Rating: PG still! It might range into PG13 eventually, but we're still in the safety zone!
By: Wyvern - japeena@hotmail.com Me love e-mail!
Hey minna! Ready for an exciting part 4? Oh. Too bad. *whistles and walks away* Just kidding!
I had lots of fun writing this, *cough* at 1 in the morning whilst high on Oreos, and I hope you enjoy reading it! I've taken a leetle stab at humour here, but since I'm just *dreadful* at writing it, don't go searching for a laugh, 'cause you might just miss it. BAH! ^_^;
Thanks to all of my friends! Big thank you to Megan L. Lavey for being such a sweetie, (READ HER STUFF!) and actually to Andrea (the hostess of ASMR) for being oh so patient with me and my Attachments problems! *sniff* I love you guys!
*******All standard disclaimers apply. I own none of these characters, though I like to make believe. I find sock puppets work best. Ah, those lonely nights no more! Mamo the sock is always by my side! But, Naoko Tekuchi and all that she is lady and mistress over have the *technical* rights. Che, I look past those! Ha HA! ;p***************
Annnnnnnnnd.....on with the story before my crazy little butt is sued!
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"Ami-chan? Hello?" The dead air turned into the steady beeping over the phone. She'd just hung up suddenly. Minako set the phone down and tried to call again, but the line was busy. "Weird..." she muttered.
Giving a quick glance over to the desk chair, Artemis still snoozed. She wondered for a moment whether or not she should wake him up, but decided against it. Luna might be better to ask.
Getting up from her bed, she made her way downstairs. There, in the same spot she'd been in for the last week, was Luna. She sat huddled up in the corner of the living-room. Her ruby eyes were open, but staring at nothing.
Usually, Artemis was there with her, laying up close, talking to her. Finally Minako had pulled them apart when Luna had fallen asleep, and commanded him to go eat something. On reflection, Minako decided that it was probably best they were apart for just a little while, so she had plopped the white cat down in her room and locked the door. He'd fallen asleep, and still stayed there, probably too dozy to remember his chivalrous duty. No doubt he would as soon as he'd caught up on his rest, but for now he stayed blissfully alone.
"Luna, how are you doing?" Kneeling down, she scratched behind the black cat's head, gently nuzzling it the way she knew Artemis loved. It was a cat thing she expected. "I was thinking maybe I should go over to Ami's." The cat didn't respond, but Minako had a hunch she was listening. "We were talking on the phone, when she suddenly hung up, and now the line is busy. Do you think there's a problem?"
An ear twitched slightly, but the head didn't raise from its perch on the two paws. Minako sighed and sat down fully. "I'll try the communicator." Bringing out the small pink pad, she pressed the button to call Ami. The screen came up with static instead of the perky face she had hoped for.
As an experiment, Minako tried Rei or Makoto's lines, but again there was only static. "What could this mean?" she wondered. Looking back to Luna, she got up. "I think there's something wrong. If Artemis asks, tell him I've gone over to Ami's house. I'll use the phone if there's trouble."
Quickly changing shoes and jacket, she ran out the door and down the street. Something deep inside, the same kind of alarm system that dated back to her days as Sailor V, was going off. She could feel that something was wrong. Her only hope was that she would get there in time.
~*~*~
"Guess again."
"N-nani?" Sailor Moon laughed and stood, shaking her head.
"You're so silly sometimes Ami. A complete genius, yet incredibly naive. But drop it now, okay? Lets see some Mercury!" she said cheerily. The girl moved off of the couch to stand before her.
"Usagi...what has happened to you?"
The other girl blinked. "What are you talking about? Who is this is Usagi?" Her demeanor changed to that of ridicule. "Rather silly name if you ask me."
"It's your name," Ami said quietly. Sailor Moon snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. Come on Sailor Mercury! I want to talk!"
"Doushite?"
Sailor Moon stiffened. "Fine. If you want to play it that way." In one hand she created a dark ball of energy, and tossed it from one hand to the other. "Wanna transform yet?" she said with a smile.
Ami's eyes widened, and she backed away. Quickly pulling out a small pink object, she turned to run. Sailor Moon ran forward and caught the back of her shirt, pulling her down to the floor and catching the communicator as she fell. "Ah, ah, ah!" she scolded. "We wouldn't want any of your Sailor friends bursting in on our little party, now would we?"
The girl shook with fear, slowly making her way back to an upright position. When Sailor Moon thrust the communicator at her face, she flinched, expecting it to strike. She slowly opened her eyes to a smirking face.
