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REAWAKENING Book One of Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon CosmicStars by Nashie (aka ShadowSamurai) December 1999 - April 2000 Revised - Summer/Fall 2002
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Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and her friends belong to Naoko Takeuchi. The author takes no credit for any of the original storyline. However, all the new characters belong to me and I'd appreciate it if you didn't take any without requesting permission.
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~~~Episode 204: Enemies from the past! The first performance!~~~
After continuous begging, the older girls had taken Usagi to get something to eat. Chibiusa and Hotaru had been left behind. The cats were curled up on the hearth of the fire, sleeping. Since it was getting a little too warm in the fire room, the two girls went outside and enjoyed the sunny day.
"Wow, it's gorgeous out here," Hotaru said. She closed her eyes and let the sun's rays shine on her pale face. "I usually like dark places, but it's too nice out here today." Chibiusa grinned and then got very quiet.
"Chibiusa-chan?"
"Um, Hotaru-chan?" Chibiusa said quietly. "I, uh, never asked you and it just really came to my mind. Do you like being a sailor soldier?"
Hotaru looked surprised and the day dulled on her. Her eyes became dark and cold. "I've actually thought about it. And I'm not really sure. I mean, sometimes I still can't believe that I'm a sailor soldier, destined to fight. And then...it is such a terrible, crucial duty to protect the Princess at the risk of my own life." She looked up at Chibiusa. "You are very lucky Chibiusa-chan. You didn't have to be a sailor soldier."
Chibiusa thought about what her friend had said. She didn't have to be a sailor soldier. Her mom and her friends, though still young women, fought to defend love and justice. But where did she stand? A little soldier, maybe out of training, but just seemingly a nuisance. A little princess from the future...it wasn't fair. She was just getting in the way. If she were older, then she'd be as strong as Sailor Moon.
Hotaru watched her friend sink into silence. She knew right away what had made her sad. Hotaru scooted over to Chibiusa and gave her a hug. Chibiusa was shocked and her cheeks turned pink. It took her a while, but Chibiusa returned the hug.
"I'm sorry, Chibiusa-chan!" Hotaru whispered. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad." Chibiusa began to cry. It didn't matter if she was a chibi soldier or not, she was very lucky to have such great friends.
"Thank you Hotaru-chan," Chibiusa managed to say. She pulled way from Hotaru and wiped her eyes. "Thank you very much."
The two girls sat there, just remembering about their friends who may be older, but still meant so much to them. The sailor suited fighters for love and justice, Sailor Moon, Mercury, Mars, Jupiter, Venus, Pluto, Uranus, and Neptune.
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"Do you think we'll find out about Rei-chan's dream?"
Two females walked down a long hallway. They could hear lively chatter on the other side of the wall. It was mostly quiet where they were though. The blonde one looked down at her companion.
"Maybe." The woman with teal-colored hair stared at her friend. She hadn't really been paying attention to her for a very long time. She was getting pretty mad.
"Haruka?" she demanded. "Are you even listening to me?" Haruka looked surprised.
"Of course," she said. She got a sly look on her face. "Just because you just finished a violin concert, Michiru, doesn't mean that I have to answer like you want me to." Michiru looked surprised and dropped her head.
"Haruka, I'm not the one who decided to take a shortcut," Michiru said, nudging her companion in the ribs. Haruka's cheeks reddened.
"What? I didn't take a shortcut."
"Yes, you did." Haruka sighed. What was the use?
"Okay, I did take a shortcut."
"Told you."
"Hey!" Michiru started laughing and soon, Haruka did too. They were never bored when they were with each other. Michiru sighed and then looked at Haruka, who had stuck out her tongue. They both started laughing again.
"Excuse me!"
The couple turned around. A boy holding a notepad ran up to them. He was surprised to see the woman in person. He had heard that the violinist never liked people, but when her looked at her, her didn't see how that could be true. Her eyes were glowing, her cheeks flushed, and she was smiling.
"Um, I enjoyed your concert Keioh-san!" the boy said. "You played very well today!" Michiru and Haruka looked at each other and grinned.
"She plays well everyday," Haruka replied, putting her arm around Michiru's shoulder. Michiru didn't shrug off the arm. She rested her head on her friend's shoulder and sighed heavily. She always felt safe when she was with her boyish partner.
The boy suddenly began to recognize who Haruka was. "Hey!" he exclaimed. "Aren't you the F-1 racer, um, Tenoh Haruka." Haruka nodded.
"That's me." The boy couldn't believe it. Those two were quiet the pair. But...
"Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?" he asked. Haruka and Michiru looked at each other. They had been asked that question many times and weren't shocked or surprised when someone asked it.
