Hey guys! Happy belated Easter!! A time for renewal…perhaps that's why I wrote this? Could be! I'm still determined to finish my Sailor Series! For those who don't know, I told myself years ago as a diehard Sailor Moon fan, I would write a story for each of the inner scouts! I love the outers too but I know more about the inner ones. Heh yeah. So this is potential #4!!!

Anyway, I'm testing the waters with this one. I know most people write Makoto/Motoki or Lita/Andrew fics (I support dub, so either names are fine with me), but I haven't seen a Ken fic yet. So far he only appeared in "A Knight to Remember" in the NA dub. After that he's gone but we know the song "Rainy Day Man" is for him, so I decided to show him some love & write a short narrative from his POV. One good thing is because he's not a developed character, I can mess with him! This is a K+ rated story for right now. I'm being safe because I use a strong curse word. If things change, it'll be noted in future

Disclaimer: If I actually owned this franchise, it would have its own 24/7 channel. Being that it's not on anymore, I guess you know I don't own it. XD!

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It's happened again. Why is it that every bastard she comes across has to hurt her?! Don't they see what they're missing? What they're giving up? Makoto deserves so much better. It's almost as if she was destined for tragedy, first to lose her parents & get bounced around from home to home until she had a judge declare her legally emancipated. It's almost too much to hear let alone bear.

It's raining. It always seems to on cue whenever she breaks up with someone. That's probably why she calls me her Rainy Day Man. I'm always there to protect her from the storm. The emotion storms she has to go through. Like clockwork I wait. I know he's not the one. Makoto calls me in tears and I drop everything to come over and hold her. All because some BOY has hurt her again. At times it's frustrating because…because I love her.

How can I say that though? We have such a deep, unwavering friendship that if I tell her and she doesn't feel the same, I may lose what little of her I have. Looking down at her now, we fell asleep on her couch after her rant about what happened on the beach today. That's one reason I'm glad she lives alone. No awkward parent moments…she's so beautiful even in her sorrow. Makoto's always been tomboyish but she has a figure that would depress the most graceful of ballerinas! Long model legs, slender toned arms, a flat stomach, all covered with creamy skin that flushes easily. I must admit sometimes I say things just to see her reaction. Her expressive eyes always draw me in even more than the last time. I always end up brushing her curly hair out her eyes so I can see them…just as a friend of course.

When the Minotaur attacked and I was hurt, she donated the essence of herself to save me. She calls it nothing but to me it was everything. Since that day, my feelings have been solidified and I vowed to let her know before it was too late. Coming towards the end of our carefree days and adulthood, I wonder if now is right and if she'll trust me enough. I bet she thinks everyman is the same but I'm not everyman. I'm hers, always have been. Makoto's Rainy Day Man….Her man. Instead of holding the umbrella for her in the rain, I'd rather let it pour & embrace her, letting each drop get the privilege of feeling her knowing I had it all.

Looking out her balcony doors I can see the dark grey clouds going beyond my vision letting it drench the city streets. It's relaxing to lay here and hear it, but the reason behind it burns more than those waters can ever soothe. Why cant it ever rain on a good day…or maybe it is one? Would now be a good time to heal her wounds or would I look like a leech trying to latch onto her at the weakest moment?

I feel a stir on my chest and look down to see Makoto's eyes blink sleepily with a small grin. She always looks so cute waking up from a restful nap…I wonder if I ever mentioned that to her. Watching her sit up and look me over suddenly made me nervous. Did I say something out loud? Could the look my face be a dead giveaway? Does she feel the exact same way?...

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HAAHAHAH!! Yes I left it at a cliffhanger on purpose. I meant this to be short but if I keep at it, I'll give what I may be planning away. This is a short narrative for right now but it may turn into a mini-series if people like the idea or I get some juicy thoughts. I left it vague on the time so I can better develop it & let others get a better feel without trying to remember dates & people. So let me know what you guys think! I accept all forms of criticism except useless flames. Flames are only good for the barbeque pit! ;)