Streams
of Time
The sun broke over the horizon, illumining
the Tendo dojo in it's
glory. Four figures were already
up and
about this morning, doing things, that for them, were routine.
One
figure was getting ready to go
out
jogging. Her elder sister was making
breakfast, while the last two
figures
were heading outside to spar,
as they
always did to greet the dawn.
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Streams
of Time
Chapter
Two.
School
Time.
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"Ranma, Uncle Sataome! Breakfast is
almost ready!" called the
sweet
voice of the eldest Tendo daughter. She
had just returned from
waking
up the last two members of her family, and getting the furo ready
for
Akane, and Ranma so they could be ready for school, after their
workouts.
As the two figures, the Sataomes, came in,
the panda dripping,
Kasumi
handed the panda a kettle, and a towel, and spoke, "Please don't
drip on
the floors. Ranma, the furo's ready for
you, so you can go to
school
clean."
Ranma, with a brief nod, walked up the
stairs to the furo, to take
a quick
soak, before breakfast, so she would be ready for school.
Akane walked in, cooling off after her run
around the area. She
too was
directed upstairs with a brief wave from Kasumi.
*Now, if my thoughts about Akane are
right, she'll want to see
more of
Ranma's girl side, and I'll be safety out of the engagement. IF
she can
forget about the little fact that Ranma was born a male.* Kasumi
smiled,
sure her plan would work.
Akane opened the bathroom door, noting a
set of clothing. Curious
why her
sister would not set out her school uniform, she proceeded to
ignore
the sign, and entered.
Ranma sighed, realizing that Akane hadn't
thought that Ranma would
be in
the furo, yet again. *I still don't
think she believes that I was
born a
guy. Plus she doesn't think. Why am I attracted to her?*
"Oops, sorry Ranma. I didn't know you were in." Akane
apologized,
and
added, "But since there is not much time before we have to eat, I'll
just go
ahead and clean off and join you."
Smirking to herself, she
thought
*Get to find out about her more ... maybe this way, she'll start
to look
at me. She is a girl, after all, and
not a pervert boy.*
"No matter, I was just getting
out." Ranma was about to rise, and
leave,
when Akane spoke.
"Really Ranma, I know you weren't in
for long. I saw you sparring
with
your father less than 5 minutes ago.
Stay in until you are nice
and
warm." Akane smiled.
*She doesn't get it, does she? Or are the hints I'm getting
correct? Maybe.* Ranma shrugged, and spoke, "I
don't think it's right
for a
boy and a girl to be soaking together.
"You're not a boy, now, plus you do
have to get used to it
sometime. What were you going to do in PE? Not
Shower?" Akane sniffed,
as to
make a point.
*She's right. Well, that idea is out the window. Plus somehow, I
don't
think she sees me as male, unlike Kasumi.* Ranma sighed again, and
lowered
herself back into the furo, soaking for a little bit more.
Before long, both climbed out of the furo,
dried off, and put
their
clothing on. Akane, who wore a white
blouse under a jumper style
dress
in a blue green pattern. Ranma, or
Sestuna for the school and
public
wore a dark green blouse the colour of her hair, and black
slacks,
with black slippers. Akane's hair was
in the style she had
copied
from her older sister, with a bowtie at the bottom, while Ranma's
dark
green hair was pony tailed at the base of her neck, tied with a
black
ribbon.
During the meal, Genma tried to snatch
some food from Ranma's
plate,
who was eating in a very fast, yet neat pattern. Before Genma's
chopsticks
could even near the plate, one of Ranma's chopsticks tapped a
point
on the back of his hand, making the hand drop the chopsticks.
Genma
tried to take something off her plate once again, and once again,
dropped
his chopsticks.
Akane watched this pattern for a few
times, then asked Ranma a
question.
"What IS your father trying to do?"
She was puzzled by the
actions,
and the reaction from Ranma. "Also
what are you doing to him,
that
causes him to drop his chopsticks?"
Ranma, who had finished her meal, and was
sipping a cup of tea,
answered. "Well, Father tries to make anything
into training. At
mealtimes,
we 'spar' over food. Helps to increase
hand speed, and
improve
skills at reading actions. As for what
I was doing, I was
hitting
a pressure point in the hand that causes a muscle spasm, causing
Father
to drop his chopsticks. Which, allows
me to keep eating my food,
without
him taking it." She shrugged, and
smiled. "Still, in a way,
good
practice now, for using a weapon of some sort to increase my reach,
and to
control my accuracy with them."
