1. Shit Plus a Fan...
By: Tsuki Doriimaa/Anime Redneck
8-13-04
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Who the bloody hell is that??
Proud of the fact it was kept to Inner Duo 'cause he didn't really wanna meet the double-fisted punch he'd get if it slipped outside of his mind... Duo sent a sensory glance towards his abuser. He'd recently been cursing out the ass around the girls and Usagi sortta wasn't taking too kindly towards it; Duo was trying like hell to keep it on the down low. Squinting into the darkness surrounding them, he could make out...
Not a fucking thing!
It was too shadowy, they weren't standing near any real light but for that of the moon, and it wasn't helping him see who the hell was speaking to them! Who else would know of these fights, huh? Who'd be able to see them anyway! According to Usagi, there was a Glimmer spell cast to their suits, making their forms appear as if just a colored blur; except to those of the owners willing - AKA - him and the guys could see them because they knew the truths (some of them) about the suit's owner.
Or something like that. He... hadn't been paying too much attention to the words coming out of their mouths... as to the bodies the suits covered... if ya know what I mean. '
Across the murky gray sea covering all land between the now civilian Senshi and the clearings tree line; swirling like anxious hands roaming over fine felt, loving the feel for such soft fabric, yet knowing there was something else to touch, to do, and not knowing which to do first. The misty gray fog seemed to bellow in around their ankles, it's soul purpose to conceal the voice's owner.
Who... Are... They?
Groan echoing through the now quite park, the tree limb supporting the hidden figure seeming to moan as deft fingers clenched into it's bark with rising ire, feet taking a more secure stance.
Who were these... these... vagabonds, daring to sit idle by and witness a Senshi fight. Neither real care nor daring threat gave attention to the fact these... ruffians had sat by while the Senshi had fought... as much as immediate attention was given to the proof that they had seen the fight! Much less it's attacks, the people using them and... a low growl came from the hidden figure.
...molesting her Hime!
No one should dare to know her Hime in such a familiar way... Who was this whip of a boy to assume such a piece of her Hime for himself? Who...
Shaking it's head quickly, throwing off the question of just whom tempted a blistering fate by embracing her Hime in such a way... It didn't matter who he was... Not when her blood sang it's protective song and her legs were moving before her mind caught up to what was currently happening.
Swishing sway of lithe tree arms scattered the night's calm air, the rustling of leaves while animals dared to move once more, covered the rapid movements of the voice's owner towards the gathered group. The move was swift, complimenting the owner's nature, the echo of skin on skin resounding throughout the clearing.
"Whoa..." There was two reasons this was all Duo had the intelligence to say. Besides the fact that Heero was currently laying on his ass rubbing his aching jaw, that was.
One, and the most important in his mind, was that none of them had even seen a figure moving before their ex-Wing comrade was glaring all the fires of Hades at the person that decked him solid. Number two; was the very simple... yet oh so confounding to believe... fact that said person to deck their beloved friend - was female!
Lady sounded like a dude! Duo thought grinning, eyes trained on his friend while Usagi helped him up, glaring much like Heero was at the moment. Interesting... he'd never seen the young lass use that type of glare before; usually they were always playing around when it came into existence... This time, the American knew Usagi meant business.
"She's pissed."
The conversational comment coming so close to him, had Duo glancing over at his sortta-kinda-really-hoping-to-be-girlfriend, with a quirked brow. "I know."
"No. I don't mean Usagi-chan... I'm talkin' about Haruka."
"Yeah" Minako nodded, summer eyes following Sailor Uranus' straightening motions, hands balled into fists still, "Only time we've seen her that mad was the last time Usagi died to save us."
Died?? Was the American's mental screech. Usagi had died?! When? Why? What the fuckin' hell people! How much didn't they know about that little Bunny yet? Everyone had their past, he wasn't stupid - but keeping that you've died before... wasn't that breaching the Keeping Secrets line a little bit?
"Don't touch her..." growling low, arms moving to automatically push the Tsuki no Hime behind her, Sailor Uranus' protective streak reared it's pretty little head when the guys made move to retrieve their friend from the seemingly crazy woman.
Reaching out carefully, trying to make the movement as non-threatening and obvious as possible, Wufei's tanned arm was quickly snapped back to his side when a low rumbled growl was directed at him and Heero, who tried after him, accompanied by the crazy's warning: "Don't you dare... touch her..."
Hey daddies hide your daughters,
'till the sun come back around...
o o o
"Holy shit a she-demon!" Were the first unproductive words to venture (quite loudly) from Duo's flapping lips. On yeah, he'd seen protective bastards - just look at Heero! - but this chic... He whistled mentally. She took it to a whole 'nother level!
Dude, those eyes I kid you not, could freeze Hell over and give ol' Uncle Hades a run for his money on A/C costs alone.
