Heaven's Not Enough (1/??) (Crossover. Multiple Pairings.)
Title: Heaven’s Not Enough
Fandom: Sailor Moon/Wolf’s Rain crossover
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Makoto/Tsume, Rei/Kiba, Hotaru/Toboe, Hige/Blue, Cheza, Cher/Hubb, various Sailor Moon characters.
Rating: R.
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Language, violence and possible Mature content that may occur.
Author Notes: Sorry for the spamming, XD.
Summary: Before the start of the Golden Age her and her friends had been reincarnated within another world. One that was meant for wolves. As she grows, she has to learn to protect herself especially after she meets a certain pack of rogue wolves, who are seeking their Paradise.
Chapter One
Green eyes snapped open a young woman with fair skin sat up in the bed. Her emerald graze looked frantically around the room. That sound. She wondered. I hate that damn sound. She threw the white sheets away from her lithe form and hurried to the window. Just a distance away she could see it. It seemed another gang had attacked a Noble ship, not all too surprising these days considering how much the government had cared for the people of Freeze City. In the distance is could catch the flares and lights of a small battle.
The young woman growled. Stupid Noble ships. The noise that escaped from the Noble ship only continued as it flew pass. A soft knock on the young woman’s door drew her attention. A familiar scent rushed through her senses.
“You can come in Hotaru.” The green-eyed woman turned to face the door, just as it opened.
A meek young girl stepped into the room, she looked no older then thirteen. A thin yet long sleeved nightgown covered her overly pale skin. A pair of beautiful violet eyes peered through the darkness at the young woman the little girl had taken to as a sister.
“Mako, I’m scared.” Hotaru whispered her gaze moved from the dark haired teen to the window the woman sat in front of.
Makoto offered the younger girl a smile before her attention fell back to the action. “It’s ok Taru. It’s nothing to be afraid of.”
The younger teen stepped closer to the taller woman. “Can I stay with you tonight?”
The brunette’s head snapped back to the younger girl, surprise evident on her face. “What?”
“Just for the night. Please?” Hotaru stared at the seventeen-year-old girl.
Makoto sighed, her gaze flicking from the small teen to the window and back again, a small smile on her lips. “Sure, why not?”
“Thanks Mako!” The violet haired teen exclaimed, her arms shooting out to wrap around the older girl.
The illusion Makoto had created melted away the moment her young friend reached out for her. Instead of the human body she had grown accustomed too sat a grand silver haired wolf. The scar prominent in both forms ran over her left eye, a reminder of what had happened twelve years before. Makoto rested her fur head on the young girls’ shoulder as Hotaru clenched onto the silver hairs on her back, golden eyes closing in contentment.
Tomoe Souichi leaned against the doorframe of the room. A small smile on his face at the sight of his girls. Happy to see Hotaru was no longer afraid of what Makoto truly was, the memory of the day they had learned the truth seemed as though it had only been the day before.
~*~
The sound of children laughter rang behind the house. Ten year old Makoto and six-year-old Hotaru ran back and forth tossing a red ball to one another. Kaori stood out with the girls, playing the part a referee. Souichi smiled as he watched the pair play with on another. It had only been four years before that he had taken Makoto into his home. Hotaru had instantly taken a liking to the older girl. Kaori treated the emerald eyed girl no differently then she treated Hotaru and he, himself, thought of the pretty brunette as a daughter. Although he had his suspicions that the young girl playing one a few feet from him was not all that she seemed.
“Papa!” Hotaru called him.
Souichi’s eye flickered to the little girl, trying so hard to match her older sister’s endurance. The violet haired girl had the red ball and was preparing to throw it back to the older girl. Hotaru tossed the ball just a little to short of Makoto, but the brown haired girl hurried and caught it with ease.
“You have to put more force into it Taru.” Makoto yelled from her end of the field. “Like this!”
The agile girl ran back a little further putting even more distance between her and her younger friend. The ball was thrown before Hotaru could prepare to catch it.
“Hotaru!”
Souichi blinked, Makoto had already made her way to the fallen six-year-old. With a shake of his head, he hurried to his daughter, reaching out a hand to touch her face.
“She’ll be fine.” He reassured the frantic looking brunette.
Makoto shook her head; “I’m so sorry Mr. Tomoe I didn’t mean to throw the ball so hard.”
Kaori coughed gently from behind, a smile of reassurance on her face. “Don’t worry Makoto. Hotaru will be up in just a few seconds.”
As soon as the words slipped from her mouth, a low groan slipped from the little girl on the ground. Souichi slipped a hand behind Hotaru’s back and helped her seat up.