Genma signed to his child. <Are you STILL going to school as a
girl?>
"We've discussed this before. As my curse makes it impractical to
stay a
male, it's safer that way. Plus this
way, people won't suspect
that I
am cursed. Therefore not being a
'freak'" Ranma shook her head,
adding. "It is, after all, your fault. If you hadn't decided to drag
me to
Jusekyo..."
Genma paled, and signed again. <I don't like it, but you have a
point. Why are you going to wear
those
shoes?>
"For the challenge, and balance
practice, of course!" Ranma smirked
at her
father, thinking to herself *Plus girls do wear them, and I do
have to
dress in a feminine style for certain things.*
"Ack, we'll be late!" Akane
jumped up, grabbing Ranma's hand as
she set
down her teacup, and started charging out the door, stopping only
to
collect their shoes, and schoolbags, with their bento's inside.
***
A few blocks away, Akane was walking on
the sidewalk, looking at
Setsuna,
as she asked to be called in public, walk on the fence.
Curious
as to why she did that, she asked Setsuna the question that had
been
nagging at her since the start of the walk.
"Ran-Setsuna. Why are
you
doing that?"
"Walking along the fence? Well, more
of Father's ideas... Make
everything
you do into training. This helps
balance, and with me
wearing
these shoes, makes it a little bit more difficult." Ranma
shrugged,
adding, "If you weren't wearing a skirt, you too should be
doing
this. Would make you a better martial
artist. One thing Fence walking does do is help you
get used to being in
the
air, a lot. Good practice if you are a
artist who does a lot of mid
air
fighting."
Akane paused, thinking to herself, * That
is a good point, maybe I
should
start doing it soon too.* A second
question occurred to her, as
little
as she liked it. Perhaps Setsuna would
be willing. "Errr... I,
um,
" Akane paused, digging a toe into the ground.
"Yes?" Setsuna asked, puzzled by
Akane's hesitancy, she hadn't
picked
up anything from Akane to explain this behavior. "I promise not
to
laugh or get angry at any question you might ask." Ranma added,
hoping
that was the reason for Akane's hesitancy.
"wouldyoutrainme?" Akane
blushed, and ducked her head.
Setsuna paused, wondering for a second
what Akane had said, but
figuring
it out, in less than two seconds.
"Akane, you would like me to
train
you?"
"yes" Akane replied, afraid that
Setsuna would say no. *I hate
this! She's
better than me, and I don't want to ask her to train me, but
...
Daddy's not been training me for years, and I could use the help...
damm
it. Why did she have to be better than
me?* Akane began to get
angry. This person had EVERYTHING it seemed. Style, looks, skill in
the ONE
area Akane wanted to be the best in, and brains. *She's going
to
laugh at me, I know it!* Akane added to herself, getting angrier and
angrier.
"It would be my pleasure to help a
friend improve in the Art. All
you
need is some training in the advanced areas of our Art, you seem to
have
the basics down, cold." Setsuna replied in a warm voice, completely
derailing
Akane's anger.
*She didn't laugh at me? she's WILLING to help me? She's NOT
making
fun of me?* Akane was relived.
"Thank you, Setsuna." Akane
paused
looking at her watch. "Oh, NO! We
gotta HURRY!" Akane took off
running
towards the school.
Setsuna shrugged, hopped off the fence and
went chasing after
Akane.
Before the pair could reach the gates,
Setsuna heard Akane chant,
"I
hate boys. I HATE BOYS." She
blinked, wondering what brought this
on. Before she could ask the question, she saw a
number of boys, some
with
various sports instruments at the wait.
She blinked, coming to a
complete
stop, wondering what the hell was going on.
"Date with me, Akane!" "Love knock-out punch!" and other
cries
were
heard, from her position, as Akane tore into the horde of boys.
*What?! Fighting to DATE with her?!* As Setsuna
watched, walking
closer,
some boys noted her, and instead of attacking Akane, came after
her.
Setsuna paused. *I saw it. I watched the
gate. But that's only
probabilities,
not absolutes... and I could not believe that anyone
could
be that stupid... I could NOT believe
ANYONE would fight someone
to get
a date... * She smiled. It was not a pretty smile. It was a
smile
promising pain, suffering, and things that weren't lasting but
they
felt like they would be. "Been a
while since I got to act like a
guy,"
she murmured under her breath.
"Destiny or not, it's nice to have
it come
by." Then louder, "Okay. That's just fine. I'm Setsuna Meiou
of the
Saotome School of Anything goes, and I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE!"
