Title: The Elements of Song
Author: Marianya
Part: Chapter One
Rate: G
Date developed: 26 November 2000
Date revised: 28 December 2000
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Author's Notes:
Well this is it, the first chapter; I'm really scared about this one. I'm not too prepared for what may or may not happen in this story. In fact, the basic story plot is okay except for the details, and those include the villains.
*Thinks* Okay here's the thing, this is a crossover fic between two boy bands and Sailor Moon, toss in a character and the villains of my own creation and you get my story.
This takes place AFTER Sailor Moon Stars, in accordance to the manga version; I plan to include the cats and Rei's crows as well, somehow. So think about summer of 1999 (at least these next few chapters are), sounds good to you?
In case you are wondering this is when Usagi and the inner senshi are going to start their second year in the university. The outer senshi are working at their various occupations, Haruka, who is racing and Michiru who is playing violin are going into their third year at the same university as the inner senshi. Setsuna is the school nurse at Juuban senior high where Hotaru is currently attending her last year.
N'Sync is currently on tour with their first album in the US as well as developing songs for their next album. The Backstreet Boys are currently in a secluded home working out the final details regarding their sophomore American album "Millennium". My created character is going into her first year in the university but her school transcript indicates that she is well into her sophomore year.
In this part you will only see one boy band, and my created character, and then later into other chapters I will add in the other boy band, and then finally the actual crossover between reality and fantasy. Don't worry, you will still see some small insets that deal with what is going on with the Sailor Moon characters, and I promise that the second half of the story will be Sailor Moon dominate.
Disclaimers
Sailor Moon: I do not, will not own anything pertaining to Sailor Moon in my lifetime, everything dealing with this manga and anime series belong to Naoko Takeuchi.
Boy Bands: The two boy bands in this piece, N'Sync and Backstreet Boys, do not and will not belong to me in my lifetime. I gave up all rights to them and do not know them personally in any way, shape, or form. Except in my dreams, but then what fan doesn't?
Other characters: The only characters that do belong to me is the girl and the villain, (well besides all the past lives) in fact they belong to Marianya at the never ending series Unbroken Bonds - Unbroken Love. The villain is similar to the villain from Book 4: The Rise of the Fourth Kingdom, written by yours truly. The girl's past life is from Book 1: Bondages in Blood and in Love. But there's a twist, the girl's past life (for those of you that have read it) has been changed around for purposes of this story. For those of you that have read or will read (lame excuse to get readers into the other story) Book 2: The Blue Rose Reborn you will notice that this character is not really that character anymore. If that makes any sense. Email me if you are confused.
Anyway I'll talk more about the girl at the ending Author's Notes, now to the story.
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Chapter One - Aroused Spirits
"Okay and that's a wrap. Great job you guys, do that again tomorrow night and we'll be set."
It was a crisp Thursday afternoon, most of the wild teenagers that crowded around the arena are still in classes getting an education. Or, at least they should be...
Five tall and handsome young men quietly and quickly walked out of the arena and into their limousine in hopes to avoid the onslaught of female teenagers. Two men, both blond took the head of the group, one of them was a lean figure, and short really curly blondish-brown locks that seemed out of place. His eyes were an unusual color of pale blue as his eyes fleeted from one side to the next hoping to get away from the endless mobs of girls. He loved the girls, for he was the girl magnet of the bunch, but even he had times when he wished that they would leave him alone. He sighed inwardly, he suppose it was because he was the baby in the group.
The other blond in the group also walked toward the front of the group of five, his hair was straighter than that of the younger blond. He was the low voice of the group, the backbone of sound, if the group were without that backbone, then the sound of the other four on their own would seem lost, out of place. His voice provided that tie that brings the other four voices together. His dark hazel green eyes looked to one of his best friends to his right, the other blond. He was so tired that day he just wanted to go to the hotel room and rest.
Towards the back of the group stood two men, both had brown hair and brown eyes, both loved dyeing the tips of their hair all different kinds of colors. The first, the eldest in the group, had unusually dark blue eyes, but that was due to the fact that he often wore blue colored contacts to cover the dark brown eyes that he possessed naturally.
