Wicked Design

A Romance/Angst Novel

Written by:

KawaiiPie ^^

Minna-san: I know you hate me for starting yet another fic. ::sigh:: I really tried not to start typing...BUT I COULDN'T HELP IT!! Oh gee...I'm so terrible. One day, if you and I ever meet, I'll let you kick me. :P If your name is NutMeg, then that last statement doesn't apply to you. :P :P :P

Writing is like a bad addiction for me. You think I should get some help? Do they give help for things like this? Oh...I dunno. Maybe one of these days I'll finish a fic. But believe me, I sure am trying.

Warning: This is going to be another darkfic. It could possible become a lemon and it will contain some light yuri and yaoi. If these things offend, stop reading now.

Read and enjoy! ^^

****Wicked Design, Prologue****

When I was a little girl, I used to have dreams of terrible, terrible monsters chasing me. They never seemed to tire, and maybe that's what scared me most. By the end of the nightmare, I would be sitting in a fetal position, curled into a ball. The monster would creep closer and closer to me. I watched myself cower. When I found I could transform into Sailormars, I was thrilled. It gave me a sense of strength; I felt like I could kill those monsters.

And the dreams went away.

My life was happy. I learned how to read fire. My skills grew and it wasn't long before I could control small flames. Once I scared Usagi by holding a small flame in my hand. It looked like it should burn, but I didn't feel a thing. Fire was my friend; it would not hurt me. Pyromaniac? You bet.

Meditating was always spiritually cleansing. When I found myself yelling at Usagi for a stupid reason, or picking on Ami for doing nothing, I meditated. It was sort of like Penance, a thing Catholics do. However, I am a devout Shinto, not a Catholic. My mental powers have also grown somewhat. A lot of people think that I have the power to tell what people are thinking, like a mind reader. But I cannot read minds, no matter how badly I wish I could. However, I can do the next best thing...

When a person lies, their brainwaves change. They become slightly nervous. They might be able to hide it from the naked eye, but not from me. That small change, that little nervousness, sounds in my brain like an alarm. BAM. We've got ourselves a liar here. This happens with every emotion- grief, happiness, arousal. I can sense it all, and from that, I can inference what the person is thinking. Sometimes I'm off, but most often I'm pretty accurate.

I have a terrible habit of staring. I believe that's another reason why people think I can read minds. I stare at people. Mako-chan has gotten annoyed with me plenty of times, saying, "You're reading my mind again, aren't you?" I always laugh. I like to stare at people. Not because they have anything on their faces, but because I am fascinated with human beings. Every person is truly beautiful to me. Noses, eyes, mouths- everything intrigues me...

Life was becoming dull. As Sailor senshi, we did not age. Life became monotonous. When I first realized I would have eternal life, I was excited. I could be a teenager forever! I was on of nine lucky girls that got a drink from the fucking fountain of youth. A person would think that the future would be exciting. It isn't. Time passes by so slowly when you're immortal. One thing I've learned: People become stronger with time, and strength brings war.

War...It was so cold-blooded, yet I was forced to participate in so many.

After the scouts and I defeated Mistress 9, things cooled down. The outer senshi disappeared somewhere and the rest of us got on with our normal lives. The need to transform went away, and sometimes I found myself forgetting those magical words that I had to say in order to become Sailormars.

And it was because of this that the dreams returned. However, this time, they took a slightly different note.

Again, large monsters came. The first night, I was in a fetal position, curled up on a concrete floor and the monster creeped towards me. I woke up, drenched in sweat. Nothing I had learned in the art of dream-reading could make sense of it. In the dream, I was a little girl again. The second night, however, I was in the fetal position, and warm caring hands were laid on me.

Like a movie, a scene flashed before me.

****Rei's Dream****

"Hello," a handsome man said, "What's your name?"

The waitress hesitated before asking. Is this another guy trying to pick me up?

"My name is Loreine Miako," she answered flatly, "May I take your order?"

"But don't you want to know my name?" he asked, "It's Jayce. My name is Jayce Summers."

Loreine held out a hand. "Pleased to meet you, Jayce Summers. Now what would you like to drink?"

****|:|****

That new little bit of my dream had thorougly puzzled me. I couldn't understand a bit, however that woman was so strangely familiar. Something in the deep dark recesses of my mind told me I knew the woman. Another part screamed, "Forget the dream!" But I couldn't...It haunted me, even during the day. My friends began to wonder about the dark rings forming around my eyes.

I was scared. But dare I confide in someone? Surely they would understand...No, my pride wouldn't let me. I was Rei Hino, hot tempered vixen that had everything under control...Right? Suddenly I wasn't so in control. I was beginning to lose composure. I still wonder how I managed to keep a mask for my friends. I didn't want them to see me hurt. I didn't want them to see me afraid.

The world kept on turning, and the calendar changed. A new world leader arose...Relena Peacecraft, that's her. She was a beautiful woman, young and charming. Her five famous pilots had things under control- I thought I would be able to live through one century without having to fight in a war. How little I knew then...

The dreams kept coming. Monsters. They were so...corny! Yet they terrified me like nothing else. The small, childish part of me took over and I would cry. But there was a new ending to my nightmare. Those same, warm, caring hands would take their place on my shoulder. They would shake me...And I would wake.

The day Ami talked me into going with her to computer club was a special one for me. It's where my love story, the one I shall tell me kids, begins.

But before I begin, I have to tell you that the dream took a startling new turn, as if destiny wanted to prepare me. Instead of waking up like I usually do after those safe hands shook me, I looked up.

I looked up into deep, Prussian blue eyes.

****END****

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Important: This fic isn't all going to be from Rei's POV. I just like her a whole lot. I figured she would be a good start. You probably know who Rei's going to be paired up with and I'm pretty sure you'll be able to guess the others by the time the next chapter comes out.