Hola everyone! First off: This is a Sailormoon fanfic.(Duh.) This is about
Aimee and Makoto. The perfect couple!!! :gets all warm and fuzzy: I love
this couple!!! :grins stupidly: I love Sailor Mercury!!! I love MAKOTO!!!!
I love everyone! :stops smiling: Except Tuxedo Kamen. Or Darien. Or Prince
Edymion. I could not possibly tell you how much I hate him. :smiles again:
But then again, I hate most guys.
Anyway...Hah hah! I have finally defeated my computer! I really hate typing. Really. I want a computer that can read my mind. But, I finally sat down and typed this up. Took me 3 HOURS. 3. Without breaks. Bah. I wrote this while listening to my new Abandoned Pools CD. I love this CD so much! My other CDs are feeling neglected... Maybe I'll listen to Garbage or Kittie when I go to sleep... I think I'm going to try to work in some of my favorite song lyrics in the next chapter.... hmmm... Bif Naked would fit nice in Chap. 4....
Still have yet to figure out why I decided to write this. Maybe I was bored. But the most likely reason is one to many independent films. That and my cat. Yes, my cat. She hasn't talked to me in days and I'm angry. But I digress...
OK. Standard Disclaimer. I don't own anything. Although I am the proud owner of two Sailor Moon Chibi plushies. One chibi Jupiter and a chibi Mercury. They are so cute. Beyond that and Sailor Moon S DVDs, I own nothing Sailor Moon related. Don't expect the next chapter anytime soon. You are now aware of how slow I type. I have 5 more chapters written in my notebook but it'll be a bit before I sit down and type the next chapter. So enjoy.
So anyway, I don't own Sailormoon. Which is a shame. I can just picture it...10 beautiful warriors... All with the hots for each other... :sigh: and a tuxedo mask\Kenny character who is killed off every show. In New and inventive ways... :drools slightly: An entire show of lesbian amazons!!! What more could a girl want?!? :sighs: And now I'm depressed. :pouts: I want a show full of beautiful animated lesbian women!! :perks up suddenly: But that's okay!! that's what fanfiction's for!! I just hope this is a good one....
I edited this. Finally. Genius that I am I didn't even send this through the spell checker the first time.
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Sparkling sapphire eyes, little red lips, soft blue hair. Legs to die for, creamy skin, and delicate hands. An irresistible smile, deep eyes, a worldly gaze. Sweet, loyal kind. Loving, forgiving, understanding. Sheer perfection. My Goddess. I love her with all my heart. But she'll never know.
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"Reeeeiii...." Usagi whined loudly. "I finished this manga. Got anymore?"
The miko in question rolled her eyes. "Have."
"What?"
Rei sighed. "Not 'Got anymore mangas?' It's 'Have anymore?' Have."
"Fine. Have anymore mangas?"
"Nope."
The rest of us senshi braced ourselves for the inevitable piercing shriek that was sure to follow that statement. When it didn't come...
"Oh, I'm sorry Usa!"
Rei scooted over to where our blonde princess was screwing up her face for an even more distressing wail. While Rei hurried to soothe Usagi, and Minako went over to diffuse a possible squabble (Usagi's personality and Rei's. It's amazing they haven't killed each other yet.), Ami and I returned to our studies. I looked over to her and rolled my eyes. She returned the gesture with an additional long-suffering sigh. I know the constant argument irks her to no end. As sweet as she is, there's only so much the human mind can bear. Even our own mousy genius' mind.
Who's was the king who's daughters became known as Queen Elizabeth the first and "Mary the Bloody"? How the hell should I know? Was it Henry the VII or the VIII? Blah. Maybe Ami knows.
I lifted my head to repeat the query I was working on to Ami, but her mind was obviously somewhere else. A small smile graced her face and her eyes held the dazed look that I sometimes catch on Rei and Mina's faces. I can guess who their dreaming of. It's not so hard to figure out after being friends with them so long. They left plenty of hints. But who's Ami fantasizing about? And she was definitely fantasizing judging from the glazed eyes. She never ogles anyone. I should know. I keep a close watch. Well, whoever it is, I'm going to nip this in the bud.
"Ames?" Well, I thought I was being quiet but I seem to have startled her all the same. I was instantly apologetic when I saw the faint coloring on her cheeks. I kinda wish I hadn't disturbed that dreamy look now.
"H-hai, Mako-chan?"
I smiled.
"So what were you thinking about?" Okay, so I wasn't that sorry.
"N-no one..." I love messing with her like this.
