Sailor Moon
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Rated: PG-13
Chapter: Twenty-One:
Mamoru circled around the table slowly, his gray eyes cold, narrow, focused on the woman that
stood before him, arms bared and waiting. He stopped, only a foot away, and drew in a deep
breath. "Get out." He hissed through gritted teeth. "Now!"
The woman, Lillith's smile falls, her lips quivering as she looked upon him, her eyes clouding
with sorrow, their deep green begging, pleading. He will not yield, he stays his ground, keeps
his eyes cold and focused. "Love." She whispers, her voice shaking as much as the hand she was
moving toward his cheek. "Please."
His hand moves, slapping away hers sending her backwards. "I said leave."
Lillith stapes away from him holding her hand, looking at him fearfully. "Please, love."
"I am not your love." Mamoru says, his voice growing colder. "I do not know you. I have never
met you, I want nothing to do with you!"
Lillith stumbles again, her back hitting a wall, and for the first time Mamoru could see the
blonde laying on the floor. He looks back at Lillith excepting to see her full lips to be curled
into a feral smile. It was not, and for the first time he truly saw the fear in her face.
"Leave." He said, his voice was low soft, fear and sorrow evident in his voice.
Lillith bowed her head, her eyes never leaving his. "As you wish, love." She said her voice
shaking. Slowly she melted into the thin shadows of the wall.
Mamoru stood still, his eyes darting between the now bare wall and the unconscious girl on the
floor. Final he moved, and with, all the emotions that had been dammed broke free. "Usako!"
"Come to your wife." The voice, warm, sweet like honey.
Usagi stepped closer. What's happening? She thinks.
Light, bright, binding, encompasses her, she tries to scream but nothing comes out, her breath is
taking away, she can't breath.
Slowly the light fades to darkness, and darkness gives way to something more.
She turns and looks at her surroundings, her loves old apartment. Rain beats against the window,
she can here the hollowing of the wind. She turns again and looks out into the night, at the
carnage caused by the storm and steps closer to the window, her hand raised, reaching out to the
world outside of the glass.
Glass shatters, she screams. Something moves toward her, protecting her but can't. Her hair
burns with pain something unseen is pulling her.
She screams again, pain sharp precise, cutting into her. She tries to push it away but she can't
move, she paralyzed.
Again darkness comes and takes her, but the pain won't go away.
"Wife." The word follows her; it sounds so familiar, the voice so soft, so gentle, yet . . .
She lying down, her body covered in body soaked bandages. She knows this place, the hospital,
after the accident, but it wasn't an accident, someone did it to her.
"Wife." Again the word is whispered into her ear, so gentle and warm, yet something else.
Usagi struggles, her mind reeling, trying to coup, trying to find an answer, trying to deal with
the onslaught. She cries out for help, but none come, none will answer her question.
The door slowly opens, its creaking hinges like a pained moan. A blade of light strikes across
the room; breaking the hold of the darkness and for the first time she sees the deep green eyes
staring back at her.
The eyes move closer, and slowly as if parting with the shadows themselves, a tall slender woman
emerges, her pale skin a total contrast to the darkness around her, her hair a fiery touch,
waving in a wind that Usagi can not feel.
A hand, long, slender, soft runs down her face, caressing her skin. "Why does he love you?" The
woman asks. "Why does he love you and not me?" The hand moves away as the woman steps back, her
body shifting into the shadows.
The door slams shut, and again she is left alone in the darkness, her mind reeling, trying to
discover the answers to questions that hurt every part of her being.
"What's going on?" Chi screamed as she ran after her brother. "What happened to Usako?" She
stopped at the door to his room and watched in the dim light as he carefully placed his love in
the bed. "Mamoru, tell me what's going on?"
Her brother turned, and walked toward her, his shoulders raised, the look on his face making her
step back, suddenly afraid.
"I should be asking that of you." He said, his low, deep, deadly.
"What?" Chi said, backing further down the hall and stumbling into the living room. "Mamo-chan,
what?"
Her brother stepped out of the hall, his eyes scanning the room, fixing on the door. Chi turned
to see Usa still standing there holding her bags, the shock on her face evident.
"Leave." Her brother said, looking at the girl. "Come back later."
The girl nodded, and quickly ran off closing the as she went. Chi turned back to her brother,
looked at his eyes, and saw she was in for one hell of a fight.
Mamoru sighed, and his face relaxed. "Take a seat." He said, his voice soft and calm. "I'll go
get us some tea."
