Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Mad World ❯ Kami It Hurts ( Chapter 1 )
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By: ArtemisDeLaSoleil 
Ehh just read it to find out :P
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.19.2011 | Updated On: 12.13.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 436 | Status: Work In Progress
Ehh just read it to find out :P
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.19.2011 | Updated On: 12.13.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 436 | Status: Work In Progress
ArtemisDeLaSoleil: I'm sure if yo u bounce between this site and FF.net you might
recognize this story. My screen name on that site is Uzume Tsuki. I created this account a
looooong time ago just only posted one story since its such a pain to re-format these stories.
Anyways this story will not exactly be upbeat and all out kick ass independent like my
recent ones. It deals with very REAL situations that people face every day. At times it will
be sad. And in all honesty I hope it makes you cry. Because if it does, my point has gotten
across to you; and I have done my job as a writer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or DBZ. The only beings in my story that are mine
are Shiro and Kouen.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or DBZ. The only beings in my story that are mine are Shiro and Kouen.
Warning: Yaoi will be rampant, but any relationship will not happen until later chapters. And characters will have OOC moments. I am trying to make them react as close to REAL people as possible for the situations in this story. Oh and there will be mention of underage sex.
Oh…and a pet peeve of mine is that in A LOT of stories people make Mamoru 25. The guy ISN’T 25! In the beginning of the manga right when Rei joined the team you catch a glimpse of his school I.D badge and it says that he is an upper classman. Around 17 or 18 meaning 11th or 12th grd. And in Stars he is off to college which makes him about 19 or 20 because Usagi is 15 and has just started 9th grd. So he WILL be at the most 21 in this story. Making him the same age as my OC.
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It is a scary thing to not be accepted; to know that those you love do not accept you for what you are. It leaves a void in ones soul; in ones psyche. It is a terrible pain to have to endure. In life all people want is to be accepted, especially by those who matter to you. But, then again… if they cannot accept you…do they truly matter? - Kazuo Shiro Tsukino.
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Goten sat on his bed with his head in his hands. He had hoped that things would go differently than they had. He was so sure that they wouldn’t care. Boy was he wrong. He could hear his mother on crying to Bulma over the phone. Gohan still sat on the couch, no doubt a shocked look was still frozen on his face. His father…well his father being the eternal optimist that he was didn’t care. Though he had his doubts that the elder Saiyajin knew what he was talking about at first, he knew his father wasn’t as dumb as everyone thought he was. And really he could tell just by the look in his father’s eyes that he could care less about it. To Goku he would always be his son, and it didn’t matter what his sexuality was.
He had tried to hide it…he really had. He had forced himself to date pretty girls. And for a while that had been enough. It had been enough to act like a player; pretending that he could care less about breaking some poor girl’s heart. But it killed him each time he did it. There had been one girl who realized the truth before it could get too far. Her name was Minako.
She and her friends had just appeared out of nowhere one day. Literally. They had all been in the middle of their annual get-together, when nine girls in VERY short skirts had just appeared. Before any of them reacted a young girl with an odd hair style named Usagi stepped forward and spoke on their behalf. They were in the middle of a war, and needed help. A friend had told them about the famed Z fighters, and they needed to be trained; badly. If not the whole universe would be in danger, and not even four super saiyajins could stop the evil that was bound to smother all in its path. So, his ever trusting father agreed, much to Vegeta’s chagrin. Not that all of them were exactly happy about the situation either. Their talking cats seemed apprehensive about it but, followed along anyways. The only one who seemed to have no bones about letting them know she didn’t trust them was Setsuna.
In the midst of all this he stayed in perfect form. Flirting with the ones who would flirt back, all the while keeping himself from hurling from the sick feeling in his stomach. Unlike him Trunks had set his eyes on the unattainable though. Usagi was a sweet girl; and in all honesty though Trunks was his best friend, he had wanted to throttle him when he was told. But most of all he wanted to cry. He had tried to ignore it he really did, but his growing feelings for his best friend wouldn’t go away.
Like his father Usagi was a pure soul that knew no hatred. To her all beings deserved a chance to live. In her presence he felt at peace. It was as if he knew in the end everything would be alright. He knew then that if Trunks were to sink his teeth into her she would be forever broken. Thankfully, she had a fiancé whom she was determined to save. Trunks however did not give up. Even after countless threats from her friends, who admitted they would readily follow her to Hell and back if necessary.
Alas, it was inevitable to some degree, but not even his vain friend could keep himself from completely falling for the angel that was Usagi, even if he wouldn’t admit it. But he wasn’t stupid enough to think that on some level Usagi wasn’t attracted to Trunks. Not with the way she smiled at him. All of her smiles were huge and welcoming, but when she smiled at Trunks it was different.
Minako and Makoto were the WORST at flirting with him. Minako had a…stalkerish quality to her though. And Makoto was just plain scary. But he had to save face, so he took Minako out on a date. He tried to act as if he didn’t mind her touching him, tried to keep from hurling at the thought. Unlike most girls, Minako noticed. She just smiled knowingly at him, and bluntly asked. He had been so shocked at first and was unable to answer.
+flashback+
“You’re not really attracted to me are you?” Minako smiled at Goten from across the table.
“W-what?”
She laughed. “You put on a good poker face you know that. I don’t see how other girls don’t see it. But I am a daughter of Aphrodite, I can sense these things unlike normal girls. You’re so rigid. And you flinch every time I touch you, every time ANY of us have touched you. Not only are you not attracted to me…” she shook her head and smiled. “It’s okay you know…”
“What is?”
“I’ve noticed that when I speak to you, when a cute guy walks by, you look at him not me.”
“W-WHAT? I’m not… I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
She giggled again. “Goten it’s okay! It doesn’t bother me. Love is love, no matter what form it takes. Besides my cousin is a lesbian, why would it bother me? Besides there will be other guys who will find me pretty. I didn’t expect this to go anywhere anyways.”
Goten couldn’t say anything. He just stared at her in horror for a few minutes. “Please. Please don’t say anything! You can’t tell ANYONE!”
She titled her head. “Why not?”
“Why do you think I’ve been acting like I have? No one knows! Not my family. NO ONE.”
Her eyes softened and she reached across the table to grasp his hands. “Goten they are your friends and family. They will love you no matter what. I don’t think any less of you. Neither will the other girls. Hell Haruka will like you even more!”
“Even more?” Goten was confused.
“Haruka has been where you are Goten. She knows what it’s like. I think… I think that is why she hasn’t treated you like she has Trunks. I think she already knew. Besides Goten, it shouldn’t matter what others think of you!” She looked to the side for a minute. “Someone once told me: In life all people want is to be accepted, especially by those who matter to you. But, then again… if they cannot accept you…do they truly matter?”
+end flashback+
After that he spent countless hours with the girls. With them he could be who he really was. And Minako was right, Haruka sympathized with him. And it left the others confused, especially Trunks. No one could figure how Goten could spend so much time with the girls, and not have Haruka threaten him with her Space Buster Sword. The other girls agreed with Minako. They said he should tell his family. He told them everything, including about his feelings for his best friend. He told them that he understood that it was moot that anything would happen between them.
Haruka told him something similar to what Minako had said. “If they cannot accept you for who you are, fuck ‘em. I’m not saying that it won’t hurt… because it will. But know that there WILL be others who WILL accept you for you. And in the end, they are your true family. And they are all you need.”
And oh was she right. It DID hurt. Oh Kami it hurt. It felt like there was this…HOLE in his heart. No. His SOUL. Every fiber of his being was hurting from the look of pure horror that crossed his mother’s face. The look of shock on Gohan’s face was no better.
