The True Confessions of Usagi Tsukino
By Angel of Reality
This story is (another) twist with the Sailor Moon cast. The real name is `The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle', a book used for my literature class. I found out that this book is very good, do I decided to make a (another) SM twist. If you have read the book before, please tell me. This takes place mostly on a ship. Usagi, of course, is the main character, and her attitude and actions are ladylike, on halfway of the story. Thank you for actually wanting to read, this is actually a good story, and I hope you enjoy.
(This is in Usagi's point of view. In the book, the girl supposed to be 13, but in here, she's 15.)
"Never be seen in the street without gloves. Your gloves should fit to the last degree of perfection."
- Collier's Cyclopedia, 1883
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CHAPTER ONE
"Miss Tsukino, are you ready to go?" Mr. Jadeite asked.
"Yes, sir. But may I give a farewell to my dear chaperone?" I asked.
"Is that necessary?"
"She's been very kind."
"Fine, but make haste."
I turned back to my carriage and flung my arms around Mrs. Mizuno's neck, and we hugged each other. We had been good friends during the long trip to here. With tearful waves, I had departed.
"Hiakuu, Miss Tsukino!" Mr. Jadeite called.
"Hai, sir."
A porter came by as requested earlier. He picked up my trunk and followed us to the deck.
As we walked, I couldn't help but ask, "When are the other people going to be here?" I was referring to the people who will also go on the same ship I'm going to on the voyage of America.
Looking a little disgruntled, he took out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and peered,
" Well, they should promptly be here already. But for your information, Miss Tsukino, I received word that departure was being put off, but when I checked with the Captain directly, he informed me that there must have been some misunderstanding. The ship is scheduled to leave with the first tide tomorrow. So there should be no delay."
Still curious, I questioned more.
"What is the ship's name?"
He glanced over at his paper again. "The Broken Black Angel."
"...is she British or American?"
"American."
"A merchant ship?"
"To be sure."
"How many masts?"
He sighed deeply and said, "Miss Tsukino, I don't know but we should get going."
He then took a quick glance at his watch and turned to move again to make his point.
A tad more curious, I asked one more question. "What is, Mr. Jadeite, the captain's name?"
He stopped again, frowning in an irritated fashion, but all the same consulted his paper." Captain Mamoru Chiba."
Suddenly the porter exclaimed, "Here!" He had just overheard our talk. We both looked at him.
"Did you say Captain Chiba?" the porter demanded.
"Are you addressing me?" Mr. Jadeite inquired, making it clearly that if so, the porter had committed a serious branch of decorum.
"I was," the man said. "And I'm asking if I heard you right when you said we were going to a ship mastered by a certain Captain Chiba." He spoke the name Chiba as if it were something positively loathsome.
"I was not addressing you," Mr. Jadeite informed the man.
The porter suddenly swung down my trunk with such force that when it landed, it could have snapped in two.
"I don't have anything to do with Captain Chiba. Not for double gold. Not one more step."
"Now see here!" Mr. Jadeite cried with indignation. "You undertook..."
"Never mind what I undertook sir. It's worth more to me than to avoid that man than to close with your coin." And with that, he took off.
"Stop! Stop I say!" Mr. Jadeite called, but it was in vain. The porter disappeared.
He and I looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Then for a moment he quickly surveyed the area for a replacement.
"There! You man," he cried to the man who first passed by. "Here's a shilling if you can carry this young lady's trunk!"
The man paused, looked at him, me, then the trunk. "That?" he said disdainfully.
"I'd be happy to add another shilling," I volunteered, thinking that the low offer was the problem.
"Miss Tsukino." Mr. Jadeite snapped. "Let me handle this."
"Two shillings," the man said quickly.
"One." Mr. Jadeite countered.
"Two"
"One"
"Two." He stuck out his hand in front of him towards Mr. Jadeite.
He placed the coin in the man's palm, and then he turned to me.
Hastily, I extracted a coin from my small handbag.
"Miss Tsukino!" Mr. Jadeite objected.
"I did promise, "I said, giving the man it.
He tipped his hat. "May the whole world follow your fashion."
This commendation of my principles of moral goodness brought a blush of pleasure that I could hardly suppress.
"Now then," the porter asked, "Where does this young lady require this?"
"Never mind where," Mr. Jadeite snapped. "Along the docks here. I'll tell you when we arrive."
Then the man, to my astonishment, swung my trunk over his shoulder with great ease. "Lead on."
We started off again.
After guiding us through a maze of docks and quays, he came to a stop. With a half turn, he announced, "There she sits," and gestured to a ship moored to the slip before us.
I hardly looked where he pointed when we heard a loud thump behind. I turned to see the man who was carrying my trunk and had taken one look at the B.B.A. He hurriedly set down my trunk, and, like the first, run off without any word or explanation at all.
