A/N: This one turned out suprisingly long (It was originally apart of Act III too!) I think it has a lot to do with my own procrastination. Being as I have this tendency to drag things out (usually) unnecessaryly. But to be perfectly honest, its much too fun not to make poor Makoto suffer! Besides it resulted in two chapters and with a nice chunk of spare time today. I figured I'd upload it for you all to enjoy! Anyways, keep reviewing, keep favoriting and thanks for the support guys!

Disclaimer: Owning nothing! You know, I can't even afford real roses. They are so expensive!

Act IV.

So with one slightly beat-up rose still left from the dozen. Makoto made her way up the stairs to Minako's apartment. It wasn't really her fault that all the other roses made perfectly good weapons. Especially with all the thorns still left on them. In-fact even Setsuna had to stop and consider before she actually interfered in their fight.

Haruka did not come out unscathed. Which pretty much made this horrible day, perfectly bearable again for Makoto.

"Ahh well, at least Haruka got what was coming to her. Rei-lite, hmpt!"

It had been a pretty messy fight. For such a small amount of space Makoto could honesty say she did quite a bit of damage. Haruka was probably still down there in tears about the new hole in her cars upholstery. The others, well…they had a lot of rose pedals to pick out of their hair.

"Totally her own fault. She's the one who bought the cliché roses and stupid chocolates…"

Makoto stopped in front of the door and for several long seconds thought about escaping through a window. If Haruka could come up with crazy ideas so could Makoto!

"There's probably a fire-exit Mako…"

She nodded her head.

"I could just sneak down the fire-exit and they would be none the wiser."

She nodded again.

"They wouldn't even notice! And when they did, it would already be too late for them! I'd already be gone and…"

"Mako?"

"AHHH!"

Makoto in a state of haste threw that last slightly beaten up rose at Minako's head. It was at the time, the most logical thing for a startled Makoto to do. Though she probably lost some points on an invisible scale that Minako probably had.

"I see your practicing to become the next Tuxedo Mask."

Minako deadpanned as she picked the sad looking rose off the ground.

"Erm…sorry. You, ah, kind of scared me."

"Yes, I noticed. Projectile rose and all."

Makoto chuckled forcibly.

"So…uh…how'd you know I was here?"

"Artemis seen Haruka's car downstairs, so I assumed someone was on their way up. Unless you guys have taken to simply stalking me."

Makoto scratched the back of her neck awkwardly. A slightly bizarre smile appearing on her face as she did so.

"Oh, no, no! We…couldn't ever…do that."

Minako raised an eyebrow at that. Makoto was quickly realizing this was all going downhill, really, terribly, fast.

"Right. So…why are you here then? Besides throwing roses at people who answer their doors."

"There was…I mean there is…well suffice to say that…"

Excuse, excuse! Something, anything! Come on Mako!

"They…held an intervention for…me."

Minako seemed torn between concern, and curiosity. Makoto figured, lying wasn't her greatest weapon of choice. But it would have to do on such short notice.

Totally burying Haruka's body in a ditch. First I'll need to murder her…hmm…preferable while she's sleeping.

"Why? What's wrong Makoto?"

"It was for…love."

You suck Mako...

"Love?"

"Erm…most, most definitely for love…or a…chance at it. That's why I'm here…why they made me come here."

In her mind, Makoto was busy switching between how to murder Haruka and banging her head against a wall. A concrete wall. Because after all, how could this possibly be any worse?

Makoto took a deep breathe, stood tall and…

"Iwannaaskyououttodinner."

Minako blinked.

"Uh…what?"

Come on Jupiter! You're a fierce warrior of justice! You can handle this horrible situation with ease!

"I…want to ask you out to dinner! Erm…that's why I threw a rose at you…which was a complete accident, by the way."

Minako's eyes furrowed together and she seemed quite thoughtful. Thoughtful or confused, Makoto wasn't a hundred percent sure.

"But I was pretty sure that…"

Now Mako was confused as well.

"Pretty sure about what?"

Minako smiled sheepishly and shrugged.

"I just had a feeling that…you and Ami would…well you know."

"Uh…Oh."

Makoto blushed at the implication.

"Well I mean, you two are always together. I just assumed that eventually…"

Makoto nodded slowly.

"I see."

Well thought out plan my a-

"Well we…erm…aren't. So…is that a no, then?"

Minako opened her mouth, then stopped.

Haruka who had been eagerly awaiting Makoto's return. Well, after, she accepted that her cars beautiful upholstery would never quite be the same again. She had taken to waiting with the others. Though she had been slightly, more excited about the results.

So as Makoto came out of the apartment building, completely red-faced Haruka couldn't help but grin.

"So?"

Makoto unconsciously narrowed her eyes on the sandy haired blonde. Who was waiting with baited breathe, beside her car.

"Ma-ko?"

The brunette took a deep breath and nodded curtly.

"Wonderful! We're half-way there!"

As Makoto climbed into the car along with the others. She felt completely torn. She couldn't decide which was worse. The fact Minako had said yes, completely surprising her. Or the fact Haruka had been right.

When they reached the first stop light, Makoto had decided.

Haruka had been right and it was horrible.

There was something seriously wrong with this world.