He had always idolized Gohan. When he was younger he wanted nothing more than to be like him. And when his father came back, he found another hero. Well, there was Vegeta too. But he knew inside he could never be like the Saiyajin no Ouji. It wasn’t in him to be that ruthless. But soon, he found out that though he thought his brother was perfect, he was far from it. As he got older he could see that his brother wasn’t happy with how his life was working out. His brother was strong, smart, and a good fighter. But somewhere along the way something had happened to him. And no matter how he tried, Goten could not get it out of him.
But he got it out of Bulma.
She had said after Mirai left, Gohan had receded into himself. Not only had his father died (which he blamed himself for). His best friend had left him. It had taken months for him to come back to himself. And even then he hadn’t fully returned. She had analyzed him, because their mother had been worried, and the best she could come up with was that he had been traumatized because of recent events. Saiyajin or not, he was a young boy who had just seen his father die.
With great power comes great responsibility. And for one so young to be thrust into a position where something so great was put on his shoulders… well it could break anyone. And power sometimes blinds people. And in that small moment, Gohan had been blinded. And it didn’t really help that Videl had left him. Or was it that he left her? He didn’t know… it was never explained to him. All he got was that she couldn’t deal with how things went with this family.
Shit. He could feel Trunks flying this way. Of course it was only a matter of time before he found out. Now he was coming to verify it.
His mother was now off the phone and talking rather loudly with their father. Surprisingly, his father was actually yelling back, defending his youngest son.
“Chichi why does it matter?! He’s your son! It shouldn’t matter who or WHAT he likes!”
That was his father. Always the optimist.
There was a soft knock on his door, but he ignored it. “Goten? It’s me…can I come in??”
He snorted and whispered, “What do you think?” Really he just wanted to be alone.
The door opened and shut, and he felt the bed sink lower as Gohan sat down. They stayed silent for a bit, listening to their parents argue.
“Are you sure?” Gohan asked suddenly.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“All the girls you dated…”
“I have a good poker face I’ve been told.” Goten remarked wryly.
“Who told you that?”
“Minako.”
“She knew?”
“Yeah…all of the girls knew. She figured it out on the first date.”
“So that’s why Haruka got along with you so well.”
“Mmhm…”
They sat quietly for a few more moments until they heard the door slam.
“I’ve never heard dad yell at mom before…”
“I have…once…”
Goten looked up at Gohan. “Why?”
“I don’t remember…I think it was…shortly before Cell…something about allowing me to fight I think…”
Goten snorted again. “Ah…”
“Look Goten…” Gohan reach forward.
“I won’t change.”
“What?”
“I’m not gunna change just because y’all won’t accept me.”
Gohan looked stunned for a few seconds before jumping up looking appalled. “Who said we wouldn’t accept you? Who said I won’t? You’re my brother!” Suddenly he sighed and sat down. “Look Goten… just be careful okay? A lot of people will say a lot of mean things now that it’s out. And now you’re gunna find out who your true friends are. But don’t let that stop you. Don’t change or hide yourself from anyone. And there will be some people who will take advantage of you… so please…be careful.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because…because you had the courage to do what I didn’t.”
“What do you-”
Suddenly there was an urgent knocking at the door.
“Fuck…” They had gotten so caught up in their conversation that Goten had forgotten about Trunks. Instead of waiting like any normal person Trunks simply just opened to door, but stood in the door way hesitant to enter.
“I’ll be in the kitchen.” Gohan walked out. But not before whispering something in Trunks’ ear that made him flinch. Something that sounded like, “Hurt him and your ass is mine.”
Goten looked everywhere but at Trunks. Everything was more interesting than looking at the accusing eyes of his best friend.
“Is it true?”
Straight to the point. Damn him for being like his father. Of all the people in the world, it would hurt the most if his best friend didn’t accept him. His father did, and his brother did. He could live with his mother hating him. But not Trunks. Not his best friend. No one said it would be easy…but Kami if Trunks hated him now…he would die. Taking a deep breath he looked up defiantly shocking his purple haired friend.
“And if it is?”
“How could you…why? But…” The normally articulate demi saiyajin was at a loss for words. And he had the nerve to look betrayed.
“Did you ever…” before Trunks could even finish Goten jumped up.
“That’s not a fair question to ask!” He could feel Gohan and his father tense up from the kitchen. He had to defuse this quickly! Somehow he had to get rid of the slowing growing look of horror that crossed his friends face.
“Not… Not a fair question? Of course it’s a fair question!” Trunks looked outraged.
“Look it doesn’t matter okay!?” Goten turned away. He couldn’t stand the look he was getting. It tore at his heart.
“Doesn’t matter? Goten this is serious!”
“You think I don’t know that?! My own mother HATES me! She HATES me Trunks!! You don’t think I didn’t hear her while she BITCHED to your mom about it? I had to SIT here and LISTEN to it ALL! But it doesn’t matter. I WON’T change! This is who I am! GET USED TO IT OR GET OUT!”
“What?”
“I said if you can’t accept me for what I am. FUCK. YOU.” On the inside he was hoping his friend would cave and accept him. Even if he didn’t return his feelings. He could deal with that.
Trunks took a step back and Goten’s heart sunk. And it must have shown on his face, because Trunks flinched again.
“Get out.” Goten whispered painfully.
Before Trunks could do anything Gohan and Goku appeared. “It’s time for you to go…”
“What!?” Gohan grabbed Trunks by his arms and Goku got his legs and they manhandled him out of the house. All Goten could do was drop to the floor and curl up into a ball.
Kami the pain was worse now. How could he live through this? The one person who was supposed to always stick by him… Kami how was he gunna survive this pain?
+The other side of the universe+
Kazuo looked out at the sky and frowned. Somewhere…someone innocent was in pain. Someone who didn’t deserve the pain they were in just broke. It was a familiar feeling to him. He knew that pain all too well. A pain he had to live with since he had been reborn and discovered who and what he was. He looked around the cabin of the airplane at all of the passengers. He didn’t have to take a plane. He could use the shadows to get to Japan from Ireland. But he didn’t want them to know he was coming. He wanted the enemy to be surprised.
The people around him were getting antsy, and the man sitting on the other side of him tried to scoot away. Ahh, the sixth sense of every living being when they were around a predator. They didn’t know why, but they knew they should fear him. Before he could delve into that thought anymore he felt it. Felt the collision of powers.
“Tish’na!” he cursed in Lunarian making people look at him. It started sooner than he thought it would! Standing up he shouldered his bag and picked up the small form of Kousetsu [1] before scooting his way out of his seat and walked towards the bathroom. He had to find a shadow. Quickly! Right as he rounded the corner a stewardess rounded the other one and he reached out to her shadow disappearing from sight startling a few passangers. He would deal with that later. Right now he had to get to the battle. He had to save her from falling into darkness. He had to save Serenity.
Before he knew it he was there. He could feel the pain… the suffering. Selene if he was too late he would never forgive himself! Opening his eyes he scanned the area quickly. Most of the scouts were down. There were some he didn’t recognize. And Galaxia’s dead body lay in the ashes of this broken world not too far from the dead body of Mamoru. But Chaos was still alive, feeding on the pain and discord of the battle. Quickly he set the now awake Kousetsu down. He would be fine in the shadows. “Stay here little one… I’ll be back.”
“N’kay Papa.” Kazuo’s eyes flashed and he stepped out of the shadows.
Everything stopped. He stood out with his white hair and silver armor amongst the blackened soil. He heard a soft gasp coming from the side and he looked at her. Usagi. Selene how she had grown. As always there was this light about her. Even beaten and torn as she was, she was still beautiful. If anything she looked even more like an angel.
“Kazuo…”
Drawing his sword he smiled. “Shall we? Imoto?”
A look of pure determination crossed her face as she nodded. And suddenly….
