Shingo's Story

Chapter 5: Confrontation

Well here is the next installment on my Shingo story. Hope everyone likes it. Since doesn't allow weird characters, I will separate dream sequences with lines like I do with my author's notes and story. )

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Several weeks later, things were different. I suppressed my anger and tried to go back to oblivion. The only thing was, I kept having these recurring dreams. I felt they were related to my sister, but I just didn't know anymore. I always ended at the same place and always was left wanting more.

At school, our teacher had broken her leg and so we now had a substitute, a guy named Akita Fumiaki. Of all the children, Akita-san seemed most interested in me. He would be with our class for several weeks and he almost was like a psychiatrist or something. He kept telling us during art time to draw our feelings and dreams. He seemed quite interested in mine and said so. He wanted me to draw more pictures instead of the regular homework he had assigned the class.

After school I went straight home. Mom was shopping and Dad was at work, so I went in the living room and began to draw. I drew pictures of the Queen and of Naomi. I had seen something else in the dreams recently. Right before I woke up, I would get a flash of what I assumed was the Princess and another guy. I figured that they must be important too, so I drew them. As I was drawing, though, I began to feel very sleepy. I yawned and set the sketchbook on the arm of the couch and then stretched out and took a little nap...


I was here again, hiding in the shrubs. I heard the women talking, the same conversation, but now I fueled by a desire. I wanted to hear more. I kept waking up with the second woman looking troubled by the Queen's words. This time would be different...I knew it.

There was the troubled look...the princess and other guy flashed before my eyes...just a little further...and... "Is there something wrong?" the Queen asked. YES! Maybe I could find out more! I sincerely hoped I didn't have to marry a princess. In the dream I felt very horrified by this notion. Naomi looked straight at the Queen and replied, "Well yes, Your Highness. You see, I don't think an arranged marriage would be a very good idea. Your daughter and my son are very good friends, but I think your daughter may be in love with someone else." I felt relieved. This woman could definitely be counted on to get me out of a tight spot.

The Queen looked very interested. "Why do you say that Naomi?" she asked. "Well, Your Majesty," began Naomi carefully, "I have witnessed her um...talking to another young man. Not meaning to, of course, but I even saw them...er...kiss." Naomi looked as if she really didn't want to be the one to tell the Queen that her daughter was secretly seeing someone. "And who is this young man?" asked the Queen. Naomi looked unsure of herself and then steeled herself for an answer. "Well um...actually...it's Prince Endymion of Earth," she said all at once.

The Queen, instead of being upset, smiled. Naomi looked relieved. "I shall have to talk to his father, then...if we are to arrange a marriage," said the Queen happily. Naomi smiled at the Queen and then said seriously, "I only worry about their Kingdom. I've heard that they are engaged on a war on Earth, and the enemy is unknown..." Just as I was feeling really glad that I saw more this time...I woke up.


My sister was shaking me. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. "What IS it Usagi!" I asked crossly. I was still upset at her for excluding the family on her "after school job". "Shingo...er...sorry, were you having a good dream?" she asked. She seemed to know I was mad at her for something and was trying to be extra nice to me. "Well yes actually," I said. "Well uh...I just wondered if you drew these," she said.

She held up my sketchbook with the pictures from my dreams. I had drawn the Queen and Naomi and the Princess and her guy (who must have been the prince) together. "So what if they are? Why are you snooping in my sketchbook?" I asked grumpily. "Well first of all, YOU left them lying around! They fell out of your hand when you fell asleep! Secondly, I just wanted to tell you that they were good and wanted to ask you where you drew the inspiration! Geez...why are you so defensive?" Usagi looked exasperated. I returned it with a cold look of my own.

"I dream of these people, okay?" I said coldly. She looked taken aback. "You have...dreams of these people?" she asked uncertainly. I couldn't believe how stupid I had been in leaving that notebook downstairs while I took a nap...it is the kind of carelessness I had previously thought that only Usagi was capable of.

Now...well I just didn't care anymore. Everyone has a breaking point, and I had reached mine. I exploded with pent up anger. "Yeah I dream of them and you know what? I know a LOT more than you think I do!" I shouted at her. If Mom or Dad was home, they would have immediately come in, sensing trouble and broken up the fight...but they still weren't home and I could rant and rave and tell my sister freely what I thought of her being Sailor Moon. I knew there would be consequences for what I was going to say, but I didn't care.