The other seemed to be the oldest of the group, with his growing beard and somewhat oval face. He was in fact in the middle of the group, in terms of age. He and the other brown haired guy were more the wild ones in the group playing around and teasing all for a good time, and to make the others laugh.
In the center of the group of five was a young man with serious demeanor and even more serious outlook. He was the thoughtful one of the five, always keeping tabs on everyone else, his hair naturally went back as if it was meant to be there. He was an up and coming songwriter writing and producing more of the songs that were coming out on the next album, he was genuinely surprised when it came upon him that he had the talent to write as well as sing songs. His hauntingly noble blue eyes drifted to the blue woven bracelets on his wrist, he vowed that he will give one to the 'girl of his dreams' should he ever find her.
The five men heard the screams of teenage girls nearby and gave some small waves to them before finally filing into the limousine parked in front of them. After the final boy band member got in and the door closed shut the limousine drove away from the crowds of girls.
"That was a long rehearsal, I can't wait to get back home after this tour." The youngest proclaimed as he laid back into his seat between two of his best friends. Looking to his left he saw blond haired Lance staring out into space thinking about whatever it was that he often thinks about. He then looked to his right and saw the brown haired man, looking out the window with tired eyes.
"Hey JC, whatcha looking for?" waving a hand in front of the elder's eyes.
Being driven so suddenly out of his reverie JC looked at his questioner with tired eyes, "Nothing Justin, just tired, this was a really long day." Really, JC was thinking about the dream he had the night before, he saw a single girl in the mists, her hair was dark but somehow it reflected the light that came through the mists.
After he woke up he had a strange feeling that something may happen that day. Something really good he hoped. His fingers played with the woven bracelets on his wrist, twisting, tying them.
Joey saw how distant JC seemed to be and decided to call on him upon it, "Hey JC, man, wake up, you're scaring the rest of us here." Gesturing towards Lance and Justin who were roughhousing next to JC, after seeing the spectacle he changed his words, "Umm I mean you're scaring me over here."
JC laughed, it has been a stressful week for all of them, JC especially he wanted to just go home and lay back for just a day. He missed his family and old school friends, but then he knew that he would miss his band buddies even more. JC's eyes flickered back to the window, as the limousine was rolling to a stop, there he stayed staring at the vision that stood up ahead of him on the crosswalk intersection where the limo had stopped.
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Earlier that day...
Mari walked slowly on campus with her books in tow, she had a rough night the day before, and subsequently woke up earlier in a sweat. She tried for about an hour, lying awake in bed in a futile attempt to figure out what she had dreamt about. She did not remember much of the general environment, however she did remember the finer details of her dream.
She remembered the constant golden light that shone throughout the dream, how it penetrated deep within the deepest confines of her heart, of her soul. How much she was comforted when the golden hues of color surrounded her body and enveloped her in a beam of golden light.
Now with the dream still in her mind she felt the sunlight warm her soul as she walked towards her class.
The light breeze came from the sky and encircled Mari in a cocoon of warmth, the breeze lightly brushed her ear, 'With one look I knew'. Mari stopped, and listened carefully, . Mari tried to remember the words that graced her ear moments before but to no avail.
She gave up and thought that she was just hearing things and continued to walk towards her classes. 'When I turned and saw your eyes', the breeze whispered to her ear before disappearing into the surrounding air.
Mari stopped again and listened, . Mari did not know quite how to make of it.
'I knew you would set my soul flying' Mari whipped around suddenly with her black shoulder bag flinging around to the sudden movement of her turn. , Mari wondered, 'And together, we will find paradise', . Mari looked behind her trying hopelessly to place the voice with the person, all she saw were people walking quickly to their classes or speaking to others on the lawn. Not one person seemed to take notice of her.
Mari shook her head, her long ankle-length French braid weaving back and forth behind her. She felt a strange familiarity with that voice, but she could not remember where or when, if any, she had heard it before.
Classes went smoothly as always, Mari had trouble keeping awake though she knew instinctively that it dealt with her lost sleep earlier that day. After packing her things she walked out of the campus halls and into the city. She needed the time to walk around the Big Apple, she needed the fresh park air to help relieve her of her stress.
