I do NOT own sailor moon... for those of you who don't remember that...
"Hey, Mako-Chan! What's up?"
A group of young people surrounded a tall girl, with brown hair held in a high ponytail and sparkling green eyes. She was pretty tall and strong for a girl her age and she could even be scary when she was in a bad mood. But she usually wasn't.
In spite of her somewhat muscular built, she was a sweet, very sociable girl and a great cook. Everyday, after practice, she would give them the best cookies in the world, baked the evenings before by her skillful hands.
She was dressed in a completely white outfit, ready for the training hours that day, with her hair held tightly at the back of her head and a small cloth put around her head in order to keep her bangs away from her sight.
Everything was going smoothly and they were about to start the class, when it happened. The dojo's doors opened widely and their sensei entered the large hall, carrying the same serious look on his face as always, along with HIM…
Makoto turned to greet her sensei and suddenly found herself voiceless, unable to look elsewhere than at the man walking next to the trainer and, few moments later, even breathless. She gazed at his gorgeous body, his auburn locks kept in a low tail and his incredible blue eyes. When he walked in front of her, she thought that she was about to melt like an ice-cream during a hot day of summer, so she turned around, away from him, hiding the crimson blush that started forming on her cheeks.
A moment later, she noticed someone giggling in front of her. She opened her eyes and met the sight of her two friends. The two girls were laughing at her shyness. Makoto's features suddenly changed, as she gained a smirk and a rather dangerous look. However, before she could actually do some real damage, the trainer's voice stopped all activities.
"Attention, minna! Today we'll be working in pairs! Makoto-san, why don't you work with Nephrite here? You two, being my best students, could show the others what to do and help them."
"Hai, sensei!" the girl bowed her head and walked towards the man who made her heart beat faster.
"You ready?" he asked.
"Hai!" she answered and listened to the instructor's indications. When they had to put in practice the theory, they proved once again that they were the best.
"Speed it up!" the sensei ordered, so they ended moving fast around the dojo, punching and kicking, dodging and jumping. Suddenly, Nephrite managed to immobilize her.
"Let's make this better!" he whispered into and let go of her. She tuned to him and eyes him strangely, somewhat puzzled.
"Ok…"
"Who wins can ask for anything." He smirked teasingly, knowing that everybody was going to watch this.
"Ok!" she repeated and attacked him out of nowhere. He barely managed to stop her from hitting him. She was strong and determined… and he loved that. They continued the fight, quite violently, amazing all the other students with their abilities and speed.
"I don't think they are still following your instructions, sensei…" one of Mako's friends spoke from behind. In response, the much older man barely nodded and smiled wisely at the demonstration of forces.
In the end, ten minutes later, Nephrite managed to throw her on the floor and place himself in the winner's position.
"I win!" he smirked and received applauses from the entire group. "So, I'll pick you up at seven?" he asked while helping her to get up.
"What for?" she asked, rather upset, but already feeling the blush returning.
"Our date, of course… ja ne!" he winked at her, smiled sweetly and left the class, letting her absolutely stunned.