Sailor Moon
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Rated: PG-13
Chapter Eight:
Chi could feel the lump in her throat growing as she tried to take to Mamoru; every time she
opened her mouth all that would come out was something that sounded like a strangled gurgle. I
can't do this here! She thought as she quickly looked at the crowded street. Finally with a
shake of her head she grabbed Mamoru by his arm and led him away from the crowded street.
She let the wind tussle her hair as she leaned back against one of the many trees in the
collage's courtyard. She looked at Mamoru and smiled, but that quickly faded as she saw how
annoyed he looked.
"Who are you?" He repeated, his voice so cold she could feel it running down her spine.
"I'm sorry." She said quietly, and looked away toward the school's entrance, wondering if she
could still run away from her decision. No! No, I got to tell him!
"I - I am Chi." She stopped the lump in her throat growing. She looked up at him, and decided o
take a different approach. "When I was three my parents died." She said, her purple eyes fixed
on his cold gray ones, a ghost of a smile appearing on her face as she saw his dart away as she
mentioned her parents. "They died in a car crash." She continued, and waited for him.
He looked at her, his eyes seeming to study her. She could see out of the corner of her that his
hand was trembling.
"Wh - Who are you?" He said again, his voice shaking.
"Who do you think I am?" She asked, no humor in her voice, she just couldn't tell him, he had to
remember. All she could do was help.
"You are the girl from the hospital and in the park." He said, his voice shaking even more.
"Is that all?" She said, her voice a warm whisper, as she stepped up to him and embraced him.
She could hear his heart beat, so fast, so unsteady. She looked up at him, the sureness in her
own eyes gone replaced by concern. "It's okay if can't remember." She said, her voice low and
said, as the realization of his not remembering hit her, her heart sank.
The cool spring wind picked up, its force pressing Chi into Mamoru's chest. Overhead the orange
skies darkened and claps of thunder rang overhead. Chi felt cold drops of rain fell on her
cheek, marking them like tears.
She pushed away from Mamoru, and backed away till her back scraped the bark of the tree, making
her wince in pain. "I'm sorry." She said again, her eye never meeting his. "You're not ready,
I'm so sorry."
She went to leave, but was stopped, Mamoru's hand gripping her slender arm. "Tell me who you
are?" He said through gritted teeth.
Chi smiled sadly at him, and raised her hand and touched his face, wiping drops of rain from his
cheek. "When you're ready Endy . . ." She stopped, and broke away from him. "When your ready."
She said softly before she toward the school entrance.
Mamoru looked on as the girl that only titled herself as Chi ran toward the entrance, the light
rain picked up into a heavy down pour soaking his clothes, but he didn't care. He waited till
the girl vanished around the corner before making his way to the street.
"You must be joking the prince's sister died before he was even - No!" Lillith's voice screamed
in his head.
"No, that can't be right." Mamoru whispered as he unlocked his door.
"What can't be right? Asked an all too familiar voice.
Mamoru looked up and almost cursed. Shinneri was leaning against the passenger side of his car,
looking at him with a goofy smile.
"Ah man! Don't tell the boy scout knock up a little school girl." Shinneri said with his usual
humorous glint.
"What do you want?" Mamoru asked the anger in his voice barely contained.
Shinneri shrugged and shook his head. "Well, it seems one should never buy an American car." He
said shaking his head again. "The engine's flooded, no one else is around, so . . ." He looked
up at Mamoru with a large smile.
Mamoru sighed, his shoulders falling forward. "Get in."
Mamoru was surprised to say the least at how quiet the ride was, Shinneri never said a word, and
besides some passing glances were the men smiled broadly at Mamoru everything went fine.
"Make a left up there." Shinneri said, breaking the silence as he pointed to the intersection.
"Up there?" Mamoru asked in disbelieve, as he noticed were Shinneri was pointing. He looked
over to see a large smile on the other man's face. "When I stop this car you have ten seconds to
get out before I kick your worthless . . ."
Shinneri raised his hands and started shaking them. "You got it all wrong, I bartend at one of
the bars."
Mamoru sighed and made the turn, stopping in front of the building Shinneri pointed to. He
looked out the window and looked at the name of the bar: The Wavering Light.
"Thanks for the ride." Shinneri said as he got out of the car making Mamoru smile happily that
he was finally ride of him, but he waited any way till Shinneri made it into the bar, this was
not a very good part of the city.
He pulled out into the street, and drove toward home, his mind once again going back to his own
problems.
