Well I'm REALLY getting into it now. ^_^ I do hope you enjoy the next chapter cause though it will move slow it's going to get darker, funnier and more romantic as well as more developments. Enjoy!
Author: Akari-chan AKA Rose-chan
E-mail: AstraeaRhea@aol.com
Story Title: Puzzle Pieces
Chapter: Chapter Two or The Plot Thickens
Rating: PG for cursing
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The young woman clutched her head and screamed into her pillow. She thrashed in the bed violently. It was all coming too fast, too much, too much. After a few minutes her thrashing slowed and her breathing regulated. She wiped sweat off of her forehead and whimpered as she saw blood coming from a small cut at her temple. It was increasing, they had killed another Senshi. "My God...It's beginning, the shadows. And my insanity." She fell into a restless sleep prone with nightmares and visions of other lives, of other people. And one vision of a familiar male face, that seemed to calm her.
**__**
"You have got to be kidding me." Gwen said to the silence of her large apartment as she looked at the dark uniform. She had optioned to go to a leading private high school for the gifted instead of the normal high school. Though she would have to make more friends, she would learn more--that was worth it. But were the uniforms worth it as well?
She walked slowly to the big steps leading to the doors of her new high school. Gwen looked up and sighed, forcing herself to look cheerful. No one was to know her torment, she couldn't let it happen. She couldn't be weak.
"Excuse me, Miss? Could you tell me where the Drama room could be?" She asked timidly yet kindly to the older lady.
The gray haired woman smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling. "Why I haven't been called miss for thirty years! You are a darling now, aren't you?" She smiled again, "Well I'm the drama teacher so you are in luck. I'm Mrs. Diachi, and your name?"
"I'm Gwendolyn Carlson, but I have many other names. It's good to meet you Sensei." She bowed respectively and the older woman smiled again.
"Well I'll show you where it is and then you go find your locker, ok?" Mrs. Diachi said and led the girl to her first period class.
**__**
Gwen sighed heavily, putting the last of her books into her locker. It was the end of the day, she had survived all of her classes. All she wanted now was a good cup of tea and her favorite novel.
She grabbed the books she would need and headed toward the shrine. She was told to meet there for studies and she didn't mind, it could be fun.
Gwen was jolted out of her thoughts by bumping into something that felt like a warm brick wall. Whatever it was it came at her very fast and she fell on her rear, glasses lost. "Dear Lord where did my specs go?!" She felt around for them and was surprised when she felt a large warm hand place them in her own smaller hand.
"Gomen, miss. I was running late and I didn't see you there." The blur said in a deeper voice than she expected, a strangely familiar voice. She slipped on her glasses and was surprised at the sight.
Damn it all to hell.
Why now of all times and eras?
"O-Oh it's a-a-alright." She stuttered. 'I was never able to talk elequently around him, this just HAD to happen!' She growled inwardly at her bad luck.
He smiled a warm smile that made his blue-violet eyes twinkle and she thought she would lose it. He picked up the rest of her books and held out a hand for her. She gratefully took the hand offered and prepared for the jolt that came afterwards. His face had a strange look on it while she knew it would happen.
"Do you go to Azuka?" He inwardly kicked himself about the stupid question, her uniform clearly showed she did.
"Y-Yes I do. And you do too. Maybe I'll s-see you at school?" She asked timidly. 'He will not spook me. He will not tempt me. He will stay normal.' She repeated several times in her head as a mini mantra.
He gave a broad smile and gently squeezed her small hand, "You betcha. Ja ne!" He said quickly and ran off. His thoughts were focused on one thing: the girl he had 'just met'. While hers were on him and her horrible luck. He didn't remember her, their childhood, she thought. Or their real past. With him here it just meant the inevitable, something she didn't want to think about.
**_**
"Hey, have trouble finding your way here?" Rei asked, pouring Gwen a cup of tea.
Gwen smiled sadly, "You could say that."
Minako perked up when she heard that. She knew that tone of voice, it was the same tone she had when they were in grade school. "He's here?"
Gwen sighed softly, "And he doesn't remember anything of me."
"Oh no, weren't you friends since you got to Britian?"
"Yes. The bloody bastard doesn't remember me. I really do hate men sometimes."
"What are you two talking about? And what man?" Makoto asked, looking up from the novel she has placed in front of her chemistry text book.
Ami grabbed the novel and hid it behind her without missing a sentence in her quantam physics book. "Yes who?"
Gwen sighed sadly again, "After I moved to England I met a young boy my age and we played together till he had to move to Germany when he was thirteen. He told me he'd always remember me and we'd be friends again. Blasted promises." She said the last a bit bitterly. "The worst part is I ran into him, literally, and he has the nerve to call me miss. He didn't know me. And he goes to Azuka as well. This is going to be pure hell."
"Oh he'll remember in time. Don't worry." Minako said, trying to cheer her friend up. Gwen gave a weak smile and leaned over to Usagi's Algebra book.
"Need help?"