Mari looked at the path in front of her, she her eyes saw the busy people walking through the sidewalks, never making eye contact, never noticing or welcoming another. As Mari stopped at a busy intersection, waiting patiently for the walking signal to go on, she felt a little lightheaded, as if something or someone was slowly beginning to overtake her body. She never saw the walk signal go on, instead she stood there shaking the nausea that was slowly taking over her body.
Her eyes saw the crossing signal change to walking, but her mind did not register it as quickly, instead after she attempted to regain her strength, she started to walk onto the cross walk, unknownst to her that the walking signal had changed to a blinking 'Don't walk' that soon thereafter became solid. At that moment she stumbled and fell in front of the limousine that had parked at the crossing waiting for the light to turn to green.
JC who was in the limousine had seen the girl stumble on the crossing, allowing his subconscious and instincts to take over he got out of the limousine, much to the shock of his band mates, and walked to the now unconscious girl.
His blue eyes darkened in subconscious fear as he picked up the girl in one swoop and brought her back into the automobile. Justin, who had came out after JC picked up the books and bags that were sprawled around the area where she had been and brought them into the limo as well.
Unfortunately for the two men their brief appearance outside of the tinted windows did not go unnoticed. Soon a parade of girls were making their way to the limo that the two boys had previously exited and reentered.
Seeing their plight Joey and Chris yelled at the driver, "Go, go, go, let's go!" The standing limo roared to life and in a blast of smoke left the spot right as the onslaught of female girls was only mere steps from them.
JC sat at the same spot that he had when he came from the rehearsal, but the difference was the unconscious girl in his arms. He shifted her so that his arms would not go numb, nor would she be uncomfortable when she awoke . JC looked down her face with contemplative eyes, studying her round face, her peaceful demeanor, . JC's breath was taken away, sure there were always beautiful girls in the stands at concerts watching their every move, hanging on their every word, . Indeed, there was no word that could be used to describe the girl in her entirety for her. Subconsciously he took a single finger and stroke her full cheek, the silk skin brushing against his finger.
Justin, who was still sitting between JC and Lance, saw the loving and protective hold that JC had over the girl. A girl that none of them had ever met, a girl that just fell on the street, a girl that capture the heart of one of his best friends in one fell swoop. He smiled as he remember the face of a fellow singer. They knew of one another while at the Mickey Mouse Club, and had kept in touch with one another since, she was a growing star and he couldn't wait to talk to her again.
Lance was watching with interested eyes as JC slowly stroke the cheek of the girl, he did not know whom the girl was, nor did he think that any of the other guys knew her either. It would seem, however, that JC knew her and quite well. Lance himself did not have the comfort of a love from a singular person; he knew that when she does come around then he would treat her as a princess.
The two men with brown hair and colored tips, watched with interested eyes. They did not know whom the girl is, or who she could possibly be. What they did know was that she was certainly very special and that JC was head over heels in love with her.
JC knew that things were going to change sometime in the future. He knew that his feeling for happiness was not unfounded, but instead just beginning to come true.
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In Tokyo...
The door to an apartment opened slowly allowing a short silver blond haired girl to walk in with her university books. She was going to start classes again very soon and she did not have any intention to lag behind on her studies like she did while in junior high school. She had been lucky to start studying and working hard enough during her three years in senior high to allow her to be adequately prepared for the university entrance exams. In fact she was currently attending Keio University along with all her friends and her true love, Mamoru.
Mamoru, oh what a bright future those two had for each other. The coming of the utopian kingdom is close to evident now and she was preparing herself diligently, almost as much as Ami-chan the group female genius. She set all of her books onto the kitchen counter and looked at her watch. It was almost time for her date with Mamoru, they were meeting her other friends at the Crown Fruit Parlor in a few minutes and she only had five minutes to change to appropriate clothing.
The girl walked over to the stereo system that was on top of a table off in the corner. She turned on the radio to a random station and walked over to her bedroom to change. In the background, an American band was finishing a song. 'There's something missing in my heart...'. Soon thereafter another song came on as it turns out to be another American band, 'Can this be true, tell me, can this be real...'.
