Disclaimer: The Sailorstarlights and company are created by Takeuchi Naoko, owned by TOEI animation and a bunch of other production and distribution companies, and I actually have no legal right to use any of these characters whatsoever. But please don't sue me; I have no money to give you anyway.
In this story I mix around aspects of both the Sailormoon manga and anime. The anime mostly though ^-^. Kakyuu can become sailor kakyuu. And this will eventually turn out to be a Seiya/Kakyuu romance fic. I hope you enjoy this first chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please read and review I'd love to hear from you.
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It was raining again, it had been raining nonstop for the last few days and the young raven-haired idol relished it. It was true he relished it, the gloomy atmosphere that the rain permeated. For it perfectly reflected what it was he was feeling. The sullen atmosphere of the storm saturated the room, the depression seeped in through the closed window, as rain streaked the glass panes, it was almost as if the beads of rain were the unshed tears his soul cried while the minutes he had spent sitting on the satin cushion of the window seat stretched into hours.
It was times like these when he was alone that he would allow his true feelings to seep through. He couldn't.... no he wouldn't let the other two, his teammates, see his turmoil, his fears, or his pain. In truth he didn't want to believe that he felt those emotions. He desperately wanted to believe that they'd find their lost princess and everything would be fine again. He didn't want to believe in the doubts that circled through his mind, but lately it was becoming harder to ignore the ache in his heart. He had to stay together for the other two, if he were to fall apart what would become of their princess? He knew that Taiki and Yaten had their own doubts, though they too tried to hide it.
Seiya stood slowly from his spot on the window seat. It was late, hours past midnight. Yaten and Taiki were asleep most likely. Seiya couldn't be certain, but then again nothing seemed certain anymore. He traced a familiar path through the shadows of the darkened room, his steps falling softly on the dark blue carpet. He stretched out his hands, finding the soft comforter at the foot of the bed, and climbed carefully over the iron worked foot board. His knees sank in to the mattress as he crawled slowly across the bed. He reached the head of the bed, dragging the light covers from the pile at the foot board up to their proper position.
He laid there, on his bed for what seemed like hours. Eyes of the deepest azure staring blankly at the ceiling. Sleep, was an unconditional gift ... he embraced the thought with joy, every night. But for some reason today that gift had been denied to him. Nervously, he rolled around on the bed without even being able to rest with his eyes open. He wondered how much more he would have to endure, as prisoner of this cruel night. Of this cruel life. A soft sigh escaped his lips and he brushed away the thoughts from his mind. He couldn't think that way. He wouldn't.
"God bless you, calmed, blank night, for despite your emptiness, I am alive."
Seiya pulled himself up into a sitting position on the bed, his blue eyes refocused themselves towards the various objects in his room. Though they were of little interest to him, there was one which stood out above the rest of them. It was an old radio, a thin film of dust covering the top of it. As he stared at it, the raven haired light could almost hear a haunting melody emitting from the object...music which reminded him all too well of the popular "Nagareboshi He". His thoughts slowly drifted to his lost princess as they often did when he was alone, he thought of her often even when he was surrounded by hordes of screaming fans. She was a constant, always some where in his mind.
"Princess…," he whispered softly, the familiar ring of sorrow echoing through his voice.
He had sworn his life to protect his princess, he was bound to her always by unconditional devotion and love ... there was nothing he wouldn't do ... but he had failed. He had failed to protect her. And now she was lost to them ... to him. Seiya, Taiki, and Yaten had been singing constantly, hoping, praying that their songs would reach their missing princess. That she would return to them. Seiya longed to see her smiling face, to gaze into the depths of her bright, shining scarlet eyes, to hear her gentle voice. He longed just to smell her sweet scent. It was odd, before the attack on Kinmokusei he never thought much of those things. He guessed that he had taken it all for granted, the difference was he had her then, but now Kinmokusei was gone and she was too. Deep down he feared that he'd never see her again, but that was a fear he'd never admit to anyone not even himself.
