I do not own Sailor Moon, much to my disappointment. Read, enjoy, review.
Eyes For Jupiter. Chapter 1
By Seiyaferret
Hi. My name is Kino Makoto, and this is my story. I am an eighteen year old living on her own. For the most part, my life is pretty good now. I have great friends, school is going well and I live in a great apartment. Yet despite all this I still yearn for something more. All of my girlfriends have a special someone in their lives. Now don't get me wrong, I am not jealous of Usagi, Rei, Minako or Ami. I am just jealous of what they have. Love. I know that they love me, and I love them as well, but that's a totally different kind of love. I am searching, no wanting, yearning for that special someone in my life.
At one time I thought that I found him. Actually, he was wonderful. He was always there to pick up the pieces after another boyfriend dumped me. But I grew to love him like a brother, as I knew he loved me as a sister. He is still in my heart, but I want more. Need more.
Ever since my parents were killed, I have been on my own. At first I was shuffled from one foster home to another. Acting out. Battling the loneliness of losing my parents. I didn't want their pity. That's what I always saw in their eyes. I thought I didn't want anyone else to love me either. That's why I fought for my independence. If I was on my own I could not get hurt anymore. I could build a wall around my heart, forever blocking it from hurt again. I just wanted to be left alone. I was doing just fine on my own too. That's what I thought anyway.
So, here I am on a Friday night all alone. Oh, I was invited to go out with the gang, but I refused knowing that eventually I would get ignored. I scanned my puny collection of DVD's to see if there was anything I was in the mood to watch. Most I have watches at least a half dozen times. "Well, I guess I'll just go to the video store and rent something," I said to my potted plant.
I grabbed my keys and my purse and headed out. I left my apartment complex and turned north towards the video store. As I plodded along, my mind began to wander. Thinking about some of my old boyfriends and my best friends and their boyfriends. I wasn't really paying much attention to where I was going, as my feet knew the path rather well. All of the sudden I ran into something, or rather someone. We collided so awkwardly, that I grabbed for the nearest thing to keep from falling, which was an arm. Startled out of my musings, I looked at what I ran into and found a very broad, obviously masculine chest.
It was then that I heard his voice. "I'm sorry Miss. I should have been watching where I was going."
I gasped at the deep sultry sound and didn't respond to his statement. Obviously concerned, he asked, "Are you OK?"
Slowly my eyes rose. I had to force myself to look up past his lips to get to his eyes. When I did finally manage to look into his eyes, I was instantly breathless. He had the most amazing eyes I had ever seen. They were a soft green, almost to the point of being grey. On the surface, they were filled with concern, but as I looked deeper into them, I saw an overwhelming sadness in them.
"Miss? Are you all right?"
I shook my head and managed to stutter out what I hoped was a, yes I'm fine answer. He nodded and gave me a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Again, I'm sorry." He turned to leave and I saw his mask slip ever so slightly to reveal his pain.
"Wait!" I found myself saying. "I don't mind listening if you need someone to talk to." What has gotten into me? I have never in my life done something like this. Ok, well, usually I just fawn and drool over guys that reminded me of an ex-boyfriend. But him…there is nothing remotely familiar about him. Not his pale hair, not his face and most definitely not his spectacular eyes.
He let out a sigh. "I don't want to bother you my problems. I didn't even mean to come out here."
"Hey, Let's just go and get a cup of coffee. My treat. If you want to talk I'll listen, or I can also be a real good sparring partner at the dojo just down the street. I mean, if you don't have anything pressing to do," I said.
He let out a small chuckle and his eyes seemed to brighten just a bit. "You know a cup of coffee is sounding real good right now."