^.^ Thank you all you kind reviewers!! Polls are still open for the title
and supporting couplings!!! Kandy-chan has been going on strike a bit, but
one of my other (and favorite, but shhhhh...) muses, Mighty Mouse has
jumped right in and sent me on a wave of creativity!!! ::gets hit in head
by flying mallet:: Gah!! Kandy-chan!!! Why do you have to be so
mean?!?!?!?! (it's no wonder I like Mighty more.) ::ducks as Kandy-chan
throws rubber duckies:: Well, gotta go, Ja!
Thoughts are inbetween //these//
::little person with short brown hair and dragonfly wings flys up, holding sign:: Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, and Dragonball Z belong to there respective owners. No sueing!!!! All Angel has is babysitting money!!! She hides it too!! ::Mighty smiles:: Tinkerbell never had it so easy.
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Usagi closed her eyes as she stood in the dark woods. Willing energy towards her scalp, she concentrated on changing her look a bit. Her hair started to grow at an alarming pace, soon reaching her ankles. She then proceeded to will it up into two odangoes with streamers of hair coming from each. As an afterthought, she turned it to the bright golden it had been when she was little. When she opened her eyes, they were no longer a dark blue with a silver overcast, but a bright cerulean blue. She was now clothed in pink cover-all shorts, with a white tee-shirt and white sneakers, and was about two inches taller. As Usagi looked down at her atire, her lip curled slightly in disgust at the color of it. "I look like the Peacecraft bitch, but it'll have to do."
She then picked up her suitcase and slung her bag over her shoulder, and jogged for the airport that was just within sight. When she reached the counter, the clerk barely gave her a glance before asking, "Name?"
"Serena."
"Identification?" Usagi produced a passport, complete with her new form's picture and permission to fly out of the country. "Destination?"
"Tokyo, Japan."
"Here's your ticket, have a nice flight." The clerk droned unenthusiastically. Usagi made a face as she turned away. She was flying coach, so she had to wait when she found he boarding dock. On the plane, she was dismayed to find that she had been seated next to a geeky guy who looked all to eager to drill her with all sorts of useless information throughout the flight. However, halfway through the trip, when Usagi's eardrums were buzzing from the endless factual tidbits that she already knew, so had no use for, she found him to have fallen asleep, slumped against her, drooling all over her shoulder.
"Ugh." Usagi didn't make another sound until she got off the infernal plane. At the checking area, where she gathered her bags, she spotted the Tsukino's waiting for her. As she walked up to them, she prepared herself to go into flawless-acting mode. "Konnichiwa!!! You must be the Tsukino's!!!! Watashi wa Serena!!!" she chirped brightly, plastering a huge smile on her face. //I can tell that my face will be very sore soon.//
"Hello, dear." The woman said with a motherly smile. "Watashi wa Ikuko, this is my husband, Kenji, and this is Shingo. Welcome to Tokyo!!!"
"Don't you have a last name?" Shingo asked bluntly.
"Iie, actually. I was found when I was four, and I didn't remember who my parents were. Amnesia, the doctors said." Usagi retorted good-naturedly, tapping her temple.
"Well, then, you can borrow ours for the time being." Kenji said a bit gruffly. Usagi smiled. She would have to work on him.
"Arigato." Was all she said as they left the airport.
~~two years later~~
Usagi drummed her fingernails on her desk, getting ready to "fall asleep" in class. //Haruna-sensei was really very understanding, and she really gets into our little 'late' acting.// Usagi thought. //Though she still seems a bit confused as to why I would want her to pretend like I was actually failing this grade, and that I don't turn my work in. Such a dear woman.// She rested her head on her arms, missing the glance that Haruna- san sent her. //Doing both college, and high school, and senshi business, and dealing with Mamo-baka, AND the tiny bit of undercover work that I have is really taking a bit out of me. Maybe I'll actually sleep tonight.// Usagi smiled sardonically. She usually only slept three nights out of the week, and tonight would be her fourth this week if she did decide to rest. The other nights, she was training as best she could without the proper equipment or magnitude, so really it was more of a warm-up stretch than real training. When this was all over, she was going to train HARD with Hiiro. Suddenly, a yard stick was slapped hard in front of her, reminding Usagi to jump up, surprised, all in the name of good acting.
"Tsukino-san!!! What was I talking about??" Haruna-sensei demanded, giving Usagi a cold look.
