Untitled: Sailor Moon/Fushigi Yuugi Crossover
Chapter Four
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Konan Palace
Usagi, glanced at the young emperor and quickly returned her gaze back onto her plate, embarrassed. Of all the people to insult, she had to pick the most important man in Konan. ~Well, he didn't seemed mad~ She sighed as she bit into a dumpling, it wasn't her fault all those history films, gave her the wrong impression. ~Last time I watch Mulan!~ Usagi, looked around, and frowned. This whole dinner affair was beyond boring! The emperor's advisors were busy discussing wedding arrangements with who was suppose to be, her royal advisor, Setsuna. Hotohori, even voiced his opinion on some details. No one had even ask her opinions, much less looked her way. "Bakas," she muttered, grabbing another dumpling, "treat me like I'm not here...hmph! I don't even like the emperor."
"Usagi-hime..."
"Usagi-chan." Usagi, corrected automatically. Realizing, what she done, she blushed, and looked down at her plate, Usagi, was beginning to think it was a lovely dish. Here, didn't they have strict social conducts? Following the rules and such, were never her strong point. Nor did they keep her attention for long. ~I wondered if they have chicken fried rice? maybe its not invent yet...~ She reached for another dumpling.
"Very well, " Hotohori, replied, focusing his attention on her. She seemed very displeased with something, "Usagi-chan, did you just say something?"
"Ne?" Usagi looked up, her cheeks swollen like a squirrel holding nuts. She nervously swallowed the food. "Well..." Hotohori, amused, nodded for her to continue Taking a deep breath, she let it all out, "Idontwannamarryou!!!" Her blushed deepen at the blank stares given at her statement.
"Will you repeat that, Usagi?" Hotohori, was pretty sure he caught what she said the first time, but he want to be sure. Ignoring, his slightly bruised ego, He egged her on, "Perhaps more slowly, this time."
"I don't want to marry you."
The statement effectively silenced everyone dining on the feast, made in honor of the engagement. Usagi, was positive, she was red as Hotohori's robes, as all eyes were focused on her. Female courtiers, stared at her as though she was mad, for not wanting to marry the young and handsome emperor. The council look at her in shock as though her statement was pure insanity. In their eyes, Usagi was backing out of a royal treaty, instead of marriage. Hotohori, just looked thoughtful.
"G-gomen!" Usagi exclaimed, shakily, disliking the tension, she'd created. "B-but I don't love him! or know him!" All continued to stare. "...I don't mean to make anyone upset. But I would really like to marry someone I love... who loves me...one day. I'm so sorry!" She finished in a strangled wail, her head bowed.
Hotohori, watched as, Usagi, nervously tugged on her sleeves, and returned her blue gaze to her plate. She honestly didn't mean harm, it was written clearly her eyes. Usagi, expressed his feelings, along with hers perfectly, but with major difference. Hotohori, knew his position as emperor, he understood the dealings of the treaty with Nekonlong, and he knew his duty to his people. Usagi, was only a princess, a young one at that, slowly learning of her duty to her own people, and still selfish enough to tried and fight it. "Such a thing, would be simpler, if you were, but a merchant's or farmer's daughter. At times, they have more freedom to do as they wish, than those of royalty, " He began, "But with our positions in life, we do not have that luxury. We, have the lifes and safety of our people on our shoulders..."
"...to watch over and guide Her people on the path of good...*" Usagi murmured, the words of her mother, when she'd remembered her past as the moon princess. Innocent lives in the palm of her hands...Her, Tsukino Usagi, the klutzy Odango Atama. ~Somebody up there had a little too much sake, when I was born.~ Usagi, focused her eyes on the emperor, as images of farmers looking up from their work to watch the fancy carriage pass by, little children helping their families as much as their little bodies allowed them too, and merchants carrying their goods to the marketplace for a day of selling and trading. The people who knew their place in life and depended on the unseen royalty, who were shut off from their everyday life. With those thoughts, Usagi knew what she to do while stuck in the past. Smiling slightly, she looked up, "I don't think I'll be a very good empress...I like to play more, than do boring stuff. But I will try to do my duty, as best as I can." ~Until I find a way home...~
~She would make a fine empress one day~ Hotohori thought, as he smiled warmly at her. "All of us, would do our duty to protect those in our care." He noted the sparkle in her eyes he had seen earlier on, the bridge, was gone. "Usagi, I don't not accept you to love me. It is far to soon and you are still young to harbor such emotions, But I rather hope that you will except my friendship."
