Waiting for Minako
by DDFA (Mark A Page)

Part Thirteen - The Unlucky

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Scene: A beach, supposedly in North Queensland (cue banjos) but this
has not been confirmed by our operatives. Ami and Makoto are lying
on the beach, battered and bruised after a beating by an angry
Tenjou Utena, annoyed at their apparent prejudice against pink-
haired bimbos.... I mean people.... Ahem....

It is now night, and they are staring up at the stars.


Makoto: I think I'm missing a couple of teeth.

Ami: .....

Makoto: I can still taste the blood in my mouth.

Ami: .....

Makoto: Are you conscious, yet?

Ami: .....

Makoto: Didn't think so. You know, I'm beginning to wonder,
why were we waiting for Minako, back in Tokyo?

Ami: .....

Makoto: It seems like so long ago, now.... Standing by that
wall, in the park.... What were we waiting for?
Precious minutes of our finite lives, wasting away like
that....

Ami: .....

Makoto: I guess it is our destiny to suffer like this....

Ami: .....

Makoto: Of course, we aren't supposed to die, or anything. Not
only are our characters supposed to have eternal lives,
we are the products of the minds of others.... As long
as something of our performances exists, we shall never
die.

Ami: .....

Makoto: Of course, you know, this means we've never lived,
either. A fictional character has no real life of their
own, other than that that exists in the minds of real
people....

Ami: .....

Makoto: Everything we've suffered, recently, is merely the
product of a sick-minded individual, sitting in front of
a computer, somewhere in the world.... And more than
that.... We've all died, so many times, in so many
different ways, in the minds of people all over the
planet.... It makes me wonder, sometimes, just what
constitutes life....

Ami: .....

Makoto: I mean, everyone knows who I am.... I'm Kino Makoto,
also known as Lita to some.... I'm the tall
Sailorsenshi in the green and pink costume that runs
about, shouting lines pertaining to Jupiter. I'm a
great cook and housekeeper, and regard Usagi as a little
sister, protecting her because of some perceived sense
of strength on my part.... I beat up petty thugs in the
street, making it safe for ordinary people.... My sense
of independence.... perhaps engendered by the passing
of my parents....

Ami: .....

Makoto: But I am nothing more than a character in the minds of
others. I never had any parents. To argue otherwise is
futile. And is my role, as Sailorjupiter, nothing more
than an extension of the thuggish behaviour I used to
be party to before I met Usagi?

Ami: .....

Makoto: I don't know why I'm saying all this. All I'm doing is
talking to the stars.... Billions of them, in the night
sky.... A sky that exists only in the minds of those
who read this.... How truly unlucky can someone get, to
be nothing more than the figment of the imagination....

Ami: .....

Makoto: It suggests that there really is no reason for people to
concern themselves over what happens to me.... I don't
really exist.... They can beat me and rape me and kill
me as many times as they like. I'll just keep coming
back, in stranger and stranger adventures, all within
the mind, for one must get stranger to extract something
new from a character that has been written out too many
times to contemplate....

Ami: .....

Makoto: You know, any moment now, we could both die.... Die,
because the person writing for us wants us to.... I
mean, all my sentiments, everything I've just felt,
weren't really my sentiments or feelings at all. I'm
like a puppet, being controlled from on high by someone
who, perhaps, doesn't really care about me at all....
Or do they? If they do, they're certainly hiding it
well. We could both die, at any given moment, and then
be resurrected to face more trials and torments. That
is our sad, unlucky destiny.

Ami: .....

Makoto: I mean, Usagi is in Hades at the moment. She ended up
with an arrow through her head.... I mean, what kind of
death is that to give someone? nobody wants to die that
way.... It's so.... so STUPID. It makes me so angry to
think that someone can just go ahead and do whatever
they like to someone I care about....

Ami: .....

Makoto: But my feelings are not real. I don't really care about
Usagi. That is just what I've been made to do by the
person who created me.... I'm not real. I'm not real.

Ami: Mako.... Mako-chaaaan....

Makoto: Ami?


Makoto turns to Ami, but the girl is still unconscious.


Ami: Mako-chan, wake up.... Mako-chaaaaan.

Makoto: Ami? What is.... What is going....


The world begins to swim in front of Makoto's eyes, then she sits up
straight in surprise, Ami kneeling next to her, both looking the
worse for wear.


Makoto: What.... What the hell was....

Ami: Thank goodness, you're finally awake.

Makoto: What happened?

Ami: That bitch, Tenjou Utena, beat us up, then said
something about us never being worthy for the bride of
the rose, or something like that.... Dunno what she was
talking about.

Makoto: Ouchie.... I think I'm missing some teeth.

Ami: That's nothing. My arm is broken. It hurts to move it.

Makoto: I can taste the blood.... It's horrible.... I hate
that taste.

Ami: My right arm, it is. It has gone all dark and swollen.
She whapped me one something brutal, there.... It hurts
so much.

Makoto: I tasted blood, so long ago.... First time I ever got
in a fight.... This guy thumped me across the jaw. I
decided I never wanted to taste it, again.

Ami: Ano.... Mako-chan.... My arm?

Makoto: Your arm?

Ami: Yes.... My arm.

Makoto: What about your arm?

Ami: I think it's broken.

Makoto: Nothing that a few nails and some superglue can't fix.

Ami: Ano.... this IS an arm we're talking about, here....

Makoto: Yes, and a fine specimen of one I may add, too....

Ami: Mako-chan.... My arm is BROKEN.... This is a medical
condition, not something that can be fixed by a home
handyman.

Makoto: .....

Ami: .....

Makoto: Have you ever tried?

Ami: It's not a matter of trying, fer Chrissakes.... It's a
matter of basic common sense. If I don't see a doctor
quickly, I could be in real trouble.


Makoto looks around at the darkened beach.


Makoto: You're in real trouble. Just thought you'd like to know
that.


Ami socks Makoto one across the chops.


Makoto: Owwowwwowwwwie.

Ami: There goes another couple of teeth....


Meanwhile, in Hades....


Usagi: You know, this is the first time I've ever had a
conversation with a wall.

Wall: Well, you know what they say.... "Walls have ears".
We've just never had mouths to match, that's all....

Usagi: Ah, I see....

Wall: .....

Usagi: Did I ever tell you about the time I had a conversation
with a field of flowers?


END OF PART 13

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Will Minako ever arrive? Have Ami and Makoto really been beaten up
by Utena? Is Usagi really in Hades with an arrow through her head?
Or is it just a figment of their imagination? For no answers to
these questions, stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of the
interminable saga of Ami and Makoto in "Waiting for Minako". For
the never to be repeated price of $1,000,000.... With a rip like
that, you know why it'll never be repeated. ^_^
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