He pried his eyes open, as hot tears began falling rapidly from the corner of his eyes, and he pulled his arms from beneath the covers, and pressed his palms hard against his eyes. He was too strong for that, to let his fears overrun his life, to let his agony escape his throat ... moments passed and he gently pulled his hands away from his eyes. His gaze fell on his hands, his blue eyes wet with the tears he wouldn't let himself shed.
Seiya pulled the dark blue comforter aside and jumped out of bed, it had become apparent he wouldn't be getting any sleep that night or rather what was left of the night. He stretched, a soft yawn escaping his pale lips. He raised a hand to run through his dark bed-tangled hair. As he turned around he blinked, staring at the clear night sky over Tokyo through his window. The rain had stopped, a part of him was glad, and he wished that his sorrow would stop just as easily as the rain had.
"It's just as well... I can't sleep.." he muttered softly.
Shaking his head of thoughts, Seiya walked to his huge walk-in closet, and folded his arms across his chest, eyeing the closet pensively for something to wear. He finally decided on a comfortable pair of khakis and a white long sleeved shirt. He slipped on his cloths and a pair of white socks and sneakers, then he walked quietly to his private bathroom and flicked on the light switch. He washed his face and brushed his teeth also making sure to fix up his hair. He wore his hair as he always did in a long ponytail tied by an ivory hair tie at the nape of his neck. He put on a pair of dark sunglasses, then he grabbed his black jacket from it's spot on the back of a chair.
He slipped out of the apartment quietly so as not to wake the other two, and soon he was outside. Seiya wandered the streets of Tokyo, breathing the chilly night air slowly in and out of his dry, throat. He kept his head bowed low so that no passerby would recognize him. He knew that with the way he was feeling at that moment he wouldn't be able to deal with anyone especially not a screaming fan. So he just walked in no particular direction, occasionally turning right and left, not really paying attention to where he was headed or what he was passing along the way. It felt good just to walk, to stop thinking, to stop concentrating on anything at all.
Seiya walked on, crossing beneath the yellow light of the street lamps lining the Tokyo sidewalk. The bitter chill of night whispered to him through the shiny fabric of his black jacket, and he shivered, wrapping his arms around himself. He sighed, and he could see his breath beginning to fog as it contacted the cold air, before it was swept away by the light movement of the wind. He passed through the park entrance, and he could see the outlines of late joggers in their sweats and headbands forcing their worries through the soles of their sneakers as their feet pounded on the paved path, and the outlines of lovers sitting beneath the lights at the edge of the fountains. A wry smile formed on his lips at the sight of them, but inside his heart was aching.
He tried to keep another sigh from escaping his lips, he was tired of the ache of loneliness in his heart, tired of seeing those around him embraced by love while he stood alone, and he was tired of reaching out with no one to grasp on to, and no ground beneath his feet. He walked on until he reached a secluded part of the park, and he sat down on a dry park bench, with his arm casually extended over the back of the wooden bench. Piercing blue eyes stared out at the park, his eyes fixed on where the sun had set hours ago.
"Will I ever get to see her again?" Seiya asked the night, his azure gaze glittering with unshed tears he refused to admit were there. "Is she even... Kami-sama, is Kakyuu-hime even alive?"
He leaned against the back of the bench, searching the deep sky for the stars in the night sky. His eyes swept the dark dome above for a shooting star, a wandering star like himself. Every night he did this, religiously. And every night, the same thing. Only stars shining brightly but not a single one flying past. To this park – the same park where the Three Lights had been doing a production shoot, the very first day that Galaxia started her attack on Earth, and the Sailorstarlights had laid eyes on Eternalsailormoon for the very first time.
"Eternalsailormoon... she reminds me of you princess. You both have a similar shine ... so brilliant. But it is you who I want to see Kakyuu-hime, answer us onegai. We need you princess... I need you..." he whispered to the night in earnest.
