Sailor Moon Masterlist
About the girl
Silver Millenium Threads
# Mun is freaking out bc she loves Grimes
# Queen Beryl
# I had to make this post
# claire boucher
Closing the door slowly, Jadeite remained silent for a moment, letting her look around and speak. Taking a shallow breath, he nodded and tried a faint smile.
"You didn’t interrupt; Kousagi went to bed a couple of hours ago, so it’s been rather quiet. And yes. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that Nariaki talked to you?"
There was a faint wince, a flash of pain in Jadeite’s eyes at the mention of the other man, but otherwise he was composed and calm. He took a seat at a chair and motioned for Beryl to take one as well, nodding to himself.
"What exactly do you want to say?" He was betting she had questions. Concerns. He couldn’t even begin to wonder what Nariaki had said.
Beryl nodded gently. ”Indeed, he did.” She said as she walked to the chair Jadeite offered, folding her hands on her lap.
”There isn’t much for me to say…” She started saying, since it was true. She wasn’t exactly sure why she had visited him like that but something wasn’t right. ” I understand this isn’t my business, Jadeite. But I’m concerned. I’m not taking sides here and I’m sure you had your reasons, that’s not what I’m here for…
I’m not completely sure why I’m here, I have to confess. But I need to know you are alright.” She had so much to ask, but she knew he wouldn’t tell her. ” He said you you took Kousagi and the dog, and you simply left. I’m sure you had your reasons, you wouldn’t do something like that without a motive. I’m sorry, but I’m worried…”
It was full dark when Jadeite sent the final text, the clock having struck ten o’clock sometime ago. Kousagi was deeply asleep and enjoying her dreams and Apollo was napping on her floor.
The apartment, despite not being as spacious as their old home, was good. It had been decorated carefully so that it had a feeling of elegant simplicity - not Jadeite’s usual style, but it fit with the comfortable feeling of the apartment building and it’s area. The furniture was all shades of deep brown or cherry wood, and the couches were large enough for company and comfortable, brand things that would last a while. The air was still spiced from dinner, and from the mint plants he’d moved inside. The kitchen had a number of lovely little plants that from his garden and the balcony outside was covered in still more of them.
It took perhaps twenty minutes for Beryl to arrive, long enough that Jadeite had had plenty of time to quietly panic and then calm down and gather himself.
He was expecting the knock on the door, and opened it quickly. “Welcome,” he greeted her quietly, stepping aside to allow Beryl entrance.
After the girls and Beryl had dinner, she told them she had to leave for a while. She asked CereCere to take care of the house and send the girls to bed early. Then she called a cab and she soon arrived to Jadeite’s new place.
What she was going to talk about him exactly, she didn’t know. But the whole situation with Nariaki worried her, and she knew it wasn’t her business but something wasn’t right. From Nariaki had said, Beryl couldn’t believe Jadeite would do something like that. There had to be something else there.
She knocked on the door and without waiting for too long, Jadeite opened the door. ”Thank you.” Beryl said with a smile as she walked in, looking around at the place. The place was very nice, smaller and it was decorated differently, but it smelled really good and it still had Jadeite’s style.
”I’m sorry to bother you so late.” She started to say. ”Hopefully I didn’t interrupt anything but I’m worried… And you must know why.”
[Text:] Is that an invitation?
There was silence for several moments before Jadeite responded.
[text:] If you want it to be.
[Text:] I’ll take that as a yes. I need you to talk to you.
# Your shadow's always right by my side
Nariaki sat down again. Yes, he still bowed to her. She still was powerful, and he wasn’t, and she still could hurt him. That she said she wouldn’t to that any more didn’t really reassure him. If there was one thing he knew, then that anyone could lash out any time.
But it was weird. The one he had trusted to look out for him had turned against him, and the one who could easily be expected to overpower and break him was the one who protected and wanted to help him. He didn’t like it one bit.
He should have been happy about how quickly she helped him and how she didn’t even ask him a ton of questions. It was a great relief. No doubt. But happy? He was here because he didn’t think he owed Beryl anything in return, and that included happiness.
His mother had helped him put up a realistic estimation of what he’d need to ask for, and he pulled the envelope that held the figures out of his pocket and put it on the table.
