Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. If I
did, it would be a lot more angsty and lewd than it currently is. All Sailor
Moon characters, ect., are owned by Naoki Tekuichi. I own Aku and other
originally characters. The idea and new characters are copyright
me.
Rating: PG 13 for language, suggestive themes, and later on, angst. Though small kids couldn't comprehend it anyway, I was just told to add that in by a friend.
Author's Notes: Celebrate! 2 reviews! Though one was by a friend whom I made r&r. But that's not the point! Thank you muuuchos HedaNo! Much love =D Oh, and no, no one's scores were mixed up with Usagi's.. Well, why am I telling you this? It's gonna ruin it! Only... 15 more chapters until the story's done =D Hang in there!
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Usagi burst through the front door, grinning from ear to ear. "Okaasan!!!" she called out, running to the kitchen, where she could always find her mom. "Okaasan! The final exam results are back!" She skidded to a stop in front of her mom. "Look, Okaasan!" she said, holding her result sheet in front of her mom's face.
Her mom flicked her eyes up to the paper, expecting a 30%, 45% at best. Hey eyes widened a bit and she took it from her blonde-haired daughter. She slowly looked it over, checking for any marks that it might have been a joke. "Usagi! What kind of trick are you playing on your mother?" she asked, looking at her daughter suspiciously.
"I'm not!" Usagi promised, "I was just as suprised as you!"
Usagi's mom smiled a bit awkwardly. "Hunney... do you think your scores got mixed up with someone else's?"
Usagi looked a bit uneasy. "Could've happened..." she looked down at the floor. "Seems a bit too high for me, doesn't it?" She smiled sheepishly and turned to head to her room.
Her mother watched her leave the room, angry at herself for ruining her daughter's joy. She turned to the phone and picked it up, dialing the school's number.
*****
"Hello, Juuban High School, Shidou-san speaking," said a haughty and busy voice.
"Hello, this is Tsukino-san, I was calling about my daughter, Tsukino Usagi's final exam scores..." her mother replied, a bit cross at the voice of the lady on the other line.
"I see. I'll check and tell you what it is. Please hold on for a second," she pulled the results up onto the computer moniter in front of her. "Ah, yes, Usagi-san. She did well, didn't she?"
"That's what I was calling about. I was wondering..." she trailed off.
"Hm?"
"Do you think you could have mixed her scores up with someone else's? Say Gurio Umino*?"
"Ah... no, I don't believe so, Miss Tsukino... let me check," she paused for a few seconds. "No, ma'am, we didn't mix them up. He did quite well too. I think your daughter is just lazy with her homework."
Ikuko** nodded, even though she knew the receptionist couldn't see her. "Thank you then, Shidou-san. Sorry to trouble you."
"It's fine," the receptionist smiled to herself. "No problem."
Ikuko hung up.
Meanwhile, the receptionist got up. She went to the female's restroom and locked herself into a stall. She closed her eyes, feeling a warmth around her. The empty restroom filled with a light blue light, then it faded. A woman with a tint of white-blue skin left the stall, a blue kimono covering her. She looked at the mirror and pushed a strand of hair back into her single bun. She smirked to herself, touched the mirror, and the restroom flashed light-blue again. When the light disappeared, the woman was gone.
*****
"Usagi!" Ikuko yelled up the stairs. "Dinner's ready!"
Usagi rushed down the stairs, tripping on a pair of Shingo's*** rollerblades. "Arg! SHINGO!!!"
Shingo came down after her and stuck his tongue out at her. "Klutz."
Usagi growled and pushed him down, rushing into the kitchen. "Mmm! Food! Smells good, Okaasan!"
Her mother smiled. "Oh, Usagi. I called the school. They said they didn't get your results mixed up."
Usagi looked up, a bun sticking halfway out of her mouth. She swallowed it in one gulp. "What do you mean?"
"Well... you really did do that good." Ikuko smiled.
"I can't believe it..." Shingo interjected. Usagi chose to ignore him.
Kenji-papa then came in. "I heard the good news," he said, smiling to Usagi. "I got you a present to celebrate with, too."
Usagi grinned. "So that's why you were home so late," she said, sitting down at her seat.
Kenji-papa nodded and slid a small box over to her.
Usagi opened it, expecting a ring or necklace. Inside were a pair of shinning silver keys. She looked up at her father confused.
"Your new car keys," Kenji-papa grinned. "I figured you'd need a car, now that you've been accepted to a college in the States."
Usagi's jaw dropped. "I have?" Kenji-papa nodded. Usagi squeeled and jumped up.
"Oh god, she won't shut up for years now..." Shingo murmered, poking his noodles with a chopstick.