"Come on. I wouldn't do that!" Her face hardened and the smile vanished. "Disable it," she commanded. Ami gave a questioning look. "I said, DISABLE IT!" Moon shouted. Ami cringed and nodded, taking the communicator from her and turning it on.
Sailor Moon bounced behind her and watched what she did. "Careful now, wouldn't want to 'accidentally' contact one of the others!" she smirked, bringing the ball of energy down to hum next to the girl's ear.
With a nervous gulp, Ami punched in a few different commands into the communicator. The once black circular screen fuzzed out and became pure static. "Good job blue brain! Now," she moved around to face her again and bent down so that they were nose to nose. "Let's talk."
"A-about what?" Ami stuttered. Her trembling had lessened, but she was still obviously scared. Sailor Moon sighed warmly and wrapped an arm around the girls shoulders in an almost friendly manner.
"You know," she whispered. Ami didn't reply. With a roll of the eyes, Sailor Moon continued. "The Ginzuishou!" she laughed. "And I thought you were the smart one!"
Ami remained silent, keeping wary eyes on this stranger in her friend's body. "The Ginzuishou!" Sailor Moon said again. "I-want-the Ginzuishou!" she said happily. She stood up now, and pulled up Ami by the collar. "And I think you know where it is."
Struggling to pull away, Ami shook her head. "Give it up bubble brain!" Sailor Moon snapped, her teeth clenched. "I KNOW you know where it is!" To emphasize how serious she was, she gave the girl a little shake. "WHERE IS IT?!" she shouted.
Close to tears, Ami shook her head again then looked pleadingly into Sailor Moon's eyes. "I--I don't know!"
Scowling, she tossed her down onto the couch and pointed an accusing finger. "You're LYING! Give it to me Sailor Mercury!" She created another ball of energy between her hands. "Do it or I'll destroy you!"
"I don't...have it..." Ami sobbed, clutching her head. "Onegai! I don't...Usagi!" her voice was raising to the level of a strained scream. "USAGI!"
Sailor Moon screamed in anger and rose her hands above her head, preparing to throw the energy down to her target.
"Yamate!" Snapping her head around, Sailor Moon broke into a smile. There in the doorway was Sailor Venus.
"Hey Minako!" she said happily, clapping her hands together and dispelling the ball. "Wanna play?" The
other blonde girl stared at her in surprise, blinking in confusion.
"Usa-gi?" she asked.
Sailor Moon pulled at her pig-tails. "WHY does everyone keep CALLING ME THAT?!" she shouted.
Sailor Venus took a step forward and reached out a tentative hand. "Usagi, nani...."
"Mercury Power...Make UP!" At the shout Sailor Moon scowled and rolled her eyes.
"Kuso," she mumbled. Turning around, she faced an angry Sailor Mercury. "I *knew* I should have kept my eye on you."
"Sailor Venus," Sailor Mercury called over Moon's shoulder, "this is not Usagi."
"Oh for the love of-"
"What do you mean?" Venus asked.
"She's changed! It isn't her!"
"About time you caught on!" Sailor Moon said huffily. Turning, she took a conversational pose. "I practically had to pound that into blue's head over there," she said to Venus, jerking her thumb behind her.
Waving her arms as if physically changing the subject, Sailor Moon moved to face them both. "Anyhoo, I'm here to get the Ginzuishou. Which one of you ladies have it?"
"Nani?"
"Mo! The Gin-zui-shou....how many times do I have to-"
"We don't have it!" Mercury snapped. Sailor Moon's eyes narrowed.
"No, Usagi, we really don't," Venus added.
"Really?" Moon asked, her eyes wide and curious.
Venus nodded, taking another step closer. "Hai, really."
Putting one foot behind the other and looking down to the ground, Sailor Moon bit her lip. "Oh." She slowly lifted herself into the air, her feet leaving the floor. She rose up to the ceiling where she floated for a few moments, looking at the two gaping girls below. "Well," she started, creating another ball of energy behind her back, "I think you're LYING!" She rose it above and sent it sailing down to the ground where it exploded.
The two Senshi screamed and went flying back-wards into furniture around the room. Sailor Moon laughed and called out another orb of energy. "You guys are really sucky play-mates, you know that?"
"S-Sailor Moon," Sailor Mercury stammered, trying to pick herself up from behind the couch. Venus was breathing hard after being flown across a table and rammed into a painting that hung on the wall.
Sailor Moon sighed. "You guys still don't know who I am, do you." She was about to fade into her alter identity, when a voice spoke in her head.
"Hematite, leave it."
