okay, i've started writing on 3 or 4 different stories and i end up stopping and starting on a whole nother story. Being a fanfic writer can be hard sometimes. oh well, time to try to fill my well o' fanfic ideas. Usual disclaimers for this. Fly away by battie ------------------ I hated it here, I knew they didn't want me. My foster parents, Akira and Kumiko Kado, had never tried to mince around the fact that they didn't want me, that they only keep me because of the money they were paid to keep me housed, which only half was REALLY used on my behalf. I wasn't exactly saying they treated me like Cinderella, making me sleep in the kicthen on the floor, they just made no effort to make me feel even slightly welcome. They were too involved in their own lives to bother. They gave me the money I would need for the week, made sure there was food in the cabinets for me, and went their own way. When my birthday had gone by last month they bought me a really nice crotch rocket, saying now I had a way to school and not to be late. It could be worse, I could have gone to an abusive family, one that starved the poor orphans who stayed with them. I had been in the orphanage for 5 years before someone finally agreed to foster me, I had had plenty of prospective adopters come and look at me, but they always decided against it when they observed the hard-eyed look I gave them. My mother had died trying to give birth to my brother, and my father died six years later, of alcohol poisoning, leaving them both to the mercy of the goverment. The last time I had seen the little boy he was wailing at the top of his lungs while the social workers carried him off, I would probably never see him again, once the system got a hold of you it was all over, you'd never really find your family again. When I had first arrived at my new house and school I had been awed into silence at the wealth around me, now I knew better. Under all of that money there was nothing, only their own selfish desires. They were like spoiled children, always wanting their own way, or no way. I didn't like the way my foster father looked at me, I couldn't really explain it if asked, it was just a general unease she got in his presence, like the weary mouse in an animal shelter full of hungry cats. I had only made on friend so far, another girl like myself, Makoto Kino, who had also lost her parents, though she was older at the time. Her parents had been pretty rich though, her guardian had given her an apartment and a large monthly allowance to live off of. (AN: I always hated how it was never explained how Makoto had a nice place to live, money, and no job whatsoever. made you wonder how she got her money.) Makoto would be getting her inheritance at 21, which was only 4 years away. Waking up I got out of bed and readied for school, I went to a public school (i don't know if they have P schools in Japan but be creative with me), I was labeled a bad ass because of the way I dressed, but I didn't care. Slipping on a pair of torn up jeans, combat boots, a low cut halter top, and a short leather vest I gathered my books up and walked into the garage. Opening the large garage door I hopped on my motorcycle, drove out, closed the door, and headed off towards Crossroads Senior High. For all of my bad act towards everyone I was actually quite intelligent, not trying to brag or anything, and over the years I have skipped three grades completely and was now a senior at 15 years old. When I arrived at the school I parked my bike behind the school, were no one would bother it, and headed off in search of Makoto. Looking around I saw the school snob, Rei Hino, hanging out with her academic rival, Ami Mizuno. They were definetly an odd pair. I had thought sweet little Ami had more sense than to hang out with Rei. I had only been here for two days when Rei had decided it was her duty to come up and harass her, saying I thought I was better than everyone else because I had skipped three grades. Of course I had been quick to set her straight with a few choice words and a cold glare. Walking towards the two of them I saw Makoto out of the corner of my eye, she was walking straight towards Ami and Rei, i hadn't known they were friends. I guess you learn something new everyday. The way they talked you would have thought them old chums, I personally had never seen them mingle together in school. Quickly walking in a slightly different direction towards the front door I tried to slip by without Makoto seeing me. No such luck I guess, I turned towards them when I heard my name being called. Running my hand through my short hair I headed in their direction. "Hello Makoto-san," I tried to sound occupied so that I could make an early exit. "This is Rei Hino and Ami Mizuno, my 'working' pals." "We've meet," Rei said sweetly, "a few days ago, when she first got here. That's a REAL cute tattoo you've got there, I wish I could get one like that, maybe it would make me cool like you." Slightly irritated by her already, I looked at my tattoo and remembered clearly the night I got it. Me and a couple of the other kids in the orphanage had gotten ahold of a bottle of liqour, gotten drunk, and decided it would be cool to get tattoos using all of our saved money. I had gotten a snake