Sailor Moon
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Rated: PG-13
Chapter Eleven:
Makoto stood facing the lake in park, a cool spring breeze washing over her, sending her released
hair swirling around her. She growled, as the thick brown hair tangled, she hated wearing it
down, but he loved it. With a sigh she stroked her fingers through the mess of hair hoping to
bring to some semblance of order, she would make do for him. Smiling she brought her hands away
from her hair and hugged her chest, remembering the night Usagi had been sent to the hospital,
and the date she had just came from when the call came.
A heel scuffed behind her and she began to turn, but arms wrapping around her waist stopped her.
The arms held her close to a warm body and she knew who it was, slowly she turned to look at the
tall bleached haired man that stood behind her, holding her in his arms. "Shinneri." She said,
half embarrassed by such a public display, but another part of her reveled in it, wanting to so
off, to so that she was more, then just a tomboy. Leaning up she brought her lips to his and
kissed him gently on the lips. "Your late." She whispered in mock annoyance.
Shinneri's dark eyes glinted with mischief. "You'll have to paunch me." He said sly and lifted
her in his arms.
Makoto let out a slight laugh as the man twirled her.
Something creaked in the small patch of trees behind them and the two stopped, Makoto pulling
away, an embarrassed blush rising on her face. Shinneri stepped toward the trees, but there was
no movement, no sound. He shrugged and turned back to Makoto. "We better hurry, the movie
starts in an hour."
Makoto, nodded, as he took his hand into her's, and they walked off down the park trail.
Minako finally breathed in a long sigh, her heart pounding in her ears, they had almost caught
her! She stepped out of the trees, and watched as the two headed toward the park entrance.
Growling she looked back at the trees, and the small white cat that had just stepped out of the
hiding place. "I'm going to kill you!" She hissed.
The cat meowed innocently at her, intelligent amusement playing in the small animal's eyes. It
meowed again and ran toward the entrance.
"Tell me!" Micheru screamed, finally gathering enough of her will to step out from Setsuna.
"Haruka, if you love me then tell me!"
She could see her loves dark eyes widen the threat she had giving must have been so oblivious
even to Haruka, but it didn't give the reaction she wanted, her love's eyes soon grew cold again,
their dark pupils turning to ice. Haruka smiled at her and shook her head.
"Why are you trying to force me, Micheru?" She asked, her voice cold emotionless.
The forge iron in Micheru's soul shattered as she watched her loves defiance. Why? She thought
as she shrank back to Setsuna's side. Why are you doing this Haruka, you've never wanted power
before.
Setsuna gasped, and Micheru couldn't help but look up at the woman. Her eyes were wide with
shock, her mouth moving trying to find words. What was going on?
Micheru looked back at Haruka, but nothing seemed different about her love. A sharp wind picked
up around them, Micheru could feel its chill on her bones. Haruka only smiled and stood her
ground.
"You're still tainted!" Setsuna hissed, her staff appearing before her.
Haruka only nodded, and started toward them. Setsuna held up her staff in a warding motion, but
Haruka only pushed it aside. Her hand rested on Micheru's check and she couldn't help but lean
into it. "You to will soon feel it." She said softy, the warmth in her voice returning. "Our
powers were all that kept it back." She said her voice cold again, her attention drawn back to
Setsuna. "Galaxia's hold was too strong."
Micheru looked at her love, shock and fear driving her heart faster. What was she talking about?
Galaxia was defeated, the darkness in her purged how could it still be in them? Questions
surged through her mind so many questions, so many.
Darkness ate at the scene around her, soon all there was, was darkness. She could feel herself
falling into the black pits of the void, her scream silent, sucked from her before she could even
utter it.
Setsuna grabbed Micheru before she fell to the ground, her eyes never leaving Haruka. The
woman's eyes were narrowed; her mouth was curved into a feral smile. She never even moved to
help Micheru.
"Don't worry Setsuna." Haruka said, her cold emotionless voice wrapping around Setsuna. "I will
find the threat, and kill it." Haruka hand clutched into a fist as she spoke, and started to
walk off down the trail. "Don't worry." Her voice echoed to Setsuna. "Once the threat is
eliminated. The darkness in Micheru and myself will be pushed back again into only a tiny seed."
Setsuna feel to her knees, her mind surging with question her strength almost gone. She looked
down at the limp body of Micheru, her hand quaking as she ran her fingers down the girl's snowy
face. "I'm so sorry." She whispered as a circle of light appeared around them. "I should have
noticed so much sooner." The circle of light spread around them, rising to cover the two. As the
light disappeared neither was there.