"Momma?" she asked, getting rid of the orb.
"Leave these two, don't waste your energy on them."
"Doushite?"
"They don't have it." Sailor Moon sighed and smacked her fore-head.
"Now what?!" she asked.
Her mood raised, she grinned and nodded her head in a brisk salute. "Hai!" Looking down, Sailor Mercury was pulling up Sailor Venus. She rose her gaze to Sailor Moon, slightly fearful, but determined. "Well! I gotta go kiddies!" Summoning her teleport, she gave a slight wave. As the smoke rose she said with a smile, "We simply *must* do this again some time!" The smoke engulfed her head and exploded in a cloud, leaving the two weary Senshi behind to attempt a collection of their wits.
~*~*~
"Just do it!"
"Gimme a break Mako-chan."
"Come on! Just give it a tap!" Rei sighed and set down her drink. Using that hand, she flicked the straw once with her index finger. Nothing happened, except her nail felt sore. "Harder!" A few minutes ago, Makoto had remembered a trick she'd learned as a kid, and was all too eager to show it too her friend.
You apparently took a straw and wound the two ends around in your hands until one tight little piece of straw was all that was left exposed. "This is ridiculous!" Rei scolded.
"Oh, shut-up and flick!" Grumbling, Rei gave it another try, and this time the piece of straw snapped with a loud 'pop' in Makoto's fingers. She smiled. "That was a good one! Not as good as the straws down at school though. The thicker the straws the better you know. And the ones you can get at the pop machines with those plum drinks are the best!"
"You're nuts Mako-chan," Rei said blandly, picking up her drink and downing the last of it.
"Nah. I'm just hyper right now for some reason."
"I think it was all that chocolate cake you stuffed your face with." Makoto smiled and bounced slightly in her seat.
"Cake! It was good I like cake especially the cake here in fact I think I'll go get more cake! Cake cake cake!" With that she stood up out of her chair and practically skipped over to the dessert counter. Rei sweat-dropped.
"She's going to be bouncing off the walls for a week." A dark feeling suddenly whispered at her senses, bringing her head around to look at the doors of the cafeteria. It had been merely a breeze of a feeling, but it was slightly familiar. At first she wondered if she should try and root it out, but the feeling had gone as quickly as it had come, and there was no way to track it.
Pushing it to the back of mind, Rei got up out of her seat. With a sigh she turned around to see Makoto giving an intensely happy thank you to the cashier and coming back with just about the whole chocolate cake. "You better share!" Rei called.
Looking up with a grin, Makoto pulled out two forks. "Yeah, yeah."
~*~*~
"Blech," Hematite grimaced. "I don't like hospitals. Needles are here." For a second she wondered how she knew she didn't like them, since she had never seen one, but it was dismissed.
She had teleported into the main waiting hall, behind a large plant. After trying to squeeze her way around it, she finally decided that it would be easier for a child. So now a four year-old Hematite walked down the halls, trying to feel out the high power level of the Ginzuishou.
At first, she couldn't feel anything, not a single tug on her senses. She was starting to worry that she had not learned out to find it properly, when there was a tiny pull upwards. She was standing in front of an elevator, the two shiny metal doors spanning ominously above the small girl.
She reached to press the up button, but found she couldn't span the distance. Sticking her toungue out, she made a little leap. Unfortunately, she was still unable to hit the button, no matter how much she flailed around or how much of an effort she made.
Fuming, Hematite began to consider dropping her guise and growing into a nice TALL fourteen, when there was a light tap on her shoulder. Turning around, a warm face smiled at her. He crouched down, showing off his hospital ID. A nurse of the pediatric ward. "Great," Hematite thought inwardly. "Just great."
"Are you lost little one?" he asked. She shook her head."
"Iie."
"Well, where are you trying to go?"
Pointing up to the button she said, "I need to take the elelator to see my mommy."
"Where is your family?"
"With my mommy." Bowing her head and fiddling with her dress, she said, "I went to the bafwoom, and then got into the elelator and now I wanna go back upstaiws." He looked slightly unconvinced, so she brought out the big guns. Her eyes grew huge, and distinctly puppy-like. "Pwease mistew, would you push da button fow me?"
"Sure, and I'll make sure you get back up to your mommy's right away."
"Kuso!" she swore. She snapped her eyes open at the slip and looked back at him. He gaped down, his mouth wide enough to fit a lemon.
"Nani?!" he asked.
