Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Alecto's Run ❯ A New Wind ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1: A New Wind

Chapter finished: Feburary 8, 2004

Note: I do not own Sailor Moon in any respect; Takeuchi Naoko, Toei, etc. own the rights. Also this story assumes that the senshi look the way they do in the Live Action version, but everything in the anime series happened to them. So assuming that this takes place in the "anime" world, but look like actual people in the "real" world. I know this is a little confusing, but it soon won't be.

A late teenage girl sits in her room and writes in her diary:

My parents gave me this new diary in celebration of today. Today is the the 13th anniversary of when my adoptive parents adopted me, I was about 2 when my parents adopted me. Today is also the 10th anniversary when we moved to Japan. As you know both of my parents are Japanese and they treat me as if I was born in Japan even though I wasn't. Truth is no one is sure where I was born. From what I was left was dropped off at an orphanage. I know my parents lived in Australia before my dad got transferred to Japan. Both of them were very happy to be back with their families. I don't remember much during the time we lived in Australia, but I know that is where I learned some of the English I now know. Then again I don't use much English since we moved to Japan. The only thing that I wish I could change is my blonde hair and green eyes. I stick out in school and it's made me an outcast.

At school today, I think I saw one other girl who had her hair up in two ponytails. She always has people around her and they're always laughing about something. Everyone in my class thought it was great to have another kid who wasn't actually born in the country, but I wish I had been. I'd love to look like everyone else and be accepted by them. I don't know why I ended up at this high school, but for being in Tokyo it's quite small. I try to ignore some of the nasty things I've heard about me. How do I know that those gossipy girls are talking about me? I have a ring that's all stars and they say hoshi and point at me. It's always been like this, no matter what school I go to. My parents encourage me to use English at home since they think I was born in America. They're not sure since I had a "closed" adoption what ever that means. I look like I could be from America when compared to my classmates. The only thing that would give anyone a clue about who adopted me is my name. Full Japanese no matter which way it's looked at.

I wish I could meet my birth parents and tell them what I truly think of them. I know that sometimes teenage girls get pregnant then give the baby up without thinking. If that's how I was put up for adoption I'd love to yell at them. If they didn't want me, they shouldn't have done something so stupid. Shame mom and dad don't know I hold all of this inside all of the time, but they can't understand me. I love them, I really do, but I know that no matter how much they treat me like a normal Japanese kid I'm not one. I never will be.

A few years ago something strange started to happen in Japan. Some monsters started to show up and a group of girls called sailor senshi would defeat the monsters. I read everything published on what these group of girls did. However these girls have hair color that isn't normally seen. I mean except Sailor Moon who has a hair color somewhat close to mine and maybe that's why I get so many stares from people at school. How stupid do they think I am? If I was Sailor Moon would they expect me to just walk around with blonde hair and act like I don't have a clue on what is happening. Besides Sailor Moon looks Japanese, a far cry from me. All of the senshi who fight with Sailor Moon look Japanese.

Maybe I could start a singing career much like Aino Minako did. She's actually one of the girls in my class and is friends with that one girl. She said hi to me once with a huge smile. Aino-san is always happy. She has everything going for her. One of the girls in the class, I think it was Kino-san, said that I could be a model if I really wanted to be one. The only thing that makes me model material is my hair and my looks. Since I'm not Japanese a ton of companies want me to model for them. I haven't taken up any offers yet, but if it gets me respect from my classmates I might do it. I have to end this entry cause it's getting really late and there's another day of school ahead of me. Which means another day of me being gawked at. Please pray for me to be able to withstand this type of treatment from my peers since I do not know how much longer I can put up with kind of treatment from everyone.

The following morning the young girl wakes up at six and puts on her seifuku. She neatly ties the tie into a bow and inspects it in the mirror. She stood about 5'4" tall, with waist length medium blonde hair, and the brightest blue eyes that anyone has ever seen. She was of an "average" teenage build. Perhaps a little thinner than she should be, but she thought about doing modeling or singing so it was important that she kept herself "good" looking by Japanese standards. She picks up her hair brush and gently runs it through the many tangles from the night before. She pulls her bangs and the hair on the side of her head back into a ponytail. She gathers her books from the previous night and carefully arranges the contents of her bag. She slips her star ring on and her blue dolphin watch onto her left wrist. She walks out of her room, not in one of her better moods.

Her mom fixing her lunch, "Is there anything wrong? You don't look good this morning."

"I'm fine. Just rough adjusting to a new high school. I'm an outcast again." she said looking down at her hands.

