Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Letters From A Marriage ❯ Kunzite ( Epilogue )

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Konnichi wa minna-chans! Here is
the second and final piece to "Letters
From A Marriage." I want to dedicate
these stories to my beautiful 3 month
old niece, Jade Rose, and to my sister,
Rebecca.

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to the
goddess Naoko.

Rated: G
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< b>Letters From A Marriage: Kunzite
by Sailor Phoenix



Senshi Commander Venus 14 February
Crescent Moon Palace



Dearest Venus,
Your telecommunication call last night unnerved me.
You know very well that I will not join you on the planet
Venus unless some unknown reason demands it. I won't
lecture you--I have too acute a realization of how this only
tends to make matters worse between us and I refuse to
be made to feel that I am the insensitive jerk.

The important point for you to grasp is how difficult
your unrelenting overtures has strained our marriage
further and how it has forced me into the position of
appearing the heavy in our ongoing martial saga.

I do not want you to feel that I am uncaring. You
know how hard I tried in the early years of our marriage
to make a good thing of it. You were as bewitching then
as you are dazzling now(although, Kami-sama knows, I
preferred the beguiling child of long ago to the resourceful
woman of today). I was fascinated by you, perhaps--hai--
smitten. Looking back, I am certain I loved you. But it was the
passion of an older man for something lost in his youth.

The other generals constantly jeer that I am 34 going on
70. But all the years I was growing up I had to be twice my
true age. Whilst my commardes-in-arms could be boys,
adolescents, wild and foolish, I had to conduct myself dutifully
as the future right hand of the Crown Prince. I have been trained
since childhood that I was different from other men, that my
destiny had already been mapped out before me. I could not
follow a career of my choice or marry a woman I could choose
from.

In my lonely life, I have needed a companion as well as a
lover. You have constantly refused to remain on Earth always
citing that you cannot take leave from your job. You can hardly
expect me to drop everything to rush up to your side everytime
you feel our marriage is out of control.

And yet--and yet, dear child the tremor in your voice last
night made me recall with warm and tingling remembrance the
first nights we spent together. And only last weekend when you
brought the girls to Earth I was mesmerized as I watched you
wrap your arms around both of them, your face flushed with love
for them, and I thought--well, never mind what I thought. The
point is we must maintain a secure relationship for them. That
can best be achieved if scenes between us are not provoked.

Need I say more?

Curious, I realize that today is Valentine's Day and there has
been no token from you. Further that I feel grieved by the omitted
gesture.

Perhaps--tonight?

Your place or mine,
Dearest, funny Valentine?



Yours,

Kunzite