"Serena speak to me! What happened?"
The blue hair girl gazed into her friends eyes and noticed that the child was trembling. She reached out to hold the shaking girl's hands, but the girl flinched away from her touch.
The rain came from the sky in small shiny specks. The blonde put her hand outside of the umbrella and caught the clear drops that fell from the sky. She lowered her palm and watched as the two single drops merge into one. She shook her head and bit her lip when tears threatened to fall. The girl raised her hand up to her mouth and licked the rain off her hand.
"We use to be one."
"Do not cry old cat"
The blonde did not acknowledge the friendly words. The golden hair girl's eyes remained glued to the cement, and then she began to shriek: tugging at her hair when ever the scene replayed itself.
When she traveled down the street she would tense up. The words he said still plagued her mind and she no longer remembered him as being her protector. She subconsciously saw him as Beryl's minion, the one who broke her heart and continuously made her feel miserable. At times she doubted if they were ever going to be together.
The bond between Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen awakened the sensations of them being together. "If Darien and I are not together will Tuxedo mask still come to my rescue?
These thoughts drove her to the boundaries of her sanity. She questioned the thought endlessly. Would he clobber anyone who tried to dupe or hurt me?
The dreams of the future vanished before her eyes, and the rose finally turned brittle and sharp. Her heart ached, all those years they had longed to be with one another and the sacrifices they had made to make the vision come alive.
The rose was a symbol used to express their undying love for one another. Their love like a flower died away. The soft petals were replaced by thorn covered stems which were set on plunging into her heart. The thought of it near her skin made her nose crinkle in pain, she attempted to pull the thorn out but it pricked her fingers. The pointy object tried to drive itself deeper and deeper into her soul. The little daggers began ripping open her heart, leaving a sea of red. The ruby colored liquid transformed itself into a rose. The ruby red petals fell from the rose revealing black leaves that continuously tore up her flesh.
"Darien I know you still care about me."
The blue hair girl gazed into her friends eyes and noticed that the child was trembling. She reached out to hold the shaking girl's hands, but the girl flinched away from her touch.
The rain came from the sky in small shiny specks. The blonde put her hand outside of the umbrella and caught the clear drops that fell from the sky. She lowered her palm and watched as the two single drops merge into one. She shook her head and bit her lip when tears threatened to fall. The girl raised her hand up to her mouth and licked the rain off her hand.
"We use to be one."
"Do not cry old cat"
The blonde did not acknowledge the friendly words. The golden hair girl's eyes remained glued to the cement, and then she began to shriek: tugging at her hair when ever the scene replayed itself.
When she traveled down the street she would tense up. The words he said still plagued her mind and she no longer remembered him as being her protector. She subconsciously saw him as Beryl's minion, the one who broke her heart and continuously made her feel miserable. At times she doubted if they were ever going to be together.
The bond between Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen awakened the sensations of them being together. "If Darien and I are not together will Tuxedo mask still come to my rescue?
These thoughts drove her to the boundaries of her sanity. She questioned the thought endlessly. Would he clobber anyone who tried to dupe or hurt me?
The dreams of the future vanished before her eyes, and the rose finally turned brittle and sharp. Her heart ached, all those years they had longed to be with one another and the sacrifices they had made to make the vision come alive.
The rose was a symbol used to express their undying love for one another. Their love like a flower died away. The soft petals were replaced by thorn covered stems which were set on plunging into her heart. The thought of it near her skin made her nose crinkle in pain, she attempted to pull the thorn out but it pricked her fingers. The pointy object tried to drive itself deeper and deeper into her soul. The little daggers began ripping open her heart, leaving a sea of red. The ruby colored liquid transformed itself into a rose. The ruby red petals fell from the rose revealing black leaves that continuously tore up her flesh.
"Darien I know you still care about me."