**__**
"You met her? And you didn't let her know you knew her? Are you a moron or something?!" Thalia fumed, her brown slick fur sticking up from her anger.
He backed up cautiously. "She remembers me from when we were little, she remembers my past. She remembers everything. I'd like to play naïve a little longer."
"Naïve?! You are playing around with *MY* charge! You know she has precious little time before the waves become too strong and she doesn't know who she is anymore! She NEEDS you! She needs a rock that will always be there. She needs her soulmate! Just because she remembers everything and doesn't want to give out your memories doesn't mean you can torture her like this!!" Thalia yelled, her jade eyes glowing with fury.
"The time isn't right yet!--"
"What are you waiting for?! Cupid to shoot his arrow in her behind?! GO TO HER! While she can still process that she is who she is!"
"I know better than you do this fact and I am of higher rank! She may be YOUR charge but her life is in MY hands!"
"Yes and when the time comes that she doesn't know who she is anymore, will it matter?" She asked low and perfectly calm.
He growled angrily and clentched his fist. "I will save her before then,"
"Are you so sure?"
"YES GOD DAMNIT!" He paused, realising tears were gathering in his troubled eyes. "I'm sorry. I just can't take this. Thalia go." When she stayed there confused he said it louder, command of his station fully in tact. "Go and you help her. There are still a few things I need to figure out. She needs you."
Thalia jumped off the sofa where she had been perched and she stopped at the window sill and looked back, "And you need each other. Think about it, Prince. Think about your princess. Try to remember without her." And she was gone.
He sighed heavily and pulled the heart shaped locked from his pocket. It was shining white gold with a rose enscription the blossom being amythest and the stem emerald and he opened it to see very old picture of a woman with dark hair and green-gold-blue eyes--and the smile reached them--in arms with a white-gold haired blue-violet eyed man. She was dressed in a full green and blue gown, her ebony hair loose around her in waves. Around her neck was the locket in his hand now, without the picture obviously. He was in a princely white and gold trimmed suit and his arm fell loosely around her small waist. They looked utterly happy and in love. A tear fell down the cheek of the young man that looked exactly like the picture. "Without her, there are no memories," He closed the locket with a sad smile. "None at all."
***
*ducks from flying objects* I know it's a horrible place to end a chapter but I need FEEDBACK! People tell me how I'm doing here! Does it suck? Would you like to see all the knights revived? And do you want the usual or generals? Cause if you don't give me any hint I've got some other ideas...REVIEW OR E-MAIL! Come on, it makes my day to read a person who cared enough to say somethings words! I promise to thank you in the authors note! PLEASE?!
-Rose-
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Author: Akari-chan AKA Rose-chan
E-mail: AstraeaRhea@aol.com
Story Title: Puzzle Pieces
Chapter: Chapter Two or The Plot Thickens
Rating: PG for cursing
_________________________________________
The young woman clutched her head and screamed into her pillow. She thrashed in the bed violently. It was all coming too fast, too much, too much. After a few minutes her thrashing slowed and her breathing regulated. She wiped sweat off of her forehead and whimpered as she saw blood coming from a small cut at her temple. It was increasing, they had killed another Senshi. "My God...It's beginning, the shadows. And my insanity." She fell into a restless sleep prone with nightmares and visions of other lives, of other people. And one vision of a familiar male face, that seemed to calm her.
**__**
"You have got to be kidding me." Gwen said to the silence of her large apartment as she looked at the dark uniform. She had optioned to go to a leading private high school for the gifted instead of the normal high school. Though she would have to make more friends, she would learn more--that was worth it. But were the uniforms worth it as well?
She walked slowly to the big steps leading to the doors of her new high school. Gwen looked up and sighed, forcing herself to look cheerful. No one was to know her torment, she couldn't let it happen. She couldn't be weak.
"Excuse me, Miss? Could you tell me where the Drama room could be?" She asked timidly yet kindly to the older lady.
The gray haired woman smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling. "Why I haven't been called miss for thirty years! You are a darling now, aren't you?" She smiled again, "Well I'm the drama teacher so you are in luck. I'm Mrs. Diachi, and your name?"
"I'm Gwendolyn Carlson, but I have many other names. It's good to meet you Sensei." She bowed respectively and the older woman smiled again.
"Well I'll show you where it is and then you go find your locker, ok?" Mrs. Diachi said and led the girl to her first period class.
**__**
Gwen sighed heavily, putting the last of her books into her locker. It was the end of the day, she had survived all of her classes. All she wanted now was a good cup of tea and her favorite novel.
She grabbed the books she would need and headed toward the shrine. She was told to meet there for studies and she didn't mind, it could be fun.
Gwen was jolted out of her thoughts by bumping into something that felt like a warm brick wall. Whatever it was it came at her very fast and she fell on her rear, glasses lost. "Dear Lord where did my specs go?!" She felt around for them and was surprised when she felt a large warm hand place them in her own smaller hand.
"Gomen, miss. I was running late and I didn't see you there." The blur said in a deeper voice than she expected, a strangely familiar voice. She slipped on her glasses and was surprised at the sight.
