Hey ppl!!!!! ^-^ Here's chapter 8 of Minako's retreat.
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Minako stood in her large room, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her body had heal wonderfully, and not a second too soon either. The ball was today. Already, the winner mansion seemed as busy as an ant's nest.
People dashed around like cat's on catnip. There were flowers being arranged, Music being prepared, people getting ready, so on and so forth.
Quatre had many people other than Minako staying in his house at the moment. Important people from the colonies and earth alike had come to the extravagant ball.
Minako ran her fingers over her body softly. A part of her hated ever and every person inside the house who was smiling. No doubt those people wouldn't be participating in the war. This…ball seemed more like a trip to hell and back for Minako.
At first she had been excited. As selfish as it sounded, she had been excited about a ball. But now, her body felt numb with the dull realization of what the ball really symbolized.
Minako flung herself bodily on the bed. She felt like sinking into the covers.
Knock Knock Knock
Minako eyed the door wearily before answering, "Come in,"
A small figured poked its head in. Itasha smiled brilliantly as she stepped inside wearing her gown.
"Ta-Da!" she giggled as she turned around to show Minako. The dress flowed and shimmered around her as she twirled.
"You look adorable," Minako grinned as she sat up, "Except your hair…"
Itasha wrinkled her nose, "Bruna's going to get a professional to do my hair. That's what she always does," She stumbled slightly on the word professional. Something about her tone was also very suggestful.
"Oh no! I've got myself to prepare for!" Minako protested as the small girl hopped onto her lap.
"Puh-leeeeease?" Itasha begged, as she attempted to give Minako puppy eyes.
Minako sighed in defeat, "All right, you win. Go sit over by my mirror,"
Itasha hopped to obey. It wasn't long before Minako was going at her hair with a will. After much curling, primping and tying, she was finally finished. But Minako found herself unable to stop at the hair. Not that Itasha protested.
The little girl found herself beginning to think of Minako as somewhat of a mother figure. Not knowing her mother, Itasha had been raised solely by her father. This was really the first time Itasha had actually been in contact with someone she considered 'motherly'
Bruna had been much to old to be considered motherly. A nag yes, but not motherly.
Itasha found herself living in a fairy tale she had dreamed about since the day she found out she was missing a mother. Minako was exactly what she had always dreamed about. A beautiful kind mother. Secretly, Itasha had always seen herself sitting in her mother's room, with her mother fondly doing her hair.
Minako, unaware of what Itasha was thinking, began applying make-up. Who knew doing a child's make-up could be so much fun! Challenging because you couldn't put a lot on, but fun!
"There!" Minako happily as she stepped back to admire her work.
Itasha stood back to admire herself in the mirror. Her hair had been pulled up tightly into a loose, messy bun. Sparkly glitter had been added as a final touch.
Her make-up was more silvery, to match with her light coloured dress.
Itasha smiled ecstatically as she twirled around, "I love it!" she gushed.
Minako nodded, and then turned to her own dress, "Right, I suppose I might as well get dressed as well.
The dress Minako had picked out for herself was yellow. It was very much a grand ballroom kind of dress. The straps were thick, yet sleeveless. It held a light shimmer to it. She had picked cream-colored gloves that extended to her elbows to compliment it.
Minako decided to put her hair up as well. She pulled her hair back tightly. It was very much like what she had done for Itasha, but instead of the stylish messy bun look, her bun was made from thick curls. Some of which hung down to her shoulders. She sprayed some glitter on her hair to finish it off.
Next, Minako attacked her make-up. It was easy enough. She used more white and light cream-colored make-up.
Itasha sat staring at Minako wondrously. She had never seen Minako in anything but pants. To say the least, it seemed as though Minako had never taken a real interest in her looks until now. Itasha stared hardly.
Suddenly, things that had never occurred to Itasha began popping out. Like how Minako's hair always had an unnatural golden gleam to it. Or how Minako's skin was always as soft as silk.
Bruna had always told her she had to take good care of skin to make it soft, or use special shampoo to make her hair shine, but as far as Itasha could tell, Minako didn't do any of these things.
Suddenly Itasha realised, Minako was much more beautiful than the Queen of Venus…but that couldn't be true. Everyone said the queen of Venus was the most beautiful person in the world. unless….
Minako smiled as she reached out to take Itasha's hand, "Ready?" she asked.
