The Music of our Life
Saturate Me
A Song fic by, Minako Winner
Song by Mandy Moore
Here's a song fic for you people until I get over my writer's block for the story "Who said School isn't any fun?" ....this is just a little Minako/Quatre song fic... I hope to do one with ALL my favorite couples.....I have this one...and a song idea for Usagi and Hiiro.....and more...but I'm not sure who yet..... anyways...here I go...my first Song fic...wish me luck!
Rei-chan: *appears * GOOD LUCK!!! ....and you better do A Rei and Trowa one!
MW: I may...Now LEAVE!
Rei: Gone JA! *waves and disappears *
Age-
Quatre: 26
Minako: 25
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon Gundam Wing, or the song "Saturate me"
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Minako tapped her fingers on the wooden table as she watched the small desert market place before her. Smiling at the little children who played happily in the sandy streets. Leaning forward on the small table Minako looked to the edge of the busy shops, the sun beating down on her bare neck. Narrowing her eyes she swore she saw a light blonde head in the crowd, and since she has been in the small town the light blonde headed person she saw was Quatre. Closing her eyes tightly and told herself that she's seeing things, Quatre couldn't possible be out here, he had work to do.
********
The desert I wander lacks in its mirage
There's no mistaking a barrage
********
"I've just been in the sun too long..." Minako mumbled as she ran a hand over her hair, which the cook had skillfully braided, then spun around her head to make a crown of gold.
"Minako-sama, would you like to go look at the Market place now?" a man's voice said behind her.
Turning she smiled at the dark haired Maganac. "Of Course, Abdoul, but please, call me Minako-chan, or even Mina-chan." She said standing and knowing that she stuck out of the crowd of people, not only because her golden hair, but also the modern style clothes she wore.
Abdoul put his hand behind his head and gave her a look of puzzlement. "But, you're Quatre-sama's fiancé, it wouldn't be right to call you by something so disrespectful, when you're that important."
Minako sighed and dropped her shoulders for a moment, she had been trying to get the Maganacs and the staff at the house to call her Mina, and to drop the whole sama thing since she got there a week ago, but she couldn't, they would just reply like Abdoul did.
*******
Of sand and wind that tears my skin (tears my skin)
Leaving what's without exposing what's within
*******
As the two set off to the busiest area of town Minako looked around not noticing the looks she was getting from all around her. Gasping she ran over to an older woman who was weaving a basket.
"Wow." She said her eyes widening as the woman weaved on, only looking up once to see who was giving her the compliment.
"I'm glad you like it." Was all the woman said not stopping.
"I do. It's so pretty!" Minako said rocking on her feet as she looked around some more.
"Minako-sama, at the stall next to us there is a woman who I know personally always has sweets at her table." Abdoul said as he watched Minako smile and dash over to the next table.
"So, Abdoul, who is that?" the woman said finally setting the basket down.
"It's our young master's betrothed, I'm amazed you didn't guess just by looking at her clothes, she does stand out." Abdoul said smiling at Minako's black knee-length jean skirt and khaki colored button-down long sleeve shirt and khaki color tennis shoes.
"I had a feeling. What's her name?" The woman picked up her weaving.
" Aino Minako, it suits her to." The Maganac said with a large grin.
"What do you mean?" She asked her hand busy.
"It means 'Beautiful child of love' and that she is. The week she's been here she's brought this cheerful feeling to the house, it's different, but nice."
********
Forsaken, left here
In my barren desolate...
********
Minako smiled as the cheerful woman handed her another piece of candy, a kind that was only found in a desert town like this one.
"Thank you, this is very good, in Japan we don't have this kind of candy." Minako said looking at the jewelry the woman sold, that was sitting next to a plate of the sweets Minako had just tried.
"I'm glad you like them." She middle aged woman said with a smile. "May I ask you a question?"
Minako looked up from a pair of stunning hair clips. "Oh yes. I don't mind at all, if that's what you're worried about."
"Would you happen to be Quatre-sama's wife-to-be?"
Minako gave her a silly kind of smile that seem to come out anytime Quatre was around or when anyone mentioned him. "Yes. Yes I am."
