Sacrifice

docholligay:

Hey I hope you wanted a shitty first-person present tense Crystal Tokyo piece of shit because that’s what I have. 1,444 words. AND NOW I AM ALLOWED TO HAVE A SNACK AND A BEER. For the Summer Same Prompt Party. 

“Dame
Tenoh, I have your lunch ready.” She’s so young. I’m sure this is a
really good gig for her, even if it a lot of it is waiting on me.

“You
can just set it on the table,” I try to force a grin her way, “You
can just call me Haruka, you know. I’m not even a soldier anymore.”

She
looks at me with these big, wide, young eyes as she sets down the
tray, beautifully presented as always—I need to tell Usagi how good
a job she does—with a sandwich and some cookies, a little bit of
fruit, all sitting hopefully on the bright china. I remember what it
was like to have that look, to see the beauty and the nobility in
war.

“Oh,
but you were a wonderful soldier! I remember, I’ve heard so many
stories about you, and Queen Serenity  told me, when she assigned me
to you, about all you did, and how brave you were, and how you
beautiful you and Dame Kaioh were.” She stops herself, and curtsys
a little. “I’m sorry, I get so carried away, but I did want this
position very much.”

The
thought of Usagi still getting googly-eyes over me and Michiru makes
me chuckle. “Some things about Queen Serenity never change.”
That’s right, she’s Queen Serenity now, hasn’t been Usagi since the
war ended 6 years ago, and never will be again. “You must have been
a little girl when the war ended.”

Keep reading