Disclaimer:
Greetings! I'm Lance the Flamesniper, a huge fan of Sailor
Mars and Sailor Pluto. I'm also the guy that uses 99% North
American Names (See the intro for the reason for that). Still
Setsuna and Hotaru are the exceptions. But, I'm Rambling aren't I?
I need to get the legal stuff in here somewhere.
I don't own Sailor Moon, Naoko Takeuchi does. DiC
(unfortunately) used to own/abuse Sailor Moon on T.V. but Cloverleaf
took over at some point and all was good. All that being said, I'm
not making a dime, penny, quarter, or nickel on this work. It's
strictly for the entertainment of SM fans and myself.
Hotaru's Date part 4
By
Lance the Flamsniper
It had been about a week since Hotaru had gone out with James and her
next date was going to be in a few days. Hotaru was happy about that. Amara
was not. Michelle looked at it as Hotaru finally getting a brush with
normalcy. Setsuna didn't wory much about it as she was trying really hard to
figure out where (or when) she's seen the young man before.
In the meantime Hotaru had to study her lessons. After getting home
from Karate class, she sat down for history with 'Aunt' Setsuna. Her 'parents'
had decided to go out for the afternoon and had thus given her a 'light' day.
"Tell me Hotaru, who won World War two?" Setsuna asked as she looked
out the window.
Silence answered her. This was strange since Hotaru had always been
studious and usually answered her questions without hesitation. Setsuna slowly
turned to see what the matter was. What she found was Hotaru staring off into
space with a dreamy look on her face.
"Hotaru?"
"Hmmm?" Hotaru responded dreamily.
"Do you know who won World War two?"
"Mmmmhmmm..."
Setsuna's Eyebrow twitched slightly. "And that was...?"
Suddenly Hotaru snapped out of her daze. "The Allied powers. France,
England and America."
"Very good," Setsuna said as she resumed her lecture. After a few
minutes Setsuna turned around with another question. "Who was Emperor of Japan
during World War two?"
Hotaru sat staring of into space again. Her expression was that of dreamy
contentedness. Not at all the usual serious expression Hotaru wore when studying.
"Okay what are you thinking about?" Setsuna asked as she sat down.
"I'm thinking of him," came the whistful reply.
"Him? Oh! You mean James," Setsuna replied.
"Mmmmhmm..."
"He's really gotten to you hasn't he?"
"I know I've only been out with him once, but it feels like..."
"...Like you've known him forever?"
Hotaru sighed. "Yeah."
"You know I'm not the only one's who noticed you zoning out."
"You aren't?"
"No, Michelle saw it too during your art class She thinks it's sweet. Well
I see you aren't in the learning mood today, so I'll let you off lightly today," With
that she left Hotaru to her own devices as she went off to see what's so special about
James...
****
James sat at his canvas carefully applying violet paint to it's surface.
Pacing in front of him was a grey cat. However, this was no ordinary cat. Ordinary cats
as a rule usually don't talk and definitely don't have green eyes.
"...And it's very important that we find the Crystal Dreams before Somnius
does."
"Okay, so what's A Crystal Dream?" James asked his mind more on a pair of
striking Violet Eyes that sprkled with mischief and soft Raven-black hair that was
glossy when the light hit it.
"Are you even listening to me?!" Athena hissed.
James immediately snapped back to attention. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said Crystal Dreams are five crystals that form the literal Heart of
Crystal Tokyo."
"Crystal Where?"
"Tokyo. Some Ten Centuries from now Tokyo will be a Crystal City ruled
by the Neo-Queen."
"I see. And how do you know all this?"
"Because I'm FROM there."
"Oh. so you already know who these guardians and "sailor Scouts" are?"
"Well," Athena answered with a Sweatdrop. "Not really. All I was told was
I was supposed to find them." Athena waited for the usual sarcastic remark to come.
When it didn't she glaced over at James. The sweatdrop returned when she saw that
he was daydreaming yet again.
"WILL YOU STOP THAT!?" She growled
"Stop what?" James asked, confused.
