It had been a lonely week of silence. The city fell like the leaves fled from the trees, tired and wrinkled, a spoiled brown—every person separate and isolated. Everyone seemed to go through the same repetitive emotions, but…they didn't seem to sincerely feel anymore.
"Usagi-chan?" A voice entered her mind, followed by a playful set of knocks on the top of her head. The small girl blinked repeatedly and then looked to her left, seeing the smiling Minako. The girl laughed lightly, and grabbed both of Usagi's hands.
"Nee, come on Usagi-chan! You have to show me how to get past this one guy!" Minako said excitedly, pulling the smaller blond to a machine, a Sailor V arcade game. The screen flashed, with a count-down in progress. Hurriedly, Minako shoved the coins into the machine, and started again.
With an intense stare, Usagi licked her top lip. Her eyes bounced all over the screen, before saying loudly, "No! No! Minako-chan, jump! Quick! Now, punch! Oh no! Do a combo kick!" Usagi sounded energetic, before promptly falling out of her chair and landing harshly on her head, then shoulders. Her eyes quickly lined with tears and a cry of pain leapt from her throat.
Minako sighed, not even bothering to ask the school girl if she was alright.
"Usagi, you're so loud!" Rei commented, walking into the arcade. Usagi looked up, from her position, lodged between the stool and the floor, and gave Rei the biggest pout she could muster.
"You're so mean, Rei-chan! You'll never win a heart with such a mean spirit!" Usagi chastised. Rei and Minako shot each other a look. Minako smiled and her cheeks filled with an amorous blush.
Rei smirked, "Usagi, you need to get home. We're having a meeting today, and you need to stay safe so we don't have to worry about you."
"Why can't I come with?" Usagi whined.
"Because, you'll just distract us all." Rei said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Besides, Usagi-chan, there's a new idol show on today. You don't want to miss it, he's super cool." Minako said, her eyes practically glistening hearts. Rei crossed her arms in a slight pout.
"What's wrong, Rei-chan?" Usagi asked, slowly standing and crooking her head to the side, like a confused kitten.
"Not-a-thing." Rei said firmly, separating the syllables. Minako tenderly smiled and then quickly laced her arm around Rei's, pulling her arm against her breasts, causing Rei to blush deeply.
Usagi, oblivious, stood up and began to walk out, after shrugging her shoulders. Her school bag hung in front of her legs, and her steps were even and grounded. Every step was in beat, never quickening, but sometimes slowing. They were not bouncing and light, but a deep, heavy bass.
The girl's thoughts were clearly somewhere else. Her sapphire eyes darkened to the deepest shades of blue, a type of blue you'd only find at the bottom of the ocean, where no sun could light it. There were no sparks of hope in those eyes; they were hiding, lost and distant.
The entire house was empty when Usagi entered. But, with a faint longing, Usagi still called out, "Mama?' but the call was only returned by silence. The girl sighed before heading to her bedroom.
Luna was long gone, and all that was left in the room was a tiny bit of sunlight. And even those faint glimmers of light were diluted by the mountain of clouds. Usagi looked at the radio, and decided against turning it on. She sat down, alone, silently. The bedroom window, right by her head was open, as indicated by the fluttering transparent curtains.
"'ruka-chan…I want to see you…" Usagi whispered, each syllable choking back sobs. Usagi wrapped her arms around herself, trying to pull comfort from somewhere; but there is no comfort in an empty embrace.
"I want to see you!" She whispered harshly, those long nails slowly pushing past the fabric and into her skin. Usagi began to shake, her words no longer able to be the dam to for the streaming sobs that now spilled out of her.
A cool breeze stirred single strands of her golden hair, but it didn't matter. It didn't feel like anything really mattered anymore. 'I'm alone…' Usagi thought to herself. Yes, she did still have Rei-chan and everyone but…Not that special person.
"'ruka-chan…" That heavenly smile, a brutal mix of confidence, caring, power and… magic, it was a smile that could leave any girl weak at the knees. But, Usagi was the only one who could see that smile.
Arms snaked around Usagi. The skin was cool, and smooth, like agate. There was no breath on her neck, but there was a pair of lips, twisted in a smile very close to her exposed neck.
There was light pressure, in two spots, where fangs were being pressed. Usagi's eyes stood erect, wide in shock. The pressure dissipated into a firm kiss.
"Hello, Kitten." A gust of a voice rolled into Usagi's ears.
"'ruka-chan?" Usagi asked, as the tears stopped.
