okay... chapter 2.. my chapters seem so short. hn. Still no title I know.
People seem really tense about the plot twist bit. lol...
Okay, time line note - 2 years have passed.
Two years had passed. Battles were fought, wars were won and time marched resolutely on. That was the problem.
No matter how Setsuna looked at it, a minute always contained 60 seconds. A decade always held 10 years. She could contort time, even manipulate it in a sense, but she couldn't really control it. She could halt all action of a person or persons, but time still moved forward. She was a rock thrown in a stream. Time simply flowed around her eventually.
She had been searching for two years. She had followed the ripple out as far as she could and found nothing. Just an ever widening ripple. There was no notable change.
Setsuna pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. This was impossible. No wave was silent, yet this one seemed to be. She had a dreadful feeling that if she were to turn her back she would be swept out to sea.
Maybe she was being paranoid. She didn't even know what she was looking for. The change could have been anything. Anything at all.
Sailor Pluto growled. She hated maybes.
Minako ran through the front door, book bag in hand and up the stairs to her room. Her door closed with a slam, bag met bed. She was late. Oh, so late, she was. It wasn't her fault that she didn't pay attention in class...okay so maybe it was, but how did detention help that after the fact? Where was the logic?
She scrambled to remove her school uniform and put on a pair of khaki shorts followed by an orange T-shirt. As a finishing touch she grabbed her translucent long sleeve black button up blouse and shrugged it on.
"How do I look, Artemis?" Minako spun once in front of her closet mirror and nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't super glamorous, but it would do in a pinch.
The room echoed in silence.
"Artemis?" Still no reply. That's odd, she thought. Now that I think of it, I haven't seen him since this morning.
Figures, never around when she needed him.
Minako left her room at a more sedate pace than she had entered it in. She glanced at her watch. She was already late, taking a few minutes to locate the fur ball wasn't going to change that for the better.
The blonde girl shook her head. She'd start by looking in the kitchen. If there was food, there was Artemis.
She crept into the kitchen intent on her prey. Minako sidled along the wall, her eyes scanning for a trace of white.
"Mina-chan, what are you doing?"
"Gah!" She jumped, startled. "Mom, don't do that!" She clutched her chest, heart racing and eyes wild.
"Do what, dear?" Mrs. Aino said sweetly.
"..." Minako said. "Uh, never mind. You haven't seen Artemis by any chance, have you?"
Mrs. Aino hefted her grocery bags onto the counter and began to unload them. "I swear you are so absent minded sometimes Mina-chan. I told you last night, remember?"
Minako fidgeted. "Remember what?" She blinked.
"I took Artemis to the vet this afternoon. He has an appointment to be neutered first thing tomorrow morning."
"What!" Mina shrieked in horror. "You what?!"
"We discussed this already. I don't like the thought of being responsible for kittens, Minako. You've seen the way he and Usagi's cat get along... And he may not spray now, but that doesn't mean he won't." Mrs. Aino paused to give her daughter a 'don't you argue with me'look.
"He'll be fine. You'll see. And he'll thank you for it later."
Minako continued to look horrified. "That's what I'm worried about," she muttered. Louder she continued. "Alright then. Uh.. I promised I'd meet some friends after school. Okay, bye!" And with that she turned and fled, pausing to slip on some tennis shoes, she bolted out of the house. She had to get to Artemis before the vet did or she was dead! Luna would never forgive her, neither would Artemis for that matter.
Failure was not an option!
Ranma sat in the dojo. Nothing special about it. He just sat and stared. He'd been doing a lot of that lately. It would start out as meditation then buckle and collapse on itself until all that remained was mindless staring.
He found himself lost in the sound of his blood rushing through his veins and the hypnotic rhythm of his own breathing. Thoughts floated loftily on the currents of his mind and once in a while he'd hook one for further contemplation.
Not much had changed since they arrived back from China almost two years ago. Truthfully he hadn't expected it to. In his life he had learned not to expect anything at all.
He had managed to make it to his senior year of high school, surprising everyone except himself. Ranma felt a little insulted at that. After all, they should know that once he set a goal for himself he attained it or died trying.
In fact graduation had come and gone with little fan fare on his part. The Tendos had held a graduation party and a couple days after Soun and Genma had tried to hold a graduation wedding. Ranma had found a fool proof way of dealing with such things; don't show up. It was quite a simple plan and worked better than any other plan he had tried. Couldn't marry someone that wasn't there.
Ranma's head drooped, his chin coming to rest against his chest and he dreamed....
....The sun glared down harshly on the gardens and he brought his hand up to shield his eyes. She was late but he would wait forever if need be. He would wait an eternity to see her smile, to feel her soft skin beneath his hands, to taste her perfect lips one more time.
There was nothing more painful than love. Nothing so gripping and all consuming. It was warm and safe and frighteningly wonderful. It made him want to laugh and cry and rage and scream all at once. There was nothing better than this.
And there was nothing that scared him more.
A gentle breeze brought the sound of bells to him and he turned to the noise. She had arrived. He felt his heart flutter in his chest at the sight of her.
