Author Notes:OK, here is the second chapter! I hope you enjoy it! The others should be up shortly! Please review!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sailormoon! I Only LOVE it!

Chapter 2

Hotaru walked back to her room and placed the letter on her desk right before she took a seat down on her bed to finish up the few minutes of reading she missed. Some how when she was reading, her eyes would move of the page and land right on a heart covered letter on her desk. This happened over and over for about a minute or two before Hotaru made up her mind that this letter had captured her and wouldn't let her free!

Hotaru picked up the letter and touched the sloppy writing which read her name in a blue ink gently with the tips of her fingers. "Who could this Cupid be?" Hotaru asked herself as she counted the pink and read hearts on the letter. She carefully opened once again and read the contents which it contained. She read it over and over to herself until the words could come easily to her without having to look at the letter anymore.

She laid back on her bed and laid her head against her lavander pillow. Closing her eyes, she tried to picture the writer of the letter. Then all a sudden, something came to her mind. What if Cupid was something her classmates made up to play a horrible joke on her? Hotaru wished it wasn't true but, it had a higher chance of happening than anyone falling in love with Hotaru. Hotaru sighed at this. She so wanted to fall in love just like some of the Sailor Senshis. They have all fallen in love with someone and she wanted to experience it even though some described love as a joy that only last for a short time and replacing your heart with pain. "What I'm I goining to do! I want to meet this Cupid if he is real but I don't want to made a fool for a stupid school yard prank."

What was she going to choose? Stay home and never figure out who cupid is or go and find out the truth of cupid. She couldn't choose. Her two personalities where driving her up the wall. Her shy self was telling her to stay home and don't bother and her Saturn self was telling her to go for it. She really needed a second person to tell her what to do. "I know! I'll go see Makoto! She is so smart and she has been in love before and won't want all the details like minako or usagi! I better go and see what she says about it."

Hotaru kicked off her slippers and replaced them with some totally kawaii sandals. She changed her shirt to something more suitable for summer. She brought out her yellow short sleeved shirt with the words 'kawaii' in a swirl type of way in a nick light pink. She looked in the mirror to make sure that everything looked fine. After the ok, she grabbed the letter and gently placed it in her shorts pocket. This proved just how this letter was controling her mind. She never placed a letter gently in her pocket. She would just fold what ever it was, a letter or note, and just shove it in her pocket without caring if she bent or crumbled it.

Makoto's house wasn't far from Hotaru's. Only about a five minute walk there and back. Makoto's house was almost like a country home, with flower gardens dominating the front yard and a white picket fence. The arouma from the house was sweet and sugary. Hotaru sniffed the air, "Smells like Makoto is making some cookies. Mmmmmm, it smells soo good!". Hotaru followed the smell up a stone path that lead to a light green door. She pressed the door bell and waited for an anwser for about a minute and thought that maybe the Makoto wasn't home. Hotaru sighed and turned around to walk down the path once again. Suddenly, Makoto opened the door and smiled. "Hotaru! Its such a surpise to see you! How are you?". Hotaru took a deep breathe, "I have a problem and I need some help. Could you please help me?". Makoto saw the confusion in Hotaru's face."Sure, I bet its nothing I can't help with. Come inside and will talk about this problem of yours." Hotaru smiled and accepted the offer. Makoto lead her to the kitchen were the sweet smelling arouma was stronger and more clear. Hotaro noticed something. She wasn't the only visitor here with Makoto.

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