Nope, I don't own Sailor Moon...

Mina stared at the wall in front of her. It was painted in the brightest blue she could find when they decided to redecorate the house. It made the room seed wider, almost as if it was the infinite sky… She loved this room.

Leaning back into her huge and very comfy armchair, she kept gazing at the wall in front of her. That wall reminded her of the many adventures she had passed through during the first years of her marriage. Oh, the torment! The pain! The long night of useless weeping! Gods, she could be such a drama queen when it was needed.

When Kunzite proposed her, she was sure that her life was going to become the one of a normal wife: cooking late meals, leaving early for work, maybe even expecting kids within the next years. But she had never imagined what her future was about to reveal.

It was a year and a half when the thought had first crossed her mind. Kunzite always came home late, sometimes going directly to bed, almost like a sleepwalker. Sometimes he would leave for many days in bussiness interests… and sometimes they would fight over the fact that she was usually alone. That moment she was sure that he had a lover hidden in some small apartment across town or something. The thought of him cheating on her seemed unbearable… but it couldn't be forced out of the equation… no matter how much it hurt her.

And so the civil war began. A wave of every-day arguments washed over their house and the neighbours were already starting to suspect that the couple might divorce faster than believed at first. After all, in spite of appearing to be a lovely pair, they were extremely different as characters, tastes… and pretty much anything else.

He was the tall and handsome businessman, extremely attractive in the "strong-and-silent" kind of way and she was a stunning blue-eyed blonde, probably former cheerleader in high school, who had managed to charm the entire neighbourhood in less than a week. Together they formed an interesting and nice pair… apart, they were like the sun and the moon.

They had managed to keep the happy couple impression for a while, but everything was made clear when Mina simply took off one evening and ended up in front of Rei's door, crying her heart out and mumbling something about "a cold typhoon who had no heart". Although Rei had the surprise of her life seeing her friend like that and being caught in a bad moment (due to some fair-haired husband of her own), she gladly offered her help and, two nights later, after a complete group council and Kunzite's arrival and apology, she decided to give him another shot and return home.

Of course, things did not go smoothly from the first second, but he started coming home earlier, not leaving town for long periods and even taking her out dancing several times. He didn't have to sweep her off her feet, because he had never been that type and it would've been more than just weird to see him playing that part… no, he just had to show her a little bit more affection and prove her once in a while that he was still as loyal as ever.

Luckily enough, she finally forgave him completely on the night of their fourth anniversary… when she also announced that their love had managed to produce a little something, or should we say someone, else than just a happy marriage.

So there she was, months after that particular night, with her tummy swollen ten times her former size, expecting her first baby and staring at the blue wall inside the future child's room. Her right hand was gently caressing her covered skin as she remembered the entire string of events, which had led to the present situation. Sometimes she felt like crying, due to some well-known hormones, other times she felt like laughing out loud, for the entire world to hear her. Any way, she just liked to make her feelings known to those around her.

Suddenly, the sound of a running engine brought her out of her thoughts and made her smile sweetly. Before she could even get up from the extremely comfortable armchair, a figure blocked her view outside the room, posting itself right in the doorway. Medium cut silvery hair fell lightly on his shoulders, bringing out the unusual lavender colour of his eyes and contrasting strongly with his tanned skin. His sight locked with hers and they both discovered once again how lucky they were to have each other.

"Staring at the wall again, I see…" he teased her with a boyish grin spread on his handsome features.

"I love this colour." She just sighed.

"I know… you chose it." He walked up to her and sat down on the floor, right in front of the large piece of furniture. Leaning his head to the side, he rose a hand and touched her large tummy, just as gently as her own hand had only moments before.

"It reminded me of the bright sky." She admitted once again and seemed to fall in her trance once again. She was hopeless… and she knew it… and she loved it…

Not one of my best, but enough to bring me out of that nasty writer's block which has kept me away from the keyboard for over two months now... but I am baaaaaaaaaack:D Hopefully with more chapters than just this one, soon enough ;) Considering I'm not mad about this one-shot, I won't necessarily ask you to review it... but it would be nice :P