Angel's Laughter
It may be over but it won’t stop there,
I am here for you if you’d only care.
Epilogue: Angel’s Laughter
“Look, Sej, there’s a huge Ferris wheel!”
Yaten took a bite from his candy floss and pointed at the illuminated attraction of the autumn festival that was being held in the park near Usagi’s house. It wasn’t a big festival, but it was a nice one. The Japanese had fun and there were many small stalls selling sweets or offering traditional games. It was already dark and thousands of Chinese lanterns gave the park a quite romantic atmosphere. The evening air was fresh but not cold. Light wind made the trees’ coloured leaves rustle like a big sea, although you could only see their golden appearance near the stall’s lights.
“It’s really high. I’m sure you can see Tokyo’s skyline from up there.” Sejya raised his head and grinned as he looked at the Ferris wheel’s small cars. It looked like not more than four people could fit in one of them. Sejya would make sure that there would only be enough space for two people.
“Let’s try it!” Yaten ate the rest of his candy floss and dragged the taller young man over to the Ferris wheel. It wasn’t the first autumn festival he had seen in his life and it surely wasn’t the first fun fair, however, it was the best he’d ever experienced. He’d already eaten two candy floss, one candied apple and a big ice cream. Besides, he could hold hand with Sejya and not even Tahiki seemed to mind.
“We’ll use the Ferris wheel!” he called over his shoulder to his older brother. Tahiki raised one eyebrow and smiled when Kakyuu whispered something to him, giggling. She wore a dark red kimono with a golden obi and looked beautiful. They both looked beautiful and so incredible happy. As happy as Yaten felt.
“That’s a little bit too high for us, but have fun, you two.” Tahiki waved at them before Kakyuu discovered something she finally wanted to touch and no longer only see through the shadow land.
“’Course.” Yaten threw the candy floss stick away and climbed before Sejya into the car, letting the other young man pay for their trip. The Ferris wheel didn’t stop, because it was very slow. One turn would take them at least half an hour, which meant that they’d see the fireworks from it. Yaten couldn’t think of a better place to watch it.
“The others should be down there somewhere.” The young man pressed his nose against the window, but couldn’t make out neither Usagi and her Inner Senshi nor Setsuna and her little family. They came together to the festival, but lost each other in the crowd and due to their different interests.
“We’ll see them later at home.” Said Sejya and slid a little bit closer to the younger man than was necessary. Still, they lived at the Chiba’s house, but Tahiki was already looking for a new home for them to stay at until they would be able to defeat Sailor Galactica and finally go home. If they’d ever go home again. They’d lived in Japan for six years now and life wasn’t so bad any longer. No, it was actually quite nice now that they had their princess back. They’d never have to stand on a stage just in order to search for Kakyuu, only to be disappointed when they hadn’t found her again. Sailor Galactica was still their major enemy. A very dangerous enemy. But it would be easier to face her knowing that Kakyuu was there with them. That their princess was safe. That they actually had a chance to defeat the golden warrior.
Yes, Tahiki had started to searched for their new home. However, so far no house could live up to his expectation, because naturally they wanted to have such a cosy house that was filled with sparkling sunlight at the same time. That was quite hard to find, but they had to decide soon. Usagi had only six weeks to go and they didn’t want to burden her once Chibiusa was born. Tahiki had asked Haruka and Michiru if they wanted to move in with them. Michiru agreed immediately while Haruka hesitated. Both Sejya and Yaten hoped that she’d come around and agree, as well. Life without her would be boring.
“Hai.” Yaten smiled and clapped his hands when the first fireworks exploded in the dark night sky. “Look, Sej!” He wore the traditional yukata, but had decided to pull a thick pullover and jacket over it in order not to fall ill again. He had taken his last medicine only last weekend and neither of his friends nor his family wanted to see him with a high fever again. Ever.
“Isn’t it beautiful, Sej?” Yaten looked at the red rose forming seemingly beside them as the little car rose slowly into the air. He turned to the other man and saw in another exploding rocket, this time a green one, Sejya’s eyes sparkle. The younger man smiled as the lead singer leaned forward and took his reddened face in his hands.