She floated silently in the darkness, she didn't care, it didn't matter to her if she was dead,
all that matter was that the man she loved had betrayed, had let her believe a lie.
Usagi stumbled, no longer floating. She fell to her, tears running down cheeks, hitting her hand
as they fall. She stands and walks. She has no idea were she is going; yet she goes.
A mist rises around her, thick, rolling. She continues to walk, pushing through the heavy mist.
"Please Usagi!" The voice comes from nowhere, but she knows the speaker, and slowly she turns
and the mist rolls away.
She stands on the Sato Bridge, the Senshi stand around her, all watching as one of their own
tries to stand a fails. Usagi steps forward, pushing by her friends; she knows the one kneeling
on the bridge. "Chi's a senshi?" She whispers as she steps closer.
Lighting breaks across the sky, and Usagi jumps back. She looks up, the sky is gone, all that
exist is clouds dark, and red swirling around them, centering on the bridge.
"Please Usako!" Chi cries again, snapping Usagi back to her.
She tries not to gasp as she sees herself emerge from the shadows of the bridge a sword, the
symbol of leadership to the senshi in her hands. She steps closer to Chi, a smile on her face,
the sword rises, and falls. She laughs as the body of her friend falls limply to the ground her
head, rolling toward Usagi.
She's frozen, the head hits of her shoes and rolls back. Usagi Kneels down and takes the head
into her arms, cradling it in her chest.
She looks back at her shadow self, the one born of the dream, and sees her standing licking the
blood from sword and hand a like.
A scream, like that of a primal animal pierces the night.
Both Usagi's turn, to see their love standing, sword drawn, his face a mask of agony. The shadow
Usagi steps closer to him, sword still drawn, her lips curled into a feral smile. "Come to me."
She whispers.
Mamoru obeys, sword raised he runs to her, his scream that of a man in anguish. Swords, meet,
but the Usagi's shadow self is no match, and in the second before his sword pierces her stomach
there comes a realization of her deeds, and her eyes well with tears. "I'm sorry." She whispers
as the sword drives into her and she falls lifeless into her love.
The ground around them quakes, the waves grow and become violent, the night sky is made like day
by a fury of thunder and lighting. The end had come.
Laughter, light, feminine rolls in the winds, as long slender arms move behind Mamoru, wrapping
around him. Fiery red hair plays in the night as a figure emerges from the shadows, and fully
embraces him.
Usagi tries to scream but something holds her. She watches helpless as her love reaches down and
kisses the woman.
The world around them shakes, the rumble of moving earth can be heard right before a silence
takes everything. Usagi look's out into the bay and can see why. It was truly the end.
Mamoru slowly placed Chi's tea in front of her then sat down. "Now." He said. "Tell me what
this is all about."
Chi sipped at the tea, her eyes looking at everything but him. "I - I don't know what you're
talking about." She said, her voice shaking.
"Damn it Chi!" Mamoru yelled slamming his mug on the coffee table. "I know, now more then ever
it was you who fought Lillith in that alleyway."
Chi slowly put her cup back on the table and folded her hands. "I came to Tokyo two months ago."
She said, looking at her folded hands. "When I found out you where here!" She looked up, her
eyes were cloudily, she looked like was about to cry. "When - When I found out about you I
followed you, watched over you. I wanted to protect you."
Mamoru sighed and nodded. "Then you know nothing about the woman in the alley."
Chi shook her head. "Only what I heard and saw." A weak smile crossed Chi face. "If you ask me
she needed to be a bit more forward. She talked way to much."
Mamoru choked on the tea he was drinking. "Wh - What?"
Chi's smile grew. "Got ya."
Mamoru smiled and shook his head. "Can you ever be serious?"
"Nope."
"Great." Mamoru said as he stood and walked to the balcony doors, and looked out at the night
sky. "You're a senshi then?" He said softly, and looked back to see his sister standing only
feet away. She nodded. "Do - Do you know of the others."
Chi stepped around him and placed her hand on the window. "I only knew of Usagi when I first
came, but I think I know who the rest are now." She turned back and looked at her brother.
"It's really very funny, in my old life, before I came to Tokyo I would have given anything for a
close friend, but now. . ." Her voice trailed off and she looked back out the window.
Mamoru stepped closer and wrapped his arm around her. "What's troubling you?"
Chi looked up at him and opened her mouth to answer, but never got the chance, a terrible shriek
rocked the room.
Mamoru turned away from his sister. "Usagi!" He screamed and ran for his room.