"No," Michiru said, smiling.
"No," Haruka agreed. The boy nodded, but he still didn't understand. Oh well. He held up his notepad and pen.
"Well, since you are both famous here in Tokyo, can you sign this please?" Haruka and Michiru looked at each other and shrugged, as if to say, "why not".
They both signed their names. The boy was glowing by the time they were finished. He quickly thanked them and ran down the hall. They continued walking in the opposite direction.
Suddenly, Michiru's communicator beeped. She reached her jacket pocket and pulled it out. She easily flipped the top of and an image of Ami appeared on the minute screen.
"Michiru-san, Haruka-san," Ami said, the communicator frizzling her voice. "We're having another meeting in twenty minutes. The concert is over, isn't it?" Michiru nodded.
"For awhile now," she replied.
"Okay. So we'll see you in twenty minutes."
"We'll be there. Bye."
"Bye."
Michiru turned to Haruka. "No more shortcuts?" Haruka sighed.
"Okay, okay. No more shortcuts."
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The others had come back to find the two youngest members of the group and the cats waiting for them. Usagi was eating some meatballs from a small cardboard box. The aroma was delicious and made the pink-haired girl's mouth water.
Chibiusa waited until Usagi had reached the front step. Then she jumped on Usagi's head and grabbed a meatball from the tray. Usagi yelped in surprise.
"Chibiusa-chan!" Usagi screamed and tried to catch the girl. But her balance had been disturbed when Chibiusa had jumped off of her head. She fell face first onto the first stair. Chibiusa popped the meatball in her mouth and swallowed.
"Small Lady!"
"Chibiusa-chan!"
"How could you?" Chibiusa realized her actions hadn't gone unnoticed. The others stood, glaring at her. Usagi slowly sat up and realized all of her meatballs were still in the tray. She shrieked happily and devoured the remaining meatballs.
Chibiusa sighed. "Whoops." Setsuna shook her head.
"Small Lady, you could've asked."
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"So, do you think we'll find out what Rei-chan's dream in about?" Michiru asked for the second time. Haruka watched the light turned red and slowly stopped the car. She sighed.
"I really don't know, Michiru," Haruka whispered. "It'd be smart to just wait to see what everybody else thinks." She opened her eyes and watched people begin to cross the street.
Michiru closed her eyes and rested her head against the headrest of the car. It seemed as though Haruka was avoiding her yes or no question. She knew she was avoiding it. But the question flashed through her mind: why?
Haruka watched as the walk sign began to blink with 'don't walk'. Suddenly a girl came running across the street. Her magenta hair was tied in a ponytail. Her school uniform was a crimson shade with a blue bow and white blouse. Her ponytail trailed from a single odango in her hair.
But as she was running, Haruka felt as if someone was ripping violently at her soul. It burned through her heart and Haruka grasped the steering wheel. A picture flashed through her memory as she watched the girl run desperately across the street. She managed to cross the street before the light turned green.
Haruka stared at the girl. It had struck her memory and was pulling at it desperately. Her dark aquamarine eyes stared at the girl in a somewhat state of shock. That girl was familiar! The stance and the hair...she knew her, but not really.
Michiru opened her eyes. "Haruka? The light's green." Haruka looked at the light confused. The light seemed to blur in her mind and the entire world became fuzzy. That girl had emitted a strange energy as she passed, the same moment Haruka had felt the ripping at her heart.
"Um, I know," Haruka said, putting the car in gear. Michiru stared at her.
"Haruka? What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" Michiru was startled at her friend's snapped reaction. Haruka's eyes softened and she lowered her head.
"I'm sorry Michiru. I didn't mean to say it like that. Nothing is wrong with me. I'm just stressed out." Michiru stared at Haruka. Everyone was stressed out lately. Even she was. But...was that a good excuse? She stared at Haruka and her eyes softened. Her gaze became loving. She'd let it pass for now.
Haruka tried to calm down. It was bad enough she had gotten so angry with Michiru for no reason at all. But her mind was just not focused. Both women were silent as they drove along the dense street to the Hikawa Jinja.
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Author's Note: A terribly short concert, wasn't it? I'm terrible with writing bonding scenes (well, at least I was). Everyone will start crying and hug, or someone will end up running away. Silly, isn't it?
Oh, and that question the boy asked Michiru and Haruka about whether they were boyfriend and girlfriend. It's a joke from episode 92 when Minako and Usagi asked them the exact same question. (I have to wonder if I had even seen episode 92 when I first wrote this...)
Enough with me. Until next time, hasta luego.
