Lazy
Day
Lazy old day
Rolling away
Dreaming the day away…
Usagi stared up at the sky. He
wavering blonde hair spilled out over the grass, freed from its usual tight
balls and twin ponytails. It seemed
like she'd been doing that a lot. Staring
up at the sky, clouds taking shapes in her mind.
Sometimes, she'd be lucky enough to have one of the other girls join
her in her sky gazing, but that was rare, as she only did it when there was no
one who COULD accompany her.
Lazy days came by the dozens now, it seemed.
Days where she laid on this grassy patch, listening to the wind rustle
through the trees, and feeling the same wind playing with the loose ends of her
skirts and shirts. There had
been a lot in her life that had forced her to grow up…
but it seemed until the forcing had stopped, she wouldn't allow it.
There was much she had learned, and she was so pure of heart, a lot of it
came naturally… But now, it all
seemed… like a dream.
One year
since high school graduation.
Two years
since her Mamo-chan's return.
Three years
since Galaxia and Chaos.
Four years
since Chibiusa made herself known…
Five long
years… since she reclaimed the role of Princess Selenity.
Five years
since she had started wishing she were just a normal teenager again.
Five years, since life had been turned upside down, shaking all about,
and spit back out in her face…
Only now
had that stir begin to settle, the flurry begin to calm…
and days like these, were what any college freshman would want.
What every day, she had longed for.
This, was what she wanted.
Or was it?
Don't want to go
Now that I'm in the flow
Crazy amazing day
Did she
really miss being SailorMoon?
Yes. A part of her said she did.
There was
something amazingly gratifying in the fact that you were helping the world –
the universe – on a level no one else could.
Not that she was a glory hog. No.
She loved the feeling of giving.
Did she
miss Chibiusa? Yes… who wouldn't miss their own daughter?
It was a strange feeling though. Considering,
Chibiusa had not yet even been born. It
was enough to send a person over the edge insane trying to figure everything
out.
Usagi could
feel the tiny blade of grass tickling her skin as a light breeze picked up.
The cherry blossom tree rained down some of their pale, beautiful pink
petals, releasing them to the open, wild breeze.
Usagi felt
like them. She was like the Cherry
Blossoms. Swept into the wind, blown to who-knows-where as the world turns
beneath them. The wind was
like her past. Her powers.
Her destiny, rise to meet her, and take her wherever it is destiny leads.
Yes, she
concluded, as the sun slowly began to disappear over the western horizon, she
was like the cherry blossoms.
Slowly, her
beloved clouds were replaced by shimmering stars.
She had missed dinner. She
already knew that, and her stomach was reminding her of that.
Okaasan would be worried. She
knew that too. But college was
demanding, and she needed her alone time. Surely,
they would understand.
Slowly, she
sat up, stretching her tight and creaky limbs.
A quick hand dug into her purse determined that she hadn't the money to
take the bus home. She sighed,
regretting the snack she had spent the needed money on.
She tucked a long of her extremely long blonde hair behind her ear.
Eventually, she clambered to her feet, her skin positively glowing in the
light of the moon. She glanced at the streets, with only the occasional car
whizzing by in the dark night. Usagi
smoothed her skirt, and slowly walked the pathway of the empty park.
The fountains were no longer flowing as they did during the day, and
vendors were closed down, and only the streetlights in the short distance acted
as her guides.
Heels
clicking against pavement, she moved down the street, very aware that she would
be walking home. She once
again searched the inside of her purse, seeing if by chance she hadn't
possibly overlooked the yen by mistake.
But there
was nothing. She withdrew her hand,
and smiled as her ring caught the moonlight.
The stone on her finger glimmered almost as brightly as her treasured
Ginzuishou. But it meant oh so much more. She
was promised to her true love. The
one she would live with. The one
she would bare children with… the one she would watch over the universe
with…
The one
whose dwelling she was slowly approaching.
Usagi
clenched her hand over the locket on her chest.
She still wore it. The
eternal compact. And why not?
Everyone was used to seeing it, and it was the only way to guard the Ginzuishou
at all times.
It hadn't
been used in three years.
Usagi
stopped on the corner, pushing the crosswalk button.
There were no cars in the street, but she decided not to take her
chances. She absentmindedly tapped
her toe, waiting for the light change. Completely
unexpected, a set of hands clamped down onto her shoulders.
She cringed, and tried to pull away from the hands.
"You will
be mine," A deep voice said.
Usagi
whirled around, expecting to find a man in a coat, or a stalker of some sort. She was appalled to find her attacker was a tall, bald man,
with strangely long limbs, and red skin. Usagi
screamed, and fled across the sidewalk, with the monster in hot pursuit.
