The Not So Little Mermaid

By:

The-X-Love-x-Of-x-Your-X-Life

Disclaimer:

Do I look like I own Sailor Moon or The Little Mermaid?

Note:

Under the sea…what in the fuck…oh shit is that a seal?

Recap:

Swallowing her fear, the heiress of the Mermaian throne turned south and swam at the speed of light to the sea witch Beryl Perillia's evil lair.


Chapter 2:

"Did you hear? He said that that was his fiancée!"

"Give him time, I heard his reputation as a ladies man in the US is almost legendary."

"He'll drop her like all the others."

Hotaru grit her teeth together and tried to concentrate on walking in the preposterously high shoes that her lover made her wear. She gave it all up for him:


The mermaid's upper body laid comfortably on a steaming rock on the middle of a hot day in July. This place, this heaven that the princess had so easily discovered in early June gave her human flesh the tan of its life. Hotaru smiled. She was beginning to get known as the dark mermaid for her unusual coffee color skin but the girl knew that women on the surface would think she was translucent.

Women on the surface. Hotaru sighed dreamingly, she wished so bad she could be considered as a woman on the surface. A female land walker. The young mermaid wished she had those extremely long legs and small weird feet instead of a tail and fin.

Thinking about her small upper human body attached to those long human legs made Hotaru laugh.

'How silly I would look,' the girl thought discarding her sea-shell bra onto another smaller rock. Her small bosoms pressed gently against the boulder and Hotaru laid her head on the rock and drifted off to sleep.

He must have been watching her for some time because when Hotaru woke up he was sitting there in the sand staring mesmerized at her upper body in the late afternoon. The man was pallid, from sole to crown he looked like a blank canvas, the only color his body possessed was his hard grey eyes (which really doesn't count as a color) and the dark colored clothes he wore. His pale body shimmered on the sun colored sand as he slowly sat up.

'Could he possibly be a human?'

Hotaru turned to the man innocently and stared at him, she was just as enchanted with him as he was with her.

The human male seemed surprised for a second and then whispered to the princess:

"Are you for real," He inquired sliding closer.

"You can see me, is that real enough," Hotaru answered not in the least bit afraid. Thoughts that other mermaids would have been thinking (such as "Oh no! Will he discover my secret?" or "The human sees me naked!") didn't run through the young mermaid's head at all. Instead she moved closer to the shore before realizing she could swim no further.

"Come closer so I can touch you," the man ordered gently but the young girl refused by a quick shake of her head.

"I cannot walk upon the shore, you come to me."

As if in a trance the man obeyed flinging himself at the cold salty ocean (not thinking logically of course). He drove head first into the water and swam with amazing skill over to the mermaid he thought woman. His whitish hair stuck to his face, and his clothes hung as he came up to catch air.

"You're beautiful," he whispered panting

"So are you," she said blushing

With fast moving hands, quite suddenly actually, the human male rested his hands on the mermaid's butt! Or what would have been an ass if she had one instead of a tail. The man's eyes widened in shock and his almost colorless eyes rolled into the back of his head and he went limp in the princess's arms.

'He figured me out! Kuso!'

Suddenly loud human voices shouted loudly very close to the cave.

Luckily he was close enough to the shore not to drown, because the mermaid dropped the man in fright and drove under the water and swam quickly back to her home.


He heard it too and it made him angry. The discourteous voices of the guests the ambassador invited for another pointless party. To disrespect a couple right in front of their faces too! The albino man reddened with rage and looked in the direction his lover was with worry.

He saw her as the most gorgeous woman in the world.

Arnold and he spent hours making the seamstress re-do Hotaru's dress over and over again because something just wasn't right about the kimono look on her. Finally Haruka (she had a rip in one of her best jeans that needed stitching yet she refused to sow them herself) stomped into the Setsuna's room, yanked the ugly dark purple kimono up from the seamstress's hands, threw it on the ground, took a beautiful amethyst colored American-styled dress that glittered from behind a rack of other just as good-looking dresses, stomped all the way up to Hotaru's room, yanked the door open, gave the dress gently to the young girl, turned around, ran all the way back down to Setsuna's room and discarded her pair of jeans to the old seamstress. The blonde gave both men a look of pure disgust and left.

