Again, I really thank you all for letting me know what you think of my story. I'm glad to see people enjoy it. I hope you like this chapter, it should clear up a few missing spaces but I warn you that it also leaves a few more.

And Rei is so badass. Minako? Adorable as ever.

PART THREE

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Natasha Rivers

Saaya Okuzaki, or Okuzaki Saaya.

That was the only Saaya my new partner Steve and I were able to publicly connect to Hino.

A twenty-three year old woman with dark red hair and startling green eyes that could catch your breath.

She was decent-looking; someone you could tell looked much prettier simply because of the clothes she wore and makeup she dawned – someone totally opposite of Hino and Aino's natural glow.

Okuzaki was Hino`s secretary.

So to the normal eye, like Steve`s, it was perfectly normal for Aino to be calling and leaving a message to Hino`s secretary since she was her wife and all. Yet Okuzaki would know Hino is with her wife, so there would be no need to call back unless it was to get in touch with Aino.

And although those two were flirting and teasing in the elevator the tone they used when I listened over and over again (even in a foreign language) was laced with animosity.

So I had Okuzaki`s whole profile out from men in Japan who I had paid to track her for info.

She was the youngest of three children, the only daughter. Her father had been a good friend of Hino's grandfather and so her job as Hino's secretary was given on a silver platter.

Either way, she seemed to do her job well enough and even had her own assistant.

Okuzaki was now a divorcee of a male accountant and was still in the process of the legalities concerning who got what.

There was clearly something between the lines.

The cliché is the boss sleeping with their secretary, and I followed this lead to see if Hino was sleeping with Okuzaki.

It didn't make sense.

My only clue to it not making sense was the fact that Okuzaki called to get in touch with Aino. I mean, wouldn't Okuzaki be on bad terms with Aino if she were fucking around with her wife? Then again, these people in politics and fame could be conniving little bitches, so maybe Okuzaki was putting up a front?

Mother fucker, when I had my agent in Japan report to me that it was Aino who had met with the secretary in a hotel I was fucking shocked.

So it was Aino who was cheating on Hino with Hino's secretary.

That was messed up shit.

I was such a little girl you know. I got too obsessed and too deep.

I set myself up...

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Steve is such a cutie; he's become my new favourite employee.

He gets paid, but he loves this little private project almost as much as I.

I asked him if he would be game for my plan which involves me 'experimenting with politics' and going to Tokyo where Hino lived to seduce her and stalk her and Aino.

He was game.

In fact, he even got me more excited and killed my nerves.

My plan was such:

I would go to Tokyo with a private campaign and cover the politics there under the alias that I'm doing a project of different capital city politics and their leaders. That way Hino was the main and obvious target.

I would then get a few scheduled 'interviews' and meetings with Hino to get close enough to her and seduce her.

I would also spy on Aino and see how far her infidelity went.

I would fucking dream about Hino's eyes on my body and with the way things were going I could already anticipate spending a night with her.

I was so excited.

This is getting ridiculous.

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Saaya whimpered, her eyes closing tightly and her head pressing back more into the leather couch in her boss's office.

The woman on top of her stopped kissing her neck as her cell phone went off and sat up, answering it.

"Hello?"

Saaya almost whined in protest, wanting that beautiful body paying attention to her again.

"Yeah I got it... I'll be there in forty minutes. Bye."

Aino Minako sighed.

"You have to leave?" Saaya pouted, her hair a mess and her shirt buttons undone.

Minako giggled, sitting back down and pinning Saaya back onto the couch playfully.

"I have five minutes before I got to the studio," she bit on her neck and smirked as Saaya moaned.

Saaya's hands gripped Minako's back, scratching through her thin t-shirt. A hand slithered up the secretary's inner thigh and suddenly the moan was much louder.

"Ah!" Saaya choked as her hips started bucking on their own volition. She couldn't stop even if she wanted to at this point; the woman on her was like a magician when it came to pleasing.

"M-Mina...ko – ah! Not so - uhn.... rough!"

Minako chuckled at the flushed face near her, struggling to keep up with her fingers.

"I thought you liked it rough..." she bent down to Saaya's ear and almost hissed this.

Saaya, in her current state of bliss just gave out. Her body shook and her front thrust up into the singer's with force and soon Minako was up and off the couch, straightening her shirt and removing some smudged lipstick.

