A.N.: I've had some complaints about how my story has been going. For the truth of the matter, I myself was surprised at the turning points. Still, is chapter 17 really that awful? Many of you say its freaky and what on earth was I writing. -_- Although, I don't like flames very mucho, I appreciate all your feedback, and you must realize that besides meeting my reader's standards, I also have to surpass mine. Therefore, if this story hasn't been going where you would like, I would love for you to leave me a note on HOW you would like this story to go. You don't have to go into details. If there are some changes you would like, some ideas, some encouragements, etc…by all means email me at aznjo87@hotmail.com, AIM me at aznjo87, or just leave a lovely review. PS: Lately, I've been surfing and I found two people already using my story as there's. If you see any please tell me. Also if you would like my story up on your site, just email me! I would be more then happy to give you my consent.
When Sunlight meets Moonlight
Chapter 18: Ready!
" Raye?" Kyra said tentively, as she pushed open the door. Placing the key Raye had given her in her purse, Kyra sidestepped some piles of dirty laundry and knocked softly on Raye's bedroom door. A cough was heard.
" Kyra?" a voice replied weakly.
" Raye?" Kyra's eyes widened as she felt worry flow through her veins. She quickly turned the knob on the door.
Light from the window streamed across the otherwise dark room. White light spilled across the blood red sheets and across a frail figure lying in bed. The air was filled with a strong indescribable essence. The room was clean besides the trashcan near the bed filled with tissues and a vague smell of food that had once been in the body.
" Where were you? Are you okay? The ball is almost over. But your plan worked. Serena and Darien split up. I don't know what's up with Amy though." Kyra added thoughtfully.
" My plan?" Raye's red eyes pulled wide open. " Oh, Kyra." Raye whispered. " You must have been mistaken. I didn't go on with my plans."
" What?" Kyra yelped in disbelief.
" I've been sick since…well for awhile. The doctor says it is stress. So this afternoon, I sat in bed, meditating, trying to clear out everything in my mind. I realized how I acted and I felt awful. Suddenly, after noting my mistakes and receiving my consequences, my body felt lighter. Then everything came crashing down as I remembered my plans for tonight. All that stress must have brought on the sickness, I've been trying to avoid." Raye explained, eyes closed and hands clasped on top of her stomach. Raye opened her eyes slowly in confusion. " Is everything okay Kyra?" she asked, seeing Kyra's pale face.
" Oh, fine Raye." Kyra put up a false smile that she knew Raye wouldn't notice in the dark room. " Want me to make you some soup?"
" Soup, would be fine. Although to warn you…I haven't been keeping anything down." Raye patted her stomach lightly.
" I know." Kyra wrinkled her nose comically. " I'll be back soon with soup." She promised, as she touched Raye's over warm hand and left the room.
" If it's not Raye, then who was it?" Kyra considered thoughtfully, as she took out a can of chicken noodle soup from the cupboard.
The sound was so loud it was as if everything was on mute besides her fast pacing heart. Amy looked up at the star filled sky, wishing with all her heart that she was anywhere but where she was. Doing some quick calculations in her head, Amy glanced at Ken in the driver's seat in front of her. She struggled slightly against the binds on her wrists and legs. Trying to lick her dry lips, covered with a white gag, Amy stared at the lonely boy in front of her.
" She loves me, she loves me not." Ken droned in his head. He pulled the petals off the roses he would give to Lita. " Oh, how did I get into this mess?" he thought with anguish as he listlessly began to pull the petals off another rose.
" Mmpen?" Ken heard from the back of the car.
"Oh, sorry Amy." Ken said softly as he pulled the gag away from her mouth. With a sigh, he tossed the white cloth onto the passenger seat. " Did I mention how sorry I am?" Ken chuckled in despair.
Amy smiled miserably. " Yes. You still won't change your mind?" she asked, hopefully.
Ken sat back without another word, but a thoughtful expression crossed his face. Looking at the roses and the black box in his hand, Ken made the decision in one second flat. He turned back towards Amy, with a knife gleaming in his hand.
" Run Mina, run." The blonde encouraged herself, she ran up the steps to Serena's balcony. Knocking softly on the glass doors, she gave a quick wave as a dark figure went to open it.
" Mmmph! Mmmmp!" Serena tried to warn the blonde as she stepped into the room. Serena was tied to the bedpost with a red gag in her mouth.
Mina stepped into the moonlight and flicked on the light. " Gosh, its dark in here Serena." She chirped out with a smile. She didn't skip a beat as she saw Serena tied up to the bedpost. Nor did she seem surprised as she felt a hand on her shoulder. " Hello mother." Mina drawled out, as she turned to face Angie Ireland.
Amy's eyes widened. Her mouth dropped open as if her jaw muscles have been removed.
Ken smiled innocently. " What? You don't want me to undo those binds? Are you really that talented that you can walk with those binds on?" he grinned.
Amy breathed in relief. " Whew. No, I'm sorry to say I'm not THAT talented." She gave him a small smile.
Once Amy was freed, she crawled into the passenger seat. Right before she sat down Ken snatched the roses from under her. Feeling some bumps, Amy tossed the white gag on the floor and pulled a black box. Before Ken could say anything, Amy snapped the box open. Glittering right in front of her eyes, was a gold ring twined into a heart." Wow." Amy whispered.
Ken reached over quickly, and snapped the box so suddenly Amy almost had no time to pull her fingers free.
" Ready to go?" Ken smiled.
" Ready." Amy grinned back confidently.
To be Cont'd…. Please read my AN above. ( Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon and its characters.)