Mamoru sat at his desk, his head resting in his hand. The book of western legends lay before him,
he studied the pages, trying to find what bothered him, he knew it was in there somewhere, he
knew this legend.
The doorbell rang, and slowly he pushed himself away from his desk, creaking his neck as he
stood. With a grunt of effort he willed his cramped legs to the door and opened it. A smile
spread across his face as he let the two girls in. Ami waited by the door, as Usagi casually
made her way over to the sofa. She turned and shook hr head. "Ami-chan!" She said a large
smile on her face. "Relax."
Mamoru nodded his agreement and rested his hand on his shoulder. "She's right Ami." He said,
his smile growing a little. "How am I supposed to relax around my favorite doctor if she won't
relax for me?"
A bright blush rose on Ami's face, and the girl nodded.
"And just what does that mean?" Usagi asked, her arms crossed around her. Mamoru couldn't help
but laugh at her attempt at intimidation.
"Nothing." He said shaking his head then looked over at Ami. "Just a promise. I'm going to be
Ami's first regular."
Usagi looked at him blankly. Ami laughed besides him. "We decided it awhile back." She said,
looking at Mamoru. "With how bad your cooking was, we figured it would be best to have me on
hand."
Usagi hissed at the girl and stalked out of the room. "I'll make tea." She growled from the
kitchen.
Mamoru shook his head; it was best not to leave her in the kitchen in a bad mood. "Make yourself
comfortable Ami." He said as he made his way to the Kitchen.
Ami watched as Mamoru disappeared into the kitchen, and shaking her head at the couple, walked to
his desk, she had always found his studies interesting, but what she found laying there was
such a surprise. She picked up the book on western legends, stopping at a few of the shorter
ones to glance. She had never taking Mamoru to be the type to read myths and legends. Then
again she read them herself, so why couldn't he?
A loud crash erupted from the kitchen, and Ami dropped the book, and hurried in.
Usagi leaned against the counter rubbing her head. A little to her left Mamoru was slowly
putting various pans back into a cabinet.
"I'm sorry, Mamo-chan!" Usagi whined. "I thought the tea was in that one."
Ami almost laughed when she saw the expression on his face, he looked like he wanted to throttle
the poor girl. Finally with a sigh he spoke. "It's the one over there." He said, pointing to a
cabinet on the other side of the kitchen.
Usagi pushed off the counter, and started to the cabinet, Mamoru looked at Ami and gave her
pleading look, nodding Ai stepped in front of Usagi. "Bad bump." She said, trying to sound, as
much like the doctor she wanted to be. "You go sit down Usagi-chan, I'll take care of the tea."
Usagi went to say something but raising her hand Ami spoke again, a smile playing her face.
"Doctor's orders."
Grumbling Usagi headed toward the living room.
"Thanks, I'm still paying the repairs from last time she used the kitchen." Mamoru said smiling.
Later Ami sat on the sofa, and looked over Usagi and Mamoru. Her smile faded a bit as she
remembered why they were here, she looked over at her bag, they had have t give him the papers
soon. With a silent prayer Ami looked over at Mamoru, meaning to start on the topic they had
been sent her for. "So why are you reading up on western legends?" Ami cursed her cowardice.
Mamoru looked away from Usagi. "I'm looking for something I read once." He said, he voice a
little grim.
Now that the conversation had been started, Ami wanted to know more. "What is it, I might be
able to help?"
Mamoru's gaze grew intense for a moment, as if he were judging her, then nodding his head as if a
verdict had been giving he spoke. "It's Hebrew, an old legend. But I haven't found anything
yet."
Ami glanced at the desk behind her then back at Mamoru, a smile growing on her face. "Well
that's because, Hebrew legend is not considered myth or legend." Ami said, as if it were common
knowledge. "It would most likely be found under theology."
Mamoru nodded. "Thanks, it helps a lot."
Ami smiled at him, and took in a deep breath. "Mamoru-kun." She said forcing all her will into
her voice. "We have brought something for you to look at."
She could see Usagi looking at her, Ami looked back and her friend nodded her approval. Ami
nodded back and continued. "This may be a lot to take Mamoru-kun." She said as she reached for
her bag and fished for the papers. Finding them, she handed them over to him.
In the last lights of the sun as even approached Mamoru sat in his chair and read over the
papers, his mouth hanging open as he read every line. "Oh my god."