"Ano..... trees?" Usagi guessed, looking as clueless as she could muster.
"Iie. Detention." was all that Haruna-sensei said as she turned on her heel and walked to the front of the classroom. "Since Tsukino-san has decided to sleep in class," Usagi made herself blush and look at her shoes, "Perhaps someone can explain to her just exactly what we were discussing." Haruna- sensei looked around the room. "No volunteers?" Another piercing gaze. "Very well, then. Mizuno-san, you may get Tsukino-san caught up after class."
~~Winner Estates, London, England~~
Hiiro was once again deep in thought. To the outside world though, he was just as he always was. Wufei was chasing Duo, Quatre was rubbing his temples, sighing, Trowa was just watching, ever silent, and Hiiro was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, and face emotionless. He was somehow managing to listen to everything going on, and see it, but be thinking about different matters at the same time, a skill few have mastered. //I wonder what Usa's doing now? She'd better be okay. I shouldn't be thinking about her. But Chibi's been plaguing my mind ever since.... WHAT DID THAT KISS MEAN????? Kuso!!! She asks me not to forget her, as if I could, right after kissing me without giving an explanation, and then she just leaves!!!! And I have no idea where she is!! Her Gundam is going to fall apart with disuse if she doesn't hurry up and get back!!! Actually, it won't, but it's a good excuse, anyway!!!That girl is seriously threatening my mental health.//
"Hey Hiiro, whatcha thinkin' 'bout?" Dou asked gleefully, bouncing from one foot to the other. Uh oh. It seemed that Hiiro's mask had slipped for a moment, and they had seen the anger and confusion in his eyes. Hiiro just brought his gun out of who-knows-where and aimed it between Duo's eyes.
"Omae o korosu." He simply stated in monotone. //Kuso!! Baka baka baka baka baka!!! Baka!! NEVER slip again!!!// he thought as he lowered his gun. //I miss you, Chibi. Hurry up and come back.// was all he could think as he walked away.
~~~~~~~~ ********** ~~~~~~~~ ::yawn:: it's 2:49 in the morning here. The things I do for you people!! Review. Also, I'm a big fan of Quatre/Trowa, but if you guys vote more for them with other people, it shall be done!!! Remember: Is Saints and Angels a good title?, and vote for the supporting couples!!! Constructive criticism is welcome, but flames will be removed.
~Ja ne, minna-chan!!, and Oyasuminasai!!
Thoughts are inbetween //these//
::little person with short brown hair and dragonfly wings flys up, holding sign:: Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, and Dragonball Z belong to there respective owners. No sueing!!!! All Angel has is babysitting money!!! She hides it too!! ::Mighty smiles:: Tinkerbell never had it so easy.
~~~~~~~~ ********** ~~~~~~~~
Usagi closed her eyes as she stood in the dark woods. Willing energy towards her scalp, she concentrated on changing her look a bit. Her hair started to grow at an alarming pace, soon reaching her ankles. She then proceeded to will it up into two odangoes with streamers of hair coming from each. As an afterthought, she turned it to the bright golden it had been when she was little. When she opened her eyes, they were no longer a dark blue with a silver overcast, but a bright cerulean blue. She was now clothed in pink cover-all shorts, with a white tee-shirt and white sneakers, and was about two inches taller. As Usagi looked down at her atire, her lip curled slightly in disgust at the color of it. "I look like the Peacecraft bitch, but it'll have to do."
She then picked up her suitcase and slung her bag over her shoulder, and jogged for the airport that was just within sight. When she reached the counter, the clerk barely gave her a glance before asking, "Name?"
"Serena."
"Identification?" Usagi produced a passport, complete with her new form's picture and permission to fly out of the country. "Destination?"
"Tokyo, Japan."
"Here's your ticket, have a nice flight." The clerk droned unenthusiastically. Usagi made a face as she turned away. She was flying coach, so she had to wait when she found he boarding dock. On the plane, she was dismayed to find that she had been seated next to a geeky guy who looked all to eager to drill her with all sorts of useless information throughout the flight. However, halfway through the trip, when Usagi's eardrums were buzzing from the endless factual tidbits that she already knew, so had no use for, she found him to have fallen asleep, slumped against her, drooling all over her shoulder.