Usagi woke up screaming her battle cry in her room. Breathing heavily she looked around before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She had been reliving that same memory for MONTHS now. They had defeated Chaos with the help of her brother. She had always known there was something special about him. But not that he was her reincarnated brother from the Silver Millennium. Remembering their child hood, it should have been obvious though. The dreams he had growing up… their “secret language”. She had actually thought about it… she had wanted to believe that he had actually been there. But each time the idea that it was just his empathic abilities that allowed him to see those dreams came to her mind.
To say everyone else had been shocked was an understatement. She had never told them of her elder brother Kazuo. But it had been so painful for her to talk about him. And they were not allowed to speak of him at home. No trace of him existed within the Tsukino household except one picture that she had kept hidden in her bedside table. ChibiUsa had found it one time and asked her who it was. She was shocked that the girl didn’t know her own Uncle. She had quickly run to Setsuna who she knew already knew about him and asked why ChibiUsa didn’t know him. And of course the woman wouldn’t tell her a damn thing.
So she had spent a whole night telling the child who he was. ChibiUsa herself was shocked, and promised to go home and find out why he wasn’t with them in the future. Now she had to rethink everything she knew about her aniki… he had a son… it was obvious that Kousetsu was her aniki’s son. The white hair, the moonstone colored skin, and even the softness of his face. He was a green eyed chibi Kazuo.
After the battle they had all gathered at the shrine and just collapsed. Then all of the questions about Kazuo started. She could remember the day clearly in her head when her parents made her brother leave her. It had been a few years before she had found Luna and had to have been one of the saddest, if not the saddest day, of her life. But the sadness was over. He was back and they were all alive. The only issue was that he and Mamoru didn’t get along. At all. And it wasn’t the normal ‘I’m not gunna like you because you’re dating my imoto’ dislike. No, it went deeper than that. And it brought to mind all the times he would just bow up at any boy that came near her.
At first Mamoru was hesitant to leave at all after what had just happened. But Kazuo had jumped up and said that he should return back to the states to finish his studies. After all, everyone else was capable of protecting themselves. They had done it before the Terrans had come into their lives and would continue to do so AFTER the Terrans left. It was then that what should have been obvious became painfully obvious. Kazuo’s dislike of Mamoru was because he was Endymion; because he was Terran. That resulted in a fight about her own protection. Not that she really needed it now…
+flashback+
“I’m supposed to protect her!” Mamoru stood up from his seated position. Kousetsu watched from his aunt’s lap, green eyes wide. He had his father’s snow white hair and the customary alabaster skin of a Lunarian.
“No you’re not. They are.” Kazuo motioned to the Senshi. “I am.”
“And so am I!”
Kazuo snorted. “Oh like you’ve been doing such a KILLER job at protecting her! Don’t think just because I wasn’t here I didn’t see everything that happened. Because I did. I saw all of the times when you SHOULD have been protecting her and you weren’t. I saw all of the times she was captured or hurt because you failed to do what you claim is your job! The job of a protector is to keep your charge from harm. Not get them hurt OR hurt them yourself!”
“Oh really? And what have you been doing this whole time huh? Where have you been? Not doing your job?” Mamoru sneered.
Kazuo just shook his head and rolled his eyes. “I was in other parts of the world. Fighting off what you couldn’t get to!”
“Yet Chaos still got through!”
“People grow through conflict Mamoru-san. I cannot kill all of the enemies. If I did, none of you would have made it this far because you would be powerless. Weak. Or should I say they would be. Just go back to the states. She doesn’t need you to protect her anymore.”
“Oh? And she needs you?”
“No.”
“What?”
“I am not here to protect her. I am here to HELP her. And you do nothing but stand there and toss roses and spout ridiculous lines of what you think is help.”
Three snorted laughs interrupted Mamoru before he could reply.
Makoto turned red, Haruka just shook with laughter and Kousetsu grinned widely.
“What? He’s right! OW!” Haruka rubbed the back of her head. “Michi why did you do that!?”
“No matter how right Kazu-kun might be it does not give you the right to agree!” Michiru chided her girlfriend. Since her brother had been back, it was like he had been with them the whole time. All of the girls called him Kazu-kun. And all of the girls adored Kosetsu. ChibiUsa didn’t know what to think of them. She knew that witch their presence that her future would change. But she was still excited that she had gotten to meet her uncle and cousin.
“How right he might be?!” Mamoru shouted.
“Of course he’s right.” Rei spoke up. “Usagi does not need you to protect her anymore. She is perfectly capable. You were dead when the end of the battle came, but we weren’t. Usagi stood next to Kazu-kun and did what not even Galaxia could do.” The others minus Setsuna nodded in agreement.
“All of you agree with him? You’ve all turned against me?”
“I was never with you…” Haruka mumbled. “OW!” Michiru just smiled as she pinched Haruka’s arm.
“Just go back to the states Mamo-chan… you need to finish your studies.” She finally spoke up. “Besides you should be done in a few years. And we will call you if we really need you.”
“Usako?”
“Be sure to call and let me know you made it. Kay?” She just smiled.
+end flashback+
So Mamoru had left for the states dejected because it was obvious he wasn’t needed anymore. In all honesty she hadn’t needed him to protect her since after Wiseman. It was then that she started recognizing that she couldn’t just sit back and allow her friends to do all the fighting. Not when ChibiUsa had been captured and turned against them. So she started focusing on getting control over her powers and not relying on the crystal or Mamoru as much. He didn’t really notice that much. Well that wasn’t true, he did notice, he was just in complete denial about her not really needing him. The others had noticed it, and had gladly helped their Hime come into her own as a Sailor Senshi.
It had caused a rift to start forming between the two “star crossed lovers”. She acted as if she was upset with him leaving for the states. And she acted as if she was thrilled about him asking her to marry him when he returned, but she wasn’t. She was relieved in all honesty. Though he was in denial that didn’t mean he didn’t say anything to her. They had argued about quite often and it drove her nuts.
Rolling her eyes she pushed the thought of her future husband to the back of her mind and looked around her room. The walls were a dark navy blue with vertical metallic silver stripes each about two inches wide. The floors were a dark cherry wood as was all of her furniture. Her bed was a platform bed with a silver satin comforter with dark navy percale [A.N. the FINEST sheets available almost silk-like in feel.] sheets that were 500 thread count. Kazuo had insisted on giving her the best things life could offer. She was a hime and needed to be treated like one. She wasn’t quite comfortable with it. She had always had nice things growing up, their family wasn’t poor, but he insisted that he had missed doting on her like he used to.
At first it had been little things like jewelry and purses. Her parents didn’t ask thinking it was Mamoru sending her gifts as a way of making up for not being there. Then it had moved to clothes and even an iPod touch and an iPhone and a laptop to go with the iPod. That was when they started to question her. She was shocked when they had asked her if an older man was giving her gifts. As if she would lower herself that way! Of course there had been older men who had been sick enough to offer things like that, but she always turned them down.
She started lying saying Mamoru was sending her gifts. And she got an after school job, and started saving the allowance she got from chores and the good grades she had finally started to make. That all came to a crashing halt when they had caught her being dropped off from school by Kazuo. They told her to stop seeing him or she was out of the house. She refused to stop seeing him. He was her aniki and was a hell of a lot nicer to her than Shingo ever was. Kazuo had always been of the opinion that Shingo needed the shit beat out of him. And honestly she agreed. So they told her to pack her things and go. But Kazuo couldn’t help her. So the others did. She had never witnessed a more tense moment in her life, and had never seen her parents shrink back in fear from anyone. But the glares the girls gave them made them shrink back in fear. Especially the glares from Haruka and Michiru. Her parents knew they were lesbians, but had never said anything about it. Her mother didn’t even bat an eyelash at Kosetsu. It was obvious the boy was her brother’s son. How could anyone miss it with his shockingly white hair? For the thousandth time she wondered who his mother was. Kazuo never talked about her. In fact he refused to talk about anything that happened before he came back. Ko-kun didn’t remember his mother, saying that the two of them had left when he was a year old.
