Author: LuB
Fandom: Sailor Moon
Characters: Minako Aino (Sailor Venus) / Queen Beryl
Genre: yuri, drama
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Manga-verse. Character death.
Status: complete
Summary: Since meeting that woman who followed the Prince from Earth, Venus had hoped for the day she would give up. Not for that final day, when love led them into war.
Notes: Story written for the Multifandom Yuri Festival, a fic exchange promoted by the community Saint Seiya Super Fics Journal.
None of the characters belong to me and all written below is pure fiction. I do not own the Sailor Moon franchising.
Girls and dresses and ballrooms. People love saying how girls enjoy producing themselves for their crushes. Many even say they actually do it to flaunt among each other how they are “the prettiest of them all”. Venus couldn’t remember if she had had ever prettied herself for any specific reason.
In fact, girls worked hard to look as pretty as they did, dancing and spinning with their partners. But why was she thinking that? Perhaps the plethora of colors surrounding the ballroom—some shiny and mesmerizing, some dark and luring—had just submerged her into a dream-like state in which her mind continued to conjecture without relating any of that to a result or conclusion.
She drew a hand to her slightly feverish forehead. Her body was fine, just overloaded, she explained to herself, even though no one had inquired. She might have had more trouble convincing herself had not her eyes caught a glimpse of the Princess.
Princess Serenity cast a special smile toward the man with whom she danced. The prince from Earth. Her true love, Venus would know even if that weren’t inside her expertize. Despite reckoning the incontestable, why did she still complain so much about Princess Serenity’s sneaking out? She would follow the couple with a pout, shouting sermons to the deaf. Well, her list of good reasons could be of as many as a million, and yet, none contented her qualms.
Because she knew.
Somehow, she always knew when it was love. Like a curse, she was conscious of when her “loves” weren’t but a fling. Like a curse, all her spirit had awakened the moment she had fallen in love with one of those “loves”.
With the other person who shadowed the two lovers for even less sensible reasons…
None of Venus’s attempts to dissuade her had worked. Not even her body, her skin baring itself, hot and humid against that woman’s. Tender, soft; then, harsher. They collided. Exploded. Each time, so many times!
‘No more,’ Beryl had said. And repeated. Again.
‘Not until you give up on him,’ Venus would occasionally answer, exhausting her talents as the soldier of love to keep her tone clear frm despair.
Such a sad condition… When could that work in her favor? Not that anything would, for the inhabitants of the Moon and the Earth couldn’t interact.
Eventually, she thought Beryl would let it go after attesting how strong the love between the Princess and the Prince was for alternatives. One day, Beryl would have to give up.
Who could tell Venus’s true love was capable of selling her beautiful soul to that monster? Anyone else. Love is blind, after all.
The ball continued, with the dresses, with the girls, with the dances.
A tear teasing her cheek brought her from that reverie. She now noticed she hadn’t been philosophizing about girls. Or ballrooms. The final battle had started and her strength failed her to accomplish her mission. A second before, Princess Serenity’s body had fallen with a sword stuck to her stomach.
“Princess!” her voice could finally let out.
The other guardians arrived behind her.
“Princess Serenity!” Mars shrieked in a voice that didn’t sound her own.
Truthfully, nothing sounded true for the reason of their own existence as guardians had just vanished.
“Beryl!” Venus called out in fury. She was incapable of exacting when the sword had left the Princess’s stomach and appeared in her hands but her sensed felt aware of every action that ensued.
Tightening her hold on the grip, she inhaled the piercing air of the battle. Because she needed that moment. Her final moment with the woman she loved. Then, sprang toward Beryl. Beryl?
One more drop rolled down Venus’s cheekbone. Those eyes. Those dark, empty eyes met hers. The person she faced bore no similarity to her Beryl anymore. So unfair. She had left without saying goodbye… given her all to the obsession for Prince Endymion. To that war for his love.
In a flash, the empty shell of a body also vanished.
Today’s confrontation took place at another ground, at another life. Nonetheless, she still had to witness the iteration of History. To cause the inevitable with her hands.
In what does it help to be blessed with a body from that planet when her woman can’t stay by her side? Nor wishes to do so.
As her eyes open, her heart twinges with knowledge the war has ended. Her Princess running in her direction confirms so, the war against Metalia, against Beryl, has indeed ended for good.
Minako stands up and pushes away from that joyous moment her memories from the Silver Millennium.
“The night is almost over. We should go home!” Usagi exclaims, motioning for the sunrise.
Minako smiles, the orange light blinding her momentarily. She surrenders to the urge and hugs her friends, reassured her Princess was saved this time. They part after making plans for later. They have to celebrate now peace is back.
However, when everyone goes to their houses, and Minako is alone in her room, tears roll. A continuation from many years—one life ago.
“Beryl…” she utters one last time the name of her love.
Minako lies on the bed, knowing she has to prepare for school soon. Still, she allows her body to linger there. Stagnant. Just a moment longer. She needs just a few tears more. For the war she has just lost again.
The End!
LuB
20/08/2014
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