"Reflections of a Red Rose"
By: NeoMoon
Rated: PG-13
Chapter: Twenty-One:
Mamoru circled around the table slowly, his gray eyes cold, narrow, focused on the woman that
stood before him, arms bared and waiting. He stopped, only a foot away, and drew in a deep
breath. "Get out." He hissed through gritted teeth. "Now!"
The woman, Lillith's smile falls, her lips quivering as she looked upon him, her eyes clouding
with sorrow, their deep green begging, pleading. He will not yield, he stays his ground, keeps
his eyes cold and focused. "Love." She whispers, her voice shaking as much as the hand she was
moving toward his cheek. "Please."
His hand moves, slapping away hers sending her backwards. "I said leave."
Lillith stapes away from him holding her hand, looking at him fearfully. "Please, love."
"I am not your love." Mamoru says, his voice growing colder. "I do not know you. I have never
met you, I want nothing to do with you!"
Lillith stumbles again, her back hitting a wall, and for the first time Mamoru could see the
blonde laying on the floor. He looks back at Lillith excepting to see her full lips to be curled
into a feral smile. It was not, and for the first time he truly saw the fear in her face.
"Leave." He said, his voice was low soft, fear and sorrow evident in his voice.
Lillith bowed her head, her eyes never leaving his. "As you wish, love." She said her voice
shaking. Slowly she melted into the thin shadows of the wall.
Mamoru stood still, his eyes darting between the now bare wall and the unconscious girl on the
floor. Final he moved, and with, all the emotions that had been dammed broke free. "Usako!"
"Come to your wife." The voice, warm, sweet like honey.
Usagi stepped closer. What's happening? She thinks.
Light, bright, binding, encompasses her, she tries to scream but nothing comes out, her breath is
taking away, she can't breath.
Slowly the light fades to darkness, and darkness gives way to something more.
She turns and looks at her surroundings, her loves old apartment. Rain beats against the window,
she can here the hollowing of the wind. She turns again and looks out into the night, at the
carnage caused by the storm and steps closer to the window, her hand raised, reaching out to the
world outside of the glass.
Glass shatters, she screams. Something moves toward her, protecting her but can't. Her hair
burns with pain something unseen is pulling her.
She screams again, pain sharp precise, cutting into her. She tries to push it away but she can't
move, she paralyzed.
Again darkness comes and takes her, but the pain won't go away.
"Wife." The word follows her; it sounds so familiar, the voice so soft, so gentle, yet . . .
She lying down, her body covered in body soaked bandages. She knows this place, the hospital,
after the accident, but it wasn't an accident, someone did it to her.
"Wife." Again the word is whispered into her ear, so gentle and warm, yet something else.
Usagi struggles, her mind reeling, trying to coup, trying to find an answer, trying to deal with
the onslaught. She cries out for help, but none come, none will answer her question.
The door slowly opens, its creaking hinges like a pained moan. A blade of light strikes across
the room; breaking the hold of the darkness and for the first time she sees the deep green eyes
staring back at her.
The eyes move closer, and slowly as if parting with the shadows themselves, a tall slender woman
emerges, her pale skin a total contrast to the darkness around her, her hair a fiery touch,
waving in a wind that Usagi can not feel.
A hand, long, slender, soft runs down her face, caressing her skin. "Why does he love you?" The
woman asks. "Why does he love you and not me?" The hand moves away as the woman steps back, her
body shifting into the shadows.
The door slams shut, and again she is left alone in the darkness, her mind reeling, trying to
discover the answers to questions that hurt every part of her being.
"What's going on?" Chi screamed as she ran after her brother. "What happened to Usako?" She
stopped at the door to his room and watched in the dim light as he carefully placed his love in
the bed. "Mamoru, tell me what's going on?"
Her brother turned, and walked toward her, his shoulders raised, the look on his face making her
step back, suddenly afraid.
"I should be asking that of you." He said, his low, deep, deadly.
"What?" Chi said, backing further down the hall and stumbling into the living room. "Mamo-chan,
what?"
Her brother stepped out of the hall, his eyes scanning the room, fixing on the door. Chi turned
to see Usa still standing there holding her bags, the shock on her face evident.
"Leave." Her brother said, looking at the girl. "Come back later."
The girl nodded, and quickly ran off closing the as she went. Chi turned back to her brother,
looked at his eyes, and saw she was in for one hell of a fight.
Mamoru sighed, and his face relaxed. "Take a seat." He said, his voice soft and calm. "I'll go
get us some tea."
