Untitled Sailor Moon/Fushigi Yuugi Crossover
Chapter Five
Oh my! You guys are so sweet! I never expected such a response. I feel like sending everyone who reviewed a box of chocolates, but I have no money and my siblings would most likely get their hands on it. ;^_^; Also, someone asked if I thought that Usagi, was only pretty. I think Usagi is one of the more beautiful manga characters, I've seen. In the anime, she's cute, with all her funny faces. ^_~.
Disclaimer: The characters of Sailor Moon and Fushigi Yuugi do not belong to me.
PS: This is a rather dull chapter ;^_^;
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School field trip (Around the same of Rei's firing reading in Ch. 4)
"Daijoubi, Chibi-Usa-chan? You' re not enjoying the field trip. This is a really beautiful temple!"
"Daijoubi, Momo-chan," Chibi-Usa, looked up from the ground, Momo-chan stood about a foot away. Concern, was written on her friends face. She felt bad, for ruining the field trip for her friend.
The little girl, sat next to Chibi-Usa, "Don't lie to me, Chibi-Usa. I, can see that you're unhappy. Just tell me," Momo, waited for an answer. Nothing. "Is it because you had a fight with your oneesan before she left?"
"Huh?" Chibi-Usa stared in shocked at her friend. How in the world, did Momo know that Usagi was gone? "How did you know?"
"Silly! you told me!" Momo giggled, "Usagi-san, will forgive you, when she comes back. Your oneesan is so lucky to go to England for half of year! Do you think she'll be able to get her grades up to stay the full year? I..."
"England?" Chibi-Usa squeaked, not listening to her friend. No wondered Ikuko-mama wasn't worried this morning, when Usagi, didn't come down. Everyone thinks Usagi is in England. Now why would a poor student like Usagi be allowed to go to England? ~Puu! Puu must of done this!~
"...Usagi-san draws so pretty! I'm not surprise she won!" Momo, continued, "I still carry the picture she drew for me. See!" Momo, pulled out a piece of paper. It was a pencil sketch, of Momo and Chibi-Usa. Chibi-Usa stared in wonderment, she had no clue, Usagi possessed any artistic talent. The sketch was beautiful, almost lifelike, but with all the trademarks of a shojo manga style. "Don't we look like real magical girls?! Though her watercolors are way better!"
"A lovely drawing, if I ever saw one..." An aged voice, interrupted. Both girls, looked up. Wrapped in blankets, sitting in a rocker, an old woman smiled down at them before, her frail body with racked with sudden coughs.
"Daijoubi, obaa-san?"
"Would you like some water?"
Oosugi Suzuno, smiled wearily at the two girls, "No, no, I am fine now. You are from the Elementary school visiting, no? My grandson, has only accepted to give a few tours, since I fell ill...I miss the children and telling them legends...stories of my youth,"
"What stories?" Momo asked, enjoying the old lady's company. Old people usually had interesting things to say.
"Ones from my youth..."
"Can you tell us one?" Chibi-Usa, questioned, "Please?"
Suzuno, nodded, pleased to share her story. "It's starts with a book by the name of the Shi Jin Ten Chi Sho. Opening the book, pulls the reader into the world of the Four Gods;. Genbu: the Northern brown tortoise, Seiryuu: the Western blue dragon, Suzaku: the Southern red phoenix and Byakko: the Western white tiger. One night, I was pulled into the book, and found myself in Silo...."
Chibi-Usa, listened, with wide eyes. She knew, this wasn't a clue planned by Pluto, I couldn't have been. This field trip was arranged long ago, but the connection was there for any blind fool to see. ~Blue dragon? Blue dragon scale. Red phoenix? Red phoenix feather...Shi Jin Ten Chi Sho...Usagi...~
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Konan Palace
Usagi-hime stole his Hotohori-sama right under his nose. The fact that it was an arranged marriage, did not matter to him. She was his enemy, in the battle to win Hotohori-sama's heart. Nothing would win him over. Nothing...