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In the one of the outer suburbs of New York City...
Another boy band group were taking a long nap before going back to their repertoire of songs and choosing certain songs that would appear on their upcoming album. They had a deadline to catch and none of them could figure out what to use as the closing song.
One of the more serious members of the group laid in bed restlessly as he tried to sleep before the inevitable workload ahead of them. His blondish-light brown locks fell across his noble pale blue eyes. His thoughts went to his fiancée, he was one of the happiest men alive and he knew it. Somehow there was still something missing in his life, a big blank spot that just wouldn't fill.
As his eyelids grew heavier with each passing minute his subconscious started to awaken into a new light. Something was happening, and deep within his heart he knew it would happen sometime in the near future.
As his consciousness started to drift into the caress hold of sleep, his mind brought up images of a girl in a gown of lavender, and the longest black-brown hair that he had ever seen. But what the man did not notice or rather remember later as he tried to place the girl, was the unusual color of her eyes. His heart knew that he should know of this girl but for the life of him, he could not figure out who she is, her eyes should have definitely given it away.
And with that final thought, he drifted off to the welcoming warmth of sleep.
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Somewhere out in the farthest reaches of space...
A dark figure was slowly awakening from its slumber, after more than a millennium of everlasting sleep. It had sense a disturbance within its confined space, a power from so long ago. While it did not recall where this power was first awakening, it knew instinctively that the power should not be allowed to awaken, grow, and fully bloom. That power had to be stopped.
So slowly from its long slumber, it started to stir as only one thought crossed it's mind, "Revenge".
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Author's Notes:
There, the first chapter said and done. I may rewrite the end though, I'm none too happy about it. It's too short, I may wish to elaborate, describe it a bit more. Add more detail to the scenes and so on and so forth.
Please let me know what you think of it. There are bits and pieces that some of you should be able to piece together what is what, and whom is whom. Well next chapter the ... oops, can't give that away.
Anyway... email me at marianya@yahoo.com all suggestions, compliments and criticisms are welcome.
Until the next chapter, ja ne!
Author: Marianya
Part: Chapter One
Rate: G
Date developed: 26 November 2000
Date revised: 28 December 2000
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Author's Notes:
Well this is it, the first chapter; I'm really scared about this one. I'm not too prepared for what may or may not happen in this story. In fact, the basic story plot is okay except for the details, and those include the villains.
*Thinks* Okay here's the thing, this is a crossover fic between two boy bands and Sailor Moon, toss in a character and the villains of my own creation and you get my story.
This takes place AFTER Sailor Moon Stars, in accordance to the manga version; I plan to include the cats and Rei's crows as well, somehow. So think about summer of 1999 (at least these next few chapters are), sounds good to you?
In case you are wondering this is when Usagi and the inner senshi are going to start their second year in the university. The outer senshi are working at their various occupations, Haruka, who is racing and Michiru who is playing violin are going into their third year at the same university as the inner senshi. Setsuna is the school nurse at Juuban senior high where Hotaru is currently attending her last year.
N'Sync is currently on tour with their first album in the US as well as developing songs for their next album. The Backstreet Boys are currently in a secluded home working out the final details regarding their sophomore American album "Millennium". My created character is going into her first year in the university but her school transcript indicates that she is well into her sophomore year.
In this part you will only see one boy band, and my created character, and then later into other chapters I will add in the other boy band, and then finally the actual crossover between reality and fantasy. Don't worry, you will still see some small insets that deal with what is going on with the Sailor Moon characters, and I promise that the second half of the story will be Sailor Moon dominate.
Disclaimers
Sailor Moon: I do not, will not own anything pertaining to Sailor Moon in my lifetime, everything dealing with this manga and anime series belong to Naoko Takeuchi.
Boy Bands: The two boy bands in this piece, N'Sync and Backstreet Boys, do not and will not belong to me in my lifetime. I gave up all rights to them and do not know them personally in any way, shape, or form. Except in my dreams, but then what fan doesn't?
