Author Notes: Hey, all, thank you for all the lovely comments so far. I hope this chapter lives up to the first. ^_^

This story is dedicated to MY Makoto. Love ya, too, Beautiful ^_^ (Mushy Moment ™)

This story has lemon tendencies of the yuri variety and too many sexual innuendoes to count.. If that upsets you or you're under 17 then you should probably read something else.

By the way, this story is written in Minako's POV. But beware, Minako is a very weird person, so her mind might be a scary thing to experience for some people. You have been warned. ^_^

The characters still belong to the lovely Naoko Takeuchi.

Let's begin the story already....

The Unrequited Love: Minako's Side of the Story.

Chapter Two:

Shopping

The next morning I am banging on Makoto's door. Geesh, she must really be conked out or something cause she's taking forever to answer... or I'm just impatient. One of the two.

I stifle a yawn as I wait for Makoto. I really overdid it with my new toys last night. I'm still pretty tender between the legs.. the fact my orange bikini bottom is rubbing against my poor sore girl parts does NOT help.

I couldn't have felt better.

Damn, if Makoto doesn't answer the door soon, I'm gonna be ready for another round with "Green Lightening." (That's what I named my new vibrator.)

Finally, Makoto answers the door and stares at me in shock. I wonder if she forgot I was going to meet her here... Ah, well.

"It's about time!" I say, then I notice she was still in her sleeping clothes. "Did you just get out of bed??"

She gulps. Probably cause I caught her in the act! "Well, yeah, it IS seven-thirty in the morning."

"Did you forget we're going to the beach today? I'm supposed to help you prepare the picnic lunch." I ask, hoping to confirm my suspicions.

I must have been right cause she slaps a hand to her forehead. "The beach! I completely forgot! Minako I'm really sorry."

Ah-ha! I Knew it! "It's ok." I can't resist patting her on the cheek as I pass. Hopefully, she'll just think I'm being funny, instead of wanting to cop a feel. I wonder if I could get away with this if I patted her butt...

"We still have lots of time." I continue, banishing my dirty thoughts. I walk into Makoto's living room and drop my bag onto the floor. Must have let it hit too roughly cause Artemis wakes up and starts grumbling a bit.

"Make yourself at home, I'm just going to jump in the shower, then get dressed." Makoto calls, as she goes to do just that. While I wait, I flop onto the couch. Artemis jumps into my lap, as I switch the TV on via the remote.

"Oweee" Artemis continues to grumble. "You didn't have to drop me like that!"

"I'm sorry, Oye, you got up on the wrong side of the chest!" I retort.

"It's the wrong side of the BED" Artemis corrects me. (I hate it when he does that!) "And if you weren't so busy obsessing over ONE PARTICULAR CHEST like you did last night, I would have gotten some sleep!"

Okay, I was a bit loud while I was playing with Green Lightening last night. But can I help it??

"Oooooh, senshi of lightening!" Artemis moaned in an exaggerated fake orgasm. "You can zap me any way you want!!"

"Shut up or she'll hear you!" I hiss, pushing his head down as he wails in false ecstasy, again.

"Come on!" I beg, then decide it's best to threaten him. "Quiet or I'll tell Luna how often you lick your manhood and moan HER name!"

Artemis pales. "You wouldn't!?"

"Try me." I growl.

We then hear Makoto leave her room and immediately scramble into the act of fake contentment of watching TV.

"I'm ready." She says, entering.

I push Artemis onto the cushions next to me. He grumbles a bit more, but curls up into a little white ball and goes back to sleep. "Well, what do we need to do first?" I ask and stretch.

Makoto glances toward the kitchen. "Need to get the picnic basket first."

I follow her to the kitchen where she begins moving a few things around in a low cupboard before finding the LARGE basket Usagi and Ami gave to her a few years ago. "What should we take to eat?" she asks me, not turning around.

"What do you have?" I open her fridge and inspect its contents, hoping to find chocolate.

"Not much." Makoto joins me at the fridge. "I was planning on going shopping again tomorrow."

"Well, we'll just have to go grocery shopping then." I'm always up for another shopping trip!

"Alright." She agrees and we split up: me to tells Artemis where we're going, Makoto to fetch her wallet from her room. We meet at the door.

"Ready?" I ask, and she nods. "Good" and before I could stop myself I grab her arm, holding it close as we leave the apartment. I can feel her tense up considerably like she always does when I touch her. She must definitely not be the touchy feely type. But I enjoy walking like that as we make our way to the supermarket. I chat the whole way and immediately forget about what. I just enjoy the closeness we share and wish it could last a lot longer.

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Course it didn't. Last forever, I mean. The minute we got to the supermarket, I reluctantly let go while Makoto picks up a cart at the entrance, and we start down the first aisle. I swear I hear her sigh with relief.

Kami, am I really that unpleasant to touch?

Ah well, I take what I can get.

The next half hour is spent loading the cart with ingredients for the picnic. I really like grocery shopping with Makoto better than with my mom. With mom it feels like torture, but with Mako... I feel so domesticated! I can so totally see us shopping together like this when we're old ladies together.

Course, that's after Makoto comes to her senses, realizes she is totally in love with me, confesses said love on bended knee, then whisks me away from my evil mom, and we can live happily ever after.

See, not all my day dreams are perverted!

Sadly, shopping comes to an end, and I assure Makoto that the others have pitched in to help pay for the food, so we get into the checkout line. The cart's in front of her and I am behind, leaning over her shoulder (which was quite difficult cause Mako is so much taller than I am) to look at the latest tabloids. I love those things, they are such a kick sometimes!

One headline especially caught my attention and I just had to point it out to her. It's a very fuzzy picture of what could be taken as five girls in sailor suits, standing on top of a building. The caption next to it reads: 'Sailor Scouts Spotted! pg 16'

I pick it up and browse the article. This may be the most hysterical yet!

"Oh my.." I let out another giggle, as I put it back.

"What's so funny?" Makoto asks, but I shake my head and grin. The article was a continuation of last week's marriage between Sailor Jupiter and the two headed Elvis clone. This week, apparently one head of the Elvis clone caught Jupiter cheating with his other head, then she ran off with the pope during their marriage counseling. Hee hee hee. I make a mental note to buy a copy later and add it to my secret Sailor Jupiter shrine.

Kami, I am a stalker.

We get through the checkout without any problems, then, both carrying several bags each, we head back to Makoto's apartment. Upon opening the door, we discover that Artemis has woken up from his catnap. He's now watching a women's exercise program with rapt attention. The little hentai.

I help Makoto put the groceries in the kitchen, then get to work. It's now eight o'clock and we're meeting the others at ten. Time to show my stuff... I bet I cut myself twice with the knife instead of just once!

End Chapter Two