"Ta Da!!!" Usagi announced. "The finishing touch! The crown of diamonds!"
...Well, expect maybe letting him dress in her royal grab, including the princess' crown. "I look better then the emperor, himself!" Nuriko, crowed in glee. Casting a glance at the giggling princess, he shot her a dirty look, "I, look better than you, for that matter."
"You didn't get push into a mud pond," Usagi pointed out, comfortably wrapped in a fluffy bath robe, patches of dried mud on her skin. "But you're right, You look so pretty, Nuriko-chan!"
"I know I know!" The crossdresser, exclaimed, his vanity, overshadowing the fact, Usagi was supposed to his rival for Hotohori-sama. All afternoon, Nuriko tried to find ways to alienate Usagi, like he did with Miaka. Of course he couldn't have Usagi clean the hall or some other menial job, she was royalty and too cheerfully dense to see his hostile feelings towards her. So, Nuriko, opted for discreetly shoving her aside, to take Hotohori-sama's arm, finish off the pastries that had been made especially for her, and accidentally pushing her into pond. All in the first hour of their meeting. Did it work? No! All Nuriko got was a warning from Hotohori-sama, a bloated stomach, and completely drenched when Usagi had pulled in him after her. Oh well, the chance to look like royalty almost made up for the bloated stomach. Plus the fact that Usagi, still had a fine layer of dried mud on her skin, was an added bonus
Leaning against the door frame, Haruka, watched with amusement. It was a well known fact among the seishi, that their princess was rather dense and oblivious to everything around her when she decided to be. But this was almost too much. It reminded her of when Mianko and Usagi, spent the afternoon stalking her, when they first meet, thinking she was a guy. Ah, the joys of free entertainment, courtsey of her princess.
"She still has no clue?" Michiru, questioned as she came in with some dry garments for Usagi.
"Not one bit."
Michiru moved forward, with an amused smile on her face. "The bath is ready for you, Usagi-hime."
"Oh, Arigato!" Usagi, grabbed a clean robe and started to leave. Hotoru, who been quietly sitting on the bed, turned to Nuriko, who was still happily preening in front of a mirror.
"Nuriko-san, the princess' crown was made for a girl, not a boy."
At Hotoru's statement, Haruka, turned desperately tried, to cover up her laughter, with coughs, while Michiru, attempted to keep a straight face, as she help tied Usagi's sashes and put them away. Nuriko, whirled around, panicked. "How did you know?!!" he screeched, "Who told you?! Tell Meee!!!" Hotoru blinked as violet haired man, loomed over her, frighteningly. "WHO TOLD YOU MY SECRET?!!! IT WAS MIAKA! WASN'T IT?! I KNEW SHE COULDN'T KEEP A SECRET!"
Hotoru blinked. "Who's Miaka?"
Haruka looked to her partner, "I'm beginning to feel like I'm in the middle of a soap opera"
Michiru agreed.
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"Your majesty,"
Hotohori, nodded at the green haired advisor. Setsuna, took a seat in front of the emperor, who was scanning over an old document. "Hotohori-sama, I know that you have only known Usagi-hime for a little more than an day. But I feel the need to inform you, that Usagi, is loved dearly by her people, her friends and family. Her guard are her closest friends. All of which would not hesitate to give their lifes of their friend, or seek vengeance on those that have harm her in any way." Hotohori frowned at the statement
"I am not a cruel man. Setsuna-san, Usagi will never have reason to fear me. Usagi, is my bride and she will be treated, thus so." Hotohori, replied offended.