"Nani?" she mirrored, but with a much more innocent lilt. She blinked innocently a few times, doing her best to look completely ignorant of why he was so surprised. With a shake of his head, the nurse pressed the button and mumbled something about "too much over-time." After a few moments, the door 'dinged' and opened. A few people got out, leaving the inside empty.
Hematite reached up and took a firm hold of his pant sleeve, then walked into the elevator with him. When the doors closed, she let go and grew to four-teen. The man standing beside her screamed and backed away. "Oh shush," she said with a wave of the hand. She looked over and pressed the button for the next floor.
Pulling the nurse close to her face, she looked deeply into his eyes. "You're going to get off at the next floor." Her voice was monotone and soft, his breathing slowed.
"I'm going to get off at the next floor," he repeated.
"And you're not going to remember any of this."
"I won't remember this." She smiled and was about to let him go, when a mischievous thought struck.
"And the first person you see, you will passionately kiss."
"Kiss passionately."
She rolled her eyes. "Good enough." The doors opened and she let him go. He walked stiffly out of the elevator and into the halls, running into one of the other male doctors who was reading off of a clip board.
Hematite could barely hold in a laugh as the door closed with the sight of papers flying and the sound of a muffled shout. She sighed happily. "I love my work."
~*~*~
"Iie, iie, iie....mo, where IS it?" After a bit of searching, Hematite had finally decided which floor the high power level was coming from. At first it had felt like the floor one, where she had started. She'd released a groan in the elevator at the thought of going through that whole deal with the nurse for nothing, when a stronger pull had come from the sixth floor.
Now she walked down the halls, at the age of seven, poking her 'power sensing feelers' into each room. So far, there was nothing. Standing still, she focused. There it was, just a few rooms ahead. It didn't feel like the Ginzuishou though.
Sighing, she opened her eyes. "What else would it be?" she wondered. The girl's curiosity had been piqued. It wasn't what she had been looking for perhaps, but it deserved an investigation none-the-less. "Let's have a little look-see."
At the door of the room where the pull was the strongest, she poked her head in and drew in a breath. "Whoa momma!" Sliding into the room, she softly closed the door behind her. Giving a glance around the room, she grew to four-teen and walked over to the bed.
The most beautiful person she had ever seen lay on the pale sheets. His ebony hair was as dark as she could have ever desired, the beautiful bangs falling over a light shade of smooth almond skin. The slightly pointed face was soft and innocent in sleep, but also gave off the impression of a strong spirit.
Powerful arms came from the light green hospital smock, the rest of his body covered. The paper thin bed- sheets covered just up to his waist. Her eyes trailed down to his mid-section, where it bulged out slightly. She wrinkled her nose in distaste. "Oh don't tell me he's got a pot-belly!" Snapping her fingers, the smock disappeared.
The source of the bulge was a thick layer of bandage tied around his stomach. "Is that why you're in here?" she asked quietly. Laying a hand on it, she felt the angry wound pulsing red beneath the bandage. A small thrill shot up her spine at the feel of it. Grinning slightly, she removed her hand and shook her head. "That's a doozy."
Looking up his body she could see part of his chest around the fabric, and what was displayed boasted a sculptured physique. Running down, her eyes came into contact with the bed cover. It was all that was left to hide him. She bit her lip, sorely tempted...not even sure why she hadn't removed it already. "Bah," she snapped her fingers and the smock reappeared. Leaning in close to his face, she smiled. "I'll wait until I'm shown willingly." She giggled and bit her toungue. "Eeeecchi!"
With a sigh she sat down in the chair next to the bed. He sure was handsome. Even around the I.V. injected into his arm, which usually gave her the willies, she felt drawn to him. "Probably his abnormally high power level," one part of her thought. But another part spoke up, saying: "Iie, it's something else."
"Well whatever it is," she said, throwing her hands up in the air, "I like it!" Standing, she moved over and sat on the edge of the bed. "I wish I could take you home with me," she whispered. Her hand itched to touch him, but for some reason she fought it off.
Leaning in close, she gave quick kiss to his nose and sighed. "Gotta go!" She smiled and teleported out. "I'll be back though."
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DUN DUN DUN!!!
Since I don't *believe* I used many new Japanese words, I won't re-list them. But, I will just jar your memories with:
Mo= Geez!
Daijobu? = Are you all right?
Doushite? = Why?
Ecchi (You saw it as Eeeeecchi) = Perverted/Dirty
I used the first two quite a lot, and wanted to make sure nobody out there will cancel out of this thinking, "Why does everyone keep mooing?" MO!
Thanks for reading!
Suki da yo minna! *~.^V*
~Wyvern