“You’re beautiful, little one.” Whispered Sejya and kissed him gently on his forehead, on his eyelids, on his nose, on his cheeks and finally on his soft lips. The sky around them was lit up in all colours of the rainbow, but they didn’t notice the fireworks any longer.
“Alone at last.” Whispered Sejya when they separated to gasp for breath. Yaten giggled happily before he tried to sit on Sejya’s lap. However, the car proved to be pretty small and his yukata pretty impractical.
“Guess that’s not the right way to use it.” He laughed as Sejya helped him to straddle his legs and touched his ticklish flesh while doing so.
“Well, I like it.” He answered and knew why he had opted for his blue jeans instead. Two yukatas would have been beyond their ability to move in the small car without causing a big mess and an embarrassing scene when the persons running the Ferris wheel had to untangle them again.
“Sure you do.” Yaten beamed and leaned forward to kiss his boyfriend again, this time more passionately. The fireworks were long forgotten and all that existed in their world was the other one. The person they loved.
“Let’s go another round.” Whispered Yaten between two kisses when the car started to sink again. Sejya pulled the younger man closer to his burning body and hugged him a little bit tighter than necessary.
“Good idea.” He panted and grinned when he glanced in light green eyes that were only half opened. Silver strands looked completely messed and he knew that his dark hair didn’t look any better.
“I only have good ideas, Sej.”
“I know, little one.” Sejya opened the younger man’s yukata a little bit, only so much that they could quickly close it again, to tickle him, all the while giving him a cheeky grin. Yaten promptly burst into the light laughter he couldn’t get enough of. As he couldn’t get enough of his boyfriend.
“That’s why I love you so much, little one.” He let the smaller man grab his hands and stopped his sweet torture when Yaten leaned forward and kissed him again.
“Luv ya, too, Sej…”
They bought tickets for the next five rounds when their car touched the ground again to escape to heaven for the next hours.
For hopefully the rest of their lives.
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“Do you really think that it is okay?”
Tahiki watched his younger brothers head towards the Ferris wheel and sighed silently. He still didn’t know what to do, how to react, but they seemed to be happy. As happy as he hadn’t seen them in all those long years they had spent on this planet. But still… they were his little boys and they weren’t supposed to kiss each other and to do only God knew what in their room at night. Or during the day. Tahiki didn’t know and he didn’t want to know, that’s why he always knocked now and waited until one of them opened the door, or he simply sent Kakyuu to get them for dinner or when they wanted to go out to visit another house that sounded so great in the advertisement in the first place, but mostly was a big disappointed once they actually saw it.
“They love each other.” Smiled Kakyuu and took his right hand to pull him to one of the stalls illuminated by many Chinese lanterns. “Trust them.”
“But what if it doesn’t work out? What if they’ll hurt each other? What if they’ll end up hating each other?” thought the tall man aloud and wanted to go over to the Ferris wheel and talk to his little brothers, but his girlfriend held him back. She took his worried face in both of her gentle hands and kissed him softly.
“They won’t be, Tahiki. They’ll be happy.” The princess smiled at him lovingly. “Trust me if you cannot trust them.”
Tahiki glanced over his shoulder, watching his younger brothers climbing into the small car and sighed resigned.
“Okay…” he whispered, still doubtful, seeing the Ferris wheel turn slowly.
“Explain to me instead what I have to do here.” Kakyuu pulled him closer to the stall and pointed at the little fish swimming around in a small pond. An old man sat behind it and smiled friendly at him. He offered them little paper spoons and Tahiki gave him some money in exchange of five spoons.
“You have to catch a fish with such a spoon.” He held one out to her. “But be careful for they break quite easily in the water.”
“I’ll try my best.”
Kakyuu bowed over the pond and dipped the spoon into the water. Her face was illuminated by the Chinese Lanterns and her red kimono seemed to glow. Her blue eyes sparkled and some strands had escaped her traditional Japanese hairstyle. Little curls jumped around her shinning face whenever she moved her head. A pink lips were curved in a happy smile and right at that moment she was his Kakyuu again. The princess he fell so madly in love with. The young woman he had searched for five long years, almost six. His fiancée he still loved so much. His Kaki-chan with who he wanted to spend the rest of his life.
“I guess it’s really tricky.” Laughed Kakyuu when she had broken all of her five spoons and the fish were still all swimming in the small pond, certainly mocking her with their silent stares. “Let’s buy some more spoons, I’d like to try it again.”