"I, trust so." Setsuna, replied, knowing that she offended him. She didn't mean to, but her princess' well-being was at stake. "But, no one wants to see, Usagi-hime, mend a broken heart again." Hotohori, glanced up, surprised. What did Setsuna mean, by again? "So, I only request that you be careful with her heart, for once she gives you hers, she wears it on her sleeve for all to see. I would hate to see it crushed...again" As, guardian of time, Setsuna, had seen Mamoru's harsh actions, that night, unable to do nothing, until the very end. She would be damned, if she allowed her princess to go through it again, if it could be prevented. "Now, if you will excuse me, your highness. I have an outing to prepare for, I hope you don't mind, mine taking Usagi-hime, on a small tour of your country."
"Huh?" Hotohori, has still been pondering, Setsuna's words. Who had been in possession of Usagi's heart, and mercilessly crushed it? What was this burning feeling, that filled him at the thought of someone else being at the small princess' side? "No, of course not. Will you have any need of escorts?"
"No."
Hotohori, frowned as Setsuna, made her way to the door. "Why do you feel the need to inform me of all this?" He questioned, stopping the advisor in her tracks. "I would never harm, Usagi, in such a way. One's love is a very precious gift."
Setsuna, smiled, "I'm pleased that you see it that way. As for my reasons..." Setsuna, paused remembering the aurburn haired miko, whom many believed was loved by the emperor. "...do you have feelings for the Suzaku no Miko? If so don't fall in love with Usagi-hime, or don't let her fall in love with you." Setsuna stated, avoiding his question.
The room was filled with tension. Not many would chose to speak to the emperor in such a way. Hotohori, was clearly displeased with the conversion, while Setsuna, remained stoic. Only her garnet eyes revealed the fierce loyalty, she held for her liege.
"HOTOHORI-KUN!!!"
"HOTOHORI-SAMA!!!"
Setsuna, barely missed getting her nose smashed, as two blurs burst into the room. Quickly before she was injured, Setsuna left, promising herself a long vacation, as soon as possible. Burma, sounded nice, after the wedding, of course. Hotohori, sweatdropped, the crossdresser and the princess, practically vibrated in place with impatience to be the first to voice her/his point. "Usagi-chan?"
"NO FAIR!" Nuriko protested.
"Does the cook have any of those dumplings ready, yet?"
"That was your question?" Nuriko sweatdropped. Just what Konan needed another glutton...at least this one took time to chew...well it look like she did.
"Hai! Why?"
"No reason..."
"Nuriko, what is on your head?"
"Its my crown!"
*sweatdrop* "Why are you wearing Usagi-hime's crown?"
"Just doing the girl thing!"
"Doesn't he look so pretty! Nuriko-chan has to be the most beautiful person in Konan!" Usagi, exclaimed happily.
"He?! HOW DID YOU FIND OUT!!!" Nuriko, practically bellowed at the smiling princess. "IT WAS THAT LITTLE GIRL! I'll crush her like a bug!"
"Nuriko, please calm down, you will not be harming anyone today. Usagi, Nuriko is one of the more beautiful people in Konan," Hotohori, replied, " but, I am the most beautiful person in Konan"
Usagi blinked at the statement. "Okay...Nuriko-chan do you want to get some food from kitchen, with me?"
Nuriko, glared at the oblivious princess, ready to wring her neck, when Usagi smiled at him. "I don't see what the big deal is, Nuriko-chan. I like you. You're my friend, even though you pushed me into the pond, whether you're a girl or boy! So, can we get dumplings, now?"
How could win against her?. "Lead the way, Usagi-hime."
As he watch them leave , Hotohori, frowned. "Usagi, has yet acknowledge my superior beauty..."
"THE KITCHENS ARE THIS WAY!!!" Nuriko bellowed, outside the door.
Hotohori, smiled at Usagi, who waved at him, as she walked pass the door again.
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"I still don't think this is a good idea." Haruka, mumbled.
"Our princess, is able to protect herself." Hotoru, tugged at her collar. It was a bit tight.
"Thats not the point, Hota-chan" Haruka, replied, as she double check that all her horses had their equipment. "As, senshi, we are here to protect the princess, not leave her alone, so that she's kidnapped by bandits, even if its according to a plan!"