“Ow, Mako.”
The brunette giggled sheepishly at her mistake. Souichi couldn’t help but watch the girl expressions. She was fighting so hard to not reach out and hug the young girl in his arms.
“I’m really sorry Taru. I’ll be more careful next time.”
“See”, Kaori smiled, her hand reaching out to touch the young girl’s shoulder. “Nothing to worry about Makoto.”
Makoto’s emerald eyes grew in distress at the approaching hand. “Wait, don’t touch me.” She stated hurriedly. Her own hand reached out to push the older woman’s hand away.
Kaori yelped in pain, quickly withdrawing her hand. The red haired woman stared down at the wounded appendage, blood seeping through three open cuts on her hand. Makoto moved back in horror, everyone’s attention focused on her.
“I...I’m sorry.” She whispered.
Souichi eyed the young girl in front of him, however before he could say anything Kaori spoke up.
“What are you?” The red haired woman nearly yelled.
A pale hand reached out and touched her shoulder; the pretty woman glanced beside her at Souichi. The professor stared calmly into her eyes.
“Kaori calm down.”
“No, Souichi. Something isn‘t right about her.” Her now cold gaze shifted to the brunette.
Makoto moved back, tears shining in her green eyes. “I’m sorry.” She cried, sobbed raked a body.
The others watched in mixed amazement and horror was the ten year old girl before them vanished, only to be replaced with a silver colored wolf. Her howls broke though the silence.
~*~
That day they had learned a new secret out the young girl and many of the previously unanswered questions had been finally answered. While Souichi treated the young wolf no different then he had before the truth was revealed Hotaru and Kaori had been a completely different story. Hotaru had been shocked, unsure of how to take the news of Makoto actually being a wolf. She’d gone out of her way to avoid the older girl and make as little contact with her unless her father or Kaori was present. As time when on the little girl grew accustomed to the fact and warmed up to the idea of having a sister and a dog to play with, although she had still been wary to touch Makoto. Kaori’s attitude towards the girl changed dramatically. The older woman acted cold and harsh, only truly speaking to Makoto when she absolutely had to.
The professor shook his head; his attention once again forced on the girls. Makoto and Hotaru stood by the window watching the man, smiles on their faces, Makoto’s illusion of an eighteen-year old girl back.
“Hi daddy.”
“Evening Souichi.”
“Girls,” He nodded, stepping deeper into the room. “It’s late.”
Hotaru bit her lower lip, “I know daddy but the noise outside...” she stopped looking back out the opened window.
Makoto’s eyes narrowed, “It’s the noble’s ship. It scared Hotaru.”
The older man nodded; “well it’s time for bed.”
The two teens nodded and Makoto closed the window with one last glare outside. Hotaru walked to her father to wish him good night. The brunette smiled as the younger teen hugged her father and kissed the man’s cheek before she stepped back and hurried back to Makoto’s bed. Souichi glanced at the green-eyed wolf and smiled. Makoto bound towards the man, knocking him down as she licked his face. Hotaru giggled from the bed and Souichi laughed. The eager wolf moved back and allowed the man to stand to his feet, Souichi wiping his glasses clean all the while. He patted the silver haired wolf’s head. She licked his palm and hurriedly jumped into the bed beside Hotaru. The thirteen-year old girl huddled close to the wolf, closing her eyes. Glasses in hand, Souichi left the girls to rest, closing the door behind him.
-X-
She didn’t know how long they’d been running; all she knew was that they were gaining. Men with the armory they used to try and take out her kind. They had tried so hard to stay hidden but their secret had gotten out after a matter of time. Someone they had trusted betrayed them.
“Kin, we have to stop and fight.” Her mother growled.
The massive silver wolf glanced behind them. “We must...”
“Protect our daughter!”
Kin stopped, Makoto stopping just seconds after watching her father curiously. “Mika...” He paused, looking down at the young pup that had gained his silver fur, the fur on her face stained red from an opened wound. Kin bowed his head and nuzzled the young pup. “Makoto hide. No matter what you hear do not come out.”
“But papa...” The little wolfs whined.
Kin growled, bearing his teeth briefly in warning. “Do as I say.”
Makoto flinched back as the tone from her father. She looked at her mother; the white wolf pushed the young pup forward.
“Go Makoto.”
With a glance at her parents, she howled sadly and hurried away, finding a boulder a good distance away to hide behind. Her ears twitched as she caught the sound of the humans.
“This way. I heard one howl.” A man yelled.