She turned to her boyfriend who had the money and her blue eyes grew wide when she saw him kneeling in front of her.
“Nani?”
“Kaki-chan?” He reddened and suddenly she was fifteen again and they were in the garden of her father’s castle. This time, however, Tahiki actually produced a little package and not only a single rose he had nicked from the flower bed behind him. He opened it.
“Oh, Tahiki…” She whispered when she recognized Lady Kou’s most favourite ring. The princess had seen Tahiki’s mother wearing it often during her visits to the king’s castle.
He’s taken it with him during his flight.
She gulped and tears formed in her eyes when he took her right hand to gently push the heirloom over her ring finger.
It must be his most precious possession.
You’re most precious to me.
“Do you want to marry me, Princess Kakyuu?” his voice was lower than it had been seven years before, but it trembled just as much, even though he was older now, had seen a lot, had experienced more than just being the Kou heir.
“You’ve already asked me that question, Tahiki.”
“But a lot has happened since then, Kaki-chan.”
“I still love you, Tahiki. Our world might have changed, but my feelings for you never changed.”
“So you do want to marry me?”
There was still some doubt in his eyes and she was determined to kiss them away. Kakyuu didn’t care about her new kimono when she went on her knees and wrapped her arms around the tall man’s neck to pull him close.
“Of course I do, Tahiki.” She smiled as he bowed and they kissed. It was a little bit shy in the beginning, because a lot had happened, indeed, but their bodies soon remembered and their kiss grew more passionate, more intensive.
“That’s what I call a proposal, Sets! Keep that in mind, because I won’t accept anything under that level.”
“That’s awfully kitschy, Elza-chan.”
“I don’t care; it’s romantic!”
“It’s embarrassing.”
“It’s romantic!”
“Trashy.”
“Romantic!”
They could hear their friends’ voices from far away, but didn’t want to break that sweet kiss. Now that they’d finally found each other they wouldn’t let go so easily again. No, in fact, they would never let each other go again.
I love you, Kaki-chan.
I love you, too, Tahiki.
Above, the fireworks started, illuminating the park, as well as a very happy princess and her young lord.
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“That’s wonderful.”
Michiru got out of Setsuna’s Mercedes and walked around the car to open the door for Haruka whose right arm was now covered with white plaster. The blonde needed some moments, but finally managed to climb out of the sport car, as well.
“Why didn’t you want to bring the boys along?”
Originally, they all wanted to go to the autumn festival, but Haruka had wanted to show her something, but only her. Michiru had wanted to eat candy floss and to watch the fireworks, of course, but there was something in the blonde’s look that made her not beg, but ask Setsuna instead if she could get her car since she’d be on the autumn festival together with her Elza, little Hotaru and her friends.
Right now, she stood in front of a big house that was situated right at the beach about ten miles outside of Tokyo. She could hear the sea gulls crying and the rushing of the strong waves even more clearly than she was able to from Usagi’s house.
“I wanted you to approve, first.” Haruka climbed up the few steps and fished a key out of her dark jeans. The door opened and she stepped aside, letting Michiru inside.
“You already talked to the landlord to get a key?” Michiru was baffled from the sight in front of her. Haruka didn’t switch on the light, but she didn’t need to. The full moon shinning through the huge windows showed her the way. There was a big staircase leading up to the first floor.
“The bedrooms and two bathrooms are upstairs.” Explained Haruka and walked straight over to what surely was the living room. Michiru followed her, all the while looking around, imagining her photos hanging on these walls, showing her friends, the Three Lights and, of course, Haruka. In Japan. In America. Maybe in China and in Europe, as well, one day. Hopefully.
Oh. My. God.
Michiru stopped on the threshold of the next room. It wasn’t the living room. It also wasn’t the kitchen as she would have expected the room with the best view on the ocean to be. A door did lead out to a terrace, but the rest of the room was different from any room she had ever seen. All three walls consisted of glass and the moon shone through a ceiling that was made out of probably unbreakable glass, as well. The bedrooms, the living room, the kitchen and all the other rooms seemed to be part of the main house whereas this room was a special part, certainly added.
