Return To The Past: Mamoru's Journey
Chapter 7 - Questions Without Answers
Author's Notes: Hey everyone!! Sorry, it took me so long to update. I've had a major writers block, but I'm slowly getting over it. Thanks to those of you who've stuck with me and those who encouraged me to continue writing. I hope you enjoy Chapter 7 of Mamoru's Journey, and I'll try to make Chapter 8 a little longer. OK? Once again, Ideas are welcomed and encourage. Also, remember to REVIEW!!! Let's try for say . . . 3 or 4 reviews on this chapter. Please?? Thanks a million. Ja' ne!! ^_^
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After traveling through a long maze of corridors in which Mamoru was certain he'd never find his way out of, Ariel stopped in front of a door. "This will be your room during your stay, Mamoru-san." She replied sweetly. "Proper clothing is provided for you in the closet." Mamoru nodded quietly opening the door. By this time, he wanted nothing more than to crawl in bed and sleep away the confusing emotions swarming through him. "Oh, and don't worry about your little sister. I'm putting her in the room right next to yours." Again, he only nodded before going into the room and shutting the door behind him.
Starring at the closed door, Elizabeth silently began to wonder if maybe this hadn't been such a good idea. "He looked totally beat. I hope he's alright." Shaking her head, she turned following Ariel to her own room. She could only hope everything turned out all right in the end.
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The interior of the room was painted beige with rose-colored trimmings and the furniture was all made with a Cherry finish. Every piece was carefully and intricately decorated. A king sized bed was centered on the far wall with an upholstered bench against the end acting as a seat. The nightstand sitting to the left of it held a small black box that looked like a speaker of some sort and a curious-looking lamp with no plug in, no place for batteries, and a sphere of energy where the light bulb should have been.
A chest-of-drawers sat on the far left wall next to a pair of closet doors, and a dresser with mirrors stood close-by on the same wall the door to hallway was on. In the right corner of the room, there was a large cushioned chair, which sat on a red rug that stretched from the far side of the room all the way to the doorway Mamoru was now standing at. From the chair, one could out on of the two windows on either side of the bed.
"Wow." Mamoru thought impressed. "If the guest rooms are this nice, I wonder what my room was like when I was the Prince?" Not even bothering to turn on the light, Mamoru made his way over to the cushioned chair letting himself fall back into it. A yawn escaped his lips. Leaning back, Mamoru shut his eyes pushing all thought from his mind.
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*Knock. Knock. Knock* Mamoru forced his eyes open. "Who is it?" He called out.
A paused ensued on the other side of the door. "It's Elizabeth. Can I come in?"
"NO."
"Please, Mamoru - san. We really need to talk." Elizabeth pleaded. "At least let me try to explain, Onii-sama."
Mamoru groaned running his hand roughly through his thick black hair. At a minimum, it would be helpful to learn more about the one who had gotten him into this mess. "It's unlocked." He listened to the turning of the knob and the sound of the door as it swung open and creaked back closed again. "And quit calling me, Onii-sama."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Some things never change. He's still a pain in the ass when he's stressed out. "Fine, Mamoru-san." She bit back at him. You don't have to be such a grouch. Making her way across the room, she 'delicately' plopped herself down upon the bed causing it to bounce. He glared at her. She sighed with frustration. "Oh, give it rest ENDYMION." She snapped putting emphasis on his royal name. "You're the one who wished to see your family again. I was simply giving you what you asked for."
"I didn't ASK to end up in the dungeon." Mamoru snapped. "Where were you then?"
"None of Your Business." She snapped back. "I didn't know they were going to be in the garden right then. It was supposed to be empty." Elizabeth stopped taking a deep breath to calm herself. Losing her temper was only going to make things worse, she realized. "You really don't remember them do you?"
"Nani?"
Her voice became very quiet. "Your family. King Sol Endymion, Queen Terra, Prince Terrance, David, Terry . . . They're not just another group of royals, Mamoru. They're family - YOUR family." Mamoru turned away from her shifting his gaze out the window. The sun was getting ready to set, and the light was slowly leaving.