that wrapped around my upper arm three times, with it sinking its fangs into my arm. With all of the shading it looked like it really was gripping and biting my arm. Well....I had thought it was pretty cool at the time, I guess that's what I get for drinking. "Hmm....I'm glad you like it," I replied just as sweetly, "If you admire it THAT much I could always take you to the shop were I got mine. Then we'd be like twins, you and me, two peas in a pod. We could go right after school if you want to." "Uh...no....t..that's quite alright. I'd rather....admire it from afar." Rei started to look quite flustered, serves the little bitch right. "Well, I've got to get to class Makoto-san, I'll see you in math class." Walking off I almost ran into two other kids. On closer inspection one turned out to be a kid from my Anatomy class and my math class, Mamoru Chiba; I guess the other girl was his girlfriend, to bad though, he was actually very handsome, and it seemed he had gotten the raw end of the deal, she seemed to be a complete airhead, and klutz. All blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Passing my hand through my short hair again, my nervous habit, I thought back to when I had cut all of it off, I still can't believe I had ever had that much hair, now it was only a rumpled mess that just touched my collar. My father's numerous girlfriend's, before he died, had always tried to get my to go into modeling, saying my blond hair and blue eyes would make people fall in love with me. I still thought about going into the profession, maybe then I could use all of the money they make and find my brother. Maybe I'd get another cat too, since the stupid child agency had taken my childhood cat, a white tabby, I couldn't even remember the poor things name, only that it started with an A. The rest of the day went by pretty quickly and I was in Math class before I even knew it. Walking in I saw the blond from earlier, laughing her head off at some joke, I winced slightly, the laugh was just a LITTLE high pitched. Mamoru walked in and went straight to his desk, as usual, completely ignoring the girl. Maybe they had a little tiff earlier. Oh well, now I still had a chance. Absorbed in my thoughts I almost jumped out of my skin when Makoto came up behind me and grabbed me. "Please don't do that again, your liable to give me an early heart attack." I said in mock reproff. "Oh, please don't tease me, you know that's my dearest desire, to see you on the floor in such a state." Makoto said back with a calm face. Laughing I started running my mouth to her when something popped into my head. "Hey Makoto, who's that girl with the blond hair in the front row?" "Oh, that's" "Ms. Kino do you mind if I teach my class or would you rather we all sit here and listen to your entire conversation? Wait here after school, I want to speak to you about your grades," Ms. Haruka was a real bitch sometimes, she always wanted to call someone out to embarrass them. Turning around they both had to shut up the rest of the class. Leaving at the bell I decieded to head straight home instead of hanging around. Walking out to were my bike was I had an unpleasant shock, my rear tire was completely flat. Looking at it I saw the source of the flat, a nail was imbedded in between the tracks. "God DAMMIT!" "You need a ride or anything?" Turning around I saw Mamoru standing there. 'Hmmm...this could be interesting.' "Yeah, looks like I got a nail in my back tire on the way over here. I'm just gonna call someone to pick it up, okay?" It turned out that Mamoru had a really nice eclipse, all black with leather interior. "Thanks for offering the ride. Not many would have." I said, at a loss for words. "Don't worry about it." Well, I guess he wasn't much of a talker, that just makes it harder for me. Oh well, I'll just let him start the conversation. It ended up being me that did most of the talking, they discussed trival things like music, school, and their friends. I also told him about how I played guitar, which led to him inviting me to his own bands rehersal. Getting out of the car after a short goodbye I headed into the house. As my luck would have it though only my Akira, my foster father, was there. "Well hello little girl, come on over here and say hello to daddy." Feeling uncomfortable, but not knowing how to refuse him, I walked over to him. "Now give daddy a kiss," he said. Great, he's drunk. This is DEFINETETLY not my day. Moving in to give him a quick peck on the cheek I tried not to shudder in revulsion. After I finished brushing my lips lightly against the side of his face I pulled back. Right before I could step completely back he grabbed my shoulders, pulled me onto his lap, and pressed his mouth wetly against my own. I started to panic when I found I couldn't get out of his grip. Pushing against his chest I tried to yell out for someone. Moving his hand up to my jaw he pryed my mouth open and stuck his tongue in. It was disgusting, it felt more like he was trying to choke me than kiss me. I was still struggling against him, trying to dislodge him, when I felt my shirt being tore open. When I felt his big hands on my bare chest desperation kicked in. Bringing my knees to my chest I used my upper leg muscles to try to propel