Aura: ~Gazing at the reviews.~ People don't review much, do they?
Celeste: They don't like the story, that's all.
Tenji: I don't see why they don't, it's a good story!
Talin: Perhaps they don't see the value or worth of it just yet, a
few more chapters might earn you a bit more fame with them.
Tenji: Perhaps, perhaps. ~Thoughtfully.~ Disclaim it, elf.
Talin: Tenji, of course, does not own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing.
However, this plot and idea are hers, as are the additional
characters not mentioned in forementioned animes.
Celeste: Did someone program Talin with a dictionary?
Aura: I WANT ONE!
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A/N: I'm terribly sorry for the last chapter, I was on a sugar high at 2
am. It just came to me. And that kind of explains some spelling errors
on it.
I just noticed something, the ages wouldn't be right for my story.
Henceforth, these are the ages!
Moon Sisters: 2043/ 17
Gundam Pilots: 18 (Trowa's 19)
Inner Senshi: 2051/ 17
Outer Senshi: 2054/ 21
Hotaru: 2054/16
Miliardo Peacecraft: 25
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When the young Usagi finally stopped laughing, she sat up and grinned at the four surrounding boys. "Hi Quatre, Duo! Who're your friends?" She asked as nonchalant as she could get, her blue eyes still shining from tears of mirth. Quatre had the decency to lower his gun, blushing and motioning towards the new fellows. "This is Heero Yuy, and Trowa Barton. Guys, this is Usagi Tsukino." Usagi stood up and offered her hand towards the one with green eyes, "Nice to meet you Heero!" Duo started to chuckle. "Babe, Heero's the grumpy one. Trowa's the one with one eye."
She flushed and looked at Heero, "So you're Heero.. and that makes you," She looked towards Trowa, "Trowa?" "Hn..." "..."
Usagi glanced over her shoulder at Duo worriedly, "Did I offend them?" "He-man doesn't do much more than-" "No, Trowa doesn't speak much, neither does Heero." Quatre explained, cutting off Duo. Duo's face turned red, "I could have said that." "But you didn't."
Tranquility sat herself up ontop of a bookshelf, transparent fingers stretching up to the ceiling mural. "Serenity..." She whispered, drawing Usagi and Duo's eyes towards the mural. "However painted this must have been a great artist, Quatre, you got your money's worth." Usagi commented, a deep feeling of peace welling up inside of her as she gazed at it. "Actually, the mural came with the house. It's been here for over a thousand years." Quatre replied, following their eyes.
Duo didn't seem to be interested in the main character in the painting, instead, one of the angels behind her caught his eye. "I wonder who the painting is of?" He mumbled, cocking his head to the side with a slight grin. "It's rumored to be of a princess and her guardians," came the quiet reply from Trowa. Everyone looked at him and he only shrugged, finding no need to elaborate on his words.
"A princess, huh?" The longer she stared at it, the stronger the pull at the back of her mind. Shouldn't she know something about this painting? It seemed so familiar... An image flashed before her eyes in gold, and before she could really determine what it was, it was gone.
"You alright?" Quatre asked her, touching her elbow. She glanced at him, dazed, and nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine.."
Heero narrowed his eyes, watching her, something was not right! He had his reasons to be suspicious. Trowa glanced at everyone with his one visible eye, and then finally at the mural. It was strange, Usagi did look a great deal like the woman there.
"How long are you staying babe?" Duo asked, stretching his arm over her shoulder. Usagi shrugged his arm off with a big smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, Duo was nice and all, but she had just met him today. "Until I can get my own place somewhere around here."
"Oh, Quatre, I'll get a job and pay rent until I get my own place, it's only fair. I don't want to be a problem, and I can't be leeching off strangers."
He waved his hands, "No no, don't worry about it. You won't be a problem at all, it's no trouble!"
'Well I do need a place to stay, and it would be nice. But it's not right just to move in with someone you don't know and live free. Hmm,' she thought silently to herself, rubbing her chin.
"How's this? I move in, and help around the house in pay for letting me live here. Sort of like a housekeeper, you know?" Seeing his look, she added quickly, "I promise not to burn anyone's clothes, and I'm not a bad cook at all!"
