I do not own Sailor Moon.
Sorry it took me so long to update. It looks like I'm back. I'm having a
small contest on this. Who ever the first person to guess who the 'badguy'
is gets a small part in this story. Happy reading. This may come to an end
soon.
Love, KS
I felt lifeless, floating... Nothing seemed real to me. I couldn't feel my limbs as they floated lifelessly in the abyss. So many images and colors... too far apart to bring together. But it was so beautiful. I felt... safe.
"Serena..."
'What is that?' I could feel my eyes opening; I thought they were all ready open. The brightness of the lights around me burned so much I had to blink. My arm moved shadowing the brightness from my eyes. The room started to clear up a bit until I realized I was in one of the guest bedroom's at the temple still the only people in the room were Darien, Raye's grandfather and some very strange man with graying black hair and soft brown eyes being in his late fifties. My lips curled into a smile taking an instant liking to him.
"Is she going to be okay?" Darien spoke softly seemingly worried. I guess I would be too if I'd lost people in my life before...what am I saying? I did lose somebody.... I lost my whole world.
"She'll be fine. It's just a little fainting spell. A bit of rest and a – Well hello there. I'm Doctor Brian." The man said as soon as he saw I was awake. My tongue made a soft dash over my lips wetting them softly. I gazed up at the doctor as he motioned for Darien and Grandpa to leave the room. Both frowning for a moment then leaving. With the soft 'shum' of the door sliding closed and the click of it latching securely the Doctor looked to me.
"Well little one. You've got some nasty bruises... Mind telling me how you got them?" He spoke spoftly, his eyes soft and gray. If I had been older I'd probably have fallen in love with the looks of this man alone. A sad smile was on his lips as he moved his hand comforting over my forehead pushing the blonde locks... 'Blonde? Great the pen wore off...' I sighed as she turned my head away from him and shook it no.
"That's all right honey, I all ready know." My head turned sharply towards him, my mouth ajar. "Serena, that is your name yes? Well Serena, I am a doctor what else would you expect from me?" He offered a comforting smile at my shrug and lazily crossed his legs over one another. "Is there anyone I should call? Any parents that might be missing you?" I lowered my eyes to push out the burning sensation of the tears that wanted to fall and nodded.
"I want my mom." He blinked as if not expecting that answer and nodded his head lightly, he stood and slid open the door, Darien and Raye quickly slipping inside the room. Their eyes both flooded with tears of hurt and betrayal.
"Serena..." Raye started.
"Oh Raye, don't, not right now. "I sighed softly turning my head away from the duo.
"Don't 'Oh Raye' me. Serena, you told us you were dead! And you lied! You... You lied!" I shrugged my shoulders, I wasn't the same person. I didn't need her acceptance anymore, I didn't want it either.
"Raye... enough... I don't want to talk about this, and I don't want to explain." I turned onto my back with a small groan; my head was starting to kill me. I lifted my hand over my eyes, rubbing my fingers against my temple trying to sooth myself. "Why can't you just leave me alone for once? I don't have to tell you everything or anyone else." I looked towards the wall, not being able to handle the tears I knew would come to her eyes. Or look at Darien after hearing his sharp intake of breath.
"Serena... what's happened to you!"
"I don't want to talk about it! I'm fine..." my voice began to crack slightly as I closed my eyes and started up once more, "I'M FINE! I'm the same stupid Meatball head, the same every happy Serena. The ditz, the klutz and the slut!" My hand slammed over my mouth, during my rant I had sat up. They both looked directly at me horror in their eyes. Tears spilt over my fingertips. My heart pounding in my ears.
"Serena what do you mean by-" Raye began but was soon cut off.
"Serena! Sweetheart!"
"Mom! ... Momma?" I looked between the two to only see my mother, still clad in her apron, shoving between Darien and Raye her arms encircled around my body and all I could do was cling to her and cry. Listening to everything she could say of how much she loved and missed me over and over again.
Dr. Brian entered the room and looked down between my mother and I. "Do you understand everything I've told you Mrs. Tsukino?" Without waiting for a response he continued, holding out a small business card. "She is a very good friend of mine, I hope you'll take Serena to her when she's ready. There is nothing physically wrong with you little one, and your Mom has my number if you ever need to talk. All right?" He smiled sincerely, the kind you could only read about, and bowed his head as soon as my mother took the card and left through the exit.
