I have no idea where this story is headed. It just came off the top of my head.
I do not own Sailor Moon, much to my disappointment. Read, enjoy, review.
Eyes For Jupiter Chapter 3
By: Seiyaferret
We arrived at my apartment in a short amount of time. I unlocked the door and stepped inside. "Well, it's not much, but it's home." I took off my shoes and strolled on in to set my purse down on the kitchen counter. "Come on in and make your self comfortable."
Rein, I noticed, also took off his shoes before entering. He strolled over to the couch and sat down. "Can I make you something to eat?" I offered.
"Anything that you have handy is fine with me. Beggars can't be choosers."
I rummaged around my fridge for sandwich fixings. I gathered up ham, lettuce, bread, tomatos, and cheese and sat them on the counter. I turned to ask him what he would like on his sandwich and saw him with his head resting on the back of the couch. His mouth was slightly ajar and his eyes were closed. As I looked at him my face softened. Huh, he really is exhausted. I thought to myself. Well, I guess I'll just put this stuff back.
Quickly I replaced everything I took out. I then went to the linen closet and took out an extra blanket and pillow. I placed the pillow beside him on the arm of the couch and being careful not to disturb him, I gently covered him with the blanket. My hand lingered for the slightest of a minute on his hand. As I went to go to my own room for the night, his hand quickly grabbed mine. Startled, I turned to look at him. His head was still lying back, but his eyes were open. "Thank you… for everything."
I smiled gently at him. "Your welcome. If you want something to eat tonight, there are sandwich things in the fridge, just help your self." I moved on to my bedroom door and opened it. Before I entered I once again turned to him and said, "Goodnight Rein."
"Goodnight Makoto."
I entered my bedroom and shut the door. My heart is beating so fast. What's happening to me? How could some stranger affect me so fast? Sure, he's cute. No strike that. He's the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. And he looked so lost. I know how he feels, but it's not sympathy he wants and I don't want to give it. He needs a friend, someone to care for him and to be there to lend a helping hand. Well, I can definitely be that friend. And I can also lend a helping hand to help him solve the mystery about his brother. I have friends who would be glad to help. Tomorrow I'll call a scout meeting and talk to them about it. With a plan formed for tomorrow I quickly got ready for bed and went to sleep knowing that Rein was in the next room.
The next morning I woke up early. I crept out of my bedroom so I wouldn't wake Rein. He was still asleep on the couch. His feet were sticking off the edge and were not covered by the blanket. I quietly went to the bathroom to do my morning routine. I was in and out in half an hour. I never needed much primping time since I always wore my hair up and almost never wore any makeup.
I next went to the kitchen to make breakfast. I figured I would make something simple, eggs, toast, sausage and oatmeal. I was just frying the last of the sausage when Rein woke.
"Wow that sure smells good."
"Thanks. I didn't know what you liked so I just made something simple," I said.
"You don't have to cook for me."
"I know. I just love to cook. I want to open up my own restaurant someday. I want to be a five star chef. It's my dream."
"I'm sure your reach that dream," he smiled.
"Thanks. Oh, there is just enough time for you to take a shower before this is finished. I left a towel in the bathroom for you."
"Thanks again," he said.
Rein quickly showered and joined me for breakfast. For a few minutes we ate in silence, then I spoke. "I would like to help you find out about your brother. And before you say no just listen to what I have to say." I looked at him and he nodded, so I continued. "I have a lot of great friends who could help find out information. I know after they meet you that they would agree to help."
"I just don't know if that's a good idea."
"Come on. Let's just go and meet them first. You can decide then. I just need to call them and make the arrangements to meet."
"All right. I'll meet them," he agreed.
"Good. I'll call them and set up the meeting for lunchtime at the Crown. Until then we can get to know each other better. I do have a few questions for you if that's OK?"
"Sure. It's the least I can do for all the help you have given me so far."
We both made our way into the living room. I grabbed the blanket that was carelessly tossed on the arm of the couch and quickly folded it. I put it and the pillow on the floor next to the sofa and sat down. Rein sat down at the far end of the sofa.
"So what would you like to know?" asked Rein.
"Where are you from? I know you aren't from Tokyo. You are fluent in Japanese, but I feel like you are not from Japan."
"You are correct in assuming I am not from Japan. I was raised in the United States. My Maternal Grandmother is Japanese, but she married an American and moved to the US. She had my mother there. She would only speak Japanese, so my brother and I had to learn it."
"It sounds like you cared for your Grandmother a lot."
"I did. My mother died very early in my child hood. I was about five or six, I think. I've never known my father. He took off after he got my mother pregnant with my brother and I."
"So you're a twin?" I asked.
"Yes. I guess that's why I can't handle not knowing what happened to my brother. He was my best friend."
"Um, I have one more question, if you don't mind."
"Shoot."
"How old are you?" I began to feel a blush creep up my face. I looked down at my hands, hoping he didn't notice, but somehow I think he may have.
"I'm 21." He responded with a smile that I caught out of the corner of my eye.
"How old are you?" he asked me in return.
"I'm 17," I responded shyly. Oh, my GOSH! Not only has he got me blushing, and now I am acting all shy in front of him. Can my embarrassment be any worse?
"That means you have been on your own since you were 12! That's amazing!" he remarked.
"Um thanks, I think." I glanced down at my watch and noticed it was 10:00 AM. "Oh, shoot! I need to call everyone! I'll be right back!" I jumped up and ran to my bedroom and shut the door. I quickly got out my communicator and called the gang. I didn't really tell them about Rein. I just said that I had a friend that needed some help. We all agreed to meet at the Crown in two hours.
After I ended the call, I pulled out an old box out of the back of my closet. It was all that I had left of my parents. I opened it and began removing items one by one in order to get to some of my fathers clothes. I pulled out a wrinkled, but clean green button up shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. Quickly I replaced every thing else, closed the box, and put it back.
I stepped out of my bedroom. Rein looked at me and asked, "Did you get a hold of your friends?" Then he saw what I was carrying. "What's that?" nodding to my hands.
"These are for you. They are some of my father's clothes. I don't know why I kept them for so long. They're a little bit wrinkled, but clean, and I can iron them real quick. I pulled out my iron and ironing board and went to work.
After I was finished ironing, Rein went into the bathroom to change. When he came out I was stunned. He was magnificent. The green of the shirt brought out more green in his eyes. He left the shirt unbuttoned a few buttons and I could see part of his chest. The jeans molded to his perfect frame. Leaving very little to my imagination.
"Thanks for the clothes. My were getting rather…"
"Stinky?" I finished for him.
"Heh, yea."
"Well, shall we go then? I have a couple stops I want to make before we meet everyone. Is that OK with you?" I asked.
"Fine with me."
So that was that. I grabbed my keys and my purse and we headed off to the meeting, with a few minor stops on the way.