Haruka watched the storm from the window of her apartment, the faint light of the street lamp
accenting the tired features of her face.
"It rains so much anymore." She said as soft, slender warm arms wrapped around. "The wind song
is so sad."
"The sea too is singing in sadness." Micheru said quietly as she laid her head on her love's
back.
Haruka lifted her hand and caressed Micheru's soft cheek. Micheru moved her face with the
touch, letting it roam down her neck, she sighed in contentment. "Why do you think they sing so
sadly?"
"Because, she is sad." Haruka said, her voice flat, the emotion drained out of it. "It is
because she has appeared."
Micheru lifted her head, and spun around so that she was in front of Haruka, her arms still
wrapped around her love, she looked up into her eyes, and sighed. When did they become so dead?
She thought to herself. "Maybe we should find Setsuna?"
Haruka shook her head, her eyes looking at the street below. "There's no need, for that." A
slight smile crossed her hard features.
"Hmm?" Micheru said as she turned her head and looked out the window. Below two figures walked
toward the apartment complex, their features masked by their umbrellas but Micheru knew who they
were. "Peace never last." She sighed, and broke away from Haruka, and disappeared into the
kitchen.
"No it never does." Haruka whispered sadly as she raised her hand to support herself against the
window.
The doorbell rang, and with a sigh Haruka pushed herself off the window and wiped away the
annoying wetness under her eyes, and went to answer the door.
"It good to see you two." She said as she opened the door and looked at the two dark haired
women standing before her.
Usagi sat in the dark living room, the blush glow of her television her only light. She looked
down at the bowl of triple chocolate fudge that sat in her lap melting and took another scoop
full. She just couldn't stop worrying about Chi.
The doorbell rang, and Usagi went to get it, but heard the door open.
"She's in the living room." She heard her brother say rudely.
Usagi looked toward the entrance way and her mouth fell as she saw the half soaked figure that
walked in. "Oh my god!" She yelled as she jumped up, ignoring the ice cream as it spilled to
the floor, and ran other to her soaked friend. "Chi, you're soaked!"
Chi fell into her arms, and Usagi stumbled back a step, and wrapped her hands around the girl,
when she heard her crying.
"Chi what is it?" Usagi asked her voice filled with concern.
Chi's hands tightened around Usagi's shoulders her sobbing grew fiercer. Usagi ran her hand
through the girl's matted black hair and unconsciously rocked back and forth. "It's okay." She
whispered softly. "Come on Chi it's okay. Let's get you up stairs." Usagi said, and moved away
from the girl.
Chi collapsed, and lay crumpled on the floor, her legs brought up to her chin. "I tried." She
moaned, through the wrenching sobs. "Usagi I tried so hard!"
Usagi knelt down next to her friend, and did her best to sit her up, settling for Chi's head
resting in her lap. "Chi you're going to catch your death." Usagi whispered, as she tried to
sit Chi up, this time the girl offered no resistance.
Usagi looked over at Chi as the girl lay in the tub, her eyes closed. Usagi hoped that the herbs
she used to relax herself would help Chi. She sighed and looked down at the floor, her mind
reeling as she tried to figure out what was wrong with the girl.
"Thank You, Usako." Came a low said voice, from the tub.
Usagi looked up to see Chi smiling sadly at her, her purple eyes looking away, the same sad
expression in them.
"Chi, what's wrong?" Usagi asked.
Chi stood up, the bath water splashing down around her. "Nothing." She said, and Usagi could
tell it was a lie. "Can I spend the night?" Usagi's eyes widened, something had to be wrong.
She nodded. "Sure - Sure you can." She said. "You can stay when ever you need too."
Chi smiled, sadly, weakly, and wrapped a towel around her slender frame.
Something is defiantly wrong. Usagi thought.
Usagi looked over at Chi, the streetlamp outside illuminating the girls face. Even in her sleep
she looked so troubled. Usagi raised herself up on her shoulder and looked at the girl, and for
a moment could have sworn she saw someone else.
"Thank you, Usako." Chi's sad voice echoed in her mind. Why did she call me that? Usagi
wondered, realizing what the girl had called her for the first time.
Chi moaned in her sleep braking Usagi away from her thoughts.
"Why?" The girl asked in her sleep. "Why don't you remember your own sister?"
Usagi leaned over in her bed, her mouth falling open as she listened to the girl.
Chi rolled away from Usagi. "Why don't you remember, Endymion?"
