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| date | Fri, 19 Feb 2010 20:53:12 -0500 |
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| 1 Hello! ^-^ This story is based on a premise my friend gave me to write. So | |
| 2 it has nothing to do with my normal continuity. ^^;; Anyway, all of my | |
| 3 stories (Sailormoon, Cardcaptor Sakura, Pretty Sammy, and others) can be | |
| 4 found at Moonlit Nights ( http://fly.to/moonlit_nights ). ^-^ I love to hear | |
| 5 what you think about my stories, so if you have the chance, please e-mail | |
| 6 me. ^-^ Thanks! *hugs* | |
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| 8 This was the premise for the story: | |
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| 10 It's a dismal, rainy day. Some situation (possibly a dispute with a | |
| 11 parental figure, etc.) has locked one member of a pair (you get to decide | |
| 12 ^_- ) into their own home without access to any means of communicating with | |
| 13 the other. The other, of course, either doesn't know this or DOES know this | |
| 14 but can't do anything. They both take the time apart to reminisce. | |
| 15 Write that, the reason behind it, and resolve the situation ^_^ | |
| 16 | |
| 17 And here's what came out of it: | |
| 18 | |
| 19 I Sure Am Glad It's Raining | |
| 20 by Amazoness Duo | |
| 21 amazonessduo@hotmail.com | |
| 22 | |
| 23 The rain pelted against the window in sheets, nearly drowning out the sobs | |
| 24 coming from within the young girls room. Generally a cheerful place, it now | |
| 25 was more like a dungeon. A plush prison, but a prison nonetheless. Cute | |
| 26 little stuffed rabbits stood sentry over the room's sole occupant. It | |
| 27 wasn't fair. Why did life have to hurt so much? Why was everyone here always | |
| 28 so cruel? These people weren't her family. They didn't care about what | |
| 29 happened to her. Even Usagi, her real mother, had agreed with her 'aunt' and | |
| 30 'uncle'. No, she wasn't her mother yet. She was just some immature girl that | |
| 31 she was forced to live with. While she was practically exiled from her home | |
| 32 so she could learn to become the next Sailormoon from -her-. | |
| 33 The shawl she had been given only the night before was little consolation. | |
| 34 Rather, it reminded her even more of the girl she was currently barred from | |
| 35 seeing. Clutching it tightly, the pink haired girl pulled it close. The | |
| 36 thunder sent shivers up and down her spine. The storm was only making things | |
| 37 worse, playing with her already frazzled nerves. A pang of sadness shot | |
| 38 through her as she held the shawl closer. It still carried her scent. | |
| 39 Closing her eyes, she could see her just as clearly as if she was standing | |
| 40 there in front of her. Beautiful ivory skin, the very faintest of smiles, | |
| 41 deep violet eyes. More bitter tears spilt down her cheeks as the rain | |
| 42 continued to pick up outside. | |
| 43 Through her blurry vision, she could see where her phone used to be. They'd | |
| 44 taken that, too. Apparently she'd been so 'bad' that she was supposed to | |
| 45 think about what she'd done until she agreed with them about how awful she | |
| 46 was while staying all alone. With no contact. Especially from her. | |
| 47 What was wrong with a kiss? A simple gesture, it could show your love | |
| 48 better than any words could ever express. Something only lovers could share, | |
| 49 their own little escape from the world, if only for a few all too brief | |
| 50 seconds. So what was so inherently evil about her giving a goodbye kiss to | |
| 51 the one person she loved so dearly? Apparently, everything. Ikuko had seen | |
| 52 it all from the window. As soon as she'd entered, they had sprung upon her | |
| 53 like she was a criminal. Ikuko had wanted to know where she had gone wrong. | |
| 54 Kenji had just looked disgusted the whole time, anger lashing out at her | |
| 55 whenever she would argue her point. Even her mother, the one person who | |
| 56 should by all rights care for her when no one else did, agreed with them. | |
| 57 She thought she was getting too many ideas from Haruka and Michiru, that | |
| 58 maybe Hotaru had gotten twisted around while being raised by them and was | |
| 59 now corrupting her. That she needed to figure out what being friends meant | |
| 60 and what being lovers meant. She had told her to wait until she was older | |
| 61 and find a nice boy to get with and that this would never last. That had | |
| 62 finally snapped something inside of her. How dare she tell her that they | |
| 63 would never last! How dare she accuse Hotaru of being some delinquent! How | |
| 64 could she look her own daughter in the face, through all of the tears, and | |
| 65 still tear her heart out? | |
| 66 For the past day, everyone in the house was looking at her strangely for | |
| 67 the few times she had been allowed out of her room. Ikuko wouldn't even look | |
| 68 at her. Usagi kept trying to offer sympathy, even saying they could talk | |
| 69 about it if she wanted. Talk about what? But still... She was her mother. | |
| 70 That had been a huge mistake. She was wrong. Usagi was certain about that | |
| 71 from the outset. It wasn't so they could talk about it, merely so Usagi | |
| 72 could explain the way things were supposed to be. The way she was supposed | |
| 73 to be. As if she were broken... She'd stormed out of the room, tears | |
| 74 brimming in her crimson eyes shortly thereafter. | |
| 75 Could she even go home anymore? Was this what was awaiting her back in | |
| 76 Crystal Tokyo? What future was awaiting her without Hotaru? What good was a | |
| 77 kingdom without the one you love by your side? Her mother there had even | |
| 78 more power over her life than these people here. They wouldn't let her see | |
| 79 Hotaru because she had kissed her and that was obviously bad. In the future, | |
| 80 she could easily be forced to marry someone else. She didn't even know where | |
| 81 Hotaru was in the future. No wonder her mother wouldn't tell her. She would | |
| 82 only be a shell without her. Living an empty life as a figurehead for the | |
| 83 kingdom, but serving her purpose. That wasn't a future at all. | |
| 84 Why was she so alone? The people she had thought cared about her wouldn't | |
| 85 even listen to her now, determining that she wasn't fit to decide who she | |
| 86 loved. And the only person she knew she could trust with all of this was | |
| 87 beyond her reach. It wasn't fair. It wasn't.. fair... | |
| 88 A yawn escaped her lips as she shifted on the bed. Her head ached horribly | |
| 89 from all of her crying. The thunder still had her shaking now and again. Her | |
| 90 heart felt icy cold inside. But not beating rapidly the way it had been | |
| 91 moments before. An almost slow, soothing beat. She yawned again, her grip | |
| 92 starting to loosen on the shawl. So tired... Maybe she would just sleep a | |
| 93 little. Maybe things would be better... Her thoughts unfinished, the pink | |
| 94 haired girl's eyes slipped shut, the shawl slipping through her fingers and | |
| 95 fluttering to the floor. | |
| 96 | |
| 97 "Sleep well, ChibiUsa-chan. I'll see you soon. I promise," Hotaru said, | |
| 98 almost subconsciously as she looked up at the window. She was completely | |
| 99 soaked by the rain, her weak body shuddering with chills. A scream came from | |
| 100 ChibiUsa's room as Ikuko came in to a morbid discovery. "Sleep well, | |
| 101 ChibiUsa-chan." Moments later, the dark haired girl collapsed in the rain. | |
| 102 But no one would notice her. No one ever did. | |
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