Hotoru, silently, patted the silvery haired horse, before turning to her 'papa' with a knowing light in her violet eyes. "The worst that will happen to Usagi-hime is a hangover."
"Hangover! What are you..." Haruka, turned around to face her daughter, only to come in contact with a face full of snot. "You are so dead..." She growled softly, gripping her henshin pen.
"nieggghhh..."
"grrrrrr..."
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"I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, and I poked myself with the needle...again!" Usagi sang, as she attempted embroidery. Key word: Attempted.
"I take it, you're bored, Usagi-chan?"
"Hotohori-kun!" Usagi, dropped her needlework, and hugged him, pleased to have company. "I'm so happy you're here. Michiru-san and Setsuna-san are arranging last minute things and won't let me help! Nuriko-chan, is visiting his brother. So I had no one to talk to; now I do!"
Hotohori, chuckled softly. "You never lack energy, do you?" He questioned, as Usagi, pulled away.
"I don't think so..." Usagi replied, smiling, "But thats a good thing, ne?"
"Very much so," Hotohori, agreed. Usagi, slipped her arm around his. The couple walked silently down the halls. Hotohori, glanced down at the blonde haired princess, enjoying the warm feeling, that she invoked in him. He, liked her affection nature. Never, had he seen a false smile, across her delicate features, and always ready to brighten your day. "Are you looking forward to your outing?"
"Hai!" Usagi, chirped, happily. Then, uncharacteristic serious look cross her face, "No offense, but I'm beginning to feel a bit trapped here. Everywhere I go, there is somebody watching. Its almost though they're making sure I act like a princess. How do you stand it?"
He was taken aback by the question. How did he stand, being a cage bird? He ruled over a vast land, and only once had he ever ventured out on his own. "Like everyone else. I live day by day."
"Day by day..."
"Usagi-hime, we are ready to go," Hotoru, called out, already dressed in travel clothes.
"Okay!" Usagi, answered. She turned to face her fiancé, "You'll be there to see me off, ne?"
"Of course, my councilors couldn't keep me away," Hotohori, exclaimed. Usagi beamed at him, before scurrying down the hall, laughter echoing in the hallways. Smiling after her, he commented, softly "I doubt that Suzaku could keep me away..."
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"You will not be taking a carriage?" Hotohori, questioned, when he arrived at the front gates.
"Nah, " Haruka, replied, "This time around, we're trying not to attract attention. So, we're stuck with these demons on four legs!" Haruka pointed to her three horses, saddled and ready to go.
"Those are not reassuring words, " Hotohori, commented on the demon phrase.
"What is not reassuring?" a voice questioned behind. Hotohori, turned to face, Usagi, who had change into her traveling clothes.
"Nothing, " Hotohori, assured, "Yellow and white, looked quite lovely on you," Usagi, blushed at the compliment, as she fiddled with a pigtail. Her long hair was in its normal odango style . Her attire consisted of a white fitted underdress, that reach to her ankles, fitted legging pants, with a pale yellow jumper-like apron that tied at the sides. "Here let me help you, "
"Arigato, Hoto-chan," Now, it was Hotohori's turn to blush, as Usagi, stood on her tip toes, to dropped a little kiss on his cheek. "I'll miss you!"
Hotohori, chuckled, "Usagi, you will only be gone, overnight."
"So, I always miss the people I care for, no matter what. " Usagi, replied, as she took the reins from Haruka. "Aren't you going to miss me?" Usagi pouted, playfully.
Hotohori played along, taking her hand, "Of course I would miss my princess."
Usagi, blushed at the words, but was pleased. As she rode out of the palace gate, she glanced back. Hotohori, stood where they had left him, his keen eyes caught sight of hers and he waved. Careful, not to lose her grip, Usagi, waved back, all the while thinking...
