SM Fanfic for Elila: WaitDisclaimer- I do not own Bishoujo Senshi SailorMoon/Sailor Moon or any of its persons, places, things, plots, or ideas. Naoko Takeuchi, a bunch of people and corporations in Japan, and a bunch of people and corporations in America own it. I, in no way, shape or form, say I own it. Please don't sue me.~*~*~*~*~"Makoto! Don't forget your lunch!" Mrs. Kino cried as her teenage daughter ran out the door, only her milk-chocolate pigtails any indication the girl was still there. Makoto turned around in a hurry and grabbed the bag the woman held out to her. She gave her mother a quick peck on the cheek and skittered out the door with Mrs. Kino's
OHC: First VisitHaruko walked down the corridor, tears threatening to bubble over in her eyes. She didn't want to be there. She wanted to stay at her old school, where her friends had known her all her life. She didn't want to go to Ouran, even if it was a sign of honor."Just because Father wants me to marry well, he sends me here . . . " Haruko had attended Saint Lobelia's for her entire childhood. Following in her mother's footsteps, however, as soon as she hit high school she was transferred. The idea behind the change was that attending both prestigious schools would give their family more respect. As well, her father believed children should be separa
SM Fanfic for Elila: ProofDisclaimer- I do not own Bishoujo Senshi SailorMoon/Sailor Moon or any of its persons, places, things, plots, or ideas. Naoko Takeuchi, a bunch of people and corporations in Japan, and a bunch of people and corporations in America own it. I, in no way, shape or form, say I own it. Please don't sue me.~*~*~*~*~A white rabbit hopped down the road, intent on her purpose and ignoring the occasional stare (although she found it hard to resist the children who wanted to pet her). Blue eyes scanned the horizon and lit up when a familiar temple appeared. Usagi smiled as she came to the steps. She frowned soon, however, when she saw Rei. The young
OHC: Believe in MeHaruko was writing a list. Specifically, she was making a list of sweets to pick up for the Club. Elle-sama had given Haruko the responsibility of providing snacks for the Club's meetings and in return Haruko got to spend more time with the Hostesses. As she became closer to the group of girls, Haruko found her life improving. Somehow, having friends could do wonders, even if she had to hire them.It wasn't that she hadn't ever had friends. In primary school, she had a little group of playmates and got along fine. It was just, as she grew and became a woman, more of what had drawn others to her as a child repelled them as adults. It wasn't p
SM Fanfic for Elila: ForsightDisclaimer- I do not own Bishoujo Senshi SailorMoon/Sailor Moon or any of its persons, places, things, plots, or ideas. Naoko Takeuchi, a bunch of people and corporations in Japan, and a bunch of people and corporations in America own it. I, in no way, shape or form, say I own it. Please don't sue me.~*~*~*~*~"Rei-chan? Rei . . . " Mamoru whispered. Rei immediately woke, as if her mind had never truly been shut down--unlike some people he could name. The man sighed. It was yet another reason to feel guilty, he thought, comparing Rei to Usagi. The woman herself sat up and gave him that look that made him feel she was seeing his soul. Tonig
SM Fanfic for Elila: LovedDisclaimer- I do not own Bishoujo Senshi SailorMoon/Sailor Moon or any of its persons, places, things, plots, or ideas. Naoko Takeuchi, a bunch of people and corporations in Japan, and a bunch of people and corporations in America own it. I, in no way, shape or form, say I own it. Please don't sue me.~*~*~*~*~"Sei-kun? Hey, Sei-kun." Serenity whispered to the man sleeping next to her. Seiya turned onto his side and continued snoring. Usagi smiled at how much like Mamoru he was when he slept; then she frowned. It was thoughts like this that were keeping her awake. "Seriously, Sei-kun. Wake up!" A gentle shove sent the ebony-haired man onto