So here she was staying in the pint house apartment Kazuo somehow managed to afford. Well she knew how he got it. There was enough galactic money back on the moon that he had converted into all of the major currencies of Earth. She and her aniki had enough money to rival the Briefs family! She blushed as she thought of Trunks. She knew she shouldn’t, after all Goten had warned her that Trunks was as big of a player as he [Goten] had pretended to be. And she knew Goten liked him too. But there was just something about him. A part of her balked at the idea; Luna had told all of them of the war between the Saiyajins and those who went against her mother’s wishes. It was the same war that had ended with her brother and Rie’s cousin Hizashi to be banished from the kingdom. Well, Kazuo was the only one who returned to be banished… but she knew deep down this group of Saiyajins was different. After all they had mated with humans and had children. She just hoped that she could convince Kazuo of that.
Suddenly she noticed that she, Kazuo and Ko-kun weren’t alone. She felt that the others were there as well. Why didn’t they wake her up? Slipping out of bed she quietly opened the door and snuck down the hall. She almost giggled as the Mission Impossible song started playing in her head. As she got closer she could hear them talking.
“She’s really come into her own…” Minako spoke sounding as if she had just been scolded.
“Yes she has and I’m proud of her; proud of all of you. But the truth is as soon as you found out that she was Serenity you should have asked her to step down. Someone like her isn’t meant to fight. Her soul was made to heal, not destroy.” Kazuo spoke sternly. “Now it will be almost impossible to get her to stop. I highly doubt you could get her to.”
They wanted her to step down? After all she did? Why?
“She needs to focus on becoming Queen not a soldier.” Setsuna spoke up. “She will have to step down from her position when the time comes as it is.”
“Didn’t you just hear him Setsuna? It’s gunna be damn near impossible to get her to step down! And I for one don’t want to see her face when you tell her that… I couldn’t do that to her. Even if she didn’t have it during the Silver Millennium, that broach is her birthright!” Haruka slammed her fist on the table. There was a murmur of agreement around the kitchen. Usagi had to smile at that. But the smile quickly faded at Setsuna’s next comment.
“She will have to if she is to become the great queen that she was prophesized to be. And it will have to be us to help her see that. If not there will be no Crystal Tokyo.”
“Is that all you care about?!” Haruka jumped up sending her chair sliding back. “It’s always Crystal Tokyo this, Crystal Tokyo that! What about Usagi huh? What about what she wants to do!?”
“She was not prophesized to be a great queen.” Luna spoke up.
“WHAT?!” Everyone yelled.
“Shhhhh or you’ll wake her up!”
“That’s right…” Minako spoke. “When we went to the moon… Queen Selenity said with maturity you will become the great leader you were born and prophesized to be…” Everyone remained quiet for a few minutes thinking on what had just been said. “What if,” she continued, “What if great leader doesn’t mean she will be a great queen? What if it meant she was to become what she is now?”
“That makes sense.” Ami spoke “Let’s face it; at first I know we all had our doubts about any of it. But when you think on it originally she wasn’t a Sailor Senshi… how would she know what to act like? We ran off our instincts as Senshi because of our past lives. She didn’t fight during the Silver Millennium, so of course her instincts would be mixed. Her soul didn’t know fighting, so it had to get used to it.”
“Preposterous.” Setsuna scoffed. “Even if that mess is true it means nothing.”
“That preposterous mess Setsuna was prophesized by our greatest seer! The same seer that told us of The Fall and the mother of the seer that told us about the fall of our own Prince and greatest Senshi!” Luna hissed. “Things that you couldn’t see with your precious Time Gates. Queen Kasai of Mars was a powerful seer, and Rei in time will regain her sight as well. And I will not listen to you badmouth them!”
“I agree with Minako.” Rei finally spoke her voice hard. Usagi could tell Rei was holding back from saying what she really wanted to say to Setsuna. “And Ami is right too. Yeah so she wasn’t the best fighter to begin with…we weren’t exactly helping her though. We could have helped her along. Imagine where she could be in power if we had helped! Instead we just yelled at her and even laughed at her…” Rei finished in a whisper. Usagi’s eyes began to tear up. She had never heard Rei speak of her like that. “I’m with Haruka. I could never take away what is rightfully hers. She has earned the right to carry it time and time again. She’s died for us, killed for us. Things she should have never had to do. She would have willingly given up her position as Sailor Moon in the beginning… I know she would have. But now, well good luck getting the broach from her; it never leaves her person. NEVER. And I’ll personally stop you if I have to. I loved and respected Serenity. But it’s Usagi that I would follow to Hell and back; have followed to Hell and back. She is far more powerful than Serenity ever was.” Another murmur of agreement rand through the group. Ko-kun came to stand beside her quietly. She looked down at him and smiled before placing a finger over her lips.
“I get it now!” Minako jumped up.
“Get what?” Hotaru asked.
“I had wondered what was causing the rift between Usagi and Mamoru. I could feel it, their bond was slowly vanishing. Like Rei-chan pointed out, Usagi doesn’t need him to protect her. She hasn’t needed him for some time. The more independent she became the weaker their bond became.”
“I foresee changes… big ones…”Rei whispered suddenly.
“Yes… I can feel it in the sea…its restless…” Michiru added.
“So is the wind…”
“And the shadows…” Hotaru and Kazuo added.
“Whatever changes might happen… I’ll follow her where ever she goes.” Makoto ground out.
The other didn’t get a chance to agree before a sob suddenly leaped from her mouth. She flung herself around the corner and at the nearest person. Which happened to be Rei.
“Thank you!” She sobbed out. “Thank you for defending me and what I want!”
Rei laughed. “We’d do anything for you Odango!”
“YEAH!!!” The girls chorused. [A.N. Minus Setsuna of course… BLEH!]
Kazuo touched her shoulder. “And don’t ever think otherwise…”
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ArtemisDeLaSoliel: There. Of course when you start with a sad beginning that pulls at your heartstrings you gotta have a happy ending that does the same. No this fic will not be centered around Usagi. I will throw her POV in there but this isn’t her time to take all of the lime light. It’s Goten’s turn. As you can tell this isn’t a Mamoru or Setsuna friendly fanfic. When you think of it, Usagi is a person too ppl. As she grows, she will grow out of her childish ways. So in some ways you can take that as not needing her protector.
The quote in the beginning is mine. Kazuo means first born son. And apparently so does Shiro according to a list I looked at…but I’m using it as white… so his name is translated as First born son of the moon. And his middle name is white. He’s kind of a contradiction as you will find out. His middle name and appearance contradict his powers and personality. [1] Kousetu: It’s actually Ko_setsu on the site that I found it…normally when you see a word like that in English there is a letter U. It means snowfall. I know that Tsukino, Kousetsu makes no sense whatsoever, but he goes by his middle name not his first name which is Jiro. His full name is Jiro Kousetsu Tsukino. Jiro means second son. So really his name means Second son of the Moon. I chose Kousetsu because of the color of his hair, which is white. Since he is basically chibi Kazuo like Usagi said I decided to continue the trend of the middle name being something white.
And don’t worry. Goten won’t stay sad for long. I can’t leave one of my favorite Z boys sad.
I love the Truten yaoi. I really do. But this time I needed to have Trunks straight. OH!!! THE FIRST PERSON WHO FIGURES OUT WHAT GOHAN IS TALKING ABOUT GETS TO CHOOSE GOTEN’S FIRST LEMONY GOODNESS SCENE’ CONTENT!!