"Raye, Darien, thank you for taking care of my baby girl. I think it's time she came home for now." I could see as she smiled it was a little tight, her face paling as she glanced over the card, I stood and instantly her arm was around my shoulder. "Serena will talk to you another day." Without waiting their reply she guided me out of the room, keeping my head lowered. I couldn't look at their eyes, everyone was there. Even Molly. She guided me out of the temple towards our car. I looked out the window up the long stair's that lead to the shrine and pressed my hand against the glass, within moment's we were on our way home.
"God, I'm such a meatball head! How could I sleep in again!" I shouted, a semi-normal routine for me at least. Fastening my skirt of my school uniform darting down stairs as I went. My mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table when I got there both with sorrow filled expressions upon their faces as they both looked at me. "Where's Sammy?"
"He's at school sweetheart. Sit down we have something to tell you." Seeing no use to disobey my Mother's request I sat next to my father. His hand coming to rest over mine as he glanced to my mom for help. "Serena, we've pulled you out of school... you'll be starting home schooling. We've hired a wonderful teacher to help you." I opened my mouth to speak but she raised her hand to silence me. "Sweetie, please. You aren't... well... enough to go back. I know, physically you are. But please. Just for a little while a semester at most and you can go back." I looked between the two; there was no room for an argument.
"All right." I sighed softly and spent the next hour slowly eating the large breakfast, well small to me, but large enough to feed a small country. I was lost in a train of thought of what everyone was probably doing in school now. Mina was probably reading a comic; Amy was most likely taking enough notes to weigh ten pounds before class was over. Raye...
"Serena I want you to meet someone." I blinked setting down the muffin I was currently enjoying; I hadn't even heard this woman enter. She was pretty. Shoulder length auburn hair, green eyes, dressed in a blouse and a pair of slacks with a small brief case. "This is your new teacher, Miss Samara Samson. Miss Samson, Serena." She extended her hand to me and I shook it, she had honest features and a clean soul as far as I could see looking into her crystal green eyes.
"Pleased to meet you Serena, would you like to get started?" My mother left us to go into the kitchen and she took a seat next to me putting her brief case upon the table and pulling out a book labeled how to draw Manga.
"Drawing anime is a class?" I tilted my head to the side taking the book from her flipping through it.
"Well it is if you consider it 'Art' class." She giggled softly and I couldn't help but do it with her. It felt nice to loosen up a little. We spent the next few hours going over how to draw the characters from Tenchi Muyo over and over. By the time she had left at least four hours later, I was able to draw Ryoko's face and shoulders, and a very lopsided body where one arm was inches longer than the other. Along with a foot the size of a golf ball the other a pea. But not bad for a first lesson.
The next few weeks would pass the same; Samara as I now called her, knew how to make each subject fun. Like Gym, we would spend the afternoon learning dance steps to the latest MTV music videos. Or Math, it was even fun, especially with my new graphing calculator that came with the book that did everything for you. This was much better than school. I hadn't seen my friends in a long time; I spoke to them for a few minutes each time the called. But never told them what happened to me. And I didn't want them to know. Things were getting better, slowly but better. Darien even called and offered to take me out for a chocolate shake, but I declined for now.
I laughed as Samara hugged me goodbye, closing the door behind her. Leaving me with an assignment to find another song to dance to for P.E. that wasn't due until Monday. TGIF! Thank God It's Friday. The phone loudly started to ring, turning around I walked over to it and answered. "Hello, Tsukino residence."
"Serena?"
"Mol? Hey! How's it going Molly?"
"Oh Serena, well all miss you here. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to come over tomorrow or something. And you know, catch up?"
"Why not today silly? I'm free?"
"Oh! I have a date." She squealed and burst into a fit of giggles.
"That's great Molly, with who?"
"Oh you know, I can't resist those stupid attempts he keep's trying. I mean, he may be a total nerd, but hey. Why not? I'll be ahead of everyone else." My breath caught in my throat, my heart began to pound. "Anyway Serena, I gotta go. He'll be here soon! I can't believe he got the money to take me to that new French place. They make the weirdest stores out of that place. A Bakery, then a Salon... Now a French restaurant. Oh well! See ya tomorrow!" She hung up.
... ... ...