"I didn't ask who Blue. I asked what."
"Oh. Well, I'm telling you nothing."
"You know if you say that I'll just want to know more."
She put on this adorable pout and started wringing her hands.
"I'll take it to my grave."
She gave me a fiercely defiant look, as if challenging me to prove her wrong. It was tempting. A tickle fight with Ami is high on my favorite activities list. Right along with everything else that has any chance of skin on skin contact with her. But alas...
"Well, I'll have to let you go for now. I need help with World History."
She nodded and moved to my side of the low table to share my book. "What's up?" I gestured vaguely to my 3 pages of worksheets.
"They want us to read two chapters and then do three pages of questions to make up for all the time that stupid student teacher wasted."
She smiled and gave me a look that said she understood.
"So what do you need?"
She asked as she leaned closer to the book in front of me. I took a moment to collect the scattered remnants of my attention. She was really close.
"I, uh, just need help with the English dynasty. Empire. Family. Whatever. Who was Mary Tudor's father?"
"Uh, Henry the... Eighth."
Grabbing the first sheet, I quickly scribbled down the answer. I also began to wish that she would stop smiling at me because I couldn't help grinning like an idiot.
"That it?"
She asked, glancing at the worksheets in my hand. I had to think fast, I didn't want her to move away again.
"Uh, how about helping me with the French monarchs?"
She hunkered back on her heels and leaned forward against the table.
"So, what century are we in?" ================================================
We were well into the 1600s and just about done with the last worksheet when there was a knock at Rei's screen door.
"Rei?"
Grandpa Hino poked his head around the corner. Rei looked up from her place between Minako, Usagi, and the vast array of mangas.
"Yes?"
Grandpa Hino looked at where his granddaughter was being used as a bed by the two blondes.
"You might want to clean this up."
Rei quickly jumped up, sending Usagi's head from her lap to the floor and Minako tumbling after. As she gathered up as many mangas as she could she sent a glance to her Grandpa.
"Well, who's there?"
From around Grandpa Hino, a third blonde haired senshi appeared.
"Oh," Rei muttered, sending her armload crashing to the ground, "It's just Haruka. Grandpa, why didn't you just say so?"
The old shrine master just shook his head sadly at Haruka. "I'm sorry. I tried to raise her well. As hard as I try, she still has no respect for her elders."
He sighed and trotted off, no doubt still muttering about his failure to instill any manners whatsoever into his granddaughter.
"Well Rei, it's nice to see you, too." Rei waved a dismissive hand in Haruka's general direction as she returned to her position on the futon, gently soothing the bumps on the two blondes. Haruka sighed pitifully.
At the first sight of Haruka, Ami had jumped up and began throwing her things into her bag. I couldn't help but give Haruka a sulky glance before returning my attention to Ami's haste.
"Sorry Haruka. I just got caught up...."
The tall blonde just shook her head. "Take your time. I'm in no hurry."
After zipping her bag, Ami dropped down beside me. "Do you need anymore help?"
'Course, I wasn't focusing so much on her words as on her mouth so I entirely missed the question.
"Ami, when I said I wasn't in a hurry, I was just being polite..."
"Alright, alright...!" Turning back to me... "If you need anymore help, call the house okay?"
I nodded dumbly.
The racer was hopping from foot to foot impatiently, sending damn near scathing glances at Ami, which I discreetly, I thought, returned behind Ami's back. Haruka was sufficiently flustered by my obvious ire, and looked around as if there was another person I was giving the evil eye to. By the time she looked back at me, my focus was on Ami as she made her way through blondes and mikos.
"Come on! Let's go! Michiru and I actually have plans tonight."
"You know, you didn't have to agree to this if you were already busy." Ami retorted as the two quick stepped through the shrine atrium and down the steps.
"Yes I did! Michiru threatened me..." Their voices faded.
After Ami left, the rest of us quickly disbanded. Usagi and Mina headed to the arcade where Rei would meet them later. First, she stated, she would have to clean up their mess. I ran before she could stick me with cleaning duty or babysitting her two princesses. I was not in the mood to listen to-
"You're cheating!"
"Nuh-uh! You're just mad 'cause your losing!"
"I'm losing 'cause you're cheating!"
-for an hour. Besides, I had a lot to think about.
I walked around aimlessly for a while, kicking at anything that fell into my path. After nearly beaning someone in the head with an empty drink bottle, I figured I had better sit down before I killed someone.