Yet, Raphael had to admit, the dress was gorgeous. The light shade of the dress gave the illusion that the scrawny girl was a healthy weight; it covered her respectfully, and intensified the love of his life's beauty tenfold. But secretly, the reason why the dress elated him so was because it looked just like Hotaru…her tail that is:


Raphael woke up back in his bedroom in a plain white tunic and underwear on. At first he thought the encounter he had with that…mermaid (?) was false.

'Maybe I was just dreaming,' the man thought looking around his bare room as he sat up.

Suddenly two things happened:

Sun colored sand fell into his lap.

And

Touching his hair, the ambassador's assistant saw a small amethyst colored scale on his hand.

Instead of reveling in horror or greed at what he knew this new shocking discovery could mean for him, Raphael instead was happy because this meant that the mysterious mermaid was existed!

"It wasn't a dream!"

Ignoring the fact that the only thing he was dressed in was the attire he wore to bed, Raphael bolted out of the house searching for the mermaid with an amethyst colored tail…

He didn't find her.

The only thing the albino man found was an empty circular cave-like rock formation with sun-colored sand in it.

He was distracted constantly at work, talking; any activity that involved not thinking about that sweet beautiful creature that he knew was real

He sat in a small boat in the middle of the ocean with a golden ring in a box. Ever since the day he woke up to find out that mermaids where real he sat in a boat in the ocean doing most of his work for the ambassador. The ocean seemed connected with him now but he had no idea why.

"Maybe it's because I keep on thinking that I'll see her here," screamed Raphael frustrated. Suddenly he heard water ripple and turned around.

"Wait," he cried gently before the mermaid could drive.

She stopped and stared blankly at him.

"I love you"


"I love you," Raphael repeated slowly to himself turning pink.

"Aw you lobe me! Me lobe you too brother!" an old Japanese man with twinkling black eyes said drunk and raised his glass in a toast.


Haruka studied the scene with eye lids fluttering. Social events like these where so boring to the young tomboy. The manly female herself was dressed in dark black pants with a matching blazer and shiny matching shoes. Hotaru was standing next to her when the event happened:

"Konnichiwa, anata wa ogenki desuka?" A very tan black haired Japanese woman asked walking up to the pair in a thin revealing black dress. Haruka had never seen this woman in her life and to admit, she was turning a few heads.

Hotaru whimpered and shrank back from the sound of the woman's voice. Haruka immediately changed her aura to that of a sentinel on duty and glared down at the woman.

"We are fine; thank you very much m'lady," Haruka said hardly moving.

"I am so happy that Raphael…I mean Williams-sama…has found himself a wife," the woman said very obviously exposing her secret that she knew the ambassador's assistant on a first name basis.

"Yeah well we are too," Haruka said getting annoyed now. The woman had literally inched herself closer to the duo and her creepy thin hands rested on Haruka's shoulders. She was amazingly tall and thin and looked weirdly long. Like a salad finger. Her touch sent chills up Haruka's spine.

"I mean who would have thought that Ra-ahem-Williams-sama would find someone as pale as him!" The woman made a cruel ho-ho-ho-hee-tee sound and raised one of her salad finger-looking hands up to her dark red lips. Haruka narrowed her eyes and did it.

"Aiiiiiee!" The woman cried drawing attention (of which she seemed to like) and gave the smirking Haruka an angry look. The woman looked down at her dress and the red wine sticking on it.

"I'm so sorry ma'am."

"No! Don't touch me you filthy beast!"

"I really didn't mean to do it," Haruka replied bowing so the watching crowd wouldn't see her smile. The room was quiet for a few minutes, like the calm before the storm.

Suddenly Hotaru sneezed.

"I really-." Haruka said touching the lady's shoulder.

Narrowing her eyes the woman slapped Haruka across the face.

The blond reeled back on her heels with eyes wide open. She let out a short cry. The woman's slap felt like a ten pound brick slamming into the side of her face! Haruka's whole left side went numb and reflexively the blond slammed her feet back on the ground, balled up her fists, and punched the woman in her jaw!

"Haruka," an ashamed voice cried out– an ashamed voice that probably belonged to her father.

Hotaru looked blindly around her.

Haruka fell right on her ass and touched her cheek again (which by the way, still felt as though a ten pound brick punched it) hissing in pain.

