Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Sailormoon
Author's note: Sorry it took so long to get this out. I have to admit that I kinda lost interest because I had little inspiration during the past few months. Thankfully, I had gained some inspiration therefore motivating me to write again. Dedicated to all Makoto and Minako fans, please Enjoy.
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The past few months were rather normal for the three, going on the same routine everyday. Well, except for Mina's new boyfriend, Duo Maxwell. It didn't surprise Mia and Makoto that they would hook up. Knowing Mina, she always went for the cute and muscular kind. Despite his seemingly low brain cells and being a slight pervert, Makoto approved of him. He was far better than Mina's old boyfriends. She noticed that he had that sense of responsibility in him. Even though he would laugh all the time and make jokes, Makoto can sense that he knows how to be serious when the time calls for it. He wasn't like Eric, Mia's real dad, or so she hopes.
Mia also liked Duo. She took him sort of as a father figure. She loved being around Duo. Partly because of his childish ways, he gets along with Mia better than Mina could. Duo, in his part, also loved the kiddo. In the same way Mia thinks of him as a father figure, he treats her like his own daughter. Often times, Mia would tag along with Duo on one of his dates with Mina. Of course, annoying Mina twice as much as Mia usually does, but inside, her motherly feelings kicks in and is happy that her daughter is actually getting along with the love of her life.
It was twelve at midnight, and Makoto had just finished locking up the restaurant. True, she had employees to work for her, but Makoto liked that idea of actually working on her OWN restaurant. She wasn't like those other big business owners that do nothing but dictate everything without actually doing some responsibilities themselves. Everyday Makoto would be chef and at the same time manage the restaurant's financial affairs. That evening, she was busier than usual. They had many customers that night and not many of her employees came to work, forcing her to work overtime.
Because her car was in the shop and home was only a few blocks away, Makoto was forced to walk in the middle of the night. Normally, that was not the wise thing to do because on the alleyways lurk many drug addicts and punks who come looking for trouble, but Makoto convinced herself that she was strong and could handle walking home by herself. Inevitably, a group of six ragged and dangerous men came up to her holding all sorts of weapons and had nothing in mind but to hurt the young lady. Makoto, being an experienced martial artist, stayed still. She knew that she could take care of these goons, but she had some doubts. In a fighting stance, she kicked one of the men in the groin. As a normal reaction, the other men lunged at her. Given that there were many of them, Makoto did not have the power to fight them all. They brought her to the alley. Two men held her wrist while the rest were ready to rape her like lions ready to devour its meal.
"God please help me," Makoto cried inwardly.
Just as one of the men was ready to unzip his pants down, someone mysteriously appeared and punched his lights out. The men, taking their attention off of the young lady, picked up their weapons again and were ready to beat the crap out of the person who punched their friend. Makoto quickly escaped and watched as his mysterious angel fought the group of men, which tried to rape her, single-handedly. Thankfully, he was able to beat them so badly that they ran away like tiny, filthy rats. Makoto came up to him. Seeing his lovely figure and face, she talked.
"Thank you, stranger. May I ask what is your name?"
"Trowa Barton," he replied just as he walked away into the darkness.
Standing there alone, she became curious of this guy, but before anything else might happen to her, she hurried home.
Before she went to bed that night, she couldn't help but think about her mysterious angel. "What was his name again?" she pondered. "Trevor Barton? No, that did not sound right. Taylor Barton. Hmm…something with a 'T' and a 'Barton.' Oh well, probably I might not see him again anyway."
Next morning, Mia and Mina were first to get up. Makoto awoke through the sound of the fire alarm. She figured that Mia and Mina were making breakfast.
"Mia! Mina! Are you trying to burn the apartment down?!" Makoto screamed from her room on her way out.
"Mako, help!" screamed Mina.
On her way to the kitchen, she saw them both covered in black smoke. She wanted to scold them and at the same time laugh. They looked so hilarious. Makoto couldn't help but laugh at them.
"It's her fault!" Mia pointed to Mina. "She doesn't know how to cook!"
"It's my fault?! Who said, 'Ooh, wet's make bweakfast fow Mom!'," Mina said mockingly.
"Well you don't know how to cook!" Mia retorted.
"Like you know how!"
"Better than you!"
"Why you little-"
"Stop!" Makoto attempted to stop their quarreling. "Just leave the kitchen alone and go clean yourselves up! And if I hear more arguing, Mia you'll get grounded for a week!"
"She started it!" Mia protested.
"Hah!" teased Mina.
"Mina, stop! Or I'll ground you, too! For crying out loud, you're 23 years old and you still act like a seven year old. Don't even think that I can't do it. Believe me, I can!" Makoto was mad.
"Man, Is Mina forgetting that this is her daughter? Perhaps she is playing her role a little too much!" Makoto thought.
Not wanting to anger her more, Mia and Mina did as Makoto told them to do. They clean themselves up. Although Makoto was kind and cheerful most of the time, she can be as fierce as the fiercest animal once they get on her nerves. That is a scene that nobody would ever want to see. Once they were cleaned up and out of their rooms, they saw the kitchen and were filled with awe at how fast Makoto had cleaned up the kitchen efficiently and spotlessly.
On the dining table, they ate quietly. No one spoke a word. Mia and Mina ate while Makoto read the newspaper. She was skimming through the ads and saw that the circus was in town. Feeling guilty about scolding the two, she decided to give them a treat.
"Hey guys! Guess who's in town?" Makoto talked.
"Famous soccer player, Mia Hamm?" Mia said finally talking with great interest.
"Josh Hartnett?" Mina squealed dreamily.
"No, the circus! My treat!" Makoto said happily.
"Yay!" both exclaimed.
"Can I bring Duo along?" Mina suggested.
"Yea can she Mom?" Mia sided with Mina, for once.
"Sure," Makoto agreed.
TBC.