Damn it all to hell.
Why now of all times and eras?
"O-Oh it's a-a-alright." She stuttered. 'I was never able to talk elequently around him, this just HAD to happen!' She growled inwardly at her bad luck.
He smiled a warm smile that made his blue-violet eyes twinkle and she thought she would lose it. He picked up the rest of her books and held out a hand for her. She gratefully took the hand offered and prepared for the jolt that came afterwards. His face had a strange look on it while she knew it would happen.
"Do you go to Azuka?" He inwardly kicked himself about the stupid question, her uniform clearly showed she did.
"Y-Yes I do. And you do too. Maybe I'll s-see you at school?" She asked timidly. 'He will not spook me. He will not tempt me. He will stay normal.' She repeated several times in her head as a mini mantra.
He gave a broad smile and gently squeezed her small hand, "You betcha. Ja ne!" He said quickly and ran off. His thoughts were focused on one thing: the girl he had 'just met'. While hers were on him and her horrible luck. He didn't remember her, their childhood, she thought. Or their real past. With him here it just meant the inevitable, something she didn't want to think about.
**_**
"Hey, have trouble finding your way here?" Rei asked, pouring Gwen a cup of tea.
Gwen smiled sadly, "You could say that."
Minako perked up when she heard that. She knew that tone of voice, it was the same tone she had when they were in grade school. "He's here?"
Gwen sighed softly, "And he doesn't remember anything of me."
"Oh no, weren't you friends since you got to Britian?"
"Yes. The bloody bastard doesn't remember me. I really do hate men sometimes."
"What are you two talking about? And what man?" Makoto asked, looking up from the novel she has placed in front of her chemistry text book.
Ami grabbed the novel and hid it behind her without missing a sentence in her quantam physics book. "Yes who?"
Gwen sighed sadly again, "After I moved to England I met a young boy my age and we played together till he had to move to Germany when he was thirteen. He told me he'd always remember me and we'd be friends again. Blasted promises." She said the last a bit bitterly. "The worst part is I ran into him, literally, and he has the nerve to call me miss. He didn't know me. And he goes to Azuka as well. This is going to be pure hell."
"Oh he'll remember in time. Don't worry." Minako said, trying to cheer her friend up. Gwen gave a weak smile and leaned over to Usagi's Algebra book.
"Need help?"
**__**
"You met her? And you didn't let her know you knew her? Are you a moron or something?!" Thalia fumed, her brown slick fur sticking up from her anger.
He backed up cautiously. "She remembers me from when we were little, she remembers my past. She remembers everything. I'd like to play naïve a little longer."
"Naïve?! You are playing around with *MY* charge! You know she has precious little time before the waves become too strong and she doesn't know who she is anymore! She NEEDS you! She needs a rock that will always be there. She needs her soulmate! Just because she remembers everything and doesn't want to give out your memories doesn't mean you can torture her like this!!" Thalia yelled, her jade eyes glowing with fury.
"The time isn't right yet!--"
"What are you waiting for?! Cupid to shoot his arrow in her behind?! GO TO HER! While she can still process that she is who she is!"
"I know better than you do this fact and I am of higher rank! She may be YOUR charge but her life is in MY hands!"
"Yes and when the time comes that she doesn't know who she is anymore, will it matter?" She asked low and perfectly calm.
He growled angrily and clentched his fist. "I will save her before then,"
"Are you so sure?"
"YES GOD DAMNIT!" He paused, realising tears were gathering in his troubled eyes. "I'm sorry. I just can't take this. Thalia go." When she stayed there confused he said it louder, command of his station fully in tact. "Go and you help her. There are still a few things I need to figure out. She needs you."
Thalia jumped off the sofa where she had been perched and she stopped at the window sill and looked back, "And you need each other. Think about it, Prince. Think about your princess. Try to remember without her." And she was gone.
He sighed heavily and pulled the heart shaped locked from his pocket. It was shining white gold with a rose enscription the blossom being amythest and the stem emerald and he opened it to see very old picture of a woman with dark hair and green-gold-blue eyes--and the smile reached them--in arms with a white-gold haired blue-violet eyed man. She was dressed in a full green and blue gown, her ebony hair loose around her in waves. Around her neck was the locket in his hand now, without the picture obviously. He was in a princely white and gold trimmed suit and his arm fell loosely around her small waist. They looked utterly happy and in love. A tear fell down the cheek of the young man that looked exactly like the picture. "Without her, there are no memories," He closed the locket with a sad smile. "None at all."
***
*ducks from flying objects* I know it's a horrible place to end a chapter but I need FEEDBACK! People tell me how I'm doing here! Does it suck? Would you like to see all the knights revived? And do you want the usual or generals? Cause if you don't give me any hint I've got some other ideas...REVIEW OR E-MAIL! Come on, it makes my day to read a person who cared enough to say somethings words! I promise to thank you in the authors note! PLEASE?!
-Rose-
@}~~~~