Breathless

Sesshy's Mistress

Summary: He could hardly recall the last time he had gazed into those familiar blue eyes. Even now as he stood watching her, he could hardly believe what his eyes were showing him. It was in that instant when their eyes met that he knew for certain it was her-the same eyes, the same smile, and the same face. It was all the same…

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters

AN: So, apparently, not a lot of you liked the previous chapter. Oh well… I'm finishing this, with or without your approval :)

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The moment she reappeared into her time, she was met with the forms of many reapers. They had gathered after sensing her oncoming arrival. None of them were very powerful, but their presence was enough to draw an angry sneer from her. Her hands fisted at her sides as she eyed each of them. They were looking at her expectantly with an awed look of worship. How dare they show their faces!

A warning from long ago fluttered in the back of her mind..

…light and darkness….side by side….

Her deceased mother's words could not reach her, not when the hurt was so fresh in her mind and heart. It was only made worse by the presence of the reapers. It was almost as if they were rubbing it into her face that her friends and lover were dead and that her beautiful future was destroyed. She couldn't control it when the power started to fluctuate. Her eyes glowed silver and the sigil on her brow burned brightly. Her staff morphed into Saturn's Glaive and she lunged before any of them could move.

The blade sang as it flew through the air, slicing into the flesh of the reapers one by one. She cut them down, each and every one of them. She did not take delight in the task, not like her opposite would, but she felt satisfaction when their blood soaked the ground and their corpses littered the area. There were only a few that managed to get away from her power and her blade, but she had allowed it.

After all, how else would her message get through if she had not allowed survivors?

Sailor Cosmos stood in the middle of the bloodshed. Her glass heels were coated in blood, and several fresh drops stained the once pristine white color of her uniform. But it didn't matter to her. Nothing did because this wasn't enough. Yes, she may have taken down several dozens of the ones responsible, but it wasn't enough.

The world was too bleak without her special people.

Cosmos lifted her head towards the heaven, her eyes searching the energy signature that was struggling to rise. It gave her an idea and she smirked. Yes, this would be a beautiful ending to the ones who had started this war. Taking a deep breath, Cosmos closed her eyes, picturing the place she wanted to be before allowing her body to disappear from the bloody scene.

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When she reappeared, she found herself in the deepest part of space. Darkness surrounded her and a deep chill filled the air. She ignored it. Instead, Cosmos summoned her wings and flew head first into the darkness, looking for the being she knew laid in wait for her.

"Chaos," Cosmos called out as she came to his prison. He had no form. The being was simply a dark, writhing mass trapped in a crystal like shell. The dark entity's power pulsed at her close proximity.

Cosmos…

The words sent a shiver down her spine, but she narrowed her eyes in determination. This would be the only befitting act of revenge. Her friends would hate her for this, but it was the only thing left.

"I come with an offer for you," She spoke seriously, straightening herself and bringing her staff before her.

Oh? The dark figure chuckled. What would that be, darling Cosmos? His tone was condescending, and Cosmos had to bite her tongue to prevent her snide remark from slipping through. She did not need Chaos' help, but it would serve a purpose.

"You have fought for millennia's against me. You have tried and failed to destroy all that I love, even that planet. For that I sealed you away," She spoke to remind him of his place, and the dark mass began to beat against the crystal shell holding it captive. She smirked. "I have long believed there to be good in everyone, but I realize I was a fool."

Chaos froze and the dark mass swirled in interest.

"I offer you freedom, but at a price," Cosmos flew closer until she and the crystal were merely inches apart.

What would that be?

"A war is brewing on earth between angels, demons, and reapers," Cosmos spoke. "They have begun to involve mortals in this war, and went so far as to slaughter my family to hasten my awakening."

You want revenge! The dark being surmised with a promising chuckle. Oh, how the tables have turned. The beautiful beacon of hope has descended into depths of despair. You must be desperate if you offer me freedom.

"I will destroy each and every one of the beings that had part in the destruction of my family. They will feel my pain tenfold before I release them into the deepest pits of hell, where even the strongest of demons fear." Cosmos all but spat in her outrage. Fire burned behind her eyes. She knew what was happening and she didn't care. There was nothing left. Nothing.