Saaya watched as Minako walked over to a desk and picked one of Hino Rei's lipsticks from a drawer to apply, batting her eyelashes and puckering her lips. A picture of Minako and Rei in Rei's old room at the shrine sat, framed in expensive gold, from their high school days and caught Minako's eye immediately. It had been taken by Rei's grandfather a year before they started going out – but even though it had been a year before they were 'official,' that night had been their first kiss.

Minako remembered it all too well. When Rei had grudgingly walked her down the shrine steps, holding hands down the many stairs and flushing cutely when Minako hugged her tightly.

She had been about to go back to England for a few weeks, and she simply held Rei's hands with her own and then leaned into her and kissed her on the mouth.

They both knew of their connection as Mars and Venus by then and finally gave into the temptation of love.

It wasn't awkward; it had been spectacular if anything. A magical first kiss that they both would always remember, though no where near as memorable as their first kiss in the Silver Millennium.

"You know, fucking me in Hino-sama's office isn't the right thing to do... you should confront her."

Minako's attention from old memories swayed at the wistful voice and she cocked an eyebrow at the secretary who fumbled with her blouse buttons.

"No." She leaned back on her wife's desk. "There's nothing to confront."

Saaya's jaw opened but closed again... she was still under the influence of recent orgasm but that didn't change how absurd she found Minako's comment.

"You two make no sense. I guess you put up with cheating for your reputations, then?" Do they even truly care for each other like that? My husband and I love each other but just can't get along. If he had cheated on me when we were married I'd have slapped him divorced him right away!

Minako laughed. It was not a happy laugh nor a mad laugh. It was simply a laugh that reminded Saaya of when her father or mother would laugh at her as a child for doing something childish. For not understanding like a grown up.

"There's nothing to put up with, Saaya-chan. It's not something I can explain but maybe if you live long enough you'll see it yourself... Reiko and I will always be together."

And that always was literal.

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"So, my father turned up at the conference today."

Minako raised an eyebrow as Rei sidled into the limousine, eyes not even glancing at the length of Minako's 'slutty' outfit as the idol had intended.

There were a few people shouting outside from the limo, some paparazzi trying to get them to come out knowing that they weren't going to.

As the limo's doors locked and the car drove an amazing two miles per hour, Rei removed her leather gloves and brought elegant fingers to push back a loose strand of her winded hair.

Minako beat her to it though, and Rei then noticed what it was her wife was wearing.

"What are you wearing? It's freezing outside."

"I was hoping you would warm me up, of course. Pyro."

Rei flushed and Minako giggled, both in private wonder how they still could interact like had just been together a few months. Crazy in hormone-love.

Rei was kissing her, breathing hotly down her neck as Minako giggled.

"So what did you do today?" Rei asked after Minako started to nibble on her ear lobe.

"Hn? Oh, I finished recording my first debut today!" She stopped her attention to Rei's sensitive ear, much to the Senator's dismay, and jumped back with glee. "It sounds great! I think it's going to be a smash hit! Is it going to be a smash hit Reiko?"

Rei chuckled, grabbing Minako's hands and closing her eyes. She had progressed in her psychic abilities so much since their last death that it was almost a joke for her to predict these things now.

She searched the future of Minako and suddenly her eyes retched open in anger.

"Rei?" Minako asked with worry.

Minako gasped when Rei's violet eyes started to glow, and those glowing eyes were clashing with her own.

This was Mars, wholly Mars without her fuku.

"R-Rei-" Minako started but stopped when lips clashed her own, arms soon grabbing at her with a vice grip and Rei broke the kiss to snarl.

"You belong to me, Venus." She said.

"Yes I do," Minako admitted easily. This had happened three times since they started going out already and now it was a fourth.

Mars quelled a bit of her anger and then her eyes watered. "Then why? Why will you cheat on me with that singer slut next week?"

Minako couldn't respond. What slut?

"Don't you dare go near him," Rei glared and then her voice lowered even more. "Don't you dare."

Minako moved forward and kissed Rei softly, feeling the fingers clasped on her arms loosen and then simply touch her cheeks gently before they both stopped kissing.

The car came to a stop outside their apartment building but they stayed silent.

"What would you like for dinner?" Rei asked softly. Her hands rubbed gently down where they most likely left bruises on Minako's arms.

Minako shrugged and forced a smile to her face.

Sometimes she hated Rei's abilities. It was like how Rei would tell them when they were going to die again to protect their princess.

Though she was ecstatic to hear her song would be a smash hit, she felt like low scum for she was going to cheat on some 'singer slut' male next week and Rei knew.

They both knew.

