The Friendship Saga
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or their likeness from Sailor Moon, etc, etc.
Author's note: Welcome to the friendship saga, due to the popularity of my previous two stories involving Makoto and an original character, Shimoto, I have decided to make an ongoing set of stories which follows their lives together.
Warning: There will most likely be lemon included in the stories with a yuri coupling. It could also get dark and depressing but that's only if their lives lead that way. Oh how lovely it is to have such power. ^_~
I dedicate this story to 'Shimoto', the love of my life and my inspiration.
Chapter 3
Anybody can make a few major mistakes in their life, sometimes ending in disaster whilst other times they can be pushed aside and noted as 'learning experiences'. Some, however, permanently scar the soul and heart, making it very hard to move on and causing a person to be stuck in the past and tied down by feelings.
Makoto was not stuck in the past but was very much tied down by her feelings. After a few days of guilt, regret, hurt and bargaining with herself she finally decided it was time to face her fears and pull herself out of the trench she had dug herself. The weight on her heart made it very hard to pull herself out of any sort of depression but she did it not only for herself but because Shimoto needed her friendship. Finally realising she couldn't feel sorry for herself forever she contacted Shimoto, asking how she was and pretending she was close to some form of normality. Over the next few nights, Shimoto would phone and the two would talk about their lives and how the day had gone. The occasional 'I miss you' would slip into the conversation, which sometimes made it harder to talk.
One night, Makoto sat reading a short romantic story she had picked up just to occupy her mind and pass the time. The phone rang, making her jump slightly. She put the book down and made her way, lethargically, towards her bedroom where she picked up the receiver. It was Shimoto calling, at the usual time, to see how Makoto was. She had a friend around and somehow that bothered Makoto. It wasn't jealousy, she was sure of that but she felt that it should have been her there, as she usually would have been. She had neglected their friendship because of her petty feelings.
Makoto listened to what Shimoto had to say, interjecting into the conversation from time to time. Shimoto actually sounded happy. This struck Makoto like a physical blow and she realised her decision may have been a reasonable one after all. If Shimoto could adjust to the circumstances then Makoto was damned if she would be left behind with her heart in the gutter. The two said their goodbyes and Makoto sat, thinking, after replacing the receiver.
She still felt miserable, no matter how hard she tried to move on. She believed she would never truly get over Shimoto but knew that they'd always be friends, even though she wanted more than that. 'Why does it have to be so hard?' she thought, standing and walking back through to the lounge. She picked the book up and stared blankly at the pages. After deciding she would get no more reading done that night, she closed the book and placed it aside. She went back through to her bedroom and undressed for bed. As she lay in the darkness, she thought of what she would do with her life now it had been turned upside down. She would move away, go to college, phone her friends, especially Shimoto and finish her course. But then what? She had no idea whether she would get a job or not or where she would move on to. She wanted to come back home. 'Home.' She thought. 'What is home?' She remembered the old saying. "Home is where the heart is." If that were the case, she would come back to Shimoto, for that's whom she felt she belonged with.
Makoto thought over their relationship, what had begun such a friendship? It had been a mental attraction, they had become closer and Makoto believed she had found her soul mate. She missed the physical intimacy now and probably always would but it was the closeness of their souls that had brought them together. She was absolutely sure she could go on, knowing they still had that and they'd always be there for each other.
Shimoto was now alone. Without companionship, she was left to think the thoughts she had been trying to evade for most of the day. The things that haunted her most were her fears, something she had never been able to escape and as of yet, overcome. What was she afraid of? She feared losing the best friendship of her life with Makoto, she feared what others would think of her if they knew about Makoto and her, she feared the prejudices of society and letting people down, especially her parents. She was sure her parents would not approve of a relationship with another female. That was putting it lightly. She couldn't bear to let them down.
Shimoto lay on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. She and Makoto were very different from one another but they shared so much. They weren't just close physically, but on a friendship level she had never had someone know her as well as Makoto did. She didn't want to lose Makoto and that friendship.
She screwed her eyes shut, trying to block out the thoughts. The blackness of dreams would only bring more images of her sub conscious thoughts and she didn't look forward to that.
Ending thoughts: I wrote this chapter reflecting on my thoughts of last night. I'm having severe problems coping with my loss and writing this actually hopes. What would you guys like to see in the next chapter? I have no ideas what the next chapter will contain because it hasn't happened yet! Hopefully it'll be happier. ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or their likeness from Sailor Moon, etc, etc.