One person paused in the rush.
"Hay, those surnames don't
match..." As he puzzled it out, his confusion spared
him. That time.
Akane had defeated her last challenger,
and wondered why there were
so few
of them. She saw the reason. A green
blur surrounded by the horde
that
DIDN'T attack her this morning. As the
last boy dropped, and the
one who
paused, backed away, being VERY careful not to trigger a attack,
Akane
stared at Setsuna. She had put down the
same number of boys that
Akane
did, in less time, and made it look graceful, while she did it.
As if
it was nothing to her.
Setsuna blew out a breath. "Easy. They were little challenge. Not
even
WORTH the effort to squash."
Before Akane or her could react, a
rose
flew towards Akane, who grabbed it out of the air.
"Truly, such a boorish lot. Evidently
each of them intends to ask
you
out, Akane. On the dawn that he FINALLY
defeats you." The boy who
spoke
those words, was dressed in a samurai's outfit from the past, and
was
sniffing a second rose.
"Akane, what the HELL is this all
about?!" Setsuna walked up to
her
finacee, wondering WHAT was going on.
"Well, this BAKA, here, decided that
I can't date anyone who
hasn't
defeated me in battle first. This has
been going on for day
after
day..." Akane stopped, madder than hell.
"Humm, how dishonorable."
Setsuna paused, turned to the boy, and
asked,
" Have you ever defeated her in battle?"
"Alas, no. She is a fierce
tigress." Kuno paused, but before he
could add
more, Setsuna broke in.
"Well, I am part of her school of
arts, and her superior in skill,
I think
this has gone on, LONG enough, thank you." She paused for a
second,
wondering if she should get her staff...
"And YOU are?" Before Setsuna could
respond, he spoke again. "No,
It is
the custom to give one's name first.
Fine then. Mine I shall
give." With a dramatic pose, he rattled off his
introduction speech.
"Upperclassman
Kuno, Junior, Group E. Captain of the
Kendo club.
Undefeated
new star of the high school Kendo world.
But my peers call me... 'The Blue Thunder of Furinkan high!'" With
that, a rumble of thunder struck.
"Fine. I am Meioh Setsuna, Heir to the Satome school of Anything
Goes,
and staying at the Tendo Dojo." Setsuna paused, seeing what affect
that
had on him...
"Ah, a sister school to my Fair
Akane's school of the Art. Why
are you
interfering with a matter of honor?!" Kuno paused arrogantly
wondering
what she would say.
Setsuna smiled, a cold smile indeed...
"Honor, you say. Where is
the
honor in attacking a single warrior, for a prize that is NOT yours
to
give?" She walked up, tossing her
briefcase to Akane. "This will
end,
here and now. I will take this duel up.
And when I defeat you, it
shall
END." Her smile struck fear in
some of the watchers.
*What beauty, what fire she has. Her willingness to duel for her
sister
in the art...* Kuno paused. "Yes, if you shall defeat me, I
shall
GLADLY date thee."
Setsuna paused for a second, wondering WHY
didn't she see this,
and
allowed Kuno to have the first attack.
She flipped over it, landing
on her
feet, once again. "Date YOU? Highly unlikely. You have nothing
I want,
much less any Honor, child."
"What?! You Lie, you must be under some sorcerer's spell. For I sense magic about thee."
Setsuna pasued, wondering what he
sensed. While it was HARD to see the
links that Senshi had to their powers, in cilvian mode, it wasn't
impossible. Oh, the pool's effects on
her aura. That must be it, Setsuna
thought, blinking out of her internal loop in engough time to jump away from
Kuno's next attack.
Kuno attacked again, hitting the wall and
cutting a chunk of it out.
Setsuna
landed from her jump behind him, really wondering why she didn't
see
this coming. Kuno swung around, and
looked at her on the tree
branch.
*Magic?
Kuno senses magic around her?
Oh, the CURSE. Wow, he isn't the
total fool I thought he was... This could be useful.* Nabiki thought to
herself.
"You will date with me, when I bring
you low, to break the spells on
you."
Kuno's slice, missed her, and cut the tree she WAS standing on,
down.
"Hold
ON, here, boy!" Setsuna proceeded to get up close and personal, as
she
added, " I am under NO spells, and you, disgust me."
Kuno
swung again, and she leaped. Kuno
looked up and saw her fingers
streaking
towards his forehead. This was the last
he saw.