Usagi paled and asked carefully..."What do you mean Shingo? What do you know?" I glared at her and yelled, "I KNOW THAT YOU'RE SAILOR MOON!" She gasped. "I don't know what you're--" she began, but I cut her off. "Don't bother denying it. Your cat talks! You have new friends! I thought you were sick but no I found out you'd been lying to us the whole time! I saw you and your friends transform and fight that...that thing... You leave important things all over the room and you know what! I have them! I have them all! Your locket thing that plays that music! The pen with the jewel on it and even that calculator! I know your secret and I'm furious! How DARE you do those things and not tell us! What if you were to die! Didn't we deserve to know!"

Usagi had gone rigid and whispered, "Does...Mom and Dad...?" I scowled and replied, "Of course they don't! I'm not a tattletale and besides I don't care if you DO die! You'd deserve it for not telling US!" This wasn't completely true...I still worried for her all the time, but...I was just so angry. I hadn't expressed it in weeks. I wished that the Naomi person was real. I felt only she could comfort me. "Shingo..." she said softly, "those people you drew...that Queen was my mother...the Princess and Prince...that was me...and Mamoru...do you really dream about them?"

She wanted to calm me down, but it just infuriated me more. "Next you'll tell me that Naomi was MY mother!" I said in exasperation and then glared at her. "I'm over this Usagi...I don't know you anymore and you know what? I don't care to! I'm leaving and if Mom and Dad ask why tell them you made me run away! Tell them the truth...for once..." Before I really thought it through, I ran upstairs and chucked everything important to me, including all my money, in a bag. I heard Usagi come after me and stand in the doorway. As an afterthought, I had already taken her things from their hiding place and yanked the box open.

Usagi looked a little angry at this point. "Shingo! Stop acting like a baby! I had no choice--" Usagi began but I glared at her. "Shut up! I don't care! You had no right and if you don't get out of my way I'll break these things! I mean what are you going to do? Transform and wave your little wand at me!" Usagi said nothing but glared at me and stayed firmly in the door. That didn't scare me...I had gotten a lot stronger recently and I gripped the calculator and threw it at her head.

She barely dodged it and it hit her door and I thought I heard something break...Good. Gripping the locket, I threw it next and she dodged out of my way. I took the opportunity to run past her and down the stairs. She tried to follow me, but I threw the pen at her and heard it break as I ran out the door. I took a lot of shortcuts that only I could fit through. I slowly made my way to the school playground. Usagi wouldn't know to look for me here and I could take some time to think about what I'd just done and what I was going to do.

I sat on a swing and stared at the ground, lost in thought. At some point, a woman sat in the swing beside me. I became aware that she was watching me and looked up. She smiled. She was pretty. She had long black hair and was very pale. "Hello there," she said. "Uh...hi..." I said. I felt uncomfortable around her but I said, "Uh...who are you?" She smiled again. "I'm Royama Tae, Haniko's mother...and you must be Shingo..." I nodded and was trying to decide if there was a Haniko in my class...but I couldn't seem to concentrate... She put her arm around me. "Is something the matter?" she asked. Her hands were like ice. I meant to only tell her generally about my sister, but I couldn't stop myself. I told her everything, including the part about her being Sailor Moon.

When I was finished, I was feeling very angry with Usagi again, but to my surprise, Akita-san was standing there listening too. He looked even more upset than I did. "Shingo...that's just not right...I wish I had known your home life was so terrible. Your sister should not get away with that," he said with passion. "Yeah!" I agreed angrily. "You know Shingo," said Royama-san, " I think we can help you out..."

My mind was feeling very confused and foggy. "You...can Royama-san?" I asked. "Please call me Tae," she said gently. "And call me Fumiaki," said Akita-san. "Tae...Fumiaki..." I repeated. I could hardly think straight. "Do you want revenge on Usagi?" asked Tae. I nodded. A part of me screamed 'NO!' but I felt numb to it. Tae and Fumiaki's clothes seemed to melt off of them and in their place were some very strange looking replacements. A third woman appeared beside Tae. I suddenly remembered there was a Haniko in my class and this looked like an older version of her. She was dressed similarly to the other two. I remembered this in a flash of clarity, before my mind sank again in fog.

Fumiaki held out his hand to me. "If you are serious Shingo, then take this...together we will help you get revenge on your sister..." In his hand was a black looking crystal. In a final surge of anger I took the crystal in my hand. I felt as if I had stuck my tongue in a light socket. My heart felt as if it were going to explode. I was growing. My clothes were like that of the others and suddenly I felt an intense hatred of Usagi and her friends... Fumiaki took the crystal and put it in the center of my shirt. It melted into it and became part of it. "Welcome to the Dark Senshi, Shingo," he said with a smile...


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