Mr. Jadeite, in exasperation, said, "Miss Tsukino, you wait for me here." With rapid strides he took himself up the gangplank and onto the B.B.A where he disappeared from my view.
I stood there, more than ever wanting to get aboard and meet the delightful children who were my traveling companions. I waited for about a half an hour, studying the ship.
Then I began to realize I was watching something clinging to one of the mooring ropes on the ship's stern. It's like this picture I had once seen, an animal hanging upside down on jungle vines. He appeared to be shimmying himself from the dock up to the B.B.A. Then he boarded the ship, and was gone.
I had no time to absorb that vision when I had heard Mr. Jadeite's arguing voice with someone else
He then came down to the dock at last; face all flushed, with an evil eye.
"Is something amiss?" I whispered.
"Not at all!" He snapped. "All is planned. You have been expected. The ship's cargo is loaded. The captain is ready to sail. But..." He trailed off, looking at the ship, then back at me. "It's just that...you see, those two families, your companions..... They had not arrived."
"But they will, "I said, trying to compose myself.
"That's not entirely certain," Mr. Jadeite allowed. "The second mate informs me that they could not reach Liverpool in time. The other family has a seriously ill child. There is no concern that she could not be moved." Again, he glanced over his shoulder at the B.B.A as if, in some fashion, these events were the ship's fault.
He continued, "As it stands, Captain Chiba will accept no delay of departure. Quite proper. He has his orders."
"But sir," I asked him in dismay, "what shall I do?"
"Do? Miss Tsukino, your father left orders that you were to travel ON this ship ON time. I'm very specific, WRITTEN orders in that regard. He left no money to arrange otherwise. As for myself," he said, "I'm off to Scotland tonight on pressing business."
"But SURELY..." I cried, frustrated by the way he was talking as much as by his news, "surely I mustn't travel alone!"
"Being on a ship of captain and crew could hardly be constructed as traveling alone."
"But...but that would be all MEN, Mr. Jadeite! And...I'm a girl! It would be WRONG!" I bursted out.
"Well in fact, there's few woman, but considering sailors, they would be the same class as the MEN crew. And in MY word, judgments as to rights and wrongs are left to my Creator, NOT to children. Now, be so good as to board the B.B.A, AT ONCE!"
Okay, that's it. I hoped you liked it. But give full credit to the real author of the real story, Avi. (Last name anonymous). I only did the twist and I cut a few unimportant scenes out. Please review and thank you for reading. More chapters are coming out too.
By Angel of Reality
This story is (another) twist with the Sailor Moon cast. The real name is `The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle', a book used for my literature class. I found out that this book is very good, do I decided to make a (another) SM twist. If you have read the book before, please tell me. This takes place mostly on a ship. Usagi, of course, is the main character, and her attitude and actions are ladylike, on halfway of the story. Thank you for actually wanting to read, this is actually a good story, and I hope you enjoy.
(This is in Usagi's point of view. In the book, the girl supposed to be 13, but in here, she's 15.)
"Never be seen in the street without gloves. Your gloves should fit to the last degree of perfection."
- Collier's Cyclopedia, 1883
_________________________________________
CHAPTER ONE
"Miss Tsukino, are you ready to go?" Mr. Jadeite asked.
"Yes, sir. But may I give a farewell to my dear chaperone?" I asked.
"Is that necessary?"
"She's been very kind."
"Fine, but make haste."
I turned back to my carriage and flung my arms around Mrs. Mizuno's neck, and we hugged each other. We had been good friends during the long trip to here. With tearful waves, I had departed.
"Hiakuu, Miss Tsukino!" Mr. Jadeite called.
"Hai, sir."
A porter came by as requested earlier. He picked up my trunk and followed us to the deck.
As we walked, I couldn't help but ask, "When are the other people going to be here?" I was referring to the people who will also go on the same ship I'm going to on the voyage of America.
Looking a little disgruntled, he took out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and peered,
" Well, they should promptly be here already. But for your information, Miss Tsukino, I received word that departure was being put off, but when I checked with the Captain directly, he informed me that there must have been some misunderstanding. The ship is scheduled to leave with the first tide tomorrow. So there should be no delay."
Still curious, I questioned more.
"What is the ship's name?"
He glanced over at his paper again. "The Broken Black Angel."
"...is she British or American?"
"American."
"A merchant ship?"
"To be sure."
"How many masts?"
He sighed deeply and said, "Miss Tsukino, I don't know but we should get going."
He then took a quick glance at his watch and turned to move again to make his point.
A tad more curious, I asked one more question. "What is, Mr. Jadeite, the captain's name?"
He stopped again, frowning in an irritated fashion, but all the same consulted his paper." Captain Mamoru Chiba."
Suddenly the porter exclaimed, "Here!" He had just overheard our talk. We both looked at him.
"Did you say Captain Chiba?" the porter demanded.