Elizabeth paused as a stray thought hit the back of her mind. "This wasn't the family you wished for was it? You were talking about your 20th century family." Mamoru didn't answer. Elizabeth breathed in deeper as pain and anger grew inside her. "You don't miss them at all?" She asked desperately.
"I never really thought about it." He answered her distantly.
"Then, what DID you think about, Mamoru?!" She practically screamed rising to her feet. Mamoru turned starring at her in shock. "Oh, wait. DON"T tell me. Serenity - right? You know Mamoru; there were other people in your life besides her. SHE'S NOT YOUR FAMILY!!"
"Neither are you." Mamoru pointed out without thinking.
Elizabeth raged inside. "Your right." She replied steadier than she felt. "You're not my brother." Turning, she silently made her way towards the door. "I can't believe you don't even miss them." She muttered more to herself than anyone else.
"How can I miss someone I can't remember?"
"I don't know Mamoru." Elizabeth replied stopping halfway to the door. "You sure seem to miss your 20th century parents a lot. You don't remember them."
"Yeah, well . . ." That was true. He had very limited memories of them. So, what made different from his past parents? "I don't remember them, but I know who they are. I don't know anything about the King and the others."
Elizabeth turned to look at him. "Do you want to know them?" Mamoru paused not knowing what to say. A bazillion thoughts were pushing at the back of his mind, and he wasn't ready to face them. Elizabeth looked down at the floor. "Do you want me to take you home?"
He paused again. "No." She looked up a ray of hope shimmering in her ice- blue eyes. "As long as we're here, maybe I'll learn something about at least one of my families."
"It's worth a try." Elizabeth encouraged.
"By the way, who are you?"
Elizabeth giggled. "If you have to ask, you'll never know." She replied mysteriously. She was rewarded with a strange look. "Dinner is being served in an hour. You might want to start getting ready now. We've been invited to eat with King Endymion and the court." With that said, she continued across the room, opened the door, and shut it back behind her. "Good Luck." She giggled.
"Good Luck? What's that suppose to mean?" He thought. Forcing himself onto his feet, Mamoru made his way over to the closet opening the double doors as wide as they were willing to go. What he found beyond the doors perplexed him to no end. What was he supposed to do with that?!
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Chapter 7 - Questions Without Answers
Author's Notes: Hey everyone!! Sorry, it took me so long to update. I've had a major writers block, but I'm slowly getting over it. Thanks to those of you who've stuck with me and those who encouraged me to continue writing. I hope you enjoy Chapter 7 of Mamoru's Journey, and I'll try to make Chapter 8 a little longer. OK? Once again, Ideas are welcomed and encourage. Also, remember to REVIEW!!! Let's try for say . . . 3 or 4 reviews on this chapter. Please?? Thanks a million. Ja' ne!! ^_^
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After traveling through a long maze of corridors in which Mamoru was certain he'd never find his way out of, Ariel stopped in front of a door. "This will be your room during your stay, Mamoru-san." She replied sweetly. "Proper clothing is provided for you in the closet." Mamoru nodded quietly opening the door. By this time, he wanted nothing more than to crawl in bed and sleep away the confusing emotions swarming through him. "Oh, and don't worry about your little sister. I'm putting her in the room right next to yours." Again, he only nodded before going into the room and shutting the door behind him.
Starring at the closed door, Elizabeth silently began to wonder if maybe this hadn't been such a good idea. "He looked totally beat. I hope he's alright." Shaking her head, she turned following Ariel to her own room. She could only hope everything turned out all right in the end.
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The interior of the room was painted beige with rose-colored trimmings and the furniture was all made with a Cherry finish. Every piece was carefully and intricately decorated. A king sized bed was centered on the far wall with an upholstered bench against the end acting as a seat. The nightstand sitting to the left of it held a small black box that looked like a speaker of some sort and a curious-looking lamp with no plug in, no place for batteries, and a sphere of energy where the light bulb should have been.
A chest-of-drawers sat on the far left wall next to a pair of closet doors, and a dresser with mirrors stood close-by on the same wall the door to hallway was on. In the right corner of the room, there was a large cushioned chair, which sat on a red rug that stretched from the far side of the room all the way to the doorway Mamoru was now standing at. From the chair, one could out on of the two windows on either side of the bed.