I headed for Juuban Park, which apparently is the center of Tokyo, since every walk and battle seems to end up there eventually. I seated myself on a bench and rested my arms across the back. My bag became an impromptu soccer ball, and I kicked it back and forth slowly between the insteps of my feet. And, as you may have already guessed, my thoughts went straight (... I don't mean that as a joke -_- ...) to Ami. But no one's surprised by that.
How could I not be thinking about her? She is the most perfect creature that the gods have ever created. And I don't just say that because I'm biased. Well, maybe a little... But I did go to find an unbiased opinion. Which I found in the members of a few of her clubs. And a lot of the guys have the hots for her, possibly a few girls, too. Little do they know that I have first dibs. Most of the members of her Chess and Computer Club are easily intimidated. I know, I know, shame on you Makoto. Messing with your friends love life. Bah. I do feel bad. For a little while.
So anyway, as I sit and ponder the meaning of life (Okay, Okay. Actually I was in a daze thinking of Ami a la mode...yummmm... *ahem* you didn't hear that.), who should walk by?
"MAKO-CHAN!!!!!"
Grrr, arghhh. Can't a girl daydream in peace? Every time I give into the lust, something comes up(again no pun intended, I assure you ^^; ...). Chibi-usa came straight for me, bounding along, and taking Hotaru along for the ride.
"Hey cuties." No use getting upset at them. Chibi-usa squealed and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Hotaru grinned at me and went to my other side for a hug. Damn, Hotaru's getting tall. She's almost Ami's height.
"Hey Mako-chan! Hota and I were just going to her house!"
"Where have you two been? Your Cram classes were over... two hours ago!" Chibi-usa grimaced. Hotaru had wanted to take the same cram classes Ami had taken when she was in junior high. Hotaru idolizes Ami. Sometime ago Hotaru decided she wanted to become a nurse and began looking to Ami for guidance and direction. Chibi-usa had agreed to take them for Hotaru's sake.
"Well I had to eat." I glanced at Hotaru. She just shrugged and chuckled.
"Want to come with us to my house Mako-chan?" She asked while stooping to retrieve Chibi-usa's thrown bag.
I figured I should. There was something I had been meaning to talk to Setsuna about for awhile. Now was as good a time as ever. "Sure. I've been meaning to visit for awhile anyway."
Nodding quickly, Hotaru waited for me to grab my bag before collecting Chibi-usa, and proceeded to lead us along the bike path. The pink-haired princess trotted to catch up to Hotaru's side and linked their arms, lengthening her own stride to match her friend's unconsciously. They proceeded on their way with me in tow.
Anyway...Hah hah! I have finally defeated my computer! I really hate typing. Really. I want a computer that can read my mind. But, I finally sat down and typed this up. Took me 3 HOURS. 3. Without breaks. Bah. I wrote this while listening to my new Abandoned Pools CD. I love this CD so much! My other CDs are feeling neglected... Maybe I'll listen to Garbage or Kittie when I go to sleep... I think I'm going to try to work in some of my favorite song lyrics in the next chapter.... hmmm... Bif Naked would fit nice in Chap. 4....
Still have yet to figure out why I decided to write this. Maybe I was bored. But the most likely reason is one to many independent films. That and my cat. Yes, my cat. She hasn't talked to me in days and I'm angry. But I digress...
OK. Standard Disclaimer. I don't own anything. Although I am the proud owner of two Sailor Moon Chibi plushies. One chibi Jupiter and a chibi Mercury. They are so cute. Beyond that and Sailor Moon S DVDs, I own nothing Sailor Moon related. Don't expect the next chapter anytime soon. You are now aware of how slow I type. I have 5 more chapters written in my notebook but it'll be a bit before I sit down and type the next chapter. So enjoy.
So anyway, I don't own Sailormoon. Which is a shame. I can just picture it...10 beautiful warriors... All with the hots for each other... :sigh: and a tuxedo mask\Kenny character who is killed off every show. In New and inventive ways... :drools slightly: An entire show of lesbian amazons!!! What more could a girl want?!? :sighs: And now I'm depressed. :pouts: I want a show full of beautiful animated lesbian women!! :perks up suddenly: But that's okay!! that's what fanfiction's for!! I just hope this is a good one....
I edited this. Finally. Genius that I am I didn't even send this through the spell checker the first time.
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Sparkling sapphire eyes, little red lips, soft blue hair. Legs to die for, creamy skin, and delicate hands. An irresistible smile, deep eyes, a worldly gaze. Sweet, loyal kind. Loving, forgiving, understanding. Sheer perfection. My Goddess. I love her with all my heart. But she'll never know.