"Are you addressing me?" Mr. Jadeite inquired, making it clearly that if so, the porter had committed a serious branch of decorum.
"I was," the man said. "And I'm asking if I heard you right when you said we were going to a ship mastered by a certain Captain Chiba." He spoke the name Chiba as if it were something positively loathsome.
"I was not addressing you," Mr. Jadeite informed the man.
The porter suddenly swung down my trunk with such force that when it landed, it could have snapped in two.
"I don't have anything to do with Captain Chiba. Not for double gold. Not one more step."
"Now see here!" Mr. Jadeite cried with indignation. "You undertook..."
"Never mind what I undertook sir. It's worth more to me than to avoid that man than to close with your coin." And with that, he took off.
"Stop! Stop I say!" Mr. Jadeite called, but it was in vain. The porter disappeared.
He and I looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Then for a moment he quickly surveyed the area for a replacement.
"There! You man," he cried to the man who first passed by. "Here's a shilling if you can carry this young lady's trunk!"
The man paused, looked at him, me, then the trunk. "That?" he said disdainfully.
"I'd be happy to add another shilling," I volunteered, thinking that the low offer was the problem.
"Miss Tsukino." Mr. Jadeite snapped. "Let me handle this."
"Two shillings," the man said quickly.
"One." Mr. Jadeite countered.
"Two"
"One"
"Two." He stuck out his hand in front of him towards Mr. Jadeite.
He placed the coin in the man's palm, and then he turned to me.
Hastily, I extracted a coin from my small handbag.
"Miss Tsukino!" Mr. Jadeite objected.
"I did promise, "I said, giving the man it.
He tipped his hat. "May the whole world follow your fashion."
This commendation of my principles of moral goodness brought a blush of pleasure that I could hardly suppress.
"Now then," the porter asked, "Where does this young lady require this?"
"Never mind where," Mr. Jadeite snapped. "Along the docks here. I'll tell you when we arrive."
Then the man, to my astonishment, swung my trunk over his shoulder with great ease. "Lead on."
We started off again.
After guiding us through a maze of docks and quays, he came to a stop. With a half turn, he announced, "There she sits," and gestured to a ship moored to the slip before us.
I hardly looked where he pointed when we heard a loud thump behind. I turned to see the man who was carrying my trunk and had taken one look at the B.B.A. He hurriedly set down my trunk, and, like the first, run off without any word or explanation at all.
Mr. Jadeite, in exasperation, said, "Miss Tsukino, you wait for me here." With rapid strides he took himself up the gangplank and onto the B.B.A where he disappeared from my view.
I stood there, more than ever wanting to get aboard and meet the delightful children who were my traveling companions. I waited for about a half an hour, studying the ship.
Then I began to realize I was watching something clinging to one of the mooring ropes on the ship's stern. It's like this picture I had once seen, an animal hanging upside down on jungle vines. He appeared to be shimmying himself from the dock up to the B.B.A. Then he boarded the ship, and was gone.
I had no time to absorb that vision when I had heard Mr. Jadeite's arguing voice with someone else
He then came down to the dock at last; face all flushed, with an evil eye.
"Is something amiss?" I whispered.
"Not at all!" He snapped. "All is planned. You have been expected. The ship's cargo is loaded. The captain is ready to sail. But..." He trailed off, looking at the ship, then back at me. "It's just that...you see, those two families, your companions..... They had not arrived."
"But they will, "I said, trying to compose myself.
"That's not entirely certain," Mr. Jadeite allowed. "The second mate informs me that they could not reach Liverpool in time. The other family has a seriously ill child. There is no concern that she could not be moved." Again, he glanced over his shoulder at the B.B.A as if, in some fashion, these events were the ship's fault.
He continued, "As it stands, Captain Chiba will accept no delay of departure. Quite proper. He has his orders."
"But sir," I asked him in dismay, "what shall I do?"
"Do? Miss Tsukino, your father left orders that you were to travel ON this ship ON time. I'm very specific, WRITTEN orders in that regard. He left no money to arrange otherwise. As for myself," he said, "I'm off to Scotland tonight on pressing business."
"But SURELY..." I cried, frustrated by the way he was talking as much as by his news, "surely I mustn't travel alone!"
"Being on a ship of captain and crew could hardly be constructed as traveling alone."
"But...but that would be all MEN, Mr. Jadeite! And...I'm a girl! It would be WRONG!" I bursted out.
"Well in fact, there's few woman, but considering sailors, they would be the same class as the MEN crew. And in MY word, judgments as to rights and wrongs are left to my Creator, NOT to children. Now, be so good as to board the B.B.A, AT ONCE!"
Okay, that's it. I hoped you liked it. But give full credit to the real author of the real story, Avi. (Last name anonymous). I only did the twist and I cut a few unimportant scenes out. Please review and thank you for reading. More chapters are coming out too.