Minako no Baka
You once told me that perhaps we, us Inners, might have had a chance to be in love if it were not for the reckless charm she possessed. At that moment, you chose to grace your fingers ever so slightly over my fingers, warmth lingering warily. And at that moment, I had chosen to glance at the dear princess who molded herself onto the prince, absolutely missing your gaze of "unrequited desire" as our shy water nymph was kind to quote. That is...long after that day...much too long after the warmth had proceeded to tug within me.
Goddess of Love, you may be, how is that you could not of had told me? Who would have thought? The notion still escapes me—a goddess intrigued by a miko running around in a Catholic school dress paid by a father who left her enthusiastically? Did you not realize that by taking your life, you would have had another to accompany you? 'Are you still peeved at Super Sailor V, o' high and mighty priestess?' You'd probably ask now, the sunlight playing in your hair and a bounce to every twirl of your shoulders. No, how could anyone ever be? But... I just wished you had waited for me.
Where have you gone? Please don't hide, this is all so cruel, come back. Come back to me so that we may prove them wrong. They tell me you've left us...me. How silly our princess can be! They never did understand; they should have left us...but it's not too late. Maybe next time we will be all alone…For now, Minako, will I see you when I open my eyes? Minako no baka, you would have been my perfect wife.
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Author's Note: Hmmm...not angsty enough. At least this is my first finished fic. Sigh, must continue to work on other ones. By the way, thanks for reviews! ^-^ I thrive on your reviews!
May 27, 2003: Updated. Like before, changed a bit but not too much. Must preserve my first fic! I just want to thank everyone for the support! I don't think there will be a sequel, but I blush at your requests! (Seriously!) But there's a very slim chance that I might come up with something. Anyhow…Arigatou! I do solemnly swear to start working furiously on "Come Back to Me."