Chapter 2

This was jet lag at its finest. He looked at the alarm clock that rested in his night stand. 2:02am. Great.

He leaned back in his pillow and looked up at the ceiling. This was the seventh day in a row he woke at this ungodly hour of night. It was no use forcing himself back to sleep. He slept light anyways. Once he was awake, that was it. He remembered a time he slept like a rock. A train could have barreled through the room and he would have remained fast asleep.

Ever since that blasted hospital visit all those years ago where he fell comatose (still a mystery why), any small sound or jolt woke him up at an instant. What really grated on his nerves was the inability to return to sleep at night. Some evenings he would receive maybe one hour of shut eye. He would remain awake the remainder of the night. He hated it. The less sleep he received, the more stoic he became. He wanted to shout and become enraged at all the annoying and stupid people around him. But wisdom and restraint told him that a cold glare was just as effective (if not more) to shut someone up.

He got out of bed and decided to make use of the time. Though it was a ridiculous hour, he knew parts of Tokyo never slept. It was an ongoing city, the city that gave him inspiration for most of his movies.

As he put on his leather coat and thick pants to combat the cold, he was reminded again if his luck that night he returned to the country.

He saw her, Sailor Venus.

Yes, that woman plagued his mind day and night. There were several times that he dreamed the two of them practicing sword fighting or hand and fist combat sparring. In these dreams, he anticipated about seventy percent of her attacks before she acted on them. And all the sparring sessions ended similarly. She was pinned by him using an immovable surface (ie. Walls and the ground) or pinned to him. He remembered feeling great satisfaction at his victories over this younger woman who had the heart of a true commander and warrior. She tended to be his greatest challenge which he openly welcomed to become stronger and more precise with his refined skills. He also enjoyed pinning her to his larger body. He enjoyed her being so close to him. Not that he would ever admit that to her. Then he would wake up and return to reality. It was only a dream.

Kendal began walking out of his condo and down the stairs. He let his keys jingle in his pocket for a moment as he neared the elevator. It dinged and opened. He stepped through and pressed the lobby button. His thoughts returned to the lovely warrior. She was gorgeous. Definitely his type. She couldn't have been from earth. She was beyond human. Her skill was superb and very calculated, just like he, but she never realized nor figured out that his main talent was to read another attacker and anticipate their their thoughts before they became actions. Nine times out of ten, he defeated a being in the first ten seconds. That may have been why he was fearless in his filming- namely in rugged terrains or in challenging locations. He spent a good part of his life training under the great martial arts masters under different names becoming a lethal fighter.

Not that he wanted to return to that part of his life. But he knew a warrior when he saw one. He usually could anticipate how an animal or a human fighter would attack.

Not her.

She always seemed to have a trick up her sleeve. At least that's what his dreams told him about her.

The elevator dinged, opening the doors, and he walked through them. The lobby was still being remodeled from the Youma attack. He smirked. That was when he got to see his beauty up close and personal. All this damage would soon be fixed. The windows had already been replaced. He exited the lobby with his gloved hands still in his pockets and saw his breath as he left the lobby. It had to have been close to freezing temperatures. It was not cold enough for snow it ice to stick.

His thoughts caught up to him once more as he reconsidered the blonde woman that haunted his dreams. Perhaps he could find a way to meet her. Maybe if he could go to a place that was being attacked and speak to the senshi. Perhaps there she would be willing to speak to him and give him some answers.

Maybe he could convince her to act in his movie and in turn, find out her secret identity.

"Mr. Kendal Aimes?"

He closed his eyes. He knew that voice. He stopped his walk and turned coolly to look at the very chipper young woman that harassed him on that car ride to his condo from the airport.

Goody.

"What are you doing out here at this late hour?" Minako asked with a bright smile. Forget the sun. Her cheerfulness blinded him though it was pitch dark. The producer had a really bad taste in his mouth now. Of all the people, why did he have to run into her this night, now early morning?