“That’s perfect.” Whispered Michiru and stepped slowly into the room. She could only imagine what the room must look like in bright sunlight. It was the most wonderful room she’d ever seen, even in the night. A grand piano stood in one corner and Michiru saw that it was black when Haruka walked over to it and pulled away the awning. However, what caught Michiru’s eye immediately was the violin lying in an opened case next to it. It was slightly covered with dust but otherwise in a good condition, nothing a good musician couldn’t repair again, and Michiru was a good musician.
“There are automatic blends to cover the glass if it gets too bright or too hot.” Explained Haruka, clearly unimpressed by the expensive instruments.
“That’s a Stradivarius!” gasped Michiru after she had blown away some of the dust. Puzzled, she looked up, but Haruka was already walking back to the door, clearly wanting to show her the rest of the house.
“I thought my mother was the only one in Japan who owned such an instrument.” She had inherited it to her daughter after her death and Michiru had only seen a second one during their tour through America.
“Do you think the Three Lights would like this house?” Haruka walked quickly through the hall and Michiru had to hurry to hold up with her. “I mean, Sejya-kun and Yaten-chan are begging Tahiki-san all the time to give some concerts again, because it would be more fun now that they don’t have to search for Kakyuu-san any longer.”
“Are you joking? They’d absolutely love it.” Michiru glanced quickly into the big kitchen and the huge living room that could be so cosy with a fire burning in a nice fireside. “This is the house of a musician, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” Nodded Haruka while they finally climbed the staircase to the first floor. The bedrooms were smaller than the huge rooms downstairs, but there were enough for all of them. It was very convenient that there were two bathrooms, one for the boys to mess it up and one for the girls to use hours in it to get ready for a concert or a date.
“This is absolutely fantastic, Ruka.” Michiru’s eyes sparkled and she spreat her arms to include the entire house in her praise. “Where did you find it? Did we miss an advertisement or was it in a magazine Tahiki-san didn’t buy?”
Haruka turned back to her and looked at her for a moment in silence. Then, she opened the door left to her and indicated her with a nod of her head to enter. Michiru frowned but did as she was told. It was the smallest room she had seen this evening. The window was facing towards the sea and she could see the red and green lights of the far away fireworks exploding somewhere above the beach.
“What did you…” Michiru’s voice faded as a small musical clock started to play. It was integrated into the ceiling and cast dancing stars and moons in the shapes of the full and the half moon onto the walls, the soft carpet and a small cradle standing in the middle of the room. A small teddy bear was enthroned on a small pillow. Both looked as if they had never been used.
Nani? A child’s room in this house?
Michiru frowned and glanced back at Haruka who leaned against the door frame, staring determinedly at her own feet. She had wrapped her healthy arm around her broken one. Her face was covered in deep shadows.
We don’t need a child’s room. At least not now and even if Tahiki-san and Kakyuu-chan will one day…
Michiru’s eyes grew wide in sudden realization.
“That’s his room, isn’t it?” she whispered and looked around in the small room that had been furnished with so much love. Such a long time ago. “That’s little Akito’s room, isn’t it?”
Haruka didn’t move and Michiru thought that she hadn’t heard her questions. Then, however, she answered in a very soft voice.
“Hai. That’s my parents’ house. This was the place we stayed when they were in Japan, because Tokyo’s been my mother’s birthplace.”
“So you want to live here?” asked the young violinist and stroked over the cradle’s soft duvet cover.
“No. Yes.” Haruka sighed deeply. “I don’t know, but since you guys look for a house and this one was built by and for musicians I thought it might be good enough for you.”
“It’s perfect and you know that.” Michiru stepped over to the blonde and caressed through a mop of blond hair, gently forcing the taller woman to look into her eyes. “But we don’t want to live here without you, Ruka.”
“It would be a waste to let it stay empty.” She slightly shook her head and leaned into Michiru’s soft touch. “But I don’t know if I’m ready to live here.”
“Then we’ll take another house. We’ll find something else, Ruka; Tokyo’s big.” Michiru smiled understanding at her and went on her toes to tenderly kiss her. “You don’t have to stress yourself.”
As long as you stay with me.
