Boys
Don't Cry
Sean felt the vibrations in his pocket become more urgent. He felt like smacking his forehead; this couldn't have come at a worse time.
"Hey, Darien, you go on without me. I'll catch up to you," said Sean.
"But you don't know where study group is," countered Darien.
"Tell me the room number. I'll find it," Sean said, apparently unruffled.
"It's in the library. See you there."
"Right," Sean said, waving him off
as he walked away. Once outside of
Azabu's double doors, Sean took off into a dead run. Once he found an empty alleyway, he took out his pocket watch, and
then opened it. He gazed at the small,
gleaming white crystal that was inside for a moment, then held it above his
head and yelled "Moon Crystal Power!" In that dark alleyway, the Azabu school uniform fell away and was
replaced by a small, body hugging outfit.
"Geez," thought Serena, brushing a strand of hair off her shoulder. "This gender-bending is exhausting!" Still, it felt good to be Sailor Moon again, she reflected as her instincts led her to the attack. It was nice to feel the wind blowing through her hair, to have the weight of her twin odangos on her head, and to hear her boots clatter against the pavement.
Her feet took her to a small building in downtown Tokyo. "That's the new drug store that opened yesterday," thought Serena. She shook her head. Last time, it had been a new jewelery store, the time before that, a recently built restaurant. Couldn't the Dark Moon come up with an original plan?
She pushed open the door, trying her best to look dynamic. "Freeze, ugly!" she yelled.
At first, Sailor Moon couldn't see anything except thick, cold fog. "Mercury's attack," she thought. As the fog cleared, she saw a huge, ugly monster that could only be described as a "thing." The thing was shaped like a giant pill bottle, with a pill for its head and syringes as arms and legs. It froze momentarily not knowing what to make of this new development. Mercury was standing behind it, and Mars stood on its right, her hands held together in preparation for her fireball. Venus was twelve feet in front of it, muscles tensed and ready to pounce. "I am Droido Placebus. What's it to you, Moon Brat?" the monster sneered.
"You terrorize people in need of medicine who just want to be healthy. This won't be forgiven. In the name of the Moon, I will punish you!"
"Sailor Moon!" yelled Jupiter, who had just broken down the door in her haste to get inside.
"Is it really you?" asked Mars.
"It's been awhile," said Mercury.
"I've missed you, girl," said Venus.
"There's no time for that!" yelled Sailor Moon impatiently. The other four senshi gasped; they weren't used to their leader being so harsh. She positioned herself at a forty-five degree angle in front of Placebus. She raised her scepter high and yelled "Moon princess elimination!" Moments later, the creature was vaporized.
Seeing that the monstrosity had been taken care of, Sailor Moon pivoted on her heel and started to walk away. As much as she wanted to see her friends, she just wasn't ready to face them yet.
"Hey, wait a minute," said Jupiter, putting her hands on her hips. "Where are you going?"
Sailor Moon stopped in her tracks. With all the strength she could muster, she grit out "Don't follow me."
"Don't shut us out, Sailor Moon," said Mercury.
"Is this about…him?"
asked Venus.
"Ve-NUS!" said Mars,
elbowing her in the ribs.
Sailor Moon turned
around. "Yeah. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I know what I'm doing." With that, she ran down the street in search of an alleyway. She was grateful that she was in the city,
where alleys were plentiful. Once in
the alley, she de-transformed. She
looked at the setting sun, and judging by the lengthening shadows, study group
had long since ended.
It wasn't long before
she ran into a tall, hard object. (AN:
I'll give you three guesses.) "Serena," he breathed.
"DAMMIT!" thought Serena. She cursed herself mentally for having forgotten to use the Luna
pen. Wanting to look up, but fearing an
icy glare, Serena looked down at the ground, saying only, "Darien."
Acting against every
instinct, Serena pushed past him. "Excuse me. I must be going."
Darien could only
watch, his pulse pounding in his ears, as Serena sprinted away into the
sunset. Every bone in his body told him
to go after her, take her in his arms and whisk her away, but he didn't. It took all of his willpower to plant his
feet in the asphalt, watching her walking, no, running, away. Away from him.
It was hard for
Serena to see past the tears that blurred her vision. Still, she ran, praying that he wouldn't follow her but wishing
he would. She went into the elevator,
thankful that it was empty. She had to
become Sean again, for the apartment was in his name. Serena raised the Luna pen into the air and said, "Make me into
Sean Baker." The command was whispered,
but obeyed just the same. Her small
body stretched upwards, gaining muscle, filling out the forgotten uniform.
Sean shook his blazer
and stepped off the elevator. As
casually as possible, he took his keys out of his pocket and slipped into the
apartment. He let out a huge breath and
de-transformed.
Barely able to stand by her own power, Serena sank to her knees on the carpet, emotionally and physically exhausted. Serena walked over to the bathroom, dragging her feet the whole way. She turned the tap until it produced lukewarm water, then poured in her favorite bubble bath. As the bubbles rose, she immersed herself in the tepid, foamy waters. She sighed; it had been a very long day.