Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Dealing With Life ❯ Fly To The Moon ( Chapter 1 )

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The deeper the love, the more greed it has /Even wanting a grip on every sigh you made /It's
unjust, but still ...
Chapter 1
The colony had ... exploded.
Right in front of his eyes, one minute it was there, the next... gone. Only some debris floating
in lazy patterns in the black, starry void of space. He did the only thing his numb mind could
think of, scream his master's name in denial.

"CHAO LAOSHI!!!"
~"WuFei! Don't be confused WuFei. If you hesitate it affects your outcome in battles. Fight on,
WuFei! For the sake of justice in this universe!"~

Those had been his masters last words; keep fighting. And he would, for he knew of nothing else
to do. He was the last of his colony; the last of his clan. His second arranged marriage had
ended only a few days before this, when Meiran was killed. His first had never happened because
of the sudden disappearance of the family whose daughter he had been arranged to marry. The
screen of the Shenlong Gundam, Gundam 05, flickered to life with the image of a gentle, sliver
haired woman;
Serenity-Ohi.

"Serenity-sama," the lone boy acknowledged the woman.
"WuFei," she replied, then paused. "I felt it. Something horrible has just happened to your
colony, hasn't it?"
"... Hai. It just self-destructed."
"Gomen nasai."
"What do you want?"
"Always to the point. I offer you my daughter's hand in marriage, should you wish to continue
your clan bloodline."

WuFei's brow scrunched together in scrutiny of the woman in front of him. She appeared honest.
He mulled over her offer for a minute.

"... Ryokai."
"Can you be at the Earth's moon by tomorrow?"
"At 1600 hours."
"Very good. I look forward to meeting you in person again, WuFei. It's been a long time."

The screen died away. WuFei altered the course of his gundam to the Moon, the home of the Silver
Millennium.
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"Selenity-hime! There you are, still slacking off of your studies."

The Moon Princess winced. Even though the voice was that of her guardian and friend Ami-hime,
Princess of Mercury and Sailor Mercury, she still marveled at how the girl be so worried about
studies.

"Anou... Ami-chan! I was just looking for you... I need help."

The blue haired girl sighed and would have sweatdropped and bonked the princess on the head, but
regulations around palace guards kept her from doing so. So she just sweatdropped and sighed.

"Iie, you weren't. I've been watching you prance about here for the last ten minutes. Kami-sama
only knows where you were before that."
"She was in the kitchens trying to sneak off with one of Makoto-sempai's freshly made cakes for
tonight's welcoming party."

They looked in the direction of the new voice. Sailor Mars, another of the Princess' guards and
the Princess of Mars, Rei-hime, stepped out of the shadows that had concealed her.

"Welcoming party?"
"Hai, which reminds me why I am here. Your mother wishes to see you, Selenity-hime."
"Honto? Then I suppose my study break can be taken with her. Sayonara."

With that, the silver clad girl rushed off to the main throne room of the Moon Palace.

"What welcoming party?" Mercury asked as soon as she was gone.
"You heard about the colony that blew up?"
"Aa. Sad, ne?"
"Hai. There was one survivor. Serenity-Ohi has arranged with him to marry Selenity-hime."
"Honto ni?! I do not think she will like that much."
"Iie, I can guarantee you, she will not. He is very studious, a scholar like yourself - Which is
not to say that she does not like you - but he is very strict and stubborn."

Mercury regarded Mars, then smiled and nodded.

"I agree. He does not sound like the kind Selenity-hime would enjoy to be wed to. I wonder why
Serenity-Ohi arranged the match."

Mars shrugged and began walking down the long hall to where the training rooms were.

"Come. Makoto-sempai should be training about now... I want to watch."
"As always."

The long haired Senshi didn't answer as she walked down the long marble hall to the back of the
wondrous palace.
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The training rooms were well equipped for a pacifist palace, but they were *nothing* like the
ones on Jupiter in the Io Castle. They offered a standard set of training equipment; parallel
bars, vaults, balance beams, large floor mats of open space, and mostly gymnastics equipment.
There were practice bokkens, but they were hardly adequate for a real kendo practice session.
They didn't even have cross-bows or other real weapons for the guards, who depended on knives and
short swords if they had to kill. The training room was meant to be used mostly with
hand-to-hand combat, and to test powers and learn control.

Makoto-hime, Princess of Jupiter and Sailor Jupiter, the third
guardian of the Moon Princess, grumbled mentally.

She mentally ran through her list of moves as she performed them.



Something made a shuffling noise on the floor in the shadows. Practiced, Makoto didn't freeze or
begin to look around, knowing that the enemy would be worse off if they thought she wasn't paying
attention to their presence. As she turned, Mako got a look at a quick flash of red and blue.

Saa... just Ami-chan and Rei-chan watching. No problem with that.

She continued through the exercise, not acknowledging the other Senshi's presence until she
finished.

"Konnichiwa Ami-chan, Rei-chan," she called, offering a slight bow as she wiped some sweat off
her forehead.
"Konnichiwa, Makoto-sempai," responded the two younger girls, bowing back.
"Ne, Rei-chan, are we still on for tonight's' spiritual session?"
"Hai. And I've convinced Minako-chan and Selenity-hime to join us."
"Yoshi! Can't wait.... Ne, do you want to spar? A favor for a favor?"

