Disclaimers: I don't own sailor moon or any of its characters, blah blah. Oh, I also don't own Utena or anything belonging to it. There, happy? (sniff)
This story is the revision of a previous fic called Born Again, which I have left unfinished. I'll leave both versions up, so you can compare. Eventually I'll take the old version down.
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Absolute Evolution
(A hidden flower on the social periphery)
Chapter One
– for your eyes
"The moon…" The walls of the observatory slammed shut.
She couldn't help but exclaim at the cutting darkness. An all encompassing darkness. She could almost feel it close around her, wrap its arms around her shoulders. She leaned back into it, against its cold stiff body. Her captor withdrew his arms and walked over to the wall flipping on a switch. Stars reflected in two pairs of eyes as a projector rotated in the large room.
"Yes, the moon. There is a legend, about the people of the moon, The Silver Millennium." His voice was deep and heavy. He gestured to a couch near the center of the room. "But that's just a fairytale." He walked with her to the couch and suddenly grabbed the girl's chin and looked into her eyes. They were empty as she stared back, attentive. "And fairytales are only for princesses." He laughed a little and released her. "Play."
The girl stooped to reach her violin case on the couch, her aqua locks cascading around her face. She already had a song in mind.
The sweet melody produced a sigh from her captor, and he smiled, for he new it was a lament.
A hilltop overlooking the academy.
Haruka removed her school jacket. 'Such a sickening hospital green,' she thought to herself, and let the wind tear at her loose cotton shirt beneath. She looked up at the sky and marveled at the stars, watched the moon rise over the trees.
"Haruka!" A voice broke the silence.
"Haruka!" Haruka turned to see a small girl running towards her, black hair flapping in the wind.
"Hey, Hotaru! Why are you out here like this?" Haruka smiled as the little girl stumbled before closing the distance.
"I thought…you'd be…here," Hotaru panted, ignoring her question.
"Yes, but-"
"Wow!" Hotaru exclaimed. "It's no wonder you come here every night!" she gestured vaguely at the sky. She sat down and hugged herself in the wind. Haruka draped her jacket around Hotaru's shoulders.
"Yeah, it's peaceful, and looking at the stars…the moon," Haruka stopped herself. She didn't really feel like talking. She decided to just enjoy the silence.
"There is something about the moon, isn't there?" Hotaru said looking up to the sky.
Haruka glanced at Hotaru and smiled to herself. She should have known Hotaru would pick up on her thoughts. Haruka liked that about her, how Hotaru always seemed to know what she was trying to say, sometimes before she even spoke. It made her feel understood and safe. Hotaru looked up thoughtfully, but glanced away when she noticed Haruka staring at her.
"Haruka?"
Haruka waited, embarrassed.
"Do you believe in reincarnation?"
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