"You've been daydreaming. No doubt about her!" She said pointing at what he
was painting.
"And what if I am? I'm allowed having SOME normalcy in my life aren't I?"
Athena sighed. "I suppose so."
****
"Here are the paints you ordered Miss Kaiou," the clerk at the art store
replied.
"Thank you. Oh, wait, one's missing. Where's the shade of Violet I asked
about over the phone?" Michelle asked.
"Yeah, about that. Some young guy came by just after you called and bought
up all the violet paint I had along with a lot of other colors. However, I am
getting more in a few days," The clerk answered. "Or if you want you can ask the
young man to let you borrow some. He lives right across the street."
"He does?" Michelle asked. I thought those apartments were empty?"
"They were until about two weeks ago. Some kid moved in. It's just him and
some guardian."
"Thank you. I'll go ask him," Michelle said as she strolled out the door
with her paints.
"Problem?" Amara asked.
"No, just one last stop before we head home."
"Really? How far is it? It's getting late and we must be getting home."
"It's just across the street," Michelle answered as she walked to the other
side with Amara in tow.
****
Athena was once again ranting about James's Mission when there came a knock
at the door. James, immediately scooped up his feline antagonist an tossed her into
his room. "Hush! Someone's here!" he hissed.
Athena shut up as he hurried down the stairs. He opened the door slowly then
his eyes widened in surprise. "Hello?"
"YOU!" Amara growled.
"Ahh, James what a pleasent surprise. How are you?" Michelle asked.
"I'm well thank you. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" James asked
as he kept his eye on Amara.
"I came by to borrow some violet paint, would you have some to spare?" Michelle
asked with a winning smile.
"Oh sure. Do come in, while I get some. It's in my studio," With that James
guided his guests into the studio. It was a spacious room that was littered with
canvases depicting moonscapes, mostly, but there were a few that showed fantasty
scenes of beautiful castles and landscpes.
"These are really good," Michelle said as she looked over one labled 'Night
Over Tokyo Bay'.
"Thank you, but that's not nearly as good as your seascapes," James said as
he looked for a full tube of violet paint. "It's almost as if you where deeply
connected to the sea..."
Michelle laughed politely at that as Amara Prowled the studio. She stopped
at a canvas that the paint looked fairly fresh on then spoke up.
"So, what is this about?" Amara asked with a look of anger on her face.
"Oh that?" James replied nervously "That's nothing to concern yourself
with."
"Oh really?" Amara challenged as Michelle walked up behind her "Anything
having to do with our princess concerns me."
"That is very lifelike," Michelle said. "Did you paint this from memory?"
"Michelle! That's Hotaru! Our Hotaru!"
"Yes it is Hotaru," James replied. "And yes it was painted from Memory."
Amara looked as if she was going to turn James into Sushi when Michelle
put her hand on her Beloved's arm. "Relax darling, it's not like I've never
painted YOU. I think it's sweet. Tell me James, what does your guardian think of
you dating Hotaru?"
"She thinks it's not a wise idea, I'd introduce you to her but well she's
out at the moment," James lied. "Here's you're paint. Please tell Hotaru that I
look forward to seeing her tomorrow night."
"I will. By the way would you mind terribly if the date was more dinner
at our house than you going out. I think we should get to know you better,"
Michelle said and Amara looked as if she liked the idea of being able to watch
him.
"Not a problem."
With that Amara and Michelle left and James sighed. "That was a close
one."
"Yes it was. Now what are you going to do?" Athena asked.
"I have no idea."
****
"Setsuna, may I have a word with you?" Amara asked. It had been several
hours since she and Michelle had returned from their afternoon out and evening
was approaching.
"Sure. What's on your mind?"
"Has Hotaru seemed a little out of it to you?"
"Yes."
"Any ideas why?"
"Yes."
"And they are?"
"The reason is about five foot ten with violet eyes and raven black
hair."
"You mean James?"
"Yes. But we have other problems."
"Other problems?"
"Yes. Something is coming and it's coming soon."
