Darien needs to write something GRAND to keep his job at the Tokyo
Spokesman, a big newspaper. He sets his sights on uncovering the identity
of Sailor Moon, but what happens when she disappears? And to throw another
spoke in his wheels, a new team of Sailor Warriors! Sort of AU but not
really, crossover with Fushigi Yugi.
Darien was sitting bent over his desk when his boss came in and put a hand on his shoulder. "Darien," Mr. Takeida said, "I have to speak with you."
Darien had gotten the job at one of the Tokyo newspapers a little over six months ago. He was a writer, just like he'd always wanted to be. This job was perhaps his only chance to make himself known as a journalist. So as he sat down in front of his boss, needless to say he was a little nervous.
"Darien, you have a lot of talent. That I can see. But sometimes it doesn't matter if you're a good writer or not. What I'm trying to say is, people aren't reading your columns. The restaurant reviews are getting more recognition lately."
"Oh god," Darien thought, grimacing. "I'm about to get fired."
"You're young, and still settling into your writing style. I wish I could give you more time to do so, but in this business I just can't afford to do so. I see some real potential in you, though, so I'm sending you to a class for writers, and giving you a month to write me something. And I mean something grand. I need this to be big, Darien. I'm counting on you."
Darien nodded quickly. "Of course, Mr. Takeida. I'll do my best." As Darien got up to leave, he stopped at the door as his boss said something else. "This could be your big chance, Darien." Darien gave a quick nod and stepped through the door, closing it with a click.
Leaning against the door as he let everything sink in. Realization hit him- his boss was giving him a chance to make a name for himself. And he would be a fool not to tackle it with vigor, since his job was on the line as well. pushing himself off the wall he dashed back to his cubicle. He had some serious thinking to do.
It was almost eight by the time Darien went back to his apartment, tired and frustrated. NOTHING big happened in Tokyo these days- well, perhaps they did, but nothing really 'grand'-nothing worth the front page of 'The Spokesman', the biggest newspaper in Tokyo, and the newspaper Darien worked for. What was he supposed to write when there was nothing to write about?
Deciding her needed a break, he got a frozen burrito from the freezer and put it in the microwave. Turning on the television, he flipped through a few channels. Football, soap opera, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, a commercial for the new Sailor Moon Video game-
Commercial for the new Sailor Moon video game.
The new Sailor Moon video game.
Sailor Moon.
Sailor Moon, the mysterious, bold, beautiful warrioress that led the legendary Sailor Scouts. Some people said she was an average Japanese student. Others said she was a foreign princess. Others said she was from another world. Perhaps all of these were true, perhaps none of them. Nobody knew who she was. But if there was any trouble in Tokyo, Sailor Moon and the scouts were there.
Darien was starting to get excited. How many true mysteries were there in life? Honestly? Wouldn't it be great- Darien Shields, the start up journalist who uncovered the identity of Sailor Moon. He'd be famous forever!
Keisuke Yuuki retrieved another beer and settled back into his studies. It was late, but he had a big test tomorrow, and this certain college professor was not known for nice or easy tests. His head was starting to hurt from all the studying. Slowly, his gaze slid to The Book, sitting high on the bookcase. Ever since the last episode with this certain book, it stayed right there. Keisuke didn't trust it enough to leave it in the library, in reach of his sister and the rest of the world.
Right now, The Book gave off a faint red glow. After glancing around, he was relived that Miaka was in bed, and nowhere near that book. Reaching forward, he snatched the book from the shelf and opened it. After reading a few lines, he snapped it shut again and headed to the phone to call Tetsuya. Something was going terribly wrong in the Universe of the Four Gods- and this world was about to become involved.
The last thing Keisuke wanted was to get the girls involved, although he knew it was inevitable.
They were, after all, the protectors of the Universe of the Four Gods.
Howdy howdy howdy! This is Yui-chan! I hope everyone liked the chapter of my newest story! Whether you did or did not, please review! Thanks minna san! It really means a lot!
