Sailormoon is not mine, profits either. It is again 35th episode. I got so fed up with it myself that it turned out completely insane. I'll try to make it the last story on that topic :). OK, now madness ensues...

One more chance...

A garden in full bloom. Just an illusion. There is no true light and never were...

O shitaishite arimashita

Like a spark the most important words twinkled

arimashita

and faded. Past tense, desperately past.

Scream. Scream hoarse, to the limits of consciousness. Not a sound. His own self, cold and dispassionate armour, turned against its master and would allow neither to die on the spot nor to cleanse the soul in tears. Let it at least protect the first Lord from a glance of a stranger

Who'd it be, though? There's nobody around. Not a single being in the whole castle. Forever, perhaps. Silence falls, now for good and all. Soundlessly cries the Ice King into the empty halls.

Somebody, anybody at all, if you can bring Zoisaito back, please hear me! Any price and any terms, just for his safe return...

"What's the point in screeching so loud? I'm not deaf, y'know..."

"??? Who is there?"

"Well, how to explain what scriptwriter is... Let's say I'm one of the creators of this world."

"And you can resurrect Zoi-chan?!"

"Generally speaking, yeah. For that I need to find a person among the living in your world who has something in common with a resurrectee. Something very common. Lemme see... In the 'Plot' line - nothing - "

"Then why in the hell do you give me useless hope?!"

"Calm down, I'll check another layer. Oh, the 'Cast' line! Here you go! The same seiyuu! There's a guy who sports the same voice as your... what's his name?.. Now to reward."

"I agree with any terms."

"I need copyright, since author's rights are reserved. The right for the whole world would be just wonderful, such prospectives... Ah, wishful thinking! Your copyright will do. Don't pull such ignorant face, you needn't to understand your part of the deal, just sign a couple of papers. One more thing. Since I have no author's rights I cannot replace that another character with.. oh yeah, Zoisite completely. So your... ahem... will return only for the time spare of the main plot. Deal?"

Kunzite has already lost the thread of sense in all those twists and turns so he just nodded.

"Oh, he's free at the moment", the mysterious voice added. "Shall I conjure him up?.. No need to become so agitated, a 'yes' would have been enough. Trumpets blow! Here you are, the second face of seiyuu Nanba Keiichi, Umino!"

Kun stared at the popped-up boy - dark-haired, short-cut, uncouth, with glasses that have not been wiped since time immemorial...

"Kunzaito-sama!"

Well, the voice was kinda similar - to what Zoi had spoken when ill with flu. Kunzaito-sama did not listen anymore. Eventually he managed to faint. But he would not lie alone for long - neo-Zoi blacked out as soon as he conjured a mirror.

~Oware