"Raphael go take the woman to our nurse! Ok everybody the party is over. Sorry but can you leave sir, ma'am—yes you have to go." The blond watched as her dad escorted everyone out and Raphael helped the woman (noticing how sneakily she leaned on him for "support") to the doctors. Once all of the guests had been seen to, the old ambassador walked madly up to his daughter…and slapped her.

"Haruka! I am so ashamed! I have never –."


"—seen you in all of my life hit a woman! You want to," the old ambassador's voice faded along with the pit pat sound of Haruka and his shoes.

"Konichiwa?"

Hotaru started to shake. She didn't like to be alone…

"Is anybody there?"

…in the dark.


Michiru put her guard up as she approached the evil sea witch's lair cautiously. The heir didn't know what she was going to do if she couldn't find Hotaru before the king found out that his daughter had gone. The eldest princess had a strong feeling that once on the surface, she would not only find her sister but she would find that attractive creature.

Suddenly, swimming by various rusted boats, seaweed, trash, etc, Michiru came upon the giant black clam. Do not take the word giant lightly. This clam was enormous, massive, vast, colossal, huge—whatever synonym you wanted to use. To the human eye it would probably appear as a dark rock-like cave under the sea but the princess knew better…this was the sea witch's lair.

Michiru swam into the evil witch's home and was suddenly cloaked in darkness. The only thing she could see was the bright glow of her electric marine blue hair. The shell seemed pretty empty from what little the princess could see. The silence of the environment made the usually serious mermaid nervous. She felt…lonely.

"Now why would you want to feel like that," a clam voice asked out of nowhere. Michiru bolted surprised through the water and collided with the glowing form of a golden octopus woman. This wasn't…

"Of course I'm not the sea witch you fool," the octo-woman said folding her arms over her bright shining chest. Michiru narrowed her eyes.

"Then why are you bothering me? I wanted to talk—." Michiru didn't get to finish her thought or sentence.

"I know I know—you wanted to talk to my sister not me. Well to bad because she isn't here."

The blue haired princess wore a large frown over her beautiful face, not only was she getting annoyed by the woman's rudeness but also by the way she so obviously kept on mind-reading and finishing the heir's sentences! But instead of screaming these thoughts out loud (since the woman knew the mysterious creature could hear her thoughts) she asked:

"Why isn't she here? I need to talk to her!"

The sea witch's sister seemed to glow brighter with anger:

"She is taking care of some business so she put me in charge of her store."

"Store," questioned the princess perplexed.

"Yeah…a store. That's what the sea witch really owns. She is like weed, not to be used but still consumed at least once in someone's life."

"Huh?" The princess was seriously getting confused now.

"Nothing," the golden woman screamed and her anger seemed to radiate onto Michiru's skin, "now what do you want before I kill you!"

Michiru rolled her eyes.

The woman raised her hand threateningly.

"Ok, I want you to change me into a human."

The woman floated over to a wall and then a shelf stacked with bottles appeared.

"Which kind," she asked.

"What?"

"A male or female human!"

"I…"

('don't know the difference,' was her thought)

"Whatever then, don't worry about it."

The sea witch's sister (Michiru had yet to figure out her name) grabbed a potion off the rack and twirled back to the princess happily. The bottle was oval-shaped with a dark scarlet substance inside of it. Inside the scarlet liquid were tiny, almost unnoticeable, red spots. She the sea witch's sister smiled and dropped the bottle into the mermaid's hands.

"This is almost too easy," the woman said and thought.

"Yes, there always is a catch. I will have to take something from you," the octo-woman said.

"Well what is it," Michiru snapped

"Mmm…there is nothing of you I desire for I find you extremely plain (the heir to the throne's mouth gaped open in offense) so…"

"Think of something already kuso!"

The woman looked at Michiru with wide eyes, they didn't hold surprise…just amusement.

"Ok well how about I take some years off of your appearance?"

The princess's eyes widened.

"Years off?"

"Hai. I hate your glowing blue hair, it stings my skin."

"Done," she said her grip on the bottle becoming tighter.

"Then drink it."

Swallowing the sudden fear that crawled up into her stomach, the princess gripped the bottle tightly and it started to crack.

