A/N: Ohayo minna!!! Yes I'm back with yet another chapter…
Tasuki: like when did anyone asked her a question…
A/N: *ignores Tasuki's unwanted comment* Ok I just wanna say that I don't Sailormoon or Fushigi Yuugi. But!!! I do own some of Usagi's new moves…lol.. at last…
Tomo: Can u be quick?… I don't have time to listen to your announcement.
A/N: How dare u Tomo… Fine I am never gonna write anything about u anymore *sticks out her tongue*
Tomo: Matte!! I was just kidding.. hehehe..
A/N: I'll think about it….
Tomo: *on his knees* Onegai…..
~*~*~*~*~ Chapter Six ~*~*~*~*~
"Why do you always paint your face, Ruo-chan?" a voice rang out.
Tomo, who had been putting on his war paint, paused at the sound of the voice. Looking from the reflection of his mirror, Tomo watched as his emerald green haired princess walked into the room.
Once at his side, the princess slide down onto his lap and laced her arms around his neck, smiling lovingly at him.
Tomo smiled back as he snaked his arms around her slim waist. "Mind telling me what you are doing here, sweetheart?"
"I just missed you. That's all," she sighed. Tomo raised a doubtful eyebrow as he gaze at her worried face.
"Are you sure?" he prodded.
"OK! There is something…." She sighed as she played at the collar of her beloved's war suit.
"And…?"
"I can't be at the ball tonight. The queen said I had to guard the gates of time, explaining that someone may take advantage of it once I'm away during the ball," the green-haired goddess pouts.
"What's so bad about that?.." Tomo asked as he watched her play with her hair.
"Well… I'm going to miss you," it was a barely audible whisper but Tomo heard it all the same. He nodded, finally understanding her worries.
Shifting a little, Tomo brought her face to his. "Daijoubu, koishii. I'm going to wear the hideous war paint ever that would scare every single maiden who gazes at me. Don't worry. Everything will be fine during the ball. Things are going to go as smoothly as planned."
"But I want to dance with you…" pouted the princess again.
"Have you forgotten that our wedding is just a week from now? On that day, you can dance all night with me, love," he teased.
"Aishiteru Ruo-chan," she whispered lovingly.
"Aishiteru, my soon-to-be wife," Tomo drawled out as he brought his mouth down to hers in a soul shattering kiss.
"Illusive Macabre!!" demons from the opponents darkest fear suddenly appeared and attacked the opponent once the command was shouted.
"Nice one there, Tomo!" a raven-haired man clapped him on the back.
"You did well too, Tamahome," the war paint seishi replied.
"Oi minna!! You better get your ass here!! The sailor senshi are in trouble!!" a blond teenage boy shouted as he sliced another of the opponent down. In an instant the two warriors were at the their comrade, fighting side by side.
"Sailor Saturn! What happened? Where is she?" he frantically asked, praying that his princess is well.
"He attacked us… he was too strong… don't worry. She was not with us. She is still at the gate of time. So I think she will be fine…." She sputtered out her last sentence. Tomo watched as his ever-strong-willed comrade broke down in sobs over his lover's death.
The war paint warrior panted as he set another group of enemy to their death. No matter how hard he tried, they just kept coming like ants. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his side. He whirled around to find a dagger sticking out from his ribs.
He was about to take the dagger out when suddenly a wave of nausea hit him, making him sway to the ground. Damn! It's poisoned! He could feel his life essence draining each second. He smiled wryly. At least he knew that his princess is safe. Tomo let his link wander once again to the loving red eyes and emerald green beauty. With a smile, the strong general, a friend, a protector and a lover took his last breath….
Tomo woke up in cold sweat. Massaging his aching eyes, he began to recount the dream he had just now. Damn those dreams! If it weren't for them, he would have a peaceful and dreamless sleep. How he got them, he didn't know.
Even though the dreams are vague, it seemed very familiar. Strangely, the dreams had always contain a particular emerald green-haired beauty with captivating ruby eyes.
A soft knock broke his thoughts. "What is it?" he snapped.
A mass of murky blond teenage boy entered the room anxiously. "Sumi masen, Tomo-chan. Ano.. Nakago-sama demands your presence this in stance. He wants to discuss something about Yui-sama's plan," he spoke politely.
"Tell him I'll be right over." With a nod, Amiboshi exited the room.
"Baka onna…."the midnight-haired senshi cursed.
"What do you mean you were defeated?" Nakago asked.
Miboshi shivered at the cold voice. "Sumi masen, Nakago-sama. It is just that in one instant I was winning, the next moment I found myself crashing into a tree, wounded," the bald headed seishi apologized.
"You called me Nakago-sama?" a voice rang out.
Nakago gave Miboshi a good glare to indicate his displeasure before motioning the new comer to enter.
"I want you to browse through his memory and find the reason to his temporary amnesia," the blond general ordered. The bald readied seishi stiffened at the order. Only god knows what Tomo would do if he were 'browse' through one's mind.
Cold draft brushed him. The light in Miboshi's eyes faded as the war paint seishi concentrated his ki on a clam. After a short while, the Miboshi gave a sharp jerk and fell to the hard ground.
The war painted seishi opened his eyes and spoke out loud. "Sumi masen. I couldn't find the reason to it."
A crude curse could be heard from the general as the war painted seishi once again stepped out of the room, heading to his solitary room.
Water splashed onto the tabletop as Nakago slammed his fist.
"Bloody hell… How could one of my best seishi lost?" he cursed.
So intense in his thoughts that the blond general hardly noticed the new presence and the strange ki.
"I could help you…" a deep menacing voice whispered.
Nakago whipped around; clearly startled that someone could sneak behind his back without him detecting them. "Who are you? Show yourself!" Nakago surveyed his surroundings, alert.
"I'd rather be anonymous than be known," the voice once again spoke.
The corners or Nakago's mouth curved upwards totally impressed by the way the intruder controlled his ki. "What do you want?"
"I just want to help you but in return you have to get me something," the voice rang again.
"Sorry but I don't do barter trade," Nakago turned around to leave the tent.
"Is that so? Even when I could give you something that you really want…."
Nakago stopped in his tracks.
"What can you give me?" Nakago turned around slowly, curious at what this stranger has to say.
"Immortality," a whisper but to Nakago it sounded like an answer from the gods.
"Impossible! No one in this world could give me that except Seiryuu," the blond general chided. There is something about the voice that gave him the creeps.
A chuckle could be heard. Nakago raised an eyebrow, questioning.
"What if I say I am not from this world?"
A frown creased Nakago's flawless features. Not from this world? What does that mean? Only mikos are not from this world. Could he trust whatever or whoever is speaking? No matter how hard he tried, there is still something about this that felt strange. His guts told him that whoever is speaking is evil and is more than what he says he is.