"Thank you, sensei, also in the name of my mother. I’ve got an overview here, you can have a look at what it is I need and how it sums up."
And then there was the question about his well-being. That should have in the best case terrified him, in the worst make him break down in tears. But fortunately, there was still his long-time companion, anger.
"Sensei, I’ll never be alright. I wasn’t alright before I met him and I won’t be now. That it looked for a while that I could be should have fooled no one. Not being alright has been my life for years, and it’s going to be my life for years to come.
Kousagi? He wouldn’t leave the child to me, not even while he was still there.”
In hindsight, he should probably have been more suspicious about Jadeite picking huge fights every time Nariaki disagreed with him on how to raise a girl. It didn’t just sting that he had mostly lost that fight, but also that it had been necessary in the first place to fight for his view to be taken serious.
"No. took the kid, took the dog. took whatever he wanted and walked out of the door."
But then it dawned on him what she meant, why she had apologized. She didn’t think he’d make it. She didn’t think he was capable of taking care of himself. She was another one of those who kept telling him that he was just a teenage dumbass and shouldn’t be allowed anywhere on his own.
He looked around, in this room that was so tastefully furnitured, so comfortable and squeaky clean. Quite some effort had been put into it, it mirrored a fulfilled, happy life, a place of beauty and recreation and High Standards. He felt completely out of place and would never have a room like this, nor want one.
One look made clear that he’d never meet Beryl-sama’s standards of taking care of a house, that much was for certain, and he was pretty certain he’d never meet her standards of taking care of one’s health either.
"If you think I won’t make it, you shouldn’t support me," he said coldly, reminding himself not to snap at her and keep his voice down. "But I’m not a spoilt kid who can’t take care of himself. I wasn’t the child in the house, I was the grownup. That was the whole point of me moving in there. Being able to take over the house, the garden, the animals and Jadeite himself when Jadeite was sick, and I’ve been taking care of it all more than once, and I did my best."
And I loved it, resonated somewhere deep in the back of his mind, far enough to bounce off his anger, but he had no doubt Beryl-sama had heard it in his words. He made an unwilling movement of his head.
"I’ll get by. I have Setsuna. No, my health won’t be stellar, my grades won’t be stellar, my mood won’t be stellar, the house won’t win an Olympic gold medal in housekeeping. One year from now, neither the house nor me might still be standing. I can’t make promises. I just don’t want this part of my life to come crashing down on me right now."
Beryl placed her cup on the table to pick up the envelope. She opened and quickly glanced at the numbers. She was surprise since she had expected a bigger figure. ”It won’t be an issue.” She said as she placed the envelope on the table again. Money wasn’t an issue for her, she could take care of her own house, the girls and Nariaki’s place and still live a luxurious life. Maybe there would be less shopping from now on, but it wouldn’t change things. ”Tell your mother she shouldn’t worry about money, I’ll take care of this and long as you need me to.” She stood up and walked to the other side of her room, where her bag was. Walking back to the couch, she opened it and took out her check book and a black pen. She wrote down some things and then, added a couple of zeros to the figure Nariaki had asked for. Without saying a word, she handed it to him.
”I know that, and that’s exactly why I worry.” She said leaning back with a deep sigh. ” I know you aren’t alright now, or that you won’t be in the future.” Beryl couldn’t believe Jadeite had left like that, it didn’t seem like him. Or maybe it was and she just didn’t know him all that well. She had to talk to him.
She noticed the way he looked around the living room but at his words she frowned, unpleased. ”I never said such thing, Nariaki.” She said, sounding somehow annoyed. ” I know you can take care of yourself and the house, I never said you wouldn’t make it. Do you think I would have given you that check just like that if I think you would fail? I know what you are smart and capable, so please, stop acting as if every word I say is an offense towards you. I worry about you because I care, whether you like it or not. I worry because there are things that are out of our control.
You are hurt, I understand that.” Beryl spoke with a softer voice now. ” And I have no doubts you’ll be able to get through this, you’ll need help but you have people willing to help you. I’m offering you my help, not just with the money. I don’t want you to promise me anything, I just want you to take care of yourself.”