The raven-haired Light looked at his watch, not even really noticing the time. It was a gesture of nervousness, a mere habit. "She should have answered us by now... We've been here searching for Kami knows how long. Surely she should have heard our song by now. Unless-"
He sighed, not letting himself finish that sentence. But he knew the rest of it all too well. It was a worry that continually plagued him, that thought along with visions of the end of Kinmokusei. He had been forced to leave his world, forced to leave the past behind him. For years they had worked and watched Kinmokusei prosper, only to have it all fall like it had never even existed. Their home was just another dead star floating aimlessly through space, but their princess could change that. If they could just find her, there was still a chance they could rebuild their home and live peacefully with their princess again. Seiya knew it, and he had to believe in that hope. He had too. Seiya raised his eyes to the sky, blinking as he saw a shooting star pass overhead before disappearing from sight. "I don't know what else to do princess. I'll wait. I'll see you again. I..."
He looked down, burying his face in his hands again as his eyes burned, the visions of the last moments of Kinmokusei overwhelming him. His throat tightened, but he was barely able to choke out a whisper. "I have to find you... I'll keep searching. I won't stop until I find you princess..."
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A jumble of sheets clutched tightly, a sea of red hair, the scent of olive blossoms, and a river of tears. All of these things were found in the bed of the Princess of Kinmokusei tonight, just as they were every other night for as long as she could recall. She was by no means awake, Kakyuu was too exhausted from the work she had taken on Earth to stay conscious, but she was lost in her own memories as she slept. The familiar voices and touches of her Starlights, Fighter's gentle whispers, and the horrible sight of death were always present in her mind. Tossing and turning she tried to forget all of it, to lose herself in the depths of the night, but it was not meant to be.
Kakyuu's eyes suddenly shot open, and the weary princess found herself in the confines of her little apartment. The incense she had lit was still burning, and a cool breeze lifted some of the hair from her hot face. Glancing over at the clock, she sighed and fell back onto her pillows as she tried to stay awake. Kakyuu failed miserably after a few minutes of crying a little more, her troubled face became calm as sleep claimed her once again. Something had woken her before...a bad feeling...but she was too tired to want to recognize any danger.
Kakyuu's alarm clock suddenly went off and a familiar song flooded her room. The sound of three familiar voices reached her ears. Kakyuu pulled herself from her world of darkness and frantically looked around her apartment. The princess wiped the tears from her face and pushed herself up from her bed to look out the window as she listened to her Starlights' song.
You have always been shinning so brightly,
Your smiling face is just like a tiny star,
I have been treasuring it. (eternal starlight)
On that day I could not come and protect you,
All I did was cry tears of regret,
There is still pain left in my heart (I can never forget you sweetheart)
Search for your love, the crystal of the universe
Search for your love, don't cry for me
Search for your love, as a matter of fact
I really want to hold you close to me now.
I've always been looking for your sweet smell,
to convey my voice. (I love you so)
Where are you now? (Moonlight Princess)
Our Princess
Answer me right away (Answer for me)
Answer me gently (Answer for me)
More tears spilled down her face and she lifted her hand to wipe the tears and sleep from her eyes. She wanted desperately to answer them, she wanted to see them again, and she wanted to be near them again. She could hear the earnest in their sweet voices as they sang, but because of Galaxia she couldn't answer them. It would be too dangerous for them and for herself.
"Gomen nasai... my most precious ones. I want to answer you ... demo..." She let the sentence trail off. She had to remain out of sight she couldn't let anyone know she was there. She had to find the light of hope in order to defeat Galaxia. It was the reason she left Kinmokusei and it was the only way. Kakyuu looked back at the clock beside her bed to find she had been asleep for no more than half an hour.
"I can't sleep, and I don't want to sleep any longer." she grumbled as she went into the bathroom. Kakyuu quickly cleaned herself up and slid on a simple red summer dress and a pair of flat black shoes. "I'll go out and get something to eat before I begin to think. It will do me no good to sort through all of these thoughts on an empty stomach and tired mind." she reminded herself as she pulled on her jacket and left the apartment.
A cold burst of air swept her dark red hair about her body the moment Kakyuu set foot outside. She had refrained from wearing her hair in her traditional style so as not to attract attention to herself. Quickly she scurried down the streets of Tokyo it was much colder then she had anticipated but it didn't matter she couldn't go back to her apartment. She needed to be out beneath the stars. Always the stars had been a comfort to her she was lonely but beneath the stars she always felt at home and they would help her to forget her sorrow and her loneliness even if it was for only a little while. Lost in her own turmoil filled thoughts, she didn't even notice as she walked through the park entrance. The same park that Kou Seiya had sought for peace.