"That's right, Kitten." Haruka pulled Usagi closer into her chest. Usagi pushed away, turning around and looking at Haruka. Those dark eyes lit and sparkled like the deepest midnight sky, filled with thousands of stars. Only, in place of stars, there was a sparkling dust of hope mixed in. Usagi leapt towards Haruka, even at such a close distance. With a gentle laugh, Haruka was tackled to the ground, holding Usagi close.
Usagi cried in happiness, holding Haruka so tightly Haruka was for once thankful she didn't need to breathe. Once the smaller girl calmed down slightly, they both laid next to each other, on the hard wood of Usagi's bedroom floor.
"Do you know where Mama is?"
"She and your brother left to go help your father—his car has a flat."
"But he was reporting all the way out in Akihabara…"**
"Which means…" Haruka let the words hang. After a pregnant pause Usagi looked at Haruka, puzzled.
"Which means?" She asked with a tone of confusion. Haruka laughed and smiled down at Usagi.
"Which means, Kitten, we're alone." Haruka straddled Usagi's waist, "And that means…" Haruka grabbed both of Usagi's slender wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand, "I can do whatever I want," Haruka placed a firm kiss on Usagi's neck and slowly trailed them lower, landing on her collar bone.
While still kissing firmly, her hand rolled down Usagi's side like a breeze, sneaking under the bottom of smaller girl's shirt and touching that slender waist. With the cool and amazing force of a wind storm, Haruka's touched the side of Usagi's breast and then slid her hand back down, to her wider hip. Haruka held it, kissing the school girl's neck with great passion. Usagi whimpered moans, twisting and arching as unfamiliar feelings rose within her.
"'ru-ru-ka-cha-" Usagi's voice melted with molten passion, as her body became inflamed with an unfamiliar desire. Haruka smirked, proud of her handiwork; She unhooked Usagi's skirt, slowly zipping the skirt down. Once Usagi realized what was going on, her cheeks became rich in red, "Oh no! You shouldn't!" She shook her head shyly.
"Why not?" Haruka asked, while continuing to unzip. Usagi squirmed, pressing her hips up against Haruka.
Usagi didn't have an answer, her mind was lost in this thick cloud of…overwhelming desire. The skirt was fully unzipped. Haruka leaned down, kissing Usagi firmly and raising her hips off of the younger girl.
Of course, Usagi was focused on the kiss, the cool, smooth and yet powerful lips that captured her very heard. Her mind was a wind storm in the middle of summer—the airs a mix between hot and cold, swirling, rising, falling and turbulent with passion. Once the kiss broke, Usagi blushed and clamped her knees together, looking off to the side in embarrassment; her skirt was gone.
"You're beautiful, Kitten." Haruka whispered. Usagi's breath left her body; while her heart raced so fast it almost seemed like one solid beat that never ended.
Haruka released the girl's wrists, and while her arms relaxed slightly, they remained in the same position. Carefully, Haruka pulled Usagi's uniform top off of her, exposing her breasts and abdomen. Haruka also reached up and pulled off her dark blue button down shirt.
Usagi's eyes widened as the shirt was tossed off; Haruka's breasts were hidden by a black bra, but she was certainly more full figured than she let on. Haruka's collarbones were proud and clearly visible, showing her thin and athletic form well.
Haruka scooted further back, sitting almost cross legged to the right of Usagi. Usagi sat up and crawled in front of Haruka, a section of her golden locks falling forward and forming a shinning puddle on the ground. Haruka reached out and touch Usagi's touch gently.
"Kitten, I'd never…" She struggled.
"It's okay, 'ruka-chan. I believe in you." Usagi smiled sweetly, touching Haruka's hand gingerly. Haruka slid the hand away, and down Usagi's shoulder, to her back. With a quick motion of her hands, Usagi's bra became unhooked. Usagi blushed as the bra fell, and she reached up to cover herself, standing on her knees. Haruka rose quickly, halting Usagi's arms from covering her pale breasts. Haruka reached behind her back and swiftly unhooked her own bra.
With little hesitance, Haruka pressed herself against Usagi, chest to chest, heart to heart. It was a physical union of yin and yang, the cold and the warm, the hopeless and the hopeful. Together, they became something more than just themselves, they grew past their losses.
Usagi wrapped her arms around Haruka, who quickly returned the gesture . They sat like that, enjoying one another for a long while. It wasn't until that the light had melted into night, and Usagi's thin arms became drenched in goose bumps that they even spoke.
Haruka started to stand, pulling the puzzled Usagi up with her. The smaller girl tilted her head in confusing, golden streams of hair swirling as she did so.
They stood, completely drenched in the cool night's light, the warm tangerine streetlights dripping into the windows, and allowing their skin to take on a warm shade. Nearly naked, they embraced deeply, Usagi molding flawlessly to Haruka, and Haruka tightly holding her princess, as if to protect her from loneliness, if nothing else.
