Hotaru sat on her bed and watched the stars. They are so far away she
thought. Never able to reach or to touch. They see me but why don't they
help me?
A tear escaped her eye.
Life can be so simple if you are like the others. Why am I so different?
Suddenly clouds started to cover the stars, the sparkling diamonds of the
night disappeared, only the dark cloak of black eternity remained. Hotaru
rose from her bed and started for the kitchen to fetch a knife. Her eyes
focussed on the long and keen steel in her hands.
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Early in the morning Yaten left the house. His thoughts had gone to nowhere. Seiya thinks I'm leaving for the girl. That's not true. I can't take this country and this people anymore. I'm not feeling like home here, nor on Kinmoku. I'm restless and maybe somebody will bring me peace. Maybe somebody will accept me the way I am. Why do I have to feel like this? At the airport he was hoping that nobody would recognize him. But fandom was passing fast. And the Sailor soldiers wouldn't miss him. He was rude, unkind and pessimistic.
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One day later Yaten hung a letter on the black board of Los Angeles Elite. He was hoping the girl would answer. He guessed that they had similar problems and maybe they could help each other.
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Hotaru walked through the corridors of her school heading for the black board. Maybe there would be some younger students asking for repetitional lessons. Her eyes glided over the large board and suddenly focussed on a handwritten letter. Hi! I found your message in a bottle and your letter touched me. I would appreciate if we could meet somewhere because I think we have similar problems. Maybe we could talk about them. Besides, I'm also from Japan. About the meeting point: Let's say at this black board at six o'clock. Yours Yaten Yaten? Yaten from Japan? Hotaru had only heard this name once in her life. And it was not a very Japanese name. Yaten Kou. Was it really him? Would destiny really send him for her rescue?
She remembered their last encounter more than five years ago. She was a small child- at least to him. He wouldn't recognize her. But she still remembered him. His green eyes and silver hair which made him look so special. Everything about him was special. Maybe destiny would really send him to her. Her wish when the Starlights had left for Kinmoku was to find a real love, just like Haruka and Michiru. Today she understood the meaning of her old wish and maybe it would come true now.
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Early in the morning Yaten left the house. His thoughts had gone to nowhere. Seiya thinks I'm leaving for the girl. That's not true. I can't take this country and this people anymore. I'm not feeling like home here, nor on Kinmoku. I'm restless and maybe somebody will bring me peace. Maybe somebody will accept me the way I am. Why do I have to feel like this? At the airport he was hoping that nobody would recognize him. But fandom was passing fast. And the Sailor soldiers wouldn't miss him. He was rude, unkind and pessimistic.
~~~~~
One day later Yaten hung a letter on the black board of Los Angeles Elite. He was hoping the girl would answer. He guessed that they had similar problems and maybe they could help each other.
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Hotaru walked through the corridors of her school heading for the black board. Maybe there would be some younger students asking for repetitional lessons. Her eyes glided over the large board and suddenly focussed on a handwritten letter. Hi! I found your message in a bottle and your letter touched me. I would appreciate if we could meet somewhere because I think we have similar problems. Maybe we could talk about them. Besides, I'm also from Japan. About the meeting point: Let's say at this black board at six o'clock. Yours Yaten Yaten? Yaten from Japan? Hotaru had only heard this name once in her life. And it was not a very Japanese name. Yaten Kou. Was it really him? Would destiny really send him for her rescue?
She remembered their last encounter more than five years ago. She was a small child- at least to him. He wouldn't recognize her. But she still remembered him. His green eyes and silver hair which made him look so special. Everything about him was special. Maybe destiny would really send him to her. Her wish when the Starlights had left for Kinmoku was to find a real love, just like Haruka and Michiru. Today she understood the meaning of her old wish and maybe it would come true now.
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