Hotaru Tomoe – Bo..."</h1> <p>2014-11-15T18:02:40Z</p> <p>Created page with "<html> <head> <meta http-equiv=Content-Type content="text/html; charset=windows-1252"> <meta name=Generator content="Microsoft Word 10 (filtered)"> <title>Hotaru Tomoe – Bo..."</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div><html><br /> <br /> <head><br /> <meta http-equiv=Content-Type content="text/html; charset=windows-1252"><br /> <meta name=Generator content="Microsoft Word 10 (filtered)"><br /> <title>Hotaru Tomoe – Boss, Birthday Woman, Beauty</title><br /> <br /> <style><br /> <br /> </style><br /> <br /> </head><br /> <br /> <body lang=EN-US><br /> <br /> <div class=Section1><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><u>Hotaru Tomoe –<br /> Boss, Birthday Woman, Beauty</u></p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><u>Part One</u></p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “It’s our boss’s birthday, you know.” The two<br /> women were lounging around in the large den of the Aizu estate. One was on the<br /> carpet by the fireplace, looking through piles of magazines while the other<br /> woman with the long, dark hair with the hint of green lounged about on the<br /> sofa, eating from a box of chocolates. “You mean Tina?” replied the woman with<br /> the short, light brown hair, wearing the lavender, pink, and dark purple<br /> ensemble, continuing to flip through magazines about the latest fashions from<br /> San Francisco. “I thought that bitch’s birthday was in August.” Julianne<br /> rolled her eyes, “No, idiot. It’s Hotaru’s birthday today.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Kokayo looked up from her magazines and stared<br /> at the green-haired woman dully. “Who?” Julianne closed her box of chocolates<br /> and looked at Kokayo with an expression of incredulity. “You know Hotaru. <br /> Short black hair with the violet tint, pale skin, likes talking about the end<br /> of life as we know it.” Kokayo blinked, still not understanding. Julianne<br /> sighed and rubbed her forehead, “You know, Sailor Saturn. The girl with the<br /> over-sized can opener.” </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“OH HER! Right yeah…I knew that. <br /> So how old is she? She’s got be, what, 37 now?” </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “Do you EVER bother to listen to yourself when<br /> you talk?” Kokayo grinned, “I try not to.” Julianne got up from the couch and<br /> moved down the carpet in front of the fireplace, sitting down next to Kokayo. <br /> “She’s 25 today.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Kokayo nodded and closed the<br /> magazine she was reading. “So what’d you get her?” The Saturn Satellite<br /> Senshi of Illusions looked down at Kokayo, “...As a gift, you mean?” “Obviously,<br /> yeah. I mean, what, were you just going to sit her and not get her anything<br /> out of spite?” As Julianne looked away from Kokayo, searching for something to<br /> say as a response, a slow grin formed on the Saturn Satellite Senshi of Sense’s<br /> face. “You forgot, didn’t you! I can’t believe that the British Princess<br /> COMPLETELY forgot to get Sailor Saturn a present!” She howled with laughter.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Julianne twitched with anger, “For<br /> one thing…I’m not a princess. And as for forgetting, you’re no different. <br /> Hell, you forgot who she was!”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Kokayo wiped a tear from her eye, still<br /> grinning, “Yeah but it’s not like she cares about us, so why should we care<br /> about her?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “Because it’s…the right thing to do.” Julianne<br /> sighed. “So what do you think we should get her?” asked Kokayo as she sat up,<br /> running a hand through her short hair to get it out of her face. </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Julianne pondered, “Well, it’s true that she<br /> doesn’t really know us. And it’s not like we ever met her in our past life.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “Speak for yourself, woman.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>The green-haired girl blinked and<br /> looked at Kokayo, “What do you mean by that? You’re not telling me that you<br /> got to see Saturn, right?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Kokayo smirked. “Yeah, I did. I’m sure you’ve<br /> heard of Sailor Titan, right?” Julianne nodded, “Of course I have. The<br /> mysterious woman whose only duty was to guard the sleeping Saturn. The ‘Saturn<br /> which sleeps until she is called upon to perform her duty of the Cleansing, she<br /> is forever guarded in her crystalline coffin by the One known as Sailor<br /> Titan.’ So what about her?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “Don’t you think it was sad how she was stuck<br /> there, guarding that coffin every single second of her life?” Julianne thought<br /> about this, “I guess it must’ve been a pretty sucky duty. But don’t Sailors<br /> Pluto and Charon and others had..have?...duties similar to hers?” </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Kokayo nodded. “Yeah, but listen to this! I,<br /> as the glorious Sailor Iapetus, visited Sailor Titan every day. I gave her<br /> news and gossip about the outside world.” A soft, genuine smile formed on her<br /> face, “I was her only friend.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Julianne looked at Kokayo with a quiet and<br /> pensive expression on her face. “Is that so…” There was a silence. Kokayo<br /> was remembering her past life whilst Julianne was thinking about the newly<br /> learned information.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “So anyway, what are we going to do about<br /> Mistress Hotaru?” Kokayo looked at Julianne, “When’d you start calling her<br /> ‘Mistress Hotaru’?” Julianne smiled, “Just now!”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> Kokayo rolled her eyes, “Anyway, there probably<br /> isn’t much we can give her. I fucking suck at cooking and baking, and you’re<br /> no Golden Chef either.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “How about making her something? Or buying her<br /> a book?” Julianne thought a moment, wondering how to respond.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “We’re honestly not that rich, you know. And<br /> she probably has all the books she could ever want.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> The two of them sat there, thinking.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> “I KNOW!” Julianne loudly and suddenly blurt<br /> out, causing Kokayo to fall over from the utter shock. “We can give her a<br /> vacation!”