Greetings! I'm Lance the Flamesniper, a huge fan of Sailor
Mars and Sailor Pluto. I'm also the guy that uses 99% North
American Names (See the intro for the reason for that). Still
Setsuna and Hotaru are the exceptions. But, I'm Rambling aren't I?
I need to get the legal stuff in here somewhere.
I don't own Sailor Moon, Naoko Takeuchi does. DiC
(unfortunately) used to own/abuse Sailor Moon on T.V. but Cloverleaf
took over at some point and all was good. All that being said, I'm
not making a dime, penny, quarter, or nickel on this work. It's
strictly for the entertainment of SM fans and myself.
Hotaru's Date part 4
By
Lance the Flamsniper
It had been about a week since Hotaru had gone out with James and her
next date was going to be in a few days. Hotaru was happy about that. Amara
was not. Michelle looked at it as Hotaru finally getting a brush with
normalcy. Setsuna didn't wory much about it as she was trying really hard to
figure out where (or when) she's seen the young man before.
In the meantime Hotaru had to study her lessons. After getting home
from Karate class, she sat down for history with 'Aunt' Setsuna. Her 'parents'
had decided to go out for the afternoon and had thus given her a 'light' day.
"Tell me Hotaru, who won World War two?" Setsuna asked as she looked
out the window.
Silence answered her. This was strange since Hotaru had always been
studious and usually answered her questions without hesitation. Setsuna slowly
turned to see what the matter was. What she found was Hotaru staring off into
space with a dreamy look on her face.
"Hotaru?"
"Hmmm?" Hotaru responded dreamily.
"Do you know who won World War two?"
"Mmmmhmmm..."
Setsuna's Eyebrow twitched slightly. "And that was...?"
Suddenly Hotaru snapped out of her daze. "The Allied powers. France,
England and America."
"Very good," Setsuna said as she resumed her lecture. After a few
minutes Setsuna turned around with another question. "Who was Emperor of Japan
during World War two?"
Hotaru sat staring of into space again. Her expression was that of dreamy
contentedness. Not at all the usual serious expression Hotaru wore when studying.
"Okay what are you thinking about?" Setsuna asked as she sat down.
"I'm thinking of him," came the whistful reply.
"Him? Oh! You mean James," Setsuna replied.
"Mmmmhmm..."
"He's really gotten to you hasn't he?"
"I know I've only been out with him once, but it feels like..."
"...Like you've known him forever?"
Hotaru sighed. "Yeah."
"You know I'm not the only one's who noticed you zoning out."
"You aren't?"
"No, Michelle saw it too during your art class She thinks it's sweet. Well
I see you aren't in the learning mood today, so I'll let you off lightly today," With
that she left Hotaru to her own devices as she went off to see what's so special about
James...
****
James sat at his canvas carefully applying violet paint to it's surface.
Pacing in front of him was a grey cat. However, this was no ordinary cat. Ordinary cats
as a rule usually don't talk and definitely don't have green eyes.
"...And it's very important that we find the Crystal Dreams before Somnius
does."
"Okay, so what's A Crystal Dream?" James asked his mind more on a pair of
striking Violet Eyes that sprkled with mischief and soft Raven-black hair that was
glossy when the light hit it.
"Are you even listening to me?!" Athena hissed.
James immediately snapped back to attention. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said Crystal Dreams are five crystals that form the literal Heart of
Crystal Tokyo."
"Crystal Where?"
"Tokyo. Some Ten Centuries from now Tokyo will be a Crystal City ruled
by the Neo-Queen."
"I see. And how do you know all this?"
"Because I'm FROM there."
"Oh. so you already know who these guardians and "sailor Scouts" are?"
"Well," Athena answered with a Sweatdrop. "Not really. All I was told was
I was supposed to find them." Athena waited for the usual sarcastic remark to come.
When it didn't she glaced over at James. The sweatdrop returned when she saw that
he was daydreaming yet again.
"WILL YOU STOP THAT!?" She growled
"Stop what?" James asked, confused.