“Still!” Haruka gently pushed Michiru aside and walked back to the staircase. She sat down on the first step to stare down in the dark entrance hall, seeing the shadows of her parents coming home. Again, she saw her father coming back from a concert in Tokyo’s opera hall, saw a small girl jumping into his arms, laughing when she was swirled around by him, just like a little airplane. Again she watched her mother opening the door, holding a small bundle proudly in her arms, pointing at the music room’s direction while talking to her new born son, smiling the entire time.
“It doesn’t matter where we live, Ruka.” Said Michiru softly who had followed her and now stood beside her on the staircase. “But please don’t leave us.” The young violinist gulped softly and stretched her arm towards the blonde, but could not reach, could not touch her. “Don’t leave me, Haru-san, because I love you.”
Now it was out.
Now she had said it finally out loud.
“I love you, no matter if you’ll ever want to take that henshin again or not, and I want you to be in my life and not to disappear again.”
Haruka blinked when she heard those quietly spoken words. She turned her head and looked at Michiru, saw blue eyes sparkling in the full moon’s light like diamonds.
“I love you, too…” she whispered and wanted to say so much more, but her voice died away when she saw the shadow running through the hall behind the young woman. It was clearly Sejya for he wore his infamous red pyjamas she would have recognized everywhere. His hair was also messed. The young man yawned widely and rapped impatiently at the bathroom’s door. It opened and Yaten peered through the crack. He grinned as he stole the towel that hang over Sejya’s right shoulder to wave it like a flag in the air while he ran along the hall. His hair was still wet and he only wore his bathrobe. Yaten laughed madly, although Haruka couldn’t hear him. He jumped right through Michiru and down the stairs, all the time being chased by a laughing Sejya.
The blonde watched them running towards the kitchen. Right at that moment, the door was opened and Tahiki stepped inside. A little girl stumbled towards him and he went on his knees to take the toddler into his wide opened arms. Her hair was as red as her mother’s and bobbed on her small shoulders in two pony tails as she cuddled closer to her daddy’s embrace.
Soft music suddenly filled the air and Haruka saw Michiru emerging from the music room. She held her violin case in her left hand and car keys in her right. She wore the long white dress that always seemed to make her float. Her sea green hair was put together in her neck and the diamond earrings in the shape of little dolphins sparkled almost as brightly as the ring on her left hand, even though Haruka had never seen her wearing any jewellery before. The young violinist smiled up to her and waved at her to come down.
-Let’s get going, Ruka, or we’ll be late for our concert.-
-Yes, love.-
Haruka watched herself hopping down the stairs, pushing the white cowboy hat on her back while she was still buttoning up her dark shirt. Michiru welcomed her at the bottom and kissed her tenderly.
-Is Aiko-chan already asleep?-
-Yes, I guess Sets has to work hard to write good children books, because it’s only Hime-chan who likes her stories about alien princesses.-
They both giggled in amusement. Then, they were gone.
“Ruka?”
The blonde blinked and turned back to the young woman still standing next to her, looking at her with so much love and longing in her deep blue eyes, holding her hand towards her as if she wanted to touch her but couldn’t reach her.
Haruka swallowed, thinking of what she had just seen. She could have this life. With them. With my Michi-chan.
All she had to do was to go over to this beautiful woman in front of her and let their future happen.
Haruka rose and took Michiru’s hand.
And maybe she would do just that.
And I love you, I swear that’s true.
I cannot live without you.
(End)
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Famous Last Words
Disclaimer
This story is a fanfiction based loosely on the anime Sailor Moon. The anime and most of the characters belongs to Takeuchi Naoko and her alone. The story, however, belongs to me.
I don’t make any money with this story.
Archive is allowed, but please ask me before you put the story on any other web site than the one where you found it and give me a notice and the link. Thank you.
There are two other TV shows mentioned in this fanfiction which I adore. I wonder if you noticed them while reading it :). These are Crime Scene Investigation (CSI) written by Jerry Bruckheimer and Emergency Room (ER) written by Michael Crichton. Boys, you did an amazing job creating them!
The poem Yaten reads throughout the story is one of the most beautiful Victorian poems called The Lady Of Shalott. No wonder that Alfred Lord Tennyson was a Poet Laureate under Queen Victoria.
I used a lot of songs in this story, because I wanted the Three Lights to sing more than just the one song they always perform in the anime. Oh, and I also like karaoke a lot ^-^’’’.
