A/N: This story is made by my sister, but I (the owner of this account) am the one writing it down. Funny, she's actually better in English than I am, but doesn't have the patience to write something like that.

A different approach

"Here's your room. Pretty easy to remember, right?" Yukari gave her standard, but slightly different speech. Minako only nodded while yawning. She wasn't tired because of the late hour. She was just tired of seeing this. Luckily she wasn't crazy anymore. THAT had been some weird years.

"Oh well here's your key. Don't lose it or you won't hear the last of it." Again she only nodded and opened the door and stepped inside. Before she could fully close it, Yukari interrupted her.

"Hey...on your way here, was everything alright?" the pink girl asked.

This is the bazillions time I experience that night.

I know everything about the dark hour and Tartarus.

I know how to stop the dark hour.

I...didn't...

"Yeah, everything fine." Minako sounded a bit like Aigis. Before Yukari could retort, Minako slammed the door shut and locked herself up. She threw her bag in a corner of her room and buried her face inside the pillow.

"This has to work...please."

XIII

Living forever? Where's the fun in that?

XIII

Minako woke up fairly early for the time she was supposed to wake up. Her drilled body didn't complain as she stood up and got ready for the day. Looking in the mirror her reflection showed a tired, miserable girl, ready to do anything to achieve her goal.

"There's no need to put on a mask this time." she told her reflection. In all the millennia, which could be hardly called exaggerating, Minako forgot about a lot of things. The human brain wasn't a supercomputer that could store every teeny little bit of information and there's a reason for that. But that reason was irrelevant.

Minako forgot a lot of things. Her first kiss, her old friends from other places, did she even had any? A look at her cell phone confirmed it. What do they look like?

The only reason she remembered how her parents looked like was because she had some photos of them.

She didn't remember how the last town looked like she was in before returning to her hometown. Strange, considering she had been there just yesterday.

To sum it up, over the countless time loops Minako experienced she completely forgot her old life, with the exception of one thing: her original personality. Which she would use from now on out. Enough with the lies, she made friends even without pretending to feel what the others went through. Did she just pretend? After all, all that counted were some numbers.

She didn't remember.

She exited her room, trying to get those thoughts out of her mind. Ignoring the 'script' as she tent to call it these days, she walked out of the dorm while Yukari was still busy changing. Yukari was the most cliché girl Minako ever met. She would if she would hang out in facebook with every free minute of her life. But for that her dad needed to be alive.

The air was cool and fresh and yet again it was a nice sunny day. By now Minako preferred the few times were it would rain because it was NOT CANON.

But in order to make things not canon, you need to be not canon. Instead of answering Yukari yesterday, she slammed the door shut. Instead waiting for said girl, Minako walked on her own accord to school. Would Yukari break into her room again? Maybe this time she should press some charges, just for the fun of it?

Moving on, instead of trying to get some answers out of Mitsuru, Minako had been in a bad mood and just wanted to sleep. Forever. Without waking up. LIKE IT SHOULD BE!

And finally instead-

"Ow!"

"Sorry, wasn't looking." The boy replied and helped her up. She identified him just by hearing his voice. Tartarus, by now she was good enough to identify people by a handshake. This was Kenji, the alternative magician social link and ramen lover extraordinaire.

"No it was my fault." Minako replied. "I need to go. See you later." she called him as she was already behind him. When you're forced to make friends over a few millennia, would you want to still socialize when you're free from it?

Minako arrived at school without any further incident. She wasn't even listening to her mp3, since there was nothing she didn't already hear over 10000 times. Beethoven. In all the times she never had anything from Beethoven on her mp3. Well, now she knew what she would download from youtube, if the side had those things. If not there were always other illegal sides. Or should she do it the legal way? She had the money after all.

The school grounds were almost empty, no surprise since it was pretty early. However Minako did make out Fuuka. No surprise there, bullies didn't arrive so early. Minako remembered the time she got Fuuka into fighting back and accidently changed her Arcana. Not reversing it, completely changing it from Priestess to Devil. You can guess that the following decades Minako spent on experimenting with changing her friends' Arcanums with unexpected results.

Minako knocked at the door of the faculty office. After 29 seconds of waiting, Ekoda opened the door. "Yes, what do you want?"

"Minako Arisato, I'm the new transfer student. I'm supposed to meet my homeroom teacher here." Like clockwork Minako's mouth acted almost on its own. Her entire body acted like a good clockwork, when it came to canon things. It acted like the best.

"Wait here." Ekoda ordered. When he was not rambling, she found he was acceptable. Or she would, since she knew what he would do in the future.

A few minutes later Ms. Touriumi opened the door. "You're the new transfer student?" Minako nodded. The teacher looked over her folder. "Minako Arisato, 11th grade correct?"

"Yes."

"Wow you've been in a lot of different places. Let's see...in 1999, that was ten years ago? Your parents...*gasp*. I'm sorry. I've been so busy that I didn't have time to look over this."