I would threaten not to post until I have a certain number of reviews, but that never seems to work for me, so I won't even bother. My goal is somewhere around thirty in the next three chapters, but we'll see. Sayonara minna san, arigatou gozaimas!
Darien was sitting bent over his desk when his boss came in and put a hand on his shoulder. "Darien," Mr. Takeida said, "I have to speak with you."
Darien had gotten the job at one of the Tokyo newspapers a little over six months ago. He was a writer, just like he'd always wanted to be. This job was perhaps his only chance to make himself known as a journalist. So as he sat down in front of his boss, needless to say he was a little nervous.
"Darien, you have a lot of talent. That I can see. But sometimes it doesn't matter if you're a good writer or not. What I'm trying to say is, people aren't reading your columns. The restaurant reviews are getting more recognition lately."
"Oh god," Darien thought, grimacing. "I'm about to get fired."
"You're young, and still settling into your writing style. I wish I could give you more time to do so, but in this business I just can't afford to do so. I see some real potential in you, though, so I'm sending you to a class for writers, and giving you a month to write me something. And I mean something grand. I need this to be big, Darien. I'm counting on you."
Darien nodded quickly. "Of course, Mr. Takeida. I'll do my best." As Darien got up to leave, he stopped at the door as his boss said something else. "This could be your big chance, Darien." Darien gave a quick nod and stepped through the door, closing it with a click.
Leaning against the door as he let everything sink in. Realization hit him- his boss was giving him a chance to make a name for himself. And he would be a fool not to tackle it with vigor, since his job was on the line as well. pushing himself off the wall he dashed back to his cubicle. He had some serious thinking to do.
It was almost eight by the time Darien went back to his apartment, tired and frustrated. NOTHING big happened in Tokyo these days- well, perhaps they did, but nothing really 'grand'-nothing worth the front page of 'The Spokesman', the biggest newspaper in Tokyo, and the newspaper Darien worked for. What was he supposed to write when there was nothing to write about?
Deciding her needed a break, he got a frozen burrito from the freezer and put it in the microwave. Turning on the television, he flipped through a few channels. Football, soap opera, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, a commercial for the new Sailor Moon Video game-
Commercial for the new Sailor Moon video game.
The new Sailor Moon video game.
Sailor Moon.
Sailor Moon, the mysterious, bold, beautiful warrioress that led the legendary Sailor Scouts. Some people said she was an average Japanese student. Others said she was a foreign princess. Others said she was from another world. Perhaps all of these were true, perhaps none of them. Nobody knew who she was. But if there was any trouble in Tokyo, Sailor Moon and the scouts were there.
Darien was starting to get excited. How many true mysteries were there in life? Honestly? Wouldn't it be great- Darien Shields, the start up journalist who uncovered the identity of Sailor Moon. He'd be famous forever!
Keisuke Yuuki retrieved another beer and settled back into his studies. It was late, but he had a big test tomorrow, and this certain college professor was not known for nice or easy tests. His head was starting to hurt from all the studying. Slowly, his gaze slid to The Book, sitting high on the bookcase. Ever since the last episode with this certain book, it stayed right there. Keisuke didn't trust it enough to leave it in the library, in reach of his sister and the rest of the world.
Right now, The Book gave off a faint red glow. After glancing around, he was relived that Miaka was in bed, and nowhere near that book. Reaching forward, he snatched the book from the shelf and opened it. After reading a few lines, he snapped it shut again and headed to the phone to call Tetsuya. Something was going terribly wrong in the Universe of the Four Gods- and this world was about to become involved.
The last thing Keisuke wanted was to get the girls involved, although he knew it was inevitable.
They were, after all, the protectors of the Universe of the Four Gods.
Howdy howdy howdy! This is Yui-chan! I hope everyone liked the chapter of my newest story! Whether you did or did not, please review! Thanks minna san! It really means a lot!
I would threaten not to post until I have a certain number of reviews, but that never seems to work for me, so I won't even bother. My goal is somewhere around thirty in the next three chapters, but we'll see. Sayonara minna san, arigatou gozaimas!