"That's wonderful, you seem as if you would be a breath of fresh air to that stuffy old group of Maganacs!"
Minako let out a laugh and smiled at the woman. "I guess you could say that." Fingering one of the silver hair clips she looked at the woman "How much are these?"
"50, I had another pair this morning but a young man bought them."
Minako sighed; she didn't have that much money with her. And she should have known that something this fine would be expensive. Hanging her head she muttered a 'thank you' for the candy and walked over to Abdoul.
"Minako-sama, we need to be getting back, Quatre wanted to have lunch with you remember." Abdoul said watch the girl smile again and take off through the crowd.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
"Mi-chan! Did you have fun this morning? Did Abdoul show you around like you wanted?" Quatre said pulling his petite fiancé into a hug, and kissing her forehead.
"Yes, I had a wonderful time." She poked him in the ribs. "But it would have been even better if you showed me around." She said leaning her head on his arm as they walk through the large house and into a small room that was furnished with a small table set for two.
"I know Mi-chan, I'm sorry but I really did need to call all of my sisters or at least get in touch with them in some way. We can have them missing our wedding." Quatre said as he pulled Minako's chair out for her. Then sitting down himself.
"I Know and I understand, by the way when are they going to be here?" she said as they started eating.
"Tomorrow." Quatre said calmly as he ate.
"WHAT!"
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
Quatre chuckled as he watched Minako fidget and the tailor scold her once more. "Mi-chan, if you stop moving it will take less time, then you'll be able to do whatever you want."
"I know, but this is taking a very long time." She said with a pout her bottom lip sticking out.
Smiling as the tailor slipped out of the room for a moment, Quatre crossed the room to a still pouting Minako.
"Stop pouting." He said putting his hand under her chin. When she didn't listen to him he quickly pushed his lips against her's. He heard her giggle gently at the surprise of the kiss but greedily pushed her lips against his. Tugging gently on her chin with his thumb he opened her mouth deepening the kiss.
"Excuse me."
Quatre pulled away blushing as the tailor walked up to the two again.
"You may have her back in a little way Quatre-sama, I just have a few more things to do." The Tailor said pulling out a piece of cloth and starting to work again.
Retreating back to the wall he smiled. He had, after all, gotten Minako to stop pouting.
********
My days stretch long into the heat
As the sun brightens my defeat
********
Minako stood nervously in the large hallway, Quatre smiled down at her kissing her hand that he held lovingly.
"Calm down Mi-chan, they'll love you." Quatre as she leaned on him, her knees shaking.
"I know, you keep saying that...but I still am nervous, you can't change that." Minako said, as she heard the large door being pulled open. Closing her eyes tightly, realizing that her hands would have been shaking as badly as her knees if Quatre was not holding one and the other was not gripping her other arm tightly.
"Iria! It's so good to see you again!" Quatre said excitedly.
Minako thanked him silently for not dropping her hand. Because then she would have lost the little control she had right now.
"Iria, This is Minako, Minako this is my sister Iria." Quatre said letting go of her hand and moving it to her back where he moved it up and down trying to calm her.
Minako opened her eyes to see a smiling woman, who looked as if she wasn't a day older then 26, but Iria, Quatre had told her was his oldest sister at 37. Her warm honey colored hair fell in waves to her shoulders, as her blue eyes shone with a warm welcoming light.
"So, you're the woman who's captured my little brother's heart?" Iria said in a light tone.
********
My lips are chapped, they're parched and dry (parched and dry)
My thirst it builds, with every day gone by....
********
Minako smiled as she looked around her room, everything was nice and clean. After meeting Iria Minako had become more at ease with meeting everyone else, and she did, although she didn't remember most of the names.
Minako sat on her bed and looked over to the gown that had been finished this morning, tonight Quatre was having dinner and dancing tonight with an Arabian flare to it. Quatre had told her she didn't have to go in Arabian style clothing, but that she could wear anything she wanted, and he wouldn't care, she'd still be beautiful to him.
But Minako wanted to. So Quatre had a tailor come and make Minako's modern Arabian dress, they had been working on it since Minako got there a week ago.