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"Reeeeiii...." Usagi whined loudly. "I finished this manga. Got anymore?"
The miko in question rolled her eyes. "Have."
"What?"
Rei sighed. "Not 'Got anymore mangas?' It's 'Have anymore?' Have."
"Fine. Have anymore mangas?"
"Nope."
The rest of us senshi braced ourselves for the inevitable piercing shriek that was sure to follow that statement. When it didn't come...
"Oh, I'm sorry Usa!"
Rei scooted over to where our blonde princess was screwing up her face for an even more distressing wail. While Rei hurried to soothe Usagi, and Minako went over to diffuse a possible squabble (Usagi's personality and Rei's. It's amazing they haven't killed each other yet.), Ami and I returned to our studies. I looked over to her and rolled my eyes. She returned the gesture with an additional long-suffering sigh. I know the constant argument irks her to no end. As sweet as she is, there's only so much the human mind can bear. Even our own mousy genius' mind.
Who's was the king who's daughters became known as Queen Elizabeth the first and "Mary the Bloody"? How the hell should I know? Was it Henry the VII or the VIII? Blah. Maybe Ami knows.
I lifted my head to repeat the query I was working on to Ami, but her mind was obviously somewhere else. A small smile graced her face and her eyes held the dazed look that I sometimes catch on Rei and Mina's faces. I can guess who their dreaming of. It's not so hard to figure out after being friends with them so long. They left plenty of hints. But who's Ami fantasizing about? And she was definitely fantasizing judging from the glazed eyes. She never ogles anyone. I should know. I keep a close watch. Well, whoever it is, I'm going to nip this in the bud.
"Ames?" Well, I thought I was being quiet but I seem to have startled her all the same. I was instantly apologetic when I saw the faint coloring on her cheeks. I kinda wish I hadn't disturbed that dreamy look now.
"H-hai, Mako-chan?"
I smiled.
"So what were you thinking about?" Okay, so I wasn't that sorry.
"N-no one..." I love messing with her like this.
"I didn't ask who Blue. I asked what."
"Oh. Well, I'm telling you nothing."
"You know if you say that I'll just want to know more."
She put on this adorable pout and started wringing her hands.
"I'll take it to my grave."
She gave me a fiercely defiant look, as if challenging me to prove her wrong. It was tempting. A tickle fight with Ami is high on my favorite activities list. Right along with everything else that has any chance of skin on skin contact with her. But alas...
"Well, I'll have to let you go for now. I need help with World History."
She nodded and moved to my side of the low table to share my book. "What's up?" I gestured vaguely to my 3 pages of worksheets.
"They want us to read two chapters and then do three pages of questions to make up for all the time that stupid student teacher wasted."
She smiled and gave me a look that said she understood.
"So what do you need?"
She asked as she leaned closer to the book in front of me. I took a moment to collect the scattered remnants of my attention. She was really close.
"I, uh, just need help with the English dynasty. Empire. Family. Whatever. Who was Mary Tudor's father?"
"Uh, Henry the... Eighth."
Grabbing the first sheet, I quickly scribbled down the answer. I also began to wish that she would stop smiling at me because I couldn't help grinning like an idiot.
"That it?"
She asked, glancing at the worksheets in my hand. I had to think fast, I didn't want her to move away again.
"Uh, how about helping me with the French monarchs?"
She hunkered back on her heels and leaned forward against the table.
"So, what century are we in?" ================================================
We were well into the 1600s and just about done with the last worksheet when there was a knock at Rei's screen door.
"Rei?"
Grandpa Hino poked his head around the corner. Rei looked up from her place between Minako, Usagi, and the vast array of mangas.
"Yes?"
Grandpa Hino looked at where his granddaughter was being used as a bed by the two blondes.
"You might want to clean this up."
Rei quickly jumped up, sending Usagi's head from her lap to the floor and Minako tumbling after. As she gathered up as many mangas as she could she sent a glance to her Grandpa.
"Well, who's there?"
From around Grandpa Hino, a third blonde haired senshi appeared.
"Oh," Rei muttered, sending her armload crashing to the ground, "It's just Haruka. Grandpa, why didn't you just say so?"
The old shrine master just shook his head sadly at Haruka. "I'm sorry. I tried to raise her well. As hard as I try, she still has no respect for her elders."
He sighed and trotted off, no doubt still muttering about his failure to instill any manners whatsoever into his granddaughter.
