With the Rain
Disclaimer: Another one of these things, but I think by now all of you should still know that I don't own Sailor Moon, cause if I did, Seiya and Hotaru would be a couple.
AN: Well, no flames, but heck, I got reviews and I'm updating, so it's all good. The reviews are all at the bottom…it's a habit, sides, I hate searching for the beginning of the story when reviews are at the beginning. So I place them at the end instead. ^.^
Also, words spoken in English are in Italics.
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The rain acted like a bath, one that washed away all of your sins and regrets with every drop. But you know it never worked, other wise everyone in the world would be pure. Hotaru gave a sigh; even her family would be pure once more if it actually worked. Even she was just a child when all he bad things about her family had started to circulate into the world, she remembered the fear that spread through out her body when around her father—even now that feeling lingered. And the rain, it made it all go away for a while, make her forget everything.
Of course, it couldn't make her forget about her new study date with Seiya Kou. The words her friends had said earlier that morning came to mind, it couldn't be true now could it? Why would one of the hottest and most sought after guys in the whole school want to date her? She was never sought after by any guys, they all thought she was "freak" in many ways, Seiya wouldn't be any different, would he?
To many questions filled her mind, bringing on a headache as she neared her home, the tall white building with a dying garden. The rain would help the flowers and grass, and Hotaru made a mental note to go out find a way to help make the garden thrive again. It would give her something to do after all.
The metal gate creaked as she opened it, another reminder that she needed to oil the joints. There was so much she needed to do to her home! Hotaru didn't know if she would be able to get to all of them over the upcoming summer break—it would be nice if she could. Maybe her friends would help her if she asked them. Walking along the white stone walk way, she made her way to the front door—the outside had been painted not that long ago, a week or so in the past, and she would have to schedule a time where someone could come and paint the inside. She wanted things perfect, for no one but herself.
Her father was gone, traveling the world after his new found love for archeology. It seemed better this way, after so many years she was given the chance to try and heal. Her childhood had scared her, destroyed what she deemed as her soul. There was nothing left of her at that point, but then she met Usagi, and all of her friends, when things started to turn around. Finally, it came to the point where Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna became her new family, letting her know they were really there for her by, by excepting her invitation of living in her house, helping her take care of what mattered most to her.
This was her way of healing, and she enjoyed it. And now, it seemed that someone wanted to "help" with her healing, in his own way at least. Hotaru had watched him sometimes during class when his desk was in front of hers, goofing off at any given chance. Though—even if she would never admit it to anyone—she thought it was funny, not all the time though. Seiya could get on your nerves in less time it took to breathe.
The grandfather clock chimed 6:15 by the time she got inside, only fifteen minuets tell Seiya would show up, and she had several things to do. Taking off her shoes, she slipped into her slippers. The several things she had to do consisted of; changing out of her school uniform, getting all the things she used to study for English and a snack for herself until she got a chance to make some dinner.
Going to her room she turned on the light. Normally when someone was coming over, she dressed in something nice, but she wanted something loose and comfortable instead. She owned a pair of PJ pants Usagi and Minako had given her once, there were white—a color she rarely wore—with penguins wearing top hats as the design. Grabbing a black T-shirt with "sweet heart" in silver cursive letters, Haruka had bought it for her when she visited America once.
Nodding to herself as she looked in the mirror she went in search of the flash cards and old tests she used to study with, placing them on the parlor table. Hurrying to the kitchen, she got a box of crackers right as the doorbell rang…repeatedly. Groaning, she hurried towards the front door, opening it with a glare on her face.
There stood Seiya, wearing jeans and a shirt, a jacket around his shoulders, and a smile graced his face—an innocent smile. Hotaru found her heart fluttering as that smile landed on her. They stood there staring at each other for five full minuets—Hotaru knew her reason for doing so, but…Seiya was unpredictable.
"Aren't you going to let me in?" Seiya asked, lifting a well shaped eye brow as he did so.