~Friendship?~ Usagi, pondered tilting her head to the side. Amidst the chaos she seemed to attract; the offer of friendship was like a silver lining ~Friendship. I can handle that!~ Looking up at him with a brilliant smile on her face, she replied, "I'd like that a lot."
~Smoothly done, your highness~ Setsuna thought with a knowing smile on her exotic face. While her princess was as curious as a mischievous kitten; Usagi could be as skittish and easily frightened as her namesake, when confronted with the unexpected. Setsuna was pleased the young emperor was able to handle Usagi's protests so well, without provoking a tantrum. A skill only few possess, unfortunately.
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The dinner continued on without hitch. Hotohori, quickly found out that, Usagi, was a curious creature, who was easily bored, filled with endless questions and a healthly appetite. Hotohori, discovered himself enjoying the company of his council and court, for the first time in a long time, and from the looks of it, both sides were enjoying the evening. It was almost as if, the petite princess was a ray of laughter filled sunshine, brought to brighten his life.
"Hotohori-kun!"
Also, she quickly informed him that she disliked formalities and quickly dropped them without a second thought and with a wide smile on her face. "Yes, Usagi?" Hotohori, noted that once again, she seemed nervous and unsure.
"Here in Konan, you do have...." Usagi, knew she was sticking her foot in her mouth again, but she had to know! "restrooms, right?" ~Oh please say yes?!~
"No. Are your chambers, inadequate?" Hotohori, questioned thinking the word, restroom, was another word for bedchambers, "I'll have the staff, immediately prepared another to your standards....Are you feeling unwell, Usagi-chan?" Usagi, had paled considerably at the answer.
~No plumbing...How am I going to live without plumbing!!!~ "I'm...fine, just a little tired."
"Yes, it is late, and you haven't much time to rest since arriving ," Hotohori, stood up from his seat, and gently took, Usagi's hand "If you like, I would be honored to escort you back to your chambers."
Usagi, nodded, shyly, as she stared at their hands. A soft, warm, gentle feeling surrounded her, once his hand touched hers. ~...I shouldn't feel this way with anyone expect...~
"Usagi?"
"Ne?" Usagi, blinked, noticing that they were no longer in the banquet hall. Rather, she was overlooking the vast gardens, that she had earlier been lost in, and was still holding Hotohori's hand. Blushing, she tried to get her hand back.
"Why were you protesting the marriage so much? Do you honestly find the thought of marrying me, despicable? Do you find me, despicable?" He, questioned, ignoring the not so discreet tugs from Usagi's side, to get her hand back. Hotohori, couldn't explain why her answer, was suddenly so important, or why he needed to hear it. His heart belong to another, so it shouldn't matter...But, at this moment he, honestly, couldn't remember who she was. He watched Usagi, trying to come up with an answer. ~she makes a rather cute fish face.~ "I am man enough, to take your answer, without being offend, Usagi."
"It's not that," she mumbled, "Its..."
"Usagi-hime?" a soft interrupted. Both, turned to face, Hotaru, who stood quietly behind Hotohori. "Would you like to listen to Michiru-mama? She's going to practice her music. She won't mind an audience, if the emperor would like join us,"
"Your handmaiden is a musician?" Usagi giggled at Hotohori's comment, as she pulled him along, to where, Michiru, was to play.
"Michiru-san plays the most beautiful music on the violin." Usagi, explained in a dreamy tone. "So elegant, perfect...it's almost like walking in a dream. Though after awhile, I fall asleep."
Hotohori, smiled at Usagi's puzzled face and allowed himself to be pulled along. Who was he to, reject such an offer. Hotohori had a feeling, not many people were able to say 'no' to Usagi.
Hotaru, watched, Usagi and Hotohori leave, as, Setsuna, joined her from the shadows. "Hotaru-chan, why did you interrupt them?"