Other characters: The only characters that do belong to me is the girl and the villain, (well besides all the past lives) in fact they belong to Marianya at the never ending series Unbroken Bonds - Unbroken Love. The villain is similar to the villain from Book 4: The Rise of the Fourth Kingdom, written by yours truly. The girl's past life is from Book 1: Bondages in Blood and in Love. But there's a twist, the girl's past life (for those of you that have read it) has been changed around for purposes of this story. For those of you that have read or will read (lame excuse to get readers into the other story) Book 2: The Blue Rose Reborn you will notice that this character is not really that character anymore. If that makes any sense. Email me if you are confused.
Anyway I'll talk more about the girl at the ending Author's Notes, now to the story.
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Chapter One - Aroused Spirits
"Okay and that's a wrap. Great job you guys, do that again tomorrow night and we'll be set."
It was a crisp Thursday afternoon, most of the wild teenagers that crowded around the arena are still in classes getting an education. Or, at least they should be...
Five tall and handsome young men quietly and quickly walked out of the arena and into their limousine in hopes to avoid the onslaught of female teenagers. Two men, both blond took the head of the group, one of them was a lean figure, and short really curly blondish-brown locks that seemed out of place. His eyes were an unusual color of pale blue as his eyes fleeted from one side to the next hoping to get away from the endless mobs of girls. He loved the girls, for he was the girl magnet of the bunch, but even he had times when he wished that they would leave him alone. He sighed inwardly, he suppose it was because he was the baby in the group.
The other blond in the group also walked toward the front of the group of five, his hair was straighter than that of the younger blond. He was the low voice of the group, the backbone of sound, if the group were without that backbone, then the sound of the other four on their own would seem lost, out of place. His voice provided that tie that brings the other four voices together. His dark hazel green eyes looked to one of his best friends to his right, the other blond. He was so tired that day he just wanted to go to the hotel room and rest.
Towards the back of the group stood two men, both had brown hair and brown eyes, both loved dyeing the tips of their hair all different kinds of colors. The first, the eldest in the group, had unusually dark blue eyes, but that was due to the fact that he often wore blue colored contacts to cover the dark brown eyes that he possessed naturally.
The other seemed to be the oldest of the group, with his growing beard and somewhat oval face. He was in fact in the middle of the group, in terms of age. He and the other brown haired guy were more the wild ones in the group playing around and teasing all for a good time, and to make the others laugh.
In the center of the group of five was a young man with serious demeanor and even more serious outlook. He was the thoughtful one of the five, always keeping tabs on everyone else, his hair naturally went back as if it was meant to be there. He was an up and coming songwriter writing and producing more of the songs that were coming out on the next album, he was genuinely surprised when it came upon him that he had the talent to write as well as sing songs. His hauntingly noble blue eyes drifted to the blue woven bracelets on his wrist, he vowed that he will give one to the 'girl of his dreams' should he ever find her.
The five men heard the screams of teenage girls nearby and gave some small waves to them before finally filing into the limousine parked in front of them. After the final boy band member got in and the door closed shut the limousine drove away from the crowds of girls.
"That was a long rehearsal, I can't wait to get back home after this tour." The youngest proclaimed as he laid back into his seat between two of his best friends. Looking to his left he saw blond haired Lance staring out into space thinking about whatever it was that he often thinks about. He then looked to his right and saw the brown haired man, looking out the window with tired eyes.
"Hey JC, whatcha looking for?" waving a hand in front of the elder's eyes.
Being driven so suddenly out of his reverie JC looked at his questioner with tired eyes, "Nothing Justin, just tired, this was a really long day." Really, JC was thinking about the dream he had the night before, he saw a single girl in the mists, her hair was dark but somehow it reflected the light that came through the mists.
After he woke up he had a strange feeling that something may happen that day. Something really good he hoped. His fingers played with the woven bracelets on his wrist, twisting, tying them.
Joey saw how distant JC seemed to be and decided to call on him upon it, "Hey JC, man, wake up, you're scaring the rest of us here." Gesturing towards Lance and Justin who were roughhousing next to JC, after seeing the spectacle he changed his words, "Umm I mean you're scaring me over here."