"Hmm... odd. He holds back against Akane, but not
me. Apparently
he can
judge skill well. And... this could
be... (looks off into
nothing
for a second) Oh, JOY. Obsessive
type. This SUCKS. He'll
NEVER
quit." Setsuna shook her head, and
before Akane could say
anything,
the bell rang. "Oh, DAMM. We're LATE." With that both ran into
the
building.
****
"Humm..." Kuno, who had changed
into a school uniform, held up his
hair,
inspecting what Setsuna's finger had done...
"Amazing. And you don't remember even being touched?" Nabiki
blinked.
"Humph. And here I had thought that Meioh Setsuna was skilled." He
paused,
getting annoyed. "But, unlike
other members of her fair gender,
she
cannot spell." He went to the
blackboard, and with chalk in hand,
proceeded
to mangle the kanji that he thought Setsuna meant.
Nabiki blinked. "It's not misspelled, Kuno-chan, in fact, I don't
think I
have ever seen better calligraphy."
"I hate you." Kuno sneered at
Nabiki
"I'm sooo glad, Kuno-chan."
****
"It's all your fault." Akane
glared sideways at the green haired
girl,
also holding buckets of water.
"My Fault?! It was due to KUNO, starting this whole thing. Not
me."
Setsuna, opening her eyes from the meditative pose she had, turned
her
head to return Akane's glare.
"Yes, but EVERY morning, I finish MY
fights before school starts!"
****
"WHAT?! Finacee?! How DARE two
flowers of womanhood be forced to
join in
the most holy bounds between Man and Woman!" Kuno stood up,
shocked
beyond belief.
"Uh-uh. Our fathers decided.
Wonder who they are going to make
be the
man on the family registrar." Nabiki smirked.
"Never! I will NOT allow such a
insult to the will of the gods
happen!!! These flowers of womanhood were MEANT for a
male!" Kuno rose,
striking
a pose. Which was ruined by the eraser
bouncing off his head.
"Kuno, buckets, hall, NOW!" The
teacher sighed.
****
"Every morning, then? That is, disturbing." Setsuna sighed,
wondering
WHAT made people do the things they do.
"Yeah. And for some reason, I always win. Today is the most I've
seen
Kuno fight." Akane sighed, knowing that if Kuno had gone to that
level,
she would have lost.
"Humm, it's possible that he held
back, because he really didn't
want to
hurt you, and misjudged the amount he would have to hold back.
That
would explain why he went to the level he did with me. He seems to
be able
to judge skill, quite well." Sestuna sighed, knowing she had set
herself
up for more headaches. She didn't see
when Kuno would make his
next
move.
"Well, you did notice the bruise he
left." Akane smirked, Setsuna
thought
she was so good in the arts, and it was nice to see her brought
down a
peg.
"Yes, from pressure alone. Most impressive. It was a good thing,
I believe,
that I was able to take him down before he could connect."
Setsuna
shook her head again. HOW could have the boy gotten that lucky?
Her
time sense really wasn't for minor things, and this helped to bring
it home
to her.
"Holding BACK?!" Akane turned to
her, stunned. "You're implying
that he
is BETTER than me?" Akane seethed.
She wasn't sure WHO to be
angry
at, Setsuna for suggesting that Kuno could beat her, or Kuno for
holding
back.
"Well, some men will hold back when
fighting a woman, who they
think
is their equal or inferior in the art.
I hold back as much as
possible,
against ANYONE, so if I have to combat them again, I will have
something
up my sleeve."
Setsuna
shrugged, thinking that Akane was too easy to grow angry.
"How DARE he! He challenged ME! And
he holds BACK?!" Akane had
decided
to be angry at Kuno for now.
"That's an INSULT. I'm a
martial
artist!" Before Akane could get deeper into her rant,
Setsuna, tired of
listening
to her anger broke in.
"He's a fool, Akane-chan. He's so
wrapped up in what he thinks is
samurai
honor, that he really doesn't SEE the insult that he is doing
you."
Before Setsuna could add to her statement, a voice echoed down the
halls.
"I FORBID this travesty!" Kuno
had changed back into his Kendo
outfit,
and was running towards them, full tilt.
Setsuna blinked, wondering what he was
talking about. "Forbid
WHAT?"
"Your marriage, fair green flower! TO
the vital Akane!" Kuno
shouted.
"Err..." Setsuna thought on how
to derail this before it out of
hand.
"Married?" "I KNEW Akane
was like that!" "Nooo... both of the
prettiest
girls in school?!" Were the comments from the various
classmates
who stuck their heads out the classroom windows.