She began walking in sync with him and looked around the area they were traveling through. "I'm surprised that you like to venture out this late," she smiled still keeping up with his long strides.

He looked down at her. His icy eyes and annoyance did not phase her one bit. Hmm. "It's the jetlag."

She was stunned internally when he spoke. She heard from Zachariah that he rarely said anything unless it was necessary and would contribute to bringing a solution to the table. So perhaps she was finally breaking through that icy exterior he put up?

"So you can't sleep, huh?" She asked this question almost to herself.

He kept looking straight forward. Wasn't that what he just told her?

She shook her head. "Well, I guess it's good then that you can get a nice bit of exercise in the morning before everyone awakes."

He kept watching her every so often out of the corner of his eye. Why on earth was she following him?

The blonde continued speaking to him amidst making conversation with herself, the silver locked man beside her never spoke a word. He tried to ignore her, really he did, but she somehow knew what to say to catch his attention and then prattle away about nonsense. He did not realize how much time actually passed. When he did look at his watch and see almost an hour passed by, his eyes glinted in displeasure.

What a waste of time.

He decided the best tactics to get her to shut up sooner was to ask her why she was following him at now almost 3:00 in the morning.

"Why are you out here so late?" He questioned.

She paused and looked up at him as he kept his head looking straight forward. She bit her lip. Should she tell him the truth?

"Well," she began.

Wow. That was a tricky one!

She was actually patrolling making sure there were no Youma out to attack innocents. Her shift began at 2 am. She still had till 7 in the morning to make sure there was nothing to report. It was the decision of Usagi and Mamoru that at least one warrior would be out patrolling at night. When it would become more dangerous, they said it might become two people patrolling at a time.

She gave a small smile and rubbed the back of her head, "I couldn't sleep. So I decided to jog."

He could tell she was lying. He considered calling her out on it, but decided against it. Not that it mattered.

"So..." She began. "I heard that you're searching for one last actress to star in your movie."

Who told her that? He became internally irritated to know that she knew. Now she wouldn't stop pestering him about getting that specific part for the movie. Not that she would be able to depict the character of Sailor Venus accurately.

She smiled, "I can do a great job playing Sailor Venus! I have her hair color, height, and her body shape."

Kendal stared down at the woman for a good ten seconds before returning his attention to where he was walking. "She is more muscular than you, has a stronger commanding presence than you, and is much taller than you. She's also thinner than you."

Minako blinked, then became angry. "Are you saying that I'm fat?"

Kendal kept walking.

She sped up her gait and quickly began walking backwards in front of him keeping up with his pace. Her eyes were glued to his demanding attention. He raised his eyebrow when she began to poke his coat-covered chest with her slim fingers, again, while walking backwards and keeping in pace with his strides. "Are you seriously calling me fat?!"

He stopped as did she, and he looked down at her with calculation. "Sailor Venus is a warrior. She has a certain persona, an elegance that can't be matched by just any woman. If she herself could act in my film, then she would immediately receive the part. No one else will do."

He stepped around the stunned blonde.

Minako blinked. Was she really that good in hiding her identity as the Senshi of Love? Wait... why did he really care so much to find the perfect Sailor Venus? She heard bits and pieces from Jay about how they both harassed Kunzite when on Earth or on the Moon. Could he be remembering her from that past life?

She quickly ran up to Kendal.

This man was strange. She never encountered someone like he. No wonder she had a great time irritating him eons ago.

"Sailor Venus is not going to just appear and play the part, you know that right?"

He made no answer. So she continued.

"So... why not let me try out? I'm a model for goodness sakes! If I need to hit the gym, I will hit the gym to become more lean and muscular! If I need to be taller, then put me in five inch stilettos."

He didn't answer back.

She sighed. Maybe she could reveal to him that she was INDEED Sailor Venus?