"Ugh." Usagi didn't make another sound until she got off the infernal plane. At the checking area, where she gathered her bags, she spotted the Tsukino's waiting for her. As she walked up to them, she prepared herself to go into flawless-acting mode. "Konnichiwa!!! You must be the Tsukino's!!!! Watashi wa Serena!!!" she chirped brightly, plastering a huge smile on her face. //I can tell that my face will be very sore soon.//
"Hello, dear." The woman said with a motherly smile. "Watashi wa Ikuko, this is my husband, Kenji, and this is Shingo. Welcome to Tokyo!!!"
"Don't you have a last name?" Shingo asked bluntly.
"Iie, actually. I was found when I was four, and I didn't remember who my parents were. Amnesia, the doctors said." Usagi retorted good-naturedly, tapping her temple.
"Well, then, you can borrow ours for the time being." Kenji said a bit gruffly. Usagi smiled. She would have to work on him.
"Arigato." Was all she said as they left the airport.
~~two years later~~
Usagi drummed her fingernails on her desk, getting ready to "fall asleep" in class. //Haruna-sensei was really very understanding, and she really gets into our little 'late' acting.// Usagi thought. //Though she still seems a bit confused as to why I would want her to pretend like I was actually failing this grade, and that I don't turn my work in. Such a dear woman.// She rested her head on her arms, missing the glance that Haruna- san sent her. //Doing both college, and high school, and senshi business, and dealing with Mamo-baka, AND the tiny bit of undercover work that I have is really taking a bit out of me. Maybe I'll actually sleep tonight.// Usagi smiled sardonically. She usually only slept three nights out of the week, and tonight would be her fourth this week if she did decide to rest. The other nights, she was training as best she could without the proper equipment or magnitude, so really it was more of a warm-up stretch than real training. When this was all over, she was going to train HARD with Hiiro. Suddenly, a yard stick was slapped hard in front of her, reminding Usagi to jump up, surprised, all in the name of good acting.
"Tsukino-san!!! What was I talking about??" Haruna-sensei demanded, giving Usagi a cold look.
"Ano..... trees?" Usagi guessed, looking as clueless as she could muster.
"Iie. Detention." was all that Haruna-sensei said as she turned on her heel and walked to the front of the classroom. "Since Tsukino-san has decided to sleep in class," Usagi made herself blush and look at her shoes, "Perhaps someone can explain to her just exactly what we were discussing." Haruna- sensei looked around the room. "No volunteers?" Another piercing gaze. "Very well, then. Mizuno-san, you may get Tsukino-san caught up after class."
~~Winner Estates, London, England~~
Hiiro was once again deep in thought. To the outside world though, he was just as he always was. Wufei was chasing Duo, Quatre was rubbing his temples, sighing, Trowa was just watching, ever silent, and Hiiro was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, and face emotionless. He was somehow managing to listen to everything going on, and see it, but be thinking about different matters at the same time, a skill few have mastered. //I wonder what Usa's doing now? She'd better be okay. I shouldn't be thinking about her. But Chibi's been plaguing my mind ever since.... WHAT DID THAT KISS MEAN????? Kuso!!! She asks me not to forget her, as if I could, right after kissing me without giving an explanation, and then she just leaves!!!! And I have no idea where she is!! Her Gundam is going to fall apart with disuse if she doesn't hurry up and get back!!! Actually, it won't, but it's a good excuse, anyway!!!That girl is seriously threatening my mental health.//
"Hey Hiiro, whatcha thinkin' 'bout?" Dou asked gleefully, bouncing from one foot to the other. Uh oh. It seemed that Hiiro's mask had slipped for a moment, and they had seen the anger and confusion in his eyes. Hiiro just brought his gun out of who-knows-where and aimed it between Duo's eyes.
"Omae o korosu." He simply stated in monotone. //Kuso!! Baka baka baka baka baka!!! Baka!! NEVER slip again!!!// he thought as he lowered his gun. //I miss you, Chibi. Hurry up and come back.// was all he could think as he walked away.
~~~~~~~~ ********** ~~~~~~~~ ::yawn:: it's 2:49 in the morning here. The things I do for you people!! Review. Also, I'm a big fan of Quatre/Trowa, but if you guys vote more for them with other people, it shall be done!!! Remember: Is Saints and Angels a good title?, and vote for the supporting couples!!! Constructive criticism is welcome, but flames will be removed.
~Ja ne, minna-chan!!, and Oyasuminasai!!