Usagi tried to walking forward, hoping to get in front of her sandy-blonde protector, to calm her down, seeing Haruka's face and knowing just how much the Senshi of Uranus had been pushed by the innocent hug and kiss. It was just a peck to the cheek for Kami's sake! And Haruka decked Heero to his ass for it!
It was so very, totally, uncalled for...
The Tsuki no Hime was not amused.
That wasn't being totally honest, I suppose. Usagi was currently working double-time to keep a grin from blooming upon her lush lips. Anyone outside of the ex-Gundam pilots, that could knock Heero Yuy on his ass, let alone catching him unawares, was good and deserved credit. The fact that Chang Wufei seemed to be fighting off a coronary from it being a woman made it all the harder not to giggle.
Leaning back into the loving arms behind him, knowing this was a fight not his own, Quatre's aqua eyes shined with an inner light that neither of the two group's companions could clearly discern. He was relaxed, almost to the point that Minako was hard pressed not to say he was enjoying this little... What did they call it again...?
. . . A 'pissing contest', was it? Something about how two males fought to mark they're territory and what was theirs... In this case it was the right to protect the one woman who had somehow come to mean the world to them all.
Serenity Usagi the IV: A young woman in her youth's prime to loose such a beautiful life free of cares and worries that her loving mother strived and sweated to maintain. Selenity cared for her little girl beyond normal bounds; though she never kept the young Princess sheltered from the evils that roamed the Universe. Serenity no Hime knew of the threats to their lovely peace, knew her life was always in harms way. Yet she had her loyal and caring friends to protect her, did she not? Serenity also knew a little bit about self-defense... not caring to fight, she insisted on only knowing enough to hold anyone off until her Senshi arrived.
Highly praised for her beauty and looks; eyes that twinkled of the brightest sapphire; smile belonging to that of her benevolent mother. She was praised and pampered, but there were soft murmurs of disdain from the courtiers because of her young antics, her apparent wild behavior when seen enjoying time with her friends. How was she supposed to enjoy what little free time she had? Playing the lute and singing softly of mighty victories and gale happenings, while stringing flowers together in a head wreath? Child's play!
Serenity ran with the best of them, tumbled around like a small boy rough housing, joked and acted her age while not in the courts. What point was it to be pomp and circumstance all the time... when one should be living their life to the fullest? This was Serenity's way, and she put a brave face to cover her aching heart.
She had wanted so very badly to prove she was strong and able like her mother, Selenity, to rule the kingdom after her dear mothers passing (blessed be it never came). Yet always she fell short of this goal in others eyes... sometimes, even her Queen Mother, had had enough of the childish antics and reprimanded her daughter to gentler ways.
Serenity Usagi the IV, died with the strongest of hopes, that in her next life should such a thing be granted her, she could prove her strong heart's worth as a worthy opponent in any field.
Tsukino Usagi: A girl of seventeen summers, whose had to struggle with everything life threw at her. Her parents expected so much of her as any parent would for their child. To see her grow, learning new things and putting to use that large muscle housed in her skull for better things. Yet Usagi was slow in learning, she wasn't stupid, far from it; she simply lacked the most effective way of being taught to where she understood. Thus, bringing home low grades, hearing the disappointment in her parents voice... the young jovial scorning from her brother, and the saddened looks her friends gave to her... Helped not in her self esteem, but she strived on with a smile and grin. She would grasp onto the right path soon . . . And she would make them proud of her.
Then come along one day years ago that the others and she, Usagi alone, had not known would ever come about.
The making of Sailor Moon - the Tsuki no Hime's protector and friend; the person solely possessed with the mission to find and safeguard the Imperial Silver Crystal until such time as the Tsuki no Hime was found.
Protesting beyond weeks of transforming into Sailor Moon, could still not undo what had been done. Tsukino Usagi was stuck being the Moon's protector, it's warrior, the receiver of its mystical powers and protector of the people of Earth. Sailor Moon tried and tried with all her heart, with each Senshi found, to do her best, to look over the unsightly parts of her new 'job', to see all the positive sides. She was protecting millions of people, keeping her family safe, her friends... but at what cost, her mind always whispered back?
Had she not struggled time and again, attempting to do a nothing short of her best to give these people a happy chance at life; only to have she and her friends parish doing the one thing they had always been doing? Fighting. They die, get reborn to the same situations, parents, and keep right on fighting; only to have it happen all over again.
The Senshi knew without a doubt that their Tsuki no Hime's heart was aching on the verge of shattering from they're consistent lives, never receiving a break from the fights. Tsuki no Hime was a pure soul, delicate, though determined to give her all in whatever she would do - she was simply not meant to be fighting, to kill, even a monster, a youkai... And because of it, her heart was breaking to see the never-ending path laid before them all.