"Mi-chan," Quatre started through her bedroom door. "May I come in?"
"You own the house Quatre, you have the right to go anywhere you want to." Minako said standing up walking to Quatre who closed the door quietly behind him.
"Mi-chan, I wanted you to have something to go with your dress." He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out something wrapped in a piece of white cloth.
"Qua-chan," she said her eyes smiling. "You really didn't have to." Minako said with a shake of her head.
"But," his kissed her on the forehead, pushing the cloth into her hands. "I wanted to, and your not going to deny me that right to do that are you?"
Minako gave in. "No, I won't Quatre." She slowly pulled the cloth away to reveal a pair of hair clips like the ones she wanted, only these were gold and had yellow gems on it. "Quatre..." she tailed off as she looked up at his smiling face. "Thank you, Love." She said throwing her arms around him one hand clutching the gift.
"I'm glad you like it." Quatre said hugging her back. "You will wear them tonight with your dress won't you?"
She kissed him quickly on the lips. "Of course."
********
Forsaken, left here
In my barren desolate...
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
Minako stood back and looked in the mirror, running her hands down the front of her skirt, she sighed. She loved her dress but she couldn't think of how to do her hair.
She looked down again; Quatre had the tailor make her a dress somewhat like an Arabian dancer. The skirt was made of layers and layers of orange and yellow gauzy material, which ended just below her knees in triangles. And her shirt was a plain white square neck thin-strapped sleeveless shirt, which ended just before her belly button, and then a gauzy yellow over shirt that hung loosely around her arms and ended at her elbows.
"Minako, may I come in?"
Minako turned around to see Iria standing in the half open doorway. She had on a dress similar to her's only in blues and was more like an Arabian traditional dancers'.
"Yes, please do." Minako said smiling at the women who had immediately accepted her.
"I thought you may like an idea for your hair." Iria said closing the door behind her.
"Oh, please that would help me so much." Minako said running a hand through her damp hair.
"Here." Iria said ushering Minako to a chair in front of her mirror. "Sit, I have a wonderful idea for your hair."
Minako smiled as Iria picked up a brush.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Storm around me, bring the tide
********
Smiling Minako tied up her flat sandals that laced up her cafes. Sanding up, Minako slipped out her door, the dancing had begun a few minutes ago and she had top meat Quatre.
"Minako-sama, you look stunning." Abdoul said lowering his sunglasses, to look at her.
"Thank you Abdoul. Is Quatre down there." Minako asked looking down into the crowded room.
"Yes he is. See." Pointing to the bottom of the staircase. There Quatre stood waiting a smile on his lips.
"See you later Abdoul." Minako said starting down.
"Minako-sama," Minako looked back up when he called her name "save a dance for me."
"Of course."
********
The dunes that shift, drift and lift in the wind
Cover up my Hope, as I start to give in
To the cracks and creases and the dips in my will
As I am pushed toward the brink, I drink down and swill
********
"Mi-chan, you look...wow." Quatre said taking her arm. "Did Iria do you hair for you?" Quatre looking at the way the sides had been separated into small sections and then braided and hold with her new clips.
"Yes she did." Minako as Quatre walked with her out on to the dance floor.
"Mi-chan, I'm glad the two of you are getting along, I thought it would be harder for you to feel excepted then it has been, because you are from such different backgrounds." Quatre said wrapping his arms around her
"Qua-chan, I don't care how different we are, I love you so much, I want to become everything you are, everything. I want you to become me...I want our souls to be connected. I want you to saturate me, in every little way."
Quatre smiled and opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it and leaned towards her kissing her deeply, poring all he was into it.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
"I love you Mi-chan."
"I love you too, Quatre." Minako said resting her head on his shoulder as they danced together.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Storm around me, bring the tide
********
The End
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They you go...my first song fic...not THAT bad...At least that's what my friends say...I know it sucks...anyways...Ja!
Next to come: a Hiiro and Usagi song fic.
And if you have any idea's for couples that'd you'd like to see, just ask...and You may see them...Just NO PAIRING QUATRE WITH ANYONE ELSE. Kay! Ja Matte- Minako Winner.