In this story I mix around aspects of both the Sailormoon manga and anime. The anime mostly though ^-^. Kakyuu can become sailor kakyuu. And this will eventually turn out to be a Seiya/Kakyuu romance fic. I hope you enjoy this first chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please read and review I'd love to hear from you.
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It was raining again, it had been raining nonstop for the last few days and the young raven-haired idol relished it. It was true he relished it, the gloomy atmosphere that the rain permeated. For it perfectly reflected what it was he was feeling. The sullen atmosphere of the storm saturated the room, the depression seeped in through the closed window, as rain streaked the glass panes, it was almost as if the beads of rain were the unshed tears his soul cried while the minutes he had spent sitting on the satin cushion of the window seat stretched into hours.
It was times like these when he was alone that he would allow his true feelings to seep through. He couldn't.... no he wouldn't let the other two, his teammates, see his turmoil, his fears, or his pain. In truth he didn't want to believe that he felt those emotions. He desperately wanted to believe that they'd find their lost princess and everything would be fine again. He didn't want to believe in the doubts that circled through his mind, but lately it was becoming harder to ignore the ache in his heart. He had to stay together for the other two, if he were to fall apart what would become of their princess? He knew that Taiki and Yaten had their own doubts, though they too tried to hide it.
Seiya stood slowly from his spot on the window seat. It was late, hours past midnight. Yaten and Taiki were asleep most likely. Seiya couldn't be certain, but then again nothing seemed certain anymore. He traced a familiar path through the shadows of the darkened room, his steps falling softly on the dark blue carpet. He stretched out his hands, finding the soft comforter at the foot of the bed, and climbed carefully over the iron worked foot board. His knees sank in to the mattress as he crawled slowly across the bed. He reached the head of the bed, dragging the light covers from the pile at the foot board up to their proper position.
He laid there, on his bed for what seemed like hours. Eyes of the deepest azure staring blankly at the ceiling. Sleep, was an unconditional gift ... he embraced the thought with joy, every night. But for some reason today that gift had been denied to him. Nervously, he rolled around on the bed without even being able to rest with his eyes open. He wondered how much more he would have to endure, as prisoner of this cruel night. Of this cruel life. A soft sigh escaped his lips and he brushed away the thoughts from his mind. He couldn't think that way. He wouldn't.
"God bless you, calmed, blank night, for despite your emptiness, I am alive."
Seiya pulled himself up into a sitting position on the bed, his blue eyes refocused themselves towards the various objects in his room. Though they were of little interest to him, there was one which stood out above the rest of them. It was an old radio, a thin film of dust covering the top of it. As he stared at it, the raven haired light could almost hear a haunting melody emitting from the object...music which reminded him all too well of the popular "Nagareboshi He". His thoughts slowly drifted to his lost princess as they often did when he was alone, he thought of her often even when he was surrounded by hordes of screaming fans. She was a constant, always some where in his mind.
"Princess…," he whispered softly, the familiar ring of sorrow echoing through his voice.
He had sworn his life to protect his princess, he was bound to her always by unconditional devotion and love ... there was nothing he wouldn't do ... but he had failed. He had failed to protect her. And now she was lost to them ... to him. Seiya, Taiki, and Yaten had been singing constantly, hoping, praying that their songs would reach their missing princess. That she would return to them. Seiya longed to see her smiling face, to gaze into the depths of her bright, shining scarlet eyes, to hear her gentle voice. He longed just to smell her sweet scent. It was odd, before the attack on Kinmokusei he never thought much of those things. He guessed that he had taken it all for granted, the difference was he had her then, but now Kinmokusei was gone and she was too. Deep down he feared that he'd never see her again, but that was a fear he'd never admit to anyone not even himself.
He pried his eyes open, as hot tears began falling rapidly from the corner of his eyes, and he pulled his arms from beneath the covers, and pressed his palms hard against his eyes. He was too strong for that, to let his fears overrun his life, to let his agony escape his throat ... moments passed and he gently pulled his hands away from his eyes. His gaze fell on his hands, his blue eyes wet with the tears he wouldn't let himself shed.