REAWAKENING Book One of Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon CosmicStars by Nashie (aka ShadowSamurai) December 1999 - April 2000 Revised - Summer/Fall 2002
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Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and her friends belong to Naoko Takeuchi. The author takes no credit for any of the original storyline. However, all the new characters belong to me and I'd appreciate it if you didn't take any without requesting permission.
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~~~Episode 204: Enemies from the past! The first performance!~~~
After continuous begging, the older girls had taken Usagi to get something to eat. Chibiusa and Hotaru had been left behind. The cats were curled up on the hearth of the fire, sleeping. Since it was getting a little too warm in the fire room, the two girls went outside and enjoyed the sunny day.
"Wow, it's gorgeous out here," Hotaru said. She closed her eyes and let the sun's rays shine on her pale face. "I usually like dark places, but it's too nice out here today." Chibiusa grinned and then got very quiet.
"Chibiusa-chan?"
"Um, Hotaru-chan?" Chibiusa said quietly. "I, uh, never asked you and it just really came to my mind. Do you like being a sailor soldier?"
Hotaru looked surprised and the day dulled on her. Her eyes became dark and cold. "I've actually thought about it. And I'm not really sure. I mean, sometimes I still can't believe that I'm a sailor soldier, destined to fight. And then...it is such a terrible, crucial duty to protect the Princess at the risk of my own life." She looked up at Chibiusa. "You are very lucky Chibiusa-chan. You didn't have to be a sailor soldier."
Chibiusa thought about what her friend had said. She didn't have to be a sailor soldier. Her mom and her friends, though still young women, fought to defend love and justice. But where did she stand? A little soldier, maybe out of training, but just seemingly a nuisance. A little princess from the future...it wasn't fair. She was just getting in the way. If she were older, then she'd be as strong as Sailor Moon.
Hotaru watched her friend sink into silence. She knew right away what had made her sad. Hotaru scooted over to Chibiusa and gave her a hug. Chibiusa was shocked and her cheeks turned pink. It took her a while, but Chibiusa returned the hug.
"I'm sorry, Chibiusa-chan!" Hotaru whispered. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad." Chibiusa began to cry. It didn't matter if she was a chibi soldier or not, she was very lucky to have such great friends.
"Thank you Hotaru-chan," Chibiusa managed to say. She pulled way from Hotaru and wiped her eyes. "Thank you very much."
The two girls sat there, just remembering about their friends who may be older, but still meant so much to them. The sailor suited fighters for love and justice, Sailor Moon, Mercury, Mars, Jupiter, Venus, Pluto, Uranus, and Neptune.
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"Do you think we'll find out about Rei-chan's dream?"
Two females walked down a long hallway. They could hear lively chatter on the other side of the wall. It was mostly quiet where they were though. The blonde one looked down at her companion.
"Maybe." The woman with teal-colored hair stared at her friend. She hadn't really been paying attention to her for a very long time. She was getting pretty mad.
"Haruka?" she demanded. "Are you even listening to me?" Haruka looked surprised.
"Of course," she said. She got a sly look on her face. "Just because you just finished a violin concert, Michiru, doesn't mean that I have to answer like you want me to." Michiru looked surprised and dropped her head.
"Haruka, I'm not the one who decided to take a shortcut," Michiru said, nudging her companion in the ribs. Haruka's cheeks reddened.
"What? I didn't take a shortcut."
"Yes, you did." Haruka sighed. What was the use?
"Okay, I did take a shortcut."
"Told you."
"Hey!" Michiru started laughing and soon, Haruka did too. They were never bored when they were with each other. Michiru sighed and then looked at Haruka, who had stuck out her tongue. They both started laughing again.
"Excuse me!"
The couple turned around. A boy holding a notepad ran up to them. He was surprised to see the woman in person. He had heard that the violinist never liked people, but when her looked at her, her didn't see how that could be true. Her eyes were glowing, her cheeks flushed, and she was smiling.
"Um, I enjoyed your concert Keioh-san!" the boy said. "You played very well today!" Michiru and Haruka looked at each other and grinned.
"She plays well everyday," Haruka replied, putting her arm around Michiru's shoulder. Michiru didn't shrug off the arm. She rested her head on her friend's shoulder and sighed heavily. She always felt safe when she was with her boyish partner.
The boy suddenly began to recognize who Haruka was. "Hey!" he exclaimed. "Aren't you the F-1 racer, um, Tenoh Haruka." Haruka nodded.
"That's me." The boy couldn't believe it. Those two were quiet the pair. But...
"Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?" he asked. Haruka and Michiru looked at each other. They had been asked that question many times and weren't shocked or surprised when someone asked it.
