And another one... Oh, yeah, don't own sailor moon...
A tall man with a strange hair color, appearing to be white, or almost silver, waited inside the airport's main hall.
His light lavender eyes stared at the "arrivals" panel, searching almost desperate for the flight number… her plane. Finally, after an entire hour of waiting, the number appeared in the plane. The plane was about to land.
For the first time in years, Kunzite felt that his heart would either exit his chest from beating so fast, or get broken into a million pieces. Right then and there he became incredibly mad at himself.
They had had a huge fight right before she left and the conversations on the phone had been short and empty. Then, about a week before that moment, she called to let him know that she might come back… and another fight erupted between the two… a fight he now deeply regretted, with all his heart and soul. He now begged God for a miracle. He prayed that he would get to see her long blonde hair and her beautiful blue eyes that day.
He saw the people entering the airport and passing him as if he wasn't even there. He saw children going to their families, brothers and sisters reunited, even old friends meeting each other after years. But she wasn't there. He felt a sharp pain taking over his entire self.
As he started walking away, he felt a sudden darkness surrounding and drowning him… and there was no one who could help him except for…
"Mina!" he whispered, having seen her in the doorway, all alone, with a rather large suitcase, just standing there and staring at him. He could tell from her eyes that she was hurt, as she could read the desperation from his orbs. "Mina!" he repeated, this time much louder and started walking to her. Seeing hid movement, she took a few steps herself. They stopped again and just stared at each other. One second later, she let the suitcase from her hand fall and she ran to him, jumping in his opened wand warm arms.
"Kunzite!" she smiled happily as they remained embraced in the empty hall, thankful that they still had someone to love and someone to be loved by… someone to return to.
Ok, let me remind you that this is NOT a fanfic... these are short drabbles, one-shots, call them whatever you want. But, I repeat, this is NOT a fanfic! Thank you for understanding...