Disclaimer: Sailor Moon characters inside this fic aren't mine.

First Encounter

It begun in Kyoto, Gion to be precisely, when her father introduced her to an owner of an old okiya.

Okiya is the boarding house a maiko or geisha lives in during the length of her contract. The boarding house normally pays all expenses, including kimono and training. There may be more than one geisha or maiko living in an okiya at any given point in time.

Gion is a district in Kyoto, famous for its geisha, an amazing spot that contain a very thick culture of Japan. For many streets in there, there is one street that attracted most people. It was Hanamikoji Street. Known for the best geisha women in evening party. Hanamikoji was full of okiya.

"Gei" means arts or performance in Japanese. "Sha" mean people. Geisha are professional hostesses who entertain guests through various performing arts. Geisha girls and women are not ordinary hostesses and are not prostitutes. Geisha girls and women are trained in a number of traditional skills; Japanese ancient dance, singing, playing instruments (a three stringed instrument called shamisen is an essential instrument), flower arrangement, wearing kimono, tea ceremony, calligraphy, conversation, alcohol serving manners, and more. Geisha girls and women are talented Japanese women who patiently go through extensive training. Maiko is a geisha apprentice.

At that time, the streets were still dusty. Roofs had curves at the tip of it and all had the same color, black. People were more to using lampions instead of lamps attached in their houses. Busy people were walking in the road. Houses were inch away from each other and every house had trees on their garden. Not like in Europe, where people were using horse drawn or chaise to traveling, Japanese people were using pedicab (Kind of horse drawn but using human to move it.). And there was still a few cars being used. Usually only rich people using cars.

Among the crowded streets where people was still using kimono and hakama for everyday clothes, there she was, standing with her father on her left side.

Young Aino Minako had golden blonde hair and blue bright eyes, which was not common in Japan. She was too busy thinking why her father took her there to realized that people around her turning their heads to watch this uniqueness when they see a 9 years old girl bouncing on the dusty path, dangling on her fathers right arm.

Her father was a success businessman. He owned a fabric industry. When he was 22, he was married with a beautiful European young woman, Minako's mother. First met, he only thought that she had this persona of beauty and strong will person that resulted a bond within the two. Marriage. At the age of 24, Minako was born.

The little newborn baby inherited all her mother's beauty.

He was rich, had a devoted wife, and a lovely daughter. Everyday was a new day for him to explore, to give a new presents to his family, simply to enjoy life. He had everything that a man wants. He couldn't be happier than ever in his life.

He was used to be happy.

Now his beloved wife was long gone. After long suffering from her illness she left old Aino with their love seed. He dropped down and lost all his passion to keep living, his fabric industry was long bankrupt because of his carelessness. He stuck up being a heavy drunker, but still taking care of his children. Day by day Minako grew up, she more becoming like her mother, this scared him. Financial problems started to bother him at one point. He was missing his wife so much, and couldn't stop starring at Minako. Eventually, he couldn't bear to see his children resembling his lost wife.

So after contemplated in a quite some time, he decided that it was the best for him to let go of his only child.

They stopped in front of a big house. It looked a liitle bit dirty and the grass wasn't cut properly. Minako looked up to her father with questioning eyes, wondering why they stopped and why was her father looked so sad. Those brown eyes were stormy not like when her mother was around. His shoulder bent a bit, like he had a big burden that he must carried all the time.

He went to his knees, and for the first time young Minako saw her father cry.

"I'm sorry Minako, but I have to do this." Her father bit his lower lip, and stroke gently Minako's hair.

"Do what Otou san?" the blonde little girl titled her head to her side, both of her hands was busy stroking back her father's hair.

He didn't answer. He just hugged her tight. One last hug that Minako couldn't forget for the rest of her own life. Once she was old enough, she was understand, that day, her father sold her to an okiya. To be a geisha.

-rm-

"Ojou sama!" A girl in the age of 14 took a quick steps as she approached her mistress. But the one who been called, didn't look at her, she just simply walking with haste, her chin was up in arrogant manner, and she pretended like she didn't hear the girl. The girl sighed in desperation. Her mistress could be too persistent sometimes.

"Ojou sama!" Again she called. It was already evening in Gion, and it's near winter, her 'ojou Sama' didn't wear any coat, and her kimono was too thin to provide some warmth for her body. Houses glowed in yellow, illuminating from the lampions. Geisha and Maiko was starting to filled the road. Some was chatting, some walking, they were about to go to some banquet private party, or maybe some other okiya to hostess.

She was ducking people around, trying to catch up with her ojou Sama. Finally the one she has been calling since dawn stopped walking.

"Ojou Sama," She breathed heavily. "Hino san should be okay, it must be cold for you without any coat, please go home." The girl almost pleaded.

