Sorry for the re-upload, but I decided to put all of these little drabbles together!

Note: nothing in the Sailor Moon verse belongs to me- if it did, I'd be much more aquainted with the live action models! lol

"Motoki-kun

"Motoki-kun?" Makoto called as she stepped through the sliding doors of the karaoke lounge. She was more than a bit worried about him. The decision to sell this place had been hard on him. It wasn't much easier on her, to be honest.
Knowing that this place would soon belong to someone else, that she and her friends might never gather here again was a truly painful feeling.

Choosing to leave off searching for her boyfriend for the moment, Makoto moved slowly to the door to the senshi's headquarters. She opened it and stood at the landing, surveying the large room. They'd need to pack up soon, she noted. Now, though, it still looked as if the girls had merely stepped out and would return momentarily.

There was a pile of Ami-chan's textbooks stacked neatly on the table. Usagi-chan had left her jacket here again; Makoto would have to remind her to get it next time she showed up. Minako-chan (or perhaps Rei-chan) had left a small makeup compact on the arm of the sofa. Makoto herself was responsible for the box of cookies on the counter.

She descended the stairs and took out a cookie to nibble on. Suddenly, she sad down heavily on the stage steps, cookie forgotten in her hands.

"It's just too much..." She gave in, and dropping the cookie, buried her face in her hands. Everyone was leaving; there was no stopping it. Ami-chan would go off to America; Rei-chan had plans to head into the mountains to continue her training as a miko; Minako-chan had already left on tour. Even Usagi-chan came around less and less, most of her time being taken up with Mamoru. Makoto knew that it was simply life going on, but it was so hard to be brave sometimes.

"Mako-chan?" She looked up to see Motoki-kun hovering uncertainly in the doorway. He now knew of the room's existence, of course. With Metallia and Beryl gone, there hadn't been much reason to keep it a secret. Even so, he'd never actually ventured inside, choosing not to breach the girls' sanctum, as it were. Now, though, with Makoto fighting tears before him, he hurried down the stairs and across the room to gather her into his arms.

To both their surprise, she let him.