Each of her steps was accented by the jingle of silver jewelry dangling about her delicate ankles. He rushed to her and enveloped her in his arms, murmuring his fears in her ear. He thought she had forgotten, that she wouldn't come, that she hated him..
She silenced him with a finger to his lips and giggled sweetly. It was alright. She was here now. She could never hate him, didn't he know she loved him?
Love? Love! She had said love! He felt tears gather in his eyes. She had said love.
Oh gods...love. She had finally said what he desperately wanted to hear and dreaded more than anything. Yes, love.
He kissed her then, deeply and with as much passion as he could; stealing the breath from them both.
If nothing else, heavens above, let me have this one moment, he thought. This one thing is all I ask. I want her.
They sank together into the long grass and flowers. Content in the warmth of each other and the taste of lip on lip.
His hands ran through her hair and over her shoulders.
He paused to whisper his love, how he had waited, all that mattered in the world to him was within his arms at that very moment. Nothing could change that.
Her eyes glimmered with tears of happiness and she pushed him onto his back in twinkling laughter.
They were together for now. Her soft creamy skin on his, hot breath mingled with hot breath. They were one and that was all that mattered in the world to them....
The dojo doors slid open with a muted click. Kasumi stepped in quietly, a gentle smile on her face. Ranma was dozing in the dojo again. She had found him like this on more than one occasion. She wondered if he was getting enough sleep, this didn't seem normal.
Pushing such thoughts aside she approached carefully. It was never good to startle a sleeping martial artist, after all.
"Ranma-kun?" Kasumi knelt down in front of him. Slowly her hand touch his shoulder.
He jolted awake. His hand came up and captured Kasumi's in a vice like grip.
Kasumi's breath caught in her throat. She thought for sure that she would find herself thrown against the wall.
Ranma blinked and blinked again. Funny, he didn't remember falling asleep. He released Kasumi with a nervous chuckle. "Sorry about that, Kasumi."
The eldest Tendo daughter smiled. "That's alright. Here, Ranma-kun, this came for you in the mail." She reached into her apron pocket and withdrew a simple white envelope. "I'm sorry to wake you, but I thought it might be important."
"Thank you, Kasumi-san." Ranma took the envelope and tore it open. With his luck it would probably be a challenge or something...
Kasumi sat, quietly watching his facial expression go from tired to excited. "You look excited. What does it say, Ranma-kun?"
Ranma jumped up from his seated position. His mouth moved soundlessly for a minute before he managed, "I got in! I got in!"
"Got in what?" Kasumi blinked a bit taken aback at his out burst.
Ranma grinned. "Minato University!" he said triumphantly.
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Minato University is not real. _
Please C&C! ;.;
People seem really tense about the plot twist bit. lol...
Okay, time line note - 2 years have passed.
Two years had passed. Battles were fought, wars were won and time marched resolutely on. That was the problem.
No matter how Setsuna looked at it, a minute always contained 60 seconds. A decade always held 10 years. She could contort time, even manipulate it in a sense, but she couldn't really control it. She could halt all action of a person or persons, but time still moved forward. She was a rock thrown in a stream. Time simply flowed around her eventually.
She had been searching for two years. She had followed the ripple out as far as she could and found nothing. Just an ever widening ripple. There was no notable change.
Setsuna pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. This was impossible. No wave was silent, yet this one seemed to be. She had a dreadful feeling that if she were to turn her back she would be swept out to sea.
Maybe she was being paranoid. She didn't even know what she was looking for. The change could have been anything. Anything at all.
Sailor Pluto growled. She hated maybes.
Minako ran through the front door, book bag in hand and up the stairs to her room. Her door closed with a slam, bag met bed. She was late. Oh, so late, she was. It wasn't her fault that she didn't pay attention in class...okay so maybe it was, but how did detention help that after the fact? Where was the logic?
She scrambled to remove her school uniform and put on a pair of khaki shorts followed by an orange T-shirt. As a finishing touch she grabbed her translucent long sleeve black button up blouse and shrugged it on.
"How do I look, Artemis?" Minako spun once in front of her closet mirror and nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't super glamorous, but it would do in a pinch.
The room echoed in silence.
"Artemis?" Still no reply. That's odd, she thought. Now that I think of it, I haven't seen him since this morning.
Figures, never around when she needed him.
Minako left her room at a more sedate pace than she had entered it in. She glanced at her watch. She was already late, taking a few minutes to locate the fur ball wasn't going to change that for the better.
The blonde girl shook her head. She'd start by looking in the kitchen. If there was food, there was Artemis.
She crept into the kitchen intent on her prey. Minako sidled along the wall, her eyes scanning for a trace of white.
"Mina-chan, what are you doing?"
"Gah!" She jumped, startled. "Mom, don't do that!" She clutched her chest, heart racing and eyes wild.
"Do what, dear?" Mrs. Aino said sweetly.
"..." Minako said. "Uh, never mind. You haven't seen Artemis by any chance, have you?"
Mrs. Aino hefted her grocery bags onto the counter and began to unload them. "I swear you are so absent minded sometimes Mina-chan. I told you last night, remember?"
Minako fidgeted. "Remember what?" She blinked.
