Date Unknown (prolly 2001).
Setsuna
AN: Usagi/Setsuna shoujo ai.
Setsuna gazed upon the younger girl in her lap, seemingly innocent to the fact that she was there, her hair like a pillow to her head, an arm holding her face up. She slumbered sweetly, and Setsuna slowly started to stroke the blonde tresses, a soft smile transforming her face.
Reluctantly, she moved her neck to look at the clock on the bookcase, and then started to shake the blonde awake.
"Usagi, Usagi-chan," she whispered, her voice husky and low, "It's time to wake up now."
"Mmm…" the blonde mumbled, shifting her head on her arm, her right arm coming around to hug Setsuna's knees, protesting the intrusion on her dreams.
Dark lips slanted into a grin, and red eyes gleamed behind thick black eyelashes. Leaning down, Setsuna brushed dark green hair away from her face and whispered into the slumbering girl's ear, "Honey, you're late for the meeting."
"WHAT??" Usagi shouted, just barely missing hitting Setsuna with her head as she jerked up. Wildly glancing around the room, she finally smiled sheepishly at the older woman, a hand going behind her head. Calming, she gazed shyly up into Setsuna's eyes. "I'm sorry… I didn't even realize that I had fallen asleep. How long was I out?"
Getting up from the sofa, Setsuna brushed the wrinkles from her skirt and offered Usagi her hand. "Not long," she said, "Or otherwise my legs would have fallen asleep. Up you go!"
"Thanks." The blonde shyly stared up at the older woman, one hand still in the dark woman's, and she impishly leaned up to give Setsuna a soft kiss.
Her relationship with Setsuna was new to Usagi, and she was still a little shy and cautious around the other woman. But being who she was, the blonde couldn't resist getting close now and then.
Setsuna didn't expect anything to go quickly. Being Usagi's senior by three years, and with her post at the Time Gates, the dark woman was just happy to let things develop as they liked – and only when Usagi was ready.
Usagi still hadn't told the others, but Mamoru knew and had given his blessings. Being off in America gave him plenty of opportunities, he said, although Setsuna knew that he still cared for the blonde deeply, only giving her up when he figured out just how happy the dark woman made her.
Setsuna kissed the smaller blonde back gently, resting her hand on the other girl's shoulder. Pulling back and leaning down to retrieve the fallen bookbag, the tall woman grabbed her car keys, smiled once more at the happy expression on her girlfriend's face, and asked, "You ready to go?"
*
"I want you to meet my mother."
"What?" Surprised, Setsuna looked over at her passenger, the black of her sunglasses concealing the emotions in her eyes, "I already know her."
Usagi grinned over at the older woman, placing her hand comfortingly on her tanned knee, just below the hem of her business skirt. "No, silly. I want to tell her about us."
Setsuna felt a flash of pride run through her, and she stopped the car in front of the Hikawa Jinja, turning off the ignition but making no move to get out. "Are you sure? What brought this on?"
Usagi blushed, removing her hand so she could grab Setsuna's, holding it tightly. "We've been going out for a while now, and mom's been asking me why I've been so happy lately. I dunno, I just…"
Setsuna reached out with the hand not in Usagi's grasp and gently cupped the blonde's cheek. "Usagi," she whispered, leaning in to get closer, taking off her sunglasses so her dark red eyes could meet the blue of the younger girl. She smiled to let her know she wasn't affronted by the question.
*
"Hey, isn't that Setsuna's car?" Minako asked Ami and Makoto as they walked up the street to the temple.
"Yeah, it looks like it," Makoto shielded her eyes so she could see better.
"Wonder who she's talking to?"
"Guys," Ami interjected, "Stop being so nosy. Setsuna's a really private person."
Minako rounded on her, a triumphant expression on the blonde's face, "Exactly!"
Makoto lowered her arm, a little more susceptible to the blue-haired girl's reasoning. "Well," she shrugged, "Perhaps it's Hotaru-chan."
Minako shook her head, her thick blonde hair swishing over her shoulders. "No, I don't think so. C'mon, let's move closer!"
Leave it to Ami to point out sarcastically that they were already moving closer as they headed to the shrine, anyway.
*
Setsuna looked at her girlfriend with complete adoration. Running her thumb gently over the skin of her cheek, she detoured a second to give her a quick kiss. "I'd love to meet her."
"Really…?" Usagi grinned, the brightness of her smile almost blinding. Smiling foolishly herself, the dark woman was gratified when she received a full body hug for her efforts.
"Oh Setsuna!" the blonde nuzzled into her neck, "Thank you! I was so worried that you wouldn't want to."
Setsuna just smiled, wrapping her arms around her. She hummed contentedly to herself.
A sudden creeping sensation rolled down her back, and she froze.