Seiya pulled the dark blue comforter aside and jumped out of bed, it had become apparent he wouldn't be getting any sleep that night or rather what was left of the night. He stretched, a soft yawn escaping his pale lips. He raised a hand to run through his dark bed-tangled hair. As he turned around he blinked, staring at the clear night sky over Tokyo through his window. The rain had stopped, a part of him was glad, and he wished that his sorrow would stop just as easily as the rain had.
"It's just as well... I can't sleep.." he muttered softly.
Shaking his head of thoughts, Seiya walked to his huge walk-in closet, and folded his arms across his chest, eyeing the closet pensively for something to wear. He finally decided on a comfortable pair of khakis and a white long sleeved shirt. He slipped on his cloths and a pair of white socks and sneakers, then he walked quietly to his private bathroom and flicked on the light switch. He washed his face and brushed his teeth also making sure to fix up his hair. He wore his hair as he always did in a long ponytail tied by an ivory hair tie at the nape of his neck. He put on a pair of dark sunglasses, then he grabbed his black jacket from it's spot on the back of a chair.
He slipped out of the apartment quietly so as not to wake the other two, and soon he was outside. Seiya wandered the streets of Tokyo, breathing the chilly night air slowly in and out of his dry, throat. He kept his head bowed low so that no passerby would recognize him. He knew that with the way he was feeling at that moment he wouldn't be able to deal with anyone especially not a screaming fan. So he just walked in no particular direction, occasionally turning right and left, not really paying attention to where he was headed or what he was passing along the way. It felt good just to walk, to stop thinking, to stop concentrating on anything at all.
Seiya walked on, crossing beneath the yellow light of the street lamps lining the Tokyo sidewalk. The bitter chill of night whispered to him through the shiny fabric of his black jacket, and he shivered, wrapping his arms around himself. He sighed, and he could see his breath beginning to fog as it contacted the cold air, before it was swept away by the light movement of the wind. He passed through the park entrance, and he could see the outlines of late joggers in their sweats and headbands forcing their worries through the soles of their sneakers as their feet pounded on the paved path, and the outlines of lovers sitting beneath the lights at the edge of the fountains. A wry smile formed on his lips at the sight of them, but inside his heart was aching.
He tried to keep another sigh from escaping his lips, he was tired of the ache of loneliness in his heart, tired of seeing those around him embraced by love while he stood alone, and he was tired of reaching out with no one to grasp on to, and no ground beneath his feet. He walked on until he reached a secluded part of the park, and he sat down on a dry park bench, with his arm casually extended over the back of the wooden bench. Piercing blue eyes stared out at the park, his eyes fixed on where the sun had set hours ago.
"Will I ever get to see her again?" Seiya asked the night, his azure gaze glittering with unshed tears he refused to admit were there. "Is she even... Kami-sama, is Kakyuu-hime even alive?"
He leaned against the back of the bench, searching the deep sky for the stars in the night sky. His eyes swept the dark dome above for a shooting star, a wandering star like himself. Every night he did this, religiously. And every night, the same thing. Only stars shining brightly but not a single one flying past. To this park – the same park where the Three Lights had been doing a production shoot, the very first day that Galaxia started her attack on Earth, and the Sailorstarlights had laid eyes on Eternalsailormoon for the very first time.
"Eternalsailormoon... she reminds me of you princess. You both have a similar shine ... so brilliant. But it is you who I want to see Kakyuu-hime, answer us onegai. We need you princess... I need you..." he whispered to the night in earnest.
The raven-haired Light looked at his watch, not even really noticing the time. It was a gesture of nervousness, a mere habit. "She should have answered us by now... We've been here searching for Kami knows how long. Surely she should have heard our song by now. Unless-"
He sighed, not letting himself finish that sentence. But he knew the rest of it all too well. It was a worry that continually plagued him, that thought along with visions of the end of Kinmokusei. He had been forced to leave his world, forced to leave the past behind him. For years they had worked and watched Kinmokusei prosper, only to have it all fall like it had never even existed. Their home was just another dead star floating aimlessly through space, but their princess could change that. If they could just find her, there was still a chance they could rebuild their home and live peacefully with their princess again. Seiya knew it, and he had to believe in that hope. He had too. Seiya raised his eyes to the sky, blinking as he saw a shooting star pass overhead before disappearing from sight. "I don't know what else to do princess. I'll wait. I'll see you again. I..."