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Rated: PG-13
Chapter Eight:
Chi could feel the lump in her throat growing as she tried to take to Mamoru; every time she
opened her mouth all that would come out was something that sounded like a strangled gurgle. I
can't do this here! She thought as she quickly looked at the crowded street. Finally with a
shake of her head she grabbed Mamoru by his arm and led him away from the crowded street.
She let the wind tussle her hair as she leaned back against one of the many trees in the
collage's courtyard. She looked at Mamoru and smiled, but that quickly faded as she saw how
annoyed he looked.
"Who are you?" He repeated, his voice so cold she could feel it running down her spine.
"I'm sorry." She said quietly, and looked away toward the school's entrance, wondering if she
could still run away from her decision. No! No, I got to tell him!
"I - I am Chi." She stopped the lump in her throat growing. She looked up at him, and decided o
take a different approach. "When I was three my parents died." She said, her purple eyes fixed
on his cold gray ones, a ghost of a smile appearing on her face as she saw his dart away as she
mentioned her parents. "They died in a car crash." She continued, and waited for him.
He looked at her, his eyes seeming to study her. She could see out of the corner of her that his
hand was trembling.
"Wh - Who are you?" He said again, his voice shaking.
"Who do you think I am?" She asked, no humor in her voice, she just couldn't tell him, he had to
remember. All she could do was help.
"You are the girl from the hospital and in the park." He said, his voice shaking even more.
"Is that all?" She said, her voice a warm whisper, as she stepped up to him and embraced him.
She could hear his heart beat, so fast, so unsteady. She looked up at him, the sureness in her
own eyes gone replaced by concern. "It's okay if can't remember." She said, her voice low and
said, as the realization of his not remembering hit her, her heart sank.
The cool spring wind picked up, its force pressing Chi into Mamoru's chest. Overhead the orange
skies darkened and claps of thunder rang overhead. Chi felt cold drops of rain fell on her
cheek, marking them like tears.
She pushed away from Mamoru, and backed away till her back scraped the bark of the tree, making
her wince in pain. "I'm sorry." She said again, her eye never meeting his. "You're not ready,
I'm so sorry."
She went to leave, but was stopped, Mamoru's hand gripping her slender arm. "Tell me who you
are?" He said through gritted teeth.
Chi smiled sadly at him, and raised her hand and touched his face, wiping drops of rain from his
cheek. "When you're ready Endy . . ." She stopped, and broke away from him. "When your ready."
She said softly before she toward the school entrance.
Mamoru looked on as the girl that only titled herself as Chi ran toward the entrance, the light
rain picked up into a heavy down pour soaking his clothes, but he didn't care. He waited till
the girl vanished around the corner before making his way to the street.
"You must be joking the prince's sister died before he was even - No!" Lillith's voice screamed
in his head.
"No, that can't be right." Mamoru whispered as he unlocked his door.
"What can't be right? Asked an all too familiar voice.
Mamoru looked up and almost cursed. Shinneri was leaning against the passenger side of his car,
looking at him with a goofy smile.
"Ah man! Don't tell the boy scout knock up a little school girl." Shinneri said with his usual
humorous glint.
"What do you want?" Mamoru asked the anger in his voice barely contained.
Shinneri shrugged and shook his head. "Well, it seems one should never buy an American car." He
said shaking his head again. "The engine's flooded, no one else is around, so . . ." He looked
up at Mamoru with a large smile.
Mamoru sighed, his shoulders falling forward. "Get in."
Mamoru was surprised to say the least at how quiet the ride was, Shinneri never said a word, and
besides some passing glances were the men smiled broadly at Mamoru everything went fine.
"Make a left up there." Shinneri said, breaking the silence as he pointed to the intersection.
"Up there?" Mamoru asked in disbelieve, as he noticed were Shinneri was pointing. He looked
over to see a large smile on the other man's face. "When I stop this car you have ten seconds to
get out before I kick your worthless . . ."
Shinneri raised his hands and started shaking them. "You got it all wrong, I bartend at one of
the bars."
Mamoru sighed and made the turn, stopping in front of the building Shinneri pointed to. He
looked out the window and looked at the name of the bar: The Wavering Light.
"Thanks for the ride." Shinneri said as he got out of the car making Mamoru smile happily that
he was finally ride of him, but he waited any way till Shinneri made it into the bar, this was
not a very good part of the city.
He pulled out into the street, and drove toward home, his mind once again going back to his own
problems.