But immortality… one in a million… A chance of a lifetime.
"What is it that you want in return?" Nakago made up his mind.
"I know that you are negotiable," the voice smiled. From a corner of the tent, a dark figure steeped out from the shadows.
Nakago stared at the well-built man with midnight hair and matching eyes. The blond general looked straight into the cold and fathomless eyes of the owner. For the first time in his life, Nakago, the brave and fearless generals, felt afraid.
@---}---- Suzaku Seishi
"So where to now?" the hotheaded seishi asked as he slumped himself on the lushes green grass.
"We have to head north and at a certain creek, we have to turn left," Chiriko answered, impressing the other seishi with his fabulous knowledge.
"I am truly impressed at your knowledge, Chiriko," the green haired emperor praised as he pat the little boy's head. The young seishi turned a slight shade of hue.
Smiling as always, Chichiri announced as he surveyed their surroundings. "I think we better camp here for the night. So who is doing the first guard duty?"
Tasuki executed a Gallic shrug. "Beats me. I'm beat. I just want to shut my eyes and doze off…." With a yawn, the hotheaded seishi fell into a slumber.
All of his friends sweat-dropped except Usagi. She was giggling at the funny sight. Tasuki had drawn himself into a ball, with a hand tucked under his chin and drooling on the unlucky green grass.
"I supposed he is out. That lazy bump," Miaka sighed.
"Miaka… Have you forgotten that he had not had a wink of sleep last night since he had been doing all the shifts?" Usagi chided gently.
The brown haired miko pouted. "Demo…"
Usagi raised her hand. "No matter how foul mouthed or irritating he is, you still got to give him a credit. Not everyone is perfect in this world."
Hotohori smiled at the wise comment Usagi gave. Hotohori watched as his miko slumped in defeat and sat next to her boyfriend. He once again looked at his goddess and noticed her serene expression.
"Anything wrong, Usagi?" he asked once he got to her side.
Usagi immediately snapped out of her reverie. "Uh… Sumi masen. I was just thinking that's all."
"Thinking of what?" Hotohori slowly prodded as he brought her close to him.
Usagi rest her head on his broad muscular chest. "Bout the seishi and how they closely resembles my friends at home."
Hotohori nodded, finally understood the problem that had been plaguing his Tsuki no hime. "You miss them. Don't you, koishii?"
Hotohori felt her nod. "I'm sorry. If I could, I would sent you back to your friends and let you have your happiness there that here. With all the problems and upcoming war…"
He never quite finished his statement. Usagi had placed a finger on his lips, silencing him. Slowly she shook her head. "Ie… I would never be happy without you, Sai-chan."
Hotohori looked warmly into Usagi's loving eyes and lowered his mouth slowly to hers. Usagi held her breath and closed her eyes, waiting to fell the ever-familiar lips against hers.
"Ehem… Sorry to disturb you love birds, but I just want to say that there is a small stream up ahead if you need one, Usagi," Tamahome blushingly cleared his throat.
Hotohori's mouth hung a centimeter away from his partner's. He was tempted to ravish her mouth there and then but in a private place, not where his friends could watch.
"I suppose you would like to refresh yourself?" he sighed.
Usagi opened her eyes and frowned. She turned around and walked to the stream but not before she brushed a kiss on his lips. Let him ache with need for all she cares. After all, he started it.
"A hot teaser you have there, Hotohori," Tamahome teased once he noticed the look on his friend's face. Pure male need was written all over on his handsome features.
Silence was Hotohori's answer as he watched the gentle sway of his temptress with heated gaze.
The creatures of the night played their blissful melody, uncaring about the group of new comers who camped at their territory. The crickets played their beautiful rhapsody as the owls did their blissful sonata of the night. All of them as if led by an invisible conductor blend beautifully into each other.
Usagi tossed and turned in her sleep. Frustrated, she snapped her eyes open. A bad feeling had nagged her guts, making her unable to sleep peacefully. A frown creased her features as she tries to decipher what the feeling had been trying to say.
The only time a bad feeling had nagged her into a troubled sleep was when she was going into battle with Beryl, Wiseman, that crazy Dark circus lady and Chaos. The young lady groaned in deep frustration as she rolled to her side. If only Luna was here. She would know what it meant.
"Can't sleep?" a voice teased.
Usagi opened her eyes again and smiled. Hotohori was the one who shot the question. He was leaning against a tree in front of the fire, taking over Tamahome's guard shift no doubt. Usagi took in his lovely face, which looked even more refined when the moonlight shone on him.
"Ie… I can't sleep," she whispered. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Hotohori immediately shifted his position and invited her over to his side.
Usagi smiled at his thoughtfulness. After gathering her pallet, she stood up and elegantly glided into his arms.
Hotohori breathed in her scent as he gathered her closer to him. He contently rest he head on her golden crown. She is so soft, warm and inviting. His hands accidentally brushed the lush curved of her soft breast as she snuggled closer to him. Hotohori took a deep breath as he bit back a groan.
"So what's been bothering you?" he asked as he silently tries to change the direction of his thoughts.
"I had a bad feeling," Usagi exclaimed as she shifted to look at his face.
"Its ok. Perhaps it's just because of your fatigueness. Sleep it off and in the morning maybe everything will be fine," he whispered as he looked at her face.
"I hope so," she muttered as she looked at his face again. Only then did she realize that he had been heatedly gazing at her lips. Wetting her lips slowly, she suddenly felt hot.
Hotohori let his heated gaze dropped to her rosy pink lips. He nearly groaned in hunger as he watched her inviting tongue slowly licked those luscious lips. He could feel himself starts to get hard. Once again he let his heated gaze tore from those lips and looked searchingly into those azure eyes. One could get lost in those eyes.
Usagi watched Hotohori as he tore his gaze from her lips only to capture her eyes in a questioning gaze. He is asking her approval. But what? Realization hits her as he slowly brushed his thumb on her lips. Smiling shyly, she slowly raised her lips.
Hotohori groaned as he brought is lips down to hers. His velvety tongue tasted her sweet lips. But he wasn't contented. He wanted to taste her honeyed mouth. Hotohori solved the problem by forcing her chin with his thumb and then thrust his tongue inside before Usagi could guess his intent.
He caught her gasp and gave her his groan.
His tongue thrust in and out, tasting, taking, and penetrating. Their tongues dwelled in a mating dance. The emperor thought of ending their kiss but what happened next nearly threw him over the line.
Nimble fingers reached out and stroke the silken green locks. Slowly those dainty fingers sunk into the locks and massaged his nape. With a grunt, Hotohori tore his mouth away and began his tender assault on Usagi's creamy neck.
