Another first chapter Heero/Usagi fic. This one I got the idea for
from a fic called I am an Imaginary Living Body by Dreama Tsuki. I
recommend you go read it, it's really good.
Wandering Warrior Chapter One
The front door of the Tsukino residence opened with a bang as a strong breeze pulled the door from Usagi's grasp. The young teen scowled as she slipped of her black school shoes and firmly closed the door against the autumn chill. Winter was setting in and the temperature was dropping to prove it. By the end of the month it would start snowing.
"Is that you, Usagi-dear?" Her mothers voice rang out from the kitchen. The delicious scent of roasting chicken accompanied the woman's lightly accented voice, eliciting a growl from the 16 year olds stomach. A flush made its way across her ivory cheeks as a delicate hand went to cover her stomach.
"Yeah, Mum. It's me." Usagi called out in answer, her school bag joining her shoes as the side of the door as she made her way towards the smell of food. Her mother smiled as she watched the teen slide onto a stool at the counter dividing the kitchen from the dining room and grab a large apple from the fruit bowl. It was devoured in large bites.
"So how did track-meet go?" Her mother turned back to the stove where she was currently putting the finishing touches to the pumpkin soup that would be served as an appetizer.
"Pretty good. I made a new personal best in the 200 meter sprint," a grin played at the girls' lips. "You should have seen Anne Grangers face when I literally left her in my dust!" Her mother froze at her daughters' light-hearted words. The time was drawing closer to when the price of their miracle baby must be paid. She and Kenji had discussed if and when to tell Usagi about the circumstances of her conception, but both were afraid of how their daughter would take the news. Looking at her as she started her second apple, Ikuku's heart swelled with motherly pride.
Usagi was the very portrait of perfection. Her long silvery-blond hair, recently cut to her waist, was pulled back in a braid to keep it out of her face when she was running. Her eyes, midnight blue and flecked with silver, were slightly slanted and gave her and exotic, foreign look. Her skin, ivory all over and not a blemish in sight, flushed slightly in the cheeks from the cold. The muscles in her arms and legs were highly defined to show her strength gained from her place on the track team and martial arts lessons she went to. She was dressed in a blue knee-length pleated skirt and a white, long sleeved blouse with a dark blue sailor collar and a red bow at the front; the uniform of Juuban High school. One her left wrist was a simple silver bracelet that she got for her tenth birthday, around her neck on a slim snake chain necklace was a silver talisman a family friend, Setsuna Meioh, had given her and she never took off, and without looking Ikuku knew that a gold anklet strung with teardrop pearls and crescent moon charms encircled her right ankle.
"Why don't you go shower and change, dear. Dinner won't be for another half-hour yet, and I'm sure you have homework to do." Usagi let out a groan and banged her head on the counter in front of her.
"Homework?! Come on mum, I'm pooped! Can't I nap till dinner? Please?"
"March young lady." Ikuku pointed to the stairs. Usagi groaned again but slinked out of her chair and trudged upstairs. Ikuku watched her only daughter go and an icy chill gripped her heart. They would be coming soon. Coming to take Usagi away from her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Usagi had to admit that the hot shower had felt good. Gliding the brush through her still slightly damp hair the young blonde was startled when her bedside phone began to ring.
"Hello?" She spoke into the receiver.
"Hello, Usagi-Hime. How are you? A calm female voice came over the line.
"Setsuna!" Usagi instantly perked up. "Where have you been lately? I'm beginning to think you've forgotten about me." She said in a miffed tone. An amused chuckle came in reply.
"I apologise, but things have been hectic at work lately." Usagi sensed more than heard the strain of her friend. Setsuna's voice sobered at her next sentence. "Which brings me to the point of my call."
"They're coming for me, aren't they?" A chill gripped Usagi and she involuntarily shuddered. True, she had known this moment would come ever since Setsuna had told her what she was. But still, this was one of those moments you couldn't prepare for.
"Yes. Tonight, I'm afraid." Was the tension filled reply. Silence reigned on the line until Setsuna finally spoke. "You need to be ready for when they come. A few clothes and however much money you've saved up. Pack lightly and bring only what you absolutely need. If I don't get there in time, or we manage to get separated, go to the safe house."
Usagi gave a nod, but quickly realised her friend couldn't see her. "I understand."
Setsuna also understood that this was going to be hard on the girl. "Are you alright, Usagi-Hime?"
"Yeah," Usagi replied in a soft voice. "I will be." The two women exchanged farewells and ended the conversation. A slight tremor ran through Usagi's hand as she replaced the receiver in the cradle.
So. after 11 years of waiting and preparing, OZ was finally coming to take back what's theirs.
