"Did you hear the news?" Michiru whispered softly, the brisk air blowing through her hair.

"Yes," Haruka replied, keeping her eyes on the road. She flicked her sandy blonde hair behind her ear, raising her sunglasses from her eyes. She turned to Michiru. "What do you think about it?"

Michiru knitted her brows in concentration, as she pursed her lips together. "It's hard to say, really. There's part of me that wants to encourage her, and tell her to reach for the stars." She turned to Haruka. "She'd be able to make it with that pretty little face of her's."

Haruka smirked as she said, barely above a whisper, "I know who's prettier."

Michiru blushed and turned her face to the road. "Then there's that other part of me that's sure that she shouldn't do it because, well.."

"She's a senshi," Haruka finished. She nodded. "I don't like it. Minako has a responsibility to fulfill as a warrior of Venus; I don't think she should just throw away something as important as that for some silly modelling career." She sighed, her shoulders drooping. "She needs to know that."

Michiru snapped her head at Haruka's direction, her eyes with a glint of anger. "Don't you dare, Haruka."

Haruka grinned as she nodded. "Hai, Michi."

- - - -

When Minako arrived at home, she saw a boquet of flowers left in front of her bedroom door. Minako slowly picked it up, as she inhaled the wonderous scent of red roses. She then realized there was a box of chocolates next to it, as she squealed with delight to examine what type they were. "Creamy milk chocolate," she whispered. "My favourite!"

"A sweet for my sweet," a manly voice stated, as a handsome, white cat slipped from around the corner.

"Oh, Artemis," Minako squealed, as she held her cat in her hands, and kissed it's forehead. "Arigatou."

The cat smiled as he responded, "No problem. I heard the good news."

Minako set down the cat, as she opened the door to her room. "Isn't it great?!" she shrieked, as she placed the chocolates on her desk, along with the flowers. "I've always wanted to be an idol, you know? And now is my big break!"

Artemis hopped onto the bed and nodded quietly.

"Ooooh, the possibilites are endless, Artemis!" Minako spun around in circles, her eyes turning into pools of dreams. "Maybe I'll become a star like I've always wanted to. Or an actress of a blockbuster hit!"

"Sailor Venus is a star too," Artemis replied, looking down in shame, scolding himself for mentioning what he promised he wouldn't.

Minako's smile faded from her face as she looked at Artemis. "I know, I know, I really shouldn't be doing this." She sat down beside her cat, and stroked his back fondly. "But a girl can have some fun, can't she?" She smiled a weak smile, trying to convince herself as well.

Artemis purred in agreement, as the two sat in silence, reflecting on the events.

- - - -

"C'mon, Minako-chan, we don't have all day!" Makoto hollered.

Minako's eyes filled with delight as she entered the next clothing store. "Oooh, Mako-chan, I need to find just the right outfit for the audition!" She picked up a blue, summer dress and held it up to her body.

Makoto shook her head, as she followed Minako around the store like a lost puppy dog. "I suppose.. but did we need to go to every store?" She looked down at her feet regretfully, wishing she had a pair of comfy, soft slippers right now.

"Like I said, Mako-chan, it has to be perfect!" A green skirt caught her attention, as she held it up in front of her legs.

Makoto shook her head once again, commenting absentmindedly, "Green's not your colour."

Minako's eyes smiled with understanding, as she murmured, "You're a genius!"

Makoto cocked and eyebrow, as she tried to understand what she was getting at. "I already know that, but, remind me.. How am I a genius?"

Minako laughed a high pitched, girlish laugh that made Makoto cringe. "That's my laugh for the audition. Not too bad, right?"

Makoto sighed as she said, "You're modelling, since when will you have to talk or laugh?"

The blonde haired girl jumped to a silky, orange dress as she declared, "I found it!"

"Finally," Makoto mumbled, as she glomped towards her friend. "Why did I even agree to come?" she thought to herself.

As if sensing Makoto's thoughts, Minako smirked and said, "Usa's out with Mamoru-san; Ami-chan's studying, and Rei-chan has to clean the temple."

Makoto nodded, sadly remembering all of these events. "That's a nice one, Minako-chan. Orange looks great on you."

Minako winked as she simply said, "I know." She flipped through the dress sizes, frowning in disappointment. "They don't have my size," she thought to herself, as she found that the largest size they had was, oddly enough, a 4. "Damnit, I'm a 6," she pouted.

"Pardon me?" Makoto asked, stepping up next to Minako.

"Nothing, nothing," Minako smiled, as she unhooked the 4 from the rack. It was a beautiful dress, even Makoto could see it. The length was perfect for Minako, the end of the dress just barely grazing the floor. It had two slits up the sides, both ending around mid-theigh. It had spaghetti straps that were so thin and fine, it was hard to even notice it was there. The top of the dress was very fitted, as it tied crosswise at the back. Minako fell in love with it, even before trying it on. She raced to the dressing rooms, as Makoto thankfully sat on a chair.

Quickly undressing, Minako was anxious to see how she looked in this gorgeous dress. She had lots of trouble fitting into the waist, as her stomach bulged out from the dress from being too small. The back of the dress was practically glued to her buttocks; and she was afraid to move, because she might have ripped the slits a bit higher than it was supposed to. The straps dug into her chest, as she nearly cried out in pain, looking at herself in the mirror. It was a horrible sight; the dress was much too small for her; she looked like a whale stuck in a fish tank.

"So?" Makoto inquired outside, curious to see the stunning beauty.

"Uhh," Minako started, unsure of what to do, "I just forgot! I have these perfect shoes to go with it at home, so I can't show you the dress unless I have the shoes!"

Makoto burst out laughing as she replied, "You're funny.. Now c'mon, let's see the dress."

Minako yelled back in a fierce tone of voice, "I'm serious, Mako-chan!"

There was a long silence as Minako could almost picture Makoto's eyebrow rising. "Alright then."

Minako sighed with relief, as she sucked in her stomach once more, to slither out of the dress. Once changed and finished, she gave one last longing look at the dress as they left the store. "What are you so worried about?" Makoto inquired, noticing the sad look on her friend's face. "You'll get it sometime this week, won't you?"

Minako painted a smile as she replied, "Of course." She blinked back the tears that were stinging her eyes. Of course.