"Its not time for that question to be answer, Setsuna-mama." The youngest senshi replied. "You already knew that, no?"
"Child," Setsuna, sighed, feeling weary, "At this moment, you have more insight on the new fate of our princess. The timestream is in a state of chaos and will remain so, until the time is right."
"Then why are you, setting things up for Usagi, here and leaving clues for the inners, if it is unclear?" Hotoru, questioned as they walked back.
"Because, all I know is that The Emperor's destiny entwine with Usagi's. Whether or not, it will end, happily, I can only hope for the best."
"It will be as all loves have been. Both stunningly beautiful, and tragic."
"Then, I am here to make sure, it only happens once."
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Next Morning
How fickle, was his heart.
While Hotohori was being enchanted, by Usagi, and her friends. Miaka was traveling to Kutou, alone, at least a day ahead of Tamahome, according to Nuriko. How easily he forgot the one, he claimed, that held his heart in her hands. Hotohori, couldn't deny he was becoming increasingly attract to the small playful princess. Even now, he looked forward, to seeing Usagi, after the morning affairs were dealt with...That was the problem, Hotohori, knew he loved, Miaka, yet he found himself more and more drawn to his future bride. Far more, then he was, when he first laid eyes on Miaka. But, Miaka was the Suzaku no Miko, the girl, Hotohori, had been waiting for half of his life, and the girl he'd dream that would take away his loneliness away and given any chance to be with her, he would take it...right? But what was Usagi's place in the picture? Was she just a small passing fancy? Or more? Did he want her to be more?
~Suzaku, help me.~ Trails of the heart were never easy.
"HOTOHORI-SAMA IS WHAT???!!!"
~and save my palace from the wrath of Nuriko...~ Hotohori added in for good measure.
"Hotohori-kun!" He looked up at the blonde headed poking in between the doors. "Do you keep monsters here?"
"No, Usagi-hime."
"Usagi-chan!" she corrected, smiling. Changing the subject, Usagi presented a basket filled with food, "Do you want to go on a picnic with me, Hotohori-kun?"
Hotohori, was pretty sure this picnic was plan by their advisors, but found that he didn't mind so much. "Would you like to see the royal zoo, while we eat?"
"HAI!"
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Nuriko's quarters
"HOTOHORI-SAMA IS WHAT???!!!"
"Nuriko-sama, you haven't heard of the Emperor's engagement?" One of Nuriko's handmaidens, who knew of his secret, questioned. "It's all over the land."
Nuriko's eye seemed to twitch at the word 'engagement'.
"The Princess is very nice, and pretty, according to the ladies." the handmaiden rambled as she set out a morning outfit. "Aisha, was serving at the banquet and told me that the princess, claimed that she didn't want to marry the Emperor, because...Nuriko-sama?"
"AAAAAARRRRRRUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!" Nuriko, marched out room, ready to bulldoze over anyone and any thing to get to his Hotohori-sama. Preferably, the princess, who stole the object of his affections.
"He's taking it a lot better than expected." commented the handmaiden as she straighten up.
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"Blonde?! She's a foreigner?!" a large bush shrieked with frustration. "What?! wasn't I good enough for him?! I'm prettier than Blondie!!!"
Nuriko, watched the petite blonde, who was staring in wonderment at the animals, on parade for her enjoyment. The crossdresser, hated this dainty princess on sight. The Emperor's intended was, a delicate looking flower with startling blue eyes, and a sunny disposition. It didn't help that Hotohori, appeared captivated by the little hussy. "I'm gonna squish her like a bug!"
"Ossu!"
Nuriko, blinked. Was Blondie, waving her way?
"Usagi-chan, who are y...Nuriko, why are you in the bushes?"
"Come and join us!" Usagi, called out, cuddling a baby white tiger, "I think there's still some fish! and . . .Oh! Strawberries! Yum!"
~Hussy.~ "I'd love to!" Nuriko, replied, moving towards them.
"You have a bird on your head."
"You stole my Hotohori-sama."
"*Sigh*"
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The sentence with '*' was taken from the Sailor Moon Mixx Vol. 3
Chapter Four
Thank You to those who reviewed the last chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing.