He looked down, burying his face in his hands again as his eyes burned, the visions of the last moments of Kinmokusei overwhelming him. His throat tightened, but he was barely able to choke out a whisper. "I have to find you... I'll keep searching. I won't stop until I find you princess..."
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A jumble of sheets clutched tightly, a sea of red hair, the scent of olive blossoms, and a river of tears. All of these things were found in the bed of the Princess of Kinmokusei tonight, just as they were every other night for as long as she could recall. She was by no means awake, Kakyuu was too exhausted from the work she had taken on Earth to stay conscious, but she was lost in her own memories as she slept. The familiar voices and touches of her Starlights, Fighter's gentle whispers, and the horrible sight of death were always present in her mind. Tossing and turning she tried to forget all of it, to lose herself in the depths of the night, but it was not meant to be.
Kakyuu's eyes suddenly shot open, and the weary princess found herself in the confines of her little apartment. The incense she had lit was still burning, and a cool breeze lifted some of the hair from her hot face. Glancing over at the clock, she sighed and fell back onto her pillows as she tried to stay awake. Kakyuu failed miserably after a few minutes of crying a little more, her troubled face became calm as sleep claimed her once again. Something had woken her before...a bad feeling...but she was too tired to want to recognize any danger.
Kakyuu's alarm clock suddenly went off and a familiar song flooded her room. The sound of three familiar voices reached her ears. Kakyuu pulled herself from her world of darkness and frantically looked around her apartment. The princess wiped the tears from her face and pushed herself up from her bed to look out the window as she listened to her Starlights' song.
You have always been shinning so brightly,
Your smiling face is just like a tiny star,
I have been treasuring it. (eternal starlight)
On that day I could not come and protect you,
All I did was cry tears of regret,
There is still pain left in my heart (I can never forget you sweetheart)
Search for your love, the crystal of the universe
Search for your love, don't cry for me
Search for your love, as a matter of fact
I really want to hold you close to me now.
I've always been looking for your sweet smell,
to convey my voice. (I love you so)
Where are you now? (Moonlight Princess)
Our Princess
Answer me right away (Answer for me)
Answer me gently (Answer for me)
More tears spilled down her face and she lifted her hand to wipe the tears and sleep from her eyes. She wanted desperately to answer them, she wanted to see them again, and she wanted to be near them again. She could hear the earnest in their sweet voices as they sang, but because of Galaxia she couldn't answer them. It would be too dangerous for them and for herself.
"Gomen nasai... my most precious ones. I want to answer you ... demo..." She let the sentence trail off. She had to remain out of sight she couldn't let anyone know she was there. She had to find the light of hope in order to defeat Galaxia. It was the reason she left Kinmokusei and it was the only way. Kakyuu looked back at the clock beside her bed to find she had been asleep for no more than half an hour.
"I can't sleep, and I don't want to sleep any longer." she grumbled as she went into the bathroom. Kakyuu quickly cleaned herself up and slid on a simple red summer dress and a pair of flat black shoes. "I'll go out and get something to eat before I begin to think. It will do me no good to sort through all of these thoughts on an empty stomach and tired mind." she reminded herself as she pulled on her jacket and left the apartment.
A cold burst of air swept her dark red hair about her body the moment Kakyuu set foot outside. She had refrained from wearing her hair in her traditional style so as not to attract attention to herself. Quickly she scurried down the streets of Tokyo it was much colder then she had anticipated but it didn't matter she couldn't go back to her apartment. She needed to be out beneath the stars. Always the stars had been a comfort to her she was lonely but beneath the stars she always felt at home and they would help her to forget her sorrow and her loneliness even if it was for only a little while. Lost in her own turmoil filled thoughts, she didn't even notice as she walked through the park entrance. The same park that Kou Seiya had sought for peace.