I hope you liked it. I decided to mix in elements of Sailor Moon other than the characters, but you'll have to stay tuned for what. The fics are going to be continued at you're request, so it pays to review. Ja!
Wandering Warrior Chapter One
The front door of the Tsukino residence opened with a bang as a strong breeze pulled the door from Usagi's grasp. The young teen scowled as she slipped of her black school shoes and firmly closed the door against the autumn chill. Winter was setting in and the temperature was dropping to prove it. By the end of the month it would start snowing.
"Is that you, Usagi-dear?" Her mothers voice rang out from the kitchen. The delicious scent of roasting chicken accompanied the woman's lightly accented voice, eliciting a growl from the 16 year olds stomach. A flush made its way across her ivory cheeks as a delicate hand went to cover her stomach.
"Yeah, Mum. It's me." Usagi called out in answer, her school bag joining her shoes as the side of the door as she made her way towards the smell of food. Her mother smiled as she watched the teen slide onto a stool at the counter dividing the kitchen from the dining room and grab a large apple from the fruit bowl. It was devoured in large bites.
"So how did track-meet go?" Her mother turned back to the stove where she was currently putting the finishing touches to the pumpkin soup that would be served as an appetizer.
"Pretty good. I made a new personal best in the 200 meter sprint," a grin played at the girls' lips. "You should have seen Anne Grangers face when I literally left her in my dust!" Her mother froze at her daughters' light-hearted words. The time was drawing closer to when the price of their miracle baby must be paid. She and Kenji had discussed if and when to tell Usagi about the circumstances of her conception, but both were afraid of how their daughter would take the news. Looking at her as she started her second apple, Ikuku's heart swelled with motherly pride.
Usagi was the very portrait of perfection. Her long silvery-blond hair, recently cut to her waist, was pulled back in a braid to keep it out of her face when she was running. Her eyes, midnight blue and flecked with silver, were slightly slanted and gave her and exotic, foreign look. Her skin, ivory all over and not a blemish in sight, flushed slightly in the cheeks from the cold. The muscles in her arms and legs were highly defined to show her strength gained from her place on the track team and martial arts lessons she went to. She was dressed in a blue knee-length pleated skirt and a white, long sleeved blouse with a dark blue sailor collar and a red bow at the front; the uniform of Juuban High school. One her left wrist was a simple silver bracelet that she got for her tenth birthday, around her neck on a slim snake chain necklace was a silver talisman a family friend, Setsuna Meioh, had given her and she never took off, and without looking Ikuku knew that a gold anklet strung with teardrop pearls and crescent moon charms encircled her right ankle.
"Why don't you go shower and change, dear. Dinner won't be for another half-hour yet, and I'm sure you have homework to do." Usagi let out a groan and banged her head on the counter in front of her.
"Homework?! Come on mum, I'm pooped! Can't I nap till dinner? Please?"
"March young lady." Ikuku pointed to the stairs. Usagi groaned again but slinked out of her chair and trudged upstairs. Ikuku watched her only daughter go and an icy chill gripped her heart. They would be coming soon. Coming to take Usagi away from her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Usagi had to admit that the hot shower had felt good. Gliding the brush through her still slightly damp hair the young blonde was startled when her bedside phone began to ring.
"Hello?" She spoke into the receiver.
"Hello, Usagi-Hime. How are you? A calm female voice came over the line.
"Setsuna!" Usagi instantly perked up. "Where have you been lately? I'm beginning to think you've forgotten about me." She said in a miffed tone. An amused chuckle came in reply.
"I apologise, but things have been hectic at work lately." Usagi sensed more than heard the strain of her friend. Setsuna's voice sobered at her next sentence. "Which brings me to the point of my call."
"They're coming for me, aren't they?" A chill gripped Usagi and she involuntarily shuddered. True, she had known this moment would come ever since Setsuna had told her what she was. But still, this was one of those moments you couldn't prepare for.
"Yes. Tonight, I'm afraid." Was the tension filled reply. Silence reigned on the line until Setsuna finally spoke. "You need to be ready for when they come. A few clothes and however much money you've saved up. Pack lightly and bring only what you absolutely need. If I don't get there in time, or we manage to get separated, go to the safe house."
Usagi gave a nod, but quickly realised her friend couldn't see her. "I understand."
Setsuna also understood that this was going to be hard on the girl. "Are you alright, Usagi-Hime?"
"Yeah," Usagi replied in a soft voice. "I will be." The two women exchanged farewells and ended the conversation. A slight tremor ran through Usagi's hand as she replaced the receiver in the cradle.
So. after 11 years of waiting and preparing, OZ was finally coming to take back what's theirs.
I hope you liked it. I decided to mix in elements of Sailor Moon other than the characters, but you'll have to stay tuned for what. The fics are going to be continued at you're request, so it pays to review. Ja!