JC laughed, it has been a stressful week for all of them, JC especially he wanted to just go home and lay back for just a day. He missed his family and old school friends, but then he knew that he would miss his band buddies even more. JC's eyes flickered back to the window, as the limousine was rolling to a stop, there he stayed staring at the vision that stood up ahead of him on the crosswalk intersection where the limo had stopped.
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Earlier that day...
Mari walked slowly on campus with her books in tow, she had a rough night the day before, and subsequently woke up earlier in a sweat. She tried for about an hour, lying awake in bed in a futile attempt to figure out what she had dreamt about. She did not remember much of the general environment, however she did remember the finer details of her dream.
She remembered the constant golden light that shone throughout the dream, how it penetrated deep within the deepest confines of her heart, of her soul. How much she was comforted when the golden hues of color surrounded her body and enveloped her in a beam of golden light.
Now with the dream still in her mind she felt the sunlight warm her soul as she walked towards her class.
The light breeze came from the sky and encircled Mari in a cocoon of warmth, the breeze lightly brushed her ear, 'With one look I knew'. Mari stopped, and listened carefully, . Mari tried to remember the words that graced her ear moments before but to no avail.
She gave up and thought that she was just hearing things and continued to walk towards her classes. 'When I turned and saw your eyes', the breeze whispered to her ear before disappearing into the surrounding air.
Mari stopped again and listened, . Mari did not know quite how to make of it.
'I knew you would set my soul flying' Mari whipped around suddenly with her black shoulder bag flinging around to the sudden movement of her turn. , Mari wondered, 'And together, we will find paradise', . Mari looked behind her trying hopelessly to place the voice with the person, all she saw were people walking quickly to their classes or speaking to others on the lawn. Not one person seemed to take notice of her.
Mari shook her head, her long ankle-length French braid weaving back and forth behind her. She felt a strange familiarity with that voice, but she could not remember where or when, if any, she had heard it before.
Classes went smoothly as always, Mari had trouble keeping awake though she knew instinctively that it dealt with her lost sleep earlier that day. After packing her things she walked out of the campus halls and into the city. She needed the time to walk around the Big Apple, she needed the fresh park air to help relieve her of her stress.
Mari looked at the path in front of her, she her eyes saw the busy people walking through the sidewalks, never making eye contact, never noticing or welcoming another. As Mari stopped at a busy intersection, waiting patiently for the walking signal to go on, she felt a little lightheaded, as if something or someone was slowly beginning to overtake her body. She never saw the walk signal go on, instead she stood there shaking the nausea that was slowly taking over her body.
Her eyes saw the crossing signal change to walking, but her mind did not register it as quickly, instead after she attempted to regain her strength, she started to walk onto the cross walk, unknownst to her that the walking signal had changed to a blinking 'Don't walk' that soon thereafter became solid. At that moment she stumbled and fell in front of the limousine that had parked at the crossing waiting for the light to turn to green.
JC who was in the limousine had seen the girl stumble on the crossing, allowing his subconscious and instincts to take over he got out of the limousine, much to the shock of his band mates, and walked to the now unconscious girl.
His blue eyes darkened in subconscious fear as he picked up the girl in one swoop and brought her back into the automobile. Justin, who had came out after JC picked up the books and bags that were sprawled around the area where she had been and brought them into the limo as well.
Unfortunately for the two men their brief appearance outside of the tinted windows did not go unnoticed. Soon a parade of girls were making their way to the limo that the two boys had previously exited and reentered.
Seeing their plight Joey and Chris yelled at the driver, "Go, go, go, let's go!" The standing limo roared to life and in a blast of smoke left the spot right as the onslaught of female girls was only mere steps from them.
JC sat at the same spot that he had when he came from the rehearsal, but the difference was the unconscious girl in his arms. He shifted her so that his arms would not go numb, nor would she be uncomfortable when she awoke . JC looked down her face with contemplative eyes, studying her round face, her peaceful demeanor, . JC's breath was taken away, sure there were always beautiful girls in the stands at concerts watching their every move, hanging on their every word, . Indeed, there was no word that could be used to describe the girl in her entirety for her. Subconsciously he took a single finger and stroke her full cheek, the silk skin brushing against his finger.