Kin growled in warning at the approaching hunters. His words still ringing in her head. She wanted to be out there helping her mother and father, instead she had to seat back and listen to everything that was going on.
Makoto listened as Kin and Mika growled, guns shots breaking through the air, a few bullets speeding past or hitting against her hiding spot. The cries of the humans were like music to her ears, the curses continued to spill as the wolves attacking, fighting for their peace.
Then all went silent. Makoto was afraid to step out and reveal herself in fear that the hunters were waiting for her to appear. She relaxed as the familiar scents of her parents filled her nose.
“Makoto...” Mika’s voice was weak.
The young pup stood still as the two wolves walked pass the boulder, neither turning to face the pup. She fought back a whine at the horrible state of her parents. Blood began to cover their lovely coats, the shine gone from their eyes as they limped forward. Wounds from bullets and knives visible.
“Come Makoto.” Kin demanded, his own voice losing some of the previous authority.
She didn’t want to speak to them; afraid she’d say something to upset them. Easily she matched their pace standing between the pair, her head lowered. A loud impact from where her mother stood drew her attention, the white haired wolf having collapsed on her side. Eyes closed as she took in shallow breaths. Kin stopped to glance at his mate, the large wolf taking a step forward to continue on only to collapse as well.
“Mama! Papa!” Makoto whined, inspecting her mother. Mika made no move to open her eyes.
“Makoto don’t forget we can change our appearance to make ourselves look like them. Your father and I won’t make it. Don’t remain as your true self for too long.” The weakened wolf warned.
“A human approaches. Makoto change.” Kin ordered softly, his head turned to look as the wolf cub created the illusion of a six-year-old human girl. Tears shone in her emerald eyes as thin arms wrapped around the now dead body of the white wolf.
-X-
Makoto sat up, frantically looking around the room. Hotaru still lied fast asleep beside her, the little girl looking even more innocent then usual. The dream again. She sighed, rubbing her face with her hand. Although she knew it wasn’t a dream, more the memory her parents’ death. She absently touched the scar of her eye.
“Knock, knock.” An all too familiar voice called from behind the closed door. Not waiting for a reply for the girl, the door opened to reveal a beautiful black haired woman, violet eyes stared into green as the woman tsk’d. “You can’t go out like that Mako. You know what it will do to our secret.” The woman smiled as the wolf changed before her eyes and laughed.
“Rei.”
End.
Fandom: Sailor Moon/Wolf’s Rain crossover
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Makoto/Tsume, Rei/Kiba, Hotaru/Toboe, Hige/Blue, Cheza, Cher/Hubb, various Sailor Moon characters.
Rating: R.
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Language, violence and possible Mature content that may occur.
Author Notes: Sorry for the spamming, XD.
Summary: Before the start of the Golden Age her and her friends had been reincarnated within another world. One that was meant for wolves. As she grows, she has to learn to protect herself especially after she meets a certain pack of rogue wolves, who are seeking their Paradise.
Chapter One
Green eyes snapped open a young woman with fair skin sat up in the bed. Her emerald graze looked frantically around the room. That sound. She wondered. I hate that damn sound. She threw the white sheets away from her lithe form and hurried to the window. Just a distance away she could see it. It seemed another gang had attacked a Noble ship, not all too surprising these days considering how much the government had cared for the people of Freeze City. In the distance is could catch the flares and lights of a small battle.
The young woman growled. Stupid Noble ships. The noise that escaped from the Noble ship only continued as it flew pass. A soft knock on the young woman’s door drew her attention. A familiar scent rushed through her senses.
“You can come in Hotaru.” The green-eyed woman turned to face the door, just as it opened.
A meek young girl stepped into the room, she looked no older then thirteen. A thin yet long sleeved nightgown covered her overly pale skin. A pair of beautiful violet eyes peered through the darkness at the young woman the little girl had taken to as a sister.
“Mako, I’m scared.” Hotaru whispered her gaze moved from the dark haired teen to the window the woman sat in front of.
Makoto offered the younger girl a smile before her attention fell back to the action. “It’s ok Taru. It’s nothing to be afraid of.”
The younger teen stepped closer to the taller woman. “Can I stay with you tonight?”
The brunette’s head snapped back to the younger girl, surprise evident on her face. “What?”
“Just for the night. Please?” Hotaru stared at the seventeen-year-old girl.
Makoto sighed, her gaze flicking from the small teen to the window and back again, a small smile on her lips. “Sure, why not?”
“Thanks Mako!” The violet haired teen exclaimed, her arms shooting out to wrap around the older girl.