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Rei pulled Minako closer, nuzzling into her hair when Minako mumbled and let out a snore.

She stared up at the ceiling, hearing nothing but Minako's random breaths and feeling nothing but the same thing on her neck.

She played idly with the blonde hair before her, annoyed that sleep would not come tonight.

Her thoughts went back to earlier in her day when her father had showed up at the conference. It was easily her favourite thing of the day – the Martian in her loved the feeling of vengeance.

She could feel her father's emotions as he saw her arrive as the Senator. Damn bastard still couldn't believe his daughter was a Senator.

It was times like these when Rei would thank Usagi.

Ten years ago civilization would not have approved of a female Senator, let alone having a female Senator married to another female. In fact, same genders could not have married or been seen as normal either.

This was Usagi's power. As they all evolved and maintained more and more power, Usagi continued to remain the most honest at heart, soul and control. Because of her and her light the world was becoming peaceful and starting to accept others and equal out without anyone even noticing.

Her father not feeling this was because Rei did not want him to.

Minako was drooling on her now, and Rei glared at her for it.

The senshi were the only ones, as well as Mamoru, who would always keep a part of themselves the same no matter what.

It is not what we have done; it is what we have felt that guides us.

Rei felt her anger bubble when images of her other vision randomly repeated in her mind.

Her grip on Minako tensed and she tried to remind herself that though she and Minako are not yet faithful lovers – she was the only one Minako would ever drool on like this.

Hopefully they would both reach their brink of love like the others.

Haruka and Michiru got there after they defeated Galaxia, Usagi and Mamoru had always been there and soon Ami and Makoto might reach their as well.

Crystal Tokyo would be reached in twenty-three years time. It was coming so fast...

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Natasha Rivers

I was here, in Tokyo.

And I had a meeting with Hino at her office for ten in the morning – in two hours.

I won't write about the awesome and very cute place I had breakfast in or the hotel or anything else.

I'll cut to the chase, so to speak.

Hino's office was in a large building in downtown Tokyo. There was a billboard of her beautiful face with that charming smile and her name in Japanese mocking me as Steve and I entered.

If I didn't know who she was I would have thought 'what beauty company is that model from? I'll definitely shop there!'

Her office was on the top floor. I would not be surprised if she ran for President in the future.

It was amazing how corporate the building was with all the Asian workers carrying their business faces and briefcases clicking their shoes in the sterile hall as they rushed for deadlines or something.

Steve and I had an escort greet us almost immediately and take us up to Hino's office.

I'll always remember that image when I first entered her office.

She had a large window behind her Italian wooden desk overlooking Tokyo's busiest streets. A black leather chair like a throne was off to the side, no one sitting.

My breath caught itself in a fucking coma or something when I saw her in her environment.

That dark hair dropping to caress the cloth of another black business suit, her left hand supporting her weight on her desk and her right hand cradling a cell phone she talked into.

She said words in Japanese which I was secretly recording and hung up almost immediately at our entry, smiling at us and gesturing to the chairs across from her desk and dipping her head in a polite and charming bow.

Her office was bigger than mine and much more elegant. You could tell she worked here from the education certificates dangling and the way it suited her tastes so well; my office was just for show.

There were flags behind her and pictures of all the Senators before her or at least a few of them, one larger one of the current Japanese President next to the certificates.

I noticed some chipped wood.

"So I have been informed of your newest project Miss Rivers, it is rather interesting. What made you want to study the political spectrum?"

You.

Of course, I never said this out loud.

"Political figures are a whole new challenge for me," I smiled at her as she sat in her throne, "I've been looking for a new creative outlet."

"I see," she pressed a button on her speaker and said something quickly in Japanese, "so what is it you want to know?"

I nodded to Steve who whipped out a small laptop from his bag and flexed his fingers, getting ready to type our interview out even though he and I both knew we had a voice recorder secretly clipped inside my shirt. I noticed he flushed a bit, probably affected by Hino like me.

I didn't appreciate him ogling my catch.

"Your background and family, how someone like you followed this path, the kind of people you associate yourself with. Your hobbies, what you like and don't like about your job... things like that."

She leaned back in her chair, tapping a finger thoughtfully on her desk.

"I do not like to reveal the private things about my past but I can tell you a few things..." she stopped tapping.

"My background?" she started out loud, "Well I'm Japanese. Went to a good Private School and studied at Tokyo University with honours." When she said this she seemed to find it personally amusing.