"Don't pay any mind to those kids. They just don't know what to think of you since you look different from them. They'll accept you in time."

A few tears came to her eyes, "Aino Minako-san doesn't get treated like I do. Everyone treats her like a normal kid even though she's a celebrity. I'm sick of being treated like this everywhere I go. Why couldn't I have darker hair?"

Her father comes walking into the kitchen, "Because you wouldn't be our lucky little girl, Yuri. Your mother and I went through somewhat of the same thing since the two of us have dark brown hair. Sure it's not too noticeable, but during the time we were in school....."

"Dad that's different. At least it's not blonde. All of the kids know I'm not Japanese. They just stare and gossip about me and I act like I don't hear any of their comments, but it hurts a lot."

Her mom and dad share a glance with disappointment on both of their faces. They had hoped that she would be accepted despite how she looked. They knew that this was bound to happen to her, but his job kept transferring him around and they promised that this was going to be the last time. She had never had any friends and was used to being alone at school and on the weekends.

"Would you like me to drive you to school today or at least part of the way?" her father asked.

"No. Mom, I'm not really hungry this morning, but I promise to eat lunch." she said getting up from her seat and grabbing her lunch. She grabbed her bag, which she had set in the hallway, and put on her shoes. She started her walk to school which was about a half hour away from her house.

"Your company better not transfer you again. Yuri can't handle going to another school." her mom said picking up the full glass of juice.

"I'll drink it, hon. They said they won't transfer me anymore. When we adopted her we knew that she was going to look different from the other kids. She'll be fine in a few weeks."

She set the glass back down on the table. As much as she loved her daughter, it pained her to always see her daughter sad day in day out. She tried to get her daughter involved in as many as possible. Yuri loved singing more than anything else, but she didn't want to act on it since it would give her popularity and never have a private life for as long as she had a career. Yuri once asked if she could go to either Australia or America for high school. At least she would blend in there.

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Yuri was walking to school and there were a lot of kids in her neighborhood who went to her high school. The seifukus were a lot less flashy as the junior high seifukus were. She didn't mind which seifuku she had to wear since it was something she always had to wear no matter what. In a way, she wanted to be apart of everything all of her classmates were, but knew that they would never accept her for who she is. While she was walking one of the more "popular" girls pushed her down on the ground.

"Hey girl who do you think you are coming to our school trying to fit in even though everyone can clearly see that you're never going to fit in. So stay away from everyone cause no one will accept you. Come Kimi, Momo." the girl said laughing with her friends.

Yuri stood up and brushed the front of her skirt off and picked up her bag. She looked at sleeves of the top and saw that it had been torn when she fell, Go figure the last week for the winter seifukus and I rip mine. Kaasann is not going to be happy. This'll be the fivth seifuku she's had to fix, but they might have to buy a new one.

A girl walks up to her and places her hand on her shoulder, "Are you okay? Mana and her friends are kinda mean."

Yuri hit the girl's hand away, "I'm fine. I get this no matter where I go. Just leave me alone." She looked at her arm once again and continued her walk towards the school.

"Mako-chan, who was that?" a girl asked watching Yuri walk off.

"Her name is Kawa Yuri. She just transferred here yesterday. A lot of the girls in class were mean to her and I think that she thinks everyone is like that. I know how she feels. Transferring schools is hard."

Two other girls walk up to the other two and watch Yuri walk.

"Should we talk to her when we get to school?" the one asked.

"Usagi-chan, leave her be for a little bit."

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Yuri walked into the shoe room and changed her shoes. She knew that the one girl was just trying to be nice, but she didn't want to have anything to do anyone from her home room. Most of the kids thought that Yuri was some kind of joke and that she was just trying to call attention to herself by being in high school. She walks up the stairs to the home room and all of the girls stop talking and stare as she walks to her desk and sits down. She begins to read one of the books her mom and dad had given to her so she could practice her English, while some of the other girls start to talk about her.

Usagi walks in, "Ohayo."

Her classmates respond, "Ohayo," and go back to what they were doing.

Usagi walks up to Yuri's desk, "Yuri-chan, ohayo."

"Don't greet me with that informal tone. You don't know me. All of you are alike. Don't act like you're my friend cause none of you are!" she yelled, surprising Usagi. She goes back to reading her book.

"Demo, I want to be your friend. I'm sure we'd be very good friends. Besides those girls who pushed you down this morning are mean to everyone, except themselves. Me and my friends want to get to know you."

Yuri slammed her book shut and looked up at Usagi, "Tsukino-san isn't?"