Goodbye My Lover & You’re Beautiful
James Blunt (the lyric is so poetic, it’s amazing!)
Nagareboshi he (Search For Your Love)
Niiyama Shiho as Sejya,
Sakamoto Chika as Yaten,
Tsunoda Narumu as Tahiki
Holding Out For A Hero
the wonderful Bonnie Tyler (what a voice!)
Wonderful Tonight
slow hand Eric Clapton (one of the most beautiful love songs I know)
Accidentally In Love
The Crows
Hijo De La Luna
Mecano, and I refer to the version performed by Sarah Brightman (what a voice!)
Last Train Home
Camp Penner (I heard it during his concert while I was in Brighton and knew that I had to use it for this story)
If You Go Away
New Kid On The Block (Does anyone remember? I couldn’t resist. :))
Heal The World
Michael Jackson, the King of Pop
Translations
I didn’t want to translate either the Thee Light’s song Nagareboshi he nor Hijo De La Luna into English, because they were composed in different languages and they simply sound better that way.
Here are the English translations for better understanding.
Nagareboshi he (Search For Your Love)
Search for your love...
Search for your love...
Kimi wa itsumo kagayaiteta
Egao hitotsu chiisa na hoshi
Taisetsu ni shiteta yo (eien no Starlight)
Ano hi boku wa mamorenakute
Kuyashi namida koraeta dake
Itami ga nokoru yo (wasurenai Sweet heart)
Search for your love, sora no suishou
Search for your love, nakanaide kure
Search for your love, hontou wa
Dakishimetai no sa
Kimi no kaori zutto (sagashiteru)
Boku no koe yo todoke (aishiteru)
Ima doko ni iru no (Moonlight Princess)
Boku no purinsesu
Kotaete answer for me
Ima sugu answer for me
Kotaete answer for me
Yasashiku answer for me
Tooi yozora kakenuketeku
Nagareboshi ni negau yo ima
Aitai to sasayaku (tsutaete yo Starlight)
Toki ga sugite otona ni naru
Boku wa yatto kizuita no sa
Tarinai kakera ni (soba ni ite Sweet heart)
Search for your love, gin no unabara
Search for your love, fune wa tadayou
Search for your love, kuruoshisa ni
Nagasarete yuku
Kimi no kaori zutto (sagashiteru)
Boku no koe yo todoke (aishiteru)
Ima doko ni iru no (Moonlight Princess)
Boku no purinsesu
Kotaete answer for me
Ima sugu answer for me
Kotaete answer for me
Yasashiku answer for me
Repeat...
Shooting Star (Search For Your Love)
Search for your love...
Search for your love...
You have always been shining so brightly
Your smiling face is just like a tiny star
I have been treasuring it (Eternal starlight)
On that day I could not come and protect you
I just held my tears of regret inside
I am still feeling the pain (I won't forget you, sweetheart)
Search for your love, the crystals of the heavens
Search for your love, please don't start to cry
Search for your love, I really
Want to hold you close to me now
Your strong scent, I'm always (searching for it)
Can you hear my voice calling out (I love you so)
Where are you now (Moonlight Princess)
My lovely princess
Answer me, answer for me
Right away, answer for me
Answer me, answer for me
So gently, answer for me
Running through the distant night sky
Now I make a wish on a shooting star
Whispering I want to be with you (Please tell this to her, starlight)
As time passes by, we become adults
I have finally realized that
The broken pieces are not enough (Please stay by my side, sweetheart)
Search for your love, on the silver ocean
Search for your love, the ship floats adrift
Search for your love, in this madness
It will be swept out to you
Your strong scent, I'm always (searching for it)
Can you hear my voice calling out (I love you so)
Where are you now (Moonlight Princess)
My lovely princess
Answer me, answer for me
Right away, answer for me
Answer me, answer for me
So gently, answer for me
Repeat...
Hijo De La Luna
Tonto el que no entienda.
Cuenta una leyenda
Que una hembra gitana
Conjuró a la luna
Hasta el amanecer.
Llorando pedía
Al llegar el día
Desposar un calé.
"Tendrás a tu hombre,
Piel morena,"
Desde el cielo
Habló la luna llena.
"Pero a cambio quiero
El hijo primero
Que le engendres a él.