"My family?" She brushed her bangs from her eyes and Steve kept on typing as she spoke. "Well, when I was five my mother passed away, my father was the Senator here back then and I moved in with my grandfather to his shrine which I adopted as my home."

"Was this your grandfather on your mother's side or father's side?"

"Father's side. My mother's family members are unknown to me, and those three I have mentioned are the only blood relatives I know of."

"I see."

I had cousins, Aunts, Uncles, siblings, parents and even more extended family.

I think I felt sympathy for her at the time.

The door opened and a cute blushing boy carried a tray of tea in fine ceramic cups decorated beautifully with flowers.

He poured the tea for us and bowed before leaving us alone again.

"My father is alive but my grandfather is not, otherwise my only family is Minako – my wife."

I knew she was your wife.

"But," Hino took her tea and took a gulp. It was still much too hot for me, how had she not burned her tongue? "I have friends who I consider my family."

"I recall Ms. Aino mentioning them on my show," I nodded.

I was jealous then, of these nameless friends who knew the beauty before me in ways I wanted to... Longed to... Dreamed to...

"Here," Hino's cup was empty and she reached over her desk for a photograph in a frame, "this is my favourite photo of us."

Steve and I looked at the photo.

It was in a hospital room, a blonde with a bright smile and content blue eyes held a new born baby with pink unruly hair in her arms. On one side of her bed a younger Hino and Aino stood smiling at the camera and on the other side two other girls – one brunette and one bluette.

They all looked very happy.

"So, you've known these friends for how long?"

"Since I turned fourteen. I met them around the same time I met Minako."

She poured herself a new cup of tea, and continued, "As for how I came across this path of work, well, my father was a politician and after studying hard I decided to run for office. It was an instinct and I knew I was capable of handling this work."

I nodded, having to keep up the pretence that I was interested in her job as that was the point of my interview but I wanted to hear more about her and her friends. About her and her relationship with Aino.

About her.

"Forgive me," I said, "I can't help but be curious about your relationship with Ms. Aino. How does being married to an idol affect your political figure?"

Hino shrugged, "it doesn't. Minako became famous after marrying me and after I got elected to office so it has never really been a question asked. I've remained popular among the citizens."

"How do you balance your friends and personal life with such a high ranked job?"

Hino turned her eyes to Steve who continued typing before flicking them back to me.

"I do. It's not that hard."

Damn it, why was it so hard to get her to open up?

I felt my cheeks burn as her eyes bored into my own.

"Miss Rivers, if your friend does not mind may I have a quick word with you alone?"

I nodded and looked at Steve who shrugged, shutting the laptop down after saving his little document and excusing himself.

As soon as that door closed I felt my throat go dry and my nose clam up.

"Miss Rivers," She laced her fingers together and rested her elbows on her desk, leaning toward me and making me feel cornered though there was a large piece of extravagant wood separating us. "I am no fool. What may I actually help you with?"

I was so red.

"Whatever do you mean?"

She chuckled, that luring sound that made my ears drown in pleasure.

She caught me.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Triple fucking fuck.

I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"I know Aino is sleeping around with your secretary."

Her eyes narrowed so quickly, her amusement dropping off her face.

"Excuse me?"

I took a breath. A really slow cooling and calming breath; I was very scared.

"I know Aino and your secretary Okuzaki are sleeping together, cheating on you."

She remained quiet, studying my face before she leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs.

I doubt she'll comment on how I totally mispronounced Okuzaki, but I was really excited.

She stood up then and walked around the desk over to me, resting her hands on the armrests of either side of my chair and bringing her face so close I could feel her breath on my brow.

"Ms. Hino-"

I stopped mid sentence when her right arm lifted off the armrest to tilt my chin up to her beautiful serious face. She leaned close to me and I drowned so deep I barely acknowledged her hand leaving my chin until I felt it brush across my nipples.

Cool and slender fingers were in my blouse but her lips turned away at the last second before they touched to whisper in my ear.

"I don't appreciate you recording," she pulled out the recorder from my blouse and held it in the right hand, "without letting me know."

My recorder was crushed in her palm and I paled, feeling strangely aroused by her nose and mouth breathing softly near my ear.

"Minako is sleeping around," she admitted and then she brought her lips brushing across mine, "and so am I."

She dropped the broken recorder on my lap and leaned back on her desk, a small smirk on her face.

"I shall warn you Miss Rivers," she brushed some of her hair back and I wanted her more than ever, "my relationship with my wife is so very different from any other you would have ever investigated. Whatever you choose to accomplish, know this: We will stay married."