"You've been daydreaming. No doubt about her!" She said pointing at what he
was painting.
"And what if I am? I'm allowed having SOME normalcy in my life aren't I?"
Athena sighed. "I suppose so."
****
"Here are the paints you ordered Miss Kaiou," the clerk at the art store
replied.
"Thank you. Oh, wait, one's missing. Where's the shade of Violet I asked
about over the phone?" Michelle asked.
"Yeah, about that. Some young guy came by just after you called and bought
up all the violet paint I had along with a lot of other colors. However, I am
getting more in a few days," The clerk answered. "Or if you want you can ask the
young man to let you borrow some. He lives right across the street."
"He does?" Michelle asked. I thought those apartments were empty?"
"They were until about two weeks ago. Some kid moved in. It's just him and
some guardian."
"Thank you. I'll go ask him," Michelle said as she strolled out the door
with her paints.
"Problem?" Amara asked.
"No, just one last stop before we head home."
"Really? How far is it? It's getting late and we must be getting home."
"It's just across the street," Michelle answered as she walked to the other
side with Amara in tow.
****
Athena was once again ranting about James's Mission when there came a knock
at the door. James, immediately scooped up his feline antagonist an tossed her into
his room. "Hush! Someone's here!" he hissed.
Athena shut up as he hurried down the stairs. He opened the door slowly then
his eyes widened in surprise. "Hello?"
"YOU!" Amara growled.
"Ahh, James what a pleasent surprise. How are you?" Michelle asked.
"I'm well thank you. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" James asked
as he kept his eye on Amara.
"I came by to borrow some violet paint, would you have some to spare?" Michelle
asked with a winning smile.
"Oh sure. Do come in, while I get some. It's in my studio," With that James
guided his guests into the studio. It was a spacious room that was littered with
canvases depicting moonscapes, mostly, but there were a few that showed fantasty
scenes of beautiful castles and landscpes.
"These are really good," Michelle said as she looked over one labled 'Night
Over Tokyo Bay'.
"Thank you, but that's not nearly as good as your seascapes," James said as
he looked for a full tube of violet paint. "It's almost as if you where deeply
connected to the sea..."
Michelle laughed politely at that as Amara Prowled the studio. She stopped
at a canvas that the paint looked fairly fresh on then spoke up.
"So, what is this about?" Amara asked with a look of anger on her face.
"Oh that?" James replied nervously "That's nothing to concern yourself
with."
"Oh really?" Amara challenged as Michelle walked up behind her "Anything
having to do with our princess concerns me."
"That is very lifelike," Michelle said. "Did you paint this from memory?"
"Michelle! That's Hotaru! Our Hotaru!"
"Yes it is Hotaru," James replied. "And yes it was painted from Memory."
Amara looked as if she was going to turn James into Sushi when Michelle
put her hand on her Beloved's arm. "Relax darling, it's not like I've never
painted YOU. I think it's sweet. Tell me James, what does your guardian think of
you dating Hotaru?"
"She thinks it's not a wise idea, I'd introduce you to her but well she's
out at the moment," James lied. "Here's you're paint. Please tell Hotaru that I
look forward to seeing her tomorrow night."
"I will. By the way would you mind terribly if the date was more dinner
at our house than you going out. I think we should get to know you better,"
Michelle said and Amara looked as if she liked the idea of being able to watch
him.
"Not a problem."
With that Amara and Michelle left and James sighed. "That was a close
one."
"Yes it was. Now what are you going to do?" Athena asked.
"I have no idea."
****
"Setsuna, may I have a word with you?" Amara asked. It had been several
hours since she and Michelle had returned from their afternoon out and evening
was approaching.
"Sure. What's on your mind?"
"Has Hotaru seemed a little out of it to you?"
"Yes."
"Any ideas why?"
"Yes."
"And they are?"
"The reason is about five foot ten with violet eyes and raven black
hair."
"You mean James?"
"Yes. But we have other problems."
"Other problems?"
"Yes. Something is coming and it's coming soon."