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"No more, you two!"

Two blond heads turned to Setsuna. "I'm scared. She never raises her voice."

"Are you scared enough to stop?"

"No way."

"Good. Me either."

Setsuna sighed. "Minako, do you want to join Haruka with the dinosaurs?"

The blond heads turned to her again, looks of fear etched on each of their faces. They spoke at the same time. "You wouldn't send me to the dinosaurs, would you?"

"What do you mean is she joining me?"

"If you two do not stop pestering me and probing into my private, personal life, you will be fossils. If your bones don't get crushed by whatever I send to kill you."

Minako stood and walked over to her friend, seating herself in the other woman's lap. "Sets, we just want to help you. I don't want you to be lonely."

"Loneliness is in my job description. And I don't doubt your sincerity, that's the only thing keeping you here right now. As for her, I doubt her with every fiber in my being and if she does one more thing to piss me off I'll send her off to the middle of no where and ignore Michiru's protests."

Haruka frowned. "Why is it that I can't be concerned with my friend?"

Setsuna's face was as unreadable as ever. "I didn't say that you can't. I do, however, know for a fact that you like to make me uncomfortable every chance you get."

Haruka shook her head. "You should be ashamed. You have no faith in one of your oldest friends."

"I have no faith in you because you are one of my oldest friends."

Haruka grinned. She couldn't argue with the woman on that one. They fought all the time. No one knew what would have happened to the blond if it weren't for Michiru. Haruka was scared to make her lover upset fearing that she would turn her over to the time mage and let her wrath be enough for both women.

"Sets, just let me hook you up with one date. Please?"

The time mage looked to the woman sitting in her lap. "Minako, no. I don't need you to-"

Blue eyes pleaded. "Please?"

Setsuna frowned. "No, Minako. I've made myself more than clear- Are you- Don't cry. I'm not interested- Stop crying!"

Haruka raised an eyebrow. Minako was good at this. She didn't know anyone who could fluster the cryptic old time hag.

Minako sniffled. "I just wanted to be happy that you found love so I could be happy for you and- and talk with you about it and- and- and so we could have double dates and things. It wouldn't be as horrible dating that brat if I could be with you at the same time."

Setsuna raised an eyebrow. "Minako, I have no idea where you got that thought process. There is no way I will be with you, with or without Kei involved. I'm not sure how I feel about you hitting on me, either."

Minako grinned, wiping her fake tears off of her face. "Well, Sets, I do need another girlfriend and you are my type. Long, dark hair, tanned skin, quiet contemplation with a subdued temper..."

Setsuna smirked. "There is no way you could handle me, blondie.

"Besides, I'm not gay."

Minako whipped her head toward her partner in crime. "You get that? Cross the girls off the list."

Setsuna gaped. "You tricked me!"

Minako winked at her. "I'm an actress for a reason, Sets.

"You outer senshi aren't the only ones who can't be trusted. I suggest you go home and get ready; you have a date tonight, Sets." The younger blond stood and walked back to where she was standing before she sat on the flustered mage.

Haruka laughed at the expression on the oldest woman's face. "I really like you, Minako. I've never seen her like that before."

Minako shrugged. "She's too used to you upsetting her; she doesn't really expect anyone else to do it."

"Everyone's scared of her, for some odd reason. She's an old softie at heart."

Minako nodded. "I think we're the only ones who really know that." She turned around. "Sets, stop gaping over there and go home. Unless you want to go on your date like that."

Setsuna scowled and walked grumbling out of her office.

Haruka's eyebrows jumped up on her forehead. "Did you see that? She made a face! Stone Face made an expression! And she grumbled!

"Minako, do you want to move in with us? I would kill to see that everyday."

The younger woman laughed. "I can't, Haruka. I spend more than enough time with her here as it is. She really is hard to deal with. And I'm not sure how Michiru would feel about me moving in."

"She wouldn't mind. She likes you. Actually, I was waiting for her to leave to tell you; Michi is going to be helping us."

Now Minako's eyebrows rose. "Really? I thought she would be on Setsuna's side."

"That's probably what Sets is thinking. Us outer senshi really aren't trustworthy. We have no sense of loyalty outside of the princess."

Minako shook her head. "I don't see how you guys have friendships at all."

"It's based on understanding. 'You don't trust me; I don't trust you,' pretty much."

The younger woman shrugged. "I guess. I think you guys are strange."

Haruka just laughed. She had no idea how true that was.

"Sets, is that you."

"Yeah. I came home early today."

Michiru laughed. "I figured you would. Two blonds are two too many, huh?"

"You have no idea." Setsuna sat on the couch in their living room, reaching for the remote, when a hand stopped her. "I can't watch tv?"

Michiru smiled. "Can I play with your hair?"

"Michiru-mama? Is Setsuna-mama here? I saw her car outsi- Setsuna-mama!"

Hotaru was standing in the door way of the room Michiru shared with Haruka, gaping at what Michiru had done to Setsuna's hair. All of it was hanging down around her shoulders. The ends were teased and two pieces hang to the side of her bang, slightly bent to frame her face.

Michiru smiled, thoroughly proud of herself. "You like it, Hotaru?"

The teen walked up to Setsuna, gape firmly planted on her face. "Setsuna-mama, you look beautiful." Hotaru smiled. She was in on the joke as well. "You do this for a reason? I've never seen your hair done out of it's usual style."

Michiru spoke before Setsuna could. "I just wanted to play with her hair."

