Son Usagi, chapter 10
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon, Dragonball Z, and Yami no Matsuai do not belong to me.
Her skin was white, almost bloodless. Gohan held the back of his hand close to his imouto's lips, but there was nothing. No breath, no warmth. She was still and cold.
"Usagi." Gohan lifted her still form from the bed and held her close in his arms. He felt his eyes tear up and he shut them tightly as he softly began to cry.
"Gohan?" Chichi came around the corner into the doorway. Her eyes fell on her crying son. "Gohan, what's wrong?" she asked.
She looked at Usagi in his arms and walked further into the room as her heart began beating franticly. As her son turned to face her, lines of moisture down his damp cheeks, she collapsed into the chair beside the bed she had occupied so often.
There was almost complete silence as Usagi glanced around the candle-lit mansion, despite the multitude of spirits that seemed to be constantly crossing the floor. A glove filled by an invisible hand and half a mask, similar to the one worn in Phantom of the Opera but worn over an invisible face, approached her. The mask nodded to the young woman.
"Word has already spread of your return. But I do not think many will expect your appearance." Usagi got the feeling that the bodiless voice was smiling.
"This is still new to me, count. But if I remember right, I've been female more often then male."
"Yes but remember, almost a thousand years have passed since your last female incarnation. Many of the younger souls and agents have not been around that long."
"This is giving me a headache," she said with a faint smile as she tried to sort out the confusing memories.
"That is too be expected. Such a long time with this power in dormancy, you will need time to adjust again. Would you like to have a look around?"
"Actually…" A window from one of the far walls drifted from it' place looking outside. The view changed and as they watched, Usagi's family appeared in the glass panes. "I would like to return home."
"Your highness, we need you here."
"You have taken care of the afterlife for several years, count. Do not tell me you can't take care of it a few years more." Again, she felt the invisible count smiled at her. He bowed, his mask lowering, then rose again. From where the glove moved to, she knew he was holding his arm out for her. She placed her arm on his elbow and followed as he guided her closer to the window.
"True, my lady. We can get along for a bit longer. You have the rest of your life to live." In the window, Trunks had walked into the room. His eyes fell on Usagi's body and he fell to his knees beside the bed. "And you'd better return before they decide you should be buried."
"Alert me if I am needed for anything. As I get my memories back, I'll be able to help more until I truly return."
"May I say for your entire realm, welcome back." With those final words and a smile over Usagi's shoulder to the count behind her, she slowly walked through the pane, the glass rippling around her like water.
No one was watching. They all had their heads down. And the newly awakened Usagi felt like being a little evil. She felt Vegita would be proud of the wicked little smirk that curled her lips as she thought.
Gohan was the closest. His head had fallen on her bed. She was surprised he hadn't noticed she was awake yet.
As she listened to the soft sobs coming from her brother's shaking form, the sniffles from her mother, and noticed the quiet mourning of Trunks on the floor, a little of the evilness left her.
"I haven't eaten in days, and all you guys can do is just sit there crying? Jez, I'll just go find 'tousan." As three stunned faces watched, Usagi stood from her bed and walked out of the door.
Not all of the evilness.
Vegita walked by the door as she walked out. He had heard her words and from the smirk on his own face, she could tell he thought it was funny also.
"'Bout time you got your lazy butt out of bed."
"But wasn't it worth those expressions?" A sharp bark of laughter from the sayijin prince told her he thought it was worth it too. "I better get something to eat before they snap out of their shock and wake everyone else up. I probably won't get a break for the rest of the day."
Okay, I know this was a short chapter, and it kinda leaves you hanging, but think about it. Everything beyond this scene would be so obvious! And I just had trouble finishing this at all. If I get enough pressure, I might consider an epilogue, but only if you guys really, really want one.
For people still confused about the king/queen of death thing, its a little Yami no Matsuai I felt like bringing in. Okay, I don't think there was a queen or king of death there, but the count is a real character, and the agents are actually there to find lost souls or solve mysteries that involve the afterlife. Tsuzuki is so kawaii!! (Sorry, just had to put that in.) Check it out if you can, it's a wonderful anime!
~Jade Nova
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