Speaking of lemon scenes. If anyone and I mean anyone who is good at writing them within the boundaries of ff.net’s rules is willing to help me, let me know!! Please!!! Because I cannot write one… it’s childish, but I can’t keep myself from laughing as I write them and as a result they turn out crappy. It’s sad that at 21 I can’t write my own lemons without laughing. But hey…not everyone is made out for it!
recognize this story. My screen name on that site is Uzume Tsuki. I created this account a
looooong time ago just only posted one story since its such a pain to re-format these stories.
Anyways this story will not exactly be upbeat and all out kick ass independent like my
recent ones. It deals with very REAL situations that people face every day. At times it will
be sad. And in all honesty I hope it makes you cry. Because if it does, my point has gotten
across to you; and I have done my job as a writer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or DBZ. The only beings in my story that are mine
are Shiro and Kouen.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or DBZ. The only beings in my story that are mine are Shiro and Kouen.
Warning: Yaoi will be rampant, but any relationship will not happen until later chapters. And characters will have OOC moments. I am trying to make them react as close to REAL people as possible for the situations in this story. Oh and there will be mention of underage sex.
Oh…and a pet peeve of mine is that in A LOT of stories people make Mamoru 25. The guy ISN’T 25! In the beginning of the manga right when Rei joined the team you catch a glimpse of his school I.D badge and it says that he is an upper classman. Around 17 or 18 meaning 11th or 12th grd. And in Stars he is off to college which makes him about 19 or 20 because Usagi is 15 and has just started 9th grd. So he WILL be at the most 21 in this story. Making him the same age as my OC.
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It is a scary thing to not be accepted; to know that those you love do not accept you for what you are. It leaves a void in ones soul; in ones psyche. It is a terrible pain to have to endure. In life all people want is to be accepted, especially by those who matter to you. But, then again… if they cannot accept you…do they truly matter? - Kazuo Shiro Tsukino.
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Goten sat on his bed with his head in his hands. He had hoped that things would go differently than they had. He was so sure that they wouldn’t care. Boy was he wrong. He could hear his mother on crying to Bulma over the phone. Gohan still sat on the couch, no doubt a shocked look was still frozen on his face. His father…well his father being the eternal optimist that he was didn’t care. Though he had his doubts that the elder Saiyajin knew what he was talking about at first, he knew his father wasn’t as dumb as everyone thought he was. And really he could tell just by the look in his father’s eyes that he could care less about it. To Goku he would always be his son, and it didn’t matter what his sexuality was.
He had tried to hide it…he really had. He had forced himself to date pretty girls. And for a while that had been enough. It had been enough to act like a player; pretending that he could care less about breaking some poor girl’s heart. But it killed him each time he did it. There had been one girl who realized the truth before it could get too far. Her name was Minako.
She and her friends had just appeared out of nowhere one day. Literally. They had all been in the middle of their annual get-together, when nine girls in VERY short skirts had just appeared. Before any of them reacted a young girl with an odd hair style named Usagi stepped forward and spoke on their behalf. They were in the middle of a war, and needed help. A friend had told them about the famed Z fighters, and they needed to be trained; badly. If not the whole universe would be in danger, and not even four super saiyajins could stop the evil that was bound to smother all in its path. So, his ever trusting father agreed, much to Vegeta’s chagrin. Not that all of them were exactly happy about the situation either. Their talking cats seemed apprehensive about it but, followed along anyways. The only one who seemed to have no bones about letting them know she didn’t trust them was Setsuna.
In the midst of all this he stayed in perfect form. Flirting with the ones who would flirt back, all the while keeping himself from hurling from the sick feeling in his stomach. Unlike him Trunks had set his eyes on the unattainable though. Usagi was a sweet girl; and in all honesty though Trunks was his best friend, he had wanted to throttle him when he was told. But most of all he wanted to cry. He had tried to ignore it he really did, but his growing feelings for his best friend wouldn’t go away.
Like his father Usagi was a pure soul that knew no hatred. To her all beings deserved a chance to live. In her presence he felt at peace. It was as if he knew in the end everything would be alright. He knew then that if Trunks were to sink his teeth into her she would be forever broken. Thankfully, she had a fiancé whom she was determined to save. Trunks however did not give up. Even after countless threats from her friends, who admitted they would readily follow her to Hell and back if necessary.
Alas, it was inevitable to some degree, but not even his vain friend could keep himself from completely falling for the angel that was Usagi, even if he wouldn’t admit it. But he wasn’t stupid enough to think that on some level Usagi wasn’t attracted to Trunks. Not with the way she smiled at him. All of her smiles were huge and welcoming, but when she smiled at Trunks it was different.
Minako and Makoto were the WORST at flirting with him. Minako had a…stalkerish quality to her though. And Makoto was just plain scary. But he had to save face, so he took Minako out on a date. He tried to act as if he didn’t mind her touching him, tried to keep from hurling at the thought. Unlike most girls, Minako noticed. She just smiled knowingly at him, and bluntly asked. He had been so shocked at first and was unable to answer.
+flashback+
“You’re not really attracted to me are you?” Minako smiled at Goten from across the table.
“W-what?”
She laughed. “You put on a good poker face you know that. I don’t see how other girls don’t see it. But I am a daughter of Aphrodite, I can sense these things unlike normal girls. You’re so rigid. And you flinch every time I touch you, every time ANY of us have touched you. Not only are you not attracted to me…” she shook her head and smiled. “It’s okay you know…”
“What is?”
“I’ve noticed that when I speak to you, when a cute guy walks by, you look at him not me.”
“W-WHAT? I’m not… I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
She giggled again. “Goten it’s okay! It doesn’t bother me. Love is love, no matter what form it takes. Besides my cousin is a lesbian, why would it bother me? Besides there will be other guys who will find me pretty. I didn’t expect this to go anywhere anyways.”
Goten couldn’t say anything. He just stared at her in horror for a few minutes. “Please. Please don’t say anything! You can’t tell ANYONE!”
She titled her head. “Why not?”
“Why do you think I’ve been acting like I have? No one knows! Not my family. NO ONE.”
Her eyes softened and she reached across the table to grasp his hands. “Goten they are your friends and family. They will love you no matter what. I don’t think any less of you. Neither will the other girls. Hell Haruka will like you even more!”
“Even more?” Goten was confused.
“Haruka has been where you are Goten. She knows what it’s like. I think… I think that is why she hasn’t treated you like she has Trunks. I think she already knew. Besides Goten, it shouldn’t matter what others think of you!” She looked to the side for a minute. “Someone once told me: In life all people want is to be accepted, especially by those who matter to you. But, then again… if they cannot accept you…do they truly matter?”
+end flashback+
After that he spent countless hours with the girls. With them he could be who he really was. And Minako was right, Haruka sympathized with him. And it left the others confused, especially Trunks. No one could figure how Goten could spend so much time with the girls, and not have Haruka threaten him with her Space Buster Sword. The other girls agreed with Minako. They said he should tell his family. He told them everything, including about his feelings for his best friend. He told them that he understood that it was moot that anything would happen between them.
Haruka told him something similar to what Minako had said. “If they cannot accept you for who you are, fuck ‘em. I’m not saying that it won’t hurt… because it will. But know that there WILL be others who WILL accept you for you. And in the end, they are your true family. And they are all you need.”
And oh was she right. It DID hurt. Oh Kami it hurt. It felt like there was this…HOLE in his heart. No. His SOUL. Every fiber of his being was hurting from the look of pure horror that crossed his mother’s face. The look of shock on Gohan’s face was no better.
He had always idolized Gohan. When he was younger he wanted nothing more than to be like him. And when his father came back, he found another hero. Well, there was Vegeta too. But he knew inside he could never be like the Saiyajin no Ouji. It wasn’t in him to be that ruthless. But soon, he found out that though he thought his brother was perfect, he was far from it. As he got older he could see that his brother wasn’t happy with how his life was working out. His brother was strong, smart, and a good fighter. But somewhere along the way something had happened to him. And no matter how he tried, Goten could not get it out of him.
