REUNION (Part 5) by Sievert Dinar
Disclaimer - Sailormoon was created by Naoko Takeuchi and is
vaguely owned by Bandai. Doctor Who was vaguely created by Sydney
Newman and Donald Wilson and is most certainly owned, and often
shafted by, the BBC.
"Grandfather?" The trio stared as the Doctor bowed to them
in a somewhat overdramatic fashion. Both he and Setsuna became
somewhat less amused when they started prodding him.
"Would you three stop that." Setsuna crossed her arms.
"It's rude." They stopped, looking sheepish. "Thankyou. Now,
would you mind telling me what you were doing, spying on our
meeting?"
"he's not really your grandfather, is he?" Hotaru looked
at Setsuna hopefully, who simply clicked her tongue.
"I asked the question first."
"Mine was better."
Setsuna huffed as the Doctor patted Hotaru on the head,
affectionately. "Is it so hard to imagine that the Senshi of Time
would have a grandfather who looks so young."
Hotaru blushed. "I suppose not." She thought about it for
a moment. "Why didn't she ever tell us about you?"
"Would it have made a difference?" Setsuna shrugged.
"You've never met him before. You were bowled over by him a few
minutes ago, but you've never actually met him."
"Now now, Su... Setsuna. Don't confuse them any more than
they are, already." The Doctor wagged a finger at his
granddaughter. "It's hard enough for them to accept things as it
is, now, let alone THAT."
"Well, they're going to have to get used to it pretty soon."
"Can I ask a question?" Michiru butted in. "Where do you
live, where have you been all this time and what is your blood
group?" She had notebook and pencil ready to jot down the answers,
too.
"That's three questions, technically." The Doctor responded.
"Which order would you like me to answer them?"
"Any order you like." Michiru fluttered her eyelids,
resulting in a bap across the back of the head from Haruka.
"Try and keep your mind on the situation, will you?"
"And, under NO circumstances, will I have anyone attempting
to seduce my Grandfather, have I made that clear?" Setsuna stepped
in suddenly, getting a strange look from the Doctor.
"Mooouuu." Michiru put notepad and pencil away in her
handbag and crossed her arms, sulkily. "I don't get to have any
fun."
"What about me?" Haruka leaned over to her.
"You're different."
"Exactly how am I different?"
"You know, I begin to wonder if actually introducing you to
these three were a good idea." Setsuna took the Doctor by the arm.
"Or perhaps standing here, in the middle of the sidewalk, is not a
good idea. There is a small park just down the street, where they
sell ice cream. Maybe we should make our way down there?"
"You're paying." Hotaru smiled and quickly made a running
head start. "See you there."
"My, she's a lot more energetic than I seem to remember your
telling me." The Doctor turned to Setsuna. "Or maybe time is
simply being kind to her."
"Time is never kind, grandfather." Setsuna watched Hotaru,
wistfully. "She is in for a tough time, not very long from now."
"What do you mean?" Haruka stared at Setsuna. "What is
going to happen to Hotaru?"
"Oh, nothing is going to HAPPEN to her. I just worry about
how she will react when..." Setsuna paused, then looked away. The
Doctor placed his arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, there is still some time left."
"Not enough." Setsuna looked visibly upset, which concerned
both Haruka and Michiru immensely. It wasn't often that Setsuna
showed her emotions. At least, not her most personal thoughts,
anyway. The only ones who really knew her well were the Small Lady
and Hotaru.
"What is going to happen, then?" Haruka rephrased her
question. "Is something going to happen to you? Are you ill?
What?"
"No, I'm not ill." Setsuna evaded the question. "Lets just
follow her, okay? I can tell you on the way, if you like." She
paused, looking at her Grandfather. "I just don't know if it would
be good for Hotaru if I am to tell HER what is going to happen."
"I don't think you should LIE to her, if that is what you
mean." The Doctor nodded at Setsuna, then in the direction of
Hotaru. "She's a lot smarter than she looks."
"She is also a lot more emotionally fragile than she looks."
Setsuna shrugged her grandfather away, then gestured for them to
follow. "In time, she'll come to understand, I'm sure. This is
something that HAS to happen... Always WAS going to happen." She
started on her way, not caring if they followed her or not. "Is
that why you came to see me, Grandfather?"