The illusion Makoto had created melted away the moment her young friend reached out for her. Instead of the human body she had grown accustomed too sat a grand silver haired wolf. The scar prominent in both forms ran over her left eye, a reminder of what had happened twelve years before. Makoto rested her fur head on the young girls’ shoulder as Hotaru clenched onto the silver hairs on her back, golden eyes closing in contentment.
Tomoe Souichi leaned against the doorframe of the room. A small smile on his face at the sight of his girls. Happy to see Hotaru was no longer afraid of what Makoto truly was, the memory of the day they had learned the truth seemed as though it had only been the day before.
~*~
The sound of children laughter rang behind the house. Ten year old Makoto and six-year-old Hotaru ran back and forth tossing a red ball to one another. Kaori stood out with the girls, playing the part a referee. Souichi smiled as he watched the pair play with on another. It had only been four years before that he had taken Makoto into his home. Hotaru had instantly taken a liking to the older girl. Kaori treated the emerald eyed girl no differently then she treated Hotaru and he, himself, thought of the pretty brunette as a daughter. Although he had his suspicions that the young girl playing one a few feet from him was not all that she seemed.
“Papa!” Hotaru called him.
Souichi’s eye flickered to the little girl, trying so hard to match her older sister’s endurance. The violet haired girl had the red ball and was preparing to throw it back to the older girl. Hotaru tossed the ball just a little to short of Makoto, but the brown haired girl hurried and caught it with ease.
“You have to put more force into it Taru.” Makoto yelled from her end of the field. “Like this!”
The agile girl ran back a little further putting even more distance between her and her younger friend. The ball was thrown before Hotaru could prepare to catch it.
“Hotaru!”
Souichi blinked, Makoto had already made her way to the fallen six-year-old. With a shake of his head, he hurried to his daughter, reaching out a hand to touch her face.
“She’ll be fine.” He reassured the frantic looking brunette.
Makoto shook her head; “I’m so sorry Mr. Tomoe I didn’t mean to throw the ball so hard.”
Kaori coughed gently from behind, a smile of reassurance on her face. “Don’t worry Makoto. Hotaru will be up in just a few seconds.”
As soon as the words slipped from her mouth, a low groan slipped from the little girl on the ground. Souichi slipped a hand behind Hotaru’s back and helped her seat up.
“Ow, Mako.”
The brunette giggled sheepishly at her mistake. Souichi couldn’t help but watch the girl expressions. She was fighting so hard to not reach out and hug the young girl in his arms.
“I’m really sorry Taru. I’ll be more careful next time.”
“See”, Kaori smiled, her hand reaching out to touch the young girl’s shoulder. “Nothing to worry about Makoto.”
Makoto’s emerald eyes grew in distress at the approaching hand. “Wait, don’t touch me.” She stated hurriedly. Her own hand reached out to push the older woman’s hand away.
Kaori yelped in pain, quickly withdrawing her hand. The red haired woman stared down at the wounded appendage, blood seeping through three open cuts on her hand. Makoto moved back in horror, everyone’s attention focused on her.
“I...I’m sorry.” She whispered.
Souichi eyed the young girl in front of him, however before he could say anything Kaori spoke up.
“What are you?” The red haired woman nearly yelled.
A pale hand reached out and touched her shoulder; the pretty woman glanced beside her at Souichi. The professor stared calmly into her eyes.
“Kaori calm down.”
“No, Souichi. Something isn‘t right about her.” Her now cold gaze shifted to the brunette.
Makoto moved back, tears shining in her green eyes. “I’m sorry.” She cried, sobbed raked a body.
The others watched in mixed amazement and horror was the ten year old girl before them vanished, only to be replaced with a silver colored wolf. Her howls broke though the silence.
~*~
That day they had learned a new secret out the young girl and many of the previously unanswered questions had been finally answered. While Souichi treated the young wolf no different then he had before the truth was revealed Hotaru and Kaori had been a completely different story. Hotaru had been shocked, unsure of how to take the news of Makoto actually being a wolf. She’d gone out of her way to avoid the older girl and make as little contact with her unless her father or Kaori was present. As time when on the little girl grew accustomed to the fact and warmed up to the idea of having a sister and a dog to play with, although she had still been wary to touch Makoto. Kaori’s attitude towards the girl changed dramatically. The older woman acted cold and harsh, only truly speaking to Makoto when she absolutely had to.
The professor shook his head; his attention once again forced on the girls. Makoto and Hotaru stood by the window watching the man, smiles on their faces, Makoto’s illusion of an eighteen-year old girl back.
“Hi daddy.”