It was then to say, surprising that they, the Sailor Senshi, were protecting and protesting leadership of the one person they had been on mission to search for - the Tsuki no Hime - to learn it was in actuality Sailor Moon; Tsukino Usagi - was an understatement. Yet as they're duty demanded, they did as bid: protect her to no end. Sadly however, in they're duties stating, said nothing of protecting the mind; for in they're many lives, much hardship of friendship has come. Many times has one or another Senshi turned their back on Usagi, whether it was known she was they're Hime or not, because of a misunderstanding or blunt disregard of her leadership abilities.
Hitherto, a heart might ache, the mind muddle with confusion of emotions, but by Selene, they're Tsuki no Hime had a heart as pure as the moon's silvery light and did all within her being to protect them, even at the cost of her own life.
It was a blessing then, almost a year ago now when the little bunny had run (quite laterally) into the Prussian eyed, Japanese heartthrob, Heero, taking a shine to him.
Among the Sailor Senshi designed to protect their Tsuki no Hime, her Inner Court - was decided that this young man, as unemotional as he attempted to be, was Heaven sent to help their charge counter the harsh life fighting created for her. Heero Yuy was Tsukino Usagi's warm safety cushion for the times when she felt her tryings fell short; when her heart just couldn't take anymore. Heero was there to wrap his loving arms around her, to take that burden off her shoulders and place it on his.
His love was a soothing balm to Usagi's wounded soul. For this, all the Senshi bowed low to him in respect, for none of their trying had yet to have such bright effects on their Hime's life, like his has.
Quatre smiled up into his lover's face feeling steel arms tighten around him, then turned back to watching what was unfolding around them. Who was this woman? Surely she was another protector of Usagi's, but which one was she again? Usagi hadn't really told them how many there were, only that the number exceeded the four around her at the moment.
It was surprising to say the least when in one instant his Japanese friend went from hugging his love to being on the ground rubbing a sore cheek; Usagi swifted away into the strange ladies (protective?) arms. Usagi though eyes amused as far as Quatre could see in such dim lighting, did not appear to be very happy with the situation. She twitched, head swerving from one side to the other to see around such a tall body blocking her view. Worry, the Arabian could feel, curled off her like light mist, scents of anxiousness for Heero and her friends tingling Quatre's sensitive mind.
Funny, it had never been that strong in reading peoples feelings before.
'Cause we all came here to party,
We came to come unwound...
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
o o o
Aw damnit! See? This was the kinda crap he had to put up with, with the people he hung out with! Every time they wanted to do something fun, disaster happened to hitch a ride with them - That was to say if it wasn't one Japanese or Chinese buddies doing, of course, you understand. As much as those sticks in the muds've come out of their shells, they still loved to play hell-to-make-have-fun-with.
They'd come here tonight to surprise the gals when the bright lights tipped them off that something was going on. Now, Duo wasn't normally the brightest of the group (don't get him wrong, he was smarter then all gave credit for, but he liked to keep it bottled up, let the others get them outta trouble, ya know?) but lately bright flashy lights came to be associated with the Sailor Senshi... Thus, would lead one to think that they're pretty gals were off and causing their own trouble this night.
Fine by him, but they could've said something before hand! Then they'd know to hang back on the appearing time, to give 'em a little more room to work with or something. Duo liked them all, but had no wantings to get dragged into a magical battle where his only weapons wouldn't do shit against that kinda enemy. No sir're.
Now there was some crazy chic hijacking and imprisoning they're cute Bunny. That just wouldn't do. Nope, not at all. Certainly not when he had went all out planning a night at The Melting Pot, then clubbing, then going to hang out at Denny's until Hades knew how late into the morning, before everyone was forced to go back to they're own homes and crash for however long it took them to wake back up again.
No, the American shook his lovely head, braid flying, This simply wouldn't do. The night seemed to be well on it's way to being shot anyhow, now they had to put up with some crazy broad - wasn't that one of her protector people? - keeping Bunny from them. Not only was his buddies trigger finger twitching, but Bunny's right brow was starting to do that freaky, twitching, 'I'm-about-to-let-out-an-unholy-fury-you-won't-like-if-someone-doesn't-pay-attention-to-me', look.
"Hey!" Duo shouted, getting sharp, half-mast eyes twitching at the calling, "Let our Bunny go!"
Right. Not on your life you little punk.
"No." Was it just Wufei, or did that onna yet again - growl? Perhaps Maxwell was correct; she is indeed, a she-demon - a protective she-demon. Wufei's teachings and respect for someone that would go to such lengths to protect something worth having, would not allow him to feel angered towards the onna's taking of their friend; had she indeed seen them as a threat, that is.