What of the humans?

She snorted. "That world is doomed. Even during the time of the Moon, I refused to see this and my people paid the price. I refuse to allow such destruction to continue," She spoke with a resoluteness of stone. "Casualties are to be expected in war afterall.."

What would your precious family think of that?

"They're dead." Cosmos spoke coldly. "It matters not what they would have said because they are no longer here. Do you want your freedom or not?"

I am still weak from our last fight. How do you plan to use me to your advantage in this state? I need a form..

"I will allow you into my body until we arrive on earth, and then you will find a host. I warn you, try and take over my form, and I will throw you back into this prison to be locked away for the rest of time. I do not need you, but your presence will be most befitting of the traitorous bastards that took all that I loved from me." Cosmos lifted her staff, readying it.

How I have looked forward to this day, dear Cosmos. It's a deal. Free me and I will help you to bring destruction to the fools that incurred your wrath! The being chuckled as Cosmos' staff glowed. She brought the end of it down, slamming it into the crystal prison, causing it to crack. Chaos had only to use some of his power to shatter the crystal completely. His form floated freely for several seconds, testing itself before wrapping around Cosmos' figure.

The essence of Chaos slid into every pore of her skin, filling her until every bit of Chaos was inside of her. Cosmos was disgusted, but knew there was no other choice. With one last look at the surrounding area, she turned and headed back for earth.

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Sebastian had frozen in mid-sentence. His form was rigged as his eyes began to glow a bright red. His gaze was directed towards the opposite side of the room, and Ciel couldn't help but to wonder what had caught his attention. It took several minutes before he felt it. Something was coming. Something that Ciel had never felt before. Whatever it was, it called to him and the demonic part of him was roaring to be freed.

They were not the only demons affected. Every demon on earth and in hell could sense the presence of their dark master growing closer. They began to celebrate. Hell filled with growing anticipation. It mattered not that their master's power was unusually weak. He was returning, and soon the war would begin.

They had no idea that it was the Goddess that broke the ultimate form of evil free or that she was allowing it to ride her body to earth. None of them could imagine the plans of Cosmos, none save Sebastian and Ciel, who jumped upon the entrance of Cosmos to their room. The two stood stiff and eyed her carefully. Her power was overwhelming, but under that power was another, a darker one, and the truth of it reflected in her pitch black eyes.

Sebastian fell to his knees, bowing before the entity that was before him. Ciel looked upon his butler in surprise. He had learned many things from Sebastian, but not everything, so the behavior was strange to see.

He will do, Chaos spoke to Cosmos in her mind. She eyed the kneeling demon in question. He is not mortal, so his body will not decay from my presence. He may not be the strongest demon, but he holds the most potential. Yes, he will do.

"Surely, I assumed you would have preferred the child," Cosmos spoke as her gaze locked with Ciel's, and it was then that Ciel could sense the other essence in the room. The demon in him answered to that darkness, and Ciel fell to his knees in shock.

Ah, his darkness is all his own, Chaos spoke and it served to confuse Cosmos more. You have yet to learn all there is to know of him. He is special, my dear. More so than you have yet to realize, but when you do, I look forward to it.

Chaos had waited patiently, simmering under the surface. He used the last of his saved energy to break through a weak point in her shield. He consumed her and used her body to stride forward. Cosmos' hand struck out, grasping the front of Sebastian's clothes and forcing him to his feet.

In a voice mixed with that of Cosmos' and Chaos, he spoke. "You shall serve your purpose and be rewarded, demon. Feel honored, it is not every day that I give my power and my essence to a lower being."

Sebastian had no time to respond as the lips of Cosmos connected with his. His red eyes widened when he felt the dark energy from her open mouth flow through him. He closed his eyes as the power filled him and he moved his hands to grasp her head, pulling her close as he hungrily consumed the essence of his dark master.