Konan Palace
Usagi, glanced at the young emperor and quickly returned her gaze back onto her plate, embarrassed. Of all the people to insult, she had to pick the most important man in Konan. ~Well, he didn't seemed mad~ She sighed as she bit into a dumpling, it wasn't her fault all those history films, gave her the wrong impression. ~Last time I watch Mulan!~ Usagi, looked around, and frowned. This whole dinner affair was beyond boring! The emperor's advisors were busy discussing wedding arrangements with who was suppose to be, her royal advisor, Setsuna. Hotohori, even voiced his opinion on some details. No one had even ask her opinions, much less looked her way. "Bakas," she muttered, grabbing another dumpling, "treat me like I'm not here...hmph! I don't even like the emperor."
"Usagi-hime..."
"Usagi-chan." Usagi, corrected automatically. Realizing, what she done, she blushed, and looked down at her plate, Usagi, was beginning to think it was a lovely dish. Here, didn't they have strict social conducts? Following the rules and such, were never her strong point. Nor did they keep her attention for long. ~I wondered if they have chicken fried rice? maybe its not invent yet...~ She reached for another dumpling.
"Very well, " Hotohori, replied, focusing his attention on her. She seemed very displeased with something, "Usagi-chan, did you just say something?"
"Ne?" Usagi looked up, her cheeks swollen like a squirrel holding nuts. She nervously swallowed the food. "Well..." Hotohori, amused, nodded for her to continue Taking a deep breath, she let it all out, "Idontwannamarryou!!!" Her blushed deepen at the blank stares given at her statement.
"Will you repeat that, Usagi?" Hotohori, was pretty sure he caught what she said the first time, but he want to be sure. Ignoring, his slightly bruised ego, He egged her on, "Perhaps more slowly, this time."
"I don't want to marry you."
The statement effectively silenced everyone dining on the feast, made in honor of the engagement. Usagi, was positive, she was red as Hotohori's robes, as all eyes were focused on her. Female courtiers, stared at her as though she was mad, for not wanting to marry the young and handsome emperor. The council look at her in shock as though her statement was pure insanity. In their eyes, Usagi was backing out of a royal treaty, instead of marriage. Hotohori, just looked thoughtful.
"G-gomen!" Usagi exclaimed, shakily, disliking the tension, she'd created. "B-but I don't love him! or know him!" All continued to stare. "...I don't mean to make anyone upset. But I would really like to marry someone I love... who loves me...one day. I'm so sorry!" She finished in a strangled wail, her head bowed.
Hotohori, watched as, Usagi, nervously tugged on her sleeves, and returned her blue gaze to her plate. She honestly didn't mean harm, it was written clearly her eyes. Usagi, expressed his feelings, along with hers perfectly, but with major difference. Hotohori, knew his position as emperor, he understood the dealings of the treaty with Nekonlong, and he knew his duty to his people. Usagi, was only a princess, a young one at that, slowly learning of her duty to her own people, and still selfish enough to tried and fight it. "Such a thing, would be simpler, if you were, but a merchant's or farmer's daughter. At times, they have more freedom to do as they wish, than those of royalty, " He began, "But with our positions in life, we do not have that luxury. We, have the lifes and safety of our people on our shoulders..."
"...to watch over and guide Her people on the path of good...*" Usagi murmured, the words of her mother, when she'd remembered her past as the moon princess. Innocent lives in the palm of her hands...Her, Tsukino Usagi, the klutzy Odango Atama. ~Somebody up there had a little too much sake, when I was born.~ Usagi, focused her eyes on the emperor, as images of farmers looking up from their work to watch the fancy carriage pass by, little children helping their families as much as their little bodies allowed them too, and merchants carrying their goods to the marketplace for a day of selling and trading. The people who knew their place in life and depended on the unseen royalty, who were shut off from their everyday life. With those thoughts, Usagi knew what she to do while stuck in the past. Smiling slightly, she looked up, "I don't think I'll be a very good empress...I like to play more, than do boring stuff. But I will try to do my duty, as best as I can." ~Until I find a way home...~
~She would make a fine empress one day~ Hotohori thought, as he smiled warmly at her. "All of us, would do our duty to protect those in our care." He noted the sparkle in her eyes he had seen earlier on, the bridge, was gone. "Usagi, I don't not accept you to love me. It is far to soon and you are still young to harbor such emotions, But I rather hope that you will except my friendship."