~...Falling in love with him, wouldn't be so bad...~
Chapter Five
Oh my! You guys are so sweet! I never expected such a response. I feel like sending everyone who reviewed a box of chocolates, but I have no money and my siblings would most likely get their hands on it. ;^_^; Also, someone asked if I thought that Usagi, was only pretty. I think Usagi is one of the more beautiful manga characters, I've seen. In the anime, she's cute, with all her funny faces. ^_~.
Disclaimer: The characters of Sailor Moon and Fushigi Yuugi do not belong to me.
PS: This is a rather dull chapter ;^_^;
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School field trip (Around the same of Rei's firing reading in Ch. 4)
"Daijoubi, Chibi-Usa-chan? You' re not enjoying the field trip. This is a really beautiful temple!"
"Daijoubi, Momo-chan," Chibi-Usa, looked up from the ground, Momo-chan stood about a foot away. Concern, was written on her friends face. She felt bad, for ruining the field trip for her friend.
The little girl, sat next to Chibi-Usa, "Don't lie to me, Chibi-Usa. I, can see that you're unhappy. Just tell me," Momo, waited for an answer. Nothing. "Is it because you had a fight with your oneesan before she left?"
"Huh?" Chibi-Usa stared in shocked at her friend. How in the world, did Momo know that Usagi was gone? "How did you know?"
"Silly! you told me!" Momo giggled, "Usagi-san, will forgive you, when she comes back. Your oneesan is so lucky to go to England for half of year! Do you think she'll be able to get her grades up to stay the full year? I..."
"England?" Chibi-Usa squeaked, not listening to her friend. No wondered Ikuko-mama wasn't worried this morning, when Usagi, didn't come down. Everyone thinks Usagi is in England. Now why would a poor student like Usagi be allowed to go to England? ~Puu! Puu must of done this!~
"...Usagi-san draws so pretty! I'm not surprise she won!" Momo, continued, "I still carry the picture she drew for me. See!" Momo, pulled out a piece of paper. It was a pencil sketch, of Momo and Chibi-Usa. Chibi-Usa stared in wonderment, she had no clue, Usagi possessed any artistic talent. The sketch was beautiful, almost lifelike, but with all the trademarks of a shojo manga style. "Don't we look like real magical girls?! Though her watercolors are way better!"
"A lovely drawing, if I ever saw one..." An aged voice, interrupted. Both girls, looked up. Wrapped in blankets, sitting in a rocker, an old woman smiled down at them before, her frail body with racked with sudden coughs.
"Daijoubi, obaa-san?"
"Would you like some water?"
Oosugi Suzuno, smiled wearily at the two girls, "No, no, I am fine now. You are from the Elementary school visiting, no? My grandson, has only accepted to give a few tours, since I fell ill...I miss the children and telling them legends...stories of my youth,"
"What stories?" Momo asked, enjoying the old lady's company. Old people usually had interesting things to say.
"Ones from my youth..."
"Can you tell us one?" Chibi-Usa, questioned, "Please?"
Suzuno, nodded, pleased to share her story. "It's starts with a book by the name of the Shi Jin Ten Chi Sho. Opening the book, pulls the reader into the world of the Four Gods;. Genbu: the Northern brown tortoise, Seiryuu: the Western blue dragon, Suzaku: the Southern red phoenix and Byakko: the Western white tiger. One night, I was pulled into the book, and found myself in Silo...."
Chibi-Usa, listened, with wide eyes. She knew, this wasn't a clue planned by Pluto, I couldn't have been. This field trip was arranged long ago, but the connection was there for any blind fool to see. ~Blue dragon? Blue dragon scale. Red phoenix? Red phoenix feather...Shi Jin Ten Chi Sho...Usagi...~
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Konan Palace
Usagi-hime stole his Hotohori-sama right under his nose. The fact that it was an arranged marriage, did not matter to him. She was his enemy, in the battle to win Hotohori-sama's heart. Nothing would win him over. Nothing...