"No, it was our father's idea, we're
not THAT way..." Akane tried
to
protest.
"Err... umm, it wasn't my idea for
the engagement to happen..."
Setsuna
stated, right before she was soaked with water.
"I have heard spells are broken with
water!" Kuno proclaimed.
*WHY didn't I see that! Arggh! WHAT IS IT
with this fool?! Is his
insanity
a shield against my Sight?!* Setsuna paused, dripping.
"Kuno." Setsuna turned to the
swordsman, and in a tone colder than
ice,
stated. "Go. Now. I will meet you in the school sports field at the
end of
class, for one last duel."
"I will beat you, and when I win I
will date with thee! Breaking
the
spell that a vile sorcerer has put upon thee!" Kuno proclaimed,
walking
away.
Setsuna paused, reflecting again on Kuno's
behavior. Shortly, the
teacher
called the class to order, and allowed the two late students to
enter.
***
Setsuna sighed. Lunch was a disaster. Everyone kept hounding her
and
Akane pressing for details on the engagement.
Boys hoping it was
false,
and girls curious to know if Akane and Setsuna were 'that' way...
She
shook her head, wondering about these teenagers, didn't they have
anything
better to do?
Softy, to herself, she muttered, "Of
course not. They are normal
children,
not cursed, by a pool, or fate, or a oath that transcends
time. Unlike me.
To top off this lovely day, the coach said, that I
could
NOT join the others on the diamond until I got a 'proper' PE
uniform. Lovely." Her attention was caught by a
crack, and she saw a
incoming
softball from Akane's bat.
Setsuna stared at the incoming ball. *I... i can dodge. I can
duck. I
can do so manything--*
*WHAP!*
*But I HAD to think about HOW to dodge
that softball. Why is
sports
equipment destined? BAH!* Setsuna rubbed her cheek...
"Setsuna!" Akane hurried
over. "I'm sorry, so sorry. But, why
didn't
you dodge it?" Akane was puzzled, Setsuna should have easily
dodged
the ball.
"Err... I had things on my mind..."
Setsuna stated, embarrassed.
***
Akane sighed, wondering again why Setsuna
just didn't blow off
this
challenge and go home. Most of the
school had stayed to see this
fight.
Kuno walked up, dressed as always, in his
Kendo gear, but
carrying
a sheathed katana, instead of his usual bokken.
"With this sword of steel, I will
break ANY spell binding the
fair
flowers to this sham of an engagement!" Kuno proclaimed.
Akane started, stunned. She didn't know where Kuno got his ideas
from,
but this one scared her. She hoped that Setsuna WOULDN'T show...
A Cloaked figure walked up to the
field. In one hand the figure
had a
staff of wood.
Akane sighed, Setsuna had told her that
she was going to go get
ready
for this, and apparently the green haired woman decided that Kuno
was too
good to take without a weapon.
"Hold! Who are YOU?!" Kuno asked
with a sneer in his voice.
A tanned hand reached to the cloak's clasp
and released it. "As
you
see, Kuno, I came for the duel." Setsuna was wearing an Chinese
tang,
and trousers, all in black, and had a cold smile on her face.
Her
eyes, had a glint in them, that troubled any who looked into them.
The
eyes, with the slight reddish tint over the blue, had a look that
seemed
to suggest, that this person had seen, or perhaps even done,
things
that would terrify most people.
Kuno, not seeming to notice the glint in
her eyes, spoke, in a
light
conceding tone. "Ahh, I see you
have honor, unlike the cowardly
dogs
who would enspell you to marry a member of your own gender. When
I win,
you shall renounce the engagement, and date me."
"One question before I state MY
terms, when you fall. Why did
you
bring live steel? I'm mildly
curious." Setsuna gestured with her
staff.
"No spell shall stand versus Iron,
dear Flower! With this, I
shall
win, and break the spells upon you. I
even had it blessed by a
priest. This blade, the blade of my ancestors, shall
free you from the
spells
you are under and the cruel joke of an engagement. For as all
Samurai
know, the sword is the queen of battle." Kuno drew his sword,
assuming
a ready position.
"Ahh. I see. Well, before we begin, let me state MY
terms, when
I win.
One.
The morning fights will be stopped. For
good. Two. You shall NOT
challenge
me again, nor Tendo Akane for anything.
Three, you will
cease
your efforts to break the engagement.
While I am not fond of it,
it IS a
matter of family honor, and until I can convince the fathers to
change
it, it is duty. Understood?"