His tongue swirled at the throbbing pulse. Going lower, he licked and nipped her collarbone, emitting a sensual moan from her. Strong expert fingers quickly unbuttoned her blouse and splayed it at her sides. He felt himself grow hard at the heavenly-laced covered mounts.
Lowering his mouth, his tongue slipped beneath the lace and proceeded to lick the turgid pearl. Closing his mouth over the bountiful breast, he gently sucked the pearl, flicking it once in while. By this time, both of them are on the ground. Usagi lying down with Hotohori between her thighs.
"Sai-chan…"the erotic moan escaped the blonde's dewy lips as her lover proceeded to her other breast.
Greedy hands clawed at his clothes but Hotohori just smiled sexily and once again captured the dewy lips. Once again their tongues mated.
"Sai-chan?" azure eyes looked at the heated gaze of her lover as she watched him drew away from her.
"Sai-chan?…" she asked again when she noticed the same hands that nearly tore her clothes in heated passion slowly buttoned up her blouse and righting it.
Hotohori leaned down but stopped when he was an inch away from the dewy lips. Looking deeply in her eyes, he whispered, "An eye for an eye."
Usagi blinked. What did he meant by that? Usagi shook her head as she tries to clear her hazy and passion filled mind. "I don't understand, Sai-chan."
Hotohori drew away from her and sat beside her.
Usagi didn't like the look her had in his eyes. His eyes were dancing with mischief.
"As I had said. An eye for an eye. But in this case it's a tease for a tease."
"Nani?" the blond nearly fell on her face. GOD! When did he start to talk in riddles? Usagi confirmed that he had totally lost his mind. Not only sis he stop in a moment of passion, he talked in circles that only god knows how to decipher its meaning.
"Fair is fair, Usagi. You teased me into making me hot all over when Tamahome was around. Now its your turn." Hotohori nearly laughed out loud when he saw the bewildered look on her sweet face.
Usagi looked at him incredulously. He had totally lost his mind. Well if he wants to play that game with her that is just fine with her. Turning onto her side, she spoke. "Next time I will win Hoto-chan. I promise you that."
Rich laughter was his only answer as Usagi grind her teeth to stop herself from shouting at the impossible man.
Hotohori gathered her in his arms though she half-heartedly protested.
Unseen by the group and the couple, a pair of cold dark eyes slowly hid himself back into the shadows. A soft malicious laughter echoed through the woods.
Usagi looked over her shoulders again. Strange, she had a feeling that someone was watching her. To add to her qualms, the bad feeling she had yesterday still lingered.
"What's the matter little sister?" Nuriko asked when he noticed Usagi's peculiar behavior.
"Ie. Its nothing," the blond smiled as she shook her head.
"Sure?" Nuriko raised a doubtful eyebrow. The blond once again nodded her head.
"Oooh! An apple tree!!" the young and inexperienced miko immediately ran towards the apple tree that she had spotted in the middle of a clearing.
Usagi's brow creased into a frown. Chigau… How could an apple tree grow in the middle of a nowhere forest? It couldn't be possible unless it's a…
"Miaka! No! It's a trap!!" Usagi rushed to stop Miaka. Too late. The young miko had already plucked an apple from the tree.
As soon as Miaka turned towards Usagi, the branches of the tree morphed into a pair of arms. Usagi and the seishi watched in horror as the arms slithered its way around the miko in a dead lock. A horrified scream could be heard from Miaka as he now fully morphed monster held her captive.
"Miaka!" Tamahome bellowed as he started towards her. Unfortunately just as he took a first step, five hideous looking snakes slithered from the ground and slowly changed into human-like snakes. Instead of hands, live hissing venomous head snakes replaced it.
"Rekka Shinen!" the orange haired seishi stared in disbelief as one of the hideous looking creatures raised its snakehead hands and sucked in his fire. With a hiss of the tongue, the snakehead opened its mouth and black fire flared towards Tasuki.
"Usagi! Stay back!" Hotohori ordered as he proceeded to challenge the creatures.
Usagi could only nod, as she was rendered speechless. It couldn't be happening! She had thought she had destroyed evil and sent it back to where it came from during the last battle, but then, how could they resurrect themselves?
A blood-curling scream snapped her from her reverie. Scrambling towards the sound, she found one of the hideous looking youmas twisting and driving the snakehead hand that is embedded in Hotohori's shoulder deeper.
Deciding to end this madness, Usagi took out her transformation brooch. Her eyes shone in anger as she shouted, "Moon Cosmos Power Make Up!"
In a flurry of white feathers and silvery pink light, Usagi now stood, not as a senior high school student, but as the moon senshi.
Without wasting anymore time, Eternal Cosmos Moon, raised her arm and a staff appears. Directing the staff towards the youma, she shouted again. "Moon Therapy Honeymoon Kiss!"
With a powerful blast from the staff, the youma screamed in agony and dissolved into thin air.
"Usagi?.." Hotohori asked doubtfully as he eyed the person in front of him who greatly resembles his Usagi.
"Hai," the moon senshi confirmed.
Hotohori nodded his head as he clutched his wounded shoulder. "We have to get back to the others."
"Cosmos Moon Crystal Therapy!" all at once the staff began glowing a silvery pink light. In an instant, the staff blasted all of the youmas, inclusive of Miaka's captor.
The seishi and Miaka except Hotohori stood rooted to the ground, trying to register what had happened.
Miaka was totally confused. Strange, I nearly thought I would be toasted. How could one moment that youma had a death grip and the next blinding light, it was the youma that died. I wonder where that strange light is from?
The brown haired miko slowly looked up from the ground and had a shocked of her life.
"Miaka? Miaka are you alright?" Tamahome asked as he strode towards his gaping girlfriend.
Tamahome got more worried when he received no reply from his chatterbox girlfriend. Standing directly in front of her, he looked deep into her eyes. That is when he noticed that she had been staring at something.
Confused, his eyes traced the direction of her gaze and found a familiar face in a strange costume.
"So? It's just a girl in a strange outfit. Nothing strange. But… man those legs…" the raven seishi quickly snapped out his musing when he noticed the irritated glare from his green haired comrade.
"Ah!! Sugoi! Sugoi! SUGOI!!!" the awe struck miko suddenly shouted.
A blue haired monk approached the group. "What's the problem with her, no da?" the seishi tilt his head towards the excited miko who is now jumping up and down around a blond goddess in a strange outfit.
A chibi Miaka jumped excitedly around the flustered sailor senshi. "Sugoi! Sugoi! It's Sailormoon! Sailormoon! SAILORMOON!!!" the miko excitedly shrilled out.
By this time, everyone sweat-dropped.