"I took Artemis to the vet this afternoon. He has an appointment to be neutered first thing tomorrow morning."
"What!" Mina shrieked in horror. "You what?!"
"We discussed this already. I don't like the thought of being responsible for kittens, Minako. You've seen the way he and Usagi's cat get along... And he may not spray now, but that doesn't mean he won't." Mrs. Aino paused to give her daughter a 'don't you argue with me'look.
"He'll be fine. You'll see. And he'll thank you for it later."
Minako continued to look horrified. "That's what I'm worried about," she muttered. Louder she continued. "Alright then. Uh.. I promised I'd meet some friends after school. Okay, bye!" And with that she turned and fled, pausing to slip on some tennis shoes, she bolted out of the house. She had to get to Artemis before the vet did or she was dead! Luna would never forgive her, neither would Artemis for that matter.
Failure was not an option!
Ranma sat in the dojo. Nothing special about it. He just sat and stared. He'd been doing a lot of that lately. It would start out as meditation then buckle and collapse on itself until all that remained was mindless staring.
He found himself lost in the sound of his blood rushing through his veins and the hypnotic rhythm of his own breathing. Thoughts floated loftily on the currents of his mind and once in a while he'd hook one for further contemplation.
Not much had changed since they arrived back from China almost two years ago. Truthfully he hadn't expected it to. In his life he had learned not to expect anything at all.
He had managed to make it to his senior year of high school, surprising everyone except himself. Ranma felt a little insulted at that. After all, they should know that once he set a goal for himself he attained it or died trying.
In fact graduation had come and gone with little fan fare on his part. The Tendos had held a graduation party and a couple days after Soun and Genma had tried to hold a graduation wedding. Ranma had found a fool proof way of dealing with such things; don't show up. It was quite a simple plan and worked better than any other plan he had tried. Couldn't marry someone that wasn't there.
Ranma's head drooped, his chin coming to rest against his chest and he dreamed....
....The sun glared down harshly on the gardens and he brought his hand up to shield his eyes. She was late but he would wait forever if need be. He would wait an eternity to see her smile, to feel her soft skin beneath his hands, to taste her perfect lips one more time.
There was nothing more painful than love. Nothing so gripping and all consuming. It was warm and safe and frighteningly wonderful. It made him want to laugh and cry and rage and scream all at once. There was nothing better than this.
And there was nothing that scared him more.
A gentle breeze brought the sound of bells to him and he turned to the noise. She had arrived. He felt his heart flutter in his chest at the sight of her.
Each of her steps was accented by the jingle of silver jewelry dangling about her delicate ankles. He rushed to her and enveloped her in his arms, murmuring his fears in her ear. He thought she had forgotten, that she wouldn't come, that she hated him..
She silenced him with a finger to his lips and giggled sweetly. It was alright. She was here now. She could never hate him, didn't he know she loved him?
Love? Love! She had said love! He felt tears gather in his eyes. She had said love.
Oh gods...love. She had finally said what he desperately wanted to hear and dreaded more than anything. Yes, love.
He kissed her then, deeply and with as much passion as he could; stealing the breath from them both.
If nothing else, heavens above, let me have this one moment, he thought. This one thing is all I ask. I want her.
They sank together into the long grass and flowers. Content in the warmth of each other and the taste of lip on lip.
His hands ran through her hair and over her shoulders.
He paused to whisper his love, how he had waited, all that mattered in the world to him was within his arms at that very moment. Nothing could change that.
Her eyes glimmered with tears of happiness and she pushed him onto his back in twinkling laughter.
They were together for now. Her soft creamy skin on his, hot breath mingled with hot breath. They were one and that was all that mattered in the world to them....
The dojo doors slid open with a muted click. Kasumi stepped in quietly, a gentle smile on her face. Ranma was dozing in the dojo again. She had found him like this on more than one occasion. She wondered if he was getting enough sleep, this didn't seem normal.
Pushing such thoughts aside she approached carefully. It was never good to startle a sleeping martial artist, after all.
"Ranma-kun?" Kasumi knelt down in front of him. Slowly her hand touch his shoulder.
He jolted awake. His hand came up and captured Kasumi's in a vice like grip.
Kasumi's breath caught in her throat. She thought for sure that she would find herself thrown against the wall.
Ranma blinked and blinked again. Funny, he didn't remember falling asleep. He released Kasumi with a nervous chuckle. "Sorry about that, Kasumi."
The eldest Tendo daughter smiled. "That's alright. Here, Ranma-kun, this came for you in the mail." She reached into her apron pocket and withdrew a simple white envelope. "I'm sorry to wake you, but I thought it might be important."
"Thank you, Kasumi-san." Ranma took the envelope and tore it open. With his luck it would probably be a challenge or something...
Kasumi sat, quietly watching his facial expression go from tired to excited. "You look excited. What does it say, Ranma-kun?"
Ranma jumped up from his seated position. His mouth moved soundlessly for a minute before he managed, "I got in! I got in!"
"Got in what?" Kasumi blinked a bit taken aback at his out burst.
Ranma grinned. "Minato University!" he said triumphantly.
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Minato University is not real. _
Please C&C! ;.;