Setsuna stopped, and waited for
Kuno's
reply.
"I hear your terms, but I fear them
not, for the Gods are with me
today. I am the Blue Thunder of Fukirkan High and
the chosen of the
Gods to
correct the evil that you are trapped in.
Let us duel!" Kuno
reset
himself, blade at the ready.
"Agreed, Nabiki, if you would call
the start?" Setsuna's staff
pointed
at the named Tendo sister.
Nabiki blinked, called out, "In a
second." Turning to the crowd,
she
spoke, "All bets are closed."
Nabiki walked out and asked, raising
her
hand as she did so, "Are you ready?"
"Hai." Setsuna answered,
gripping her staff in a light two handed
style.
"Hai! I am ready to claim my victory!" Kuno proclaimed.
Nabiki shook her head, wondering how this
insanity got this far out of hand.
"Begin!" With that
she
dropped her hand.
Kuno struck first, attempting to knock
Setsuna out with the flat of his blade.
However, Setsuna
moved
to block it, and pressed the attack herself.
Kuno parried, and tried to break though her guard, but
she
twisted around, bringing her staff to hit his hands, knocking the blade out of
them. Before Kuno could
move to
reclaim his blade, she used her staff to trip him onto his back, and press her
staff's tip into his
throat.
"Kuno, you should have remembered the
rest of the quotation about the sword.
While the sword is
QUEEN
of battle, the STAFF is King." Setsuna's cold smile, which hadn't left her
face, seemed to grow.
"Do
you accept defeat?"
"How can I, leaving you and Akane
trapped, in the foul... ACK" Kuno tried to protest, but Setsuna
leaned
on her staff, cutting off his air.
"Do you accept defeat?" She
asked again in the same cold tone.
Kuno, unable to speak, nodded. He finally noticed the glint in her
eyes. THIS was the warrior
maid he
had so longed for, but he was now unable to use the sword to win her to his
side... *There MUST
be a
way to have her renounce the dishonorable engagement! She MUST be at my side!*
"Good, If you have ANY honor within
you, abide by the terms. Otherwise, I
won't be so... merciful." With that, Setsuna removed her staff, and walked
away, stopping only to gather her cloak.
Kuno watched with a stunned expression,
unable to even move, as she left.
***
Nabiki sighed again, wondering where
Setsuna had disappeared to. She had
more notes now in her folder, but they made as little sense as the rest
did. She went from her room to see if
Akane had noticed that look in her eyes.
Nabiki knew the look, she had seen it on a old man's face once. The man had lived though the horrors of the
Second world war, and his eyes spoke of those days. Setsuna had the same look, but slightly different in her eyes. As if she had seen the future, and it was
worse than the past. Also, she got a
edgy feeling around Setsuna. The fact
that Kuno did seem to detect the curse, didn't sit well with her, for it was
poniteal proof that Magic was more than just a myth, or curses.
"Akane, where is Setsuna?"
Nabiki asked her sister, as she stepped downstairs.
"She said she had some business to
take care of. Don't know where she
is." Akane shrugged. Now maybe the
fights would end.
"What did you think of the
fight?" Nabiki asked, shivering, as she recalled the look that Setsuna
had.
"It was GREAT! Setsuna really beat
him. I just hope that he abides by the
terms." Akane smiled, hoping that Kuno would have some honor.
*Smiling?!* Nabiki looked at her sister, wondering
if she HAD seen the look. "Umm,
Akane, did you notice anything different about Setsuna?" Nabiki asked,
hoping that Akane did.
"No, I wondered about the outfit, but
she was apparently trying to scare Kuno.
Hope it worked." Akane walked out, heading towards the dojo.
*I think it did. Those eyes scared ME.
But, dear little sister missed them.
And she must not be taking Setsuna's statement at the end seriously. One question. HOW did she know that she would need a staff?* Nabiki pondered,
deciding to ask Setsuna when she returned.
****
A woman in a seifuku, of black and white
stood over a 13 year old girl's home, and sighed.
"Poor child, all you want this
lifetime is to be a bride, and have a normal life. But, that is not your fate, at least the normal life."
Setsuna said softly.
"Soon, Luna will arrive awakening you
to your true nature, and all hopes for a normal life will be gone. Enjoy these moments, my Queen. Treasue them, for they will be your shield,
and your armor in the dark days to come." With that, Sailor Pluto
gestured, teleporting away.
(End,
4/01/00)
Should
there be more in this chapter?
What do
you think of the effect?
Did the
Battle WORK?
Andrew.