Disclaimed and all, yadda-yadda.
Ami-chan. Meet me at the bleachers after school. Wear this.
Ami stood in front of her locker, holding the slip of paper with a hastily scrawled note from Makoto. She looked in at the package it had rested on and pulled it out. Tearing the paper off, she shook out a dress that looked like it would fit her perfectly. It was about six different shades of rich blue, with sheer cap sleeves reminiscent, somewhat, of her senshi fuku. Along with it was a pair of strappy, sparkly blue heels. Shrugging, she decided to indulge in whatever fancy had taken her friend and made her way to the bathroom.
After changing, she couldn't help but smile. The dress fell to just above her knees, with a skirt that flared out if she spun. The shoes fit too, and were surprisingly comfortable given the height of the heel. With a crooked grin, Ami strode out of the bathroom and made her way outside. She couldn't say she wasn't curious about whatever it was that led Makoto to leave the note in her locker.
She heard music as she approached the bleachers. The tune wasn't particularly fast or slow, but somewhere roughly in between. It seemed familiar, though Ami would have sworn she'd never heard the song before. She walked around the corner and raised an eyebrow at what she saw.
Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
And now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some
Makoto sat at the top of the bleachers, dressed up in dark blue fitted jeans and a shirt in a soft pink that hung to mid-thigh, with long bell sleeves and a deep v-neck. Her hair was pulled up into a loose bun, with a few curled peices hanging down her back and framing her face. Beside her rested an old boom box, the volume cranked up full.
So I won't hesitate
No more, no more
It cannot wait
I'm yours
Ami bit her lip, confused, as Makoto stood. She wore a radiant smile, striding boldly down the bleachers to reach for Ami's hands. "Mako-chan, what...?" Her question was silenced with a finger pressed to her lips.
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love, love, love
Listen to the music of the moment, maybe sing with me
A-la peaceful melody
It's your God-forsaken right to be loved, love-loved, love-loved
Pulling Ami close, Makoto began to lead them in a simple, improvised dance. Feeling the colour rise in her face, Ami tried to duck away, but Makoto slipped long, slender fingers around her arm and pulled her back. Wrapping strong arms around the smaller girl's waist, Makoto leant forwards and whispered into Ami's ear. "Don't worry, no one can see you."
So I won't hesitate
No more, no more
It cannot wait
I'm sure
There's no need
To complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate
I'm yours
Eyes wide, Ami stared up at Makoto as she swept her around the blacktop in front of the bleachers, at a small rural high school. It was like something out of a dream; strong arms and a soft body making her feel safer than she ever had. Slowly, she let her eyes close and her head fall against Makoto's shoulder.
I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
My breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew in a new face and laughed
I guess what I'm a-saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue
So I won't hesitate
No more, no more
It cannot wait
I'm sure
There's no need
To complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate
I'm yours
The music wound down and Ami looked up at Makoto with watery eyes. A faint laugh escaped Makoto's lips. "I know that in the movies, this is where I would say 'I love you'. I can't say that, Ami; I don't know, and I won't cheapen those words." With sparkling eyes, she looked down and smiled brightly. "But I can't wait to find out."
I like lame mushy dance scenes. So sue me. The song is 'I'm Yours' by Jason Mraz, it's a beautiful song, and I don't own that, either. Just in case you were wondering. Reviews are loved!