~Friendship?~ Usagi, pondered tilting her head to the side. Amidst the chaos she seemed to attract; the offer of friendship was like a silver lining ~Friendship. I can handle that!~ Looking up at him with a brilliant smile on her face, she replied, "I'd like that a lot."
~Smoothly done, your highness~ Setsuna thought with a knowing smile on her exotic face. While her princess was as curious as a mischievous kitten; Usagi could be as skittish and easily frightened as her namesake, when confronted with the unexpected. Setsuna was pleased the young emperor was able to handle Usagi's protests so well, without provoking a tantrum. A skill only few possess, unfortunately.
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The dinner continued on without hitch. Hotohori, quickly found out that, Usagi, was a curious creature, who was easily bored, filled with endless questions and a healthly appetite. Hotohori, discovered himself enjoying the company of his council and court, for the first time in a long time, and from the looks of it, both sides were enjoying the evening. It was almost as if, the petite princess was a ray of laughter filled sunshine, brought to brighten his life.
"Hotohori-kun!"
Also, she quickly informed him that she disliked formalities and quickly dropped them without a second thought and with a wide smile on her face. "Yes, Usagi?" Hotohori, noted that once again, she seemed nervous and unsure.
"Here in Konan, you do have...." Usagi, knew she was sticking her foot in her mouth again, but she had to know! "restrooms, right?" ~Oh please say yes?!~
"No. Are your chambers, inadequate?" Hotohori, questioned thinking the word, restroom, was another word for bedchambers, "I'll have the staff, immediately prepared another to your standards....Are you feeling unwell, Usagi-chan?" Usagi, had paled considerably at the answer.
~No plumbing...How am I going to live without plumbing!!!~ "I'm...fine, just a little tired."
"Yes, it is late, and you haven't much time to rest since arriving ," Hotohori, stood up from his seat, and gently took, Usagi's hand "If you like, I would be honored to escort you back to your chambers."
Usagi, nodded, shyly, as she stared at their hands. A soft, warm, gentle feeling surrounded her, once his hand touched hers. ~...I shouldn't feel this way with anyone expect...~
"Usagi?"
"Ne?" Usagi, blinked, noticing that they were no longer in the banquet hall. Rather, she was overlooking the vast gardens, that she had earlier been lost in, and was still holding Hotohori's hand. Blushing, she tried to get her hand back.
"Why were you protesting the marriage so much? Do you honestly find the thought of marrying me, despicable? Do you find me, despicable?" He, questioned, ignoring the not so discreet tugs from Usagi's side, to get her hand back. Hotohori, couldn't explain why her answer, was suddenly so important, or why he needed to hear it. His heart belong to another, so it shouldn't matter...But, at this moment he, honestly, couldn't remember who she was. He watched Usagi, trying to come up with an answer. ~she makes a rather cute fish face.~ "I am man enough, to take your answer, without being offend, Usagi."
"It's not that," she mumbled, "Its..."
"Usagi-hime?" a soft interrupted. Both, turned to face, Hotaru, who stood quietly behind Hotohori. "Would you like to listen to Michiru-mama? She's going to practice her music. She won't mind an audience, if the emperor would like join us,"
"Your handmaiden is a musician?" Usagi giggled at Hotohori's comment, as she pulled him along, to where, Michiru, was to play.
"Michiru-san plays the most beautiful music on the violin." Usagi, explained in a dreamy tone. "So elegant, perfect...it's almost like walking in a dream. Though after awhile, I fall asleep."
Hotohori, smiled at Usagi's puzzled face and allowed himself to be pulled along. Who was he to, reject such an offer. Hotohori had a feeling, not many people were able to say 'no' to Usagi.
Hotaru, watched, Usagi and Hotohori leave, as, Setsuna, joined her from the shadows. "Hotaru-chan, why did you interrupt them?"