Justin, who was still sitting between JC and Lance, saw the loving and protective hold that JC had over the girl. A girl that none of them had ever met, a girl that just fell on the street, a girl that capture the heart of one of his best friends in one fell swoop. He smiled as he remember the face of a fellow singer. They knew of one another while at the Mickey Mouse Club, and had kept in touch with one another since, she was a growing star and he couldn't wait to talk to her again.
Lance was watching with interested eyes as JC slowly stroke the cheek of the girl, he did not know whom the girl was, nor did he think that any of the other guys knew her either. It would seem, however, that JC knew her and quite well. Lance himself did not have the comfort of a love from a singular person; he knew that when she does come around then he would treat her as a princess.
The two men with brown hair and colored tips, watched with interested eyes. They did not know whom the girl is, or who she could possibly be. What they did know was that she was certainly very special and that JC was head over heels in love with her.
JC knew that things were going to change sometime in the future. He knew that his feeling for happiness was not unfounded, but instead just beginning to come true.
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In Tokyo...
The door to an apartment opened slowly allowing a short silver blond haired girl to walk in with her university books. She was going to start classes again very soon and she did not have any intention to lag behind on her studies like she did while in junior high school. She had been lucky to start studying and working hard enough during her three years in senior high to allow her to be adequately prepared for the university entrance exams. In fact she was currently attending Keio University along with all her friends and her true love, Mamoru.
Mamoru, oh what a bright future those two had for each other. The coming of the utopian kingdom is close to evident now and she was preparing herself diligently, almost as much as Ami-chan the group female genius. She set all of her books onto the kitchen counter and looked at her watch. It was almost time for her date with Mamoru, they were meeting her other friends at the Crown Fruit Parlor in a few minutes and she only had five minutes to change to appropriate clothing.
The girl walked over to the stereo system that was on top of a table off in the corner. She turned on the radio to a random station and walked over to her bedroom to change. In the background, an American band was finishing a song. 'There's something missing in my heart...'. Soon thereafter another song came on as it turns out to be another American band, 'Can this be true, tell me, can this be real...'.
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In the one of the outer suburbs of New York City...
Another boy band group were taking a long nap before going back to their repertoire of songs and choosing certain songs that would appear on their upcoming album. They had a deadline to catch and none of them could figure out what to use as the closing song.
One of the more serious members of the group laid in bed restlessly as he tried to sleep before the inevitable workload ahead of them. His blondish-light brown locks fell across his noble pale blue eyes. His thoughts went to his fiancée, he was one of the happiest men alive and he knew it. Somehow there was still something missing in his life, a big blank spot that just wouldn't fill.
As his eyelids grew heavier with each passing minute his subconscious started to awaken into a new light. Something was happening, and deep within his heart he knew it would happen sometime in the near future.
As his consciousness started to drift into the caress hold of sleep, his mind brought up images of a girl in a gown of lavender, and the longest black-brown hair that he had ever seen. But what the man did not notice or rather remember later as he tried to place the girl, was the unusual color of her eyes. His heart knew that he should know of this girl but for the life of him, he could not figure out who she is, her eyes should have definitely given it away.
And with that final thought, he drifted off to the welcoming warmth of sleep.
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Somewhere out in the farthest reaches of space...
A dark figure was slowly awakening from its slumber, after more than a millennium of everlasting sleep. It had sense a disturbance within its confined space, a power from so long ago. While it did not recall where this power was first awakening, it knew instinctively that the power should not be allowed to awaken, grow, and fully bloom. That power had to be stopped.
So slowly from its long slumber, it started to stir as only one thought crossed it's mind, "Revenge".
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Author's Notes:
There, the first chapter said and done. I may rewrite the end though, I'm none too happy about it. It's too short, I may wish to elaborate, describe it a bit more. Add more detail to the scenes and so on and so forth.
Please let me know what you think of it. There are bits and pieces that some of you should be able to piece together what is what, and whom is whom. Well next chapter the ... oops, can't give that away.
Anyway... email me at marianya@yahoo.com all suggestions, compliments and criticisms are welcome.
Until the next chapter, ja ne!