Sailor Moon
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Chapter Seven:
Haruka, leaned against the hood of her car, and looked into the clouded night sky. What is it?
She thought, as a cold wind blew by her. "Why can't I hear you?" She whispered, and looked in
at Micheru and smiled.
Micheru's head was propped against the glass of her window, her hair, softly covering her face.
Haruka couldn't help at smile at how beautiful she looked when she was a sleep. With a grunt She
pushed herself off the hood.
"Lets go home." She whispered as she slid into her seat.
"Haruka-chan." Micheru whispered, as she car pulled out, and started slowly down the
water-covered street.
Haruka looked over. "Don't call me that, even if you are asleep."
Haruka, opened Micheru's door, and carefully lifted the girl, surprised at how light she was
becoming, and carried her into the house.
Micheru rolled over in the bed, her hands seeking out her love even in her sleep. She looks so
peacefully. Haruka thought as she watched from the doorway, and turned to leave.
"Haruka-chan."
Haruka turned to see Micheru still asleep.
"Why must you be so cold?"
Haruka felt a lump in her throat as she walk out of the room, a pillow and sheet under her arm.
Usagi lay in her bed, looking up at the ceiling of her room, and sighed her eyes closing, she was
content. It had been two days since had been to the hospital, and in two more days she'd be back
in school. She opened her eyes and groaned, she had almost forgotten about school.
There was a knock at her door, and she sat up. "Come in."
Her mother opened the door; a tray balanced carefully in her other hand, a warm smile on her
face. "Hi honey, you doing alright?"
Usagi nodded, a large goofy smile covering her face as she saw what was on the tray, and again
she felt lucky. Because of her wounds the doctors said she shouldn't anything warm or solid,
which meant lots of ice cream.
Usagi's mother laid the tray on the nightstand next to Usagi's bed, then sat on the corner. "Are
you sure, those were some really nasty cuts you got."
Usagi managed to tar her eyes from the large bowl of ice cream and looked at her mother, smiling
softly. "Yes Okasan, I'm fine." To prove her point Usagi threw away her blanket and lifted her
nightshirt so that her mother could see she had removed the bandages herself. "See, they're
almost all gone." Usagi said smiling, as she looked at her mother's wide-eyed face.
"H - How, it's only been three days?" Her mother looked up at her, her brows narrowing in
suspicion. "What did you do to make them heal so fast?"
Usagi's smile wavered slightly, but she kept it on and waved her hand dismishly. "I just heal
fast Okasan."
With a sigh, her mother touched one of the fading wounds on her stomach, sending a chill up
Usagi, her mother's hand were really cold. "Alright then." She said as she stood. "Just ask
next time before taking off your dressings."
Usagi laughed, and looked over to her mother as she reached the door. "You mean you want me to
shred myself again?"
Usagi laughed again as she saw her mother's face turn bright red. The woman shook her head and
left the room mumbling.
Mamoru let the cool spring wind blow through his hair. He looked up into the inner courtyard of
his collage, and smiled as he watched most of the other students goofing off during their lunch
break, or between classes. He shook his head and reached over for one of the half burnt buns
Usagi had made him before the accident. As he did his best to swallow a bit of it he turned his
attention back to his book on western mythologies.
"Hey Chiba!"
Mamoru looked up just in time to dodge the flying hacky sack. Shaking his head, he bent over and
picked up, then looked to were to through it to, his shoulders slumping as he noticed who was
walking over to him.
Shinneri flopped down on the bench next to Mamoru. "Hey man, it looks like you just swallowed a
stone."
Not to far from the truth. Mamoru thought as he shook his head. "What do you want?"
Shinneri shrugged, and leaned back in the bench, looking up into the blue sky. "Well ya turned
me down the other day, but . . ." Shinneri looked over at him, a large smile on his face.
"No." Mamoru said flatly. "I got things to do."
"Ya know what man!" Shinneri said as he jumped of the bench, and grabbed hi hacky sack. "Maybe
you should lower yourself a little and hang out with the commoners once and a while!"
Mamoru smiled and got up, looking Shinneri in the eyes. "Tell you what you take my problems for
half a day, and we'll see how well you handle." Mamoru turned around, and grabbing his lunch and
book started walking back toward the school.
"Damn it!" He heard Shinneri scream as he enter the building.
"Hey Chiba, over here!" Screamed Makoto, from under her usual tree, the others sitting or
standing nearby.
Chi looked over, and started over, stopping just a few feet away from the tree. "H - How is
Usagi doing?"
Ami looked up from a book, and looked at Chi, her dark blue eyes magnified in her glasses.
"Usagi-chan is doing really well, she should be back on Monday."