Hotaru's eyes shined. "Can I do your make-up? Please, Setsuna-mama! Please!"

Setsuna sighed. She really should learn how to say no to these people.

"Setsuna? Goddamn! I only knew you by the color of your hair!"

"Shut up, Minako. What are you doing here?"

The blond grinned. "I'm moving in!"

Michiru's eyes widened, but she didn't say a word. Setsuna opened her mouth to protest, but she was too slow.

"Really?! Yay!"

Haruka walked into the room laughing. "She's kidding, princess. She said it to upset Sets." She let out a low whistle. "Setsuna, Setsuna." She walked up to the woman wrapping her arms around her waist. "Are you sure you don't want a girlfriend?"

Michiru frowned and cleared her throat.

Haruka glanced in her direction. "What? I come home and you're in sweats and a baggy tee with bed head, and she looks like this! What do you expect me to say?"

The aquanette punched her lover in the arm. "I expect you to hold me like that and tell me how much you love me! Not to move on simply because there's another woman in the room. Douchebag."

Haruka ignored her lover, whispering into the now blushing time mage's ear. "How about I send Michiru out with your date and take you out myself?"

Minako blinked. Haruka was whispering in Setsuna's ear. The older woman was blushing. Michiru was scowling. Hotaru was watching indifferently. Was this usual?

"Haruka, you're about to find yourself in orbit, without an oxygen tank." Haruka grinned and let go of the angry time mage.

"I was joking, Sets. I love Michi too much to ever date your cryptic, cranky ass. Come on, I need to give you away."

Hotaru raised an eyebrow. "Don't you give people away at weddings?"

Haruka's smile looked like it could belong to a wolf. "Yeah, and when you're just trying to get rid of them."

Hotaru and Minako laughed, the latter dragging Setsuna out of the room before she could make good on her previous threat.

"Setsuna, you should change your clothes."

"I shall. I'm about to go put on my pajamas and get ready for bed."

Minako grinned cheekily. "You're going to skip the date and go to bed already? You're kinky, Sets."

The older woman didn't respond. She just walked into her room and slammed the door in the blond's face.

Minako blinked before she opened the door. "That was rude-" Her sentence was cut short when she saw the naked back of Setsuna that was soon covered, somewhat, by a revealing black dress.

The older woman turned around and Minako gaped.

"I know that you guys are all doing this because you love me, which is the only reason I'm going along with your antics. I'm sure by the time this date is over, you'll understand why I say I don't date, Minako."

The blond closed her mouth. "Setsuna, you don't have to go on your date."

Setsuna raised and eyebrow. "What made you change your mind?"

"Well, I said that wrong. You don't have to go out with the guy who's waiting for you downstairs."

A twitch of the time mage's eyebrow told the younger woman to continue.

"You are now my girlfriend. I'll be damned if I let someone else take you out."

Setsuna laughed. "You're cute, Minako. I already told you, I'm not gay. I'm not more interested in you than I am in Haruka or Michiru."

Minako grinned. "I bet I can make you change your mind, Sets."

The older woman smirked. "Think what you will; I'm not into girls."

"You have to try it to know, Sets."

"I know I'm not into girls, Mina."

"I didn't mean girls; I meant me."

The mage blushed lightly, but her face showed no other emotion. "Stop hitting on me. We work together.

"Now are you going to show me my date, or did I put this on for nothing?"

"You put it on for nothing. Take it off."

Setsuna laughed again. "Minako, I am not interested in you."

Minako smiled genuinely. "For now. Come on, your real date is downstairs."

"Did you have fun, Setsuna-chan?"

"I did. Thank you for tonight."

"It was my pleasure. I haven't been out with a woman as lovely as you in a very long time."

Setsuna smiled. "You're quite the flatterer. That must be where your son gets it from."

The man's smile faultered. "What son?"

"I do my research, Arai-san. I know who are, what you do, where you work, and about your family. I won't tell anyone, but don't think you can fool me."

The man smiled again. He was truly impressed. "May I take you out again, Setsuna-chan?"

The smile Setsuna was wearing never once left her face. "I don't think that would be a good idea. You see, my client doesn't know that you're her father's boyfriend. Your son doesn't know that his girlfriend's manager is dating his father. Wouldn't you want to keep it that way, Arai-san?"

The man once again lost his smile. "So I'll never get to see you again?"

"I wouldn't suggest it, but it's your secret to keep, not mine."

The man lowered his head. The woman in front of him was too smart for him. "In that case, can I at least steal a kiss before we part company?"

"Is it stolen if you ask for it?"

The man met her eyes, and was surprised by the laughter he saw in them. "I suppose it isn't."

"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to kiss me. You may not ever want to leave."

The man's smile returned again, full force. Setsuna silently marveled at the beauty of it. "In that case, please give me a reason to stay."

He brought his lips down to hers, but she stopped him with a finger. "I said it's not a good idea, Arai-san." She kissed him on the cheek. "Good night. I don't expect to see you again. Remember that, Hideki-kun."

With that, Setsuna walked into her house, leaving a flustered, blinking, frustrated man on her porch.

The man smiled. Who ever Setsuna Meioh was, she intruiged him. He was going to see her again, even if it cost him his relationship with his son.

A/N: This is getting complex faster than it's becoming simple. This is just side-story, but I have to keep Setsuna flirting to keep myself sane. I love writing her character because she's an enigma to so many of the other characters. Hopefully I won't be adding any more OCs, but who knows. All of them have their place in this, though.