"Hai." she answered very quietly.

"I've been to many schools and everywhere I go is the same. Either everyone wants to be my friend or they talk about me behind my back as if I can't hear them. Take a look at my seifuku, it's dirty and the left sleeve is torn, not to mention my knees are cut up from the fall. All of you still act as if you were in junior high, well here's something for all of you, grow up! You're in high school now and you don't go around and make a person who looks different life a living hell day in and day out. I have to go see the nurse about my arm. Excuse me." she said getting up and leaving the classroom.

"Kawa-chan. Mana-san why were you so mean to her?" Usagi asked.

"Tsukino-san why do you care? Kawa-chan is not Japanese so why does she try to act like she's one of us? Let her think about that then see if she comes back." Mana answered with her normal attitude.

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Yuri walked into the nurse's office holding her sleeve.

"What can I do to help you?" the nurse asked.

"I fell walking to school this morning and I think I cut my left elbow. Could you look at it?"

The nurse walked over and moved her hand away. The nurse moved the sleeve out of the way, "It's a minor cut. Just sit down on the bed there and I'll get the stuff to clean the wound."

She sits down on one of the beds and puts her hand back over her elbow. Her seifuku had ben torn more than she had first realized. The skirt had been torn along the bottom, right along the seam, and the top was filthy. She would be scolded by her teachers for not keeping her seifuku in good condition. The nurse came back with an alcohol wipe and a bandage. Yuri moved her hand away and just blankly stared at the floor. The nurse throughly cleaned the wound and Yuri didn't even flinch.

The nurse placed the bandage over the wound, "Be a little more careful."

Yuri stood up and bowed to he nurse, "I will. Thank you very much."

The nurse threw out the wrappers to the wipe and bandage, "Now you go and get to class before you're late."

Yuri walked out of the office and back up to the second floor to the classroom. She sat down at her desk and started to read her book. Usagi and her friends watched Yuri read her book alone and knew she was hurt from the mornings incident. The teacher walked in the classroom and everyone immediately went to their seats and pulled out the English textbook.

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As lunch bell rang everyone pulled out their lunches and sat together with their friends. Usagi and her friends watched Yuri leave the room, alone, with her lunch and book in hand. Yuri heads up to the roof to eat lunch outside and away from everyone else in the school. She often bought her lunch on the way to school and just tossing the one her mom had made for her. Yuri had learned from the years of torment that it was better to try and not fit in with anyone and just try to do her own thing. She ate the small sandwich she had bought and drank the green tea and that was all she ate.

"Yuri-chan. You could have sat with us."

She turned around quickly, "Tsukino-san, don't address me so informally. Most girls quit using chan on the end of names once they reach high school. Grow up a little."

"I still use that with my friends since they are so close to me. I want to be your friend, like I said earlier. Everyone thinks that just cause a person looks different that means that that person deserves to be made fun of or talked about, but not my group of friends. All of my friends are different in some way and no one ever approached them, but I did and all of us are friends now."

Yuri threw out the garbage and walked past Usagi a little before turning around, "Tsukino-san I appreciate you trying to be nice, but I've been hurt way too much to be friends with anyone. It wasn't you. You're the only person who has ever been nice to me since second grade." she turned and faced the way she had been walking in an attempt to hide that she was about to cry.

Makoto, Ami, and Minako walked out onto the roof and blocked Yuri's way. They knew that all Yuri needed was a friend, but getting her to open up was going to be a difficult task.

"Get out of the way you three." Yuri said barely looking up.

"Why keep putting on this show like you don't want any friends?" Makoto asked sternly, "All four of us can see that the only thing you want are some friends. The four of us are willing to be your friends if you let us."

Yuri looked up and a couple of tears ran down her face slowly, "I've been down this road plenty of times before and I don't want to again. Everyone wants to be friend or no one. That's the way it's always been and always will be!"

The four friends all shared a glance with each other. Ami stepped up right in front of Yuri, "I use to feel that way. But Usagi-chan showed me that she can be a true friend. I thought that she just wanted to be friends since I'm the smartest kid in the class, but in reality she just wanted to be a friend to someone who was alone. So will you let us be your friends?"

Yuri pulled out her handkerchief and wiped the tears from her face. She lightly nodded her head yes.

Usagi ran up and looked at her new friend eagerly, "Yuri-chan. After school today we could go sing some karaoke and you're invited if you want to come."

"Sure I'll come. It doesn't bother any of you that I look different from all of the kids here."

Usagi shook her head, "No. Looks aren't important. Although you are very beautiful."