"I suppose you are the one that saved us?" Mitsukake smiled.
Eternal cosmos moon laughed sheepishly as she scratched the back of her head. "Aww… Come on guys. Don't tell me you don't recognize me?"
Everyone looked quizzically at her. Taking a pity on his beloved, Hotohori stepped beside her. "She is Usagi."
"Nani?!" the bubbly miko shrilled again.
"Will you stop it already?!" snapped Tasuki as he closed his ears.
The blond senshi smiled. "Watch." Stepping aside, the senshi detransformed herself. Everyone stood gaping especially Miaka.
Before anyone could utter a word, a sinister laughter rang the air.
Now it was Usagi's turn to be rooted to the ground in stark terror. No! It can't be! That laughter! It's impossible! But how to explain the sudden youma attacks?
All the Suzaku seishi turned around to search for the owner of the voice. Clapping soon was heard, making the seishi and their miko more confused.
"Well done, Tsuki no hime. Well done! I see that you are as reliable as last remembered," a dark shadow stepped out of the darkness.
"Who the hell are you?" snapped Tasuki as he studied the midnight intruder.
Taking exception of the murderous glares from the Tsuki no hime, he chuckled. "Now, now. Is that the way you treat an old friend, princess?"
"Friends? I remembered the last we met, you nearly tore at my throat, Endymion. Or should I say Chaos," Usagi bitterly bit out.
Hotohori, by unknown sentiments, had stepped in front of Usagi, barricading any harm from touching her. "Say whatever is in your mind and be gone with it," he growled out.
"Temper, temper." Chaos taunted.
"Actually I came here to say hi to the princess and of course to have fun…" Chaos stopped in front of the quivering miko.
"Don't you are touch her, Chaos," Usagi warned dangerously.
Chaos smiled before turning back to the miko. "Oh I won't touch her. I'm just going to…" with a snap of his fingers, dark energy shot through the miko.
"Miaka!" the forest echoed with Tamahome's primitive roar.
Chiriko stared in horror as Chaos deflected Tamahome's punches and kicks. His eyes widened when Chaos suddenly appeared behind Tamahome and strike him down.
Usagi watched as Chaos defeat the seishi one by one. If this continues, all of the seishi would die. She had to stop it even if the other sailor senshi are not here.
Without giving a second thought about he condition she may be in later, Usagi concentrated on the power of the crystal, the moon, the other sailor senshi, the universe and lastly cosmos. Her clothes melt away in a flurry of feathers and in its place is a white body clinging suite with silvery overall coat that flows downs her waist like a gown.
Raising the golden staff that had a crystal, which is in the center of nine different colored rings, Cosmos concentrated her ki on the staff.
One moment Chaos was smirking at the wounded Chichiri, the next he went crashing into a tree.
"Nice one Cosmos. You were able to nick my shoulder," the wounded midnight haired man smirked as he stood up.
All of the wounded seishi and Miaka looked up and was relieved that someone had momentarily knocked the crazed assassin down.
Hotohori clutched his wounded side as he stared at his Usagi who is now Cosmos. Even though she looked strong and could pulverized Chaos with her staff, he sensed something was amiss.
"Get the hell out of here Chaos before I do any more damage." Usagi's voice was calm and soft but it had a hard edge.
"Come now, Cosmos. Don't tell me you are going to risk your life for…them?" Chaos waved his hand towards the wounded Suzaku Seishi and Miaka.
Silence was Usagi's answer.
"Lets drop the pretense, princess. I know that you will die if you remain in that form in your wounded condition," Chaos laughed.
"I would rather risk my life that to see them harm," Cosmos stated. Even though her voice was stern, she could fell her energy rapidly diminished. Chaos is right. If she continues to be in this form, she would certainly die. Better die than to have her friends suffer.
"Don't say that I didn't warn." With a flick of his wrist, a huge ball of dark energy flew towards Cosmos.
Raising her staff, Cosmos easily deflected it.
With another flick of his wrist, Chaos send bolts of dark energy that is fatal to anyone who gets it to the seishis. Once again Cosmos raised her staff and deflected it. Again and again Chaos sent bolts of energy and each time, Cosmos deflected it.
Hotohori watched as his Usagi creates a force field around them. His gaze sharpens when he noticed how heavy her breathing was and it became heavier as that wretched bastard attacks the shield. The seishi clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.
He had to do something else for sure Usagi would die like how Chaos said. If only he had been stronger and much more powerful!
Suddenly Hotohori felt a warm sensation passing through his body. After that, her felt very light and… alive!
"Go…" Hotohori turned around to find the speaker.
"Go…" the voice whispered again.
Trusting the voice, the seishi gripped the hilt of his sword and strode dangerously towards Chaos, outside the protective shield.
"Hotohori! What the hell are you doing? Get back here!" Tasuki shouted as he tries to grab hold of Hotohori. Instead of grabbing him, Tasuki caught only air.
The orange haired seishi watched in amazement as Hotohori, who now had turned into a green blur, knocked down Chaos with his sword. "Sugoi…" Tasuki unconsciously whispered.
For the first time in this dark life, Chaos felt afraid, very afraid as he stared at the look on Hotohori's face. It was a look of pure hatred and anger.
"Don't you ever dare hurt her again. If you do, I'll make sure I carve you out with my sword. You understand?" Hotohori growled as he pushed the tip of his sword deeper into Chaos's neck. Only when the bastard nods did Hotohori moved away.
Chaos slowly rose as he clutched is wounded shoulder. Damn but that Hotohori had sliced deeply into his untouched shoulder.
"Don't worry. I won't hurt her… I would just" Chaos snapped his fingers.
Hotohori whipped around. Panic rose as he watched a bright beam of light heading towards the crouching Cosmos who is gasping and had a pale look.
Praying he wouldn't be too late, Hotohori ran as quickly as his legs would take him to his princess. Hotohori reached his hand out. Only a reach away. But it was too late. The beam had hit her and in a blinding flash of light, Cosmos, Usagi was gone.
In that flurry of panic, Chaos took the liberties of excusing himself. Only his victorious laughter echoed.
Hotohori watched in horror as his hand caught nothing but thin air. On his knees and sword lying beside, the heartbroken seishi touched the warm spot where his lover used to be a minute before. Not again! He was too late! Just like the dream he had!
Pearls of tears dripped onto the ground. Punching the ground, he threw his head back.
A primitive roar of anguish broke the tranquility of the night as a lover cried over a tragedy.
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A/N: hello again! So what do you think of the chapter? This chapter actually was not suppose to be in the story plot but the idea stuck me instantly once I had the pen in hand. It was too tempting not to write the chapter down. Anyway I'd like to thank everyone for your reviews and support… ok then Sayonara!!!