"No," Michiru said, smiling.
"No," Haruka agreed. The boy nodded, but he still didn't understand. Oh well. He held up his notepad and pen.
"Well, since you are both famous here in Tokyo, can you sign this please?" Haruka and Michiru looked at each other and shrugged, as if to say, "why not".
They both signed their names. The boy was glowing by the time they were finished. He quickly thanked them and ran down the hall. They continued walking in the opposite direction.
Suddenly, Michiru's communicator beeped. She reached her jacket pocket and pulled it out. She easily flipped the top of and an image of Ami appeared on the minute screen.
"Michiru-san, Haruka-san," Ami said, the communicator frizzling her voice. "We're having another meeting in twenty minutes. The concert is over, isn't it?" Michiru nodded.
"For awhile now," she replied.
"Okay. So we'll see you in twenty minutes."
"We'll be there. Bye."
"Bye."
Michiru turned to Haruka. "No more shortcuts?" Haruka sighed.
"Okay, okay. No more shortcuts."
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The others had come back to find the two youngest members of the group and the cats waiting for them. Usagi was eating some meatballs from a small cardboard box. The aroma was delicious and made the pink-haired girl's mouth water.
Chibiusa waited until Usagi had reached the front step. Then she jumped on Usagi's head and grabbed a meatball from the tray. Usagi yelped in surprise.
"Chibiusa-chan!" Usagi screamed and tried to catch the girl. But her balance had been disturbed when Chibiusa had jumped off of her head. She fell face first onto the first stair. Chibiusa popped the meatball in her mouth and swallowed.
"Small Lady!"
"Chibiusa-chan!"
"How could you?" Chibiusa realized her actions hadn't gone unnoticed. The others stood, glaring at her. Usagi slowly sat up and realized all of her meatballs were still in the tray. She shrieked happily and devoured the remaining meatballs.
Chibiusa sighed. "Whoops." Setsuna shook her head.
"Small Lady, you could've asked."
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"So, do you think we'll find out what Rei-chan's dream in about?" Michiru asked for the second time. Haruka watched the light turned red and slowly stopped the car. She sighed.
"I really don't know, Michiru," Haruka whispered. "It'd be smart to just wait to see what everybody else thinks." She opened her eyes and watched people begin to cross the street.
Michiru closed her eyes and rested her head against the headrest of the car. It seemed as though Haruka was avoiding her yes or no question. She knew she was avoiding it. But the question flashed through her mind: why?
Haruka watched as the walk sign began to blink with 'don't walk'. Suddenly a girl came running across the street. Her magenta hair was tied in a ponytail. Her school uniform was a crimson shade with a blue bow and white blouse. Her ponytail trailed from a single odango in her hair.
But as she was running, Haruka felt as if someone was ripping violently at her soul. It burned through her heart and Haruka grasped the steering wheel. A picture flashed through her memory as she watched the girl run desperately across the street. She managed to cross the street before the light turned green.
Haruka stared at the girl. It had struck her memory and was pulling at it desperately. Her dark aquamarine eyes stared at the girl in a somewhat state of shock. That girl was familiar! The stance and the hair...she knew her, but not really.
Michiru opened her eyes. "Haruka? The light's green." Haruka looked at the light confused. The light seemed to blur in her mind and the entire world became fuzzy. That girl had emitted a strange energy as she passed, the same moment Haruka had felt the ripping at her heart.
"Um, I know," Haruka said, putting the car in gear. Michiru stared at her.
"Haruka? What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" Michiru was startled at her friend's snapped reaction. Haruka's eyes softened and she lowered her head.
"I'm sorry Michiru. I didn't mean to say it like that. Nothing is wrong with me. I'm just stressed out." Michiru stared at Haruka. Everyone was stressed out lately. Even she was. But...was that a good excuse? She stared at Haruka and her eyes softened. Her gaze became loving. She'd let it pass for now.
Haruka tried to calm down. It was bad enough she had gotten so angry with Michiru for no reason at all. But her mind was just not focused. Both women were silent as they drove along the dense street to the Hikawa Jinja.
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Author's Note: A terribly short concert, wasn't it? I'm terrible with writing bonding scenes (well, at least I was). Everyone will start crying and hug, or someone will end up running away. Silly, isn't it?
Oh, and that question the boy asked Michiru and Haruka about whether they were boyfriend and girlfriend. It's a joke from episode 92 when Minako and Usagi asked them the exact same question. (I have to wonder if I had even seen episode 92 when I first wrote this...)
Enough with me. Until next time, hasta luego.