No. No. That couldn't be. Mamoru already gave a clear order that Kendal was to be left alone until he was needed for battle against this new enemy. Though each monster was increasing either in numbers or in strength, their current team with two awakened Shittenou significantly helped finish the job quickly. At this rate, Kendal might not be reawakened till some time next year after this blasted movie was finished. She really wanted to be in this movie!

Maybe she could suggest that she knew who Sailor Venus was and arrange a meeting between the two. That might work actually. Our maybe she should use it as a bribe?

Kendal eyed her silently.

The man became a little cautious. Why was she so quiet all of a sudden? She had not spoken for over two minutes!

The young woman looked up at him and smiled. "I was contemplating something," she answered him, no doubt he found it weird that she was replying right along line with his thinking again.

"I actually know how to get in contact with Sailor Venus."

Kendal immediately looked at the woman next to him as she looked up into his icy stare. "You lie."

The one time she wasn't lying... She crossed her arms. "If you let me try out for your part of Sailor Venus, I will personally ask her to meet you as a favor; she owes me."

Kendal found that hard to believe. He would play her game, but on his terms.

"I will allow you to audition under one condition," spoke Kendal in a very stoic and matter of fact tone.

Minako refrained from smiling. "And that would be?"

"I must meet Sailor Venus before I schedule an audition day and time for you."

The blonde's jaw dropped, and she crossed her arms, "Excuse me?"

Kendal smirked. Gotcha. "That's my condition." Maybe she will back away and finally leave him alone about this blasted part. He knew she was lying.

Of all the nerve! The senshi in disguise was furious! Was he really using her ace card against her? She quickly began thinking of ways that she could turn this around to her advantage. How could she manipulate the situation?

"I'll ask her. It depends on if she is fighting against monsters and stuff. When and where should I tell her to meet you?"

Kendal immediately said, "My office next to Zachariah Pemmington's photography studio. Tell her to come at five in the evening tomorrow."

She nodded her head, "Okay. But just know she might not show if there is an attack." She made mental notes of this ridiculous request. Of course this Mr. High and Mighty was not going to get his way. For all she knew, she would blow him off and show up half an hour to an hour late, or wait outside till he closed shop for the evening before appearing!

He nodded his head in agreement.

"Of course."

Minako was not too pleased at all. For all Minako knew, she would have Sailor Venus stand up this producer for being such a manipulative jerk and not even show up. On the other hand... if the senshi would not appear, then this film producer just called out the model's lie. And her chances of 'acting' as Sailor Venus were gone.

Well, crap.

He outsmarted her.

She faintly heard some sounds in the city that were not normal. It sounded like it was coming from the west side of town. She needed to go check it out. It could be another attack. But how to lose this man. Maybe she should put her acting skills to the test. Of course not an exaggeration like sitcoms or soap operas, but she needed to boost her charm so her identity as a guardian wasn't blown.

She felt her body begin to shake as she yawned. She stretched her arms up and felt her eye begin to close just a bit. This did not go unnoticed by the man beside her.

"Miss Aino, are you awake enough to make it back home?"

She tried stifling off another yawn without success. Her eyes began watering with tears sliding down her face from fatigue. "I don't know how or when that came over me..." She commented with a small laugh.

Kendal looked at his phone. It was after 3:00 in the morning. Understanding and considering the circumstances, she needed to find her bed soon. He wouldn't put it past her if she fell asleep standing. "Go home, Miss Aino."

She shook her head. "I'm fine!" and released another yawn betraying her as she tried covering her mouth with her hand.

He stared at her till she looked back up to him attempting to shuffle yet another yawn! "Go home," the older man spoke. It was definitely an authoritarian command.

She gave a small laugh and wiped her eyes once again. "Okay okay. Fine. My house is just up this way. I'm going to be jogging the rest of the way. Hopefully I will make it home in good time!"