"That's what they all say." No seriously that was a fact. Minako had a few variant loops where her homeroom was different. And they all said the same thing.

Ms. Touriumi flinched a little at the girl's bluntness. Minako meanwhile showed no emotion whatsoever, because there was nothing left. She was empty, the number 0, the fool who did the most unreasonable thing all those years ago.

XIII

You only appreciate the little things when you lose them. That's why I keep losing my cell phone.

XIII

No joke. This was the first time Minako bothered to listen to the entire speech of the principal. It wasn't THAT bad. Here and there a few corrections and it would have been awesome. It was just the way the principal himself spoke.

Class was the same as usual with the exception of Yukari giving her a glare. What? How should Minako know Yukari would be tasked with bringing her to school? She found the way all on her own. After all, there exist such things as maps.

"Sup dude?" Junpei gave his usual two-liner. Luckily she was saved by her cell phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"I am at the Strip Mall."

"Alright I'm coming." Minako was already out of the classroom, ignoring everyone around. "By the way, how did you get my number? I don't remember giving it to you."

"Ryoji's memories." Came the simple reply from the other line. "Makes sense I guess. Alright I'll be there in 20."

XIII

I bet you can't eat more shrimps than I can in 20 minutes.

XIII

Minako arrived at the mall exactly 20 minutes later. She looked around a bit and found the person waiting for her. She wore what you might call a standard secretary outfit. Her normally long black hair was tied up in a knot. Her skin was pale, but it still looked good and her night blue eyes seemed to pierce through everyone who dared to directly look at them.

"What's up with the outfit?" Minako asked the older woman, who turned her head towards the girl. "I tried something new, but I can't say I'm comfortable with this." the woman replied. "I'm gonna get you a job where you don't have to wear this. Actually I think I'm gonna take the same, so we have more time to talk."

"I thought you're occupied with school."

Minako waved off. "It'll be outside of school time. Don't worry. It won't be a dirty job or anything. I'll tell you later more."

The woman nodded. She looked over the girl carefully once more. Minako grew a little impatient. "Where do we start?" she asked.

"We first must see what kind of effects our decision has. Granted I highly doubt we will be able to solve this within one year. But we both agree it is a step in the right direction."

Minako let out a frustrated growl but nodded. "I swear, I have the universe and you are a goddess. How come it didn't work?"

Nyx put her hand under her chin. Minako was referring to the last year, when they both combined their powers or at least tried. "We simply let the power flow. Next time we need to find a specific target, something we can lead it to. However I find the results of our first test more than pleasant."

"Tch. That's because you haven't been here for who knows how many times. But it makes things easier with you being here. Whatever it is we'll be doing."

"You're unusual grumpy." Nyx remarked. Minako let out a sigh. "I guess I'm just expecting too much at one time. And I'm really sick of waiting, you know?"

Nyx thought about that statement. "Well...I'm curious about those 'movies'. It sounded like a good thing to kill some time."

Minako thought about it. She didn't feel like dealing with the rest anyways and she had plenty of time until curfew.

"Sure, why not?" she shrugged. Better get Nyx accustomed to human lifestyle anyways. She had memories from Ryoji, but better safe than sorry. Not that she turned into a second Theodore in the end.

XIII

If Karma really exists, than I'm screwed in my next life.

XIII

"Where are you staying anyway?" Minako asked as she and the goddess arrived at the dorm. "Don't worry about me. Just you play your role for a little longer."

"Yeah and next year I'll do the same and again and again and-"

Nyx slapped the girl, stopping her in her ramblings. Minako rubbed her cheek, but her facial expression didn't change. "Sorry." Minako took a deep breath before continuing. "It's all just getting to me. I don't have your god-like patience."

"If I remember correctly, you already snapped. What was that time with the pink hair, those balloons and-"

"Just. Stop." Minako held up both of her hands. "If you'd be in my place, you'd snap too at one point." Nyx chuckled at the memory. Minako did some weird things during the 'final battle'. It took her a lot of loops in order to regain her sanity.

Minako walked into the dorm, hoping Nyx really knew what she was doing. What was she worrying about? Nyx was a goddess. She didn't need any sleep. She probably would stay awake the entire night and do whatever gods do. Or she'd simply go to Tartarus and wait there for two hours.

"Where have you been?" Mitsuru asked.

"What are you, my mother?" Minako snapped. The days before the first attack she always was a little snappy. "I came here before curfew, didn't I?" Mitsuru kept her cool from the outside, being trained to do so.

Minako walked up to her room and slammed the door shut. She had now the tedious task of removing those stupid cameras. She didn't immediately go to sleep, but turned on her laptop and started looking for some new music for her mp3 until an alarm on her watch reminded her that the dark hour would strike in ten minutes.

Minako took some sleep medicine she saved up from a lot of loops. Whenever she felt it was too much, she just overdosed.