Que quien su hijo inmola
Para no estar sola
Poco le iba a querer."
Estribillo:
Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer.
Dime, luna de plata,
Qué pretendes hacer
Con un niño de piel.
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha,
Hijo de la luna.
De padre canela
Nació un niño
Blanco como el lomo
De un armiño,
Con los ojos grises
En vez de aceituna --
Niño albino de luna.
"¡Maldita su estampa!
Este hijo es de un payo
Y yo no me lo callo."
Estribillo
Gitano al creerse deshonrado,
Se fue a su mujer,
Cuchillo en mano.
"¿De quién es el hijo?
Me has engañado fijo."
Y de muerte la hirió.
Luego se hizo al monte
Con el niño en brazos
Y allí le abandonó.
Estribillo
Y en las noches
Que haya luna llena
Será porque el niño
Esté de buenas.
Y si el niño llora
Menguará la luna
Para hacerle una cuna.
Y si el niño llora
Menguará la luna
Para hacerle una cuna.
Son Of The Moon
Foolish is he who doesn't understand.
A legend tells of a gipsy woman
Who pleaded with the moon until dawn.
Weeping she begged
At the break of dawn
To marry a gipsy man.
"You'll have your man, tawny skin,"
Said the full moon from the sky.
"But in return I want the first child
That you have with him.
Because she who sacrifices her child
So that she is not alone,
Isn't likely to love it very much."
Chorus:
Moon, you want to be mother,
But you cannot find a love
Who makes you a woman.
Tell me, silver moon,
What you intend to do
With a child of flesh.
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha,
Son of the moon.
From a cinnamon-skinned father
A son was born,
White as the back of an ermine,
With grey eyes instead of olive --
Moon's albino child.
"Damn his appearance!
This is not a gipsy man's son
And I will not put up with that."
Chorus
Believing to be dishonoured,
The gipsy went to his wife,
A knife in his hand.
"Whose son is this?
You've certainly fooled me!"
And he wounded her mortally.
Then he went to the woodlands
With the child in his arms
And left it behind there.
Chorus
And the nights the moon is full
It is because the child
Is in a good mood.
And if the child cries,
The moon wanes
To make it a cradle.
And if the child cries,
The moon wanes
To make it a cradle.
Tenshi is Japanese and means Angel. All the other Japanese words I used are very simple ones and I suppose every anime fan knows their meaning (hai means yes and arigatou means thank you). If there’s a phrase or a word in this story which you didn’t understand, just feel free to ask me and I’ll give you the correct translation.
I also tried to use the Japanese way to address people. Onee-chan or simply -neechan as a suffix to a name means as much as big sister. The same is valid for Onii-chan or simply niichan as older brother. Touto-chan means little brother.
-kun is the suffix used when you talk to a good male friend whereas you use –chan if that good friend is female. If you use –san you indicate that the other person is older, superior or you respect him or her in a special way.
I hope the meaning was clear, nonetheless, from the way I used those Japanese suffixes in the story and from the characters interacting with each other.
About the story
I wrote my last Sailor Moon fanfiction, or better, Haruka & Michiru fanfiction in the year 2002. I mean, a real fanfiction (I don’t really count the Christmas Carol with only 50 pages and the novella Bless My Brother with 100 pages, which was mainly based on Yaten’s past, anyway).
I started my studies (English and German in the teacher’s programme) in autumn 2002 and was pretty busy with my new life. I also discovered how much I still had to learn! Not only about English (mainly British and American) literature, culture and history, but also about the language. I looked at my old stories and almost fainted when I saw all the mistakes in there! I guess, I’ll faint 2010, as well, when I’ll reread this story and find another mountain of mistakes.
To be honest, I gave up. I started to write other long stories in German about other animes that I also like (Shaman King, Saber Rider, Matantei Loki Ragnarok, NGE, Detective Conan, …) and even won some prizes in online fanfiction competitions ^-^’’’. I read tons of English books and started to watch entire TV shows on DVD in English (and found out just how terrible German translations are!) and thought that I’d be happy to read and listen to English stuff. I didn’t really intend to write another fanfiction, because my English simply wasn’t good enough! What I mainly wrote were term papers for English and American literature seminars and for my writing courses (Academic writing, thank you very much), but that’s a complete different English and a complete different style.