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“…a vacation?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Yeah! It’ll be perfect!” <br /> Julianne was grinning ecstatically, so thus, Kokayo was just a bit creeped<br /> out. “What’re you talking about? I thought we just agreed that we’re broke<br /> poor.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Well listen here. I figured that,<br /> since Mistress Hotaru is living in such a hectic place, why not give her a<br /> chance to relax and go someplace whenever she wanted?” Julianne smiled<br /> brightly.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Oh really. And how are we<br /> supposed to manage that, hm?” Kokayo didn’t really seem to be liking where<br /> this was heading. </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Kokayo, think for a second. What<br /> are we?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Mercenaries?” Julianne<br /> sweatdropped a little, “Yes, but what kind?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Kokayo paused for a moment, trying<br /> to think of the answer. Eventually she winced and groaned, having hurt her<br /> brain from too much thinking. “Man, I don’t know the answer. What the fuck,<br /> Jules.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Julianne once again rolled her<br /> eyes. “Kokayo, we’re Satellite Senshi. Saturn Satellite Senshi.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Oh. Yeah so what’s your point?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“….Okay look. This would be a<br /> joint present, obviously. She would tell us where she wanted to go and what<br /> she wanted to do to relax. I would create the illusion, and you would work her<br /> senses accordingly.” Julianne paused for a moment to let it all sink in. As<br /> Kokayo opened her mouth to say something, Julianne continued, “Now honestly I<br /> could just do it all by myself, but it’d be so much easier if you helped. So. <br /> What do you say?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Kokayo grinned broadly, “I say<br /> you’ve got yourself a deal.” She stood up and stretched, her outfit showing<br /> the wrinkles where she was laying down. “If you ask me, we should head on over<br /> to Hotaru’s place to give her this wondrous gift.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Julianne smiled and nodded, also<br /> getting up. “Alright, let’s go.”</p><br /> <br /> <span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman"'><br clear=all<br /> style='page-break-before:always'><br /> </span><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><u>Hotaru Tomoe –<br /> Boss, Birthday Woman, Beauty</u></p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;text-indent:.5in'><u>Part<br /> Two</u></p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Maeko Nakano was quietly sitting in<br /> her two room apartment. Things hadn’t been going well at the hospital she<br /> worked at. Granted, she wasn’t a full surgeon yet, so her pay wasn’t all that<br /> grand. Still, she continued to hope to become such a success as she was back<br /> home.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>She put down her textbook on <i>Human<br /> Anatomy And Their Inner Workings</i> and sighed in disgust. “Why does it have<br /> to be so difficult. Scalpels, scissors, gas. Ugh, it’s annoying.” She drew<br /> up her legs and held the close to her bosom as she sat on her couch, her hands<br /> clasped in front of her. She rested her chin on her knees and stared down at<br /> the barren carpet in front of her. “Why did I ever leave?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Maybe because you wanted to live<br /> in a different world?” Maeko looked up with a gasp, not realizing someone had<br /> come into the room. She stood up as a 5’7” woman walked in. She wore a dark<br /> beige trench coat with a matching, round-brimmed hat. “You really should lock<br /> your door, you know.” The woman grinned and took off her hat to reveal long,<br /> hazel-brown locks which curled at the end and ended several inches below her<br /> collarbone.</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Taking off her coat and neatly<br /> tossing it onto the armrest of the sofa, the Great Pirate Lantune, Queen of the<br /> Emerald Seas in the Realms of Tortall and Emelan, smiled wickedly, “Mae, it’s<br /> really nice to see you again. I’m saddened that I lost my best Healer Mage<br /> because she wanted to come to this place.” Maeko grinned lopsidedly, a slight<br /> blush on her face. She looked at the Pirate and noticed an unusual metal<br /> chain-collar on the taller woman’s neck. “What is that?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“It’s a long story, Mae, and I’ll<br /> tell you it another time.” Pirate Lantune sat down beside Maeko, her<br /> expression becoming a tad bit more serious. “Mae, tell me something. Why do<br /> you deny it?”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Maeko looked at the pirate and<br /> frowned, “You mean…Hotaru, right?” The Pirate nodded. “I don’t want that<br /> duty, Lantune. I admit it, yes, I’m Sailor Telesto, the Saturn Satellite<br /> Senshi of Healing, but I don’t WANT that title!” </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>She looked down at her lap, clasping<br /> her hands tightly and biting her lip, “I don’t want to be forced to help people<br /> like that. I can see it now, ‘Telesto! Help us! We’re BLEEDING and we can’t<br /> do anything to save out own necks!’” She looked at the Pirate, a small look of<br /> anger forming on her face, “Or they’ll say, “Damn you, Telesto, you can’t do<br /> jack shit against the enemy. Why don’t you go run home to your ambient<br /> mages.’”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>“Ambient mages…? No, I won’t ask. <br /> This isn’t the time for it.” Lantune placed her hands on Maeko’s shoulders and<br /> turned the smaller girl to her, “Mae, listen to me. You have to make yourself<br /> known to her. You need to show her what you can do to help her and the future<br /> of this world.” A small smile formed on Lantune’s face, “Now that you’re<br /> living here, you might as well add to it as best as you can.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in'>Maeko stood up and squared her<br /> shoulders, stuck out her chin, and took a breath. “I can do this.” She turned<br /> back to the Pirate and smiled. “Thank you.”</p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'> </p><br /> <br /> <p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'><u>The End</u></p><br /> <br /> </div><br /> <br /> </body><br /> <br /> </html><br /> <br /> [[ Category:Euri ]] [[Category:SSEU Stories]] [[Category:The Suburban Senshi]]</div> </article> </main></body></html>