"Oh, sorry, come on in," Hotaru replied with a blush, moving aside and letting Seiya pass by. He let out a low whistle as he looked about the place—it was huge!
"It must be creepy living here all by your self," he said looking about himself as Hotaru lead the way to the parlor, a box of crackers in her hands.
"Actually, it's not all that lonely. I have Haruka and everyone else with me, just today they are away doing things."
"Oh…" was his reply, Seiya didn't have a very good opinion on Haruka, when they were in the same room together they usually broke out arguing over the simplest things. "Let me guess, you are Odango's richest friend?"
"Not really, but I am one of her richest friends—but Usagi-chan never takes advantage of that."
"A good quality in a friend."
"Yeah." By this time they had made it to the parlor, and Hotaru sat down the couch, Seiya sitting next to her—a little too close if you asked her. Trying her best not to look like she was affected she started to explain what they were going to be doing and that they were going to start with some easy flash cards. "Now, I'm going to tell you a word in Japanese and then you tell me what it means in English. Okay?"
"Alright," Seiya gave a sigh as Hotaru moved away from him, holding the flash cards in her hands, hiding the back with her fingers and looking at the front. "But I'm warning you, I am HORRIBLE at this subject."
Hotaru gave him a glare, "Let us begin. What is the English word of 'what'?"
"Um…what?"
"Why."
"Why?"
"Stop answering the questions as if you are asking a question!" Hotaru glared at him. "You seem to know what you are saying, so stop saying it like a question."
"Do I have to say all of that in English?"
Hotaru groaned and just shook her head no and the two continued. They got past simple words and small phrases, and Seiya was forced to take a small test after that, getting a good score, considering the only ones he got wrong where the same ones that he missed with the flash cards. But he didn't know of his score yet, but was looking over her shoulder as she corrected his answers on the piece of paper before her.
And as his head rested on her shoulder, he couldn't help but notice the nice way she smelled, a nice fragrance of pear—which was rare to find. Her hair was so very soft, like silk, along with her smooth white skin. So beautiful, Seiya thought, everything about you is beautiful, Hotaru…
Hotaru gasped, the feeling of his fingers dancing across her skin, sending bolts of…pleasure, down her spine, through her entire being! And then he said something, whispered it into her ear, and she was sure he didn't mean to say it, but his eyes held something different. He said, in very good English, she gulped before replaying those words in her head, "Everything about you is beautiful, Hotaru."
It was the most romantic thing anyone had ever said to her, and his eyes, they were just shinning with a passion, a real passion that meant something. Now, she wasn't sure it was passion, there was so many emotions running through his eyes at the moment that she couldn't tell emotion from the rest. But she knew that he felt something for her, and that seemed to bring her heart some hope.
"Do you," Hotaru found her self whispering, "do you really mean it?"
"I would never lie to you."
They looked into each other's eyes, seemingly memorized by the other, their faces slowly coming closer, their lips almost touching…
"Tomoe Hotaru! What in the hell are you doing?" Haruka's voice echoed through the room from the parlor door. She stood there, glaring at the two nestled nicely—and closely—on the couch like a pair of lovebirds. Behind her stood Michiru and Setsuna, though they didn't seem as angry as Haruka—they even had small knowing smiles on their faces.
"Haruka! Michiru! Setsuna! I didn't know you'd be back this soon!" Hotaru said, hastily as she stood up, followed by Seiya, blushes across both of their faces, but their hands seemed to find each other, holding tightly.
"That doesn't answer my question," Haruka said, walking slowly into the room.
"I believe, Haruka," said Michiru, sweetly. "That they were about to kiss."
"I realize this, but exactly why would you, Hotaru, let that little rat kiss you?"
"Because I wanted him to!" Now, she wasn't normally this bold, but a deeper blush crossed her cheeks as she said this, and Seiya smiled softly, squeezing her hand.