Saturate Me
A Song fic by, Minako Winner
Song by Mandy Moore
Here's a song fic for you people until I get over my writer's block for the story "Who said School isn't any fun?" ....this is just a little Minako/Quatre song fic... I hope to do one with ALL my favorite couples.....I have this one...and a song idea for Usagi and Hiiro.....and more...but I'm not sure who yet..... anyways...here I go...my first Song fic...wish me luck!
Rei-chan: *appears * GOOD LUCK!!! ....and you better do A Rei and Trowa one!
MW: I may...Now LEAVE!
Rei: Gone JA! *waves and disappears *
Age-
Quatre: 26
Minako: 25
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon Gundam Wing, or the song "Saturate me"
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Minako tapped her fingers on the wooden table as she watched the small desert market place before her. Smiling at the little children who played happily in the sandy streets. Leaning forward on the small table Minako looked to the edge of the busy shops, the sun beating down on her bare neck. Narrowing her eyes she swore she saw a light blonde head in the crowd, and since she has been in the small town the light blonde headed person she saw was Quatre. Closing her eyes tightly and told herself that she's seeing things, Quatre couldn't possible be out here, he had work to do.
********
The desert I wander lacks in its mirage
There's no mistaking a barrage
********
"I've just been in the sun too long..." Minako mumbled as she ran a hand over her hair, which the cook had skillfully braided, then spun around her head to make a crown of gold.
"Minako-sama, would you like to go look at the Market place now?" a man's voice said behind her.
Turning she smiled at the dark haired Maganac. "Of Course, Abdoul, but please, call me Minako-chan, or even Mina-chan." She said standing and knowing that she stuck out of the crowd of people, not only because her golden hair, but also the modern style clothes she wore.
Abdoul put his hand behind his head and gave her a look of puzzlement. "But, you're Quatre-sama's fiancé, it wouldn't be right to call you by something so disrespectful, when you're that important."
Minako sighed and dropped her shoulders for a moment, she had been trying to get the Maganacs and the staff at the house to call her Mina, and to drop the whole sama thing since she got there a week ago, but she couldn't, they would just reply like Abdoul did.
*******
Of sand and wind that tears my skin (tears my skin)
Leaving what's without exposing what's within
*******
As the two set off to the busiest area of town Minako looked around not noticing the looks she was getting from all around her. Gasping she ran over to an older woman who was weaving a basket.
"Wow." She said her eyes widening as the woman weaved on, only looking up once to see who was giving her the compliment.
"I'm glad you like it." Was all the woman said not stopping.
"I do. It's so pretty!" Minako said rocking on her feet as she looked around some more.
"Minako-sama, at the stall next to us there is a woman who I know personally always has sweets at her table." Abdoul said as he watched Minako smile and dash over to the next table.
"So, Abdoul, who is that?" the woman said finally setting the basket down.
"It's our young master's betrothed, I'm amazed you didn't guess just by looking at her clothes, she does stand out." Abdoul said smiling at Minako's black knee-length jean skirt and khaki colored button-down long sleeve shirt and khaki color tennis shoes.
"I had a feeling. What's her name?" The woman picked up her weaving.
" Aino Minako, it suits her to." The Maganac said with a large grin.
"What do you mean?" She asked her hand busy.
"It means 'Beautiful child of love' and that she is. The week she's been here she's brought this cheerful feeling to the house, it's different, but nice."
********
Forsaken, left here
In my barren desolate...
********
Minako smiled as the cheerful woman handed her another piece of candy, a kind that was only found in a desert town like this one.
"Thank you, this is very good, in Japan we don't have this kind of candy." Minako said looking at the jewelry the woman sold, that was sitting next to a plate of the sweets Minako had just tried.
"I'm glad you like them." She middle aged woman said with a smile. "May I ask you a question?"
Minako looked up from a pair of stunning hair clips. "Oh yes. I don't mind at all, if that's what you're worried about."
"Would you happen to be Quatre-sama's wife-to-be?"
Minako gave her a silly kind of smile that seem to come out anytime Quatre was around or when anyone mentioned him. "Yes. Yes I am."
"That's wonderful, you seem as if you would be a breath of fresh air to that stuffy old group of Maganacs!"