"Oh Molly... Please No..." I wasn't free after all, and I slammed the phone down and ran upstairs to grab my broach, with tears streaming down my cheeks.
Love, KS
I felt lifeless, floating... Nothing seemed real to me. I couldn't feel my limbs as they floated lifelessly in the abyss. So many images and colors... too far apart to bring together. But it was so beautiful. I felt... safe.
"Serena..."
'What is that?' I could feel my eyes opening; I thought they were all ready open. The brightness of the lights around me burned so much I had to blink. My arm moved shadowing the brightness from my eyes. The room started to clear up a bit until I realized I was in one of the guest bedroom's at the temple still the only people in the room were Darien, Raye's grandfather and some very strange man with graying black hair and soft brown eyes being in his late fifties. My lips curled into a smile taking an instant liking to him.
"Is she going to be okay?" Darien spoke softly seemingly worried. I guess I would be too if I'd lost people in my life before...what am I saying? I did lose somebody.... I lost my whole world.
"She'll be fine. It's just a little fainting spell. A bit of rest and a – Well hello there. I'm Doctor Brian." The man said as soon as he saw I was awake. My tongue made a soft dash over my lips wetting them softly. I gazed up at the doctor as he motioned for Darien and Grandpa to leave the room. Both frowning for a moment then leaving. With the soft 'shum' of the door sliding closed and the click of it latching securely the Doctor looked to me.
"Well little one. You've got some nasty bruises... Mind telling me how you got them?" He spoke spoftly, his eyes soft and gray. If I had been older I'd probably have fallen in love with the looks of this man alone. A sad smile was on his lips as he moved his hand comforting over my forehead pushing the blonde locks... 'Blonde? Great the pen wore off...' I sighed as she turned my head away from him and shook it no.
"That's all right honey, I all ready know." My head turned sharply towards him, my mouth ajar. "Serena, that is your name yes? Well Serena, I am a doctor what else would you expect from me?" He offered a comforting smile at my shrug and lazily crossed his legs over one another. "Is there anyone I should call? Any parents that might be missing you?" I lowered my eyes to push out the burning sensation of the tears that wanted to fall and nodded.
"I want my mom." He blinked as if not expecting that answer and nodded his head lightly, he stood and slid open the door, Darien and Raye quickly slipping inside the room. Their eyes both flooded with tears of hurt and betrayal.
"Serena..." Raye started.
"Oh Raye, don't, not right now. "I sighed softly turning my head away from the duo.
"Don't 'Oh Raye' me. Serena, you told us you were dead! And you lied! You... You lied!" I shrugged my shoulders, I wasn't the same person. I didn't need her acceptance anymore, I didn't want it either.
"Raye... enough... I don't want to talk about this, and I don't want to explain." I turned onto my back with a small groan; my head was starting to kill me. I lifted my hand over my eyes, rubbing my fingers against my temple trying to sooth myself. "Why can't you just leave me alone for once? I don't have to tell you everything or anyone else." I looked towards the wall, not being able to handle the tears I knew would come to her eyes. Or look at Darien after hearing his sharp intake of breath.
"Serena... what's happened to you!"
"I don't want to talk about it! I'm fine..." my voice began to crack slightly as I closed my eyes and started up once more, "I'M FINE! I'm the same stupid Meatball head, the same every happy Serena. The ditz, the klutz and the slut!" My hand slammed over my mouth, during my rant I had sat up. They both looked directly at me horror in their eyes. Tears spilt over my fingertips. My heart pounding in my ears.
"Serena what do you mean by-" Raye began but was soon cut off.
"Serena! Sweetheart!"
"Mom! ... Momma?" I looked between the two to only see my mother, still clad in her apron, shoving between Darien and Raye her arms encircled around my body and all I could do was cling to her and cry. Listening to everything she could say of how much she loved and missed me over and over again.
Dr. Brian entered the room and looked down between my mother and I. "Do you understand everything I've told you Mrs. Tsukino?" Without waiting for a response he continued, holding out a small business card. "She is a very good friend of mine, I hope you'll take Serena to her when she's ready. There is nothing physically wrong with you little one, and your Mom has my number if you ever need to talk. All right?" He smiled sincerely, the kind you could only read about, and bowed his head as soon as my mother took the card and left through the exit.