She floated silently in the darkness, she didn't care, it didn't matter to her if she was dead,
all that matter was that the man she loved had betrayed, had let her believe a lie.
Usagi stumbled, no longer floating. She fell to her, tears running down cheeks, hitting her hand
as they fall. She stands and walks. She has no idea were she is going; yet she goes.
A mist rises around her, thick, rolling. She continues to walk, pushing through the heavy mist.
"Please Usagi!" The voice comes from nowhere, but she knows the speaker, and slowly she turns
and the mist rolls away.
She stands on the Sato Bridge, the Senshi stand around her, all watching as one of their own
tries to stand a fails. Usagi steps forward, pushing by her friends; she knows the one kneeling
on the bridge. "Chi's a senshi?" She whispers as she steps closer.
Lighting breaks across the sky, and Usagi jumps back. She looks up, the sky is gone, all that
exist is clouds dark, and red swirling around them, centering on the bridge.
"Please Usako!" Chi cries again, snapping Usagi back to her.
She tries not to gasp as she sees herself emerge from the shadows of the bridge a sword, the
symbol of leadership to the senshi in her hands. She steps closer to Chi, a smile on her face,
the sword rises, and falls. She laughs as the body of her friend falls limply to the ground her
head, rolling toward Usagi.
She's frozen, the head hits of her shoes and rolls back. Usagi Kneels down and takes the head
into her arms, cradling it in her chest.
She looks back at her shadow self, the one born of the dream, and sees her standing licking the
blood from sword and hand a like.
A scream, like that of a primal animal pierces the night.
Both Usagi's turn, to see their love standing, sword drawn, his face a mask of agony. The shadow
Usagi steps closer to him, sword still drawn, her lips curled into a feral smile. "Come to me."
She whispers.
Mamoru obeys, sword raised he runs to her, his scream that of a man in anguish. Swords, meet,
but the Usagi's shadow self is no match, and in the second before his sword pierces her stomach
there comes a realization of her deeds, and her eyes well with tears. "I'm sorry." She whispers
as the sword drives into her and she falls lifeless into her love.
The ground around them quakes, the waves grow and become violent, the night sky is made like day
by a fury of thunder and lighting. The end had come.
Laughter, light, feminine rolls in the winds, as long slender arms move behind Mamoru, wrapping
around him. Fiery red hair plays in the night as a figure emerges from the shadows, and fully
embraces him.
Usagi tries to scream but something holds her. She watches helpless as her love reaches down and
kisses the woman.
The world around them shakes, the rumble of moving earth can be heard right before a silence
takes everything. Usagi look's out into the bay and can see why. It was truly the end.
Mamoru slowly placed Chi's tea in front of her then sat down. "Now." He said. "Tell me what
this is all about."
Chi sipped at the tea, her eyes looking at everything but him. "I - I don't know what you're
talking about." She said, her voice shaking.
"Damn it Chi!" Mamoru yelled slamming his mug on the coffee table. "I know, now more then ever
it was you who fought Lillith in that alleyway."
Chi slowly put her cup back on the table and folded her hands. "I came to Tokyo two months ago."
She said, looking at her folded hands. "When I found out you where here!" She looked up, her
eyes were cloudily, she looked like was about to cry. "When - When I found out about you I
followed you, watched over you. I wanted to protect you."
Mamoru sighed and nodded. "Then you know nothing about the woman in the alley."
Chi shook her head. "Only what I heard and saw." A weak smile crossed Chi face. "If you ask me
she needed to be a bit more forward. She talked way to much."
Mamoru choked on the tea he was drinking. "Wh - What?"
Chi's smile grew. "Got ya."
Mamoru smiled and shook his head. "Can you ever be serious?"
"Nope."
"Great." Mamoru said as he stood and walked to the balcony doors, and looked out at the night
sky. "You're a senshi then?" He said softly, and looked back to see his sister standing only
feet away. She nodded. "Do - Do you know of the others."
Chi stepped around him and placed her hand on the window. "I only knew of Usagi when I first
came, but I think I know who the rest are now." She turned back and looked at her brother.
"It's really very funny, in my old life, before I came to Tokyo I would have given anything for a
close friend, but now. . ." Her voice trailed off and she looked back out the window.
Mamoru stepped closer and wrapped his arm around her. "What's troubling you?"
Chi looked up at him and opened her mouth to answer, but never got the chance, a terrible shriek
rocked the room.
Mamoru turned away from his sister. "Usagi!" He screamed and ran for his room.