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(Ye ol' Standard Disclaimer(TM))
Inspired by something said in "Sailor Moon Universe" by Jendra.
Artemis couldn't help either, though he was sympathetic to my cause. I
could see it in his eye's how it hurt him to see me in such agony.
While he was unable to assist, he was good for a pick-me-up. Artemis
has a way of making me feel better, no matter what the circumstance.
Rei was just lighting a fire when I came upon her with my plea. She
just didn't have what I needed. It frustrated me so much I yelled at
her. I now regret my actions, as I will never forget the look of hurt
mixed with sadness I saw in her gaze. Something she said, gruffly, as I
walked out the door stuck in my mind. Something I had been pushing
aside, denying, the entire time. I knew it was true.
So, here I am now. Looking at the person who is the only one that can
help me. Who can give me what I truly desire more than anything else.
I think of what I'm about to do. I have come to her so many times
before this. Every time, it's like Hell, but worth the promise of
Heaven. As I feel the sweat begin to bead on my forehead, I realize I
must do what is necessary. What will get me what I most desperately
crave. More than life, more than love, more than truth. The most
absolute factor in my life.
"Usagi?" My voice surprises me. Usually, at this point I can't speak
vary well. My words become mumbled and incoherent. This time, however,
it sounds crystal clear. It is as if my mind and body have given up
trying to coherse me. They don't have to, they have won. And I have
lost.
"Yes?" The sound reverberates through my head. My eye's almost blink
as they stare into the blue one's before them.
However, I stay rock solid. "Usagi, I need it." This time my voice
cracks a bit. Though it doesn't concern me, I do take note of it. I'm
sure I'll want to reflect on it later. After I've gotten what I want I
always reflect, and try to justify. The mind has a way of
substantiating addictions such as this. When all that matters is the
substance, and all else is moot.
I smile slightly as understanding washes over Usagi's face. She knows,
she alone knows my suffering. Well, maybe Artemis, but he doesn't
count. I've done it with him before, and it is good for a thrill. Yet,
Usagi can't, and she still seems to feel my pain and my craving. No
human can truly comprehend, but somehow, she does.
"Okay, Luna." It's a very simple response. Very basic, but it has an
astounding affect on me. I do something I only do on very few
occasions. I purr. It stems from an instinctual joy, mixed with an
advanced mental addiction. The small bag is set before me. Allready I
can feel it's effects. Though, I don't know if they are from the
substance itself, or the anticipation of it. I don't really care. I
slowly scratch the burlap sack, my nose poised for the inhale. I can
feel the itch as the stuff permeates my nasal cavities. Moments later,
the world disappears. I am alone. There is only my mind, the heavens,
and my tail. My beautiful tail. No one appreciates it, not even
Artemis. How it twists so elegantly, and has that certain sheen the
rest of my hair seems to lack. A very beautiful tail. Beautiful.
Usagi looked down at her guardian, writhing on the floor in ecstasy.
Then, she looked over at the small packet of catnip next to Luna. She
smiled. After all, she liked making others happy.