"You won't accept living here unless you do something to help out, will you?" He stared hard at her, willing her to say differently. She shook her head furiously, "You may be nice people, but you're still strangers. I'm afraid I can't accept charity from people I don't know."
Duo shook his head with a chuckle, "Q, just let her stay. You do need a new housekeeper ever since that nice Ms. Worthings left." Trowa lifted a brow, staring at the mischeivious pilot. "She left because you drove her insane, Duo."
Tranquility blanched and faded through the bookshelf to the floor, "Insane... " With a soft sigh, she brushed past Duo and stood in shock as she became solid for the smallest of moments. The braided pilot jolted, then waved his arms out infront of him and through her. "Did you guys just feel something?!" He asked, frantically trying to reason away what just happened.
Usagi, Heero, Trowa and Quatre looked at him as if he was nuts, in varying expressions of course. Tranquility shied away from them and down the stairs she went, why the hell had that happened?
"Tranquility!" A soft voice called, and she turned, went pale, and then smiled. "Hello.." She greeted, following the voice. Perhaps this place wasn't as Terran as she thought it to be.
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Huddled on his bed, Wufei sanely thought out the pros and cons of leaving the room. Pro: He wouldn't be hiding. Con: He could be found. Con: The Usagi onna might cut his hair off. Pro: He could see the Usagi Onna. Con: The Usagi onna might cut his hair off.
He dove under his blankets and curled, clutching a katana in his fist. "Damn onna." Perhaps sane just wasn't sane enough, he mentally cursed himself for drinking so much coffee and eating so many doughnuts with Maxwell that morning. It was just finally catching up to him.
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Tenji: I think I explained away my hyper writing.
Talin: Possibly well enough, but we'll see when people review.
Celeste: Can I have a red ink pen please?
Aura: Wheee.... sugar!
Talin: Forgive them, readers, they are insane.
Tenji: Are we the only sane people of this story, Talin?
~The Elven Muse just stares at Tenji before clearing her throat.~
Talin: Ahem, forgive them, readers, they are insane.
Tenji: HEY!
Celeste: They don't like the story, that's all.
Tenji: I don't see why they don't, it's a good story!
Talin: Perhaps they don't see the value or worth of it just yet, a
few more chapters might earn you a bit more fame with them.
Tenji: Perhaps, perhaps. ~Thoughtfully.~ Disclaim it, elf.
Talin: Tenji, of course, does not own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing.
However, this plot and idea are hers, as are the additional
characters not mentioned in forementioned animes.
Celeste: Did someone program Talin with a dictionary?
Aura: I WANT ONE!
---------------------------
A/N: I'm terribly sorry for the last chapter, I was on a sugar high at 2
am. It just came to me. And that kind of explains some spelling errors
on it.
I just noticed something, the ages wouldn't be right for my story.
Henceforth, these are the ages!
Moon Sisters: 2043/ 17
Gundam Pilots: 18 (Trowa's 19)
Inner Senshi: 2051/ 17
Outer Senshi: 2054/ 21
Hotaru: 2054/16
Miliardo Peacecraft: 25
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When the young Usagi finally stopped laughing, she sat up and grinned at the four surrounding boys. "Hi Quatre, Duo! Who're your friends?" She asked as nonchalant as she could get, her blue eyes still shining from tears of mirth. Quatre had the decency to lower his gun, blushing and motioning towards the new fellows. "This is Heero Yuy, and Trowa Barton. Guys, this is Usagi Tsukino." Usagi stood up and offered her hand towards the one with green eyes, "Nice to meet you Heero!" Duo started to chuckle. "Babe, Heero's the grumpy one. Trowa's the one with one eye."
She flushed and looked at Heero, "So you're Heero.. and that makes you," She looked towards Trowa, "Trowa?" "Hn..." "..."
Usagi glanced over her shoulder at Duo worriedly, "Did I offend them?" "He-man doesn't do much more than-" "No, Trowa doesn't speak much, neither does Heero." Quatre explained, cutting off Duo. Duo's face turned red, "I could have said that." "But you didn't."