"Raye, Darien, thank you for taking care of my baby girl. I think it's time she came home for now." I could see as she smiled it was a little tight, her face paling as she glanced over the card, I stood and instantly her arm was around my shoulder. "Serena will talk to you another day." Without waiting their reply she guided me out of the room, keeping my head lowered. I couldn't look at their eyes, everyone was there. Even Molly. She guided me out of the temple towards our car. I looked out the window up the long stair's that lead to the shrine and pressed my hand against the glass, within moment's we were on our way home.
"God, I'm such a meatball head! How could I sleep in again!" I shouted, a semi-normal routine for me at least. Fastening my skirt of my school uniform darting down stairs as I went. My mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table when I got there both with sorrow filled expressions upon their faces as they both looked at me. "Where's Sammy?"
"He's at school sweetheart. Sit down we have something to tell you." Seeing no use to disobey my Mother's request I sat next to my father. His hand coming to rest over mine as he glanced to my mom for help. "Serena, we've pulled you out of school... you'll be starting home schooling. We've hired a wonderful teacher to help you." I opened my mouth to speak but she raised her hand to silence me. "Sweetie, please. You aren't... well... enough to go back. I know, physically you are. But please. Just for a little while a semester at most and you can go back." I looked between the two; there was no room for an argument.
"All right." I sighed softly and spent the next hour slowly eating the large breakfast, well small to me, but large enough to feed a small country. I was lost in a train of thought of what everyone was probably doing in school now. Mina was probably reading a comic; Amy was most likely taking enough notes to weigh ten pounds before class was over. Raye...
"Serena I want you to meet someone." I blinked setting down the muffin I was currently enjoying; I hadn't even heard this woman enter. She was pretty. Shoulder length auburn hair, green eyes, dressed in a blouse and a pair of slacks with a small brief case. "This is your new teacher, Miss Samara Samson. Miss Samson, Serena." She extended her hand to me and I shook it, she had honest features and a clean soul as far as I could see looking into her crystal green eyes.
"Pleased to meet you Serena, would you like to get started?" My mother left us to go into the kitchen and she took a seat next to me putting her brief case upon the table and pulling out a book labeled how to draw Manga.
"Drawing anime is a class?" I tilted my head to the side taking the book from her flipping through it.
"Well it is if you consider it 'Art' class." She giggled softly and I couldn't help but do it with her. It felt nice to loosen up a little. We spent the next few hours going over how to draw the characters from Tenchi Muyo over and over. By the time she had left at least four hours later, I was able to draw Ryoko's face and shoulders, and a very lopsided body where one arm was inches longer than the other. Along with a foot the size of a golf ball the other a pea. But not bad for a first lesson.
The next few weeks would pass the same; Samara as I now called her, knew how to make each subject fun. Like Gym, we would spend the afternoon learning dance steps to the latest MTV music videos. Or Math, it was even fun, especially with my new graphing calculator that came with the book that did everything for you. This was much better than school. I hadn't seen my friends in a long time; I spoke to them for a few minutes each time the called. But never told them what happened to me. And I didn't want them to know. Things were getting better, slowly but better. Darien even called and offered to take me out for a chocolate shake, but I declined for now.
I laughed as Samara hugged me goodbye, closing the door behind her. Leaving me with an assignment to find another song to dance to for P.E. that wasn't due until Monday. TGIF! Thank God It's Friday. The phone loudly started to ring, turning around I walked over to it and answered. "Hello, Tsukino residence."
"Serena?"
"Mol? Hey! How's it going Molly?"
"Oh Serena, well all miss you here. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to come over tomorrow or something. And you know, catch up?"
"Why not today silly? I'm free?"
"Oh! I have a date." She squealed and burst into a fit of giggles.
"That's great Molly, with who?"
"Oh you know, I can't resist those stupid attempts he keep's trying. I mean, he may be a total nerd, but hey. Why not? I'll be ahead of everyone else." My breath caught in my throat, my heart began to pound. "Anyway Serena, I gotta go. He'll be here soon! I can't believe he got the money to take me to that new French place. They make the weirdest stores out of that place. A Bakery, then a Salon... Now a French restaurant. Oh well! See ya tomorrow!" She hung up.
... ... ...
"Oh Molly... Please No..." I wasn't free after all, and I slammed the phone down and ran upstairs to grab my broach, with tears streaming down my cheeks.