Minako let out a laugh and smiled at the woman. "I guess you could say that." Fingering one of the silver hair clips she looked at the woman "How much are these?"
"50, I had another pair this morning but a young man bought them."
Minako sighed; she didn't have that much money with her. And she should have known that something this fine would be expensive. Hanging her head she muttered a 'thank you' for the candy and walked over to Abdoul.
"Minako-sama, we need to be getting back, Quatre wanted to have lunch with you remember." Abdoul said watch the girl smile again and take off through the crowd.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
"Mi-chan! Did you have fun this morning? Did Abdoul show you around like you wanted?" Quatre said pulling his petite fiancé into a hug, and kissing her forehead.
"Yes, I had a wonderful time." She poked him in the ribs. "But it would have been even better if you showed me around." She said leaning her head on his arm as they walk through the large house and into a small room that was furnished with a small table set for two.
"I know Mi-chan, I'm sorry but I really did need to call all of my sisters or at least get in touch with them in some way. We can have them missing our wedding." Quatre said as he pulled Minako's chair out for her. Then sitting down himself.
"I Know and I understand, by the way when are they going to be here?" she said as they started eating.
"Tomorrow." Quatre said calmly as he ate.
"WHAT!"
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
Quatre chuckled as he watched Minako fidget and the tailor scold her once more. "Mi-chan, if you stop moving it will take less time, then you'll be able to do whatever you want."
"I know, but this is taking a very long time." She said with a pout her bottom lip sticking out.
Smiling as the tailor slipped out of the room for a moment, Quatre crossed the room to a still pouting Minako.
"Stop pouting." He said putting his hand under her chin. When she didn't listen to him he quickly pushed his lips against her's. He heard her giggle gently at the surprise of the kiss but greedily pushed her lips against his. Tugging gently on her chin with his thumb he opened her mouth deepening the kiss.
"Excuse me."
Quatre pulled away blushing as the tailor walked up to the two again.
"You may have her back in a little way Quatre-sama, I just have a few more things to do." The Tailor said pulling out a piece of cloth and starting to work again.
Retreating back to the wall he smiled. He had, after all, gotten Minako to stop pouting.
********
My days stretch long into the heat
As the sun brightens my defeat
********
Minako stood nervously in the large hallway, Quatre smiled down at her kissing her hand that he held lovingly.
"Calm down Mi-chan, they'll love you." Quatre as she leaned on him, her knees shaking.
"I know, you keep saying that...but I still am nervous, you can't change that." Minako said, as she heard the large door being pulled open. Closing her eyes tightly, realizing that her hands would have been shaking as badly as her knees if Quatre was not holding one and the other was not gripping her other arm tightly.
"Iria! It's so good to see you again!" Quatre said excitedly.
Minako thanked him silently for not dropping her hand. Because then she would have lost the little control she had right now.
"Iria, This is Minako, Minako this is my sister Iria." Quatre said letting go of her hand and moving it to her back where he moved it up and down trying to calm her.
Minako opened her eyes to see a smiling woman, who looked as if she wasn't a day older then 26, but Iria, Quatre had told her was his oldest sister at 37. Her warm honey colored hair fell in waves to her shoulders, as her blue eyes shone with a warm welcoming light.
"So, you're the woman who's captured my little brother's heart?" Iria said in a light tone.
********
My lips are chapped, they're parched and dry (parched and dry)
My thirst it builds, with every day gone by....
********
Minako smiled as she looked around her room, everything was nice and clean. After meeting Iria Minako had become more at ease with meeting everyone else, and she did, although she didn't remember most of the names.
Minako sat on her bed and looked over to the gown that had been finished this morning, tonight Quatre was having dinner and dancing tonight with an Arabian flare to it. Quatre had told her she didn't have to go in Arabian style clothing, but that she could wear anything she wanted, and he wouldn't care, she'd still be beautiful to him.
But Minako wanted to. So Quatre had a tailor come and make Minako's modern Arabian dress, they had been working on it since Minako got there a week ago.
"Mi-chan," Quatre started through her bedroom door. "May I come in?"