Tasuki: like when did anyone asked her a question…
A/N: *ignores Tasuki's unwanted comment* Ok I just wanna say that I don't Sailormoon or Fushigi Yuugi. But!!! I do own some of Usagi's new moves…lol.. at last…
Tomo: Can u be quick?… I don't have time to listen to your announcement.
A/N: How dare u Tomo… Fine I am never gonna write anything about u anymore *sticks out her tongue*
Tomo: Matte!! I was just kidding.. hehehe..
A/N: I'll think about it….
Tomo: *on his knees* Onegai…..
~*~*~*~*~ Chapter Six ~*~*~*~*~
"Why do you always paint your face, Ruo-chan?" a voice rang out.
Tomo, who had been putting on his war paint, paused at the sound of the voice. Looking from the reflection of his mirror, Tomo watched as his emerald green haired princess walked into the room.
Once at his side, the princess slide down onto his lap and laced her arms around his neck, smiling lovingly at him.
Tomo smiled back as he snaked his arms around her slim waist. "Mind telling me what you are doing here, sweetheart?"
"I just missed you. That's all," she sighed. Tomo raised a doubtful eyebrow as he gaze at her worried face.
"Are you sure?" he prodded.
"OK! There is something…." She sighed as she played at the collar of her beloved's war suit.
"And…?"
"I can't be at the ball tonight. The queen said I had to guard the gates of time, explaining that someone may take advantage of it once I'm away during the ball," the green-haired goddess pouts.
"What's so bad about that?.." Tomo asked as he watched her play with her hair.
"Well… I'm going to miss you," it was a barely audible whisper but Tomo heard it all the same. He nodded, finally understanding her worries.
Shifting a little, Tomo brought her face to his. "Daijoubu, koishii. I'm going to wear the hideous war paint ever that would scare every single maiden who gazes at me. Don't worry. Everything will be fine during the ball. Things are going to go as smoothly as planned."
"But I want to dance with you…" pouted the princess again.
"Have you forgotten that our wedding is just a week from now? On that day, you can dance all night with me, love," he teased.
"Aishiteru Ruo-chan," she whispered lovingly.
"Aishiteru, my soon-to-be wife," Tomo drawled out as he brought his mouth down to hers in a soul shattering kiss.
"Illusive Macabre!!" demons from the opponents darkest fear suddenly appeared and attacked the opponent once the command was shouted.
"Nice one there, Tomo!" a raven-haired man clapped him on the back.
"You did well too, Tamahome," the war paint seishi replied.
"Oi minna!! You better get your ass here!! The sailor senshi are in trouble!!" a blond teenage boy shouted as he sliced another of the opponent down. In an instant the two warriors were at the their comrade, fighting side by side.
"Sailor Saturn! What happened? Where is she?" he frantically asked, praying that his princess is well.
"He attacked us… he was too strong… don't worry. She was not with us. She is still at the gate of time. So I think she will be fine…." She sputtered out her last sentence. Tomo watched as his ever-strong-willed comrade broke down in sobs over his lover's death.
The war paint warrior panted as he set another group of enemy to their death. No matter how hard he tried, they just kept coming like ants. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his side. He whirled around to find a dagger sticking out from his ribs.
He was about to take the dagger out when suddenly a wave of nausea hit him, making him sway to the ground. Damn! It's poisoned! He could feel his life essence draining each second. He smiled wryly. At least he knew that his princess is safe. Tomo let his link wander once again to the loving red eyes and emerald green beauty. With a smile, the strong general, a friend, a protector and a lover took his last breath….
Tomo woke up in cold sweat. Massaging his aching eyes, he began to recount the dream he had just now. Damn those dreams! If it weren't for them, he would have a peaceful and dreamless sleep. How he got them, he didn't know.
Even though the dreams are vague, it seemed very familiar. Strangely, the dreams had always contain a particular emerald green-haired beauty with captivating ruby eyes.
A soft knock broke his thoughts. "What is it?" he snapped.
A mass of murky blond teenage boy entered the room anxiously. "Sumi masen, Tomo-chan. Ano.. Nakago-sama demands your presence this in stance. He wants to discuss something about Yui-sama's plan," he spoke politely.
"Tell him I'll be right over." With a nod, Amiboshi exited the room.
"Baka onna…."the midnight-haired senshi cursed.
"What do you mean you were defeated?" Nakago asked.
Miboshi shivered at the cold voice. "Sumi masen, Nakago-sama. It is just that in one instant I was winning, the next moment I found myself crashing into a tree, wounded," the bald headed seishi apologized.
"You called me Nakago-sama?" a voice rang out.
Nakago gave Miboshi a good glare to indicate his displeasure before motioning the new comer to enter.
"I want you to browse through his memory and find the reason to his temporary amnesia," the blond general ordered. The bald readied seishi stiffened at the order. Only god knows what Tomo would do if he were 'browse' through one's mind.
Cold draft brushed him. The light in Miboshi's eyes faded as the war paint seishi concentrated his ki on a clam. After a short while, the Miboshi gave a sharp jerk and fell to the hard ground.
The war painted seishi opened his eyes and spoke out loud. "Sumi masen. I couldn't find the reason to it."
A crude curse could be heard from the general as the war painted seishi once again stepped out of the room, heading to his solitary room.
Water splashed onto the tabletop as Nakago slammed his fist.
"Bloody hell… How could one of my best seishi lost?" he cursed.
So intense in his thoughts that the blond general hardly noticed the new presence and the strange ki.
"I could help you…" a deep menacing voice whispered.
Nakago whipped around; clearly startled that someone could sneak behind his back without him detecting them. "Who are you? Show yourself!" Nakago surveyed his surroundings, alert.
"I'd rather be anonymous than be known," the voice once again spoke.
The corners or Nakago's mouth curved upwards totally impressed by the way the intruder controlled his ki. "What do you want?"
"I just want to help you but in return you have to get me something," the voice rang again.
"Sorry but I don't do barter trade," Nakago turned around to leave the tent.
"Is that so? Even when I could give you something that you really want…."
Nakago stopped in his tracks.
"What can you give me?" Nakago turned around slowly, curious at what this stranger has to say.
"Immortality," a whisper but to Nakago it sounded like an answer from the gods.
"Impossible! No one in this world could give me that except Seiryuu," the blond general chided. There is something about the voice that gave him the creeps.
A chuckle could be heard. Nakago raised an eyebrow, questioning.
"What if I say I am not from this world?"
A frown creased Nakago's flawless features. Not from this world? What does that mean? Only mikos are not from this world. Could he trust whatever or whoever is speaking? No matter how hard he tried, there is still something about this that felt strange. His guts told him that whoever is speaking is evil and is more than what he says he is.