But he got it out of Bulma.
She had said after Mirai left, Gohan had receded into himself. Not only had his father died (which he blamed himself for). His best friend had left him. It had taken months for him to come back to himself. And even then he hadn’t fully returned. She had analyzed him, because their mother had been worried, and the best she could come up with was that he had been traumatized because of recent events. Saiyajin or not, he was a young boy who had just seen his father die.
With great power comes great responsibility. And for one so young to be thrust into a position where something so great was put on his shoulders… well it could break anyone. And power sometimes blinds people. And in that small moment, Gohan had been blinded. And it didn’t really help that Videl had left him. Or was it that he left her? He didn’t know… it was never explained to him. All he got was that she couldn’t deal with how things went with this family.
Shit. He could feel Trunks flying this way. Of course it was only a matter of time before he found out. Now he was coming to verify it.
His mother was now off the phone and talking rather loudly with their father. Surprisingly, his father was actually yelling back, defending his youngest son.
“Chichi why does it matter?! He’s your son! It shouldn’t matter who or WHAT he likes!”
That was his father. Always the optimist.
There was a soft knock on his door, but he ignored it. “Goten? It’s me…can I come in??”
He snorted and whispered, “What do you think?” Really he just wanted to be alone.
The door opened and shut, and he felt the bed sink lower as Gohan sat down. They stayed silent for a bit, listening to their parents argue.
“Are you sure?” Gohan asked suddenly.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“All the girls you dated…”
“I have a good poker face I’ve been told.” Goten remarked wryly.
“Who told you that?”
“Minako.”
“She knew?”
“Yeah…all of the girls knew. She figured it out on the first date.”
“So that’s why Haruka got along with you so well.”
“Mmhm…”
They sat quietly for a few more moments until they heard the door slam.
“I’ve never heard dad yell at mom before…”
“I have…once…”
Goten looked up at Gohan. “Why?”
“I don’t remember…I think it was…shortly before Cell…something about allowing me to fight I think…”
Goten snorted again. “Ah…”
“Look Goten…” Gohan reach forward.
“I won’t change.”
“What?”
“I’m not gunna change just because y’all won’t accept me.”
Gohan looked stunned for a few seconds before jumping up looking appalled. “Who said we wouldn’t accept you? Who said I won’t? You’re my brother!” Suddenly he sighed and sat down. “Look Goten… just be careful okay? A lot of people will say a lot of mean things now that it’s out. And now you’re gunna find out who your true friends are. But don’t let that stop you. Don’t change or hide yourself from anyone. And there will be some people who will take advantage of you… so please…be careful.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because…because you had the courage to do what I didn’t.”
“What do you-”
Suddenly there was an urgent knocking at the door.
“Fuck…” They had gotten so caught up in their conversation that Goten had forgotten about Trunks. Instead of waiting like any normal person Trunks simply just opened to door, but stood in the door way hesitant to enter.
“I’ll be in the kitchen.” Gohan walked out. But not before whispering something in Trunks’ ear that made him flinch. Something that sounded like, “Hurt him and your ass is mine.”
Goten looked everywhere but at Trunks. Everything was more interesting than looking at the accusing eyes of his best friend.
“Is it true?”
Straight to the point. Damn him for being like his father. Of all the people in the world, it would hurt the most if his best friend didn’t accept him. His father did, and his brother did. He could live with his mother hating him. But not Trunks. Not his best friend. No one said it would be easy…but Kami if Trunks hated him now…he would die. Taking a deep breath he looked up defiantly shocking his purple haired friend.
“And if it is?”
“How could you…why? But…” The normally articulate demi saiyajin was at a loss for words. And he had the nerve to look betrayed.
“Did you ever…” before Trunks could even finish Goten jumped up.
“That’s not a fair question to ask!” He could feel Gohan and his father tense up from the kitchen. He had to defuse this quickly! Somehow he had to get rid of the slowing growing look of horror that crossed his friends face.
“Not… Not a fair question? Of course it’s a fair question!” Trunks looked outraged.
“Look it doesn’t matter okay!?” Goten turned away. He couldn’t stand the look he was getting. It tore at his heart.
“Doesn’t matter? Goten this is serious!”
“You think I don’t know that?! My own mother HATES me! She HATES me Trunks!! You don’t think I didn’t hear her while she BITCHED to your mom about it? I had to SIT here and LISTEN to it ALL! But it doesn’t matter. I WON’T change! This is who I am! GET USED TO IT OR GET OUT!”
“What?”
“I said if you can’t accept me for what I am. FUCK. YOU.” On the inside he was hoping his friend would cave and accept him. Even if he didn’t return his feelings. He could deal with that.
Trunks took a step back and Goten’s heart sunk. And it must have shown on his face, because Trunks flinched again.
“Get out.” Goten whispered painfully.
Before Trunks could do anything Gohan and Goku appeared. “It’s time for you to go…”
“What!?” Gohan grabbed Trunks by his arms and Goku got his legs and they manhandled him out of the house. All Goten could do was drop to the floor and curl up into a ball.
Kami the pain was worse now. How could he live through this? The one person who was supposed to always stick by him… Kami how was he gunna survive this pain?
+The other side of the universe+
Kazuo looked out at the sky and frowned. Somewhere…someone innocent was in pain. Someone who didn’t deserve the pain they were in just broke. It was a familiar feeling to him. He knew that pain all too well. A pain he had to live with since he had been reborn and discovered who and what he was. He looked around the cabin of the airplane at all of the passengers. He didn’t have to take a plane. He could use the shadows to get to Japan from Ireland. But he didn’t want them to know he was coming. He wanted the enemy to be surprised.
The people around him were getting antsy, and the man sitting on the other side of him tried to scoot away. Ahh, the sixth sense of every living being when they were around a predator. They didn’t know why, but they knew they should fear him. Before he could delve into that thought anymore he felt it. Felt the collision of powers.
“Tish’na!” he cursed in Lunarian making people look at him. It started sooner than he thought it would! Standing up he shouldered his bag and picked up the small form of Kousetsu [1] before scooting his way out of his seat and walked towards the bathroom. He had to find a shadow. Quickly! Right as he rounded the corner a stewardess rounded the other one and he reached out to her shadow disappearing from sight startling a few passangers. He would deal with that later. Right now he had to get to the battle. He had to save her from falling into darkness. He had to save Serenity.
Before he knew it he was there. He could feel the pain… the suffering. Selene if he was too late he would never forgive himself! Opening his eyes he scanned the area quickly. Most of the scouts were down. There were some he didn’t recognize. And Galaxia’s dead body lay in the ashes of this broken world not too far from the dead body of Mamoru. But Chaos was still alive, feeding on the pain and discord of the battle. Quickly he set the now awake Kousetsu down. He would be fine in the shadows. “Stay here little one… I’ll be back.”
“N’kay Papa.” Kazuo’s eyes flashed and he stepped out of the shadows.
Everything stopped. He stood out with his white hair and silver armor amongst the blackened soil. He heard a soft gasp coming from the side and he looked at her. Usagi. Selene how she had grown. As always there was this light about her. Even beaten and torn as she was, she was still beautiful. If anything she looked even more like an angel.
“Kazuo…”
Drawing his sword he smiled. “Shall we? Imoto?”
A look of pure determination crossed her face as she nodded. And suddenly….
Usagi woke up screaming her battle cry in her room. Breathing heavily she looked around before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She had been reliving that same memory for MONTHS now. They had defeated Chaos with the help of her brother. She had always known there was something special about him. But not that he was her reincarnated brother from the Silver Millennium. Remembering their child hood, it should have been obvious though. The dreams he had growing up… their “secret language”. She had actually thought about it… she had wanted to believe that he had actually been there. But each time the idea that it was just his empathic abilities that allowed him to see those dreams came to her mind.