“Evening Souichi.”
“Girls,” He nodded, stepping deeper into the room. “It’s late.”
Hotaru bit her lower lip, “I know daddy but the noise outside...” she stopped looking back out the opened window.
Makoto’s eyes narrowed, “It’s the noble’s ship. It scared Hotaru.”
The older man nodded; “well it’s time for bed.”
The two teens nodded and Makoto closed the window with one last glare outside. Hotaru walked to her father to wish him good night. The brunette smiled as the younger teen hugged her father and kissed the man’s cheek before she stepped back and hurried back to Makoto’s bed. Souichi glanced at the green-eyed wolf and smiled. Makoto bound towards the man, knocking him down as she licked his face. Hotaru giggled from the bed and Souichi laughed. The eager wolf moved back and allowed the man to stand to his feet, Souichi wiping his glasses clean all the while. He patted the silver haired wolf’s head. She licked his palm and hurriedly jumped into the bed beside Hotaru. The thirteen-year old girl huddled close to the wolf, closing her eyes. Glasses in hand, Souichi left the girls to rest, closing the door behind him.
-X-
She didn’t know how long they’d been running; all she knew was that they were gaining. Men with the armory they used to try and take out her kind. They had tried so hard to stay hidden but their secret had gotten out after a matter of time. Someone they had trusted betrayed them.
“Kin, we have to stop and fight.” Her mother growled.
The massive silver wolf glanced behind them. “We must...”
“Protect our daughter!”
Kin stopped, Makoto stopping just seconds after watching her father curiously. “Mika...” He paused, looking down at the young pup that had gained his silver fur, the fur on her face stained red from an opened wound. Kin bowed his head and nuzzled the young pup. “Makoto hide. No matter what you hear do not come out.”
“But papa...” The little wolfs whined.
Kin growled, bearing his teeth briefly in warning. “Do as I say.”
Makoto flinched back as the tone from her father. She looked at her mother; the white wolf pushed the young pup forward.
“Go Makoto.”
With a glance at her parents, she howled sadly and hurried away, finding a boulder a good distance away to hide behind. Her ears twitched as she caught the sound of the humans.
“This way. I heard one howl.” A man yelled.
Kin growled in warning at the approaching hunters. His words still ringing in her head. She wanted to be out there helping her mother and father, instead she had to seat back and listen to everything that was going on.
Makoto listened as Kin and Mika growled, guns shots breaking through the air, a few bullets speeding past or hitting against her hiding spot. The cries of the humans were like music to her ears, the curses continued to spill as the wolves attacking, fighting for their peace.
Then all went silent. Makoto was afraid to step out and reveal herself in fear that the hunters were waiting for her to appear. She relaxed as the familiar scents of her parents filled her nose.
“Makoto...” Mika’s voice was weak.
The young pup stood still as the two wolves walked pass the boulder, neither turning to face the pup. She fought back a whine at the horrible state of her parents. Blood began to cover their lovely coats, the shine gone from their eyes as they limped forward. Wounds from bullets and knives visible.
“Come Makoto.” Kin demanded, his own voice losing some of the previous authority.
She didn’t want to speak to them; afraid she’d say something to upset them. Easily she matched their pace standing between the pair, her head lowered. A loud impact from where her mother stood drew her attention, the white haired wolf having collapsed on her side. Eyes closed as she took in shallow breaths. Kin stopped to glance at his mate, the large wolf taking a step forward to continue on only to collapse as well.
“Mama! Papa!” Makoto whined, inspecting her mother. Mika made no move to open her eyes.
“Makoto don’t forget we can change our appearance to make ourselves look like them. Your father and I won’t make it. Don’t remain as your true self for too long.” The weakened wolf warned.
“A human approaches. Makoto change.” Kin ordered softly, his head turned to look as the wolf cub created the illusion of a six-year-old human girl. Tears shone in her emerald eyes as thin arms wrapped around the now dead body of the white wolf.
-X-
Makoto sat up, frantically looking around the room. Hotaru still lied fast asleep beside her, the little girl looking even more innocent then usual. The dream again. She sighed, rubbing her face with her hand. Although she knew it wasn’t a dream, more the memory her parents’ death. She absently touched the scar of her eye.
“Knock, knock.” An all too familiar voice called from behind the closed door. Not waiting for a reply for the girl, the door opened to reveal a beautiful black haired woman, violet eyes stared into green as the woman tsk’d. “You can’t go out like that Mako. You know what it will do to our secret.” The woman smiled as the wolf changed before her eyes and laughed.
“Rei.”
End.