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Rated: PG-13
Chapter Eleven:
Makoto stood facing the lake in park, a cool spring breeze washing over her, sending her released
hair swirling around her. She growled, as the thick brown hair tangled, she hated wearing it
down, but he loved it. With a sigh she stroked her fingers through the mess of hair hoping to
bring to some semblance of order, she would make do for him. Smiling she brought her hands away
from her hair and hugged her chest, remembering the night Usagi had been sent to the hospital,
and the date she had just came from when the call came.
A heel scuffed behind her and she began to turn, but arms wrapping around her waist stopped her.
The arms held her close to a warm body and she knew who it was, slowly she turned to look at the
tall bleached haired man that stood behind her, holding her in his arms. "Shinneri." She said,
half embarrassed by such a public display, but another part of her reveled in it, wanting to so
off, to so that she was more, then just a tomboy. Leaning up she brought her lips to his and
kissed him gently on the lips. "Your late." She whispered in mock annoyance.
Shinneri's dark eyes glinted with mischief. "You'll have to paunch me." He said sly and lifted
her in his arms.
Makoto let out a slight laugh as the man twirled her.
Something creaked in the small patch of trees behind them and the two stopped, Makoto pulling
away, an embarrassed blush rising on her face. Shinneri stepped toward the trees, but there was
no movement, no sound. He shrugged and turned back to Makoto. "We better hurry, the movie
starts in an hour."
Makoto, nodded, as he took his hand into her's, and they walked off down the park trail.
Minako finally breathed in a long sigh, her heart pounding in her ears, they had almost caught
her! She stepped out of the trees, and watched as the two headed toward the park entrance.
Growling she looked back at the trees, and the small white cat that had just stepped out of the
hiding place. "I'm going to kill you!" She hissed.
The cat meowed innocently at her, intelligent amusement playing in the small animal's eyes. It
meowed again and ran toward the entrance.
"Tell me!" Micheru screamed, finally gathering enough of her will to step out from Setsuna.
"Haruka, if you love me then tell me!"
She could see her loves dark eyes widen the threat she had giving must have been so oblivious
even to Haruka, but it didn't give the reaction she wanted, her love's eyes soon grew cold again,
their dark pupils turning to ice. Haruka smiled at her and shook her head.
"Why are you trying to force me, Micheru?" She asked, her voice cold emotionless.
The forge iron in Micheru's soul shattered as she watched her loves defiance. Why? She thought
as she shrank back to Setsuna's side. Why are you doing this Haruka, you've never wanted power
before.
Setsuna gasped, and Micheru couldn't help but look up at the woman. Her eyes were wide with
shock, her mouth moving trying to find words. What was going on?
Micheru looked back at Haruka, but nothing seemed different about her love. A sharp wind picked
up around them, Micheru could feel its chill on her bones. Haruka only smiled and stood her
ground.
"You're still tainted!" Setsuna hissed, her staff appearing before her.
Haruka only nodded, and started toward them. Setsuna held up her staff in a warding motion, but
Haruka only pushed it aside. Her hand rested on Micheru's check and she couldn't help but lean
into it. "You to will soon feel it." She said softy, the warmth in her voice returning. "Our
powers were all that kept it back." She said her voice cold again, her attention drawn back to
Setsuna. "Galaxia's hold was too strong."
Micheru looked at her love, shock and fear driving her heart faster. What was she talking about?
Galaxia was defeated, the darkness in her purged how could it still be in them? Questions
surged through her mind so many questions, so many.
Darkness ate at the scene around her, soon all there was, was darkness. She could feel herself
falling into the black pits of the void, her scream silent, sucked from her before she could even
utter it.
Setsuna grabbed Micheru before she fell to the ground, her eyes never leaving Haruka. The
woman's eyes were narrowed; her mouth was curved into a feral smile. She never even moved to
help Micheru.
"Don't worry Setsuna." Haruka said, her cold emotionless voice wrapping around Setsuna. "I will
find the threat, and kill it." Haruka hand clutched into a fist as she spoke, and started to
walk off down the trail. "Don't worry." Her voice echoed to Setsuna. "Once the threat is
eliminated. The darkness in Micheru and myself will be pushed back again into only a tiny seed."
Setsuna feel to her knees, her mind surging with question her strength almost gone. She looked
down at the limp body of Micheru, her hand quaking as she ran her fingers down the girl's snowy
face. "I'm so sorry." She whispered as a circle of light appeared around them. "I should have
noticed so much sooner." The circle of light spread around them, rising to cover the two. As the
light disappeared neither was there.
