we can experience…"
He was quiet for a moment. "I guess so, Jupiter-san."
She closed her eyes for a second, lulled into a doze by the light feel of Puar resting on her.
"Jupiter-san, do you like Yamucha?"
"Mm-hmm…," she replied honestly, not paying attention to the possibilities of future humiliation.
"A lot?"
"Mm-hmm…"
"Why?"
" 'Cause I just do…"
"Alright then."
"…Don't tell him," she murmured, mind growing wearier and wearier.
"Hai, Jupiter-san. I won't tell him."
Time passed slowly and they slept.
Yeah, okay, so it was short. I happen to think Puar's cool and I wanted the cute floating blue kitty to have some interaction with our fave Senshi of Protection.
Next up: Da short Mirai no Trunks/Mercury side story, followed by the last chapter!
Woo-hoo! Maybe I'll get some relaxation before I start "Shellshocked"!
…Yeah, right.
Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
[PS~ Thanks again for reviewing! I really want to get as many reviews as I got for "Ai no Yume", which is 57. Please, there's no hit counter anymore, so the only way I know that people are reading is when they review. And barbo-chan, I understand completely. Reading's addictive and having to stop every chapter and review gets annoying.]
[PSS~ If anyone's thinking "A sequel for the sequel?!" and you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm not the only author who likes to write multiple arcs. Morgan Hudson, author of THE BEST Sailor Moon/Yoroiden Samurai Troopers crossover, Ronin Summer, has, like, seven arcs for his fanfic. I'm shooting for six. As soon as I finish "Ares Denetsu", I'm a third done! YAY!]
DISCLAIMER:
The Sailor Senshi are © to Takeuchi Naoko-san, Kodansha, DiC, Cloverway, Toei Animation, Mixx Entertainment, etc.
The Dragonball characters are © to Toriyama Akira-san, Shogakun (?), FUNimation, Toei Animation, Viz Entertainment, etc.
"Ares Denetsu" in its entirety, all situations and plot devices thus far, is © to myself, referred to on-line as PallaPlease or Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
*****
Set During: Broken Dolls and Darkened Evils |and| Anything For the Girl
Side Story II | Don't Tell Him
*****
"Moron," Jupiter muttered, shifting the unconscious Yamucha into a sitting position against a wall; she had taken apart her gloves and ribbons to dress his superficial wounds as well as force his arm back into the socket of his shoulder; the corpse that had struck multiple times had driven apart the ball-and-socket, dislocating his arm. She looked at him sympathetically, knowing from past experience that he was going to hurt pretty badly from the injury. "You just had to step left, didn't you?"
Puar fell to her shoulder, wrapping his blue tail around her neck protectively. "Don't be upset, Jupiter," he told her, "he will be well soon enough."
"I know, Puar-chan," she smiled bravely, "but I wish I could help destroy Metallia and Cell." Unconsciously, her hands curved into tightly wound fists. She closed her oak green eyes for a brief spell, wavy red-brown hair spilling down the nape of her neck and along her back, tied up by a simple green ponytail holder. "I hate it when I can't fight," her voice was low and contained, "and I want so badly to make them suffer for all the pain they've brought us all." She took a calming breath, distantly bringing her bare hand up to touch the x-shaped battle scar on Yamucha's cheek. "I want her to die slowly for hurting Yamucha," she whispered, voice dropping into a faint hum.
Puar was silent, studying the confusing expressions on her face.
"You're even stranger around Yamucha than Buruma-san was," he said after a moment and Jupiter chuckled.
"I don't know if that's an insult or a compliment, Puar, but thanks." She smiled lopsidedly. "It's nice to know somebody cares enough to comment about something like that."
They lapsed into silence and the dark corridors were still, empty and devoid of movement of any sort.
Jupiter sighed softly and leaned back against the floor, laying down and staring blankly into the bleak darkness. She wondered fleetingly what her friends were doing; she'd seen Mercury get slashed along her torso and legs blocking a blow aimed at Trunks, so she could safely assume they were out of it. But what about Ginzishou? Venus? Juunanagou? Would they be able to save the world? A grin formed on Jupiter's face. Hell, of course they would! She'd seen Venus in action since they were fourteen, thirteen if she counted the newspaper information about Sailor V, and she'd heard about what Juunanagou was capable of from his sister. With Ginzishou's guidance to help them, they'd be able to save the universe, no sweat.
Right?
With Yamucha breathing softly and unevenly beside her and Puar cuddled close to her for comfort, she wasn't so sure anymore.
It was hard to keep up any form of moral when they were trapped in a palace of evil, alone and wounded…
Jupiter wanted nothing more than a moment to cry her heart out.
"Jupiter-san…?"
Puar.
"Hai, Puar-kun?"
"Do you ever wonder why we exist? All we do is work and earn and then spend all we've earned and work some more. What's the point?"
Jupiter thought for a few seconds and she reached up, stroking Puar's furry head gently. "Love," she answered finally, "Family. Truth. Peace. All the thousands of emotions we can experience…"
He was quiet for a moment. "I guess so, Jupiter-san."
She closed her eyes for a second, lulled into a doze by the light feel of Puar resting on her.
"Jupiter-san, do you like Yamucha?"
"Mm-hmm…," she replied honestly, not paying attention to the possibilities of future humiliation.
"A lot?"
"Mm-hmm…"
"Why?"
" 'Cause I just do…"
"Alright then."
"…Don't tell him," she murmured, mind growing wearier and wearier.
"Hai, Jupiter-san. I won't tell him."
Time passed slowly and they slept.
Yeah, okay, so it was short. I happen to think Puar's cool and I wanted the cute floating blue kitty to have some interaction with our fave Senshi of Protection.
Next up: Da short Mirai no Trunks/Mercury side story, followed by the last chapter!
Woo-hoo! Maybe I'll get some relaxation before I start "Shellshocked"!
…Yeah, right.
Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
[PS~ Thanks again for reviewing! I really want to get as many reviews as I got for "Ai no Yume", which is 57. Please, there's no hit counter anymore, so the only way I know that people are reading is when they review. And barbo-chan, I understand completely. Reading's addictive and having to stop every chapter and review gets annoying.]
[PSS~ If anyone's thinking "A sequel for the sequel?!" and you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm not the only author who likes to write multiple arcs. Morgan Hudson, author of THE BEST Sailor Moon/Yoroiden Samurai Troopers crossover, Ronin Summer, has, like, seven arcs for his fanfic. I'm shooting for six. As soon as I finish "Ares Denetsu", I'm a third done! YAY!]
DISCLAIMER:
The Sailor Senshi are © to Takeuchi Naoko-san, Kodansha, DiC, Cloverway, Toei Animation, Mixx Entertainment, etc.
The Dragonball characters are © to Toriyama Akira-san, Shogakun (?), FUNimation, Toei Animation, Viz Entertainment, etc.
"Ares Denetsu" in its entirety, all situations and plot devices thus far, is © to myself, referred to on-line as PallaPlease or Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.