Itasha suddenly noted Minako's voice. It had an unearthly tone to it. Very much what Itasha had always imagined an angel's to sound like.
Itasha remembered long ago her father telling her that sometime people dress up as other people for safety. Maybe that was what Minako was doing. Certainly she was in danger, so it would make sense. A small smile covered her face as she took Minako's hand. No wonder Minako always seemed so elegant. She was the rightful queen of Venus!
Itasha opened her mouth to confirm this with Minako when she thought better of it. Not tonight. Tomorrow, after the ball perhaps.
Quatre stood in the middle of what would be the dance floor giving out instructions. People scurried back and forth to do his bidding. The ball started in only a hour.
"Daddy!"
Quatre turned to his small daughter. As his eyes fell on her though, he found himself brimming with pride. His daughter easily looked like a princess. Her face glowed with happiness at her attire.
Quatre had always given Bruna the duty of choosing something to wear for Itasha, being not very experienced in the category. But it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out the dresses she had worn weren't exactly 'the fashion'.
"Itasha! You look lovely!" Quatre said grinning as he leaned in to hug her.
"Damn Quatre, your going to have to beat those boys off with sticks!" Duo said as he walked up to them. Itasha giggled slightly, though Quatre frowned slightly. Duo grinned and punched Quatre lightly, "Aw come off it, you know Itasha's going to become interested in boys sooner of later,"
"I prefer later," Quatre said sadly.
"Itasha touched Quatre's hand softly, "Don't worry Daddy. I'll always be your little girl!"
Quatre smiled and was about to reply when he saw Duo's eye's widen. Instantly, Quatre's soldier's instincts took over as he quickly turned to look at what Duo was looking. Quite frankly, not even his honed soldier skills had prepared him for what he saw.
His mouth went dry as he too stared. Minako stood a few paces behind Itasha. It was easy enough to say she had taken his breath away. His heart pounded thunderously also quickening it ever present beat.
Minako gave him a funny look as she returned his stare. Quatre hastily stood up and offered a hand towards her.
"Whoa, you clean up well," Duo said simply, his mouth still hanging agape.
Minako gave him a small smile before placing her hand in Quatre's. Quatre bowed slightly and rested his lips upon her soft hands. It took more than a little effort to pull his head back up to look her in the eye.
"You look exquisite," Quatre told her.
Minako let out a bell like laugh, and Quatre felt his racing heart skip a beat or two, "Thank you, you look pretty good yourself."
Quatre decided to quickly change the subject before his heart stopped completely.
"You know Relena's going to be here right?"
Minako gave him a solemn look, "I guessed as much,"
God! She looked beautiful even when she was upset!
"Please don't try anything," Quatre begged, "I'd really have a hard time explaining why the woman who was taking care of my daughter suddenly assassinated the queen of earth,"
He had meant this for a joke, but when she heard him refer to Relena as queen of earth her face darkened. Quatre hastily began to explain himself when she waved her hand dismissively.
"I promise I won't make any more work for you," her voice returned to it cheerful state. She gave him and Duo another small smile before turning to leave. Quatre bit his bottom lip. A part of him urged him forward.
Quatre reached out and grabbed her arm, "Wait, I didn't mean it like that. Please don't be angry,"
Minako turned and gave him a look of surprise. Why did he even care? They were enemies, each fighting for what they believed was right. It suddenly came to Minako that sooner or later, when the war really began, they would fight each other. The question was… was the time came, would she be able to kill him?
Minako's face suddenly went grave as she reached out and pointed at him, "Relena Peacecraft may be queen now, but soon, sooner than you may think, she will find herself being thrown off her high horse. For now though… I shall keep my distance from her."
Minako allowed her words to sink in, both to Quatre as well as Duo. They stared at for a second, before Minako dropped her hand. A smile returned to her face as she said, "Don't worry about offending me. You were only stating the obvious. She is queen of the world at the moment,"
Minako left it at that, as she turn
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0.0;; okay, I know that chapter was kind of boring, but the next chapter gets better!!
Okay, im really sorry, but the next chapter may be delayed since that forest fire I mentioned a few chapters back has actually began to enter the city and a hell of a lot of ppl are getting evacuated, and we're going to be too soon, so ya! That's my excuse if my chapters come a little late!
Sorry!!