Usagi looked down, with an almost injured look.
"What's wrong, Usagi?" Haruka asked. Usagi blushed deeply, inhaled sharply and stiffened. Confusedly, Haruka giggled at the innocent girl.
"What's wrong?" Haruka repeated, rubbing Usagi's arms softly; her silk-and-pumice hands rolled over them, smooth like wind.
"You used my name…" Usagi whispered.
"I did. You are Usagi, but…" Haruka leaned in, kissing the pulse Usagi's neck, then letting her lips breezily rub against Usagi's ear, "You're also my kitten, my princess, and more." Usagi's heart was racing so loud, it was almost all Haruka could hear; the rush, rise and fall, the waves of blood cascading through that little body.
With no warning, Usagi's stomach made its presence known with a drowning. It growled long, with a strong crescendo that ended in Usagi giggling nervously. Haruka smiled charmingly down at Usagi.
"Let's go get you some food, Kitten."
"Nyaaa." Usagi cooed, in a cat-like pout.
It was almost two in the morning when Haruka stood at the door, while Usagi leaned tiredly against the wooden frame. The cool morning air rolled through the streets. They stood practically millimeters apart, gazing deeply into each other's eyes, not wanting to truly say good bye.
Gingerly, Haruka reached down and cupped Usagi's smooth cheek in her palm, her fingers tracing small circles into the girl's cheek bone. They whispered messages to each other softly, before Usagi close her eyes, standing on the tips of her toes, leaning into Haruka and sealing their farewell with a sweetly sad kiss. Hesitantly, Haruka stepped back. Usagi watched, silently, as her love walked away.
Haruka tossed one last look back at Usagi, before placing on her helmet, walking across the street, and boarding her motorcycle. The roar of the machine was somehow dampened by the intense emotions and longing that filled the air with a bitter humidity.
Minako watched, sitting in the tree. Her eyes softened while her insides swirled, chains of emotions tightening around her stomach while daggers of knowledge tried to stab her mind. Next to her, Artemis sat and his tail flicked wildly.
"What'll we do, Minako-chan?" Artemis asked, his voice hesitant.
"I don't know, Artemis." Minako sighed. Her crystal blue eyes tried so desperately to evaluate the situation, to find some solution. Those eyes slipped closed.
Usagi walked inside of her house.
Artemis looked up at her, concerned, seeing that beautiful face contorted in confusion and stress. With the love of a dear friend, he nuzzled his furry head and body against Minako, trying to offer some sort of comfort.
"Are you going to tell the other girls?" Artemis asked. As Usagi's bedroom light turned off, Minako jumped out of the tree. Artemis followed. There was a long pause as they walked several blocks, towards Rei's.
"No." Minako answered eventually. Surprised, Artemis looked up, but decided it was best to end the conversation for that night. He sighed worriedly to himself, though.
It was five days later, and the weather again had shifted, into a much cooler set of degrees, leading many girls to shiver on their way to school, even in their thick winter uniforms. The same uniforms that just a month ago were too warm.***
Everyone walked to school now in small clusters, all the girls going slower and huddling closely together for warmth.
Usagi, for once, wasn't late. As she entered the class room, where her red-headed first teacher was already sitting, her face buried in a magazine, Haruna looked up. With a look of shock, she quickly looked up at the clock, then back at Usagi, who was finding her seat.
"No way!" Haruka yelled, slamming her magazine to the podium and staring at Usagi.
Usagi looked at Haruna, "What?" she asked.
"This…this can't be! Impossible! Tsukino-san, did you come in and change the time in our class room clock?" Haruna asked, her green eyes narrowing into pointed daggers.
"How mean, Haruna-sensei!" Usagi retorted. Haruna looked down at her wrist and checked the time: the classroom clock was right, and students who were always timely were still entering.
"I don't believe it…" She mumbled, before returning to her seat at the front of the room.
Ami looked at Usagi and giggled gently.
Haruka's fingers traced the ivory keys; the piano was an antique, but no one would guess it, as it was in such marvelous shape. Each note, so pristine and precise, melted into each other the vibrations colliding together, creating a crescendo of chords before trickling into sweet individual notes. As Haruka continued to play, her fingers dancing from both ends of the spectrum, the sound of wind, wrapping around a lover, was brought to life by those notes.
She was thankful, slightly. These winter months meant less sunlight, less time she had to spend hiding. Instead of hiding, Haruka was able to run, at a distance and watch Usagi, make sure that little one was safe. From far away Haruka had stopped potential attacks, which was a small victory.
