Beauty's Beast
Chapter 8-Call and Return
Authors Notes: So theres no clear time line to either Anime(in this story), it's somewhere in between. To clear up confusion. (Because the colonies were recently established in this story, and Tokyo as a city still completely exists). I thought about my first chapter of this, and it's amazing. My first plot is completely different than this new plot. Guess I found a use for all the senshi in this.
"Spaghetti for dinner!" Rei called after hearing the front doors usual slam. Hotaru frowned and grumbled as she headed to the back of the small apartment. Rei scoffed, slamming the plastic spoon against the stove, splashing spaghetti sauce across the slick white top.
She tried. She sweared she tried. She wasn't any replacement for the parents they'd never known though. Let alone their grandfather. She turned, glancing at Minako. Minako stood in the door frame, leaning slightly, but shaking her head.
Rei rolled her eyes, handing Minako a bowl before grabbing two and heading off down the hallway. She set one bowl outside of Hotaru's door, before wandering back to join Minako on the couch. "The news again?" Rei asked, grabbing the remote to turn the TV on. Minako nodded, swirling spaghetti around on her fork.
"Stupid tourists," Minako grumbled. Their particular section of Tokyo had become rather americanized since the war, serving as a rest place for soldiers off duty. Tourists from other places often flocked to this part of Tokyo. Since the war though, colonization had taken place and certain areas of the world were known by number. Their area was probably seven...or twenty something. Minako never remembered. "Don't even know real sushi," Minako continued her grumbled rant.
Rei smirked, shaking her head. Feeling the air move beside her, she glanced up. Hotaru frowned, the bowl of spaghetti in her hand. She turned back to the TV as Hotaru crossed her path, choosing to sit cross legged in the sagging arm chair.
She blinked at Hotaru a moment, before turning back to the TV. Finally, she asked, "Did you go to school today?" She then looked at Hotaru expectedly.
Hotaru frowned, picking at her spaghetti. She'd gone for a little while. She'd left, but she saw no need to reveal that. "Yeah," she answered, still swirling the noodles around in the thick sauce.
"What'd you learn?" Rei prompted.
"Some more about the solar system," Hotaru sighed. Okay, so Science was the only class she'd gone to that day. "We have to do some dumb creative report about how if we were a planet, which one we'd be, and have to act out a day in the life of it," she finished, hoping Rei wouldn't ask anymore questions.
"Which one would you be?" Rei asked, turning her whole attention to Hotaru. Hotaru sighed, "Saturn, I guess," she grumbled. Minako smirked, "I envy Venus. I mean, through mythology and what not, you can pretty well assume the goddess of love lives there."
A thought suddenly struck Minako. Stupid Goddess of Love. Can never help me out...
Rei rolled her eyes, "No one can live on planets Minako. And besides, I think Jupiter would be more fitting for you."
Minako scoffed, "Jupiter. Why?" Rei smirked, "Because, you both have a big red spot."
Minako squinted a moment, confused before looking down at her shirt. She'd dropped spaghetti sauce on it. She scoffed, setting the bowl on the coffee table before her. Without bothering to make it to the back of the house, she pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it onto the floor before the entrance to the hallway to find a new one.
A loud knock echoed off the front door though, and Minako froze, squinting at it. Rei, confused, glanced at Minako before heading to the door to open it. She peeked through the small eye hole into the hallway. "Hey!" a male voice sounded, and Minako's heart perked.
Rei opened the door, revealing Duo, and the one named Trowa. Trowa closed his eyes a moment, sighing as if the braided pilot annoyed him at the moment.
"When we helped you guys back that one night, I think I accidentally took these with, when I was carrying Hotaru," he lied. Rei nodded, letting the two in.
Duo blinked at Minako raising his eyebrows slightly. Minako's brain halted at a realization, as she looked down.
Sports Bra.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe Venus had helped her out, seeing as how normally she attempted highly at not wearing a bra at all.
"Working out," Minako said nodding. Duo nodded, not even attempting to hide his evident smirk.
Trowa handed the sketch book and jacket back to Hotaru, careful to avoid her gaze. He felt guilty. He turned back to Rei.
"Thanks," Rei smiled. The group then stood, an awkward silence as they glanced at each other. "Do you guys want some spaghetti?" Rei asked finally.
Duo's mouth opened, only to shut again as Trowa spoke. "No, Thanks though. We have to get back to our work, right Duo?" he prompted, glancing at the second pilot.
Duo's eyes narrowed at Trowa, "Right." He frowned as he let himself be led away by the taller pilot. Rei turned to Minako after shutting the door, her laughter busting out.
Minako rolled her eyes, as she continued her quest for said shirt. Hotaru had gotten up, pushing past Minako in the hallway before locking her own door.
Hotaru held her breath as she flipped through the notebook. The page with her letter was gone. She slammed the book down, stifling a scream with her pillow. So far, things were going exactly like her dreams.
Ami shivered sightly, as she threw the blanket she had had around her shoulders over the near comatose girl. She'd been so weak since she'd found her. The autumn heat had consumed the poor girl, sending her into heat stroke, and in and out of consciousness.
"Michiru," she whispered softly. She frowned though, adverting her eyes from the shaking girl. Saving this world was going to kill them in the process, she had the feeling.