"Oh that's good." Chi said brightly, and took a seat on the lush grass. "I was getting worried,
after she left I couldn't check on her."
Ami nodded, and closed her book. "Chi, how long have you worked at the hospital?"
"Only for a few weeks, right after I moved here, why?" Chi said, her smile fading from her face.
"No reason." Ami replied, offering her own smile.
Chi stood, and looked at her watch. "Well, I need to go." She said and started to run toward
the school, and narrowly missed a collision with Haruka and Micheru.
Micheru looked over her shoulder and watched the young girl flee into the school. "What's
wrong?" She asked as she turned to look at the others.
Makoto shrugged, and leaned against the tree. "Who knows, she's just weird."
"I don't trust her." Haruka said, as she watched the empty door Chi had ran through seconds
before.
Chi leaned against the cool stone of the school's front entrance; she tilted her head to her side
and with a sigh of relief started away from the school. For the second time in her first week
Chi was skipping afternoon classes, she didn't care if was labeled a delinquent.
Usagi was just finishing her third bowl of ice cream when she heard the doorbell. She looked up
at her clock and wondered who it could be since almost everyone in Japan was either at work or
school.
The door rang again, and Usagi almost jumped up. She had forgotten that her mother had left to
do some grocery shopping. So with an irritated sigh she climbed out of her bed, and made her way
to the door.
"Chi?" She said in a low surprised voice, when she opened it. "Shouldn't you be in school?"
Chi's eyes were downcast, seeming to find her feet very interesting. "I need to talk to you."
"Okay." Usagi said, her voice telling of her confusing.
Chi sat on the soft sofa, and looked at all the pictures that lined the two end tables. She
smiled as she picked up one that had to be Usagi's school picture and tried her best not to
laugh.
"I'm not very good, but Mamo-chan always loves my tea." Usagi called from the kitchen.
"Are you sure you don't want any help." Chi said as she stood and walked toward the kitchen. "I
saw your wounds when you came into the hospital." Chi stepped into the kitchen and saw Usagi
quickly stand in front of her microwave, a nervous smile on her face.
"Don't worry." Chi laughed. "I can't even boil water."
Usagi's shoulders fell forward, and she sat down at the table laying her head in her folded arms.
"Thank God, I'm not the only one." She sighed, then looked up at Chi. "What did you want to
talk about?"
Chi could feel a heavy blush rush up as she saw how cute Usagi looked but shook the thoughts away
and sat at the table. "Well . . ."
The microwave went of stopping Chi, as both girls stood. "Sit." Chi said in a voice that
commanded obedience. "I'll get you're still healing." She looked over at Usagi who was smiling.
"What?"
Usagi sat straight in her chair, her smile never leaving her face. "Nothing really, you just
remind of someone."
Chi smiled and got the tea out of the microwave.
The two girls moved back into the living room to talk. Usagi curled up on one side of the sofa,
holding her mug in both hands, and Chi could see what one could see in her and smiled.
"Usagi, if you cared for someone a lot would you keep something from them?" Chi paused and
gulped most of her tea. "I mean, would you not tell them something that was really important?"
Usagi straightened, remembering her own lie to Mamoru two nights earlier. "If it's REALLY
important, then no I wouldn't hide it from them." She said as much to herself as to Chi. "If
you really care for someone you'd tell them."
Chi's smile grew, and she nodded. "Thank you, Usagi-chan."
Mamoru, looked up into the orange sky, and smiled, evening in the city you could have some
beautiful sunsets. He flung his bag over his shoulder and continued down the sakura lined drive
that lead to his school's main complex, his eyes wandering along the branched as he did everyday,
watching the beautiful trees bloom.
He looked back at the street, and stopped. Across the way a girl dressed in the same uniform as
Usagi's looked at him, her hands in front of her holding her school bag, her short dark hair
blowing in the wind, her purple eyes seeming to single him out.
He started toward her, and she seemed to want to run, but held her place. "You're the girl from
the hospital."
"The girl nodded, and looked as if she were trying to speak, but couldn't form the words. "Is
there anything wrong?" He said, his first thoughts worrying over Usagi. "Is Usako . . ."
The girl shook her head, and turned her eyes away, but still said nothing.
"Well, then what is . . ."
"Hey I knew you had a woman!" Yelled Shinneri from the school's gates. "A bit young though
Man!"
Mamoru turned to yell at him but he was already gone.
"We." The girl said, making Mamoru look back at her.
"Yes."
"We, we've meet before." She said all at once.
"I know at the hospital." Mamoru said annoyed, tiring of the girl's game.
She shook her head furiously. "No, not there!"
Mamoru looked at her closely, and all at once it came to him. The girl on the dock with purple
eyes, the roses, the notes it all started to fit.