"No...?"
I'm sorry... Duo shook his head looking from one person to the other and back again, thinking he'd done this many times in the past; ...but did I just hear that in duel audio, coming from different locations? Stupid question, he knew, but that didn't stop it from being asked. The single syllable word held such a potent mixture of curiousness and quiet threat, that it had even him snapping his mouth shut. Two names for you people:
Usagi Tsukino and Heero Yuy.
These are the two people you do not wish to tempt a beating from if any value is placed on your life. Keeping them apart by force, will only prolong your suffering, your pain, and your death - all of which will be promised if said people airn't let to be together once more. Usagi and Heero had become a couple like that of Ying and Yang. You didn't find one without the other. And the arguments they held over the stupidest stuff (Duo was sure it was only to argue and fight without any meaning behind it, and to amuse their friends who were dragged into it most times) was beyond a doubt, a sort of act of love.
How the American wasn't too sure, but maybe it was like Makoto's whapping him over the head for something stupid. Either way it went, unless Usagi or Heero had something to do that couldn't evolve the other, they were together. How they didn't manage to get bored with one another, again, Duo didn't know to care - it just way. Taking either of them away by force was a very, very, bad idea.
And that chic had just done it.
Wind swirled around the still group; tree leaves rustling like twinkling chimes of a thumping tambourine, just keeping the beat, almost as if silently egging on the fight, the other four males not truly involved and the plant life around them, the spectators.
It was silent.
The wind had all but died, slightest of breezes like that of a small bug lighting on your skin before fluttering off passed every few seconds that seemed hours, but no more. The moon's silvery glow was they're only light, casting harsh shadows into areas around them, causing face emotions to twist and snarl into masks that weren't so - on all but for three people.
Then it broke - the shuffle of someone's foot kicking loose gravel, rocks, as it slid across the fawn grown grass. No one saw the movement, so was it, so minute, yet ringing loud within the nights quiet. Another shuffle, low growling; returned growl, higher in pitch - was the only warning anyone had before the animalist sound grew all around, encompassing them in its steely cage of reverberating echoes. It felt like someone was literally banging on a large gong, sending its vibes to dance around those present.
Wufei knew this to not be true, yet had no such other knowledge with which to compare it. Could only merely stand by and watch as the man that was beside himself a moment ago, seemed to faze out and back into existence next to the she-demon, bringing his arm back swiftly before she could react, slamming his fist into her angular featured face. He saw as her dark azure eyes widened in quick shock, then bemusement with a little respect of someone that could match such speed - before they narrowed with her fallings backwards, watching in growing ire, as time appeared to speed up. Heero snatching Usagi's wrist, glaring at the now beginning to stand woman, from his position by them once more, in addition to an amused, smirking, Bunny.
"WOOHOO!" Duo's cheerful hooting carried with it all the praise and confidence he held for his Japanese buddy. It told anyone listening that he knew Heero would have done no less then getting back the one woman he'd somehow come to love. It was laced with whispering taunts, stating the same would occur again if the wacky lady was so desirable in her want for pain, and near daring her to try kidnapping their Bunny again; just so Duo could watch the beatings all again.
However. The Braided Wonder never looked back as the now laughing group (the incident put behind them, but not locked away nor forgotten) made trek towards The Melting Pot for they're appointed reservation time.
So he did not witness the woman taking three striding steps forward, wanting to follow, to maim any man who dare to keep her from protecting the one that meant so much! Did not appear to notice how she took two steps back, head tilting to the side as if listening to something before nodding. He would never know the glittering of white teeth as the woman in dark blues grinned wildly, before disappearing into the darkness of night.
He, or his group, would never see such sights this night, for they had other plans. This night they did not see, did not know - but the woman did. There would be another time, another place, and they would settle such disgruntlements.
Just to tear it up...
And to burn it down...
o o o
Okay! Gomen nasai that took so bloody long to get out. Oo I've not been on a GW kick in a long while - as you can see - so I haven't really written on anything of my GW stories. Alright, that's not totally true. I've written up a future part to my "I Took This Job... Why?" story, and a few to my "Anime Cross 2000" fic as well. So, I've been writing, just, not much of anything to consitute a new chapter being released.
So! How was this one? I'm trying, there's maybe two more chapters to this one... I haven't decided yet (but it's been playing in the back of my mind, thanks to someone's review a long while ago, on the prequel to this story) about bringing in the scientist... but that's very debaitable. Either way, there's possibly a sequel to this one going to be put out as well... I've been pondering it. So, yeah, anywho! Let me know whatcha think on this chapter, and if your reading anything else of my and enjoy them - Arigatou! - please keep a look out, something new is bound to be out realitivly soon ;
Ja matte! Tsuki Doriimaa/Anime Redneck