Hi, here with another chapter! It's relatively short, but a new character is introduced.
I do not own Sailor Moon!
Sailor Pluto held her eyes shut as she felt something odd. She knew she felt it before, but how long ago, she did not know. Her skin tingled under its odd presence and, her muscles began to relax. It was if every strain, every pain, every sorrow was taken for her body. The warmth comforted her, and her eyes began to flutter open, as they were blinded immediately by a bright light.
After a few minutes, her garnet eyes moved freely and realized what this bright light illuminated. It was a scene of trees rustling in the soft winds, birds chirping joyously, colorful flowers blooming, the sweet-scented breeze swirling through the air, and people. There were people, people walking, people laughing, people talking, people looking into one another's eyes.
Tears flowed down Sailor Pluto's cheeks. She once knew the smell of the fragrant flowers and fresh air. She once knew of the infectious sound of laughter and joy. But that was far ago, a distant memory that only lingered in the deepest part of her heart.
She stood silently like a ghost as she observed the many faces. Everyone dressed quite odd with bright colors and interesting styles. But she didn't mind, it fascinated her.
But then a thought hit her. Do these people notice me?
Willing to answer her question, Sailor Pluto waved her hand cautiously in the face of a man walking briskly through the park.
"Umm…is everything all right?" he asked, as Sailor Pluto's hand was in his face. He had a confused expression upon his quite good-looking face, and was tall, probably in his mid or late twenties, with deep green eyes and black hair.
Sailor Pluto couldn't help but blush a deep red. Feeling embarrassed, she quickly apologized. "I'm very sorry. I had no idea what I was doing and sometimes I act really silly and weird and—"
"No, no, there's no need to apologize. I guess we all have our wacky days." He smirked at Sailor Pluto and she began to blush even deeper. "Do you come here often to the park?"
She shook her head. "No, I'm new here."
"Oh," he frowned. "Well, there is a lot to see. And I'm sure you will enjoy it here."
Sailor Pluto smiled.
"Oh and by the way, I am Hisoka." He held out his hand and Sailor Pluto shook it.
"Hisoka" Sailor Pluto repeated curiously.
"Yeah, it's kind of an odd name, but I just blame my parents."
Sailor Pluto quickly shook her head. "Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that. It's just that your name sounds familiar."
"Ha! I pity anyone with the same name as me!"
"Actually, I am quite fond of the name, Hisoka."
"Well, thank you umm…"
"Sail—Setsuna." She hadn't use that name in so long.
"Wow, I am quite fond of the name Setsuna too."
"Thank you," she replied, blushing.
But then all of a sudden, he quickly looked at his watch and a worried look came upon his face. "I'm so sorry, Setsuna, but I have to go. Maybe we will see each other again around town. The coffee shop, at noon, tomorrow?"
"Of course," agreed Setsuna. She smiled and Hisoka ran off into the distance, as Setsuna took a deep breadth. Yes, this is what life is like.