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*Gurio Umino=Melvin
**Tsukino Ikuko=Usagi's mother
***Shingo=Sammy, Usagi's brother
Author's Note: Ah ha! Now we know Usagi didn't really pass the exams on her own... Hmm. And the blue-white skinned lady? Who is she? A new enemy? A friend? Stay tuned and check it out ^.~
Rating: PG 13 for language, suggestive themes, and later on, angst. Though small kids couldn't comprehend it anyway, I was just told to add that in by a friend.
Author's Notes: Celebrate! 2 reviews! Though one was by a friend whom I made r&r. But that's not the point! Thank you muuuchos HedaNo! Much love =D Oh, and no, no one's scores were mixed up with Usagi's.. Well, why am I telling you this? It's gonna ruin it! Only... 15 more chapters until the story's done =D Hang in there!
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Usagi burst through the front door, grinning from ear to ear. "Okaasan!!!" she called out, running to the kitchen, where she could always find her mom. "Okaasan! The final exam results are back!" She skidded to a stop in front of her mom. "Look, Okaasan!" she said, holding her result sheet in front of her mom's face.
Her mom flicked her eyes up to the paper, expecting a 30%, 45% at best. Hey eyes widened a bit and she took it from her blonde-haired daughter. She slowly looked it over, checking for any marks that it might have been a joke. "Usagi! What kind of trick are you playing on your mother?" she asked, looking at her daughter suspiciously.
"I'm not!" Usagi promised, "I was just as suprised as you!"
Usagi's mom smiled a bit awkwardly. "Hunney... do you think your scores got mixed up with someone else's?"
Usagi looked a bit uneasy. "Could've happened..." she looked down at the floor. "Seems a bit too high for me, doesn't it?" She smiled sheepishly and turned to head to her room.
Her mother watched her leave the room, angry at herself for ruining her daughter's joy. She turned to the phone and picked it up, dialing the school's number.
*****
"Hello, Juuban High School, Shidou-san speaking," said a haughty and busy voice.
"Hello, this is Tsukino-san, I was calling about my daughter, Tsukino Usagi's final exam scores..." her mother replied, a bit cross at the voice of the lady on the other line.
"I see. I'll check and tell you what it is. Please hold on for a second," she pulled the results up onto the computer moniter in front of her. "Ah, yes, Usagi-san. She did well, didn't she?"
"That's what I was calling about. I was wondering..." she trailed off.
"Hm?"
"Do you think you could have mixed her scores up with someone else's? Say Gurio Umino*?"
"Ah... no, I don't believe so, Miss Tsukino... let me check," she paused for a few seconds. "No, ma'am, we didn't mix them up. He did quite well too. I think your daughter is just lazy with her homework."
Ikuko** nodded, even though she knew the receptionist couldn't see her. "Thank you then, Shidou-san. Sorry to trouble you."
"It's fine," the receptionist smiled to herself. "No problem."
Ikuko hung up.
Meanwhile, the receptionist got up. She went to the female's restroom and locked herself into a stall. She closed her eyes, feeling a warmth around her. The empty restroom filled with a light blue light, then it faded. A woman with a tint of white-blue skin left the stall, a blue kimono covering her. She looked at the mirror and pushed a strand of hair back into her single bun. She smirked to herself, touched the mirror, and the restroom flashed light-blue again. When the light disappeared, the woman was gone.
*****
"Usagi!" Ikuko yelled up the stairs. "Dinner's ready!"
Usagi rushed down the stairs, tripping on a pair of Shingo's*** rollerblades. "Arg! SHINGO!!!"
Shingo came down after her and stuck his tongue out at her. "Klutz."
Usagi growled and pushed him down, rushing into the kitchen. "Mmm! Food! Smells good, Okaasan!"
Her mother smiled. "Oh, Usagi. I called the school. They said they didn't get your results mixed up."
Usagi looked up, a bun sticking halfway out of her mouth. She swallowed it in one gulp. "What do you mean?"
"Well... you really did do that good." Ikuko smiled.
"I can't believe it..." Shingo interjected. Usagi chose to ignore him.
Kenji-papa then came in. "I heard the good news," he said, smiling to Usagi. "I got you a present to celebrate with, too."
Usagi grinned. "So that's why you were home so late," she said, sitting down at her seat.
Kenji-papa nodded and slid a small box over to her.
Usagi opened it, expecting a ring or necklace. Inside were a pair of shinning silver keys. She looked up at her father confused.
"Your new car keys," Kenji-papa grinned. "I figured you'd need a car, now that you've been accepted to a college in the States."
Usagi's jaw dropped. "I have?" Kenji-papa nodded. Usagi squeeled and jumped up.
"Oh god, she won't shut up for years now..." Shingo murmered, poking his noodles with a chopstick.
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*Gurio Umino=Melvin
**Tsukino Ikuko=Usagi's mother
***Shingo=Sammy, Usagi's brother
Author's Note: Ah ha! Now we know Usagi didn't really pass the exams on her own... Hmm. And the blue-white skinned lady? Who is she? A new enemy? A friend? Stay tuned and check it out ^.~