Haruka became dizzy, and her fingers trembled, pausing and weakening the notes. She shook her head, and continued to play, pushing her fingers harder. As the melody returned, her mind wandered against, lost in the gust of notes.
When was the last time she had… Even in her mind, Haruka struggled to even think of what she needed. What made it worse was seafood seemed to no longer do the trick. Now she was working off of raw beef, finding satisfaction in it, but how much longer would that last. Haruka's vision blurred, and darker; Her fingers stopped on the ivory keys.
"Damn it.." She whispered. Haruka shakily stood and wobbled to the kitchen, almost collapsing multiple times. With weak arms, Haruka desperately tried to pull open the refrigerator. Her eyes darkened, and her knees gave out. Falling backwards, Haruka's grip released from the door. She landed on her back, eyes slowly sliding closed. The refrigerator was open.
Usagi stood on the corner of some nameless street, buried within the mass of Tokyo. The trees that lined the street, which wasn't too different than the others—with bare, exposed branches braiding above the sidewalks. More or less, the path was empty, with the happy couple passing by every now and then, or even a bus. Lazily, she swung her school bag around, walking the length of the block again. Usagi sighed, then looked at her watch again, after all, it felt like another half an hour had passed, but really it was only another 10 seconds. Still, Haruka was very late—almost two hours at this point.
Usagi was also just 10 blocks away from the shrine—which she figured was the less likely place for them to look for her. She sighed, as a particularly cool breeze rolled in.
A series of screams erupted, and people came running, some of which were bloody. Usagi tucked herself in a gap between two empty houses. She pulled out her communicator, and with a click of a few buttons, she spoke the urgent message, "Everyone, there's trouble! Ten blocks west of the shrine!" Usagi flipped the small device closed before any responses could be heard.
"Moon prism power, make up!" Usagi yelled as her distinct magic washed over her. Once the transformation was complete, she ran.
It wasn't long before Sailor Moon came across a demon with reddened face, and long silver locks.**** But…he still looked familiar. Sailor Moon glanced down into the demon's hands, seeing a fist full of ofuda scrolls. The blond girl gasped and took a step back, realizing who the man was.
"Ojii-chan!" Sailor Mars cried out, just running to the same scene. Next to Mars stood Sailor Mercury, Jupiter and Venus, all of them lightly panting.
His eyes were fully dilated and the old man was growling in pain, lost between what little consciousness he had left, and the virus that ran rampant through his body. With just a flick of the wrist, paper scrolls, with intricate characters written on them, went flying through the air, restraining Sailor Mercury's feet. She reached down to touch them, to remove them.
"No, stop!" Sailor Mars shouted, taking a step closer. It was too late.
Mercury screamed loudly as crackling ebony energy singed her hands, causing her to fly backwards, her back bouncing on the rough pavement—her feet still locked in place. She quivered softly, overwhelmed by the intense pain. Her dark blue hair fanned out around her head, and Sailor Jupiter looked down, her own eyes trembling, in rage.
Sailor Mercury opened her dark eyes and smiled at the taller soldier, "Be careful." She whispered, even her voice shook.
Jupiter released a large battle cry, the antenna hidden within her tiara becoming visible, as sparks circled it. As the soldier charged, she began readying her powers.
"Supreme—" The attack was paused—two scrolls flew at her wrists, but with a quick tumble, Sailor Jupiter avoided them both. However, the other two she wasn't as lucky. They each hit a shoulder, pinning the girl face down on the concrete. She yelled loudly in frustration.
Sailor Mars and Venus looked at each other. Eight scrolls flew at them. They both simultaneously jumped in the air, landing further back and dodging the scrolls. The red-faced demon turned its attention on Sailor Moon, who flinched.
"Sailor Moon! Run!" Sailor Venus shouted. Sailor Moon stumbled backwards, her eyes wide and focused on the demon. She fell. The demon cracked a smile. Scrolls flew at Sailor Moon. She closed her eyes.
** Akihabara is roughly a four hour drive from the Tokyo area. By train it's about 3 hours.
*** In Japan, every school aged person changes from their summer uniform into their winter uniform on October first. Commonly, it is still too warm for that heavy of a uniform.
**** This is really like a mesh between Rei's grandfather and the demon he changes into during the first season, for those curious.
Author's notes: I'm sorry that I have to leave it at such a terrible spot! But, I think it'll make the next chapter a little better. Hopefully people have been enjoying it thus far. Please review, even if it's something silly or small—it's always appreciated!
Hope this chapter wasn't too…naughty for anyone's taste. :3
Until next time, adieu.