Hey everyone! Sorry I didn't update, but I usually can't during the weekends, and I was racking my brain on what the heck I should write…and to make this story fit, I'm gonna hafta make dis u/m…so forgive me peepz, but im trying to make the best out of it…please read! (your choice if you wanna like it or not ;P)
Disclaimer – I don't own sailor moon…::sigh::
On with the storii!!!
Ice chap. 3Serena arrived at the cherry hill temple just in time to get a glimpse of it before it saw her. 'The youma's not actually that ugly…I think it's a female, but I'm not sure…' Serena was having an inside battle with herself about the youma's gender, until she just settled for "it". It actually looked like a young woman, leaned against one of the temple's pillars. 'is this really a youma?' it had the same confused look in its dark brown eyes as Serena had before she transformed…hurt and lonely. 'I…I don't understand…how does this youma appear to be…human…with feelings of its own?' Serena wondered. Before she knew what was going on, she was walking towards it. Only a few feet apart, both their expressions were like a mirror, shining the same emotions. Slowly, Serena reached out a hand to touch the youma…only she was met by its hand, olive skin meeting ivory white. They stood there for what seemed like eternity, feeling connected in a way Serena had never felt before. Feeling each others' pain, knowing they were alone in the world. All of a sudden, however, it closed its chocolate eyes( figure of speech ppl…) and a dark black creature emerged from its body, creating two separate beings. It wasn't too big…more like the size of a football, but still scary nonetheless. 'no arms,' Serena observed, ' just a blob of black…this will be easy.' In a quick motion, a white ball of energy appeared at her fingertips and she shot it at her opponent. No screams, cries of agony. It just disappeared, leaving nothing behind. 'Except the…youma? No…it's a girl…could she possibly be…my kindred spirit? Could she be…a true feeling?' Serena had refused to let go of her hand, not wanting to break the connection with the girl, the only feeling of wholeness she had felt in a long time.
"So. You want to prove to us that you can handle the youma on your own, and then you BEFRIEND it?" Rei accused, as the rest of the sailor senshi stepped out of the bushes. Serena's eyes widened. 'they hadn't seen her destroy –very easily, I might add- the real youma. They still thought…her…friend…was the youma.'
"'it' is a 'she'." Serena bit back.
"Well, we're not going to let it survive just because you approve of it." Lita said, preparing for attack. The woman began to come to, opening her eyes, and wondering where she was, until she saw Sailor Moon, still holding her hand.
"Stop it Jupiter! She's not a you-" Serena got cut off as a bolt of lightning aimed straight for the "youma's" heart. She looked at Serena, clutching her hand still tighter, leaning against the pillar. Before it hit her, she leaned over and whispered something in the sailor senshi's ear.
"you and me…we're kindred…kindred…" with that the lightning bolt hit her, and she no longer held the hand of her savior. Serena realized what had been done, and after all the finality, she just cracked. "no." she stood up, facing the senshi.
"NO!!" She screamed, with such power that the wind turned and the senshi were knocked away. Her eyes glittered dangerously. "do you realize that you just MURDERED SOMEONE?!"
"t-the youma…that was the youma!" Lita tried to get up, but the power of Serena's anger was too strong.
"THAT WAS A PERSON! I KILLED THE YOUMA ALREADY!" Serena poured all of her anger into that statement. Her heart turned cold. She uttered words that hurt more than her anger and remorse combined. "Live with it. Live with the fact that you killed an innocent person. Wake up every day knowing what your conscience tells you. You killed someone blameless. Live with it. Lord knows I couldn't."
and with that she walked away. Or rather, ran, not letting the others get the satisfaction of her tears. Her words echoed in her mind.
"you and me…we're kindred…kindred…" tears fell and they wouldn't stop. ' I met my other half…my soul mate, and I didn't even get to talk to her, or even know her name. Only she felt what I went through…and they KILLED her…' fury replaced sorrow for the most part. She ran, ignoring the burning feeling in her legs. Never had a youma attack, for whatever reason, scarred her this much. Little did she know a masked man was watching her every move from atop the buildings. 'i've never seen her so angry…and never so calm before the battle. What's going on, Serena?' Tuxedo Kamen's eyes bored into the back of her head. Serena paused, stopped running , and slowly looked up.
"Stop following me!"
"Who said I was?"
"I know you were. Who are you?" he jumped down from the small rooftop and landed in front of her.
"Well Serena, I guess it's only fair you should know." Fear crept into her eyes as she came to terms with what he had said. He knew her. She was about to run, but the curiosity of his identity kept her there. She turned to look at his face, ignoring the loud beating of her heart. Tuxedo Kamen removed his mask…and she saw…
"Mamoru!?" 'all along I've had a crush on…Mamoru!?'
Mamoru had expected at least a reaction, but Serena was too worn out tonight by too many shocks. So she did what she knew best to do. She turned around and ran. Thoughts crowded her vision. 'as long as I'm running somewhere. Away from everyone else. But…if you loved Tuxedo Kamen, does this mean you love Mamoru?' She questioned herself, unsure of anything at the moment. 'of course not! It doesn't mean you're automatically in love with someone just because you found out they were someone else, just like you are.' Serena crept back into her room, changed into her pajama's, and took a good night's sleep.