But immortality… one in a million… A chance of a lifetime.
"What is it that you want in return?" Nakago made up his mind.
"I know that you are negotiable," the voice smiled. From a corner of the tent, a dark figure steeped out from the shadows.
Nakago stared at the well-built man with midnight hair and matching eyes. The blond general looked straight into the cold and fathomless eyes of the owner. For the first time in his life, Nakago, the brave and fearless generals, felt afraid.
@---}---- Suzaku Seishi
"So where to now?" the hotheaded seishi asked as he slumped himself on the lushes green grass.
"We have to head north and at a certain creek, we have to turn left," Chiriko answered, impressing the other seishi with his fabulous knowledge.
"I am truly impressed at your knowledge, Chiriko," the green haired emperor praised as he pat the little boy's head. The young seishi turned a slight shade of hue.
Smiling as always, Chichiri announced as he surveyed their surroundings. "I think we better camp here for the night. So who is doing the first guard duty?"
Tasuki executed a Gallic shrug. "Beats me. I'm beat. I just want to shut my eyes and doze off…." With a yawn, the hotheaded seishi fell into a slumber.
All of his friends sweat-dropped except Usagi. She was giggling at the funny sight. Tasuki had drawn himself into a ball, with a hand tucked under his chin and drooling on the unlucky green grass.
"I supposed he is out. That lazy bump," Miaka sighed.
"Miaka… Have you forgotten that he had not had a wink of sleep last night since he had been doing all the shifts?" Usagi chided gently.
The brown haired miko pouted. "Demo…"
Usagi raised her hand. "No matter how foul mouthed or irritating he is, you still got to give him a credit. Not everyone is perfect in this world."
Hotohori smiled at the wise comment Usagi gave. Hotohori watched as his miko slumped in defeat and sat next to her boyfriend. He once again looked at his goddess and noticed her serene expression.
"Anything wrong, Usagi?" he asked once he got to her side.
Usagi immediately snapped out of her reverie. "Uh… Sumi masen. I was just thinking that's all."
"Thinking of what?" Hotohori slowly prodded as he brought her close to him.
Usagi rest her head on his broad muscular chest. "Bout the seishi and how they closely resembles my friends at home."
Hotohori nodded, finally understood the problem that had been plaguing his Tsuki no hime. "You miss them. Don't you, koishii?"
Hotohori felt her nod. "I'm sorry. If I could, I would sent you back to your friends and let you have your happiness there that here. With all the problems and upcoming war…"
He never quite finished his statement. Usagi had placed a finger on his lips, silencing him. Slowly she shook her head. "Ie… I would never be happy without you, Sai-chan."
Hotohori looked warmly into Usagi's loving eyes and lowered his mouth slowly to hers. Usagi held her breath and closed her eyes, waiting to fell the ever-familiar lips against hers.
"Ehem… Sorry to disturb you love birds, but I just want to say that there is a small stream up ahead if you need one, Usagi," Tamahome blushingly cleared his throat.
Hotohori's mouth hung a centimeter away from his partner's. He was tempted to ravish her mouth there and then but in a private place, not where his friends could watch.
"I suppose you would like to refresh yourself?" he sighed.
Usagi opened her eyes and frowned. She turned around and walked to the stream but not before she brushed a kiss on his lips. Let him ache with need for all she cares. After all, he started it.
"A hot teaser you have there, Hotohori," Tamahome teased once he noticed the look on his friend's face. Pure male need was written all over on his handsome features.
Silence was Hotohori's answer as he watched the gentle sway of his temptress with heated gaze.
The creatures of the night played their blissful melody, uncaring about the group of new comers who camped at their territory. The crickets played their beautiful rhapsody as the owls did their blissful sonata of the night. All of them as if led by an invisible conductor blend beautifully into each other.
Usagi tossed and turned in her sleep. Frustrated, she snapped her eyes open. A bad feeling had nagged her guts, making her unable to sleep peacefully. A frown creased her features as she tries to decipher what the feeling had been trying to say.
The only time a bad feeling had nagged her into a troubled sleep was when she was going into battle with Beryl, Wiseman, that crazy Dark circus lady and Chaos. The young lady groaned in deep frustration as she rolled to her side. If only Luna was here. She would know what it meant.
"Can't sleep?" a voice teased.
Usagi opened her eyes again and smiled. Hotohori was the one who shot the question. He was leaning against a tree in front of the fire, taking over Tamahome's guard shift no doubt. Usagi took in his lovely face, which looked even more refined when the moonlight shone on him.
"Ie… I can't sleep," she whispered. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Hotohori immediately shifted his position and invited her over to his side.
Usagi smiled at his thoughtfulness. After gathering her pallet, she stood up and elegantly glided into his arms.
Hotohori breathed in her scent as he gathered her closer to him. He contently rest he head on her golden crown. She is so soft, warm and inviting. His hands accidentally brushed the lush curved of her soft breast as she snuggled closer to him. Hotohori took a deep breath as he bit back a groan.
"So what's been bothering you?" he asked as he silently tries to change the direction of his thoughts.
"I had a bad feeling," Usagi exclaimed as she shifted to look at his face.
"Its ok. Perhaps it's just because of your fatigueness. Sleep it off and in the morning maybe everything will be fine," he whispered as he looked at her face.
"I hope so," she muttered as she looked at his face again. Only then did she realize that he had been heatedly gazing at her lips. Wetting her lips slowly, she suddenly felt hot.
Hotohori let his heated gaze dropped to her rosy pink lips. He nearly groaned in hunger as he watched her inviting tongue slowly licked those luscious lips. He could feel himself starts to get hard. Once again he let his heated gaze tore from those lips and looked searchingly into those azure eyes. One could get lost in those eyes.
Usagi watched Hotohori as he tore his gaze from her lips only to capture her eyes in a questioning gaze. He is asking her approval. But what? Realization hits her as he slowly brushed his thumb on her lips. Smiling shyly, she slowly raised her lips.
Hotohori groaned as he brought is lips down to hers. His velvety tongue tasted her sweet lips. But he wasn't contented. He wanted to taste her honeyed mouth. Hotohori solved the problem by forcing her chin with his thumb and then thrust his tongue inside before Usagi could guess his intent.
He caught her gasp and gave her his groan.
His tongue thrust in and out, tasting, taking, and penetrating. Their tongues dwelled in a mating dance. The emperor thought of ending their kiss but what happened next nearly threw him over the line.
Nimble fingers reached out and stroke the silken green locks. Slowly those dainty fingers sunk into the locks and massaged his nape. With a grunt, Hotohori tore his mouth away and began his tender assault on Usagi's creamy neck.