"Well Rei, it's nice to see you, too." Rei waved a dismissive hand in Haruka's general direction as she returned to her position on the futon, gently soothing the bumps on the two blondes. Haruka sighed pitifully.
At the first sight of Haruka, Ami had jumped up and began throwing her things into her bag. I couldn't help but give Haruka a sulky glance before returning my attention to Ami's haste.
"Sorry Haruka. I just got caught up...."
The tall blonde just shook her head. "Take your time. I'm in no hurry."
After zipping her bag, Ami dropped down beside me. "Do you need anymore help?"
'Course, I wasn't focusing so much on her words as on her mouth so I entirely missed the question.
"Ami, when I said I wasn't in a hurry, I was just being polite..."
"Alright, alright...!" Turning back to me... "If you need anymore help, call the house okay?"
I nodded dumbly.
The racer was hopping from foot to foot impatiently, sending damn near scathing glances at Ami, which I discreetly, I thought, returned behind Ami's back. Haruka was sufficiently flustered by my obvious ire, and looked around as if there was another person I was giving the evil eye to. By the time she looked back at me, my focus was on Ami as she made her way through blondes and mikos.
"Come on! Let's go! Michiru and I actually have plans tonight."
"You know, you didn't have to agree to this if you were already busy." Ami retorted as the two quick stepped through the shrine atrium and down the steps.
"Yes I did! Michiru threatened me..." Their voices faded.
After Ami left, the rest of us quickly disbanded. Usagi and Mina headed to the arcade where Rei would meet them later. First, she stated, she would have to clean up their mess. I ran before she could stick me with cleaning duty or babysitting her two princesses. I was not in the mood to listen to-
"You're cheating!"
"Nuh-uh! You're just mad 'cause your losing!"
"I'm losing 'cause you're cheating!"
-for an hour. Besides, I had a lot to think about.
I walked around aimlessly for a while, kicking at anything that fell into my path. After nearly beaning someone in the head with an empty drink bottle, I figured I had better sit down before I killed someone.
I headed for Juuban Park, which apparently is the center of Tokyo, since every walk and battle seems to end up there eventually. I seated myself on a bench and rested my arms across the back. My bag became an impromptu soccer ball, and I kicked it back and forth slowly between the insteps of my feet. And, as you may have already guessed, my thoughts went straight (... I don't mean that as a joke -_- ...) to Ami. But no one's surprised by that.
How could I not be thinking about her? She is the most perfect creature that the gods have ever created. And I don't just say that because I'm biased. Well, maybe a little... But I did go to find an unbiased opinion. Which I found in the members of a few of her clubs. And a lot of the guys have the hots for her, possibly a few girls, too. Little do they know that I have first dibs. Most of the members of her Chess and Computer Club are easily intimidated. I know, I know, shame on you Makoto. Messing with your friends love life. Bah. I do feel bad. For a little while.
So anyway, as I sit and ponder the meaning of life (Okay, Okay. Actually I was in a daze thinking of Ami a la mode...yummmm... *ahem* you didn't hear that.), who should walk by?
"MAKO-CHAN!!!!!"
Grrr, arghhh. Can't a girl daydream in peace? Every time I give into the lust, something comes up(again no pun intended, I assure you ^^; ...). Chibi-usa came straight for me, bounding along, and taking Hotaru along for the ride.
"Hey cuties." No use getting upset at them. Chibi-usa squealed and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Hotaru grinned at me and went to my other side for a hug. Damn, Hotaru's getting tall. She's almost Ami's height.
"Hey Mako-chan! Hota and I were just going to her house!"
"Where have you two been? Your Cram classes were over... two hours ago!" Chibi-usa grimaced. Hotaru had wanted to take the same cram classes Ami had taken when she was in junior high. Hotaru idolizes Ami. Sometime ago Hotaru decided she wanted to become a nurse and began looking to Ami for guidance and direction. Chibi-usa had agreed to take them for Hotaru's sake.
"Well I had to eat." I glanced at Hotaru. She just shrugged and chuckled.
"Want to come with us to my house Mako-chan?" She asked while stooping to retrieve Chibi-usa's thrown bag.
I figured I should. There was something I had been meaning to talk to Setsuna about for awhile. Now was as good a time as ever. "Sure. I've been meaning to visit for awhile anyway."
Nodding quickly, Hotaru waited for me to grab my bag before collecting Chibi-usa, and proceeded to lead us along the bike path. The pink-haired princess trotted to catch up to Hotaru's side and linked their arms, lengthening her own stride to match her friend's unconsciously. They proceeded on their way with me in tow.