"Drink it," the witch's sister commanded and Michiru (as if under some spell) uncorked the bottled and shoved the contents of it down her throat.

Suddenly, her whole body felt as though it where on fire, especially her lower region. It felt as if someone where taking her fin and ripping it into two. She cried out in pain and felt something she never felt before, the experience of drowning.

"The scarlet contents of the bottle are magicked human blood, and the red dots are a type of virus that kills the fish DNA inside of you so the human DNA is dominant. Better get to the surface before you drown human," the girl screamed now hysterically laughing.

Michiru only heard the advice the witch's freaky looking sister gave her and bolted upwards. At first the princess thought that she would collide with the ceiling but when, coming into contact with no roof, she once again swam swiftly to the surface.

The pain in her tail became intense and the strain on her body heavier. The blue flippers she once possessed where transformed into two muscularly beautiful human legs just as Michiru broke through to the surface.

The princess gasped as water entered new lungs and as the new sticks (referring to the female's strange new lower body parts) hung limp. She just didn't know what to do with them!

Michiru would have skunk if she didn't use her two strong arms to paddle her way to the shore. Once on the sticky yellow sand, the girl just laid there exhausted.


Haruka once again, exited out of her father's study by running. She ran outside to where she bumped into a tall man with a hat on. He looked tired.

"Nani?"

"Ah, you must be the ambassador's daughter. I'm in a hurry. Can you please tell your father that a large Japanese ship crashed into a cliff not to far from your house and bodies are appearing at the shore. We need as much help as we can get so these people won't die on us."

Haruka was a little confused at how fast the man was talking in Japanese but she thought it sounded something like that. Once the blond nodded her head, she grouchy turned back to her father's study and told him the news.

Soon rescue parties where being sent out...


Michiru felt cold. Her whole body hurt and felt weird. She sat up and saw a sight that horrified her. Dozens of human bodies lay scattered on the shore, in the ocean, etc. One was even laid unmoving next to her! The wind blew strongly again and waves crashed and slammed into the earth Michiru groaned.

He knew!

Her father knew and was throwing a fit wasn't he?

In truth the mer-king knew nothing yet, he just woke up three minutes late and was mad at his servants for not waking him on time.

The third time the wind blew against Michiru's pale naked skin she turned to the dead body before her and grabbed it's thick heavy clothing and started to rip it off of the rotting body. The material of the dress was a dark red velvet and showed much of a woman's breast.

Once the clothing was on the princess was still shivering. The dress was heavy and cold, it did nothing to warm her. Shivering, the woman stood up and stumbled across the shore. She tripped over her own legs and collapsed ten feet from where she originally started.

Suddenly water started to come out of the princess's eyes. What was this feeling? It was only thirty minutes she had been upon the shore and already the woman wanted to go back under the sea and live with her gay husband and his lover.

"I HATE IT UP HERE," the mermaid screamed and stood up shaking. She put one of the atrocious sticks in front of her, then the next one. Left stick, right stick. Before Michiru knew it she stood only ten feet away from a tall brick building.

But she go no further, the dress was dragging her down, these "legs" sucked, and her head was starting to hurt.

But she needn't go any further because at that moment, the beautiful creature with blond hair ran outside in a white shirt and some golden breeches with suspenders. He looked down at her.


The old ambassador looked down at the woman before him. She was staring up at him completely awestruck. Likewise he was staring at her with the same expression on his face.

The woman was beautiful, her salty white hair looked as though it aged too early but her skin was as wrinkle free as Haruka's was. She gazed up at him with tears in her unusual bright eyes.

"Michiko," he couldn't help but whispering.

"My name is Michiru…and I think…I'm going to be sick," the woman said in a beautiful voice before she vomited on the beach and fainted.


Haruka ran to Hotaru's room to make sure the girl was in her bed.

The girl finally found her way (when a servant saw her crying on the floor helpless) back to her room. Once she fell upon the thick satin pillows the young woman was immediately put into a deep sleep. After checking up on Hotaru, Haruka ran to Raphael's room to tell him to get his ass up to help with the hundreds of bodies floating up to the shore.

Once she reached the albino man's room she stopped short right before the door. Inside she heard small sounds.

'Yes'

'Harder'

'You are so good'


FIN

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