Usagi wrenched the locket from her chest, and prayed for this to be the
answer she needed.
"MOON
ETERNAL, MAKE-UP!"
In that
instant, a light burst forth from the recharged locket, engulfing her body in
light, ribbons, and a flurry of tiny white feathers.
Triple-layered miniskirt replaced her long blue one, tight white bodysuit
replacing her blouse, and gloves forming snuggly to her hands.
White wings of an unknown material burst from the base of her spine.
And it all completed, when her hair pulled it's long waves up into her
signature odango styles, a tiny golden crescent moon appearing over her third
eye.
"Ai to
seigi no, serra fuku bishojou senshi! Eternal Sailor Moon! Tsukini kawatte,
Oshioki yo!"
The
monster's luminous eyes widened, in disbelief of the site before him.
She radiated purity in it's strongest from, her aura crackling with
renewed spirit and strength. Then,
the creature let out a long shriek batting a long arm tipped with razor sharp
nails. Sailormoon staggered back,
and jumped up, over the top of the creatures head.
He screeched, taking yet another swing at the sailor clad young woman.
She screeched as well when the nails cut through her side, and she hit
the cement. Not the reactions she had expected of herself.
Sailormoon clutched a hand to her bleeding side, staring up at the
creature. She extended her hand,
willing the tier to come into existence. But
before the wand could appear, The red demon blasted her with a giant beam of
light. She screamed at the top of
her lungs, skiddering back along street.
It hurt to
breath. Every breath she took sent
stabs of pain through her sides and back. Clutching
one hand to her side, she extended the other out, a very familiar tier forming
in her hands. With a smile, and
without the usually twirls and spins, she lifted the tier over her head.
"Silver
moon, crystal power, KISS!"
Silver
light burst from the very tip of the wand, shining overpower burning light in
the creatures eyes. He screamed in
agony, fighting against the light that was tearing him to shreads.
Much to Sailormoons horror, the red skin began to melt away from his
skeletal structure, dripping away like melted wax from a candle.
The screams that reached her ears were those of excruciating pain without
end. The melted skin hissed and ate
away at the streets pavement when it made contact.
Clouds of smoked from the acid-like substance swirled up around the
creature, covering him from view just as the last bit of skin dripped from the
rotted, yellow skeleton.
Sailormoon
still sat on the street pavement, trembling in confusion in fear while the smoke
began to die down. Her vice grip on
the tier threatening to snap it in half.
When the
smoke had completely cleared, all that remained was a pile of ash, with a dimly
glowing, curvaceous stone floating over the remains.
It flickered, the remains of the light slowly dying.
"N…Nani?"
Sailormoon mumbled, stepping closer to the stone.
"I'm
sorry…" A voice as quiet as the wind touched her ears, and the light in the
stone died completely. And then, it
fell to the ground with a soft clank.
The ashes
blown away by the late night winds, Sailormoon scooped up the dull black stone,
the feeling of a vanished life resting in her gloved hands.
Fear filled her heart, and stuck in her throat.
Slowly, her fuku melted away, replaced again by her normal clothes.
The odango's tumbled loose, her hair falling down in waves over her
shoulders.
"…What
have I done? …What… just happened?"
One red balloon
Floats to the moon
Just let it fly away…
I only know
That I'm longing to go
Back to my lazy day
BAM. BAM.
That was the sound coming from somewhere in the living room of Mamoru's
apartment. He sat up in his bed,
running his hand through his tussled black hair.
What was that sound?
BAMBAMBAM.
The door?
BAMABAMBAM.
"Hai…
I'm coming," He groaned, standing up and moving to the door.
Along the
way, he caught site of the clock on the wall.
3:00 AM.
BAMBAMBAM.
"I said
I'm coming."
Mamoru
gripped the doorknob, about ready to pull it open.
But just before he did, he glanced through the tiny peeps hole. Blonde hair and blue eyes stared back, and Mamoru pulled open
the door.
"Usako?!"
Usagi
looked up at her boyfriend, tears filling her eyes.
"Mamo-chan…I'm…I…"
She held
out the blackened stone.
He felt it
too. Like there was a life missing
from this stone.
"Usako,
what is this? What have you been doing."
"Mamo-chan,
I think I …" she sniffled, tears running down her face, "I think I killed
an innocent person!"
Mamoru
ushered Usagi into the room, and allowed her to sob on his shoulder.
And how it sings and how it sighs
And how it never stays
And how it rings and how it cries
And how it sails away... away... away....
Authors
Notes: Bad? I know. Horrid? Probably. Although,
this gives me an idea for an opening to a series…^^ Anyone interested in
seeing that? R+R?