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Serena woke up early, it was only 4:45 in the morning. She buried herself into her fluffy pillow, taking the time to think over the things that happened just a few hours ago…okay, maybe more than a few hours ago. But it happened recently.
'maybe…maybe I really do like Mamoru. But I'm just so sick of him teasing me…he doesn't want me around, of course not…' her eyes reflected pain, although at the time, she didn't know why. 'I like him…I guess…but…why did he have to say so many mean things to me…I said I'd make him pay, just like with the senshi…but I never expected him to be Tuxedo kamen. He's different…he apologized. Maybe he can understand me.' a glimmer of hope spread across her ocean blue eyes. 'Maybe…just maybe…' her eyes snapped open, an inside battle raging inside her. 'of course not! This is your worst enemy, the one person you could stand to be without!' her insides revealed another voice. 'could you really?' 'maybe if I could turn back time, -at this she let out a rueful laugh- I could make him love me…then I wouldn't be so lonely. Imagine, me, trying to turn back time, so my worst enemy can fall in love with me. How absurd.' She punched the pillow, venting her anger on the inanimate object. 'Mamoru, why did you have to be so mean, and so nice at the same time? Why are you in my life in the first place? Things would run so smooth without you…' Suddenly, a bright flash appeared in her room, making Serena squint and pull the sheets of her powder pink bed over her head. A woman about the age of 20 appeared with dark black hair and green tints. Dark tanned hands held a staff, and adorned a dark red sailor fuku. Serena, still under the covers, muttered something that Sailor Pluto had to struggle to hear. When she did, the senshi of time almost laughed out loud.
"I put the check in the mail, I swear!!" Setsuna gently poked the lump hidden in the bed (aka serena) and she cautiously poked her head out. when she got a glimpse, she practically lunged for the older woman, trapping her in a bear hug.
"Setsuna!!!"
"no time for chit-chat, Serena." A look of sadness crossed Setsuna's face. Then she smiled. "Don't fight what you have with Mamoru, Child. You're not supposed to.
"you…you don't know what you're talking about." Serena had backed away, holding onto her desk behind her for support. "Mamoru doesn't want anything to do with me. All he does is pester me for the heck of it!" it was then that Setsuna grabbed Serena by her shoulders and came face to face with her. her eyes told the world that she was saying something she didn't want to say, but she was forced to.
"Mamoru loves you. More than he loves anything else in the world. He's never shown it before, but ask him to and by God he will. so don't you dare take it for granted."
"Y-you…you love him." Setsuna looked shocked when she heard the truth she didn't even want to admit to herself.
"it is destiny. You are destined to be with him. But you are wrong. I love him too. And that makes all the difference."
"I-I…I don't love him." She glared at the blonde haired girl and then laughed bitterly.
"I'm giving up my happiness so you both can have yours. Don't you dare deny with your brain what your heart tells you so clearly." Setsuna loosened her grasp on the girl and stroked her cheek with tenderness. And then she left.
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Still shaken up by the visit from Setsuna, her day at school passed quickly. Or maybe she just wasn't paying attention. Either way, today, she didn't have the heart to put up her mask. She just sat in a daze, wondering what to do, ignoring everyone and everything. When she got out of school, she ran as fast as she could to the crown arcade. She wanted to see Mamoru…but she was afraid. What if things weren't supposed to be this way? What if things didn't turn out the way Setsuna had planned? What if…what if…walking in through the dusty ebony doors, she spotted that ugly olive green jacket and made a beeline for him. She tapped him hard on his shoulder, ignoring all the doubts in her mind. It was pretty hard though. The calm she had had before had disappeared. Anxiousness took its place. He turned around, waiting for her to talk .
"You. Me. Outside. Talk. Now." 'Serena, you idiot…can't you even speak a complete sentence?' she silently berated herself. They walked out, still keeping a reasonable distance from each other. Well, at least Serena was. When they were away from everyone sitting on a bench, she began to talk.
"i…I'm sorry. But you know," She turned to look at him. "you were being such in insufferable jerk." Some of the fire returned to her eyes.
He was looking at her with a strange look in his eyes.
"Mamoru, are you listening to me? I wanna call a truce…and I hope…well maybe we can be friends one day, seeing as you really apolozi-" she was cut off as the 19 year old guy sitting next to her leaned in and kissed her.
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ok, ok, I probably going to either get bery good reviews, or bery angry ones…this chapter probably doesn't make any sense right now, but bear with me, all you revenge seekers, and drama ppl will like the ending I hope! So please tell me what you thought of the chapter…flames aren't welcome. But constructive criticism is! Give me an idea and I mite use it…of course, I'll give you credit for it. I pretty much have the whole story planned out, but give me suggestions anyway, ok? Thank you all for reviewing, it means a lot to me! (gives my ego quite a boost too… heh…-_-) well, anyway, byebye peepz!