"Who are you?"
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Chapter Seven:
Haruka, leaned against the hood of her car, and looked into the clouded night sky. What is it?
She thought, as a cold wind blew by her. "Why can't I hear you?" She whispered, and looked in
at Micheru and smiled.
Micheru's head was propped against the glass of her window, her hair, softly covering her face.
Haruka couldn't help at smile at how beautiful she looked when she was a sleep. With a grunt She
pushed herself off the hood.
"Lets go home." She whispered as she slid into her seat.
"Haruka-chan." Micheru whispered, as she car pulled out, and started slowly down the
water-covered street.
Haruka looked over. "Don't call me that, even if you are asleep."
Haruka, opened Micheru's door, and carefully lifted the girl, surprised at how light she was
becoming, and carried her into the house.
Micheru rolled over in the bed, her hands seeking out her love even in her sleep. She looks so
peacefully. Haruka thought as she watched from the doorway, and turned to leave.
"Haruka-chan."
Haruka turned to see Micheru still asleep.
"Why must you be so cold?"
Haruka felt a lump in her throat as she walk out of the room, a pillow and sheet under her arm.
Usagi lay in her bed, looking up at the ceiling of her room, and sighed her eyes closing, she was
content. It had been two days since had been to the hospital, and in two more days she'd be back
in school. She opened her eyes and groaned, she had almost forgotten about school.
There was a knock at her door, and she sat up. "Come in."
Her mother opened the door; a tray balanced carefully in her other hand, a warm smile on her
face. "Hi honey, you doing alright?"
Usagi nodded, a large goofy smile covering her face as she saw what was on the tray, and again
she felt lucky. Because of her wounds the doctors said she shouldn't anything warm or solid,
which meant lots of ice cream.
Usagi's mother laid the tray on the nightstand next to Usagi's bed, then sat on the corner. "Are
you sure, those were some really nasty cuts you got."
Usagi managed to tar her eyes from the large bowl of ice cream and looked at her mother, smiling
softly. "Yes Okasan, I'm fine." To prove her point Usagi threw away her blanket and lifted her
nightshirt so that her mother could see she had removed the bandages herself. "See, they're
almost all gone." Usagi said smiling, as she looked at her mother's wide-eyed face.
"H - How, it's only been three days?" Her mother looked up at her, her brows narrowing in
suspicion. "What did you do to make them heal so fast?"
Usagi's smile wavered slightly, but she kept it on and waved her hand dismishly. "I just heal
fast Okasan."
With a sigh, her mother touched one of the fading wounds on her stomach, sending a chill up
Usagi, her mother's hand were really cold. "Alright then." She said as she stood. "Just ask
next time before taking off your dressings."
Usagi laughed, and looked over to her mother as she reached the door. "You mean you want me to
shred myself again?"
Usagi laughed again as she saw her mother's face turn bright red. The woman shook her head and
left the room mumbling.
Mamoru let the cool spring wind blow through his hair. He looked up into the inner courtyard of
his collage, and smiled as he watched most of the other students goofing off during their lunch
break, or between classes. He shook his head and reached over for one of the half burnt buns
Usagi had made him before the accident. As he did his best to swallow a bit of it he turned his
attention back to his book on western mythologies.
"Hey Chiba!"
Mamoru looked up just in time to dodge the flying hacky sack. Shaking his head, he bent over and
picked up, then looked to were to through it to, his shoulders slumping as he noticed who was
walking over to him.
Shinneri flopped down on the bench next to Mamoru. "Hey man, it looks like you just swallowed a
stone."
Not to far from the truth. Mamoru thought as he shook his head. "What do you want?"
Shinneri shrugged, and leaned back in the bench, looking up into the blue sky. "Well ya turned
me down the other day, but . . ." Shinneri looked over at him, a large smile on his face.
"No." Mamoru said flatly. "I got things to do."
"Ya know what man!" Shinneri said as he jumped of the bench, and grabbed hi hacky sack. "Maybe
you should lower yourself a little and hang out with the commoners once and a while!"
Mamoru smiled and got up, looking Shinneri in the eyes. "Tell you what you take my problems for
half a day, and we'll see how well you handle." Mamoru turned around, and grabbing his lunch and
book started walking back toward the school.
"Damn it!" He heard Shinneri scream as he enter the building.
"Hey Chiba, over here!" Screamed Makoto, from under her usual tree, the others sitting or
standing nearby.
Chi looked over, and started over, stopping just a few feet away from the tree. "H - How is
Usagi doing?"
Ami looked up from a book, and looked at Chi, her dark blue eyes magnified in her glasses.
"Usagi-chan is doing really well, she should be back on Monday."