"Ta Da!!!" Usagi announced. "The finishing touch! The crown of diamonds!"
...Well, expect maybe letting him dress in her royal grab, including the princess' crown. "I look better then the emperor, himself!" Nuriko, crowed in glee. Casting a glance at the giggling princess, he shot her a dirty look, "I, look better than you, for that matter."
"You didn't get push into a mud pond," Usagi pointed out, comfortably wrapped in a fluffy bath robe, patches of dried mud on her skin. "But you're right, You look so pretty, Nuriko-chan!"
"I know I know!" The crossdresser, exclaimed, his vanity, overshadowing the fact, Usagi was supposed to his rival for Hotohori-sama. All afternoon, Nuriko tried to find ways to alienate Usagi, like he did with Miaka. Of course he couldn't have Usagi clean the hall or some other menial job, she was royalty and too cheerfully dense to see his hostile feelings towards her. So, Nuriko, opted for discreetly shoving her aside, to take Hotohori-sama's arm, finish off the pastries that had been made especially for her, and accidentally pushing her into pond. All in the first hour of their meeting. Did it work? No! All Nuriko got was a warning from Hotohori-sama, a bloated stomach, and completely drenched when Usagi had pulled in him after her. Oh well, the chance to look like royalty almost made up for the bloated stomach. Plus the fact that Usagi, still had a fine layer of dried mud on her skin, was an added bonus
Leaning against the door frame, Haruka, watched with amusement. It was a well known fact among the seishi, that their princess was rather dense and oblivious to everything around her when she decided to be. But this was almost too much. It reminded her of when Mianko and Usagi, spent the afternoon stalking her, when they first meet, thinking she was a guy. Ah, the joys of free entertainment, courtsey of her princess.
"She still has no clue?" Michiru, questioned as she came in with some dry garments for Usagi.
"Not one bit."
Michiru moved forward, with an amused smile on her face. "The bath is ready for you, Usagi-hime."
"Oh, Arigato!" Usagi, grabbed a clean robe and started to leave. Hotoru, who been quietly sitting on the bed, turned to Nuriko, who was still happily preening in front of a mirror.
"Nuriko-san, the princess' crown was made for a girl, not a boy."
At Hotoru's statement, Haruka, turned desperately tried, to cover up her laughter, with coughs, while Michiru, attempted to keep a straight face, as she help tied Usagi's sashes and put them away. Nuriko, whirled around, panicked. "How did you know?!!" he screeched, "Who told you?! Tell Meee!!!" Hotoru blinked as violet haired man, loomed over her, frighteningly. "WHO TOLD YOU MY SECRET?!!! IT WAS MIAKA! WASN'T IT?! I KNEW SHE COULDN'T KEEP A SECRET!"
Hotoru blinked. "Who's Miaka?"
Haruka looked to her partner, "I'm beginning to feel like I'm in the middle of a soap opera"
Michiru agreed.
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"Your majesty,"
Hotohori, nodded at the green haired advisor. Setsuna, took a seat in front of the emperor, who was scanning over an old document. "Hotohori-sama, I know that you have only known Usagi-hime for a little more than an day. But I feel the need to inform you, that Usagi, is loved dearly by her people, her friends and family. Her guard are her closest friends. All of which would not hesitate to give their lifes of their friend, or seek vengeance on those that have harm her in any way." Hotohori frowned at the statement
"I am not a cruel man. Setsuna-san, Usagi will never have reason to fear me. Usagi, is my bride and she will be treated, thus so." Hotohori, replied offended.