With a killing look a raven-haired girl, the one who had been called ojou Sama, starred at her.

"And leave that idiot drunk till he can't move?" The one she was referred to was her father. A famous aristocrats these days. Her Ojou Sama was his only daughter.

After her mother died she had been spending her day in the shrine. Hikawa temple. The shrine that had been given from generation to generation on Hino's family. Later on she inherited the shrine, because her father left it to her care, and chose to collect and hunt kimonos all over Japan. When she was 17, which is now, she decided to live in the shrine. Her father lives in the other part of Kyoto, but often visits Gion to seek some 'relaxation.' That was what he says.

Hino Rei, the daughter of Hino the aristocrats was a priestess.

Although Gion was famous because of its geisha, but okiya usually located near a shrine. Hikawa shrine was one of the biggest shrine all over Gion, with many okiya in its surroundings.

"No, of course not. I shall send someone to pick Hino san up later, please ojou Sama, go home." She pleaded, putting a thick fur coat to her shoulder.

"Now, I have the coat you don't have any reason to hold me back. You go home, I'll find him." She declared and leave the smaller girl alone in the road.

"Ojou sama?!" She called for the last time, watching her back slowly blended with other people in the road.

There, under the illuminated lights of red lampions, she found her father. It was a big inn. Always rented for some private banquet parties like this one. Aristocrats, politicians, militarist, success businessmen, Gion was quite full for rich men lurking around. She knew she wasn't suppose to be in here. Her father would hit her if he saw here, which he wouldn't do because he usually was too drunk to recognize her. It was the 7th time of the week, her father visits Gion and always ended up with nasty headache in the morning. It would disturb her chores on the shrines. She was through with it. Today she was going to brought her father before he was too drunk.

She slide the door, and entered the inn without permission. The owner of the inn, Kotori San, made a shock gasp when she saw her. Female family member wasn't normally attended the party. Women do chores on house, and men do business.

"Hino Sama, what are you doing here?"

Sure everyone who knows her refers her as Hino "Sama" because of her status as a high priestess.

"I'm taking my father home." She said coldly, searching the particular room where the banquet party was held.

"Wait, Hino sama!" Kotori San called desperately, but she had already gone. She went into the room, luckily no one saw her because she was entering the room from the back door, and a young maiko was about to perform a dance so they attention was fully fixed by the maiko.

She approached her father, knowing that her father was a heavy drinker, and probably had been drunk before she could reach the door she spotted him as soon as she stepped to the room. Her father wore a suit, black suit in western style, sitting in the corner of the room, and yes, his face was already red.

"Father!" She hissed to his ear.

"Whaaat? The best part doesn't even start yeet." He patted the seat beside him.

"Minako is going to perform." He chuckled and hiccupped.

He had clearly been drunk. His mouth had this smell of alcohol. She sighed. Before she could do anything the light of the room went dim. People started applauding. Rei sat on the tatami floor, right beside his father and the other men and geishas.

A young woman went to the room. Quick steps, those feet were wearing a pair of white socks. The light was too dim, she had to narrow her eyes to see the particular maiko her father talk about just recently.

At first she couldn't see her face. Because the maiko hid her face behind the fan. She held the fan, two fans in front of her face, then with gentle first tone of the shamisen the fans parted, revealing the face.

A burst of unknown feeling filled her heart. A young girl, Aino Minako had blossomed to a young maiko. Minako had a golden blonde hair, wore up in decorated hairpins and silver comb. Flower dangling on her hair. Never she saw such a rare beauty like that. Framed her white face perfectly. Rei dragged her eyes from the Maiko's hair to her lips. Her lips were deep red, wet, and opened just a bit, making it even more sensual to watch at. Her back part of kimono revealing a quiet space of her shoulder and bare back, the thin curves from the crook of her neck to her shoulder pictures the rest of her body in her viewer wildest imagination. It was bare, white creamy skin, begging, inviting to be touched. Her neck was long, and bare, without anything to cover it up and no necklace, just bare, leaving eyes to enjoy it.

The heir of Hino, was watching her moving, playing with the fan in the air in gentle gestures. The music provided from the shamisen match perfectly with her move. Her kimono, was red blood with golden flowers in the long sleeve, almost touch the ground, even when she held her arms up. And grass filled the upper chest part, as well as the sun, mountain, and blue colored indicated the sky. It was a beautiful kimono being wore by a stunning girl. She just took a glimpse of her wrist, a bit of her white delicate hands, but it took so much for the young priestess to didn't let herself went mad.

Her collarbone was shown, a little bit of cleavages tempting for every looker. She never seen such a smooth skin, so much well taken care skin. It was her charm that flooded within the room, made everyone drunk at her sight, demanded to have more attentions as she started to circle the room. Creating a hallucination as she swaying her body and playing with her fans.