The Doctor opened his mouth to reply, then closed it again,
shrugging. He looked at Haruka and Michiru, smiling. "She can be
so self-absorbed when she wants to be. I should have worked that
out of her when she was younger, but you know how kids get." He
smiled, and for some reason they found themselves smiling back.
This Doctor person, Setsuna's Grandfather, certainly had an air
of infectious charisma. Or maybe he had evil psychic powers, and
was manipulating them to like him. "Umm, no... I don't think my
influence quite extends that far." He responded to their thought,
leaving them wondering all the more about him.
"So, what is so important that you have to see this green-
haired woman, Doctor?" Peri danced around the clown-like figure of
the sixth Doctor, trying to get his attention, as they rode the
near-empty train for the inner parts of Tokyo. Well, she managed
to annoy him, so that was a start.
"This 'green-haired woman', if you are so interested, happens
to be one of the most important people in my life, and someone for
which I hold a lot of responsibility." He replied in his gruff
tone. "And I have to remind her that she has her own
responsibilities."
"To what?" Peri thought things through, slowly, as was her
tendency to do. "And why haven't you ever mentioned her before?"
"I haven't?" The Doctor looked down at her, raising an
eyebrow. "I'm sure I have. Tomorrow, sometime."
Peri facefaulted. "Doctor..."
"Sorry, I'm just marvelling at the vagaries of the Tokyo
public transport system. Do you know how close the rail system is
to creating a dimensional warp instigator." He smiled. "All they
have to do is add a third set of rails, and voila'."
"What has that got to do with the green-haired woman?"
"Absolutely nothing. But it would make journey times a lot
faster." He smiled and placed a hand in his pocket, lifting out a
small cube-like bundle, wrapped in one of his dotted handkerchiefs.
"I have to give her this. Today, or tomorrow, if possible. It has
to be soon, anyway, because..."
"Because?"
"Because if I don't, she won't be ready for when SHE
arrives." The Doctor replaced the bundle in his pocket.
"Who is she?" Peri quizzed as the train pulled into a
station. The Doctor didn't reply, merely staring out of the
windows at the approaching platform.
The End of Part Five
=^.^= niya
Sievert Anathea Dienar sievertd@start.com.au
Disclaimer - Sailormoon was created by Naoko Takeuchi and is
vaguely owned by Bandai. Doctor Who was vaguely created by Sydney
Newman and Donald Wilson and is most certainly owned, and often
shafted by, the BBC.
"Grandfather?" The trio stared as the Doctor bowed to them
in a somewhat overdramatic fashion. Both he and Setsuna became
somewhat less amused when they started prodding him.
"Would you three stop that." Setsuna crossed her arms.
"It's rude." They stopped, looking sheepish. "Thankyou. Now,
would you mind telling me what you were doing, spying on our
meeting?"
"he's not really your grandfather, is he?" Hotaru looked
at Setsuna hopefully, who simply clicked her tongue.
"I asked the question first."
"Mine was better."
Setsuna huffed as the Doctor patted Hotaru on the head,
affectionately. "Is it so hard to imagine that the Senshi of Time
would have a grandfather who looks so young."
Hotaru blushed. "I suppose not." She thought about it for
a moment. "Why didn't she ever tell us about you?"
"Would it have made a difference?" Setsuna shrugged.
"You've never met him before. You were bowled over by him a few
minutes ago, but you've never actually met him."
"Now now, Su... Setsuna. Don't confuse them any more than
they are, already." The Doctor wagged a finger at his
granddaughter. "It's hard enough for them to accept things as it
is, now, let alone THAT."
"Well, they're going to have to get used to it pretty soon."
"Can I ask a question?" Michiru butted in. "Where do you
live, where have you been all this time and what is your blood
group?" She had notebook and pencil ready to jot down the answers,
too.
"That's three questions, technically." The Doctor responded.
"Which order would you like me to answer them?"
"Any order you like." Michiru fluttered her eyelids,
resulting in a bap across the back of the head from Haruka.
"Try and keep your mind on the situation, will you?"
"And, under NO circumstances, will I have anyone attempting
to seduce my Grandfather, have I made that clear?" Setsuna stepped
in suddenly, getting a strange look from the Doctor.
"Mooouuu." Michiru put notepad and pencil away in her
handbag and crossed her arms, sulkily. "I don't get to have any
fun."