"I, trust so." Setsuna, replied, knowing that she offended him. She didn't mean to, but her princess' well-being was at stake. "But, no one wants to see, Usagi-hime, mend a broken heart again." Hotohori, glanced up, surprised. What did Setsuna mean, by again? "So, I only request that you be careful with her heart, for once she gives you hers, she wears it on her sleeve for all to see. I would hate to see it crushed...again" As, guardian of time, Setsuna, had seen Mamoru's harsh actions, that night, unable to do nothing, until the very end. She would be damned, if she allowed her princess to go through it again, if it could be prevented. "Now, if you will excuse me, your highness. I have an outing to prepare for, I hope you don't mind, mine taking Usagi-hime, on a small tour of your country."
"Huh?" Hotohori, has still been pondering, Setsuna's words. Who had been in possession of Usagi's heart, and mercilessly crushed it? What was this burning feeling, that filled him at the thought of someone else being at the small princess' side? "No, of course not. Will you have any need of escorts?"
"No."
Hotohori, frowned as Setsuna, made her way to the door. "Why do you feel the need to inform me of all this?" He questioned, stopping the advisor in her tracks. "I would never harm, Usagi, in such a way. One's love is a very precious gift."
Setsuna, smiled, "I'm pleased that you see it that way. As for my reasons..." Setsuna, paused remembering the aurburn haired miko, whom many believed was loved by the emperor. "...do you have feelings for the Suzaku no Miko? If so don't fall in love with Usagi-hime, or don't let her fall in love with you." Setsuna stated, avoiding his question.
The room was filled with tension. Not many would chose to speak to the emperor in such a way. Hotohori, was clearly displeased with the conversion, while Setsuna, remained stoic. Only her garnet eyes revealed the fierce loyalty, she held for her liege.
"HOTOHORI-KUN!!!"
"HOTOHORI-SAMA!!!"
Setsuna, barely missed getting her nose smashed, as two blurs burst into the room. Quickly before she was injured, Setsuna left, promising herself a long vacation, as soon as possible. Burma, sounded nice, after the wedding, of course. Hotohori, sweatdropped, the crossdresser and the princess, practically vibrated in place with impatience to be the first to voice her/his point. "Usagi-chan?"
"NO FAIR!" Nuriko protested.
"Does the cook have any of those dumplings ready, yet?"
"That was your question?" Nuriko sweatdropped. Just what Konan needed another glutton...at least this one took time to chew...well it look like she did.
"Hai! Why?"
"No reason..."
"Nuriko, what is on your head?"
"Its my crown!"
*sweatdrop* "Why are you wearing Usagi-hime's crown?"
"Just doing the girl thing!"
"Doesn't he look so pretty! Nuriko-chan has to be the most beautiful person in Konan!" Usagi, exclaimed happily.
"He?! HOW DID YOU FIND OUT!!!" Nuriko, practically bellowed at the smiling princess. "IT WAS THAT LITTLE GIRL! I'll crush her like a bug!"
"Nuriko, please calm down, you will not be harming anyone today. Usagi, Nuriko is one of the more beautiful people in Konan," Hotohori, replied, " but, I am the most beautiful person in Konan"
Usagi blinked at the statement. "Okay...Nuriko-chan do you want to get some food from kitchen, with me?"
Nuriko, glared at the oblivious princess, ready to wring her neck, when Usagi smiled at him. "I don't see what the big deal is, Nuriko-chan. I like you. You're my friend, even though you pushed me into the pond, whether you're a girl or boy! So, can we get dumplings, now?"
How could win against her?. "Lead the way, Usagi-hime."
As he watch them leave , Hotohori, frowned. "Usagi, has yet acknowledge my superior beauty..."
"THE KITCHENS ARE THIS WAY!!!" Nuriko bellowed, outside the door.
Hotohori, smiled at Usagi, who waved at him, as she walked pass the door again.
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"I still don't think this is a good idea." Haruka, mumbled.
"Our princess, is able to protect herself." Hotoru, tugged at her collar. It was a bit tight.
"Thats not the point, Hota-chan" Haruka, replied, as she double check that all her horses had their equipment. "As, senshi, we are here to protect the princess, not leave her alone, so that she's kidnapped by bandits, even if its according to a plan!"
