Her mouth hung open just barely as she looked at the face of her visitor. He stood there staring her down, as confidant as he always is. He looked down at what she was wearing, clearly she was getting ready to go on a date. She was wearing a form-fitting rose colored dress that came just above her knees. It showed off a little bit of her well-endowed chest, but still left much up to the imagination. Makoto saw movement over his shoulder and saw her date running away, clearly scared of her visitor. Makoto sighed and looked into the grey eyes in front of her. "Kunzite… I really hope you have a good reason for being here." She lightly glared at the man, but he didn't flinch. She sighed and moved aside for the man to come into her house.
She was a 24 year old now, and owned her own flower shop. She still dreamed of opening and owning a restaurant, but she just didn't feel ready yet. She had grown into her body, and unlike when she was in high school, all the guys were now chasing her. More than the other girls, Makoto shone like the Princess she was. Kunzite was a towering man, standing at the same height as Mamoru, which was well above everyone else. Kunzite's hair had grown a little longer since she last seen him, and not to mention his skin had darkened quite a bit. She could see his muscles rippling as he moved about her house, making himself comfortable at a stool by the island in the kitchen.
Makoto makes her way around him and into her pristine kitchen. She starts making a pot of tea for the two of them. As she always does, she starts to hum and sway her hips back and forth as she prepares the cups and warms up two scones. She could feel his eyes burning into the back of her head, impatient to get started with whatever he had come to talk about. She, with one last sigh, turned around to face him face to face. "So, what can I do for you Kunzite?"
Kunzite looked up to stare into her emerald eyes. His grey eyes barely showing any emotion, but something was stirring behind it. "Makoto, I came here to talk about the Senshi and the Shintennou getting along better. My King has implored me to be the leader and start the 'healing' process." He looked to her, like she had all the answers for him. She turned her eyes away, unable to take his staring. "Why did you come to me? Minako always understood you best… why not go to her?" She used this awkward moment to remove the steaming tea from the stove and pour it into the cups she had prepared. She also took out her treats from warming up and took a deep breath before looking back at him. It turns out she wasn't the only one who needed time to think, as he looks uncertainly up at her.
"I don't have feelings for her anymore, Makoto." He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair in slight frustration. "I see the way she looks at me, with her hopeful eyes, and how my King hopes that things will go back to normal… like in the past." Makoto almost held her breath throughout his words, she did know how much Minako was hoping for Kunzite. "I came to you Makoto, because I thought you would understand me the most… in today's age." He looked deeply into her eyes asking her for something. Makoto's heart started to race in anxiety, she didn't know what to do for him, but she was compelled to console him.
The Shintennou were revived almost a year ago, but the Senshi were not particularly accepting of them in their life. Many of them were scared to accept them back into their lives, even though they had forgiven them a long time ago for falling into Beryl's hands. The only real time that they spent together was during meetings about Negaverse happenings and the progress of each planet's attempt to revive their own planets. The Shintennou's lives were occupied with living with their King and learning about the world as it is now. They were smart guys and it didn't take long under Mamoru's guidance for them to get up to date. They all had their own jobs now and they were starting to make a life for themselves.
Makoto took a shaky breath in, she could in fact, understand what he was going through. "I… I don't feel anything for Nephrite either. Haha… it's depressing to say it out loud. The memory of us together… it is so great and vivid, but when I see him now… none of that is there." Makoto sits next to Kunzite, finally relaxing just a bit. "I never thought I would be having a conversation like this with you, Kunzite. Not even back in the Silver Millennium." She smiled to herself at the thought and took a sip of her tea. Kunzite sighed in relief, he hadn't really known what to expect of her. He lightly smiled at her and took the final sip of his tea.
They held a leisurely conversation for the majority of the night, never running out of things to talk about. Makoto ended up making dinner for them and she even had the pleasure of hearing Kunzite laugh for the very time. As the night winded down, the two found their time at an end. Makoto stood up and began collecting the dishes when Kunzite stopped her. He gathered the dishes himself and told her to sit down and relax, since he had enjoyed a lovely dinner. Once he had finished washing the dishes for her, much to her delight, she walked him to the door with a smile on her face.
"Kunzite, it was great to speak to you, I think we are definitely on the track to being okay. I mean, if you and me can get along, well… haha!" Her laughter filled the front room of her house. Kunzite lightly smiled at her, "Makoto, it was a pleasure I hope to have again." He opens the door and just stands there, staring outside for a minute. Makoto became confused and opened her mouth to ask if he was okay, when he whirled around and pressed his lips to hers. Her eyes widened as he attempted to deepen the kiss by massaging the back of her neck with his dominant hand. It was when her knees began to grow weak that she snapped back to reality. She pushed against him, breaking the kiss and then pushed him out of her apartment. She slammed the door shut and then leaned against it, tears streaming down her face. Kunzite softly placed his hands on the other side of the door and hung his head as he heard her soft cries.
Author's Note: Not sure what caused me to write this story… I was reading a fanfic called 'By Default' one of two results you get when your search Makoto and Kunzite. It just made me want to read another story about the two so badly… maybe a happier one. Well… tell me what you think! R&R.