As more of Chaos filled him, he could tell that he was changing. He could feel every bit of it and he thrived on it. Only when Chaos' entire essence had been absorbed did he slowly pull back. Sebastian's hands removed themselves from Cosmos. He inspected himself, noting how easily the darkness of the room swirled around him. Chaos and Sebastian were one. Inseparable. Memories that did not belong to him filled Sebastian's mind. He watched through his mind's eyes the many battles against the beautiful silver Goddess. From their original forms to now, he watched and he enjoyed the scenes of death and destruction from each life and memory. The pain from the previous hosts fed his dark lust.

"Sebastian," Ciel's voice called for his attention. When Sebastian caught sight of the younger demon, he smirked. The seal was gone from Ciel's eyes. No longer was he bound to serve the younger demon.

You will serve no one… the thoughts of Chaos entered his mind. No one save Cosmos is equal to us in strength and power.

"Already you are taking to his power quite well," Cosmos spoke in monotone as she stepped back to give herself some space from him. Her hand rose to her face, and she wiped the back of her hand across her lips, trying to erase the feel of Sebastian's lips against hers. "It won't be long before the two of you are complete. You will be Chaos in every sense of the world."

"What the hell does that mean?" Ciel questioned when his butler gave him no answer, only an amused look followed by a chuckle.

"It means that I freed the being that created demons like you," Cosmos spoke condescendingly. "I freed him so that I could reap my revenge on those that dared steal my happiness – my loved ones – from me." Her hands fisted at her sides as she glared through Ciel, picturing the faces of the ones she had yet to find and slaughter. "The reapers wanted to end the demons, and with my power, they would have succeeded."

"You and the child are not so different," Sebastian chuckled. A memory suddenly came to him of the woman in a beautiful white dress. A sword had penetrated her chest, making it blossom with blood. In his mind, the final moments of the woman's kingdom played quickly, and he watched as her body, along with the others, were transformed. The souls were sent to the earth, waiting to be reborn. He watched in shock and surprise as the woman in front of him was reborn as Rachel and how the being now inside of him had sensed it and taken advantage of it….

"The time to strike is not upon us, yet. I would suggest you restrain yourself until the stage has been set," Cosmos spoke in warning as a portal opened next to her. She had to check in on the last few special people that meant anything to her.

Sebastian smirked in a fashion that was already close to mimicking Chaos. Yes, that host had potential. It was obvious in how quickly the two were combining. Would the reapers sense the change? If so, she looked forward to their next move. With a slight inclination of her head to bid her goodbye's, Cosmos stepped into the portal, disappearing from the room.

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When she reappeared, she resembled her old self once more. Her portal had brought her behind her childhood home. Blue eyes scanned the home, already sensing that her mother was inside. Shingo was probably away at school and her father probably had yet to return from work. With a heavy sigh, Usagi walked around the front of the house, used the hidden key, and entered.

"Shingo, honey, are you home so soon?" Ikuko spoke as she moved to look down the hallway. She expected to see her son, but was shocked to find her daughter sliding off her shoes. The glass she had been drying with her hand towel slipped to the ground, shattering.

"Okaa-san," Usagi stated softly, moving forward in concern.

"My baby…" Ikukuo choked on a sob. She stepped forward, ignoring the glass shards scattered across the floor. Her mind didn't register the pain of the glass cutting into her feet. She stumbled as she came to hug her daughter, who ended up supporting her mother. Ikukuo began to sob, clutching tightly onto her daughter in disbelief.

"They…" She could hardly talk through her sobbing. "They said… you were… gone," She cried harder. Cosmos, disguised as Usagi, smiled softly and slowly ran her hand through her earth mother's hair. The force of her mother's heavier weight brought Usagi to her knees. She sat on them, kneeling, while her mother clings tightly to her.

"It's okay," Usagi spoke softly. "It's all going to be okay," she chanted over and over. "I'm here now." She whispered words of support continuously, even after her mother's sobs began to soften. "I won't let them take you, too." Her blue eyes turned silver as she stared into the distance.

