Of Blue Water, And Green Lightning

by Yuki Suichi

romance, love, danger... the senshi face their toughest opponent yet, but will they be able to cope with the loss of one of their members, and what of some of the new romance sparking? rated for sexual discription. yuri paring's. [This story is in Limbo.]

1. the begining

Of Blue Water, And Green Lightning.

-An Ami/Makoto love story-

By. WaMat DeBly

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon does NOT belong to me, It belongs to it's org. creator... me, I'm just a lowly fan who like's the paring of Ami-chan and Makoto-chan... hehe. Oh yeah... I make no profit from this.

WARNING, THIS FANFICTION CONTAINS GRAPHIC YURI-NESS/SHOUJO-AI CONTENT... READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED... I recommend 16 up at least.

Blue hair, I couldn't get it out of my mind, her beautiful blue hair... I shook my head softly, a small little thought running though it as I shook it. Definitely better than your old sempai ne? I smiled at the thought, reaching over on my bed to grab the light blue pillow she'd given me, clutching it to my chest I closed my eyes, just wishing it was her in my arm's, and not the pillow... that one small wish, I'd like to think anyway, Is what started everything.

I sat my reading glasses aside, closing the book of poetry she'd given me, a light blush spreading across my cheeks as I thought about her again. Id come to realize it was hopeless for me not to think of her, those brown tresses, and green eyes, she was a goddess... but I knew I could never hold a candle to her 'old sempai.' I sighed a little as the blue satin sheets of my bed covered my body, I found myself wishing it was her hands, or perhaps even her hair on my skin, and not the sheets.

Blushing deeply now I tried to shake the thoughts, 'Ami, you're not supposed to think like this, this is more like Minako, not you...' however images of the one who possessed my heart would not cease, perhaps it was for the better, seeing as how I'd made up my mind, she'd have to know my true feeling's by now, the pillow, which she knew was my fav, all the little touches I'd stolen during the study sessions... or mabie I'm wrong, mabie she's not like me.

I blinked, streaching out under the green sheets of my bed, turning a bit to avert my eyes from the rising sun, I smiled to myself, the warmth of the dream was slowly fading, I realized then that I was still clutching the pillow, Mabie I should tell her, I mean, it couldn't be that hard... could it?