Hotoru, silently, patted the silvery haired horse, before turning to her 'papa' with a knowing light in her violet eyes. "The worst that will happen to Usagi-hime is a hangover."
"Hangover! What are you..." Haruka, turned around to face her daughter, only to come in contact with a face full of snot. "You are so dead..." She growled softly, gripping her henshin pen.
"nieggghhh..."
"grrrrrr..."
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"I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, and I poked myself with the needle...again!" Usagi sang, as she attempted embroidery. Key word: Attempted.
"I take it, you're bored, Usagi-chan?"
"Hotohori-kun!" Usagi, dropped her needlework, and hugged him, pleased to have company. "I'm so happy you're here. Michiru-san and Setsuna-san are arranging last minute things and won't let me help! Nuriko-chan, is visiting his brother. So I had no one to talk to; now I do!"
Hotohori, chuckled softly. "You never lack energy, do you?" He questioned, as Usagi, pulled away.
"I don't think so..." Usagi replied, smiling, "But thats a good thing, ne?"
"Very much so," Hotohori, agreed. Usagi, slipped her arm around his. The couple walked silently down the halls. Hotohori, glanced down at the blonde haired princess, enjoying the warm feeling, that she invoked in him. He, liked her affection nature. Never, had he seen a false smile, across her delicate features, and always ready to brighten your day. "Are you looking forward to your outing?"
"Hai!" Usagi, chirped, happily. Then, uncharacteristic serious look cross her face, "No offense, but I'm beginning to feel a bit trapped here. Everywhere I go, there is somebody watching. Its almost though they're making sure I act like a princess. How do you stand it?"
He was taken aback by the question. How did he stand, being a cage bird? He ruled over a vast land, and only once had he ever ventured out on his own. "Like everyone else. I live day by day."
"Day by day..."
"Usagi-hime, we are ready to go," Hotoru, called out, already dressed in travel clothes.
"Okay!" Usagi, answered. She turned to face her fiancé, "You'll be there to see me off, ne?"
"Of course, my councilors couldn't keep me away," Hotohori, exclaimed. Usagi beamed at him, before scurrying down the hall, laughter echoing in the hallways. Smiling after her, he commented, softly "I doubt that Suzaku could keep me away..."
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"You will not be taking a carriage?" Hotohori, questioned, when he arrived at the front gates.
"Nah, " Haruka, replied, "This time around, we're trying not to attract attention. So, we're stuck with these demons on four legs!" Haruka pointed to her three horses, saddled and ready to go.
"Those are not reassuring words, " Hotohori, commented on the demon phrase.
"What is not reassuring?" a voice questioned behind. Hotohori, turned to face, Usagi, who had change into her traveling clothes.
"Nothing, " Hotohori, assured, "Yellow and white, looked quite lovely on you," Usagi, blushed at the compliment, as she fiddled with a pigtail. Her long hair was in its normal odango style . Her attire consisted of a white fitted underdress, that reach to her ankles, fitted legging pants, with a pale yellow jumper-like apron that tied at the sides. "Here let me help you, "
"Arigato, Hoto-chan," Now, it was Hotohori's turn to blush, as Usagi, stood on her tip toes, to dropped a little kiss on his cheek. "I'll miss you!"
Hotohori, chuckled, "Usagi, you will only be gone, overnight."
"So, I always miss the people I care for, no matter what. " Usagi, replied, as she took the reins from Haruka. "Aren't you going to miss me?" Usagi pouted, playfully.
Hotohori played along, taking her hand, "Of course I would miss my princess."
Usagi, blushed at the words, but was pleased. As she rode out of the palace gate, she glanced back. Hotohori, stood where they had left him, his keen eyes caught sight of hers and he waved. Careful, not to lose her grip, Usagi, waved back, all the while thinking...
~...Falling in love with him, wouldn't be so bad...~