To say everyone else had been shocked was an understatement. She had never told them of her elder brother Kazuo. But it had been so painful for her to talk about him. And they were not allowed to speak of him at home. No trace of him existed within the Tsukino household except one picture that she had kept hidden in her bedside table. ChibiUsa had found it one time and asked her who it was. She was shocked that the girl didn’t know her own Uncle. She had quickly run to Setsuna who she knew already knew about him and asked why ChibiUsa didn’t know him. And of course the woman wouldn’t tell her a damn thing.
So she had spent a whole night telling the child who he was. ChibiUsa herself was shocked, and promised to go home and find out why he wasn’t with them in the future. Now she had to rethink everything she knew about her aniki… he had a son… it was obvious that Kousetsu was her aniki’s son. The white hair, the moonstone colored skin, and even the softness of his face. He was a green eyed chibi Kazuo.
After the battle they had all gathered at the shrine and just collapsed. Then all of the questions about Kazuo started. She could remember the day clearly in her head when her parents made her brother leave her. It had been a few years before she had found Luna and had to have been one of the saddest, if not the saddest day, of her life. But the sadness was over. He was back and they were all alive. The only issue was that he and Mamoru didn’t get along. At all. And it wasn’t the normal ‘I’m not gunna like you because you’re dating my imoto’ dislike. No, it went deeper than that. And it brought to mind all the times he would just bow up at any boy that came near her.
At first Mamoru was hesitant to leave at all after what had just happened. But Kazuo had jumped up and said that he should return back to the states to finish his studies. After all, everyone else was capable of protecting themselves. They had done it before the Terrans had come into their lives and would continue to do so AFTER the Terrans left. It was then that what should have been obvious became painfully obvious. Kazuo’s dislike of Mamoru was because he was Endymion; because he was Terran. That resulted in a fight about her own protection. Not that she really needed it now…
+flashback+
“I’m supposed to protect her!” Mamoru stood up from his seated position. Kousetsu watched from his aunt’s lap, green eyes wide. He had his father’s snow white hair and the customary alabaster skin of a Lunarian.
“No you’re not. They are.” Kazuo motioned to the Senshi. “I am.”
“And so am I!”
Kazuo snorted. “Oh like you’ve been doing such a KILLER job at protecting her! Don’t think just because I wasn’t here I didn’t see everything that happened. Because I did. I saw all of the times when you SHOULD have been protecting her and you weren’t. I saw all of the times she was captured or hurt because you failed to do what you claim is your job! The job of a protector is to keep your charge from harm. Not get them hurt OR hurt them yourself!”
“Oh really? And what have you been doing this whole time huh? Where have you been? Not doing your job?” Mamoru sneered.
Kazuo just shook his head and rolled his eyes. “I was in other parts of the world. Fighting off what you couldn’t get to!”
“Yet Chaos still got through!”
“People grow through conflict Mamoru-san. I cannot kill all of the enemies. If I did, none of you would have made it this far because you would be powerless. Weak. Or should I say they would be. Just go back to the states. She doesn’t need you to protect her anymore.”
“Oh? And she needs you?”
“No.”
“What?”
“I am not here to protect her. I am here to HELP her. And you do nothing but stand there and toss roses and spout ridiculous lines of what you think is help.”
Three snorted laughs interrupted Mamoru before he could reply.
Makoto turned red, Haruka just shook with laughter and Kousetsu grinned widely.
“What? He’s right! OW!” Haruka rubbed the back of her head. “Michi why did you do that!?”
“No matter how right Kazu-kun might be it does not give you the right to agree!” Michiru chided her girlfriend. Since her brother had been back, it was like he had been with them the whole time. All of the girls called him Kazu-kun. And all of the girls adored Kosetsu. ChibiUsa didn’t know what to think of them. She knew that witch their presence that her future would change. But she was still excited that she had gotten to meet her uncle and cousin.
“How right he might be?!” Mamoru shouted.
“Of course he’s right.” Rei spoke up. “Usagi does not need you to protect her anymore. She is perfectly capable. You were dead when the end of the battle came, but we weren’t. Usagi stood next to Kazu-kun and did what not even Galaxia could do.” The others minus Setsuna nodded in agreement.
“All of you agree with him? You’ve all turned against me?”
“I was never with you…” Haruka mumbled. “OW!” Michiru just smiled as she pinched Haruka’s arm.
“Just go back to the states Mamo-chan… you need to finish your studies.” She finally spoke up. “Besides you should be done in a few years. And we will call you if we really need you.”
“Usako?”
“Be sure to call and let me know you made it. Kay?” She just smiled.
+end flashback+
So Mamoru had left for the states dejected because it was obvious he wasn’t needed anymore. In all honesty she hadn’t needed him to protect her since after Wiseman. It was then that she started recognizing that she couldn’t just sit back and allow her friends to do all the fighting. Not when ChibiUsa had been captured and turned against them. So she started focusing on getting control over her powers and not relying on the crystal or Mamoru as much. He didn’t really notice that much. Well that wasn’t true, he did notice, he was just in complete denial about her not really needing him. The others had noticed it, and had gladly helped their Hime come into her own as a Sailor Senshi.
It had caused a rift to start forming between the two “star crossed lovers”. She acted as if she was upset with him leaving for the states. And she acted as if she was thrilled about him asking her to marry him when he returned, but she wasn’t. She was relieved in all honesty. Though he was in denial that didn’t mean he didn’t say anything to her. They had argued about quite often and it drove her nuts.
Rolling her eyes she pushed the thought of her future husband to the back of her mind and looked around her room. The walls were a dark navy blue with vertical metallic silver stripes each about two inches wide. The floors were a dark cherry wood as was all of her furniture. Her bed was a platform bed with a silver satin comforter with dark navy percale [A.N. the FINEST sheets available almost silk-like in feel.] sheets that were 500 thread count. Kazuo had insisted on giving her the best things life could offer. She was a hime and needed to be treated like one. She wasn’t quite comfortable with it. She had always had nice things growing up, their family wasn’t poor, but he insisted that he had missed doting on her like he used to.
At first it had been little things like jewelry and purses. Her parents didn’t ask thinking it was Mamoru sending her gifts as a way of making up for not being there. Then it had moved to clothes and even an iPod touch and an iPhone and a laptop to go with the iPod. That was when they started to question her. She was shocked when they had asked her if an older man was giving her gifts. As if she would lower herself that way! Of course there had been older men who had been sick enough to offer things like that, but she always turned them down.
She started lying saying Mamoru was sending her gifts. And she got an after school job, and started saving the allowance she got from chores and the good grades she had finally started to make. That all came to a crashing halt when they had caught her being dropped off from school by Kazuo. They told her to stop seeing him or she was out of the house. She refused to stop seeing him. He was her aniki and was a hell of a lot nicer to her than Shingo ever was. Kazuo had always been of the opinion that Shingo needed the shit beat out of him. And honestly she agreed. So they told her to pack her things and go. But Kazuo couldn’t help her. So the others did. She had never witnessed a more tense moment in her life, and had never seen her parents shrink back in fear from anyone. But the glares the girls gave them made them shrink back in fear. Especially the glares from Haruka and Michiru. Her parents knew they were lesbians, but had never said anything about it. Her mother didn’t even bat an eyelash at Kosetsu. It was obvious the boy was her brother’s son. How could anyone miss it with his shockingly white hair? For the thousandth time she wondered who his mother was. Kazuo never talked about her. In fact he refused to talk about anything that happened before he came back. Ko-kun didn’t remember his mother, saying that the two of them had left when he was a year old.