His tongue swirled at the throbbing pulse. Going lower, he licked and nipped her collarbone, emitting a sensual moan from her. Strong expert fingers quickly unbuttoned her blouse and splayed it at her sides. He felt himself grow hard at the heavenly-laced covered mounts.
Lowering his mouth, his tongue slipped beneath the lace and proceeded to lick the turgid pearl. Closing his mouth over the bountiful breast, he gently sucked the pearl, flicking it once in while. By this time, both of them are on the ground. Usagi lying down with Hotohori between her thighs.
"Sai-chan…"the erotic moan escaped the blonde's dewy lips as her lover proceeded to her other breast.
Greedy hands clawed at his clothes but Hotohori just smiled sexily and once again captured the dewy lips. Once again their tongues mated.
"Sai-chan?" azure eyes looked at the heated gaze of her lover as she watched him drew away from her.
"Sai-chan?…" she asked again when she noticed the same hands that nearly tore her clothes in heated passion slowly buttoned up her blouse and righting it.
Hotohori leaned down but stopped when he was an inch away from the dewy lips. Looking deeply in her eyes, he whispered, "An eye for an eye."
Usagi blinked. What did he meant by that? Usagi shook her head as she tries to clear her hazy and passion filled mind. "I don't understand, Sai-chan."
Hotohori drew away from her and sat beside her.
Usagi didn't like the look her had in his eyes. His eyes were dancing with mischief.
"As I had said. An eye for an eye. But in this case it's a tease for a tease."
"Nani?" the blond nearly fell on her face. GOD! When did he start to talk in riddles? Usagi confirmed that he had totally lost his mind. Not only sis he stop in a moment of passion, he talked in circles that only god knows how to decipher its meaning.
"Fair is fair, Usagi. You teased me into making me hot all over when Tamahome was around. Now its your turn." Hotohori nearly laughed out loud when he saw the bewildered look on her sweet face.
Usagi looked at him incredulously. He had totally lost his mind. Well if he wants to play that game with her that is just fine with her. Turning onto her side, she spoke. "Next time I will win Hoto-chan. I promise you that."
Rich laughter was his only answer as Usagi grind her teeth to stop herself from shouting at the impossible man.
Hotohori gathered her in his arms though she half-heartedly protested.
Unseen by the group and the couple, a pair of cold dark eyes slowly hid himself back into the shadows. A soft malicious laughter echoed through the woods.
Usagi looked over her shoulders again. Strange, she had a feeling that someone was watching her. To add to her qualms, the bad feeling she had yesterday still lingered.
"What's the matter little sister?" Nuriko asked when he noticed Usagi's peculiar behavior.
"Ie. Its nothing," the blond smiled as she shook her head.
"Sure?" Nuriko raised a doubtful eyebrow. The blond once again nodded her head.
"Oooh! An apple tree!!" the young and inexperienced miko immediately ran towards the apple tree that she had spotted in the middle of a clearing.
Usagi's brow creased into a frown. Chigau… How could an apple tree grow in the middle of a nowhere forest? It couldn't be possible unless it's a…
"Miaka! No! It's a trap!!" Usagi rushed to stop Miaka. Too late. The young miko had already plucked an apple from the tree.
As soon as Miaka turned towards Usagi, the branches of the tree morphed into a pair of arms. Usagi and the seishi watched in horror as the arms slithered its way around the miko in a dead lock. A horrified scream could be heard from Miaka as he now fully morphed monster held her captive.
"Miaka!" Tamahome bellowed as he started towards her. Unfortunately just as he took a first step, five hideous looking snakes slithered from the ground and slowly changed into human-like snakes. Instead of hands, live hissing venomous head snakes replaced it.
"Rekka Shinen!" the orange haired seishi stared in disbelief as one of the hideous looking creatures raised its snakehead hands and sucked in his fire. With a hiss of the tongue, the snakehead opened its mouth and black fire flared towards Tasuki.
"Usagi! Stay back!" Hotohori ordered as he proceeded to challenge the creatures.
Usagi could only nod, as she was rendered speechless. It couldn't be happening! She had thought she had destroyed evil and sent it back to where it came from during the last battle, but then, how could they resurrect themselves?
A blood-curling scream snapped her from her reverie. Scrambling towards the sound, she found one of the hideous looking youmas twisting and driving the snakehead hand that is embedded in Hotohori's shoulder deeper.
Deciding to end this madness, Usagi took out her transformation brooch. Her eyes shone in anger as she shouted, "Moon Cosmos Power Make Up!"
In a flurry of white feathers and silvery pink light, Usagi now stood, not as a senior high school student, but as the moon senshi.
Without wasting anymore time, Eternal Cosmos Moon, raised her arm and a staff appears. Directing the staff towards the youma, she shouted again. "Moon Therapy Honeymoon Kiss!"
With a powerful blast from the staff, the youma screamed in agony and dissolved into thin air.
"Usagi?.." Hotohori asked doubtfully as he eyed the person in front of him who greatly resembles his Usagi.
"Hai," the moon senshi confirmed.
Hotohori nodded his head as he clutched his wounded shoulder. "We have to get back to the others."
"Cosmos Moon Crystal Therapy!" all at once the staff began glowing a silvery pink light. In an instant, the staff blasted all of the youmas, inclusive of Miaka's captor.
The seishi and Miaka except Hotohori stood rooted to the ground, trying to register what had happened.
Miaka was totally confused. Strange, I nearly thought I would be toasted. How could one moment that youma had a death grip and the next blinding light, it was the youma that died. I wonder where that strange light is from?
The brown haired miko slowly looked up from the ground and had a shocked of her life.
"Miaka? Miaka are you alright?" Tamahome asked as he strode towards his gaping girlfriend.
Tamahome got more worried when he received no reply from his chatterbox girlfriend. Standing directly in front of her, he looked deep into her eyes. That is when he noticed that she had been staring at something.
Confused, his eyes traced the direction of her gaze and found a familiar face in a strange costume.
"So? It's just a girl in a strange outfit. Nothing strange. But… man those legs…" the raven seishi quickly snapped out his musing when he noticed the irritated glare from his green haired comrade.
"Ah!! Sugoi! Sugoi! SUGOI!!!" the awe struck miko suddenly shouted.
A blue haired monk approached the group. "What's the problem with her, no da?" the seishi tilt his head towards the excited miko who is now jumping up and down around a blond goddess in a strange outfit.
A chibi Miaka jumped excitedly around the flustered sailor senshi. "Sugoi! Sugoi! It's Sailormoon! Sailormoon! SAILORMOON!!!" the miko excitedly shrilled out.
By this time, everyone sweat-dropped.
