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                                ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚   נυsт α ησямαℓ gιяℓ !　˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

he certainly had a sense of humor … for an evil prince who had supposedly died. the blonde gave him an exasperated look, upset that she’d fallen for something so stupid. then again, she had seen him collapse, had looked into his pained eyes …

usagi shook the memories away and glanced up at him as he continued to touch her face. it took all of her willpower to not pull away from his hands. “ i’m not worried. “ she mumbled in response, watching him move and pick up the compact and her phone. for a second, her breath caught in her throat and she could only stare at him, wide - eyed. the last time that had happened …

pluto had died. 

now she moved forward, quickly crawling on her hands and knees to the edge of the bed where he stood. “ if you make me. “ she responded, the words sounding harsher than she had intended them to. good. she wanted him to know she meant business. “ are you going to steal it ? to take it away and cruelly end the world for no reason ? because i’ll fight && destroy you. “ 

                                                                                               ( @impuratvs​ ) 

Demande stared with an odd expression forming on his features. Her words were nothing more than an empty threat that made him chuckle. He handed over the small device and her compact showing no intent to keep them. 

He slowly moved his body past her plopping down on the bed in a sitting position holding his chest. Breathing was becoming painful.  He pulled at his shirt loosely; taking off his shirt reviled his burned chest.

He stretched out as if it was his room and bed. “Fetch me a new shirt and bandages” he said in a commanding tone eyeing her up and down. He used the same tone often with his brother whenever he needed anything. “You do have extra clothes here don’t you?” he asked glancing away from her. 

His eyes caught the silhouette of a black cat slinking into the room. He recalled the same pesky beast that accompanied his beloved Queen in Crystal Tokyo.“Cat” he frowned.

                            ━━ ☽ 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃 - 𝑔𝒾𝓁𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓈 ☾ ━━

girls … who become magical ? it certainly sounded appealing. she recalled the wonderful adventures of sailor moon, which her mother constantly told her about. it seemed like a dream, to be able to help people and save the world. 

but … peace had wrapped the moon in its protective blanket, so long as the queen had reigned. so what was the point of being a magical girl ?

her brows knit in confusion underneath her platinum - blonde fringe, curious as she eyed the creature. something seemed a little strange about him ;; obviously, he wasn’t from the moon, but the moon’s tranquility was spoken of throughout the galaxy. what exactly was this little white creature ? 

“ well … “ she began, putting a finger to her lower lip. “ there isn’t anything bad going on … what would i need to protect if there’s no threat ? “

                                                                                           Kyubey stared at her waving his tail deep in thought to the girl’s question; eyes deep pools of crimson glowing in the light. “The humans you look after on the blue planet there.” he said with pause knowing she had been to the planet basked off of smell. “They are plagued by evil called witches created by malice in their hearts.” he stated swinging his tail side to side.

He could feel his ears begin to twitch as he talked about the monsters that produced scrumptious energy—what keeps his race thriving. “Becoming a magical girl is easy.” he made a cute noise followed by blinking. “Form a contract with me and have your hearts wish granted.” he smiled more with W shaped lips knowing he would have caught her full attention at this point.

“I can grant you any wish you desire.” he tilted his head to the side with an open mouth smile making himself look twice as cute.

                                 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚   נυsт α ησямαℓ gιяℓ !　˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

demande certainly felt real. the silver - haired prince edged closer to her, as if she were a wild animal. she wanted to recoil back into the blankets, to blink her eyes and wake up from this awful nightmare. finally, he was close – he touched her cheek && gingerly wiped a stray tear away. a jolt of worried anticipation shook her to the core. despite all he’d done, the closeness of another person in her bedroom made usagi blush. 

she could only hope he couldn’t see it in the darkness.

broken memories of the past came to her unbidden: those cold eyes, drilling into her as the third one opened on his forehead and forced her to stay still ;; a soft yet firm kiss placed on her lips, and the revolt that had shaken her ;; the way he’d thrown his body in front of that blast and been violently murdered …

the smile he had now shocked her, waking her up completely. if that genuine curl of the lips hadn’t, his next words did. “ a specter ?! like – like a ghost ?! “ she exclaimed, before she could stop herself. so prince demande’s ghost - demon - spirit thing had come to haunt her months later ?! her phone was on the nightstand next to her, and she immediately wanted to call her friends or mamo - chan for help. she was being haunted, and not by just anyone – but by one of their old enemies …

“ you - you died … “ tears, again. he’d seemed to want to redeem himself. were these tears of fear or tears of sorrow ? “ and now you’re … back here … for what ? why ? “

                                                                                     ( @impuratvs​ )

Demande couldn’t help but laugh at the blonde’s expense. He was merely knocked out but not dead. He drew in a deep breath tapping her on the head slightly with his knuckles. “I’m alive.” he said with a small smile watching the light of the moon catch her eyes. He took his fingers whipping her tears again.

“I’m not a ghost Princess.” he stated moving closer to her peering down into her eyes. He noticed her skin was very soft as he trailed his fingers down her cheek. “You needn’t worry about me.” he said with a smooth voice.

Demande glanced over to where she had been frantically been looking. A small device lay next to her compact--the same compact he had taken from her when she transformed back from Sailor Moon. He stared at the device and her magical pendant; a moment before taking both of them into his hands. 

“Will you change and destroy me?” he paused for a moment then called her by one of her other names.

“Sailor Moon.”

                                              ★彡 ๓єєt tђє ๓ยรє 彡★