"And what about you, Seiya-kun?" Setsuna stepped in, along with Michiru, standing close to Haruka in case the woman decided to lash out at the young man.
"I wanted to as well," he replied in a steady voice, looking from woman to the other as he said this, staring them in the eyes. The other two women smiled at his answer, while Haruka just pouted and Hotaru, she did something that she felt needed to be done. Fainted.
This came as a shock to Seiya as he caught her limp form, holding her close, her face hidden from the rest, only to see her open her eyes for a moment and wink at him before going back into her "unconscious" state.
"Just put her on the couch. She gets like that every time she gets to emotionally stressed," said Setsuna with a sigh. "Did the same thing when we excepted her invitation to live here. I believe, though, it was your answer that brought her to this state this time."
"Come on Haruka, let us go get those smelling salts," Michiru said, pulling Haruka with her as she left the room. Setsuna sighed once more as she watched the two leave.
Hotaru choose that moment to wake up, laid out on the couch, Seiya looking at her from above, a worried look on his face. "What? I saved you from Haruka you know."
"I know, but don't do that again unless you faint for real. You took a few years off my life doing that!"
"Sorry to interrupt you two, but really, a kiss before the first date? And we weren't even asked if you could court her in the first place." Setsuna gave a playful pout, very out of character to Hotaru. "Oh, never mind, Michiru and myself agree to this—Haruka will as well in time. Just don't hurt her, you hear? Now, I suggest that you high tail it out of here before they come back.
Hotaru moved to stand up, but Seiya pushed her back onto the couch, shaking his head as he took his paper from the table. "Study what I got wrong, right?" After an affirmative nod from Hotaru, he smiled. Taking her hands, he gently kissed her knuckles before leaving the room and the house.
Hotaru mean while was speechless until she got hold of her voice once more, only to say something which just made smiles widen and a scowl deepen, "I'm never going to wash these hands again!"
Though, she did eventually did so latter that night when she realized she couldn't do certain things with out sanitizing her hands after words, but it was a worth a shot.
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AN: The story itself is 2,094 words! I am quite proud of myself. ^.^ And now t my wonderful reviewers! I never thought I would get nine! Nine is one of my favorite numbers.
Kristina Arcadia Vador: I never new that! I shall have to read it—any SM couple seems to go with me as well… but what is this about the *G* thing? I am quite naive in many things… ^.^
Lisa: Two words for my love of Seiya/Hotaru: Opposites Attract ^.^ But yes, Yaten and Hotaru are good personality wise and hobbies, etc.
Purple Witch of Saturn: Again, make note of a fic to read. ^.^ Original character right? The Sammy? Never mind, I will have to read it, and I will…once I get my act together…I am very bad at getting organized. ^.^
Kayla: Unique, I like the word. It is considerably good to have something called unique. ^.^
Yuna: Sorry for late update! Very bad at that, very bad at updating…
tenshi: Original, another good word to have in a review. And I like you name, means angel, right?
Ahknee/Kitteen: Very unique name, and wacy couples? Yes, yes, they are one of those, with so many differences—and I loved the way you described it. ^.^ Too cute! (Now I sound insane…not good for my record…)
Pisces*Angel: Have you been looking for a Seiya/Hotaru fic before? Join the club, now if only I could fine one that I didn't write.
Isis Aurora Tomoe: Different, a third good word. I'm just getting a lot of the lately, and I like it. Thank you for being my first reviewer!
Okay, my room actually got cleaned with out any flames…sadly, and sorry it took so very long to update! I shall have to work on that, but school starts in what…three weeks? And it is not going to be fun… but, one more year until I become a Senior and "rule" the high school world. ^.^
Thank you so much for reviewing, and I hope you liked this chapter as well as the first! I am going to work on the next one tomorrow (or so we all hope…) and get it up as soon as I can. But this time, we shall have Seiya's perspective! ^.^ And that ought to be fun.