myself off of him, it seemed pointless at first, until finally his arms went weak and I flew to the floor, where I slid all the way to the wall. Getting up I made a dash for the door, before I could get there he tripped me up, the wind was knocked out of me when I hit the floor. Flipping me over he pulled back and struck me in the face, stradled me, and tried to undo his pants while trying to keep me still. I screamed out as loud as I could when he pushed his pants off, which earned me another hit in the face. Right as he was pulling my own pants off the door was thrown open and Kumiko walked in. Her face paled and she dropped the bag she was carrying. At the sight of her I could not repress the harsh sob that ripped out of my throat, I had never seen anything as welcome a sight as her in that moment. Akira quickly stood up, trying to pull his pants up at the sametime. I started to sob in the after effect of my fright. When Akira started to blame me, saying I had tempted him it proved to much. Jumping up I adjusted my clothes, held my shirt together, and ran out the door. I ran until I could run no more, which ended up near a shrine. Walking up the stairs, still sobbing quietly, I decied to see if I could find a place to stay for the night. As I topped the stairs I saw 5 people standing around. Before I could try and run off one of them saw me. It turned out to be Makoto. "Oh my god," she said running up to me, "what the hell happened to you?!?!" Seeing the worry written all over her face I broke down and started to sob again. Grabbing me she hugged me, rubbing her hand up and down my back for comfort. Holding me still she helped me walk up to the temple steps, so I could sit down. After a few minutes of me crying, and Makoto trying to ask what happened, I calmed down. Sitting up Makoto saw my shirt gaping open from the ragged rip down the middle. "Did someone attack you?!?" Looking at around I saw the other four people, and who they were. Around me stood Rei, Ami, Mamoru, and the blond from school, all of them looked at me with shocked expressions; I guess those hits to the face, courtesy of Akira, were all multi-colored. 'Oh god, I shouldn't have broken down in front of all of them.' Wiping my eyes I stood up quickly and ran towards the steps. "Where are you going?" Makoto yelled. I ignored the yell and took off towards the call. I ran towards my new home without even realizing it. I stopped a block away and set down on the sidewalk. I heard a car and looked up to see Kumiko getting out of her mercedes. Walking up to me she stood there a moment before sitting down and putting an arm around me. Startled I looked up and saw tears in her eyes. "I should have noticed the way he looked at you. I should have known this was going to happen. I'm sorry he attacked you," she said in a broken voice,"I know I haven't treated you that well....it's just that I thought you were going to be leaving soon and didn't want to get attached to you. I'm SO sorry." I understood what she meant, alot of foster parents felt that way. "I told Akira to pack his bags and be out by tonight. Do you still want to stay with me, or would you rather I help you find a new home?" After talking awhile we had decieded that I would stay, Akira would leave, after we called the right authorities, and we would get to know each other. It worked out quite nicely. I was still upset though and I told her I would walk home. Nodding she said she understood and gave me her leather jacket to use as a top. I walked to the park and saw Makoto and her gang looking for me. I had thought I had gotten them off my trail when Ami spotted me, pointing me out to the others. After Makoto demanding the story about what happened I told her, and i told her how i had worked it out. After a few more hugs and comforting words a little cat pushed it's way through and jumped on my lap, it had a cute little moon shaped scar on it' head, and looked exactly like the one in the blond girls arms, except for the color change that is. All in all I was pretty content, until a big green monster jumped out of a bush and started attaking us. The girls all yelled something and began to glow with light. When the light dissappered they were all wearing uniforms and the cats were yelling orders out. Wait a minute did I just say the cats were yelling? Sure enough one had a slightly brittish acent and the other sounded paternal, like a dad yelling at his children. The monster saw that they were going to be hard to beat and decided to get me. When it's hands, claws?, closed over my shoulders I felt panic well up inside of me, it reminded me to much of Akira. A yelled in fear and started to flail around. Suddenly a light shoot out of my head forming a mark and I could feel power well up into my hands. Putting them on its chest I let the light go and the power loss. It went through the things torso, killing it immediately. Dazed, I stood there a few minutes, until one of the felines walked up and announced in a clear voice: "You are Sailor Moon." ------------------------------------------ ahhh...that was fun. the point was to make you wonder if it was minako or Usagi. did it work? Get your FREE Email at http://mailcity.lycos.com Get your PERSONALIZED START PAGE at http://my.lycos.com