He nodded to her respectfully before she turned and jogged off ahead leaving him behind. He studied her retreating form. She was something else. And she was easy to command around too. He really had no desire to see nor schedule a time for Minako to audition as Sailor Venus. He already determined in his mind that only the guardian herself would play the role. He would discover her secret identity and perhaps begin a courtship with her.

He needed to figure out how to ask her so she wouldn't refuse him...

Hmm...

His eye caught a flash of light and an unearthly scream about a mile down the road.

He broke out into a sprint towards the sound and light. His eyes widened when he saw dust everywhere and sparkles of gold in the air. Before he could see what caused the power to decimate the Youma, me caught a small glimpse of an orange skirt and long legs.

His hopes raised as he began tracking after this person and chasing after her at high speeds.

Venus.

It was she!

He had to listen. Perhaps he could hear her feet running or-

There!

He turned and bolted after her.

She had to be close!

He turned the corner and looked around. Where was she? She had to be around somewhere!

"It's not often I have fanboys chasing me."

He looked up. She stood on the roof of a one-story building before crouching down. She wore the iconic orange, sailor uniform and looked absolutely amazing. She was lovely.

He smirked at her response. "You are a hard one to find."

Her hair whipped in the wind. "On the contrary, I am always around."

Yes, she was perfect for him.

His eyes watched as she stood up and leaped down to his level on the street. Her poise and balance was that of a seasoned warrior, one that he was ready to carry away over his shoulder if she refused to come with him.

"Who are you?" He questioned bluntly.

She smirked at him. "Sailor Venus."

He gave her a stare which he knew she could read well. Her smirk widened.

"Sorry, but that's something I cannot share with you," she said, her hips sashaying to the left and right almost overly exaggerated. She stood up only inches from his body, "but I can very well leave you with something since you've been a good boy."

"Oh?"

She had to tip toe just a bit to give him a kiss. Immediately, he grabbed her waist and held it firmly to him feeling her muscles under the unique material of the uniform. She raised her arms up around his neck to deepen their kiss.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five-

He slumped over becoming nothing but dead weight on her body.

She carefully tried to grab his upper body and gently lay him on the sidewalk. She just put the man to sleep using a pressure point to knock him out. She didn't know how long it would work on him, but she needed to act fast to put him back in his condo. It was not safe to leave him out here.

She opened her communicator.

"Jadeite, Zoisite, come in please."

She waited a moment before speaking into her communicator. She used the back of her hand to wipe away the tingling on her lips. "Jadeite, Zoisite, I need a teleporter-"

"Yes?"

She turned around to see Zoisite in full uniform. Jadeite appeared seconds later.

Venus pointed down at the crumpled man on the ground. "I need help taking him back to his condo. I just dusted a Youma. Not sure if another is lurking around."

"You realize this is Kendal Aimes, my co-worker, right?" Spoke Zoisite bluntly.

She nodded. "And I really didn't believe you when you told me he was a fanboy of mine. Now I know how much of one he is."

"I told you!' Laughed Jadeite, "He admired you from afar in the Silver Millennium."

"Well," huffed Venus, "Let's get him home."

The men nodded as they readied their unawakened leader for transport. Mr. Kendal Aimes would have a very fun time figuring out how he got back to his condo when he awakens if he even remembered.


Author's Note: HUAAAAZA! You all are amazing! 10 reviews on opening day! Thanks for your encouragement! I didn't realize how many Minako/Kunzite fans were out there. Don't worry. This story is going to keep getting more awkward between the two.

So... I lost my Kindle Fire... I have a feeling I'll find it tomorrow, but that was my Word Processor. I'm going to be starting chapter 3 of this story and will post it AFTER I receive 15 reviews for Chapter 2. 15 reviews tells me that you REALLY want to see what happens next. And I can guarantee it's going to be funny and awkward at the same time. So who knows? If it's under 15 reviews, then it might be a week, a month, a year, ten years...? IDK. But it would be really nice if I received 15 by tomorrow, then it would motivate me to write so the story could be completed faster.

What do you think?

Till Next Time!