-Written by Seito no Senshi

Music: None.

Feelings: None.

Notes: What's going to happen now? How are we going to
function as a team?

~Chapter 10~

Today, Sailor Starhealer did something that she would
never have done willingly except under different circumstances.

She trained. She warmed up quickly, headed to the training
field and began attacking the punching bag. When her strength and
anger came through, and the bag split under her assault, she waved
for another to be set up. And when that came through as well, she
took a drink, picked up a sword, and started to go through her
exercises.

"Why is Healer-sama here?" asked Dake, as he looked on. The
trainer, Zeshin, shrugged.

"It doesn't matter *why* she is here, only that she *is*."
his trainees gave him a look, and he sighed irritably.

"Fighter-sama is good for speed and technique, but Healer-sama
has the grace."

"I thought they all do." Zeshin shrugged.

"Each has their own... specialty. Watch Healer-sama now. See
how she does 'Flirtatious Sword.'" They continued watching.

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Fighter sighed, as she leaned against the balcony, staring out.
Her eyes went to the training fields, to the garden, the maze. Then they
went to the sky. Something told her not to go to the training fields. Oh?
What was that something? Her fingers held a yellow rose, twirling it
absently.

Was it the maid who was standing at the door at this moment?

No.

Was it her beloved Princess Kakyuu, the one she would die for
any day?

No.

Was it one of the trainees; those pitiful men that called themselves
'true experienced warriors' and marched around with their heads held
high, boots shining?

Most certainly not.

It was just that tiny feeling inside of her heart, telling her
*not* to go.

That, and the excellent view from the balcony meant that she could
see Healer beat the crap out of a trainee. Fighter certainly did not
want to have to look at her. God forbid if she did…

She'd break down.

I have to banish this pain. I have to say 'bai bai' to this love.
I have to stop feeling sorry for my self.

'Here's a brainteaser ladies and gents. Under what circumstances
would you say 'Sayonara' to somebody?'

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Sighing, Maker set down the poetry book.

Why did this have to happen?

In any other circumstances, such as the 'Galaxia Incident', their
separation would've proved… fatal. Two of them not speaking to each other,
both in such pain.

They would've been far more vulnerable, their defenses lowered.

It was like that now. Only, there was no Galaxia on the rampage.

There was nothing to kill them except their own pain and heartache-
one, that shouldn't even have existed in the first place.

~*~

'Sayonara...'

~*~

Maker shook her head sadly.

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Punch, kick, spin, twist! Healer randomly threw out some moves, pony-
tail whipping out behind her in a long silver stream.

Her lungs burned, and her skin gleamed in the sun from the perspiration.

Punch, punch, punch, duck!

This would normally affect her, but now, she didn't care.

Healer all of a sudden stopped her movements, and turned to face the
fields.

A slight breeze surrounded her, cooling her skin.

~*~

'Sayonara...'

~*~

Healer collapsed to her knees.

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Kakyuu crossed to the window, closing her eyes as she looked to the
sky. It was in the afternoon, and it was an unusually hot day.

Her senses located the energy signatures of her Starlights.

Maker was in the library. Kakyuu looked at her pale hands; she wondered
briefly where the book she was 'reading' went to.

Fighter in her room standing at the balcony, like she herself did. Kakyuu
winced slightly as she felt a thorn entering her finger.

Healer was in the training fields. Kakyuu's skin felt hot and sweaty
like that of someone who has been training for several hours non-stop.

~*~

'Here's a brainteaser ladies and gents. Under what circumstances
would you say 'Sayonara' to somebody?'

Would you truly be saying 'Sayonara' to her, Fighter? wondered Kakyuu
vaguely.

~*~

'Sayonara...'

~*~

Simultaneously, three people turned to the sky.

One let a rose fall from her fingers.

One sighed and shook her head.

One collapsed to her knees, frozen.

~*~

Kakyuu resisted the urge to cry.


*~*~*

~*~*~*~*~ Owari. ~*~*~*~*~