"You own the house Quatre, you have the right to go anywhere you want to." Minako said standing up walking to Quatre who closed the door quietly behind him.
"Mi-chan, I wanted you to have something to go with your dress." He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out something wrapped in a piece of white cloth.
"Qua-chan," she said her eyes smiling. "You really didn't have to." Minako said with a shake of her head.
"But," his kissed her on the forehead, pushing the cloth into her hands. "I wanted to, and your not going to deny me that right to do that are you?"
Minako gave in. "No, I won't Quatre." She slowly pulled the cloth away to reveal a pair of hair clips like the ones she wanted, only these were gold and had yellow gems on it. "Quatre..." she tailed off as she looked up at his smiling face. "Thank you, Love." She said throwing her arms around him one hand clutching the gift.
"I'm glad you like it." Quatre said hugging her back. "You will wear them tonight with your dress won't you?"
She kissed him quickly on the lips. "Of course."
********
Forsaken, left here
In my barren desolate...
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
Minako stood back and looked in the mirror, running her hands down the front of her skirt, she sighed. She loved her dress but she couldn't think of how to do her hair.
She looked down again; Quatre had the tailor make her a dress somewhat like an Arabian dancer. The skirt was made of layers and layers of orange and yellow gauzy material, which ended just below her knees in triangles. And her shirt was a plain white square neck thin-strapped sleeveless shirt, which ended just before her belly button, and then a gauzy yellow over shirt that hung loosely around her arms and ended at her elbows.
"Minako, may I come in?"
Minako turned around to see Iria standing in the half open doorway. She had on a dress similar to her's only in blues and was more like an Arabian traditional dancers'.
"Yes, please do." Minako said smiling at the women who had immediately accepted her.
"I thought you may like an idea for your hair." Iria said closing the door behind her.
"Oh, please that would help me so much." Minako said running a hand through her damp hair.
"Here." Iria said ushering Minako to a chair in front of her mirror. "Sit, I have a wonderful idea for your hair."
Minako smiled as Iria picked up a brush.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Storm around me, bring the tide
********
Smiling Minako tied up her flat sandals that laced up her cafes. Sanding up, Minako slipped out her door, the dancing had begun a few minutes ago and she had top meat Quatre.
"Minako-sama, you look stunning." Abdoul said lowering his sunglasses, to look at her.
"Thank you Abdoul. Is Quatre down there." Minako asked looking down into the crowded room.
"Yes he is. See." Pointing to the bottom of the staircase. There Quatre stood waiting a smile on his lips.
"See you later Abdoul." Minako said starting down.
"Minako-sama," Minako looked back up when he called her name "save a dance for me."
"Of course."
********
The dunes that shift, drift and lift in the wind
Cover up my Hope, as I start to give in
To the cracks and creases and the dips in my will
As I am pushed toward the brink, I drink down and swill
********
"Mi-chan, you look...wow." Quatre said taking her arm. "Did Iria do you hair for you?" Quatre looking at the way the sides had been separated into small sections and then braided and hold with her new clips.
"Yes she did." Minako as Quatre walked with her out on to the dance floor.
"Mi-chan, I'm glad the two of you are getting along, I thought it would be harder for you to feel excepted then it has been, because you are from such different backgrounds." Quatre said wrapping his arms around her
"Qua-chan, I don't care how different we are, I love you so much, I want to become everything you are, everything. I want you to become me...I want our souls to be connected. I want you to saturate me, in every little way."
Quatre smiled and opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it and leaned towards her kissing her deeply, poring all he was into it.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Rain down on me with life
********
"I love you Mi-chan."
"I love you too, Quatre." Minako said resting her head on his shoulder as they danced together.
********
My soul is evaporating
Won't you saturate me, won't you saturate me
Storm around me, bring the tide
********
The End
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
They you go...my first song fic...not THAT bad...At least that's what my friends say...I know it sucks...anyways...Ja!
Next to come: a Hiiro and Usagi song fic.
And if you have any idea's for couples that'd you'd like to see, just ask...and You may see them...Just NO PAIRING QUATRE WITH ANYONE ELSE. Kay! Ja Matte- Minako Winner.