"Its not time for that question to be answer, Setsuna-mama." The youngest senshi replied. "You already knew that, no?"
"Child," Setsuna, sighed, feeling weary, "At this moment, you have more insight on the new fate of our princess. The timestream is in a state of chaos and will remain so, until the time is right."
"Then why are you, setting things up for Usagi, here and leaving clues for the inners, if it is unclear?" Hotoru, questioned as they walked back.
"Because, all I know is that The Emperor's destiny entwine with Usagi's. Whether or not, it will end, happily, I can only hope for the best."
"It will be as all loves have been. Both stunningly beautiful, and tragic."
"Then, I am here to make sure, it only happens once."
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Next Morning
How fickle, was his heart.
While Hotohori was being enchanted, by Usagi, and her friends. Miaka was traveling to Kutou, alone, at least a day ahead of Tamahome, according to Nuriko. How easily he forgot the one, he claimed, that held his heart in her hands. Hotohori, couldn't deny he was becoming increasingly attract to the small playful princess. Even now, he looked forward, to seeing Usagi, after the morning affairs were dealt with...That was the problem, Hotohori, knew he loved, Miaka, yet he found himself more and more drawn to his future bride. Far more, then he was, when he first laid eyes on Miaka. But, Miaka was the Suzaku no Miko, the girl, Hotohori, had been waiting for half of his life, and the girl he'd dream that would take away his loneliness away and given any chance to be with her, he would take it...right? But what was Usagi's place in the picture? Was she just a small passing fancy? Or more? Did he want her to be more?
~Suzaku, help me.~ Trails of the heart were never easy.
"HOTOHORI-SAMA IS WHAT???!!!"
~and save my palace from the wrath of Nuriko...~ Hotohori added in for good measure.
"Hotohori-kun!" He looked up at the blonde headed poking in between the doors. "Do you keep monsters here?"
"No, Usagi-hime."
"Usagi-chan!" she corrected, smiling. Changing the subject, Usagi presented a basket filled with food, "Do you want to go on a picnic with me, Hotohori-kun?"
Hotohori, was pretty sure this picnic was plan by their advisors, but found that he didn't mind so much. "Would you like to see the royal zoo, while we eat?"
"HAI!"
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Nuriko's quarters
"HOTOHORI-SAMA IS WHAT???!!!"
"Nuriko-sama, you haven't heard of the Emperor's engagement?" One of Nuriko's handmaidens, who knew of his secret, questioned. "It's all over the land."
Nuriko's eye seemed to twitch at the word 'engagement'.
"The Princess is very nice, and pretty, according to the ladies." the handmaiden rambled as she set out a morning outfit. "Aisha, was serving at the banquet and told me that the princess, claimed that she didn't want to marry the Emperor, because...Nuriko-sama?"
"AAAAAARRRRRRUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!" Nuriko, marched out room, ready to bulldoze over anyone and any thing to get to his Hotohori-sama. Preferably, the princess, who stole the object of his affections.
"He's taking it a lot better than expected." commented the handmaiden as she straighten up.
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"Blonde?! She's a foreigner?!" a large bush shrieked with frustration. "What?! wasn't I good enough for him?! I'm prettier than Blondie!!!"
Nuriko, watched the petite blonde, who was staring in wonderment at the animals, on parade for her enjoyment. The crossdresser, hated this dainty princess on sight. The Emperor's intended was, a delicate looking flower with startling blue eyes, and a sunny disposition. It didn't help that Hotohori, appeared captivated by the little hussy. "I'm gonna squish her like a bug!"
"Ossu!"
Nuriko, blinked. Was Blondie, waving her way?
"Usagi-chan, who are y...Nuriko, why are you in the bushes?"
"Come and join us!" Usagi, called out, cuddling a baby white tiger, "I think there's still some fish! and . . .Oh! Strawberries! Yum!"
~Hussy.~ "I'd love to!" Nuriko, replied, moving towards them.
"You have a bird on your head."
"You stole my Hotohori-sama."
"*Sigh*"
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The sentence with '*' was taken from the Sailor Moon Mixx Vol. 3