"Wow." Mamoru thought impressed. "If the guest rooms are this nice, I wonder what my room was like when I was the Prince?" Not even bothering to turn on the light, Mamoru made his way over to the cushioned chair letting himself fall back into it. A yawn escaped his lips. Leaning back, Mamoru shut his eyes pushing all thought from his mind.
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*Knock. Knock. Knock* Mamoru forced his eyes open. "Who is it?" He called out.
A paused ensued on the other side of the door. "It's Elizabeth. Can I come in?"
"NO."
"Please, Mamoru - san. We really need to talk." Elizabeth pleaded. "At least let me try to explain, Onii-sama."
Mamoru groaned running his hand roughly through his thick black hair. At a minimum, it would be helpful to learn more about the one who had gotten him into this mess. "It's unlocked." He listened to the turning of the knob and the sound of the door as it swung open and creaked back closed again. "And quit calling me, Onii-sama."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Some things never change. He's still a pain in the ass when he's stressed out. "Fine, Mamoru-san." She bit back at him. You don't have to be such a grouch. Making her way across the room, she 'delicately' plopped herself down upon the bed causing it to bounce. He glared at her. She sighed with frustration. "Oh, give it rest ENDYMION." She snapped putting emphasis on his royal name. "You're the one who wished to see your family again. I was simply giving you what you asked for."
"I didn't ASK to end up in the dungeon." Mamoru snapped. "Where were you then?"
"None of Your Business." She snapped back. "I didn't know they were going to be in the garden right then. It was supposed to be empty." Elizabeth stopped taking a deep breath to calm herself. Losing her temper was only going to make things worse, she realized. "You really don't remember them do you?"
"Nani?"
Her voice became very quiet. "Your family. King Sol Endymion, Queen Terra, Prince Terrance, David, Terry . . . They're not just another group of royals, Mamoru. They're family - YOUR family." Mamoru turned away from her shifting his gaze out the window. The sun was getting ready to set, and the light was slowly leaving.
Elizabeth paused as a stray thought hit the back of her mind. "This wasn't the family you wished for was it? You were talking about your 20th century family." Mamoru didn't answer. Elizabeth breathed in deeper as pain and anger grew inside her. "You don't miss them at all?" She asked desperately.
"I never really thought about it." He answered her distantly.
"Then, what DID you think about, Mamoru?!" She practically screamed rising to her feet. Mamoru turned starring at her in shock. "Oh, wait. DON"T tell me. Serenity - right? You know Mamoru; there were other people in your life besides her. SHE'S NOT YOUR FAMILY!!"
"Neither are you." Mamoru pointed out without thinking.
Elizabeth raged inside. "Your right." She replied steadier than she felt. "You're not my brother." Turning, she silently made her way towards the door. "I can't believe you don't even miss them." She muttered more to herself than anyone else.
"How can I miss someone I can't remember?"
"I don't know Mamoru." Elizabeth replied stopping halfway to the door. "You sure seem to miss your 20th century parents a lot. You don't remember them."
"Yeah, well . . ." That was true. He had very limited memories of them. So, what made different from his past parents? "I don't remember them, but I know who they are. I don't know anything about the King and the others."
Elizabeth turned to look at him. "Do you want to know them?" Mamoru paused not knowing what to say. A bazillion thoughts were pushing at the back of his mind, and he wasn't ready to face them. Elizabeth looked down at the floor. "Do you want me to take you home?"
He paused again. "No." She looked up a ray of hope shimmering in her ice- blue eyes. "As long as we're here, maybe I'll learn something about at least one of my families."
"It's worth a try." Elizabeth encouraged.
"By the way, who are you?"
Elizabeth giggled. "If you have to ask, you'll never know." She replied mysteriously. She was rewarded with a strange look. "Dinner is being served in an hour. You might want to start getting ready now. We've been invited to eat with King Endymion and the court." With that said, she continued across the room, opened the door, and shut it back behind her. "Good Luck." She giggled.
"Good Luck? What's that suppose to mean?" He thought. Forcing himself onto his feet, Mamoru made his way over to the closet opening the double doors as wide as they were willing to go. What he found beyond the doors perplexed him to no end. What was he supposed to do with that?!
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