Rei thought it over. She would love the chance to get to know the older, more mysterious,
solitary Inner Senshi some more... "Iie, I can't. I have a music lesson with Michiru-san.
Quatre-kun is going to be there as well."
Makoto nodded and smiled a little. She knew a chance to be with the Outer Senshi was a rare
thing, they were more solitary than herself. With a another parting half wave, she bowed and
left the room.
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As Makoto approached the showers, she heard footsteps behind her.

"Konnichiwa, Mako-chan."

The brunette let out a very un-lady like groan. "Mou! Duo-chan! You *almost* scared me that
time."

"Gomen, koi. You know how I like these games."
"Only too well. I'm going to take a shower now, you can either wait for me or find Quatre-kun. I
believe he and Michiru-san should be in the music room. I know how you love to listen to them."

The braided bishounen smiled at his lover and blew her a kiss. She smiled and blew one back,
always amazed at how he made her feel so feminine yet powerful at the same time. She watched him
leave, then shed her clothes to take a quick shower before she headed back to the kitchens. The
new boy, Selenity-hime's arranged fiancee, would be arriving tonight, and she had been put in
charge of the food. Which was not to say that she minded. Rather, she enjoyed it and threw
herself into it, a show of feminism on her part. Something clanged behind her, and the white top
she was about to put away was quickly put back on.

"Dare ga?" she demanded, slipping into her pants in record time, "Show yourself!"

A Chinese boy came out, hands up in the air, and sniffed in her general direction. "Ore wa,
Chang WuFei."

"I am going to assume you are new to the palace, and that is why you are wandering about in a
female bathing area," Makoto hissed dangerously, not liking his attitude at all.

The boy glared at her. He didn't answer, he was too busy taking in her apparel. "You seem to be
ready for a fight. Weaklings shouldn't fight."
Makoto narrowed her eyes. Anybody who knew her well knew this look meant trouble for the poor
soul who dared to insult her.

"It is true that weaklings shouldn't fight, but the only way to refrain from being a weakling is
to learn how to fight and become strong. Would you like to test me on that theory and prove to me
just how weak I am?" she bit out.

The boy lowered his hands, now looking just as disdainful, but a bit curious. "Very well. Ima.
We fight. I assume you know where the gym is."
Biting down on her lip was all she could do to keep herself from growling at him outright.
She stalked past him, silently, not trusting herself to talk too much, lest she punch him right
in his jaw. "Follow me."
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They stood, swords at ready, body protectors on.

"Best two out of three rounds. As soon as the sword comes into contact with any of this area,"
she paused, demonstrating the designated torso area with her sword, "wins the round. Any other
part of the body is out of bounds, the round goes to the other. Wakarimasu ka?"
"Hai. Wakatta."
"Did you hear the rules, Haruka-sempai?"

A blond that WuFei had not known was there stepped out of the shadows and grinned boyishly at
her younger comrade. "Clear as a bell, Tora-chan. I'll keep watch over this match."

"Arigato."

Haruka became serious, stepping closer to the two fighters, making sure her dress didn't get in
the way of her movement. "Ready!"
The two teens took on en-guard positions.

"Round one. Begin!"

Makoto and WuFei circled each other warily, each waiting for the other to make their move.
WuFei had endless patience on his side, but it seemed that the girl had the same advantage. She
grinned rather lazily at him, egging him on.

"I am not so easily moved by taunts," he warned her.

Her grin became more apparent. "Neither am I. I also do not believe in underhanded tricks like
that. I'll thank you not to question my actions without good reason. There are many possible
situations I might smile about."
WuFei snorted. She was trying to confuse him. He would have to be aware of that --

*THWACK*

Somewhere in his musings, she had slipped through his defense and her sword was now connected
solidly with the middle of his chest.

"Lesson 1: Never turn your attention away from the opponent. It's not a pretty sight afterward."

The Chinese boy seethed. How dare she mock him!? He drew back from the sword and got ready to
fight again.

"First round goes to Makoto. Ready!" shouted Haruka.

Makoto answered his ready position with another of her own.

"Round two. Begin!"

They circled some more. This time WuFei vowed not to let anything get to him, or past him. He
kept a wary eye on her sword, while the other watched her face for any clues she might give up as
to what move she would make. Finally, she got impatient and lunged. He was ready this time with
a block. Jump away. Lunge. Block. Advance. Back up. Swing. Block.

WuFei thought idly. "You are sloppy in your ways. Your form is
not proper."
"My form is fine, thank you."

Parry. Feint. Block. Thrust. Back away. Swing. Shift. Duck. Jump.

"You are weak! You can't even swing well with that sword. Why don't you just give up?"
"I. Am. Not. Weak. Kisama!"

Wild lunge. Emotions took control. She was blinded by the anger and missed the sword sweeping
down to slash a nice sized tear in her chest protector.

"Lesson 2: Never let your emotions get the best of you. Bad things happen as an outcome."
"Round two goes to Gaijin-san. Ready! Begin!" Haruka commanded.

This time WuFei just leapt into it, not giving Makoto a chance to breathe. He swung hard and
fast, and had to admit he was rather impressed when she blocked them all. Swing, connect, swing,
connect, swing, connect. It was a continuous pattern until Makoto leapt impossibly high into the
air to jump over a low swing and came down.

*SNAP* *THUD*

A sword landed point down, sticking straight up in the air, in the mat about five feet away from
the dueling teens. They stood there, panting, Makoto gripping her sword like it was a safety
line. Sticking through WuFei's face protector and right above his heart.
~Owari, chapter 1~