I was happy with my German stories and my English studies. However, Bianca, a very good friend of mine, wasn’t. She talked me around into writing the Christmas Carol, but somehow this story didn’t really catch me, maybe because of its shortness. Bianca, being the very stubborn girl she is, didn’t give up. She bugged me all the time and when I went abroad to the UK to study in Brighton for three months, she told me that I should use my time there to write another Haruka & Michiru story.
So I took one of my old concepts (I always have ideas for thousands of stories and sometimes I write some of them down in a small exercise book) and went to Brighton. I simply loved it there. My host family was great, my teachers motivating and my fellow students came from all over the world. I could listen, read and talk in English 24 hours a day for three months and I had to see that even native speakers do make mistakes. I also recognized that I’ll always make mistakes, no matter how good I might become. I’ll still try my best to improve with every book I read, every movie I watch, every conversation I have, but I’ll always be a foreigner to this language. However, that doesn’t change how much I love English and how beautiful it is.
Therefore, I thought, what the heck! I can’t write a Sailor Moon story in German, but Bianca really wants to read a real story again. Therefore, I sat down in Harvey’s room at my little computer laptop, looked at the Brighton & Hove Albion flag above my head (he’s a big football fan ^-^’’’) and started to write. After ten days I had to see that the concept I brought with me didn’t work. I threw it away and did what I always do in situations like this one: I listened to music.
It’s was Goodbye My Lover which finally caught my attention. I immediately had some of the major scenes in my mind and started to work on the story that very evening. All that I had were the lyrics of a nice song. Only ten days later I had written 40 pages and slowly got an idea where the story was heading.
It took me some time, but then I was into the anime again. I didn’t know the Star Lights’ names any longer, and what was Uranus’ attack again? However, that didn’t matter. The feeling from 2000 – 2002 had returned and I had a lot of fun writing it. Long walks along the beach and regular jogging sessions helped a lot to develop the plot beyond the first chapters and the way the entire story flipped out in the end (the first chapters have 20 pages, the last over 70…) and the fact that I wrote almost 300 pages again told me that Bianca had been right all the time: I still can write this stuff. And I still can enjoy every sentence of it ^-^.
Thanks Bianca! I would’ve never started this story without your encouraging words and your constant buggering laughs.
I’ll start my final exams in autumn 2006 and since I have three subjects (English, German and educational science) it’ll probably take me one year to get through all this stuff. Therefore, I simply won’t have much time to write any other story before Christmas 2007, maybe even spring 2008, but I do want to write some more, then.
Therefore, I hope you read this one really slowly :).
Technical dates about the story
I started this story on 8th March 2006 and wrote the epilogue on 28th May 2006 (at three o’clock in the morning drop). I corrected and reread it again until August 2006 and uploaded it on fanfiction.net from August till December 2006 (in which time I still reread and corrected the parts I uploaded each Monday). I have no idea how much hours I worked on it. There have been several nights when I wrote until three in the morning or when I even wrote until dawn. It simply wouldn’t let me go again ^-^’’’.
The Three Lights have always been young men for me (you could see them half naked in one of the episodes during the fifth season and they were boys there), that’s why I’ve treated them this way throughout my story. The background story of Yaten’s past and his adoption into the Kou family is very loosely connected to the ideas I already described in my story Bless My Brother. This novella, however, isn’t a either a prequel nor a sequel to Tenshi. I just like this idea and used it again. You’re of course very welcome to read it, too (it’s only 100 pages and quite small in comparison to this story).
If you want to write me to talk about your opinion, about this fanfiction, about Sailor Moon, about the music I used or about anything else, feel free to write me to: aprileagle(at)freenet.de. I try to answer every email as fast as possible. But please be patient, because I don’t have internet and email access all the time, and sometimes I simply have so much to do that I can’t answer right away. But I try to respond to every email, message or ens (animexx) as quick as possible.
I want to thank every single reader all for reading this long story. I hope you enjoyed it. I know that there are still many mistakes in this story. It would help me a great deal if you’d point them out to me (and maybe give me a rule how to use them correctly, as well ^-^’’’).
I had a great time writing this story. If you had half the fun while reading it, I’d be very happy, because then I’d have done a good job :).
April Eagle