A smile finally came across Yuri's face at the sound of Usagi's comment, "I'm sure there is someone prettier than me out there."

The five of them headed down the stairs back to the classroom. When the five of them walked in together all of the kids stared. Most of them didn't understand why anyone would want anything to do with Yuri, but that didn't bother them in the least. No one cared what everyone else thought, the four of them wouldn't get anywhere if they worried what everyone in the class thought of them being friends.

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After school everyone headed down to get their street shoes. Yuri quickly put on her shoes and started to walk out of the school. Mana came up from behind and pushed Yuri to the ground again. Yuri fell forward but braced herself with her hands.

"You think by befriending Tsukino-san and the others you're going to be accepted by the rest of us? You're not one of us so go back to where it is you came from. You'll be doing us a favor and yourself."

Yuri slowly stood up, keeping guard up ready just in case she got pushed again, and moved the hair from her face. Both knees were cut up, but she payed no mine to either of the wounds. She brushed her skirt and the sleeves of her seifuku as if she had tripped.

Mana pushed her again this time harder, but Yuri only stumbled.

"What are you getting from pushing me down on the ground?" Yuri asked tightening her ponytail.

"That's where you belong, on the dirty ground. Trying to fit in acting like it doesn't bother any of us."

Yuri turned around and faced her, "I'm a student trying to get an education and nothing else. Besides this high school is no stranger to foreign exchange students so back off!"

"When you leave and don't come back I will."

Yuri ran up to her and pushed Mana to the ground hard, making her skid on the ground for a moment. Makoto came up and kept Yuri back.

"Yama-san." Yuri heard and froze. It was the home room teacher's voice, "Why did you push Mana-san to the ground like that? You are a new student here and that is not acceptable. Now both of you will shake on this and forget that this has happened. I catch either one of you shoving the other and both of you will receive a week of detention. Is that understood?"

"Hai." the two of them replied. Yuri extended her hand out to help Mana up and, since the teacher was standing there, Mana had to except. Once Mana was standing back up the two of them shook hands. Yuri picked up her bag and went walking off towards her house. The four friends ran after her and noticed that Yuri had begun to tear up again.

"Yuri-chan, why did you push Mana-san in front of the teacher?" Minako asked.

"This happens all the time. No matter which school I go to there's some kid who hates me and somehow gets me into trouble no matter what. I'm sick of this." she said wiping her eyes before the tears could fall,

"I thought about dying my hair a darker color but I would get yelled at for dying my hair by the teachers. I can't win."

"Cheer up." Usagi said in her up-beat tone, "We're going to make you forget about all of this."

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The reach the karaoke parlor and head to a different room than usual. Yuri tosses her bag aside and sits down in one of the chairs. There was a slight chance that her parents would be called about the incident at school. But her parents would never punish her since this had happened so many times before. Usagi immediately chose a song and started singing. Sure she was off key, but she kept up with the song lyrics really good.

After a few more songs, Yuri looked at her watch and saw it was starting to get late, "Guys I have to go home. My parents are probably worried sick about me."

She picked up her bag and walked out of the room. She started on her long walk home. From the karaoke parlor to her house was additional 15 minutes to the already half hour it normally took from the school. As she walked home her thoughts were filled of the days events. The one thing she had not told any of them was her severe headaches that kept her from doing a lot of things she wanted to do.

They don't need to know about those yet. Maybe as some time passes I'll tell them, she thought but a few minutes from her house. All of a sudden a migraine came out from no where and she ha to stop and rest on a bench.

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Each one of their cell phones went off.

"Everyone there is some activity close by. Hurry and get there." Luna said on the other end.

The girls all grabbed their coats and ran out of the parlor and towards the northwest.

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Yuri reached into her bag and pulled out the pain medication. She swallowed the pill without any drink and just continued to sit until it would take effect.

A small amount of dust was blow up in her face and there a monster stood. Yuri looked up and her eyes widened. She clutched her bag even tighter with her left hand, turning her knuckles white. She stood up slowly keeping a close eye on the monster. She had read and watched stories of monsters appearing at random in front of people and the sailor senshi showing up and destroying it.

As the girls ran in the direction towards the monster. They all henshined and continued to run. When they saw that the monster was slowly cornering Yuri. She did not see the senshi in the distance. She looked around for an exit of some sort. She saw one brief opening and took it running. The monster was hot on Yuri's heels and the senshi followed.

Yuri tripped on a rock and fell on her ankle in an odd way. She was now at the mercy of the monster.