Mamoru sat at his desk, his head resting in his hand. The book of western legends lay before him,
he studied the pages, trying to find what bothered him, he knew it was in there somewhere, he
knew this legend.
The doorbell rang, and slowly he pushed himself away from his desk, creaking his neck as he
stood. With a grunt of effort he willed his cramped legs to the door and opened it. A smile
spread across his face as he let the two girls in. Ami waited by the door, as Usagi casually
made her way over to the sofa. She turned and shook hr head. "Ami-chan!" She said a large
smile on her face. "Relax."
Mamoru nodded his agreement and rested his hand on his shoulder. "She's right Ami." He said,
his smile growing a little. "How am I supposed to relax around my favorite doctor if she won't
relax for me?"
A bright blush rose on Ami's face, and the girl nodded.
"And just what does that mean?" Usagi asked, her arms crossed around her. Mamoru couldn't help
but laugh at her attempt at intimidation.
"Nothing." He said shaking his head then looked over at Ami. "Just a promise. I'm going to be
Ami's first regular."
Usagi looked at him blankly. Ami laughed besides him. "We decided it awhile back." She said,
looking at Mamoru. "With how bad your cooking was, we figured it would be best to have me on
hand."
Usagi hissed at the girl and stalked out of the room. "I'll make tea." She growled from the
kitchen.
Mamoru shook his head; it was best not to leave her in the kitchen in a bad mood. "Make yourself
comfortable Ami." He said as he made his way to the Kitchen.
Ami watched as Mamoru disappeared into the kitchen, and shaking her head at the couple, walked to
his desk, she had always found his studies interesting, but what she found laying there was
such a surprise. She picked up the book on western legends, stopping at a few of the shorter
ones to glance. She had never taking Mamoru to be the type to read myths and legends. Then
again she read them herself, so why couldn't he?
A loud crash erupted from the kitchen, and Ami dropped the book, and hurried in.
Usagi leaned against the counter rubbing her head. A little to her left Mamoru was slowly
putting various pans back into a cabinet.
"I'm sorry, Mamo-chan!" Usagi whined. "I thought the tea was in that one."
Ami almost laughed when she saw the expression on his face, he looked like he wanted to throttle
the poor girl. Finally with a sigh he spoke. "It's the one over there." He said, pointing to a
cabinet on the other side of the kitchen.
Usagi pushed off the counter, and started to the cabinet, Mamoru looked at Ami and gave her
pleading look, nodding Ai stepped in front of Usagi. "Bad bump." She said, trying to sound, as
much like the doctor she wanted to be. "You go sit down Usagi-chan, I'll take care of the tea."
Usagi went to say something but raising her hand Ami spoke again, a smile playing her face.
"Doctor's orders."
Grumbling Usagi headed toward the living room.
"Thanks, I'm still paying the repairs from last time she used the kitchen." Mamoru said smiling.
Later Ami sat on the sofa, and looked over Usagi and Mamoru. Her smile faded a bit as she
remembered why they were here, she looked over at her bag, they had have t give him the papers
soon. With a silent prayer Ami looked over at Mamoru, meaning to start on the topic they had
been sent her for. "So why are you reading up on western legends?" Ami cursed her cowardice.
Mamoru looked away from Usagi. "I'm looking for something I read once." He said, he voice a
little grim.
Now that the conversation had been started, Ami wanted to know more. "What is it, I might be
able to help?"
Mamoru's gaze grew intense for a moment, as if he were judging her, then nodding his head as if a
verdict had been giving he spoke. "It's Hebrew, an old legend. But I haven't found anything
yet."
Ami glanced at the desk behind her then back at Mamoru, a smile growing on her face. "Well
that's because, Hebrew legend is not considered myth or legend." Ami said, as if it were common
knowledge. "It would most likely be found under theology."
Mamoru nodded. "Thanks, it helps a lot."
Ami smiled at him, and took in a deep breath. "Mamoru-kun." She said forcing all her will into
her voice. "We have brought something for you to look at."
She could see Usagi looking at her, Ami looked back and her friend nodded her approval. Ami
nodded back and continued. "This may be a lot to take Mamoru-kun." She said as she reached for
her bag and fished for the papers. Finding them, she handed them over to him.
In the last lights of the sun as even approached Mamoru sat in his chair and read over the
papers, his mouth hanging open as he read every line. "Oh my god."