Haruka watched the storm from the window of her apartment, the faint light of the street lamp
accenting the tired features of her face.
"It rains so much anymore." She said as soft, slender warm arms wrapped around. "The wind song
is so sad."
"The sea too is singing in sadness." Micheru said quietly as she laid her head on her love's
back.
Haruka lifted her hand and caressed Micheru's soft cheek. Micheru moved her face with the
touch, letting it roam down her neck, she sighed in contentment. "Why do you think they sing so
sadly?"
"Because, she is sad." Haruka said, her voice flat, the emotion drained out of it. "It is
because she has appeared."
Micheru lifted her head, and spun around so that she was in front of Haruka, her arms still
wrapped around her love, she looked up into her eyes, and sighed. When did they become so dead?
She thought to herself. "Maybe we should find Setsuna?"
Haruka shook her head, her eyes looking at the street below. "There's no need, for that." A
slight smile crossed her hard features.
"Hmm?" Micheru said as she turned her head and looked out the window. Below two figures walked
toward the apartment complex, their features masked by their umbrellas but Micheru knew who they
were. "Peace never last." She sighed, and broke away from Haruka, and disappeared into the
kitchen.
"No it never does." Haruka whispered sadly as she raised her hand to support herself against the
window.
The doorbell rang, and with a sigh Haruka pushed herself off the window and wiped away the
annoying wetness under her eyes, and went to answer the door.
"It good to see you two." She said as she opened the door and looked at the two dark haired
women standing before her.
Usagi sat in the dark living room, the blush glow of her television her only light. She looked
down at the bowl of triple chocolate fudge that sat in her lap melting and took another scoop
full. She just couldn't stop worrying about Chi.
The doorbell rang, and Usagi went to get it, but heard the door open.
"She's in the living room." She heard her brother say rudely.
Usagi looked toward the entrance way and her mouth fell as she saw the half soaked figure that
walked in. "Oh my god!" She yelled as she jumped up, ignoring the ice cream as it spilled to
the floor, and ran other to her soaked friend. "Chi, you're soaked!"
Chi fell into her arms, and Usagi stumbled back a step, and wrapped her hands around the girl,
when she heard her crying.
"Chi what is it?" Usagi asked her voice filled with concern.
Chi's hands tightened around Usagi's shoulders her sobbing grew fiercer. Usagi ran her hand
through the girl's matted black hair and unconsciously rocked back and forth. "It's okay." She
whispered softly. "Come on Chi it's okay. Let's get you up stairs." Usagi said, and moved away
from the girl.
Chi collapsed, and lay crumpled on the floor, her legs brought up to her chin. "I tried." She
moaned, through the wrenching sobs. "Usagi I tried so hard!"
Usagi knelt down next to her friend, and did her best to sit her up, settling for Chi's head
resting in her lap. "Chi you're going to catch your death." Usagi whispered, as she tried to
sit Chi up, this time the girl offered no resistance.
Usagi looked over at Chi as the girl lay in the tub, her eyes closed. Usagi hoped that the herbs
she used to relax herself would help Chi. She sighed and looked down at the floor, her mind
reeling as she tried to figure out what was wrong with the girl.
"Thank You, Usako." Came a low said voice, from the tub.
Usagi looked up to see Chi smiling sadly at her, her purple eyes looking away, the same sad
expression in them.
"Chi, what's wrong?" Usagi asked.
Chi stood up, the bath water splashing down around her. "Nothing." She said, and Usagi could
tell it was a lie. "Can I spend the night?" Usagi's eyes widened, something had to be wrong.
She nodded. "Sure - Sure you can." She said. "You can stay when ever you need too."
Chi smiled, sadly, weakly, and wrapped a towel around her slender frame.
Something is defiantly wrong. Usagi thought.
Usagi looked over at Chi, the streetlamp outside illuminating the girls face. Even in her sleep
she looked so troubled. Usagi raised herself up on her shoulder and looked at the girl, and for
a moment could have sworn she saw someone else.
"Thank you, Usako." Chi's sad voice echoed in her mind. Why did she call me that? Usagi
wondered, realizing what the girl had called her for the first time.
Chi moaned in her sleep braking Usagi away from her thoughts.
"Why?" The girl asked in her sleep. "Why don't you remember your own sister?"
Usagi leaned over in her bed, her mouth falling open as she listened to the girl.
Chi rolled away from Usagi. "Why don't you remember, Endymion?"