"What about me?" Haruka leaned over to her.
"You're different."
"Exactly how am I different?"
"You know, I begin to wonder if actually introducing you to
these three were a good idea." Setsuna took the Doctor by the arm.
"Or perhaps standing here, in the middle of the sidewalk, is not a
good idea. There is a small park just down the street, where they
sell ice cream. Maybe we should make our way down there?"
"You're paying." Hotaru smiled and quickly made a running
head start. "See you there."
"My, she's a lot more energetic than I seem to remember your
telling me." The Doctor turned to Setsuna. "Or maybe time is
simply being kind to her."
"Time is never kind, grandfather." Setsuna watched Hotaru,
wistfully. "She is in for a tough time, not very long from now."
"What do you mean?" Haruka stared at Setsuna. "What is
going to happen to Hotaru?"
"Oh, nothing is going to HAPPEN to her. I just worry about
how she will react when..." Setsuna paused, then looked away. The
Doctor placed his arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, there is still some time left."
"Not enough." Setsuna looked visibly upset, which concerned
both Haruka and Michiru immensely. It wasn't often that Setsuna
showed her emotions. At least, not her most personal thoughts,
anyway. The only ones who really knew her well were the Small Lady
and Hotaru.
"What is going to happen, then?" Haruka rephrased her
question. "Is something going to happen to you? Are you ill?
What?"
"No, I'm not ill." Setsuna evaded the question. "Lets just
follow her, okay? I can tell you on the way, if you like." She
paused, looking at her Grandfather. "I just don't know if it would
be good for Hotaru if I am to tell HER what is going to happen."
"I don't think you should LIE to her, if that is what you
mean." The Doctor nodded at Setsuna, then in the direction of
Hotaru. "She's a lot smarter than she looks."
"She is also a lot more emotionally fragile than she looks."
Setsuna shrugged her grandfather away, then gestured for them to
follow. "In time, she'll come to understand, I'm sure. This is
something that HAS to happen... Always WAS going to happen." She
started on her way, not caring if they followed her or not. "Is
that why you came to see me, Grandfather?"
The Doctor opened his mouth to reply, then closed it again,
shrugging. He looked at Haruka and Michiru, smiling. "She can be
so self-absorbed when she wants to be. I should have worked that
out of her when she was younger, but you know how kids get." He
smiled, and for some reason they found themselves smiling back.
This Doctor person, Setsuna's Grandfather, certainly had an air
of infectious charisma. Or maybe he had evil psychic powers, and
was manipulating them to like him. "Umm, no... I don't think my
influence quite extends that far." He responded to their thought,
leaving them wondering all the more about him.
"So, what is so important that you have to see this green-
haired woman, Doctor?" Peri danced around the clown-like figure of
the sixth Doctor, trying to get his attention, as they rode the
near-empty train for the inner parts of Tokyo. Well, she managed
to annoy him, so that was a start.
"This 'green-haired woman', if you are so interested, happens
to be one of the most important people in my life, and someone for
which I hold a lot of responsibility." He replied in his gruff
tone. "And I have to remind her that she has her own
responsibilities."
"To what?" Peri thought things through, slowly, as was her
tendency to do. "And why haven't you ever mentioned her before?"
"I haven't?" The Doctor looked down at her, raising an
eyebrow. "I'm sure I have. Tomorrow, sometime."
Peri facefaulted. "Doctor..."
"Sorry, I'm just marvelling at the vagaries of the Tokyo
public transport system. Do you know how close the rail system is
to creating a dimensional warp instigator." He smiled. "All they
have to do is add a third set of rails, and voila'."
"What has that got to do with the green-haired woman?"
"Absolutely nothing. But it would make journey times a lot
faster." He smiled and placed a hand in his pocket, lifting out a
small cube-like bundle, wrapped in one of his dotted handkerchiefs.
"I have to give her this. Today, or tomorrow, if possible. It has
to be soon, anyway, because..."
"Because?"
"Because if I don't, she won't be ready for when SHE
arrives." The Doctor replaced the bundle in his pocket.
"Who is she?" Peri quizzed as the train pulled into a
station. The Doctor didn't reply, merely staring out of the
windows at the approaching platform.
The End of Part Five
=^.^= niya
Sievert Anathea Dienar sievertd@start.com.au