I wish I own sailor moon. This story is using second perspective from characters.

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Confidence isn't your issue. Superficial beauty also isn't your issue. You were born with the greatest gift one can possess. You didn't even need to sell your soul to darkness to obtain it. The gift you have now had been destined to be yours long time ago.

Beauty and charm.

Your skin is smooth that even the smoothest silk in this world will envy with you.

Your orb of eyes colored cerulean blue that even the vast sky and the wide sea are screaming to make a trade with you.

Your hair is golden, dazzling that the ray of sun will compete with you in sunny day.

Beauty.

Every syllable comes out of your mouth turns as a beautiful poem. Accompanied by alluring tone, everyone would've turned their head to you every time you speak. Astonished and completely stunned.

One word and anyone would do as you please. They will fall on their knees before you. They worship you.

They worship you not without a reason. You are Aphrodite's child after all.

Charm.

Everyone adores you in each step. None of them ever look at you with hate or anger. Everyone loves you.

The Goddess of love.

There are almost hundreds people inside the room and your eyes fixed on her figure for 10 minutes straight. You never look at one person for too long, moreover paying attention. You shift your glance when she looks back at you. But you are too slow. You have caught red handedly staring on her.

You let a relief sigh when she moves her sight off you. A relief sigh together with a bit of disappointment.

You've never seen her before around here. No, you are sure she isn't from your planet.

Because no one has ever looked at you with that kind of eyes.

Those amethyst eyes were looking at you with nothing. No adoration, no astonishment. It was just simple blank stare with no slight emotion.

You shudder. You cannot say is it excitement or fear. Either one, it's the first time you are going to experience it.

You find yourself staring again, at her. In this grand hall she's the only one who has come without companion. Her attire is surely designed not for tonight's occasion. Rather than dress, she is wearing pants and a sword is clasped around her waist, covered with a short red cloak that falls from her shoulder.

She's standing casually as if she attempts to not attract attention on herself.

You knew that she has failed on that attempt. She has attracted your attention.

You walk through sea of people who have been desperately asking you for a dance. You have learned a good lesson that the best way to refuse the stubborn ones is by ignoring them.

So you walk toward her place. You count your own steps to calm your suddenly irregular beating heart.

12 steps and you have lost the count because she looks up on your direction.

You flash a smile while your hand unconsciously clenches on the fabric around your chest.

Your smile meets those blank expressions again. That exact moment, you realize that the person before you is indeed special.

You avert your gaze to anywhere but to the pair of amethyst orbs. Perhaps you can look on her long raven hairs or you can observe her slim waist or...

Wait...

You didn't just check out her entire body that way. You blush.

"May I help you?" She asks.

You hear her voice and you attempt to smile again. 3 steps. You make a mental note for yourself. 3 steps distance between you and her.

You are a Goddess of love and you can't even take a step closer.

In addition, you need to come up with reasonable answer quickly so you don't appear like an idiot. You have to say something to counter...

"I see you come alone..."

"Yes." Her tone is flat, like her expression.

"This is a party, you should have fun." You frown with your own voice. Did you yourself just say that?

"I'm okay by myself." She states. Final and firm just like the way she is standing.

There is a pregnant pause about 1 minute. You can't come up with another topic since she just brushed you off easily. And she doesn't initiate anything is the first time... This is really the first time since you were born to witnessing someone's cold attitude on you.

"Excuse myself." She turns away.

There is a saying about how a body reacts before your mind can process it. The movement is called a reflex.

Your reflex though is apparantly stride 3 steps away and catches the end of her cloak with your right hand. The action happens under 2 seconds' sequence.

"Wait."

She turns on you, seems a bit surprised.

"You don't just look away when I am talking with you." You say it. It is the first time you are being ignored by another entity. Even the animal would be charmed by you. The feeling is just awful and you dislike it.

You are a Goddess of love and everyone would kneel before you. Do as your please.

This woman will be too.

"Okay..." She replies. She is fully facing you now, her arms fold in front of her body, waiting. "What do you want?"

You loss at words... your plan is acting high and mighty so this woman would at least afraid or getting charmed by your pheromone or something. But she is just as cold as before.

"I don't like you." You finally blurt out.

That's not necessarily true and not completely wrong either. The woman hasn't do anything wrong but you are really annoyed with her.

"I don't like you." You repeat.

She looks at you with the same expression. Calm, blank, and detached.

"Okay..." She simply shrugs.

You are really deeply annoyed until you are in verge of holding your tears. Never ever you got treatment like this. This is just... too much.

"It's not okay. I don't like you, I don't even know why."

She shakes her head, one of her hand is rubbing her temple. "Don't worry, I get that a lot."

Then you see it. You see her smile for a split second. No matter how brief, but you saw it.

She smiled and you witnessed it.

"Good luck in finding a reason of hating me, princess Minako." She bows a little and this time successfully walks away from you.

You can't chase her. You froze anyway, in your spot. You froze because one smile. Your annoyance suddenly like being washed off almost completely. However, you can't hold your tears anymore.

One drop because by short encounter of hurricane emotions you are just simply tired.

You are a Goddess of love.

And for the first time you hate someone.

This is my first attempt on Rei/Mina fic... I don't know if you like this kind of perspective. It's hard doing a perspective from someone like Minako and I hope you enjoy this.

REVIEWS, please... But I'm not a boss of you.