Now the young priestess was on the edge of her calm attitude, knowing fully that if she stayed there for a little longer she might had drooled like an Idiot. Just like everyone in the room.

Just a brief contact of eye, oh how she was so wrong to dared the Maiko to see her eyes. They were blue, deep bright, rich of seduction. She felt her, dominating the room, teasing, approaching. And her eyes couldn't let go. She locked inside. Trapped.

-rm-

Minako knew she looked so intimidating for the other Maiko in the room, even full bloom Geisha were looking at her in awe. Both men and women would kneel in her feet. Minako's father knew it when he sold her to the okiya. When she entered the room, most of the people turning their heads to see her. Except for one.

Who is she?

The dim light made it hard to see. She didn't look like a maiko, because she didn't use any white make up on her face, her hair wore up only in the simple bun. Maybe she was a senior geisha, but no, she never saw her before. Geisha and Maiko generally know each other. The one she had been watching about sat beside the handsome old aristocrat, but Minako's attention was only for the rude onlooker.

She sat on noble manners. Looking straight and slightly looked like she was irritated by something. Her jaw line tightened when she poked slightly to her seat companion. Minako kept stealing glances behind her fan, curious to see more. Then the light brightened, she made a small squeal when she was her intense gaze stabbed her. Her eyes. Amethyst eyes. Not like the other Japanese girl at that time. They were fierce. Determined.

She was beautiful, in her own unique aura. It was spreading and contaminating her thoughts in such speed. Men never gave her such raging hormones like she was doing to her. It was her exotic beauty, the way she starred at Minako, making her feel like the raven-haired girl was groping her. Thank Kami she learned how to be elegant in years so she knew how to maintain her attitude.

Just when it was the part of the dancing she had to stand in font of the stranger, she wanted to take full advantage, she bent low, knowing that her chest was visible to the owner of amethyst eyes. Those eyes looked widened just a bit, and calmed again. A slight of disappointment crept underneath, but Minako held her pride and continuing her dance.

She would get her later.

Applause exploded in the room after the dance was over. The raven-haired girl breathing heavily, she unconsciously held her breath that time. It was a shame. She was a maiden, priestess. How could she lose her dignity only in a single glimpse of the blonde Maiko?

"Ha Rei, you should look at yourself." Her father loud voice cleared her mind. Silently she cursed and brought her hands to her father shoulder.

"We should go Otou San, you drink enough." People hadn't recognize her as Hino's daughter, and she didn't want to risk anything by staying a while longer. Her heart pace was fast enough to made her felt a little panic.

"Don't be so hurry, stay a little bit longer." A melodic voice danced in Rei's ears. She knew who was the owner without looking.

Someone brushed over her right side. Minako sat down besides her, giggling as she saw the irritated look on Rei's face. In other point Hino San look very happy as she poured more sake to his cup. She took the kettle and bent, accidentally pressed her body to Rei, who almost blushed but somehow maintain her boiling blood down. She swore she could hear hissed sounds when their body came in contact.

"Ara, I'm really sorry.. hmm.." Minako didn't know her name. Rei still half in trance, her ears perked up when she heard Minako rolled her tongue sensually as she said "ara", but then quickly came back to real world when she saw the blonde smiled knowingly. She introduced herself as a part of polite manner. "Hino Rei." The young priestess bowed. "Minako." The blonde bowed back.

Now geisha at that time didn't have any last name, so they were only using their first name.

Hino, that was the aristocrat's name. Minako mentally touched her own chin, indicating that she was thinking. So she assumed that this Hino girl was that Hino's daughter. She mentally pointed to Rei then to the drunken man

This was really getting Rei nowhere. Minako looked so dangerous with those glowing eyes, it was she had some ulterior motive or something. She had to get out. Her mind alerted her to not getting too close to the Maiko. Somehow the blonde made her knees weak, not that she didn't like it, but she wasn't supposed to like it!

"I'm sorry but we should really get going." Rei bowed again, this time she didn't wait for answer. She brought her father up, supporting his body with her shoulder and walk away. Leaving the young maiko with loud chatter of party behind.

Somehow deep down inside both girls hearts, they knew it was only their first encounter, knew they would meet again, knew that the other one was something special.

Author's note:

Okay, I edited it a bit. Maybe there are still some errors, please bear with me.

I put a little more explanation for those who doesn't know about geisha and things related to it.

I did a little research to write this. But I'm not satisfied, and I'm a really lazy person. Writer's block come, even when I'm typing this up. If you find any error, or want to give some advise, suggestions, feel free to review, or email me. And oh yeah, please don't flame me.

Rei and Minako are both 17 in this story.

Later chapters contains mild languange, nudiry, and involved (cough) love making (cough).

I'm currently creating ideas inside my mind. Until then, bye!