"Oh that's good." Chi said brightly, and took a seat on the lush grass. "I was getting worried,
after she left I couldn't check on her."
Ami nodded, and closed her book. "Chi, how long have you worked at the hospital?"
"Only for a few weeks, right after I moved here, why?" Chi said, her smile fading from her face.
"No reason." Ami replied, offering her own smile.
Chi stood, and looked at her watch. "Well, I need to go." She said and started to run toward
the school, and narrowly missed a collision with Haruka and Micheru.
Micheru looked over her shoulder and watched the young girl flee into the school. "What's
wrong?" She asked as she turned to look at the others.
Makoto shrugged, and leaned against the tree. "Who knows, she's just weird."
"I don't trust her." Haruka said, as she watched the empty door Chi had ran through seconds
before.
Chi leaned against the cool stone of the school's front entrance; she tilted her head to her side
and with a sigh of relief started away from the school. For the second time in her first week
Chi was skipping afternoon classes, she didn't care if was labeled a delinquent.
Usagi was just finishing her third bowl of ice cream when she heard the doorbell. She looked up
at her clock and wondered who it could be since almost everyone in Japan was either at work or
school.
The door rang again, and Usagi almost jumped up. She had forgotten that her mother had left to
do some grocery shopping. So with an irritated sigh she climbed out of her bed, and made her way
to the door.
"Chi?" She said in a low surprised voice, when she opened it. "Shouldn't you be in school?"
Chi's eyes were downcast, seeming to find her feet very interesting. "I need to talk to you."
"Okay." Usagi said, her voice telling of her confusing.
Chi sat on the soft sofa, and looked at all the pictures that lined the two end tables. She
smiled as she picked up one that had to be Usagi's school picture and tried her best not to
laugh.
"I'm not very good, but Mamo-chan always loves my tea." Usagi called from the kitchen.
"Are you sure you don't want any help." Chi said as she stood and walked toward the kitchen. "I
saw your wounds when you came into the hospital." Chi stepped into the kitchen and saw Usagi
quickly stand in front of her microwave, a nervous smile on her face.
"Don't worry." Chi laughed. "I can't even boil water."
Usagi's shoulders fell forward, and she sat down at the table laying her head in her folded arms.
"Thank God, I'm not the only one." She sighed, then looked up at Chi. "What did you want to
talk about?"
Chi could feel a heavy blush rush up as she saw how cute Usagi looked but shook the thoughts away
and sat at the table. "Well . . ."
The microwave went of stopping Chi, as both girls stood. "Sit." Chi said in a voice that
commanded obedience. "I'll get you're still healing." She looked over at Usagi who was smiling.
"What?"
Usagi sat straight in her chair, her smile never leaving her face. "Nothing really, you just
remind of someone."
Chi smiled and got the tea out of the microwave.
The two girls moved back into the living room to talk. Usagi curled up on one side of the sofa,
holding her mug in both hands, and Chi could see what one could see in her and smiled.
"Usagi, if you cared for someone a lot would you keep something from them?" Chi paused and
gulped most of her tea. "I mean, would you not tell them something that was really important?"
Usagi straightened, remembering her own lie to Mamoru two nights earlier. "If it's REALLY
important, then no I wouldn't hide it from them." She said as much to herself as to Chi. "If
you really care for someone you'd tell them."
Chi's smile grew, and she nodded. "Thank you, Usagi-chan."
Mamoru, looked up into the orange sky, and smiled, evening in the city you could have some
beautiful sunsets. He flung his bag over his shoulder and continued down the sakura lined drive
that lead to his school's main complex, his eyes wandering along the branched as he did everyday,
watching the beautiful trees bloom.
He looked back at the street, and stopped. Across the way a girl dressed in the same uniform as
Usagi's looked at him, her hands in front of her holding her school bag, her short dark hair
blowing in the wind, her purple eyes seeming to single him out.
He started toward her, and she seemed to want to run, but held her place. "You're the girl from
the hospital."
"The girl nodded, and looked as if she were trying to speak, but couldn't form the words. "Is
there anything wrong?" He said, his first thoughts worrying over Usagi. "Is Usako . . ."
The girl shook her head, and turned her eyes away, but still said nothing.
"Well, then what is . . ."
"Hey I knew you had a woman!" Yelled Shinneri from the school's gates. "A bit young though
Man!"
Mamoru turned to yell at him but he was already gone.
"We." The girl said, making Mamoru look back at her.
"Yes."
"We, we've meet before." She said all at once.
"I know at the hospital." Mamoru said annoyed, tiring of the girl's game.
She shook her head furiously. "No, not there!"
Mamoru looked at her closely, and all at once it came to him. The girl on the dock with purple
eyes, the roses, the notes it all started to fit.
"Who are you?"