Tranquility sat herself up ontop of a bookshelf, transparent fingers stretching up to the ceiling mural. "Serenity..." She whispered, drawing Usagi and Duo's eyes towards the mural. "However painted this must have been a great artist, Quatre, you got your money's worth." Usagi commented, a deep feeling of peace welling up inside of her as she gazed at it. "Actually, the mural came with the house. It's been here for over a thousand years." Quatre replied, following their eyes.
Duo didn't seem to be interested in the main character in the painting, instead, one of the angels behind her caught his eye. "I wonder who the painting is of?" He mumbled, cocking his head to the side with a slight grin. "It's rumored to be of a princess and her guardians," came the quiet reply from Trowa. Everyone looked at him and he only shrugged, finding no need to elaborate on his words.
"A princess, huh?" The longer she stared at it, the stronger the pull at the back of her mind. Shouldn't she know something about this painting? It seemed so familiar... An image flashed before her eyes in gold, and before she could really determine what it was, it was gone.
"You alright?" Quatre asked her, touching her elbow. She glanced at him, dazed, and nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine.."
Heero narrowed his eyes, watching her, something was not right! He had his reasons to be suspicious. Trowa glanced at everyone with his one visible eye, and then finally at the mural. It was strange, Usagi did look a great deal like the woman there.
"How long are you staying babe?" Duo asked, stretching his arm over her shoulder. Usagi shrugged his arm off with a big smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, Duo was nice and all, but she had just met him today. "Until I can get my own place somewhere around here."
"Oh, Quatre, I'll get a job and pay rent until I get my own place, it's only fair. I don't want to be a problem, and I can't be leeching off strangers."
He waved his hands, "No no, don't worry about it. You won't be a problem at all, it's no trouble!"
'Well I do need a place to stay, and it would be nice. But it's not right just to move in with someone you don't know and live free. Hmm,' she thought silently to herself, rubbing her chin.
"How's this? I move in, and help around the house in pay for letting me live here. Sort of like a housekeeper, you know?" Seeing his look, she added quickly, "I promise not to burn anyone's clothes, and I'm not a bad cook at all!"
"You won't accept living here unless you do something to help out, will you?" He stared hard at her, willing her to say differently. She shook her head furiously, "You may be nice people, but you're still strangers. I'm afraid I can't accept charity from people I don't know."
Duo shook his head with a chuckle, "Q, just let her stay. You do need a new housekeeper ever since that nice Ms. Worthings left." Trowa lifted a brow, staring at the mischeivious pilot. "She left because you drove her insane, Duo."
Tranquility blanched and faded through the bookshelf to the floor, "Insane... " With a soft sigh, she brushed past Duo and stood in shock as she became solid for the smallest of moments. The braided pilot jolted, then waved his arms out infront of him and through her. "Did you guys just feel something?!" He asked, frantically trying to reason away what just happened.
Usagi, Heero, Trowa and Quatre looked at him as if he was nuts, in varying expressions of course. Tranquility shied away from them and down the stairs she went, why the hell had that happened?
"Tranquility!" A soft voice called, and she turned, went pale, and then smiled. "Hello.." She greeted, following the voice. Perhaps this place wasn't as Terran as she thought it to be.
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Huddled on his bed, Wufei sanely thought out the pros and cons of leaving the room. Pro: He wouldn't be hiding. Con: He could be found. Con: The Usagi onna might cut his hair off. Pro: He could see the Usagi Onna. Con: The Usagi onna might cut his hair off.
He dove under his blankets and curled, clutching a katana in his fist. "Damn onna." Perhaps sane just wasn't sane enough, he mentally cursed himself for drinking so much coffee and eating so many doughnuts with Maxwell that morning. It was just finally catching up to him.
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Tenji: I think I explained away my hyper writing.
Talin: Possibly well enough, but we'll see when people review.
Celeste: Can I have a red ink pen please?
Aura: Wheee.... sugar!
Talin: Forgive them, readers, they are insane.
Tenji: Are we the only sane people of this story, Talin?
~The Elven Muse just stares at Tenji before clearing her throat.~
Talin: Ahem, forgive them, readers, they are insane.
Tenji: HEY!