Author's note: Welcome to the friendship saga, due to the popularity of my previous two stories involving Makoto and an original character, Shimoto, I have decided to make an ongoing set of stories which follows their lives together.
Warning: There will most likely be lemon included in the stories with a yuri coupling. It could also get dark and depressing but that's only if their lives lead that way. Oh how lovely it is to have such power. ^_~
I dedicate this story to 'Shimoto', the love of my life and my inspiration.
Chapter 3
Anybody can make a few major mistakes in their life, sometimes ending in disaster whilst other times they can be pushed aside and noted as 'learning experiences'. Some, however, permanently scar the soul and heart, making it very hard to move on and causing a person to be stuck in the past and tied down by feelings.
Makoto was not stuck in the past but was very much tied down by her feelings. After a few days of guilt, regret, hurt and bargaining with herself she finally decided it was time to face her fears and pull herself out of the trench she had dug herself. The weight on her heart made it very hard to pull herself out of any sort of depression but she did it not only for herself but because Shimoto needed her friendship. Finally realising she couldn't feel sorry for herself forever she contacted Shimoto, asking how she was and pretending she was close to some form of normality. Over the next few nights, Shimoto would phone and the two would talk about their lives and how the day had gone. The occasional 'I miss you' would slip into the conversation, which sometimes made it harder to talk.
One night, Makoto sat reading a short romantic story she had picked up just to occupy her mind and pass the time. The phone rang, making her jump slightly. She put the book down and made her way, lethargically, towards her bedroom where she picked up the receiver. It was Shimoto calling, at the usual time, to see how Makoto was. She had a friend around and somehow that bothered Makoto. It wasn't jealousy, she was sure of that but she felt that it should have been her there, as she usually would have been. She had neglected their friendship because of her petty feelings.
Makoto listened to what Shimoto had to say, interjecting into the conversation from time to time. Shimoto actually sounded happy. This struck Makoto like a physical blow and she realised her decision may have been a reasonable one after all. If Shimoto could adjust to the circumstances then Makoto was damned if she would be left behind with her heart in the gutter. The two said their goodbyes and Makoto sat, thinking, after replacing the receiver.
She still felt miserable, no matter how hard she tried to move on. She believed she would never truly get over Shimoto but knew that they'd always be friends, even though she wanted more than that. 'Why does it have to be so hard?' she thought, standing and walking back through to the lounge. She picked the book up and stared blankly at the pages. After deciding she would get no more reading done that night, she closed the book and placed it aside. She went back through to her bedroom and undressed for bed. As she lay in the darkness, she thought of what she would do with her life now it had been turned upside down. She would move away, go to college, phone her friends, especially Shimoto and finish her course. But then what? She had no idea whether she would get a job or not or where she would move on to. She wanted to come back home. 'Home.' She thought. 'What is home?' She remembered the old saying. "Home is where the heart is." If that were the case, she would come back to Shimoto, for that's whom she felt she belonged with.
Makoto thought over their relationship, what had begun such a friendship? It had been a mental attraction, they had become closer and Makoto believed she had found her soul mate. She missed the physical intimacy now and probably always would but it was the closeness of their souls that had brought them together. She was absolutely sure she could go on, knowing they still had that and they'd always be there for each other.
Shimoto was now alone. Without companionship, she was left to think the thoughts she had been trying to evade for most of the day. The things that haunted her most were her fears, something she had never been able to escape and as of yet, overcome. What was she afraid of? She feared losing the best friendship of her life with Makoto, she feared what others would think of her if they knew about Makoto and her, she feared the prejudices of society and letting people down, especially her parents. She was sure her parents would not approve of a relationship with another female. That was putting it lightly. She couldn't bear to let them down.
Shimoto lay on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. She and Makoto were very different from one another but they shared so much. They weren't just close physically, but on a friendship level she had never had someone know her as well as Makoto did. She didn't want to lose Makoto and that friendship.
She screwed her eyes shut, trying to block out the thoughts. The blackness of dreams would only bring more images of her sub conscious thoughts and she didn't look forward to that.
Ending thoughts: I wrote this chapter reflecting on my thoughts of last night. I'm having severe problems coping with my loss and writing this actually hopes. What would you guys like to see in the next chapter? I have no ideas what the next chapter will contain because it hasn't happened yet! Hopefully it'll be happier. ^_^