"I suppose you are the one that saved us?" Mitsukake smiled.
Eternal cosmos moon laughed sheepishly as she scratched the back of her head. "Aww… Come on guys. Don't tell me you don't recognize me?"
Everyone looked quizzically at her. Taking a pity on his beloved, Hotohori stepped beside her. "She is Usagi."
"Nani?!" the bubbly miko shrilled again.
"Will you stop it already?!" snapped Tasuki as he closed his ears.
The blond senshi smiled. "Watch." Stepping aside, the senshi detransformed herself. Everyone stood gaping especially Miaka.
Before anyone could utter a word, a sinister laughter rang the air.
Now it was Usagi's turn to be rooted to the ground in stark terror. No! It can't be! That laughter! It's impossible! But how to explain the sudden youma attacks?
All the Suzaku seishi turned around to search for the owner of the voice. Clapping soon was heard, making the seishi and their miko more confused.
"Well done, Tsuki no hime. Well done! I see that you are as reliable as last remembered," a dark shadow stepped out of the darkness.
"Who the hell are you?" snapped Tasuki as he studied the midnight intruder.
Taking exception of the murderous glares from the Tsuki no hime, he chuckled. "Now, now. Is that the way you treat an old friend, princess?"
"Friends? I remembered the last we met, you nearly tore at my throat, Endymion. Or should I say Chaos," Usagi bitterly bit out.
Hotohori, by unknown sentiments, had stepped in front of Usagi, barricading any harm from touching her. "Say whatever is in your mind and be gone with it," he growled out.
"Temper, temper." Chaos taunted.
"Actually I came here to say hi to the princess and of course to have fun…" Chaos stopped in front of the quivering miko.
"Don't you are touch her, Chaos," Usagi warned dangerously.
Chaos smiled before turning back to the miko. "Oh I won't touch her. I'm just going to…" with a snap of his fingers, dark energy shot through the miko.
"Miaka!" the forest echoed with Tamahome's primitive roar.
Chiriko stared in horror as Chaos deflected Tamahome's punches and kicks. His eyes widened when Chaos suddenly appeared behind Tamahome and strike him down.
Usagi watched as Chaos defeat the seishi one by one. If this continues, all of the seishi would die. She had to stop it even if the other sailor senshi are not here.
Without giving a second thought about he condition she may be in later, Usagi concentrated on the power of the crystal, the moon, the other sailor senshi, the universe and lastly cosmos. Her clothes melt away in a flurry of feathers and in its place is a white body clinging suite with silvery overall coat that flows downs her waist like a gown.
Raising the golden staff that had a crystal, which is in the center of nine different colored rings, Cosmos concentrated her ki on the staff.
One moment Chaos was smirking at the wounded Chichiri, the next he went crashing into a tree.
"Nice one Cosmos. You were able to nick my shoulder," the wounded midnight haired man smirked as he stood up.
All of the wounded seishi and Miaka looked up and was relieved that someone had momentarily knocked the crazed assassin down.
Hotohori clutched his wounded side as he stared at his Usagi who is now Cosmos. Even though she looked strong and could pulverized Chaos with her staff, he sensed something was amiss.
"Get the hell out of here Chaos before I do any more damage." Usagi's voice was calm and soft but it had a hard edge.
"Come now, Cosmos. Don't tell me you are going to risk your life for…them?" Chaos waved his hand towards the wounded Suzaku Seishi and Miaka.
Silence was Usagi's answer.
"Lets drop the pretense, princess. I know that you will die if you remain in that form in your wounded condition," Chaos laughed.
"I would rather risk my life that to see them harm," Cosmos stated. Even though her voice was stern, she could fell her energy rapidly diminished. Chaos is right. If she continues to be in this form, she would certainly die. Better die than to have her friends suffer.
"Don't say that I didn't warn." With a flick of his wrist, a huge ball of dark energy flew towards Cosmos.
Raising her staff, Cosmos easily deflected it.
With another flick of his wrist, Chaos send bolts of dark energy that is fatal to anyone who gets it to the seishis. Once again Cosmos raised her staff and deflected it. Again and again Chaos sent bolts of energy and each time, Cosmos deflected it.
Hotohori watched as his Usagi creates a force field around them. His gaze sharpens when he noticed how heavy her breathing was and it became heavier as that wretched bastard attacks the shield. The seishi clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.
He had to do something else for sure Usagi would die like how Chaos said. If only he had been stronger and much more powerful!
Suddenly Hotohori felt a warm sensation passing through his body. After that, her felt very light and… alive!
"Go…" Hotohori turned around to find the speaker.
"Go…" the voice whispered again.
Trusting the voice, the seishi gripped the hilt of his sword and strode dangerously towards Chaos, outside the protective shield.
"Hotohori! What the hell are you doing? Get back here!" Tasuki shouted as he tries to grab hold of Hotohori. Instead of grabbing him, Tasuki caught only air.
The orange haired seishi watched in amazement as Hotohori, who now had turned into a green blur, knocked down Chaos with his sword. "Sugoi…" Tasuki unconsciously whispered.
For the first time in this dark life, Chaos felt afraid, very afraid as he stared at the look on Hotohori's face. It was a look of pure hatred and anger.
"Don't you ever dare hurt her again. If you do, I'll make sure I carve you out with my sword. You understand?" Hotohori growled as he pushed the tip of his sword deeper into Chaos's neck. Only when the bastard nods did Hotohori moved away.
Chaos slowly rose as he clutched is wounded shoulder. Damn but that Hotohori had sliced deeply into his untouched shoulder.
"Don't worry. I won't hurt her… I would just" Chaos snapped his fingers.
Hotohori whipped around. Panic rose as he watched a bright beam of light heading towards the crouching Cosmos who is gasping and had a pale look.
Praying he wouldn't be too late, Hotohori ran as quickly as his legs would take him to his princess. Hotohori reached his hand out. Only a reach away. But it was too late. The beam had hit her and in a blinding flash of light, Cosmos, Usagi was gone.
In that flurry of panic, Chaos took the liberties of excusing himself. Only his victorious laughter echoed.
Hotohori watched in horror as his hand caught nothing but thin air. On his knees and sword lying beside, the heartbroken seishi touched the warm spot where his lover used to be a minute before. Not again! He was too late! Just like the dream he had!
Pearls of tears dripped onto the ground. Punching the ground, he threw his head back.
A primitive roar of anguish broke the tranquility of the night as a lover cried over a tragedy.
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A/N: hello again! So what do you think of the chapter? This chapter actually was not suppose to be in the story plot but the idea stuck me instantly once I had the pen in hand. It was too tempting not to write the chapter down. Anyway I'd like to thank everyone for your reviews and support… ok then Sayonara!!!