Pulling back, Usagi placed a kiss on her mother's brow. Power flooded into the mortal woman, filling her with the deep urge to sleep. She fought it at first, but at her daughter's insistence, Ikukuo closed her eyes, and her body collapsed against Usagi. For a while, that is where Usagi stayed. Simply speaking words of promise as she gently combed her mother's hair out with her fingers.

When Shingo came home, half an hour later, Usagi smiled at him from the doorway. She had carried her mother up the stairs, laying her from on her mother and father's bed.

"You finally woke up, Odango?" Shingo questioned as he dropped his bag next to his shoes. He pushed by his sister, knowing if he stared at her he'd start to cry. He was a man and men don't cry. Yet, when Usagi's hand came to rest on his shoulder, stopping his movement, Shingo could sense a change.

Something wasn't right. This wasn't his sister. Well, it was, but Usagi was never this calm and serious.

"Where's Okaa-san?" He questioned. He had made it close enough to the kitchen that he could tell Ikukuo was not there. Normally at this hour, she was busy in the kitchen preparing for when Kenji returned.

"Upstairs resting," The form of his sister spoke as she stood closely behind him. Shingo stiffened as her arms wrapped around his shoulders, and she propped her chin on his head. "I'm so sorry," she whispered softly, and he felt wet droplets fall on his head. She was crying!

"For what?" He questioned, still unmoving. His heart was beginning to beat rapidly, and he was sure she could hear it.

"It'll be different next time," Usagi spoke as she turned him to face her. She tilted his head upward, and leaned down to place a kiss against his brow. Power pulsed, and he collapsed to the floor at her feet. More tears fell and, for a while, she stayed there, watching him. Eventually, she gathered him in her arms and carried him to his room, gently laying him down and tucking him into the bed.

She returned down the stairs and began to clean up the glass on the floor, and that is how her father found her, kneeling on the ground, small cuts on her palms as she cleaned up the last few slivers of glass. He said nothing. His briefcase fell to the floor next to him as he ran forward, embracing Usagi tightly.

He cried against her shoulder, surprising her. Usagi stayed there, letting him hold her as he continued to cry. "I thought we had lost you for sure this time," He spoke once he finally was able to regain some self-control. "We all did…" He shook softly.

"Where is Luna?" Usagi questioned, having noticed the black cat had not been in the house.

"Your friend came to get her before… " His eyes softened as he looked down at his daughter in sympathy.

"I know," Usagi spoke, regarding the deaths. "That's why I came back. I have to make things right and prevent them from taking more of my loved ones away from me." Usagi spoke but her words were hollow as her eyes began to bleed silver. Kenji cupped his daughter's face, eyes widening in surprise. He and his wife had assumed she was special, knew it in their hearts, and had thought she was Sailor Moon. Never had they broached the subject, but this was something different. Her eyes were so cold and she looked … broken.

"What have you done?" Kenji spoke, idly noting how quiet the house was. Shingo's shoes had been by the door, and his wife had no plans for the day. Where were they?

"I'm making things right," Usagi embraced her father tightly. "I hope you won't think less of me, Otou-san." Her eyes were completely silver now and she began to use the same spell on him, but he was fighting it. Her Otou-san knew her the best, even more than Shingo. It pained her to do this, but she was stronger now. She had to do this. Eventually, he too collapsed and as she struggled to carry him up stairs, she continued to apologize, over and over.

"I'm sorry… so sorry… please… I'm so sorry…" Her whispers were the only sounds to echo throughout the house. Once she had him in bed, she fell to her knees at her parent's bed. Usagi looked at their resting forms and prayed for forgiveness. She stayed like that for hours, until the sun fell and the moon was beginning to rise. When all her tears were gone, she rose and brought a hand over their chests. She summoned their crystals to her and held them close to her chest as she moved to do the same to her brother.

When she left that house, all was dark, and the only life left in it was the life captured in pictures that decorated the home.

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I had almost all of this written out, then got stuck at the end. Now I know what I want to do to start off the next chapter. I was going to include more, but I don't want to get into too many details that don't directly involve the upcoming… events.

So, how many of you hate me right now?

We will see…

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