So here she was staying in the pint house apartment Kazuo somehow managed to afford. Well she knew how he got it. There was enough galactic money back on the moon that he had converted into all of the major currencies of Earth. She and her aniki had enough money to rival the Briefs family! She blushed as she thought of Trunks. She knew she shouldn’t, after all Goten had warned her that Trunks was as big of a player as he [Goten] had pretended to be. And she knew Goten liked him too. But there was just something about him. A part of her balked at the idea; Luna had told all of them of the war between the Saiyajins and those who went against her mother’s wishes. It was the same war that had ended with her brother and Rie’s cousin Hizashi to be banished from the kingdom. Well, Kazuo was the only one who returned to be banished… but she knew deep down this group of Saiyajins was different. After all they had mated with humans and had children. She just hoped that she could convince Kazuo of that.
Suddenly she noticed that she, Kazuo and Ko-kun weren’t alone. She felt that the others were there as well. Why didn’t they wake her up? Slipping out of bed she quietly opened the door and snuck down the hall. She almost giggled as the Mission Impossible song started playing in her head. As she got closer she could hear them talking.
“She’s really come into her own…” Minako spoke sounding as if she had just been scolded.
“Yes she has and I’m proud of her; proud of all of you. But the truth is as soon as you found out that she was Serenity you should have asked her to step down. Someone like her isn’t meant to fight. Her soul was made to heal, not destroy.” Kazuo spoke sternly. “Now it will be almost impossible to get her to stop. I highly doubt you could get her to.”
They wanted her to step down? After all she did? Why?
“She needs to focus on becoming Queen not a soldier.” Setsuna spoke up. “She will have to step down from her position when the time comes as it is.”
“Didn’t you just hear him Setsuna? It’s gunna be damn near impossible to get her to step down! And I for one don’t want to see her face when you tell her that… I couldn’t do that to her. Even if she didn’t have it during the Silver Millennium, that broach is her birthright!” Haruka slammed her fist on the table. There was a murmur of agreement around the kitchen. Usagi had to smile at that. But the smile quickly faded at Setsuna’s next comment.
“She will have to if she is to become the great queen that she was prophesized to be. And it will have to be us to help her see that. If not there will be no Crystal Tokyo.”
“Is that all you care about?!” Haruka jumped up sending her chair sliding back. “It’s always Crystal Tokyo this, Crystal Tokyo that! What about Usagi huh? What about what she wants to do!?”
“She was not prophesized to be a great queen.” Luna spoke up.
“WHAT?!” Everyone yelled.
“Shhhhh or you’ll wake her up!”
“That’s right…” Minako spoke. “When we went to the moon… Queen Selenity said with maturity you will become the great leader you were born and prophesized to be…” Everyone remained quiet for a few minutes thinking on what had just been said. “What if,” she continued, “What if great leader doesn’t mean she will be a great queen? What if it meant she was to become what she is now?”
“That makes sense.” Ami spoke “Let’s face it; at first I know we all had our doubts about any of it. But when you think on it originally she wasn’t a Sailor Senshi… how would she know what to act like? We ran off our instincts as Senshi because of our past lives. She didn’t fight during the Silver Millennium, so of course her instincts would be mixed. Her soul didn’t know fighting, so it had to get used to it.”
“Preposterous.” Setsuna scoffed. “Even if that mess is true it means nothing.”
“That preposterous mess Setsuna was prophesized by our greatest seer! The same seer that told us of The Fall and the mother of the seer that told us about the fall of our own Prince and greatest Senshi!” Luna hissed. “Things that you couldn’t see with your precious Time Gates. Queen Kasai of Mars was a powerful seer, and Rei in time will regain her sight as well. And I will not listen to you badmouth them!”
“I agree with Minako.” Rei finally spoke her voice hard. Usagi could tell Rei was holding back from saying what she really wanted to say to Setsuna. “And Ami is right too. Yeah so she wasn’t the best fighter to begin with…we weren’t exactly helping her though. We could have helped her along. Imagine where she could be in power if we had helped! Instead we just yelled at her and even laughed at her…” Rei finished in a whisper. Usagi’s eyes began to tear up. She had never heard Rei speak of her like that. “I’m with Haruka. I could never take away what is rightfully hers. She has earned the right to carry it time and time again. She’s died for us, killed for us. Things she should have never had to do. She would have willingly given up her position as Sailor Moon in the beginning… I know she would have. But now, well good luck getting the broach from her; it never leaves her person. NEVER. And I’ll personally stop you if I have to. I loved and respected Serenity. But it’s Usagi that I would follow to Hell and back; have followed to Hell and back. She is far more powerful than Serenity ever was.” Another murmur of agreement rand through the group. Ko-kun came to stand beside her quietly. She looked down at him and smiled before placing a finger over her lips.
“I get it now!” Minako jumped up.
“Get what?” Hotaru asked.
“I had wondered what was causing the rift between Usagi and Mamoru. I could feel it, their bond was slowly vanishing. Like Rei-chan pointed out, Usagi doesn’t need him to protect her. She hasn’t needed him for some time. The more independent she became the weaker their bond became.”
“I foresee changes… big ones…”Rei whispered suddenly.
“Yes… I can feel it in the sea…its restless…” Michiru added.
“So is the wind…”
“And the shadows…” Hotaru and Kazuo added.
“Whatever changes might happen… I’ll follow her where ever she goes.” Makoto ground out.
The other didn’t get a chance to agree before a sob suddenly leaped from her mouth. She flung herself around the corner and at the nearest person. Which happened to be Rei.
“Thank you!” She sobbed out. “Thank you for defending me and what I want!”
Rei laughed. “We’d do anything for you Odango!”
“YEAH!!!” The girls chorused. [A.N. Minus Setsuna of course… BLEH!]
Kazuo touched her shoulder. “And don’t ever think otherwise…”
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ArtemisDeLaSoliel: There. Of course when you start with a sad beginning that pulls at your heartstrings you gotta have a happy ending that does the same. No this fic will not be centered around Usagi. I will throw her POV in there but this isn’t her time to take all of the lime light. It’s Goten’s turn. As you can tell this isn’t a Mamoru or Setsuna friendly fanfic. When you think of it, Usagi is a person too ppl. As she grows, she will grow out of her childish ways. So in some ways you can take that as not needing her protector.
The quote in the beginning is mine. Kazuo means first born son. And apparently so does Shiro according to a list I looked at…but I’m using it as white… so his name is translated as First born son of the moon. And his middle name is white. He’s kind of a contradiction as you will find out. His middle name and appearance contradict his powers and personality. [1] Kousetu: It’s actually Ko_setsu on the site that I found it…normally when you see a word like that in English there is a letter U. It means snowfall. I know that Tsukino, Kousetsu makes no sense whatsoever, but he goes by his middle name not his first name which is Jiro. His full name is Jiro Kousetsu Tsukino. Jiro means second son. So really his name means Second son of the Moon. I chose Kousetsu because of the color of his hair, which is white. Since he is basically chibi Kazuo like Usagi said I decided to continue the trend of the middle name being something white.
And don’t worry. Goten won’t stay sad for long. I can’t leave one of my favorite Z boys sad.
I love the Truten yaoi. I really do. But this time I needed to have Trunks straight. OH!!! THE FIRST PERSON WHO FIGURES OUT WHAT GOHAN IS TALKING ABOUT GETS TO CHOOSE GOTEN’S FIRST LEMONY GOODNESS SCENE’ CONTENT!!
Speaking of lemon scenes. If anyone and I mean anyone who is good at writing them within the boundaries of ff.net’s rules is willing to help me, let me know!! Please!!! Because I cannot write one… it’s childish, but I can’t keep myself from laughing as I write them and as a result they turn out crappy. It’s sad that at 21 I can’t write my own lemons without laughing. But hey…not everyone is made out for it!